Vol 2 Chapter 3752: With the help of

Chapter 3750
In the end, it is not my own weapon. It is not easy to use at all. This sword is innately treasured, but the feeling of giving Ning Shu is to take a raw iron sword.
A cast iron sword without eggs.
Looking at the black fog that is getting closer and closer, Ning Shu can do it. He can only run when he pulls his legs. If it is a whip, she may turn back and fight, but holding the sword, it is still OK.
The uncle's body exudes a strong black gas, and these black gas keeps gathering toward the black mushroom cloud, making the black mushroom cloud more and more powerful.
Let Ning Shu's chances of winning are getting smaller and smaller, let alone suppress it, and now there are no opportunities for Bodou.
Hey, lying.
He is so big that he will release these forces, and the black fog will be like the beasts of the cages.
Before that, Zheng Qing had sucked away so many soul powers. Now Zheng Qing has a little ignorant consciousness, and she still wants to her.
She didn't it back and it was already generous. I didn't expect this to chase after myself.
This is really a wax, too uncle can not handle people, directly release all the power to deal with, let alone suppress, do not dare to approach.
Going up is a dead word, really chicken horror.
And the uncle's body, as well as the black mist is constantly released, the most intuitive performance is that the black mushroom cloud is getting bigger and bigger, in front of it, Ning Shu is as small as an ant.
Hey, lying down, when you help next time, refuse directly.
Sorry, the strength is not good, find another person.
Zheng Qing became a monster, and there is such a black fog in the body of Uncle.
Oh...
There is too much garbage.
Ning Shu shouted to the uncle over there: "I can't use this sword."
If you can't handle it, you can only run.
It is estimated that it is a little life, so that the black fog wants to swallow yourself.
Uncle is still motionless, Ning Shu turned a blind eye, can't this time uncle?
Ning Shu took a sigh of relief and raised his sword. He pointed out a sword in the mushroom cloud that came at a speed. The sword gas passed through the black fog and split the sword gas into two. At the beginning.
The black mist squirmed, and the feeling of squirming seemed to be flesh and blood, making people feel very uncomfortable.
The black fog slowly blends together. Although it can be merged, it seems that there is no fatal damage, but by Ning Shu, the black fog will dissipate.
Although such damage is not visible to the naked eye, it has always been weakened.
Ning Shu has drawn a few swords in a row, and the awkwardness that can't be said in his heart is probably used to the whip. He feels that this sword is very boring, and there is no whip to hit the real sense of reality.
The black mist was attacked, and the black mist was continuously absorbed from the uncle's body. The blackness of the uncle was getting weaker and lighter, and obviously all the power was released.
Ning Shu smoked the mouth of the mouth, but she really can see her, and she can't help but can give it to her.
Ning Shu ran fast, ran back on the way, swayed a few swords, and then ran fast, Ning Shu did not want to get rid of this dirty thing.
If it is a beast, she can still eliminate it. According to this, it is directly devour her, not pollution.
Ningshu took the black fog with a circle and a circle, and the five ignorant consciousness of the black was obviously impatient. He was impatient with such chasing and accelerated the speed.
Ning Shu: ...
Lying in the trough, hemp, there is a metamorphosis chasing me!
And the black fog also stretched out the black tentacles, to catch Ning Shu.
Ning Shu: "Walk, walk." Mo Zhen Laozi.
To avoid these black mist tentacles, Ning Shu jumped up and down and twisted the waist.
If there is a tentacle to catch her, immediately smash a sword and break the tentacles.
If there is really no way, then you can chase me, slowly give a knife, and then give a sword just fine.
Hard resistance, that must be... can't beat.
Ning Shu put his hand behind his back, facing the black mushroom cloud than the middle finger, "Zheng Qing, you are ugly."
The more angry the other party, the better.
I hope that the current Zhengqing can still understand her words. "I have become so beautiful, and you have become so ugly, it is a monster."
Ning Shu put his hands on his lips and shouted: "I am so beautiful, you are so ugly, you are so embarrassed to live in the world."
"I am so happy to live in the world."
"苟 live in the world."
"Yu Shi, Shi, Shi..."
The mushroom cloud opened its mouth and directly spit out a group of black fog. These sticky, asphalt-like things like the raindrops tend to go to Ningshu.
Ning Shu: ...
It’s about to understand.
Really exciting.
Ning Shu got a thick water curtain in front of himself, to avoid being really dirty.
But this kind of thing directly penetrated the water curtain, and the speed did not change to the Ning Shu.
When the water curtain is not working, the ice curtain is used, and a very thick and thick ice curtain is placed on top of the head.
As a result, one after another cracks were taken out, and it was still used. Ningshu thickened the ice layer, stared at a thick piece of ice, and went up and down.
Constantly tempted on the verge of death provocation.
Zheng Qing is now more annoyed in his heart, become like this, and he is so ridiculed by the people he has always looked down on, how angry he is.
The more anger the better.
That is to say, the sky is not around, and it is inconvenient for the sword to be used by her, otherwise it is now being smoked.
For Zheng Qing, the new hatred and the old hate together, but unfortunately the sky is not.
Ning Shu thought while hiding, feeling empty in the hand, the sword in his hand disappeared, turned his head and saw, the uncle took the sword flying toward him.
Uncle is awake?
Wake up and solve it yourself.
Without the black fog in the body, his body shape is a little bit strong, holding the sword, the blade continues to grow.
Ning Shu snorted, why this thing can't change in his own hands.
Uncle lifted the sword, facing the black mist coming from the shackles, the uncle stood still, did not panic and cut down, the huge black mist mushroom cloud, was directly split into two halves.
The black fog made a sound wave that could not be heard, but it made people feel very uncomfortable, as if the soul had shaken with this sound wave.
This is probably the painful sorrow of the black fog.
Ning Shu looked around and looked at the uncle and the sword and slammed the black fog. The black fog had not yet gathered and was opened.
It’s so painful to watch!
Ning Shu feels that there is a bit of coldness in the whole body. Is it really unclear what the uncle is doing in the end?
If it is a brotherly righteousness, then this will suppress him in the body, and the pollution of the law sea will cause Zheng Qing to be affected again, and now it becomes uninviting.
Can not suppress, but still have to suppress, and even began to deprive him of his strength, just let him stay in the body safely.
It was a lot of pain to cut the sword on the body.
Zheng Qing is the enemy of Ning Shu, and Ning Shu can't think of this.
(End of this chapter)