Xicheng style stared at the White Mist Godson for a long time, and the White Mist Godson also looked at him with a smile.

After a while, Xicheng style leaned over his head and said calmly:

"Just just understand. Then the next thing is me and this thing."

The method to kill this ten-magic skeleton is actually not difficult.

To obtain the three-wheeled Western City style, you only need to cover the spell that looks like a black tattoo on the other party's body.

The immortal flower of secret will wither in an instant.

The Ten-Yuan Curse Body, which has lost the immortality of the Secret Flower, can be easily solved with the current ability of the Xicheng style.

This is not Xicheng-like arrogance.

But that's the truth.

Compared with the stagnant fog of the coffin, the death aura of the Ten Monsters became even stronger.

You can feel that this dead energy is not only a weird thing, but also a great threat to people.

In addition, the ability to capture high-speed moving objects brought by the three-wheeled objects...

It is simply too simple to solve the problem of the life bones formed by the former Baiwu family leader.

He stretched out his hand.

The black spell climbed like a tattoo and spread out close to his palm.

"This is...?"

The White Mist Godzi, who had never seen the whole three-wheeled order, looked at the West City style, like a curious baby.

"It looks quite black, I call it black lines."

Xichengshi explained casually, and he didn't care about his random naming method and continued: "If you attach the black pattern, the dense flower on this guy's body will wither, and then solve it later."

It seemed that he noticed the danger of Xicheng's movements, and the Tenth Emperor's Curse Body below struggled desperately!

A stern and immortal white mist kept pouring out from all over the world, as if he wanted to repair its body.

When the sequinous immortal white mist touched the Xicheng-style skin, it made his skin feel like a spike-like burning pain.

This is also a protective method for the ten mantras to reproduce the bones.

The immortal white mist gushed out from its body, and it was difficult to finish the surgery during the repair of its body.

If you really want to force the final attack, Xicheng Style will probably melt the flesh and blood of the body into a pool of flesh and blood by the mist.

but...

West City style lateral head.

The complex patterns of the three-wheeled mesh turn deep in the pupils.

At the same time, the immortal white mist that was originally like a living creature all drilled back into the body of the Ten Mantras.

This method of forcing the immortal white mist back seemed to have caused huge damage to the Ten Mantras.

It opened its mouth wide and a tragic wailing sounded.

But before it could scream twice...

Bang!

Xicheng Style directly took an axe and smashed its mouth to pieces.

Now it finally became quiet.

"Slightly far away from me, white mist."

Xicheng style greeted him.

"Ah... OK."

The God of White Mist was still surprised by the Xicheng style method. When she heard the Xicheng style speak, she was stunned and nodded and walked away.

Seeing the White Mist God Son walk away, the patterns in Xicheng Style's eyes rotated again, and countless black spells emerged from the ground like black thorns.

The black thorns were tightly bound on the body of the Ten Mantras.

The sharp thorns above penetrate deep into the flesh and blood!

Just like contagious, after being pierced by the spikes of the black thorns, the same black tattoo as Xicheng style appeared everywhere in the body of the Ten Mantras.

But the obvious difference from the Xicheng style is that.

The ten-mana skeletons wrapped around the body were struggling wildly, like domestic animals struggling on the slaughter board.

The immortal white mist tried to squeeze out from his body several times, but was blocked by the black tattoo.

Soon, the God of White Mist saw the immortal white fog that was trying hard to squeeze out from its body was gradually dissipating.

The ten-manipulation skeletons were like deflated balloons, and their entire body became shriveled and ferocious.

There is no skin on the body, pink flesh and white muscles and bones are exposed.

Because the part of the lips had completely become minced meat, the skeleton could only twist and struggle in pain on the ground, and squeeze out an unknown sound from his throat.

disturbed!

fear!

I don’t know what kind of cruel treatment I will suffer next!

The ten mantras made a low sound, as if begging for mercy, and then—

Bang!!!

Before the White Mist God Son began to sympathize, Xicheng Style had already raised his sword and fell.

The black liquid stained the whole body the moment the sharp blade fell.

Xicheng style roughly wiped his face.

The last trace of immortal white mist remaining below wanted to repair the body of the Ten Mantras, but it wriggled and eventually completely disappeared.

The three-wheeled order is the natural nemesis of the immortal white mist.

He forced himself into the ten mantras and died and was suppressed by Xicheng style and was completely unable to move.

But compared to that-

Bai Wu Shenzi rushed over nervously, and at the same time, she glanced back and forth at Xicheng Shi with big eyes, and her hands were touching him: "Shijun! How are you? Don't you feel uncomfortable anywhere, do you?"

yes...

How about the Xicheng style body?

He used three rounds of purpose ability.

Logically, you should lose your life immediately now.

But the fact is that he seemed to be fine, and the White Mist Godzi was fine, and the substitute spell was also running... It was as if the Xicheng style of using the three-wheeled order didn't cost at all.

What's going on?

"I'm fine."

Xicheng style stopped Baiwu Shenzi from touching his palms everywhere and said directly.

"How could it be...? The ability of the three-wheeled order is absolutely taboo for the living..."

The son of the White Mist was surprised.

Use three rounds without paying the price?

This is too...

"You're not lying, are you? Shijun?"

Bai Wu Shenzi looked at Xicheng Shi with disbelief, and couldn't help but stretch out his slender palm and touched him, saying toughly: "I want to check it out carefully... Wait, it hurts! Shijun! Why are you hitting me?"

She had time to touch the Xicheng style body, and was knocked on the head by the Xicheng style.

"I'm really fine." Nishicheng Shi emphasized again: "Compared with that, shouldn't we go and see what happened to the Mitsubishi Flowers now? Since the tricycle here has the ability to wither the Mitsubishi Flowers... Maybe there is something over there that can revive your memory?"

"What made my memory revived..."

The Godson of White Mist was stunned.

She now has an impression personality. After this exploration, if there is no strong stimulation, she will disappear.

But if we find the props that can restore the memory of the White Murm God Son before that...

That might help the original body of the ice sculpture beauty, the God Son of White Mist, restore his memory.

You must know that this is the first tomb.

Not only are there inheritance of the three-wheeled maps, but also contains the most dazzling blooming flowers of the Baiwu family that can radiate the entire fog peak.

"So, let's go."

Bai Wu Shenzi originally wanted to say something like "the body is the most important thing, let me check it", but looking at the cold air flowing out of Xichengshi's eyes, she shrank her head and changed her words naturally.
To be continued...