Chapter 109: Qingbo

For a time, the clock gradually felt the pressure.
Their own repairs are lower than they are. Now they are two groups of attacks. Rao is a strong anomaly. At this time, he feels a burst of pressure.
The fat man and the other person saw the clock from the downwind. On the face, the movement in the hand was faster, and it was necessary to kill him on the spot.
When the clock was seen, the cold screamed, and the "Tai Chi God-by-God Dafa" stepped out, and the figure that had been away for a moment became smart and elegant.
"Tai Chi God-by-God Dafa" has five layers. The clock has been until now, and it has been cultivated to the first floor.
But the first layer of light has already let the clock leave the speed that others look up to envy, and the power of this law can be seen.
The fat man's body shape when he saw the clock became erratic, and his heart was anxious.
The fat man screamed, the sword in his hand danced in the air, and a faint cyan smog floated out of his sword.
The other person is also the same, two smokes surrounded by the trend, attacking the clock away!
It is poison! As soon as I came into contact with the smoke, Zhong Li suddenly felt that her head was dizzy, and even the spiritual power had a tendency to block. The first thought in my heart recognized this as poison!
The fat man saw the clock's movement slowly slowing down, manic
Laughing: "Ha ha ha, you have a poison in the green, this is watching you die!"
Qingbo poison! The clock is known to be a kind of Qingbo poison, a kind of poison of Miaojiang. It is a collection of Qingbo flowers, which is made up of thirty-six venoms of the genus. Specially attacking other people's souls and brains, those who are poisoned deep will die because of the broken soul! It is really a poisonous poison, but refining is extremely difficult.
Zhong Li feels the tingling in the depths of the soul. There is a blue energy that is entangled in his own soul, and then slowly erodes his soul!
Ah, the bell screamed from the pain, the brain was already in deep confusion, and the eyes were no longer visible.
puff! The fat man smashed the clock from the gap of the action, a sword pierced the left shoulder of the clock, the blood spouted!
Relative to the sting of the soul, the physical pain does not feel so obvious.
Why, why is your soul always injured again and again?
The bell was thrown into the heart and screamed in anger.
A loud bang, but the clock was left by another person in the abdomen, kneeling on the ground!
Suddenly, Zhong Li felt that there was a glimmer of light in his soul, and the white light was shining. Careful observation, but found that a knife-type energy appears on top of its own soul, it is the knife-type energy encountered in the Baihua Palace spiritual pulse!
Only the knife-shaped energy at this moment no longer attacks the soul of the clock, and
It is part of the heart of the soul!
The energy of the knife type rushes toward the energy of the cyan, and then the knife head turns, and a part of the cyan energy is broken instantly!
At the same time, Zhong Li felt that his mind was clear-headed, and the energy that controlled the knife type was twisted toward the cyan energy.
The cyan energy energy will soon disappear without a trace, but the outside Qingbo poison is still infiltrating into the soul of the clock! The clock was anxious, and then it was going to be killed by the two on the spot!
Suddenly, Zhong Xiang thought of the gray-white spirit in his soul, and he never knew the effect and power of this spiritual power. Biting the teeth, the dead horse as a living horse doctor, the mind will move, then the spiritual power will be pulled out.
The spirits quickly and circumvented the soul of the clock, and the Qingbo poison disappeared immediately when it encountered the gray spirit. The clock is a glimpse, I can't think of this gray spirit is so powerful!
After the Qingbo poison was expelled, Zhong Li felt that his brain immediately recovered to Qingming. When he blinked, he suddenly saw the fat man from top to bottom and rushed to himself!
The clock was seen, and there was a sneer on his face that was not easy to detect. He gently held the dragon sword. At this time, the fat man has reached the top of the clock, and the sword in his hand swallows the spiritual power of the dragon, and stabs to the belly of Zhong Li!
The clock flashed in the eyes, and the dragon sword quickly marked out. One black and one white two swords were smashed out from the dragon sword, which is the "two instruments rain sword"!
When the fat man just felt that something was wrong, he felt that the two giant swords slammed into their bodies with a horrible breath!
"Ah!" The screams of the fat man came, and then stopped abruptly, but the two giant swords will not leave the of the fat man, even the soul did not escape!
Zhong Li stood up from the ground and wiped the blood of a corner of his mouth. He just smashed the fat man and prepared him to kneel under the sword. But at this time he was seriously injured, and one person stood by and stood by.
My situation is not very good, but the clock is not in the momentum, but staring at the tall man, said in a soft voice: "Now it is your turn!"
When the man was shackled in Gaoqi, he stopped, and the person with the best relationship with him died. He was smashed under the sword by a late monk!
The man was crazy, his eyes were red and he looked at the clock, like a furious mad cow. "Go to the seat to die!" The man screamed, then madly rushed to the clock, the sword in his hand could not stop,
The body of the man suddenly erupted with horror, and the objects within the three feet were all turned into fly ash, and the strong murderousness was spread over his body surface.
Zhong gave a bitter smile, thought that killing a little would make him a little scared, but did not expect to arouse his fierceness. The sword in the hand of the man was mentioned, and the screaming of the bell came to the bell, and burst into a burst of sound.
When the bells were seen, the spiritual power in the small universe was quickly extracted, and the enormous spiritual power was injected into the dragon sword, and then a sword swung to the man. Although the man is on the verge of madness, countless years of combat experience and combat instinct still exist.
Knowing that the clock is in the hands of the hand is an artifact that cannot be touched. Then the sword turned and slid to the side, and the clock was hollowed out!
The man flew to the top of the clock, and then took out a fist-sized black bead and slammed it away! Zhong Li was afraid of being weird and did not dare to contact him.
I know that the beads are like a skeleton, and they are tightly wrapped behind them! One bite his teeth, a sword slammed into the beads, and the black beads exploded without any suspense.
Like firecrackers! Yep? firecracker? It is impossible to have such a small power.
Zhong Li felt a trace of surprise, this black bead must have problems, and quickly pulled back. However, it is too late.
A large expanse of cyan mist appeared, and then the clock was shrouded!
For a moment, the clock is like entering hell, and there is something in the mind that blasts, and the soul is shaking slightly.
His skin began to appear in a cyan appearance, and the blood of the seven scorpions has rolled down!
"To die for Laozi!" Zhong Li was angry, and the murderousness of Haotian appeared on him. Why do these people like to poison? Forcibly resist the discomfort in the heart, and inject the grayish spirit in the soul into the dragon sword.
For a moment, the dragon sword sword body emits a pale light, turned into a peerless murderer, and began to emit amazing killings.
Meaning, inspiration!
The clock is separated from the sword, the two swords appear, and a black sword is separated from the dragon sword. The same is full of murderousness, the same inspiration!
Two swords, go to the man!
The man was shocked and thought that he didn't want to pull back. Suddenly his figure was stagnant and paused, and the two giant swords were also smashed on him!
The body of the man is not smashed like a fat man, but intact, and there is no place for damage.
But the vitality in his eyes is slowly disappearing, replaced by a piece of gray, and unbelievable.
Then a knife-shaped energy smashed out over the top of the man's head, and his body slowly fell down, squatting on the bluestone slab, splashing a large amount of dust.
When the clock was in anger, the knife-shaped energy in the body was shot out, and then the body of the man was pierced with lightning speed, and his soul was smashed!
The gray spirit is to shatter all the organs and tissues in the body of the man! This is the terrible thing about the two swords!
The clock wiped the sweat from the forehead, biting his teeth, and heading for the pig head that was flattened by his own.
This person can't leave him.