Chapter 2285 Shadow of the Undead Eagle

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The temperature of the body surface is getting higher and higher as the fireball approaches.

The aura in his body was also chaotic because it was invaded by Ximen Qingcang's demonic aura.

Internal and external difficulties, the five senses gradually lost.

Ye Hong's heart suddenly gave birth to despair.

"If you're not exhausted, don't give up."

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from out of nowhere.

This voice, like Hong Zhong Da Lu, echoed in Ye Hong's mind.

It seems to be the voice of Shangguan Wan'er.

If you are not exhausted, don't give up!

really!

If you give up now, it is tantamount to kneeling down to fate!

If you give up now, you will never see those lovely relatives, beauties, friends, brothers, subordinates, teachers, classmates...!

If you give up now, this beautiful world will surely be trampled by the big devil Ximen Qingcang!

As long as there is a breath left, why surrender lightly? !

Taoism cannot be used, tactics cannot be used, and alienation cannot be used, so what? !

If the heart can still move and the brain can still turn, there is still hope!

Ye Hong's eyes widened angrily, staring at the black fireball that was getting closer.

Why can Ximen Qingcang, who combines Taoism and warfare together, can step into the realm of ancient Taoism, but he who has Taoism and warfare in one body can't? !

With a bang, it seemed as if a closed door was suddenly slammed open in Ye Hong's mind!

"Ding! Comprehend the Demonic Blood Demon Seed Dao, the Dao Fa perception ability +1, the current progress: 1/10, the current level: entry-level."

At this moment, the aura in Ye Hong's body suddenly split into two.

One goes down from the heart and the other goes up from the dantian.

The two auras seemed to be merging with each other.

The heart controls the blood supply center of the body, and is the core that the earth people rely on to control the breath.

Dantian is the breath storage center of ancient Taoist warriors.

These two positions represent the original nodes of Taoism and tactics!

If the breaths of these two places can successfully merge, Ye Hong can also touch the gate of the ancient Taoist realm!

Ximen Qingcang, who was holding a cane, was suddenly inexplicably trembling.

He closed his eyes slightly and opened them immediately, already in awe.

"Your body... how is that possible?!"

Ximen Qingcang seemed to feel the change in Ye Hong's aura, and his face was full of fear.

"This age makes you touch the edge of Taoism, if you survive, that's great?!

No, I have to kill you! "

Ximen Qingcang's eyes were stern, and the hand holding the crutch suddenly exerted strength.

Countless pitch-black magic auras erupted from his palm, entwined outside the magic shadow and magic wand.

The originally slightly ordinary crutches seem to have lost their old shell in an instant, and new changes have taken place.

On the top of the cane, a hideous skull was revealed.

The skeleton has two long curved horns, like a mythical demon.

The main body of the crutch has also become thicker and longer.

There are scarlet markings on it, like strange bloodstains smeared on it.

The whole magic shadow magic wand exudes an ominous evil atmosphere.

This can no longer be called a crutch, but a real magic wand!

Devil's Staff!

"This is the true form of the magic shadow and magic wand that is represented by the name of the magic weapon!"

Ximen Qingcang pointed the sharp end of the magic shadow magic wand at Ye Hong, and said in a cold tone, "Ye Hong, say goodbye to this era that does not belong to you!"

After he finished speaking, he threw the magic shadow wand forcefully.

The magic wand wrapped in black air, like a jet-black meteor, shot towards Ye Hong.

At this time, Ye Hong was still in a state of being locked by the blood demon slaying the sky.

He seemed to be unaware of the approach of the wand.

A successful smile appeared on Ximen Qingcang's face.

However, in the next moment, the smile on his face suddenly froze.

He suddenly turned his head and stared at Shangguan Wan'er on the ground!

"Flying white pen! What have you done!"

Shangguan Wan'er, who was lying on the ground soundlessly, moved her fingers slightly.

It seems that a part of the breath flew out of Ximen Qingcang's body and returned to Shangguan Wan'er's body.

"Damn, there is still residual consciousness!"

Ximen Qingcang's ancient Taoist realm originally relied on the looting of the four major demon species.

Now Shangguan Wan'er is forcibly competing with Ximen Qingcang for the control of Taoism with the remaining breath.

This caused Ximen Qingcang's Demon Blood Demon Seed Road to show signs of instability.

The fireball released by Gorefiend Slaughtering Heaven suddenly stopped in the air.

The magic shadow magic wand that flew towards Ye Hong suddenly lost its direction and slanted into the snow.

Ye Hong actually escaped the fatal catastrophe temporarily because of this.

And because Shangguan Wan'er struggled so hard, Ximen Qingcang's aura became more and more shaken.

One after another, the breath escaped from his body.

Like a leaking bucket.

"No one... can't stop me!"

Ximen Qingcang roared angrily, shouting word by word.

The magic shadow and magic wand suddenly flew back from a distance and stabbed into Shangguan Wan'er's abdomen in a volley!

Shangguan Wan'er's body trembled heavily, and her fingers were unable to spread.

Ximen Qingcang's Demon Blood Demon Seed Dao stabilized again.

"act recklessly!"

Ximen Qingcang snorted coldly and was about to continue to deal with Ye Hong.

But suddenly his ears moved slightly, and he keenly heard the sound of footsteps, neither light nor heavy.

"What is it that doesn't know how to live or die?!"

"No matter how many people come today, they can't save this kid's life!"

Ximen Qing Cang Yin smiled and turned to the source of the footsteps, but the whole person was suddenly stunned.

The level of astonishment on his face was as if he saw a dinosaur appearing in front of him.

However, it was not a dinosaur that appeared in front of him, but a person he had been quite familiar with!

"Kohua?"

"You're not dead?"

Two surprised voices came from Ximen Qingcang's mouth.

An ordinary old face, with long frosty white hair neatly bundled behind him.

Ordinary home clothes, worn on the thin body bent by the years.

The visitor is like a granny next door that can be seen everywhere on the street.

Ke Hua, the original wife of Ximen Qing Cang Ming Media.

At the same time, it is also another backbone of the Ximen family besides Ximen Qingcang.

Over the years, if it wasn't for Ke Hua's orderly taking care of the Ximen family's internal affairs.

The uncertain family has long been corroded by worms.

But apart from the ability to run the family, no one has ever seen Ke Hua show any other talent.

She is like a hard-working housewife that was most common in the old days of the Yan Kingdom.

As the shadow-like existence of the undead eagle Ximen Qingcang, she can gain the respect of the children of the clan, but she cannot be worshipped and revered like Ximen Qingcang.

At this time, Ke Hua's eyes were as serene as a forest, as deep as two pools of water.

At this moment, Ximen Qingcang suddenly realized that he didn't seem to know Ke Hua in front of him.

Ke Hua's body exuded an unfamiliar aura that made him tremble from the inside out.

"Impossible...I'm already the most powerful person in the world...how could there be something that scares me?!"

Ximen Qingcang roared and was about to stab Ke Hua to death with the magic shadow wand.

Ke Hua, however, silently stretched out his right hand at this juncture.