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Chapter 958 Lifeblood, hate to the bone!

Two dark magicians attacked from the left and right, encircling and suppressing the Qingsha Demon from the southeast and south respectively.

The gauze demon stood up bleakly, standing on the rock. The gorgeous bun on her head was quite fluffy and messy. There was random blood on her face. On her purple short shirt, blood-colored flowers bloomed.

Two crystal staffs pointed at her.

After reciting the spell, powerful power burst out from the blood-colored crystal ball.

His strength is overwhelming and his energy is unrivaled in the world.

Its power is so great that it is abnormal.

In the center of the gorgeous magical light and fire, black will-o'-the-wisps burned enchantingly.

Two rays of magical light and fire continued to magnify in the sky, like the churning of the deep sea, swallowing up the Qingsha Demon.

On the river surface, layers of waves were rolled up due to the magic attack, and water patterns spread irregularly.

Qingsha Yao's purple-black eyes seemed to hide two whirlpools, which were the star map of the universe.

Her weapons are her hands.

When the light and fire swept in from both sides like the autumn wind and fallen leaves, the corners of the Qingsha Demon's mouth rose into a strange smile.

His hands quickly stretched out, like a lone wolf counterattacking, with such momentum that the wind swept through the clouds, his fingers spread out, his slender hands, and his bright wrists, he actually grabbed two sharp rays of light in the air.

Qingsha Yao's heart was fierce, and she exerted more force with her hands. The two rays of light were cut off by her, leaving only the sound of wind sobbing, like crying.

She slowly lowered her hands.

despair--

A drop of blood flowed down the fingers of the gauze demon and spread on the rocks with unknown patterns.

The blood flowed more and more, and the Qingsha Demon's face was full of sinister birds of prey. He glanced over with a sharp look, and all his spiritual power was unleashed. The dead man in the east who was holding a staff and wanted to launch another magic attack turned his body into the air and was thrown into the river.

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The river was turbulent.

The dead man stuck his head out from the river and when he wanted to jump out, a black shadow fell from the sky and hit him ruthlessly and cruelly.

The dead man raised his head, his lifeless eyes reflecting the shadow of the boulder.

The Qingsha Demon controlled the huge rock and pushed the dead man into the river again.

The Qingsha Demon walked to the riverside, squatted down, stretched out his blood-covered hand, and picked up the staff that the dead man had dropped.

Her eyes moved slightly, she grasped both ends of the staff with both hands, and folded it hard.

The staff inlaid with a coquettish blood-colored crystal ball was divided into two.

Strangely, after the staff broke, the blood flowing in the crystal ball gradually dried up at an alarming speed visible to the naked eye, until the crystal ball became an empty shell.

Qingsha Yao's heart trembled slightly, and her brows were filled with joy. She turned her head and looked towards the river.

When the crystal ball withered on the dead man who climbed ashore from the river, Qingsha Yao saw that the dead man's face was becoming more and more haggard, as thin as firewood, like skin and bones, his eyes were sunken, his eyeballs were protruding, and his edges were cold, as if

A mummy without internal organs, blood, flesh and blood.

Until the inside of the dead soldier was completely corrupted, leaving only a layer of old and wrinkled skin.

As if she had discovered a new world, Qingsha Yao turned around and shouted to Qingge, who was entangled in the magic net: "Their lives are maintained by the staff. If the staff is destroyed, their lifeblood will be destroyed."

Qingge held an umbrella in one hand and a knife in the other. When she heard Qingsha Yao's voice, she turned around and saw a disgusting layer of skin by the river.

Staff -

The magic net above the head gradually shrinks.

That wandering light and fire seems to be able to destroy everything in the world!

He sang quietly and calmly, unaware of the danger coming.

She lowered her head and carefully studied the diagram of the Magic Bagua Array, never forgetting it.

On the other side, Wu Yu saw that the secret of Jialan's dead warrior was discovered, and he suddenly stood up from the carriage, "Qingsha Yao, you are looking for death!"

Anyone who knows this secret will go to hell.

Today, there will be no exception.

Qingsha Yao fought with the remaining dark magician. Her spiritual power was controlled by her miraculously. She could soar into the clouds and control the wind and rain. Although she was seriously injured and there were scars as deep as ravines everywhere, she seemed not to notice.

General, expressionless, focused on fighting, using defense as offense, the staff specially used to deal with dead soldiers became more and more handy.

On the other hand, the dead soldier, although he was a puppet without soul and consciousness, seemed to have an idea in his mind, that is, to protect the staff, which was his life.

Under the limitations of the protective staff, the Death Soldier's attacks became increasingly clumsy.

Also, the dark magician attacks with his staff. If the staff is missing, the combat value will be greatly reduced.

The dead soldiers retreated continuously and were forced to the riverside.

The Qingsha Demon folded his hands around his chest and used the power of his spirit to uproot a towering century-old tree not far away. Such a dense and heavy tree was split into countless wood pieces under the control of the Qingsha Demon.

, like a sword, attacking the dead man.

The dead soldiers kept dodging and were at a disadvantage.

Qingsha Yao is a leader among spiritual masters. After discovering the secret of the staff, she became more confident.

The power of the spirit turned the river water up, like a water snake, curling up the dead man.

While the dead soldier was struggling, he did not forget to protect his staff.

Wu Yu watched the fighting on both sides and became more and more anxious.

However, now he can only stay out of it.

He is no longer qualified to join the battle.

And all this is given by Baiye Qingge.

Wuyu Yin is impermanent, his eyes are gnashing his teeth with anger, and he is filled with hatred.

When this woman as beautiful as a snake or scorpion stepped into the door of Jialan, it was the beginning of his misfortune.

And now, he wants to destroy all the misfortunes and entanglements in this dark night where no one is fighting endlessly.

When the sun rises tomorrow, it will be his new life.

He is still the highly respected elder of Garland, with countless disciples, and is a symbol of kindness, kindness, and sage.

Wu Yu's face exuded a solemn aura, and he was still dreaming of a dream that would last forever.

Click!

Wuyu turned his head and looked towards the river.

When several huge rocks were thrown at the dead man, the Qingsha Demon took advantage of his unpreparedness and used his spiritual power, so-called thought, to suck up the staff.

Qingsha Yao raised her hand, and with a "pop" sound, the black staff was grasped in her palm.

Under Wu Yu's horrified gaze, the Qingsha Demon smiled slightly and threw the staff into the sky. Under the bright moonlight, the spiritual power in the thunder nest swarmed out and strangled the staff to pieces.

The ink-like powder is sprinkled like a goddess scattering flowers.

Bang——

Several huge rocks came together, creating a deep hole in the ground.

The dead soldiers with no signs of life turned into minced flesh under the boulders.

A thin layer of weathered skin, worn away by stones.

Qingsha Yao raised the corners of her lips and looked at Qingge.

The eight dead soldiers surrounding Ye Qingge activated the formation. Without understanding the formation, Qingsha Yao did not dare to join without permission.

She is not an expert at breaking formations.

"careful!"

When Ye Qingge was thinking about how to break the formation, the magic net rushed down. The bright light flashed with bloodlust, and Qingsha Yao almost blurted out.

In the Bagua array, Qing Ge lowered his head, his dark eyes reflected a golden halo, and ancient runes flowed in his eyes.

Suddenly, she raised a smile, raised her head, and looked towards the magic net.


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