Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 993
The sound of magic pierced through the ears, and the crying and laughing baby's voice was getting louder and louder, as if it wanted to pierce the sky, pierce the sky, and also stab the spikes into other people's brains.

In the cabin, Wei Xing hugged his head and groaned in pain, his frail soul flickered and disappeared at any moment.

He begged: "No, I don't want to die, you think of a way, quickly..."

A layer of cyan brilliance that resembled gentle water waves fell on his head, and the noisy magic sound was cut off. Unluckily, he collapsed to the ground, and saw the cyan brilliance turn into a thick light barrier, covering the whole ship. The Xuanzhou was enveloped.

He was astonished in his heart, this person's spiritual consciousness is so powerful, not only can he condense the spiritual consciousness whip, but he can also form such a thick light barrier, his cultivation base is only at the early stage of Yang Realm, how can he It feels stronger than the consciousness of late monks!
And the next moment, something that made Wei Xing even more horrified happened, Liu Qinghuan's aura began to rise steadily, and after a while, there were faint signs of breaking through to the combined state!
Liu Qinghuan used the technique of intimidation to forcibly "enhance" her self-cultivation, and then broke the second seal of the Qianqiu Samsara Pen.

A big wave surged in, and the profound ark jumped into the sky. The Dao Realm that was on the verge of being broken was re-stabilised, spreading to the entire maze river in a blink of an eye.

"Hee hee hee hee~"

The Heavenly Demon Resentful Infant laughed, turned over in the waves, and disappeared in the muddy river.

However, the Dao Realm of Reincarnation can't do anything to the opponent, but in the Dao Realm, Liu Qinghuan can know its every move, and with a stroke of the Qianqiu Reincarnation Brush in his hand, there will be a pen dripping with ink hanging high in the void.

With a flick of Liu Qinghuan's pen, the ink marks fell into the river like a sword's edge, and the water splashed suddenly, and the waves cleared the sky.

The Heavenly Demon Resentful Infant let out a "Wow", and was cut straight. He opened his mouth and sprayed thick black air like mud, and his figure spun around and disappeared again.

Liu Qinghuan's eyes turned, Qianqiu reincarnation wrote again.

The sky over the entire Maze River is like a piece of drawing paper that can be used at will, one after another ink smears fly out, not because the sword intent is better than the sword intent, chasing the demon resentful baby that day and cutting it down.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The river was turned upside down, the Heavenly Demon Resentful Infant was beaten and fled back and forth, and finally flew into a rage, raised his head and let out a shrill scream, black hair-like strands sprang out from his thin body, covering his head like a hair. Blast!

"Wow!" Seeing this scene, Wei Xing trembled: "It's disgusting, I hate hair the most..."

However, no one paid any attention to what he hated. It wasn't hair, but strands of resentment that contained deep resentment.

For a moment, black filaments danced wildly everywhere in the sky and underwater, making people feel scalp numb and shuddering at a glance.

Liu Qinghuan wrote a few more strokes in a row, but the cut ink fell into it, like a mud cow entering the sea, completely unable to stop the strands of resentment from pouring into the Xuanzhou from all directions. Fly wildly.

Endless resentment spread, as if the whole world had fallen into despair.

What you love will be changed beyond recognition.

What you insist on will also be destroyed.

There is no light, no hope.

Resentment will always make people feel injustice, injustice brings anxiety, and dreams are full of dreams in the restless sleep, and there is no place to find peace.

Liu Qinghuan felt awe-inspiring. This day, the demon gathered the grievances of the heaven and the earth and was born from nothingness. It can be said that it has neither past nor present and future. It has nothing to do with reincarnation, so the realm of reincarnation can't do anything to it.

Of course, the other party's soul attack couldn't hurt him at all, and they tried to pull him into the illusion of boundless resentment, but they all failed.

"Since this is the case, then there is only another method."

If there is anything that is designed to overcome all evil spirits, it is undoubtedly the Thunderbolt.

A lightning-fast long ruler suddenly appeared, and Liu Qinghuan raised his hand and waved forward, and a thick thunder burst out, and with a click, the strands of resentment that danced wildly were scattered into mist, before they could condense again. As soon as the bright white lightning flashed, all of them were annihilated.

Liu Qinghuan got Lei Meter from Xue Yi, and Xue Yi was the avatar of the former Mahayana monk Wangren Daoist, so what he brought out was second to none.

Blasts of white light exploded, this area seemed to be reduced to a pool of thunder, and the tyrannical and fierce thunder breath swept past, those traces of resentment were like shadows exposed to the scorching sun, forced to retreat steadily, and the sky filled the air. The black and blue mist also dispersed, revealing a gloomy sky.

Seeing this situation, the resentful infant screamed "Wow wow" angrily, shook his head, two sharp magic horns emerged from his forehead, and his short limbs began to swell as if he was blowing air. And burly.

He roared again and again, countless filaments entangled together, condensed into a spiral long fork as thick as an arm, the black flower bloomed, and waved it down!

"boom!"

There was an earth-shattering loud noise, and there seemed to be countless resentful souls crying angrily in the afterimages, the void was distorted by it, a hole was torn from the thunder pool, and thousands of lightning flashed wildly.

"Wow, the real body of the demon!" Wei Xing, who hid in the cabin and watched the excitement for a long time, said with emotion: "This is decent, a big-headed baby is too inferior. Hey, do you want to help, you can beat the opponent Do not?"

"Take care of yourself." Liu Qinghuan said without turning her head, the green light on her body flashed sharply, forming a thin layer of light armor on her body, and she flew up with a thunder meter in her hand.

"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

"Watch out for the fork in his hand!" Wei Xing chased after him and shouted: "Don't fight hard, I think your ruler is not as good as the opponent's prison... oh!"

Before he finished speaking, the two people outside had already fought together. On one side, there were lightning splashes, and on the other side, there were heavy shadows. They opened and closed, and the tyrannical force caused the profound boat, which was as stable as a mountain, to shake with the turbulent water. non-stop.

Although the thunder meter is a ruler, it is not a fragile thing. Liu Qinghuan used to use it to match her Immortal Body in the past when confronting people head-on.

But the Heavenly Demon is the Heavenly Demon, and this kind of monster was born by the luck of heaven and earth, and its power is much stronger than he imagined. After a few rounds, he felt his arm faintly numb, and the pressure was getting bigger and bigger.

Suddenly, there was an exclamation from behind, and Liu Qinghuan suddenly turned around, and saw that Hetu who had left halfway through his sentence had touched the edge of the Xuanzhou at some point, with two bone claws exposed from his black skirt, and was pulling out Pull the defensive mask he left behind!

Apparently, this person was ruthless, and after he failed to obtain the dead soul, he followed the boat secretly all the time. Seeing that Liu Qinghuan was fighting with the Heavenly Demon Resentful Infant, and couldn't get away, he ran out in an attempt to snatch the undead from the boat. fortunate!

(End of this chapter)