Chapter 959 Great Elder, see you on Huangquan Road!
She thought of a way to break the formation!
There was a smear of blood at the corner of Qingge's mouth, and he poured the evil spirit from the twenty-fifth tendon into the Mingwang Sword.
The Mingwang Sword concealed the power of the Blood Demon Flower. Suddenly, the blade turned into a bright red color from top to bottom, as if it was rolling in a river of blood.
Holding the Kong Mingwang Sword in hand, Qingge jumped up and looked towards the magic net. The blade shook the sinner's light. Just when Qingsha Yao and Wu Yu thought Qingge would strike at the magic net, under the dark night, it was as quiet as dead water.
The woman wearing a cold wind has a pair of deep and cold eyes, like a poisonous snake in the jungle, covered with a dark green color.
Qingge slashed with his sword, and ice picks shot out from the tip of Mingwang's sword. Eight ice picks were wrapped in bright red moon flames, and were embedded into the eight directions of the formation's aperture. They penetrated three-thirds of the way into the wood and penetrated directly.
In an instant, the earth trembled.
The mountain collapsed not far away.
Qingge raised the Mingwang Sword again, recalling the scene when Aventurine Cod made the moon ring that day, concentrating on controlling the power of the spirit, uniting the mind and heart, stealing the feeling of the soul, and floating towards the ninth level of the sky, trying to communicate with
The bright moon communicates, finds the secret, and draws out the essence of the moon.
It is recorded in the Immortal Stone that the dark magician is the source of evil.
All phenomena in the world, one thing descends from another.
The essence of the bright moon is the purest element in the world.
However, there was no movement on the moon above the sky, as if she could not hear her call.
Qingsha Yao looked at Qingge in confusion, that magic net was going to strangle Qingge in an instant.
Cold sweat broke out on Qingge's forehead.
Wuyu sat in the carriage and admired the beautiful scenery of Ye Qingge's dying struggle.
The eight dark magicians all looked as cool as ever.
Although the eight directions on the magic Bagua array are attacked, the array cannot be broken.
Magic Net, the closer you are to Qingge, the brighter the light and fire will be.
Qingge kept holding the Mingwang Sword high and looked at the bright moon with indifferent eyes.
She is an excellent spiritual teacher, she can do it!
"Everything should end."
Wuyu smiled.
He put his hands on the back of his head, and his upper body gradually lay down on the carriage floor covered with a warm blanket.
When he lay down comfortably, his cloudy eyes seemed to see the bright moon high in the sky, shooting down a beautiful and faint beam of light.
Wu Yu's pupils suddenly tightened, he sat up straight and looked towards Qing Ge.
The woman trapped in the Bagua array had a bright smile on her face.
The beam of moon essence is connected to the tip of Mingwang Sword.
Qing Ge raised his face.
The sharp magic net seems to be cutting off that beautiful face.
Feeling the slowly flowing essence of the moon, Qing Ge slashed it down again.
This time, the Mingwang Sword was inserted directly into the center of the formation.
Suddenly, a pillar of light rose up from the center, sending invitations to the eight directions where Qingge had just inserted the ice pick.
In eight directions, white jade light bursts out, connecting with the Mingwang Sword.
boom!
The magic net stayed above Qingge's head.
"Quick, there is magic energy in the magic net. You can use the Death Net to absorb that energy, and the magic net will be vulnerable." Nightmare's anxious voice sounded in Qing Ge's spiritual world.
Then he took out the death net that had been placed in the space bag and threw it towards the magic net.
This Death Net was a treasure she obtained when she bravely entered Lolita's thirteenth floor. However, she never had a use for it.
Unexpectedly, it would now become the key to breaking the formation.
The purple death net and the magic net are tightly integrated into one.
The net body trembles, continuously absorbing magical energy.
"Death Net!" Wu Yu stared.
When the Death Net has finished absorbing the energy, it will fall off from the Magic Net.
Qingge grabbed the Death Net and threw it into the realm of nothingness. Then she held the rouge umbrella in her left hand and with one stroke, the red smoke melted the magic net, destroying it.
Qingge leaps up like a tiger descending from a mountain or a dragon emerging from the sea.
She moved through the dark night with earth-shattering momentum.
Gloomy green eyes, bleeding and killing.
In mid-air, she bent down, bent her legs, and spread her hands, which contained infinite power, to both sides.
Eight strands of moonfire wrapped with ice picks tore through the sky and stabbed in all directions.
The wind breaks in gusts and there are many shadows.
Killing night!
The ice cone swaying with burning flames inserted into the staffs in the hands of the eight dark magicians with incomparable precision, cruelly and thoroughly penetrating the eight blood-colored crystal balls.
There was a crisp sound like glass being smashed.
The crystal ball shattered, and the blood inside flowed down along the python lines of the staff like water from a bursting dam.
Then, a violent explosion-like sound and thunder rang out on the ground, and blood splashed everywhere, like an overwhelming weapon.
A pair of soft boots, stepping on the ground.
The woman was tall and tall, letting the wind mixed with the smell of river water caress her.
When the blood in the crystal ball splashed out, she opened the rouge umbrella gracefully and calmly.
Like a heavy rain.
She wasn't stained with any blood.
It wasn't until there was silence that Qingge closed the rouge umbrella.
The sound of heavy objects hitting the ground sounded one after another, and I sang softly and looked around, looking at the scenery.
After the crystal ball, the source of life, was destroyed, the staff became useless wood, and the dark magicians holding the staff were withered to the point of becoming emaciated.
The internal organs, tendons, and bone marrow all disappeared.
They were piled on the ground with only a layer of skin left.
The wind blew, and the worthless staff fell on the wrinkled skin.
It's as gloomy as falling into an abyss.
The blood in Wuyu's body became cold.
He looked at Qingge and the corpses in disbelief. Oh no, that was not a corpse, it was just skin expanded by dark energy.
"Impossible, this is impossible..." Wu Yu's cracked and dry lips trembled.
The dead warriors that Jialan secretly cultivated were his life's work and his pride.
After the death of the dark magician, the diagram of the Bagua array naturally disappeared.
Qing Ge stretched out his hand, and the Mingwang Sword inserted into the ground made a few sounds, trembled a few times, and then pulled out of the ground and flew into Qing Ge's palm.
Qingge took advantage of the situation and clenched the Mingwang sword tightly. The tip of the sword touched the ground. Her face was full of fierceness, like a villain on the Naihe Bridge, approaching Wu Yu with blood marks step by step.
The tip of the knife was dragged on the ground, digging out a ravine that was neither deep nor shallow, making a heart-stopping sound.
That rhythmic sound is like a dark song sung by black and white impermanence leading to the underworld.
Come on, come and party in this hell.
He chuckled softly, his green eyes glaring coldly at Wu Yu.
Wu Yu stared at her, scared and panicked.
The Dark Magician's entire army was wiped out, and he was like a piece of trash on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered without the ability to fight back.
Qing Ge walked up to Wu Yu and said with a smile: "Great Elder, see you on the road to Huangquan."
He raised the knife and dropped it.
The King Ming's sword cut through the afterimage under the bright moon and struck at Wu Yu's Tianling Gai.
"Girl, don't be so presumptuous."
In the dark night, a familiar old voice sounded.
The gray figure flew across the sky and experienced vicissitudes of life, trying to stop Qingge's deadly attack.