Mo Li laughed miserably, seeing that the black qi had broken through the defense of the five-colored brilliance, he turned his heart sideways and slammed sideways into Feng Zikang in the air.
In one touch, all the five-colored brilliance on his body covered Feng Zikang's body!
This is to transfer all the five-color unstained supernatural powers, and the ink is separated from itself, and there is no protection at all.
"Brother Feng, retreat quickly!
I'm here!
” Mo Li knew that Feng Zikang's supernatural powers were a cut above him, but after all, he was only a disciple of the fourth layer of Qi Induction, and he must not be fortunate in the face of the vast black qi that swept the heavens and the earth.
The reason why Feng Zikang came to this dangerous place with him was completely because of a misunderstanding, he blamed himself very much in his heart, and at this moment, he left all his life to Feng Zikang, and closed his eyes and waited for death!
Feng Zikang was hit by him, knowing that he had good intentions, he was also a little surprised in his heart, he flew out of the black qi with the momentum, and only listened to the sneering of his body, but he was completely unaffected.
He withdrew from the circle, only to see the sky suddenly close and dissipate without a trace, leaving only a pale and closed eyes of Mo Li, who fell upside down from mid-air. “…… The heirs of the Mo family, the heart is self-sacrificing, it is really ......"
Feng Zikang shook his head slowly, not knowing how to evaluate Mo Li's behavior.
Between life and death, there is a great terror, but this person can exchange his own life for someone else's life at the last moment, which really shocks him.
In his previous life, he had also seen righteousness and bravery, it was a bloody attack when he was a teenager, and he never thought of the horror of death.
But Mo Li is a cultivator, he sees life and death thoroughly, and he still treats others in this way, at the cost of his own life, the way of the Mo family is really the way of love.
"I keep my way......
That's it......"
Feng Zikang waved away those reverie, floated forward, and caught Mo Li's body.
"Truly, you young man, you finally escaped from my great powers, and you dare to stay, are you afraid that your life will not last?"
The demon hidden in the shadows laughed strangely, and let out an ugly cry like sawn wood.
Feng Zikang snorted coldly, slowly put Mo Li on the ground, and smiled indifferently: "Just with your humble supernatural powers, you want me to escape?"
If your master is here, I may have to weigh it up when I say this. ” "As for you......"
Feng Zikang flicked his sword lightly.
"Killing is like killing a dog's ear!"
The demon was silent for a long time, but he didn't dare to reply, and after a long time, he asked in a low voice, "Who are you?"
How do you know my Master?
Report the font number, lest the water wash away the Dragon King Temple!
” Feng Zikang laughed loudly: "Don't worry, I don't know your master, and I don't know your master's name......
It's just speculation!
” The villagers in Longshiyu all died in an instant, and their souls were collected just by the Nine Shadows and Ten Netherworld Soul Searching Dafa, although they were only mortals, but the power of the soul was extraordinary, and it could be erased in an instant, this kind of supernatural cultivation was appalling!
And the demon who fought with the two, although he used the same magical power, but under the full urging of the force, the power was no more than Er'er, which was far worse than the understatement in Longshiyu.
According to this calculation, this demon is at most the disciple of the murderer.
If he encounters that top murderer, Feng Zikang will naturally run as far as he can; But there is only one disciple and no one to answer, what are you afraid of what he will do?
He pretended to be a ghost, but he was just using the soul to transmit the sound, Feng Zikang could still be bluffed by him at first, but this time he made a move, and the height was immediate!
The demon poked his head out of the filth and looked at the bold boy suspiciously.
He has white hair and a black face, his body is surrounded by a striped tiger skin, and he is holding a white Sensen bone staff, and his body is short and deformed, and he is indeed a monster.
"I am Wu Lingzi under the White Bone God Monarch of Mangcang Mountain, who are you?"
The older the rivers and lakes, the less courageous they are, Wu Lingzi is an old Jianghu, originally he thought it was two juniors, kill it, clean and clean, even if it is a ninth-rate child, their teachers may not come all the way to him for revenge, even if they want to find him for revenge, the world may not be able to find it.
But Feng Zikang's tone was loud and his expression was calm, which made him mumble in his heart.
So come up to report the number and climb the friendship, anyway, the Mo family disciple who kept saying that he wanted to avenge the mortals had been beaten unconscious, and this cold guy didn't necessarily have to get along with himself for a few mortals.
"White Bone Divine Monarch?"
Feng Zikang shook his head.
"I don't know!"
"You!"
Wu Lingzi was furious, among the evil sects, he respected the Dao, and even respected more than the righteous Dao, because if he did not respect it, the consequence might be to be slaughtered immediately, and the prestige of the Master's White Bone Divine Monarch was heavier than Mount Tai in his heart.
He suddenly heard Feng Zikang's contemptuous tone, and suddenly the three corpses jumped violently.
"Give me death!"
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Wu Lingzi waved the bone staff in his hand, chanted words in his mouth, bit his tongue, and spit out a mouthful of blood!
The sky was full of black air again, and it was a little more powerful than just now.
"Whew!"
Feng Zikang sneered: "The end of the strong crossbow can't wear Lu Min, you have to work hard to promote this Nine Shadows and Ten Netherworld Soul Searching Dafa, you can still make meritorious contributions for the first time, and now you have it again, what's the use?"
” Even if it was the first time, Feng Zikang was not afraid, what was he afraid of this level of resentment?
Just relying on the demonic power in his body, he can absorb all these grievances, not to mention that now that he is using it for the second time, although the momentum is strong, the staying power is weak, and he really didn't pay attention to it.
"Arrogant, junior arrogant!"
Wu Lingzi spurted out a mouthful of blood again, only to see that the dark qi in the sky gradually condensed, and the color became more profound.
"Supplemented by the blood in my heart, my Dafa can be pushed to the fifteenth soul condensation realm, all living beings will die at the touch of a touch, you ......"
He suddenly felt a tingling in his neck, and found that Feng Zikang had already stood under him for some time, the iron sword was swung lightly, and there was a little fresh blood on the blade, and a short and withered body was slowly falling to the ground.
"You ......"
He was horrified, and looked down, only to see that there was nothing under his neck!
Just as he was nagging, Feng Zikang had already cut off his head!
"Your nonsense, it's too much ......"
"If you die at a touch, what can you do, this black gas can't touch me at all......"
Feng Zikang's face was expressionless, and he gently shook off the blood on the blade.
In an instant, swinging his sword, he didn't have to spend more than half of his strength to deal with this kind of side-door left path that would only make a fool of himself.
"You......
You dare to kill me?!
” Wu Lingzi's head howled sharply, both afraid and hateful: "My master will not let go of your ......"
Burst!
As his head fell into the dust, Feng Zikang flew up and trampled it to pieces.
Then the black qi gathered by the yin souls in the air also made a mournful sound together, and immediately scattered in all directions.
These ghosts have lost their restraint and naturally want to disturb them in the mortal world, but they were originally succumbed to death, and they will not last long in the world, so Feng Zikang naturally has no intention of caring about them.
"Your master doesn't know that such a stupid disciple has been hung up, who can he find to take revenge?"
Feng Zikang shook his head.
"Stupidity, what a nasty sin......"
He looked at it in a blink of an eye, and Mo Li was still lying on the ground, unconscious, and his pale face was filled with a trace of black air.