Chapter 236 That Person

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I saw a group of black flames emerging from the white spiritual mist, it was the Red Winged Balrog.

A liquid-like black flame surged out of its mouth, sweeping towards the messy-haired monk.

"kindness?"

Seeing such a scene, the disheveled-haired monk's complexion changed slightly, and he immediately reached out and patted the head of the flat-faced "Long Yuan" below him.

The flat-faced monster whose facial features seemed to be squeezed together suddenly opened its mouth wide, and globs of dark purple viscous liquid spewed out from it.

These balls of dark purple viscous liquid immediately collided with the black flames ejected by the red-winged Balrog, and there was a stalemate for a while, which seemed quite powerful.

At this time, Wei Suo had finished igniting the fire fork of the Six Suns God, and as the six sun-like flames rose in the white spiritual mist, a golden flame shot directly at the disheveled-haired monk above the "Dragon Kite".

At the same time, dozens of blue lights gushed out of the white mist behind the monk with messy hair, which was the Gangfeng Qingjian condensed by the Qinggang fan.

Ji Ya also made a move!

The expression of the disheveled-haired cultivator who was caught between the front and back changed slightly, "It turns out that I'm not alone, but do you think that just the two of you will be my opponent?" The leading monk snorted coldly in disdain, and a strange magic weapon in the shape of a yellow hill appeared in his hand.

With the attention of his true essence, yellow energy similar to Wei Suo's Golden Gate Stonehenge spewed out from this yellow hill that was only more than one foot high. A huge khaki cocoon.

"Puff puff puff!" There was a burst of explosion, golden flames and strips of blue light shot at the earth-yellow giant cocoon, but they couldn't penetrate it. And this giant khaki cocoon actually didn't hinder the deep purple mucus sprayed out by the "Dragon Kite" under it, and the balls of purple mucus like saliva were still spit out from the giant khaki cocoon one after another. , withstood the black fire sprayed out by the Red Winged Balrog.

Immediately afterwards, streaks of blue light came out from the giant khaki-yellow cocoon, revealing patches of blue crescent-shaped light blades.

Seeing this scene, Wei Suo's heart suddenly went cold.

Regardless of whether it was useful or not, a shock of spiritual consciousness pierced into the giant khaki cocoon.

"snort!"

A disdainful sneer. A large piece of blue light blade poured out from the khaki giant cocoon without stopping,

Just a flash, and it's all gone.

"Papa papa!"

Almost at the same time, there was a burst of popping sound from where Wei Suo and Ji Ya were located.

Wei Suo's spiritual impact did not have the slightest effect on this powerful monk at the fourth level of the Sense Realm.

"Sneaky, come out and talk to me!"

Immediately afterwards, following the monk's disdainful sneer, countless fist-sized red fire balls emerged densely out of thin air, which actually dispelled all the white mist within a range of sixty or seventy feet around, making the surrounding scenery completely blurred. clearly visible.

Ji Ya, with a pale face, was standing at the entrance of the temporary cave, and the sea blue crab magic shield that she had just obtained in front of her was covered with at least five or six thin cracks.

On the other side, Wei Suo had already put away the magic lamp, and was surrounded by four black water lotus, looking gloomy at the giant earth-yellow cocoon. Pieces of wind blades emerged.

"It seems that my luck is really good." The messy-haired monk didn't seem to be in a hurry to continue. Instead, he removed the giant khaki cocoon and sniffed his nose, as if he was tasting Wei Suo's body. There is no faint bloody smell. "But are you really ignorant of the Yin Corpse Sect, or are you really brave enough to kill the disciples of the Yin Corpse Sect?"

But Wei Suo didn't care about this monk with messy hair at all, but took out a black long banner with a dark air on his own.

He couldn't believe that this disheveled-haired monk really wanted to chat with him.

The black fire sprayed by the Red Winged Balrog seemed to be slowly suppressed by the "saliva" sprayed by the dragon kite. Obviously, the reason why this disheveled-haired monk put on a pose to chat with Wei Suo It looks like they are chatting, but they are actually just waiting for their own dragon yuan to slowly consume the power of the Red Winged Balrog.

Now this black long banner was obtained by Wei Suo from that Yin Corpse Sect disciple Qi Ziyu. It looks very powerful, but he hasn't tried it yet. Now that the matter has been exposed anyway, Wei Suo has no more scruples. Simply take it out and try it out.

I saw the black long flag originally two feet long, but under the infusion of Wei Suo's true energy, it kept getting bigger and became one foot long, erected in front of Wei Suo. A series of gloomy black winds whizzed out from the banner, the momentum was extremely frightening.

The disdainful expression appeared on the monk's face again, as if he was ready to consume the Red Winged Balrog, and he did not fight back, but once again inspired the magic weapon like a yellow hill in his hand, wrapping himself in a khaki inside the cocoon.

"Puff puff!"

The roaring, seemingly terrifying black wind hit the earth-yellow giant cocoon, but it couldn't shake it at all.

Wei Suo immediately put away the black flag with a blank face.

The power of the black flag on this face is probably between the low-level magic weapon of the spiritual level and the middle-level magic weapon of the spiritual level, and different from what he imagined, it is only a purely offensive magic weapon, not a magic weapon that integrates power and defense.

After putting away the black flag, Wei Suo took out the white bone sword with many flame-like runes on it without a pause, and aroused it.

"Bones cold fire!"

What Wei Suo didn't expect was that after being activated, this magic weapon in the shape of a bone sword suddenly shrunk and turned into a pale flame like a candle flame. Not to mention the slightest heat, it would absorb the surrounding energy The heat is mediocre, causing the surrounding temperature to drop by a few degrees in an instant.

While in doubt, the monk with messy hair sneered and said: "If you can get together more than thirty-six bones, I will turn around and run away. It's ridiculous to take out such a bone." .”

"However, I have never seen the beauty of this female cultivator before. After I kill you, I will be more sympathetic."

Immediately afterwards, the monk with messy hair added this sentence. It seems that Ji Ya's face is indeed a bit of a beauty, to the point where a normal male cultivator can't help but be tempted when he sees it.

Wei Suo's heart skipped a beat.

Because when he just inspired the "bone cold fire" in the shape of this bone sword, he felt that this "bone cold fire" was a bit between his complete set of magic shield and the banner of Jinmen Stonehenge. And from the tone of this messy-haired monk, it seems that this kind of magic weapon is indeed a magic weapon that can be superimposed and used in a set.

Although the disheveled-haired cultivator didn't pay much attention to the power of this "bone cold fire", Wei Suo must have someone with a lower spiritual rank. If the thirty-six powers are superimposed, and some formation powers are attached, how powerful will it be? It seems that the strength of this Yin Corpse Sect is really not ordinary.

At this moment, there was a sound of "Zi", as if a piece of frozen lard was thrown into a red-hot iron pan, and the black fire sprayed out by the red-winged Balrog was replaced by the dark purple mucus sprayed out by the "Dragon Kite". It was completely pressed down, and the body was also doused by balls of dark purple mucus.

The dark purple slime turned out to be amazingly corrosive, and in just a split second, the Red Winged Balrog was corroded beyond recognition, turning into a ball of black oil.

"Go to hell!"

The disheveled-haired monk also seemed to be impatient at the moment when Wei Suo treated him like a test object, testing magic weapons one by one. With an icy cold shout, pieces of blue light blades flashed out of the khaki cocoon non-stop, and in a flash, densely packed light blades flashed in front of Wei Suo from time to time.

Seeing this scene, Ji Ya's face was as white as snow, without the slightest trace of blood, and she desperately activated the Qing Gang Fan in her hand.

She is very aware of the power of these blue light blades.

But the messy-haired monk didn't care about her at all, and just focused on firing those blue light blades towards Wei Suo. And the cyan long sword inspired by her Qinggang fan couldn't break through the khaki cocoon at all for a while.

"Crack!" "Crack!" "Crack!"

Pieces of blue light blades hit the four black lotus petals outside Wei Suo's body. Almost at the moment of contact, the four black lotus petals trembled violently.

For a moment, Wei Suo was beaten to the point that he had no strength to fight back, with a panicked expression on his face!

"ah!"

A scream came out of his mouth, and a blue light blade shot in from the gap between the two lotus petals, slashed at Wei Suo's chest, and a cloud of blood sprayed up!

"Weisuo!"

Ji Ya's body also trembled violently, and she cried out in shock.

Although Wei Suo still had a layer of protection from the Xuanyin Treasure Cloak, this blue light blade still cut through the Xuanyin Treasure Cloak on Wei Suo's body, screwed into Wei Suo's body, and on his chest, There was a terrifying wound that reached deep inside.

Wei Suo fell from the sky without making any sound.

"hey-hey!"

The messy-haired monk gave a sinister smile in satisfaction. This kind of wound, even if it is not killed immediately, is dying, and it is impossible to activate any magic techniques and magic weapons, and have any power to fight back.

Seeing that Wei Suo fell from the sky without making a sound, the cultivator simply withdrew the khaki callus, turned to look at Ji Ya, and said with a wicked smile: "I said beauty, you surrendered yourself, Or do you want me to capture you?"

Ji Ya's mind went blank.

She couldn't believe it at all, the person who talked and laughed in front of the Golden Core stage monks and several Fenian stage monks and escaped safely, the person who took her to escape safely when the teleportation circle collapsed, the person who felt hopeless to her At that time, the people who saved Han Weiwei, in her heart, were like mountains who could stand in front of her, people who could be relied on, and... people who had seen her flawless jade body, would unexpectedly So dead.

She is unbelievable.

However, what made her cover her mouth in disbelief, and she was about to shed tears, was that behind the disheveled-haired monk who was smiling evilly at her, Wei Wei who had already "dead" fell down. Suo, but stopped in the air like a ghost, and issued a small black knife!