Chapter 55: Love-Desire

"Go, my little darlings, enjoy your delicious meal. [(八〔(一中文?＜[8}1?Z?W.COM
There is a wicked smile on the face of the worship, and the cold color in the eyes is a masterpiece , Shook abruptly, and the ghosts of many female ghosts in the black banner suddenly whizzed out and went straight to the convoy.
"Help, monster!"
"Ghost, run, some of them know how to behave."
"Shang Xian forgive me, Shang Xian forgive me, I definitely didn't mean to offend.",
But no matter how they behaved, when they were pounced on by female ghosts, their faces were suddenly distorted, wailing and rolling, and they looked unhappy.
"Uncle Xuanzhen, let's take action. This person knows that he is an evil monk at a glance, and we people in the right way must not stand idly by!" The young man who had spoken before, breathed fire in his eyes, said eagerly.
Wang Ziyang stood aside, and heard that the corner of his mouth showed a bit of coldness, and said lightly: "I have only one purpose waiting for coming here today, which is to kill the little witch, Master Zhang Xu said carefully." The mind is calm and steady, there is no such thing as yesterday's anxious and unconscious appearance.
"The words of Junior Brother Ziyang are reasonable. You are not allowed to move. It is just the life and death of hundreds of mortals. How can you compare with the revenge plan of you and me? Stay here honestly for me. Kill this person to avenge these mortals. And you must remember that killing the witch alone can save countless people in the world. You must grasp which is lighter and heavier! The Xuanzhen person's face is cold, and he reprimands it.
"Hmph, a group of soft-hearted trash, if I had not spent a lot of effort in nurturing you since childhood, I would not bother to care about you! Hmph, when I killed the witch, I put the blame on these people and adopted you for so many years. It's also time for you to give back." The old man's eyes flashed sharply, and Wang Ziyang looked at each other, and then returned to normal.
"Collecting Yin and nourishing Yang! Li soul banner! Evil Taoist monk!" Xiao Chen's eyes were cold, every word was eaten, and a tyrannical murderous intent rolled madly in his heart.
But at this moment, there was someone who moved faster than him.
"A cultivator has a scum like you, take his life!" Li Xiaoyi's face flushed, his eyes flashed coldly, and his figure appeared in front of the convoy with a gleaming spiritual weapon in his hand and went straight to the big Worship falls.
"Cultivator!" The great worshiper was startled when he saw it, and his face was a little panicked. With a flash of black light on his body, he sacrificed a treasure like a gold silk handkerchief to protect him.
Bang!
With a loud noise, the spirit tool in Li Xiaoyi's hand was obviously not of low quality. Judging from the aura that radiated out, it was probably a superb spirit tool. And the golden silk handkerchief sacrificed by the great worship was obviously worse than that. With a scream, the aura disappeared and fell directly to the ground.
Dazhuo burst into a cold sweat when he saw it. If the attack was combined with a three-point force, I'm afraid he would be dead now. There was a flash of black light on his body, and the person quickly backed away.
"Who is a fellow Taoist, there is no grievance between you and me, why do you strike a killer against you!"
"Hmph, for the sake of selfish desire to massacre mortals, since this kind of thing has been encountered by me, naturally I can't ignore it!" Li Xiaoyi's face was cold, and the spiritual weapon in his hand was thrown, and the aura turned into a strip of about five in length. Zhang, the footless dragon with horns on his head, shook his head and shook his head and ran straight for the big offering.
Transformation is one of the magical powers that can only be possessed by magic weapons. The magical weapon in Li Xiaoyi's hand is capable of transforming. Obviously, it is also a peak existence among the best spiritual weapons. It is afraid that it can be comparable to some low-level magic weapons.
At this moment, Li Xiaoyi made an angry shot, and his cultivation was unreserved. He actually reached the initial stage of foundation building. Coupled with a superb spirit weapon in his hand, even if his cultivation base is one or two levels higher than her, he is afraid that it will have the power to fight.
Seeing Li Xiaoyi's full effort at the moment of the great worship, his soul suddenly burst out and his face was shocked.
"Li Hunfan, burst!" In a critical moment, this person could be regarded as a cruel and decisive person. Without hesitation, he blew himself up with this kind of spiritual weapon.
Li Hun Fan, one of the most famous treasures of Ghost Dao, does not cherish the initial refining materials, but as the holder's cultivation base increases, and the soul in the banner increases, you can continue to add materials to upgrade. It is said that ten thousand years ago, a certain Demon Dao power actually cultivated a Lihunfan that was refined from the beginning of cultivation into a million Lihunban. It was extremely powerful and covered the sky with millions of spirits. No one can reach!
At this moment, although the Lihunfan that was enshrined was not a climate yet, it was extremely powerful when it exploded.
"Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!"
The grimacing faces shattered in their hideous faces and turned into pure yin qi, sweeping out.
The great worship refining spirit tool was destroyed, the divine consciousness was severely damaged, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth. But the fatal blow of Li Xiaoyi was also resisted by this self-destructive force.
"Friends of Daoist have something to say, why bother fighting me for a few mortals, as long as the friends of Daoist are open today, there will be good rewards." The Daoist looked pale, he was only at the seventh level of the Qi Refining Period. Even if there are a few stolen sect treasures on his body, but his strength is insufficient, he will be beheaded by Li Xiaoyi sooner or later. At this moment, he is naturally begging for mercy.
Li Xiaoyi's complexion was also slightly pale, and the powerful spirit blew himself up so powerful that it made his chest look a little dull.
"Stop talking nonsense, I will definitely kill you here today!"
After being evaded by this person twice in a row, Li Xiaoyi finally felt a little impatience in her heart. A few times more spiritual power was input into the spiritual tool in his hand, and a low roar sounded, and the spiritual tool instantly turned into A majestic and majestic Flood Dragon that grew more than ten feet tall, roared extremely spiritually, and opened its mouth to swallow it to the great offering.
"Even if I die, you will definitely have to pay a sufficient price!" The great worship was closed at this moment, a tyrannical color flashed in his eyes, and a pink ball was taken out of the storage bag in the backhand. "Others don't know your true face, can they still deceive me, since you want me to die, I will not let you end well."
A spiteful color flashed in his eyes, and the big offering was throwing the ball between his hands, and there was even more words in his mouth.
"Emotion-desire bead, give me a burst of bursts!"
Snapped!
As its voice fell, the pink round beads suddenly shattered and split, and the sweet aroma of red powder suddenly spread. After the pink scent appeared, most of them quickly entangled Li Xiaoyi, and some spread out and drifted into the crowd.
"Emotion-Destiny!" Li Xiaoyi's face changed drastically when he heard the words, and there was a bit of horror in his eyes, and he obviously knew something about this Emotion- Destiny.
The figure quickly backed away, playing Dao Dao Fa Jue in his hand, and a very inconspicuous jade pendant on his body shook for a while, releasing an orange mask to envelop him.
ps: seeking collection, seeking collection, seeking red ticket, seeking red ticket, ~~~~(>_&1t;)~~~~