The Second Immortal Road

The black monster approached Ximen Ruoxue, stretched out his black scale paws, pinched her neck, lifted her up and pulled her to the front, sniffed her scent gently, and the smile on the corner of her mouth became stronger.

"Yuan Yin is still here, very good, very good, this deity is very compassionate, let you taste the taste of bliss before you die!" The black monster stretched out a full-foot-long scarlet tongue and licked it on Simon Ruoxue's face.

Although Ximen Ruoxue is a fake baby monk, she has been practicing for more than a hundred years, but she has cleaned herself since she was a child, and she has rarely been close by a stranger. Now facing such a scene, she has been treated by a strangely ugly person. How can a monster be treated like this.

Ashamed and angry, Ximen Ruoxue tried his best to urge the little mana remaining in his body to destroy the soul to maintain his innocent body, but he did not expect that the black monster seemed to have expected it long ago, gently. After a shock, the last trace of mana in his body was shaken away.

"It's a fierce temper, but do you think a little trick can escape the eyes of the deity?" The black monster grinned, and then suddenly tore it. Simon Ruoxue's robe was instantly torn apart, leaving only a small bellyband, Chunguang The blockbuster was leaked.

"Ah!" Ximen Ruoxue exclaimed, unable to accept such a scene, and even fainted directly.

"Faint? It's interesting to be awake!" The black monster saw this accident, but then he smiled, spit out a pink mist from his mouth, and penetrated into Simon Ruoxue's nose and mouth: "It's even better if you add some means. interesting!"

The black monster shook his arm and awakened Simon Ruoxue. Regardless of Simon Ruoxue's defensive resistance, when he was about to proceed with the next move, his brows suddenly rose, staring at a clearing not far away, and shouted coldly: "Sneaky, get out of me!"

At the same time as the opening, the black monster slapped that side, and a black claw measuring five or six feet in size was formed in the air, and it was suddenly fished down. It was in a posture of shaking everything below.

And at this moment, a blue sword glow appeared in the empty silt under the claws, with a large swath of sharp sword energy, in the shape of a tornado, bursting towards the sky.

With a loud noise of "Boom!", the black devil's claws were easily torn apart by the blue tornado sword light, and then a cyan figure walked out slowly, with a grimace mask that looked like crying but not crying, and like smiling but not smiling. .

As soon as the mask man came out, Simon Ruoxue's silent eyes suddenly surged with hope, looking at the mask man with a trembling, she didn't expect the mask man to save her, she just wanted a chance to sever herself. , She would rather die than be tainted by a black monster.

"It is worthy of being a red wind lustful respect. Although there is only a fake baby's cultivation base, this induction method is really powerful!" Under the mask of grimace, a voice of neither male nor female came out, and the tone was calm and seemed quite calm. Calmly.

Perceiving that the masked person is just a fake baby’s cultivation base, the corners of the black monster’s mouth are slightly raised, and they don’t pay much attention to it. After hearing the masked person’s words, he suddenly sinks his face: "Who are you, why do you know the roots of this seat? foot!"

"Naturally I listened to others!" The masked man slightly arched his hands and replied casually.

"Who are you listening to, who are you, hiding your head and showing your tail, wearing a mask, do you have no face to see people?" The black monster's voice buzzed, and at the same time, the magical energy of its whole body continued to gush out, completely ready at any time. Hands-on posture.

The mask man grinned, and the mask on his face also tucked out a smile, and said helplessly: "Don't dare to show your face, naturally I heard those who said that you are just a fake, afraid of killing you. , Your true body is here to find the trouble with you. Now you don't have enough means to deal with your true body!"

"Hahaha, you little cultivator of the lower realm, you really have the courage of the bear heart and leopard, knowing the origin of this seat, dare to be so big, want to kill the deity, it is really ridiculous, your words really are my revival For more than a hundred years, I have heard the funniest joke!" The black monster smiled when he heard Han Ming's words. Then his face was full of sorrow, and his grin was full of fangs and smiled: "The deity wants to see. What means do you have to say that you want to kill this seat, but also to get the person behind you out, and to torture it well why it knows the roots of this seat!"

After speaking, the black monster gently raised his hand, throwing aside Simon Ruoxue, who was imprisoned by his whole body and body, and stepped forward suddenly. Two black claws grabbed the masked man.

"Not long after the advanced fake baby, there is a shortage of one to practice hand, just take you!" The masked man chuckled lightly, lightly swiped the blue long sword in his hand, and once again swayed the sky full of sword energy and slashed towards the black claws.

The blue sword aura and black devil claws froze in mid-air, with a strong demon aura on one side and pure spiritual power on the other. The two diametrically opposed spiritual powers collided violently, but they were evenly matched. Neither side has the upper hand.

Looking at the demon claws and sword aura that were in the air, the masked man casually took a bit of his hand, and the huge sword aura exploded in an instant, turning into thousands of tiny sharp edges, piercing the two demon claws to pieces. There was no depressive momentum, and it turned into strands of magical energy and disappeared.

"Your Excellency, hurry up and use the means, otherwise there will be no chance!" The mask man shrugged, and then added: "I just secretly saw that your two discs are very powerful. Use them quickly, otherwise there will be no chance, and the beauty is still there. Waiting aside, you don’t want to finish it sooner!"

Simon Ruoxue on one side heard the masked man's words, and his heart sank slightly. The trace of luck that was saved by the masked man disappeared completely. Even if the green-robed man defeated the monster, she would have escaped from the tiger’s mouth and entered the wolf’s den again. .

The black monster is okay, 80% will kill her after insulting her, but if the masked person catches her, she might be imprisoned as a furnace and cultivated day and night.

Simon Ruoxue is trying his best to imprison the whole body, trying to recover some of his mana before the two of them can decide the victory or defeat. It's hard to imagine.

But the pink gas in her body began to work, and her white cheeks slowly turned red, and her mind was gradually lost, and the original impulse was infinitely amplified by the pink gas.

On the other side, the black monster looked at Han Ming up and down, and was not irritated, but sneered: "Only you? Not worthy of this seat's use of Wanhua's poisonous eye."

After finishing speaking, the black monster retreated back and instantly turned into a faint demon energy, which was invisible to the naked eye, nor could its spiritual power be detected, just as it disappeared after being attacked by the Hezong trio with the Three Buddha Talisman. Same.

The black monster disappeared, but the masked man was not in a hurry. Without even letting go of the shield, he slowly put the aqua-blue sword in his hand into the storage bag with his hands behind his back and scanned the surroundings. The enemy didn’t move me. An immobile posture.

The place fell into calm for a short time, except for the groaning of Ximen Ruoxue not far away due to the erosion of the pink mist and the bubbles that popped up from time to time in the swamp, there was no other sound.

After ten or so breaths, a faint sound rang five or six feet behind the masked man, and was caught by the masked man in an instant. He turned his head, without even thinking about it, a sharp and unusual sword aura formed in an instant, towards that Cut across the edge.

But the sword energy slashed into the empty space, there was nothing there, and in front of the masked man, a faint black magic shadow appeared in an instant, and he gently probed his claws and drew it down at the masked man’s abdomen. It was the method used to kill Linghu, the first cultivator under Yuanying.

The black monster felt that he had some cupped bow and snake shadows, and was affected by the calmness of this kid. He thought it had a lot to do with the three Tailun sons. It might even be the disciple of the three Tailun sons, but he didn't expect it to be just a paper tiger.

The black monster is very confident. With the strength of his saint race's flesh, it is so close to the frail human race cultivator of the same rank, that it is definitely more than 90% sure to kill the opponent!

I was planning to take out the golden core of the masked man with a paw, but the black monster was stunned. Its paw seemed to hit some extremely hard magic weapon. It didn't penetrate the past, but was shocked.

At the same time, the black monster saw the masked man turning his head, and the faintly glowing cyan pupils under the mask were full of sarcasm.

"Just waiting for you to get closer!" The masked man chuckled, and two scaly arms sprang out from under his ribs.

The four golden arms grabbed the four arms of the black monster like lightning, like an indestructible treasure, no matter how hard the black monster struggled to escape.

When the four golden arms used force at the same time, the mask man slammed, giving the black monster no room to react at all, and easily tore it into five pieces, and the black magic blood poured down from the sky, just like the black monster before. Shred Linghu's posture.

In an emergency, the black monster screamed: "Blast!", the remaining half of the black monster rose and shrank, and instantly burst into a large circle of black halo, directly covering the masked person in it.

The black halo raged for a long time, covering the surrounding hundreds of feet in it. The bodies of the fake alchemy and Hezong monks were all shattered and torn apart. A large pit was also blasted out of the swamp. The surrounding liquid was black. The mud cannot be filled in a short time.

A golden figure slowly walked out of the black halo. Except for the neat blue robe, all over her body was dilapidated, but there was no more damage. The golden body was terrifyingly strong.

With a light wave of his hand, the surrounding magic blood was easily swept away~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The mask man looked at a piece of black smoke not far away, and grinned slightly: "It is worthy of being a demon, this can escape. Divine soul, admire and admire it!"

The body of the black monster was destroyed, and now there was only a group of indeterminate spirits left, suspended forty to fifty feet away from Han Ming, but did not immediately escape.

"Who are you, how could your physical body be so powerful!" The spirit of the black monster shook slightly, and there was such a mental fluctuation.

"If you really want to know, you might as well take it with your hands. Before you completely die, I will tell you!" The masked man smiled and raised his foot towards the spirit of the black monster.

"You really thought that you would eat the deity, you are looking for death!" The black monster screamed, two small discs were sacrificed by him, and after gritting his teeth, a small half of the soul evolved into another monster and melted into it. piece.

The small disc slowly lifted into the air, trembling suddenly, and turned into an eye again, the eyelids trembled slightly, seeming to be able to open at any time, it was the Wanhua poison that killed and killed many monks of Hezong in the previous instant. Eye. I want to chat with more like-minded people about "The Second World of Immortals", WeChat pays attention to "Excellent Reading Literature", chats about life, and finds friends~