The steel knife flew up out of the air and stabbed Murong Ling directly. When she heard the sound and turned around, the steel knife was already in front of her!
"Water escape"
Not far away, Wen Guwenmao once again turned into a puddle of water and scattered on the ground, somewhat similar to a "waterfall". His figure appeared in front of Murong Ling. He threw Murong Ling aside with all his strength, and the steel knife immediately Pierced into Wen Mao's shoulder and arm.
A mouthful of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes suddenly became bloodshot. However, the steel knife seemed to be conscious, and it cut off Wen Mao's arm with a forceful strike.
"Amao!" Murong Ling was already stunned.
A sense of pain rushed straight into Wen Mao's brain. It only took a moment. When he reacted, he raised his foot and stepped on the steel knife. Another shot of water spit out from his mouth. The steel knife shattered and turned into stiff force and floated away. Wen Mao grasped the stiffness and stuffed it into his mouth.
The smell of retching, sourness and numbness.
No wonder I felt that the stiffness of the sword was stronger before. I thought he really had some ability, but I was just a little arrogant. I didn't expect that this steel knife was also made of stiffness.
Murong Ling rushed forward in a hurry, her messy hair hitting her eyes and mouth. She was speechless for a moment, not knowing whether she should be concerned, apologize, or thank you...
"Last time, I was not afraid because there were three corpses protecting me, but not this time. I'm clear of both." Wen Mao said calmly, even with a hint of ridicule, silently picking up the broken arm as if nothing happened. .
Murong Ling kept apologizing in a low voice, her eyes were all red, tears fell to the ground, and she did not dare to look up at the severed arm.
"A-Ling, can you use that ink thread to sew it on for me?" He weighed his arm and asked seriously. Murong Ling choked up and her autumn eyes were like ice, "I'll try... "
Wen Mao handed the severed arm to Murong Ling. She took it in her hand and looked at it. The remaining hope was extinguished. Wen Mao stared at her eyes, seeming to understand the meaning, and took it calmly. Returned the broken arm.
"I'm sorry...the bones and flesh of your arm have been torn to pieces...it can't be used anymore, and...it may make your injury more serious..." She was too scared to look anymore, for fear of seeing those pair of hands. The frustration in the peach blossom eyes.
Wen Mao was thinking about how to comfort her when a Wujiazi flew towards her. The flying insect that was not noticed at all was noticed because of the strong energy in its body. Wenmao subconsciously wanted to raise his right hand, but was hit by Wujiazi. It hit the chest and exploded instantly, the skirt of his clothes was blown up, and the skin and flesh on the chest turned into a bloody puddle.
Two molars were bitten into pieces, and the veins on his forehead were like spider webs. Blood flowed out from the corners of his mouth and nostrils. He opened his mouth full of blood, and the blood rushed out driven by several "Zhu Shui", until the flying insects flew out. The place to come.
I saw several more black armor flying out and smashing all the "Zhu Shui" into pieces. Fire snakes crawled out of the ground one after another, and the entire land seemed to be devoured.
"anger"
Just as Peng Yu emerged from his form, Murong Ling smacked his palms into the ground. He felt his feet tremble, and the fiery energy matched them. The whole body of the two men was instantly ignited with fire, forming a circular formation to isolate them from the snakes and insects. Several of them rushed fiercely into the fire array and were visibly reduced to ashes.
However, the fire formation only raised half a foot from the ground and was completely unable to block the flying insects led by Wu Jiazi. Looking at the flying insects covering the sky above his head, Wen Mao had an idea and fired three huge " "Zhu Shui", and spit out dense small water droplets from his mouth, which were burned together with the "Zhu Shui" jade stone.
There was a loud "bang", and waves rose above the head, and all the flying insects were pierced by the waves.
"Anger...that's called water of desire." Wen Mao muttered in a low voice, but Murong Ling probably didn't hear it.
With the disappearance of the snake and insect, the "anger" of the prairie fire and the overwhelming "water of desire" faded away together. Murong Ling glanced at him subconsciously and immediately lowered her head.
Perhaps it was because the atmosphere was too quiet, but the sound of footsteps was very clear. The two of them looked at the forest where the sound came from...
A man wearing a civil and military robe, with a general's crown on the side of his head, clapped his hands and walked out slowly. Looking at his outfit, he looked a bit like a border soldier, but the style of the side cap did not match the majesty of a soldier.
Step by step, he walked three feet away from the two of them, and a mellow and sinister atmosphere swept over him, which had the momentum to destroy Wen Mao's yang moisture. Two extreme Qi Yun confronted each other, and Wen Mao finally defeated him. Under this, the Yangshi atmosphere fell apart, and Murong Ling helped Wen Mao from behind to help him stand firm.
The cold face has changed. The beads of sweat on the temples are clearly visible. The veins on the forehead have not yet faded. The peach blossom eyes have narrowed into willow-leaf eyes. I don’t know if the person in front of me is too strong or injured. It's too heavy, but the smell of blood in the mouth keeps spreading...
On the other hand, the man loosened two buttons lightly and didn't pay attention to the two of them at all. His face was as beautiful as a Zhou Lang's, and his voice was just right, extremely gentle, but his words were just the opposite, "You two, what are you doing?" die?"
"I want to kill you before I die." Wen Guwenmao's momentum has never been reduced. Namei Zhoulang took off his general's crown and gently placed it on a relatively flat rock behind him. His long hair was spread down, Wen Gu Mao's appearance was no match for him. "Wishful thinking." He sneered.
Two bloody corpses stood in the center, and fifteen green corpses protected Wen Guwenmao. Murong Ling took two steps forward to greet him, and gestured to him behind him - "You go first, I have a way. "
A black armor was condensed on the man's fingertips. He held it between two fingers and threw it. A bloody corpse tried to catch it with one hand, but was penetrated. Another bloody corpse exploded the corpse energy before it was shaken off. Wu Jiazi.
"It's not bad that the people of the three poisons are gathered here." The man said to himself, "It's time to discuss the Tao." After the words fell, the corpse energy was also peeled away.
After hearing this, he thought he must be a descendant of the Wu Gu lineage, and they were really enemies. Wen Mao lightly dusted off a blood stain on his clothes, ignored the dissuasion, stood in front of Murong Ling, and asked, "Are you from the Wu Gu lineage?" "
The man kicked his robe and cupped his hands and said, "Witch Gu lineage, Mo Yi, Jun."
"Mo Yi..." Murong Ling looked thoughtful. She seemed to have heard of this surname a little bit. The historical materials in the ancestral ancestral hall of the exorcism line seemed to have recorded it...
"The six witch and Gu families - Mo Yi is the first, the Gu and Wu families are the second, and the Liu, Ye, and Tuoba families are the last. Each of them is proficient in the three methods of transforming Gu, making Gu, and Gu spirit."
In this way, the Fire Snake and Wu Jiazi that appeared out of thin air should be the method of "transforming Gu". "Are those spiritual zombies and those living zombies also your masterpieces of transforming Gu?"
Mo Yijun nodded and gave Murong Ling a thumbs up. Another flying insect flew out of his thumb, but it was not a black insect. It was too fast to catch. Murong Ling took out the bell again and shook it, and the sound Solemnly and solemnly, the flying insect exploded and died.
"The soul awakening bell? The Murong family's exorcism?" Mo Yijun frowned and looked at it for a few times, then relaxed with disdain. Murong Ling nodded in the same way, rang the soul awakening bell again, and the two blood corpses worked together to hit one Pure corpse energy, its sinister meaning is extremely pure.
Mo Yijun was seen calmly, and several fire snakes emerged from his body to shield him. As he was covering himself, two bloody corpses also came from the side, and several huge tempered insects crawled out of his body. , as thick as a python, wrapped around the two bloody corpses, and was strong enough to strangle the bodies.
"Dang" sound! The soul-awakening bell rang across the sky, and all four tempered insects were cut into several pieces. Mo Yijun immediately released two more groups of nine-headed insects, and the venom was splashed together. A bloody corpse was unable to avoid it, and half of its body was corroded. Lose.
"Pfft!" Mo Yijun spat out a large mouthful of blood, and was thrown to the tree by a heavy punch. Unexpectedly, Peng Yu appeared behind him. His handsome face was dotted with a few strands of blood, and his hair was also covered with blood. There was some contamination, and the civil and military robe was red in color, making him look like a fierce ghost.
"If I had known earlier, I would have seen it myself. The three corpses transformed into Dao. I thought it was just a rumor." He stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Wen Guwenmao with interest, "What's your surname?"
Peng Yu was called back into the body by Wen Mao and said, "Save your honor, Wen Gu."
"good."
His tone was cold and cold, like that of a dying person. Just as he finished speaking, a zombie appeared behind him again. Fifteen green zombies worked together to block this blow. Compared with the previous zombies, it was better than the previous zombies. reach.
"Peng Chu!"
Wen Gu Wen Mao scolded angrily, Peng Chu changed his form, and instantly bit off the stiff right arm, as if he was deliberately provoking Wen Mao, and then threw his right arm to Wen Mao, who took it and gnawed off a piece of fat from the upper arm. , the eating looks are exaggerated, and every time you open your mouth, you can see pieces of chewed flesh.
Mo Yijun lifted the hair from his forehead, and six spirit zombies crawled out of his body to fight with Murong Ling and the bloody corpse. He stood there and looked at Wen Guwenmao, as if Murong Ling had been excluded from this battle for a long time. With just one glance, A "Desire for Water" exploded between the two of them. When the water exploded, Peng stumbled through the fleeting wall of water and rushed towards Mo Yijun with his bloody mouth open.
"Borrowing Gu to chant the breeze"
A gust of wind howled, shaking the whole world. The exploding "Water of Desire" was blown by the wind into a sloping rain. The wind turned into a blade and pierced Peng He's body. He lowered his head and looked at the wind blade with confusion and interest, his hands Hold it tightly and stuff it into your mouth.
"Isn't this dead body your strongest?" He lifted the hair of his shawl behind his back, raised and lowered his palms, and the moment the roots of his palms rubbed together, clouds gathered and thunder rumbled.
"The Secret of Witchcraft and Gu - Heavenly Thunder Gu"
Thirteen thunderbolts fell together. Wen Guwenmao opened the Heavenly Man Cave again, and another mouthful of blood spurted out. Murong Ling was confronting Lingzhan, completely unaware of the four thunderbolts above her head.
The three corpses surnamed Peng rushed to Murong Ling's side. Peng Qi was the first to bear the brunt. When the thunder fell, it disappeared into smoke...
Before Wen Gu Wenmao could say the reminder, Mo Yijun didn't give him any chance to take advantage of it. The two black armors rushed over, turning back and forth. Wen Mao realized that Mo Yijun's original intention was to use the black armors to force him to retreat. , instead of retreating, he moved forward, and the two black armors were swallowed into his mouth.
The moment it opened, Wu Jiazi and Zhu Shui came out together, still treating him in their own way.
Mo Yijun barely dodged, but a piece of the robe was still broken. On the other hand, Peng Ju had also dissipated, and only Peng Ju held on to a thunder tribulation.
"Fuhuolian"
Turning around and kicking Lingzhuang away, Murong Ling set fire to his two fingers, drew a red lotus out of thin air, knelt down on one knee, and used his strength to smash it into the ground. The earth's crust shattered like foam, and a column of blazing fire rose into the sky, approaching the thunder...
"This is..." A man in a white robe at the exit of the corpse forest looked at the pillar of anger, then raised his eyes to look at Tian Lei who was forced to retreat. He became very interested and walked leisurely towards the depths of the corpse forest. …
There were occasional "gurgling" sounds in the earth's crust, and Wen Mao couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat. He looked at the ground and saw an earth dragon that was ten feet long and slowly squirming.
"Ah Ling!"
"It's too late." Mo Yijun kicked the tree, and with the force of the retreat, he punched Wen Mao away, breaking all the green bamboos.
The ground suddenly bulged, and the earth dragon came out with its mouth wide open. The circle of its mouth was full of fangs, floating back and forth like a living creature. It was so condescending that it was like watching an ant.
Without any hesitation, Murong Ling drew another "Fire Supporting Lotus" and tried to penetrate it, just like a mayfly shaking a tree. When the "Fire Supporting Lotus" touched the iron-like soft armor, it was immediately extinguished.
The earth dragon smiled "Li Li Li Li Li", leaned forward and rushed straight towards Murong Ling, its mouth opened hugely, as if it was the lord who swallowed all things.
"Han Ling"
Wen Guwenmao spat out ribbon-shaped ice ribbons from his mouth and quickly flew towards the earth dragon, wrapping it back and forth. Although he couldn't stop it, he could still make Murong Ling step aside.
"You two, give me a helping hand and let me refine it, otherwise, we will all die." Mo Yijun threatened openly, but now it seems that this is the only option.
Without saying much, the three corpses reshaped themselves. Both Peng Yu and Peng Qi were swallowed by Peng Qi. They became much larger, already three people tall.
Wen Mao turned around and picked up the fallen arm and stuffed it into his arms to prevent it from falling out again. He raised his left hand to condense a huge drop of water, but even with the help of "Han Ling", the drop of water was also destroyed by Earth Dragon. It was smashed to pieces.
Murong Ling sewed the blood corpse and the green corpse together again, and handed the Soul Soul Bell into its hand. The corpse's energy was gone, and a pair of fire fists shone like the dawn.
In a rare display of skill, Murong Ling clung to Earth Dragon's bulky body, dodged repeatedly, and punched its soft armor so hard that four or five pieces fell off.
"A girl is still a martial artist." Mo Yijun sighed casually, and another sky thunder Gu appeared. The thunder struck down, peeling off its soft armor and breaking its flesh. He only heard the earth dragon scream a few times. , with a flick of its tail, Murong Ling and Mo Yijun were all sent flying. Fortunately, Wen Mao was far enough away to escape.
There was a cry of laughter in the forest, and Mo Yijun's blood-covered face showed his madness to the extreme. An earth dragon that was slightly smaller than him emerged from his chest. The two earth dragons collided, and the three of them stepped forward to fight at the same time. , it's a pity that the earth dragon was crushed to pieces in less than three breaths.
The earth dragon raised its heavy tail and smashed it down high. A ravine was formed in an instant, and the three of them were isolated. Murong Ling was on one side, and Wen Mao and Mo Yijun were on the other side.
This earth dragon was not stupid. He flicked his tail again, spit out poisonous mist from his mouth, and rushed towards Murong Ling...
"One hundred words in a basket, my Tao is perfected by nature."
