Chapter 179: Tang Ruo and Qin Mofeng's true strength!

"Haha...hahaha..." Qin Mofeng laughed in the sky, and his voice was disdainful and despised: "You have a big tone in this woman, even if I only have 60% of the soul, killing you is more than enough!"
"That's a try!" Tang Ruo gently floated, his hands smashed, and a mad thunder smashed toward the Qin ink wind is a mammoth.
Taking this opportunity, Zheng Hao people quickly fled the top of the mountain of Bailu with the three brothers of Tianjiang City.
Qin Mofeng's black robes waved, and the mad thunder was only a few dozen sounds and turned into a star of lightning, all dissipated.
At this time, Qin Mofeng had time to chase down the Li Jiasan brothers, but he did not.
He looked at Tang Ruo with a cold eye, and his mouth passed a cruel banter: "With your strength, dare to speak up? Let's die!"
Qin Mofeng's black robes danced, and the whole person turned into a black light, rotating around Tang Ruo, turning into a black aperture outside Tang Ruo.
Tang Ruo closed his eyes, but the beauty of his face was sweating, but there was no fear.
call out! The aperture incarnation became the shadow of six Qin ink winds. From the six sides, Tang Ruo simply did not have the space and time to escape. No matter which Qin Mofeng shadow's claw touches Tang Ruo, Tang Ruo has only one dead road!
Just as Qin Mofeng looked at Tang Ruozhi with the look of poor pity, Tang Ruo suddenly opened his eyes and shouted: "Broken!"
In an instant, Tang Ruo suddenly had his wings, and his body was surrounded by a golden soft feather. The six-way attack of Qin Mofeng was blocked by golden feathers and turned into useless work!
brush! The two wings behind Tang Ruo slammed open, and the Qin Mofeng was shot dozens of meters away.
Qin Mofeng was surprised to see Tang Ruo, who was covered in feathers. The horrified eyes slowly turned into interest: "It turns out that you are a half demon."
Tang Ruo, a golden feather, is like a beautiful canary, watching Qin Mofeng coldly and proudly: "You are not?"
"Haha, hahaha..." Qin Mofeng's pair of pupils became blue, and the eyes were as deep as the blue of the sea!
Hee... A piece of black scales emerged from Qin Mofeng and covered his body all the time.
The black robes on Qin Mofeng's body were broken by scales and turned into pieces of rags flying in the air: "Come on, let me see if the strength of the descendants of the Golden Weaving Birds is strong in our black-skinned descendants!"
No more words, a black and a golden light collided in the air, the glare of the light and the strong soul fluctuations turned the top of the Bailu Mountain into a ruin.
The corpses on the ground were smashed and mixed with the turned soil, blending into one another, regardless of each other.
Perhaps this is also the best destination for these people after their death.
A black shadow hides in a dark corner in the distance, looking at the strong confrontation between the two men. A pair of triangular eyes are full of treacherous and vicious light: "The original daughter of Yanhaige’s Yan Hanruo is a half demon. Then, the little daughter who was injured in Tianjiang City is also a half demon, my big brother... haha! No wonder Grandpa wants to match them both, very good, very good!"
Li Yuanhui, who had been missing for a long time, quietly left the top of Bailu and once again fell into the darkness.
Dozens of elders and disciples in Luofeng Valley quickly walked back with the Tianjiacheng Lijia three brothers. After a day and night, they just walked out of the waterfall and came to the entrance of the other side of the illusion, a purple woman. With more than 30 Zijingmen female disciples stopped their way.
Everyone has a glimpse of it, this time it’s troublesome.
Zheng Hao walked out to the front of the team, hoarsely whispered: "Liu Xuefei, what do you want to do?"
Liu Xuefei still has a menopausal face that is the same as her master. Even the tone is exactly the same: "Since the windy valley and Tianjiang City have turned our faces, I have no reason to let you go at this time! My Master said, I would rather kill a wrong party that colludes with a thousand, and can't let go of one!"
Everyone in the windy valley is chilling, and the old woman who is too on the door is too vicious!
Liu Xuefei and the more than 30 disciples who can escape from the sniper battles of the three major magic gates are enough to explain their strength.
What Zheng Hao is very puzzled is why the elders sent by Shen Nanfeng are only some side-by-side, and those elders who are powerful, such as Li Yuanchong’s master Ma, are none!
Even if it is cheap to play the autumn wind, it is only because of the strength of the autumn wind that others are playing!
Liu Xuefei no longer talks with Zheng Hao nonsense, his arm waved: "Up! Kill them!"
More than 30 Zijingmen disciples have summoned the green-level spirits and souls with the soul chain. One by one, the birds are swaying with long swords, and a green sword-shaped soul force flies to Zheng Hao and other people in the valley.
"Working with these monks!" Those of the elders in Luofeng Valley are a bit of a younger level, and these green-level spirits are in front of themselves, and they are absolutely intolerable.
If their strength is strong, then there is nothing to say, but it is like Laozi was bullied by the kid, their old face is really unbearable.
"Looking for death!" Liu Xuefei's eyebrows were upside down, and a sword slammed out. The green-level sword-shaped soul force instantly became a giant sword-bearing man about three meters tall. In an instant, the three elders in the front of the valley fell into two pieces from the chest and abdomen!
These three elders are really extremely embarrassed, originally thought that their own level of strength does not need to blast the soul chain to hurt the opponent, but I did not expect a face to be killed by Liu Xuefei, even the other side of a hair is not hurt!
Without the obstruction of the three elders, those green-level spirits rushed into the crowds of the Valley of the Winds, and slammed them.
The combat effectiveness of the people in the Valley of the Winds is really sad. In less than a minute, they have suffered heavy casualties. Only Zheng Hao and Yue Mingming who stayed in the last place are safe and sound.
However, the killing of these evil women is only a matter of a minute or two.
Zheng Hao looked at the body of his good friend Yang Chao, and the three unconscious Tianjiang City brothers, full face: "Reassured, I will be desperate! To hurt you, I have to step on my body!"
Although Zheng Hao is now only a yellow level, but he is not afraid of death, not afraid of the soul flying and can not be reborn, the self-destructing soul chain is his last choice.
"Ah!" At this moment, from the distance, the screams of more than 30 female disciples of Ziqiongmen suddenly came from the distance, and those souls who chased down the valley of the wind disappeared into a group of air.
Everyone in the downwind valley subconsciously looked into the distance. The more than 30 women all fell painfully on the ground. A clear blood hole in the same part of the chest was slamming out of the blood.
Death can't die, and life can't live. This kind of pain makes them not as good as death.
These people didn't know what was going on, but Liu Xuefei looked at it.
It was just a black shadow, but the speed was not fast, but he was not afraid of the attacks of these people. While they attacked the shadows, the shadows used the daggers to pierce the blood holes in their chests.
Even his own full blow hit the black shadow, it is only like playing on the extremely hard metal, just a little bit of the blue color of the soul, there is no other role.
Liu Xuefei's heart is like falling into the bottom of a thousand feet. If the black shadow kills himself, he only has to dodge.
What is even more frightening is that Liu Xuefei did not realize that there was any living atmosphere in this black shadow. Only after he started to move, could he find out.
If his cultivation is higher, the speed will be faster, and he will probably have no chance to dodge!
"Who is this shadow? Or, who is this summoning soul?" Liu Xuefei wanted to break his head and didn't think of the origin of this shadow until Ling Xiao and Ding Xiaomo appeared in front of her.
"You psychopathic women, the feeling of killing is very good? Do you know how to be killed?" Ling Xiaoyan looked at Liu Xuefei with no expression: "The poison powder that I painted on the dagger Hearing this name, you should know what kind of pain your sisters are suffering now."
Liu Xuefei had already had a lot of expression on her face, and she had a trace of anger and horror, which made her a pretty delicate face become awkward: "Ling Wei, I am not dying!"