Two dark magicians attacked left and right, and surrounded and suppressed the light veil demon from the east and south respectively.
The gauze demon stood up bleakly and stood on the rock. The gorgeous bun on his head was quite fluffy and disordered, his face was covered with blood, and the blood-colored flowers bloomed on his crimson short shirt.
Two crystal staffs pointed at her.
After the spell was recited, powerful force burst out from the blood-colored crystal ball.
The strength is to spread the mountains and the spirit is beyond the world.
The power is so great that it is perverted.
In the center of the gorgeous magic light and fire, the black ghost fire was burning enchantingly.
Two magical lights and fires continued to magnify in the sky, like the deep sea swelling up, swallowing the gauze demon.
On the surface of the river, due to magic attacks, layers of waves were rolled up, and the water lines spread irregularly.
The light gauze demon's purple-black eyes seemed to be hiding two vortexes, which were the star map of the universe.
Her weapons are both hands.
When the light and fire swept across the sides with the autumn wind and fallen leaves, the corners of the gauze demon's mouth raised, and a strange smile appeared.
His hands quickly stretched out, like a lone wolf's counterattack. The wind swept away the remaining clouds, his five fingers spread out, his slender jade hands and his white wrists actually grabbed two sharp lights and fires in the air.
The demon of Qingyao felt ruthless in his heart, and he exerted his hands again. Two lights and fires were actually cut off by her, leaving only the sound of wind whimpering, like crying and complaining.
She slowly lowered her hands.
despair--
A drop of blood flowed down the fingers of the veil demon and smudged on the rocks with unknown patterns.
The blood flowed more and more, the gauze demon was full of sinister face, and a sharp look swept over, and the spiritual power was fully moved. The death warrior who held a staff in the east wanted to launch a magic attack again, his body was overturned and was thrown into the river.
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The river was in full swing.
The dead man poked his head out of the river. When he wanted to jump out, a black shadow fell from the sky and smashed him ruthlessly and cruelly.
The dead soldier raised his head, and his eyes, which were completely unhappy, reflected the shadow of the huge rock.
The light veil demon controlled the huge rock and pressed the dead soldiers into the river again.
The gauze demon walked to the riverside, squatted down, and his blood-covered hand suddenly stretched out, picking up the staff that the dead soldier fell.
Her eyes moved slightly, and she grabbed both ends of the staff with both hands, and folded them hard.
The staff inlaid with the charming 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 astonishing speed visible to the naked eye until the crystal ball became an empty shell.
The gauze demon's heart trembled slightly and she was overjoyed. She turned her head and looked at the river.
The dead soldier climbed ashore from the river. When the crystal ball was withering, the gauze demon saw that the dead soldier's face became more and more haggard, as thin as firewood, as skinny as skinny, with deep eyes sinking, protruding eyeballs, cold edges, like a
A mummy without internal organs and blood.
Until the inside of the dead soldier was completely corrupted, only a layer of old and wrinkled skin was left.
As if they discovered a new continent, the veil demon turned around and shouted to Qingge who was entangled by the magic net: "Their lives can be maintained by the staff. If they destroy the staff, they can destroy their lives."
Qingge held an umbrella in one hand and controlled the knife in the other. When she heard the voice of Qingyao demon, she turned around and saw a layer of disgusting skin by the river.
Staff—
The magic net above the head gradually contracts.
The displaced light and fire seemed to be able to destroy everything in the world!
Qingge was calm and calm, and he didn't realize that danger was coming.
She lowered her head and carefully looked at the array diagram of the magic Bagua array, and never forget it after reading it.
On the other side, Wu Yu saw that the secret of the Jialan Death Soldier was discovered, and suddenly stood up from the carriage, "Little Veil Demon, you are looking for death!"
Those who learned this secret went to hell.
Today, there will be no exception.
The veil demon fought with the remaining dark magician. Her mental power was controlled by her. She could fly over the clouds and fog and call the wind and rain. Although she was severely injured, there were scars as deep as the ravines everywhere, she seemed to have not noticed it.
Like, he had no expression on his face, focused on fighting, defending as an offense, and specializing in dealing with the staff of the dead, he became more and more convenient.
However, although the dead soldier was a puppet without soul consciousness, he seemed to have a thought in his mind, that was to protect his staff, which was his life.
Under the limitations of the protective staff, the Dead Warrior's attack seemed increasingly clumsy.
Yes, the Dark Magician attacked with his staff. If the staff is missing, the combat value will be greatly reduced.
The dead soldiers retreated one after another and were forced to the riverside.
The light veil demon wrapped his hands around his chest and used his mental power to lift up a towering and thriving century-old tree not far away. Such a dense and heavy tree was split into countless wood pieces under the control of the light veil demon.
, like a knife or a sword, attacking the dead soldiers.
The dead soldiers kept dodging and fell at a disadvantage.
The veil demon is the best among spiritual masters. After discovering the secret of the staff, he became more confident.
The power of the spirit turned up the river, like a water snake, curled up with a dead soldier.
The dead man struggled and did not forget to protect his staff.
Wuyu looked at the battle between the two sides and became more and more anxious.
However, now he can only stay out of the matter.
He is no longer qualified to join the battle.
And all of this is thanks to Ye Qingge.
Wuyu is sinister and impermanent, with angry eyes and teeth, and hatred to the bone.
When this beautiful woman stepped into the gate of Galan, it was his unfortunate beginning.
And now, he wants to destroy misfortune and grudges in this dark night where no one fights endlessly.
When the sun rises tomorrow, it is his new life.
He is still the respected great elder of Galand, with countless disciples, and is a symbol of kindness, kindness and sages.
Wuyu's face exuded a sequel, and he was still dreaming of being remembered forever.
Click!
Wuyu turned his head and looked at the river.
When several huge rocks were smashing at the dead soldier, the gauze demon took advantage of his unpreparedness and used his mental power and so-called thoughts to suck up the staff.
The gauze demon raised his hand, and with a "pop", the black staff was held in her palm.
Under Wuyu's horrified gaze, the light gaunt demon smiled slightly and threw the staff into the sky. The moonlight was bright, and the spiritual power in the thunder nest swarmed out and strangled the staff to pieces.
The ink-like powder was sprinkled in a state of scattering flowers in the sky.
Bang—
Several huge rocks smashed the ground into deep pits.
The dead soldier who had no signs of life became meat under the huge rock.
A thin layer of vicissitudes of life was worn out by stones.
The gauze demon curled up the corners of his lips and looked at Qingge.
The eight dead soldiers surrounding Ye Qingge activated the formation. Without knowing the formation, the veil demon dared not join without authorization.
She is not a master of breaking the formation.
"careful!"
While Ye Qingge was thinking about the method of breaking the formation, the magic net rushed down, and the dazzling light and fire flashed with bloodthirsty, and the gauze demon almost blurted out.
In the Bagua Formation, Qingge lowered his head, his dark eyes reflected a golden aperture, and ancient runes flowed in his eyes.
Suddenly, she raised her head, looked at the magic net. (To be continued)