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Zhang Xiaojian's face was cold, and a red bead was suddenly suspended on the top of her head, and a dark dragon was looming in the bead.

"Fight." With a word in Zhang Xiaojian's mouth, the red bead instantly sends out countless electric arcs. The red face that just broke through the last line of defense has disappeared in the arc.

When the red ghost face is hit by the electric arc, if Qing's body shakes, a trace of blood even flows out of the corner of his mouth.

Zhang Xiaojian's face was cold, and a red light hit the red practice bead. The electric light of the red practice bead flickered in an instant, and the crackling sound of the arc became a piece.

Ruoqing saw this situation, her face suddenly became a little pale, and then a wave, the two red faces disappeared in an instant, the next second, the grimace had been suspended in front of ruoqing.

If Qing sees the red practice bead, her face suddenly changes. She knows that Zhang Xiaojian has this thing, but it seems that now this thing must be more powerful than before.

There is no time to be in charge of the flying cloud cone on the top of her head. If Qing Qing says something in her mouth, all of a sudden all the ghost faces come back to her and wrap her whole person in it.

Zhang Xiaojian dare not neglect, a wave, flying cloud cone back to his hand, the next second has disappeared.

See if fine whole body is wrapped by black fog, Zhang Xiaojian also dare not neglect, the aura on the finger keeps beating on the red practice bead.

Time is not long, red training beads inside suddenly jumped out of a foot long dragon, whole body black, shaking his head, light looking at Zhang Xiaojian.

With the last red light on its body, the red light of Mo Long's body flashed, and it had become more than ten feet in size, shaking its head and tail in the air.

With the appearance of Mo long in the sky, the starry sky suddenly turned into dark clouds, faintly heard bursts of thunder.

Ruoqing in the distance was in the black fog at this time, and his face was slightly pale. Suddenly he bit the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of blood essence spurted out and hit on the black fog. In an instant, the black fog turned into a blood mist, and the gloomy woman's cry could be heard from inside.

As another mouthful of blood essence hit the two red faces, the ghost faces instantly turned into a blood mist, and gradually changed into a long sword. Vaguely, you can see the figures shaking inside, and you can see the gloomy cold.

"Fight." Zhang Xiaojian's word just came out, and suddenly the whole body of Mo long in the sky was shining, and the thick and thin electric arc of fingers suddenly fell down between the dark clouds, all beating on the blood mist surrounding ruoqing.

The blood fog is beaten by the electric arc, dissipates, condenses, dissipates and condenses again.

Ruoqing looked at the situation outside, a smile appeared in the corner of his mouth, and he was still chanting words. The light of various colors in his hands kept beating on the newly formed sword.

Zhang Xiaojian was surprised to see that Mo Long's arc could not completely eliminate the red fog.

With a wave of the hand, a red mass of light emerged from the ring and emerged in the air.

The light group pauses in the air, faintly makes the sound of Weng buzzing, as if there are countless flying insects fluttering their wings.

Zhang Xiaojian bit the middle finger with her teeth, and then a drop of blood appeared in the air. The next second, the blood turned into a blood mist, which directly wrapped up the red light, and then disappeared completely.

The light group suddenly changed, and Weng Ming's voice rose and turned into a red cloud, like the blood mist of Ruo Qing.

Ruoqing's face changed greatly when ruoqing saw the insect cloud flying by, and he quickly spat out a mouthful of blood. His sword suddenly turned into innumerable swords and flew out of the red fog, making the surrounding martial arts impenetrable.

Black ridge red armor and sword awn are intertwined together, and they can't be separated.

Mo Long's arc in the air is getting weaker and weaker. It seems that this guy is at the end of his tether.

Zhang Xiaojian quickly broke down a section of the ghost wood, instantly turned into a powder, directly wrapped the Mo long.

Mo Long's spirit suddenly burst into a burst of spirit, as if playing doping, the arc suddenly thickened, almost as thick as an arm, and hit down from the air.

At the same time, Zhang Xiaojian said something, the earth spirit fire also appeared in her hand, a light hit on it, a Firebird flew out of it, shaking its head and tail like a blood mist, gushing countless hot flames from her mouth, wrapping the red fog in it.

Under the attack of fire and arc, the red fog wrapped around ruoqing's body suddenly dispersed and revealed ruoqing himself.

Ruoqing's face is pale like a piece of white paper. Her eyes are red with blood. She looks at Zhang Xiaojian and smiles darkly. Then she waves her hand, and a red bottle suddenly appears in her hand.

Zhang Xiaojian saw the red bottle, and his facial muscles suddenly twitched for a moment, because he had already felt what was inside, which was the soul and soul of Changfu.

"What are you going to do?" Zhang Xiaojian yelled.

If Qing doesn't speak, she just opens the bottle cap and waves her hand. A wisp of green smoke comes out of the bottle and slowly turns into a figure. It's really Changfu.

Tang Yan, who watched with a telescope in the distance, was so frightened that she almost threw the telescope out of her hand.Zhang Xiaojian stretched out a little ink dragon in the air and quickly took him back.

Because if the arc of Mo long hurt Chang Fu's soul, it's not for fun.

Ruoqing looks at Zhang Xiaojian with a grim sneer. Then a mouthful of blood essence spurts on the soul of he Changfu. The wisp of smoke instantly condenses on ruoqing's clothes.

"If you want to clean me up, you'll die together." If sunny cold said.

Then, a mouth, a red bead out of the inside, dazzling.

Zhang Xiaojian didn't know what it was. For a while, she didn't know how to proceed.

If Qing did not stop, gently point a bead in front of the next, beads instantly turned into a black fog, and then turned into a beautiful woman. However, the height of five or six meters, hands long nails, sharp as a knife.

The woman looks very familiar, Zhang Xiaojian suddenly remembered that this is not the mayor's daughter.

"Among those who died, she was the most resentful and suitable for me." If fine ha ha smile, a word to the mouth, the woman next second, has arrived in front of Zhang Xiaojian.

Ten fingers like a knife, directly like Zhang Xiaojian's head caught down.

Although Zhang Xiaojian felt strange, she didn't care. The ink shield was thrown out directly. With a touch, Zhang Xiaojian felt her body for a while, and the whole person stepped back more than ten steps. Then she stood firm. Her chest felt uncomfortable, and a mouthful of blood had already gushed into her throat. Almost spit it out.

Son of a bitch, so fierce, Zhang Xiaojian looked at this beautiful woman and scolded.