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Chapter 45 General Kong Niao, Difficult to Guard (44)
Chapter 45 General Kong Niao, Difficult to Guard (44)
With the addition of Mo Xiaoyao, the situation in the field changed immediately.It's not because someone followed the "opposite sex attracts" adrenaline surge, but because Mo Xiaoyao raised his hand and used several protective barriers as a hood, protecting him from head to wings.
After five years of precipitation, Mo Xiaoyao came up with several ways to strengthen the protective barrier. Even if the sky thunder strikes at this time, Mo Xiaoyao's protective shield can withstand one or two.
What's more, neither the wind girl nor the bat is better than the speed, and the blade of the scimitar can't compare with Tianlei. Kong Lingyu doesn't have to worry about defense, he only needs to catch up with the enemy and slash, so he is naturally more brave.
The one who was beaten up by the crowd just now is like a bereaved dog. With Kong's monstrous temperament, if he doesn't chase them and make them look ugly at this time, then he must be sick.
Sitting on a piece of yellow sand, Mo Xiaoyao couldn't help sighing when he saw the majestic appearance of Kong Lingyu chasing the three of them running alone in the sky—how could this vengeful temperament look like the blood of the Phoenix?It's obviously the blood of the Dragon Clan!
Compared with Fengnv and bats, the scimitar is obviously more bloody. From time to time, the two short knives intersect with the weapons formed by Kong Lingyu's flames, making tinkling sounds. Luanhuo fought against each other, but his physical body was much more fragile, and blood was constantly falling from the sky, staining the hot sand, making a "chichi" sound.
The one-sidedness above gradually made Mo Xiaoyao lose interest. Instead, the fragments in the dream of the three of them trapped by her dream-inducing technique were a bit interesting.
Suddenly, as if she had thought of something, a smirk appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she took out a dusty ball from the cloth bag she had been carrying behind her back.
Under the sunlight, the ball suddenly churned with clouds and mist, and then a little blackness gradually expanded. From a distance, it looked like Mo Xiaoyao was holding someone's eyeball in his hand.
"Let's try this madman to create the Ten Thousand Realms Realm!" Mo Xiaoyao chuckled. The eyeball in her hand can not only record real scenes like a video recorder, but can also record dreams.
With a sound of "Bang!", Mo Xiaoyao heard the sound and looked over, and the "eyeball" in his hand also "looked" along with the trend, and saw the scimitar lying in the yellow sand with a slumped face, red all over his body. Drenched in blood, Kong Lingyu's two arms had been chopped off by the roots.
"If you want to grow it again... it will take hundreds of years..." Mo Xiaoyao commented with the eyes of a demon clan.Immediately afterwards, she uttered the incantation, and a layer of blood red appeared around the machete, and he was surrounded by blood cells formed from the blood he originally bleed.
"That way you can't die. It's not a violation of Dad's instructions."
Mo Xiaoyao finished babbling, and sure enough, she heard two "bang bang" sounds in the distance. Turning her head to look, Feng Nu and Bat were lying or fainting in the desert with miserable faces. among.Similarly, the limbs of these two people were also disabled.
Mo Xiaoyao repeated his usual tricks and surrounded the two people with their own blood. In this way, when their rescue came, at least their lives would not be lost.
Mo Xiaoyao nodded in satisfaction at her act of helping others.Kong Lingyu came to the back of Mo Xiaoyao with a clean body, and naturally saw her actions of "saving the dying and healing the wounded", and agreed very much: "I also think it will be easier for them to die."
"Hush!" Mo Xiaoyao hurriedly turned his head and made a gesture of silence, then pointed to the eyeball that was recording everything, and then his eyes suddenly lit up and looked at the blue and purple mist in front of him.
Bow again, thank you for the recommendation ticket of the eagle climbing the tree
Today is the Double Ninth Festival, have you climbed high and looked far away, and planted dogwood everywhere?
(End of this chapter)
With the addition of Mo Xiaoyao, the situation in the field changed immediately.It's not because someone followed the "opposite sex attracts" adrenaline surge, but because Mo Xiaoyao raised his hand and used several protective barriers as a hood, protecting him from head to wings.
After five years of precipitation, Mo Xiaoyao came up with several ways to strengthen the protective barrier. Even if the sky thunder strikes at this time, Mo Xiaoyao's protective shield can withstand one or two.
What's more, neither the wind girl nor the bat is better than the speed, and the blade of the scimitar can't compare with Tianlei. Kong Lingyu doesn't have to worry about defense, he only needs to catch up with the enemy and slash, so he is naturally more brave.
The one who was beaten up by the crowd just now is like a bereaved dog. With Kong's monstrous temperament, if he doesn't chase them and make them look ugly at this time, then he must be sick.
Sitting on a piece of yellow sand, Mo Xiaoyao couldn't help sighing when he saw the majestic appearance of Kong Lingyu chasing the three of them running alone in the sky—how could this vengeful temperament look like the blood of the Phoenix?It's obviously the blood of the Dragon Clan!
Compared with Fengnv and bats, the scimitar is obviously more bloody. From time to time, the two short knives intersect with the weapons formed by Kong Lingyu's flames, making tinkling sounds. Luanhuo fought against each other, but his physical body was much more fragile, and blood was constantly falling from the sky, staining the hot sand, making a "chichi" sound.
The one-sidedness above gradually made Mo Xiaoyao lose interest. Instead, the fragments in the dream of the three of them trapped by her dream-inducing technique were a bit interesting.
Suddenly, as if she had thought of something, a smirk appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she took out a dusty ball from the cloth bag she had been carrying behind her back.
Under the sunlight, the ball suddenly churned with clouds and mist, and then a little blackness gradually expanded. From a distance, it looked like Mo Xiaoyao was holding someone's eyeball in his hand.
"Let's try this madman to create the Ten Thousand Realms Realm!" Mo Xiaoyao chuckled. The eyeball in her hand can not only record real scenes like a video recorder, but can also record dreams.
With a sound of "Bang!", Mo Xiaoyao heard the sound and looked over, and the "eyeball" in his hand also "looked" along with the trend, and saw the scimitar lying in the yellow sand with a slumped face, red all over his body. Drenched in blood, Kong Lingyu's two arms had been chopped off by the roots.
"If you want to grow it again... it will take hundreds of years..." Mo Xiaoyao commented with the eyes of a demon clan.Immediately afterwards, she uttered the incantation, and a layer of blood red appeared around the machete, and he was surrounded by blood cells formed from the blood he originally bleed.
"That way you can't die. It's not a violation of Dad's instructions."
Mo Xiaoyao finished babbling, and sure enough, she heard two "bang bang" sounds in the distance. Turning her head to look, Feng Nu and Bat were lying or fainting in the desert with miserable faces. among.Similarly, the limbs of these two people were also disabled.
Mo Xiaoyao repeated his usual tricks and surrounded the two people with their own blood. In this way, when their rescue came, at least their lives would not be lost.
Mo Xiaoyao nodded in satisfaction at her act of helping others.Kong Lingyu came to the back of Mo Xiaoyao with a clean body, and naturally saw her actions of "saving the dying and healing the wounded", and agreed very much: "I also think it will be easier for them to die."
"Hush!" Mo Xiaoyao hurriedly turned his head and made a gesture of silence, then pointed to the eyeball that was recording everything, and then his eyes suddenly lit up and looked at the blue and purple mist in front of him.
Bow again, thank you for the recommendation ticket of the eagle climbing the tree
Today is the Double Ninth Festival, have you climbed high and looked far away, and planted dogwood everywhere?
(End of this chapter)
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