The demonic sound penetrated my ears, and the sound of a baby crying and laughing became louder and louder, as if it was going to pierce the clouds, pierce the sky, and pierce the thorns into other people's brains.
In the cabin, Wei Xue held his head and groaned in pain. His weak soul flickered and seemed to disappear at any time.
He begged: "No, I don't want to die, please think of a way, quickly..."
A layer of cyan brilliance like soft water waves fell on his head, and the noisy demonic sound was isolated. Unfortunately, he collapsed to the ground and saw the cyan brilliance turned into a thick light barrier, covering the entire ship.
The mysterious ark is all covered.
He was astonished in his heart. This man's consciousness was so powerful. Not only could he condense a whip of spiritual consciousness, but he could also form such a thick light barrier. It seemed that his cultivation was only at the early stage of the Yang Realm. How could he
It feels even stronger than the spiritual consciousness of later monks!
The next moment, something even more horrifying happened. Liu Qinghuan's aura began to rise steadily, and after a while, there were faint signs of breaking through to the combined state!
Liu Qinghuan used intimidation techniques to forcibly "improve" his own cultivation, and then unlocked the second seal of the Qianqiu Reincarnation Pen.
A big wave came, and Xuan Zhou jumped into the sky. The Dao realm that was on the verge of being broken was stabilized again, and spread to the entire river of maze in a blink of an eye. The Demonic Resentful Infant was also pulled into the realm of reincarnation.
"Hehehehe~"
The Demonic Infant sneered, turned over in the waves, and disappeared into the turbid river water.
However, the Reincarnation Dao Realm could not do anything to the opponent, but in the Dao Realm, Liu Qinghuan could fully understand its every move. With a stroke of the Qianqiu Reincarnation Pen in his hand, there would be a stroke of ink hanging high in the void.
Liu Qinghuan flicked his pen, and the ink mark was like a sword falling into the river. Suddenly, water splashed and huge waves spread across the sky.
The Demonic Resentful Baby let out a "wow!" and was chopped upright. He opened his mouth and spat out thick black gas that was like sludge. His figure spun around and disappeared again.
Liu Qinghuan's eyes turned, and the pen of Qian Qiu Samsara fell again.
The sky above the entire Maze River was like a piece of drawing paper that could be used at will. Ink marks flew out one after another. It was not that the sword's intention was better than the sword's intention, chasing down the demonic resentful baby.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The water of the river was turned upside down, and the Demon Resentful Infant was beaten and fled back and forth. Finally, he became furious, raised his head and let out a shrill scream, and hair-like black filaments sprang out from his slender body.
Explode!
"Wow!" Wei Xun saw this scene and trembled: "It's so disgusting, I hate hair the most..."
However, no one paid attention to what he hated. It was not hair, but strands of resentment that contained deep resentment.
For a moment, black filaments were dancing crazily everywhere in the sky and under the water, making people's scalp numb and shuddering just by looking at it.
Liu Qinghuan made a few more strokes, but the cut ink marks fell into it, like a mud cow falling into the sea, completely unable to stop the threads of resentment from pouring into the Xuanzhou from all directions. Even if they were cut off, they would suddenly turn into a black mist, and then condense into threads in the blink of an eye.
Flying wildly.
Endless resentment spread, as if the whole world had fallen into despair.
What you love will be changed beyond recognition.
What you insist on will also lead to destruction.
No light, no hope.
Resentment will always make people feel grievances, and grievances will bring anxiety, making it difficult to sleep peacefully, filled with dreams, and unable to find a place to settle down.
Liu Qinghuan felt awe-inspiring in his heart. This demon gathered the grievances of heaven and earth and was born from nothingness. It can be said that it has neither past nor present or future, and has nothing to do with reincarnation. Therefore, the realm of reincarnation cannot do anything to it.
Of course, the other party's soul attacks could not hurt him at all, and they also tried to drag him into the illusion of boundless resentment, but they all failed.
"In this case, we can only use another method."
If there is something that can conquer all evil spirits, it is undoubtedly Gangzheng Thunder.
A long ruler with electric light suddenly appeared. Liu Qinghuan raised his hand and waved forward, and a thick thunder light burst out. With a click, the rays of resentment that were dancing wildly were scattered into mist, before they could condense again.
Threads, the open burning white electric light swept away, and they were all annihilated.
Liu Qinghuan obtained Lei Gongchi from Xue Yi, and Xue Yi was the clone of the former Mahayana monk Wangren Taoist. What he came up with was not inferior.
White lights exploded one after another, and this area seemed to be reduced to a thunder pool. The violent and fierce thunder breath swept through, and those threads of resentment were like being exposed to the shadows under the scorching sun, and were forced to retreat step by step. The sky was filled with
The black and blue mist also dispersed, revealing a gloomy sky.
Seeing this, the resentful baby yelled "Wow!" in anger, shook its head, and two sharp devil horns came out of its forehead. Its short limbs began to expand as if blowing air, and dense scales covered its body, making it ferocious.
And burly.
He roared again and again, and countless filaments were entangled together to form a long spiral fork as thick as an arm. The black flower bloomed and was swung down!
"boom!"
There was an earth-shaking loud noise, and there seemed to be countless resentful souls crying angrily in the afterimages. The void was distorted, a hole was torn open in the thunder pool, and thousands of electric lights were released wildly.
"Wow, the true form of the demon!" Wei Xing, who had been hiding in the cabin and watching the excitement for a long time, exclaimed: "This is so decent, a big-headed monster baby is too low. Hey, do you want to help? I can beat him.
No?"
"Take care of yourself." Liu Qinghuan said without looking back. The green gold light on his body flashed sharply, forming a thin layer of light armor on his body, and he flew up with a thunder meter in his hand.
"Ouch!" The demon roared up to the sky and rushed over with a long fork in his hand.
"Be careful with the fork in his hand!" Wei Xun chased after him and shouted: "Don't confront me head-on. I think your feet are not as strong as the opponent's... Oh!"
Before he finished speaking, the two people outside were already fighting. On one side, there was thunder and lightning, and on the other side, there were many demonic shadows. They opened and closed. The tyrannical force caused the mysterious ark, which was as stable as a mountain, to sway with the surging water.
Non-stop.
Although the Thunder Ruler is a ruler, it is not a fragile thing. Liu Qinghuan used to use it to cooperate with his immortal body to confront others head-on, so he did not hesitate to give in now.
However, the demon was the demon, and this kind of monster was born due to the fate of heaven and earth. It was much more powerful than he imagined. After a few rounds, he felt that his arms were numb and the pressure was getting bigger and bigger.
Suddenly, an exclamation came from behind him. Liu Qinghuan suddenly turned around and saw He Tu, who had left mid-sentence. He had touched the edge of the mysterious boat at some point. Two bone claws were exposed in his black skirt, and he was pulling out.
Pull the defensive light shield he left behind!
Obviously, this person was determined to be a thief. After seeking the dead soul to no avail, he followed the boat secretly. At this time, he saw that Liu Qinghuan was fighting with the demon resentful baby and couldn't get away, so he ran out and tried to take away the future soul on the boat.