I really don't want to be a master

Chapter 136 Blood Light

All kinds of thoughts floated through Wang Bingying's mind, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. It turns out that the so-called morality is so vulnerable in the face of life and death.If she cooperates well with Mao Jindao, will it be a different result at this time?As long as the Painted Skin Ghost can be eliminated, everyone will not die in vain.Thinking of her various accusations against Mao Jindao, a trace of guilt quietly surfaced in her heart.

For Painted Skin Ghost, Maojin Dao is the biggest enemy it has ever encountered, and it can even be compared with the old monk who suppressed it back then.However, it also has self-confidence. If the Maojin Saber's formation is cracked, it must have no power to resist after being backlashed.So it temporarily dropped the Maojin knife that had collapsed on the ground, and prepared to enjoy the long-coveted virgin blood first.

Today is destined to be a hard day for Painted Skin Ghost. It grabbed Wang Bingying again and opened its mouth wide, but it ended up with another "click". With a sound of "click", Painted Skin Ghost took a bite. It made a human retching motion, stretched out its bloody paws and touched its mouth a few times, and took out a piece of yellow talisman paper that had been bitten to pieces.

How familiar is this scene!Wang Bingying was caught by Painted Skin Ghost for the first time, and when she was about to die, she was rescued by Mao Jindao with a death talisman. How could the situation at that time be any different from what it is now?But didn't Maojindao collapsed to the ground after being backlashed by the formation?Where does the spiritual power come from to save people?Painted Skin Ghost threw away the yellow spell in his hand, raised his head to the sky and let out a roar, its body changed, like a huge black tornado, it rolled straight towards Maojindao.

Mao Jindao was originally collapsed on the ground, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, but when Painted Skin Ghost got angry, he immediately got up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, turned around and ran away.He is agile and moves quickly, how can he look weak in the slightest?The huge tornado turned into a huge tornado and tsunami by Painted Skin Ghost was indestructible wherever it passed. The light box and seats were rolled into pieces by it, and the steel structure wall was twisted into twists.It chased Maojindao with a deafening whirring sound all the way like Mount Tai pressing down on the top.

Although the Maojin knife is fast enough, how can it be faster than the tornado?Painted Skin Ghost had already chased after him, and the gravel brought up by the tornado fell down with a crackling sound, causing him to stagger uncontrollably.Seeing that the tornado was about to roll Maojindao into it, at this critical moment Maojindao stopped and shouted with difficulty: "The blood shines!"

Mao Jindao kept vomiting blood, Huapigui thought it was the result of backlash from the formation, but now it seems that it is not the case at all.After he roared, the blood on the ground gathered together to form a long bloody dragon.This long blood-colored dragon soared into the sky, rose against the wind, and soon grew to be indistinguishable from the painted skin ghost's tornado.The huge blood-colored dragon stopped the black tornado at once, one black and one red were entangled together, and the sky collapsed like the end of the world.

Maojin was still coughing up blood in the mouth of the knife, he was like a dying person, his face was dark, and he was like an old man suffering from asthma, and it was extremely difficult to breathe.He forced himself to take two deep breaths, and slapped his palm on the top of his head. His face turned from black to red, and he returned to his human appearance. He looked at the blood-colored dragon and the black tornado fighting fiercely in mid-air, and there was a flash of fierceness in his eyes. shouted loudly: "Explode me!"

The blood-colored dragon hissed long and loudly, and the sound of the dragon's roar was earth-shattering. Its whole body emitted a red light, and it exploded with a "boom"!There seemed to be a moment of tranquility between the heaven and the earth. As the saying goes, the invisible sound of an elephant, the sound of the explosion was so loud that no one could even hear it.A moment later, there was a rumbling thunder, and blood rained all over the sky!The bloody dragon's self-explosion was so powerful that it could almost destroy the world!

Painted Skin Ghost didn't expect Mao Jindao to have a backhand in such a situation, and he didn't expect that the bloody dragon would shamelessly blow himself up!The two were too close together, and it was totally caught off guard, and the power of the explosion was probably absorbed by it.The blood-colored dragon is a trump card sacrificed by Mao Jindao burning his own blood. The price is unimaginable, and the power is naturally worth the price.Painted Skin Ghost was blown up, and immediately the entire shadow turned into pieces of black mist, and the black mist was then scattered by the shock wave of the explosion.

With one blow from the bloody dragon, it completely shattered the Painted Skin Ghost's body, causing its evil spirit to fly all over the sky.Painted Skin Ghost struggled desperately, and the black mist floating around seemed to be spiritual, and gradually gathered together.Mao Jindao blew up the blood-colored dragon, and his face, which had returned to normal, turned from red to black again, and finally became extremely pale.He couldn't help coughing up blood, the blood flowed all over his chest, and he couldn't stop it at all, but he still waved his hand forcefully, a spell flew out in response, and after a flash of golden light, Wang Bingying appeared on the scene in a daze middle.

Mao Jindao yelled: "Sha Huashi! Hurry up!"

Wang Bingying was already completely desperate, and even felt a little guilty about Maojindao at the critical moment, but a golden light flashed at the very moment, and she was teleported to the storage room full of rats in a blink of an eye.Looking at the inexplicably yellow talisman in her hand, her heart was instantly filled with gratitude, and her eyes filled with tears.

Mao Jindao has saved Wang Bingying once, but she is not only ungrateful, but also insulting Mao Jindao. Thinking of the heartlessness of what she said, I am afraid that no one will save her a second time. ?But Mao Jindao saved her once again, when she was almost beaten to death by Hua Skin Ghost at the end of her life.

Wang Bingying's impression of Mao Jindao changed instantly. In her eyes, Mao Jindao was no longer a cold-blooded and heartless person, but a real man who endured humiliation.Sometimes people are so strange, they can hate a person for no reason, and they can also like a person for no reason. It is difficult to change liking and disliking, but maybe an inadvertent thing can make a person's The impression changed completely.

The moment the bloody dragon exploded, Wang Bingying was so shocked that she almost fainted, but when she saw the Painted Skin Ghost was blown into countless pieces of black mist, she immediately realized that this was another opportunity created by Mao Jindao!She was just about to pick up the sahua stone and rush out of the storage room, but the golden talisman in her hand flashed, and she was already beside Mao Jindao.

Rapidly traveling through the space made Wang Bingying feel uncomfortable, dizzy and nearly vomit, but after hearing Mao Jindao's words, she resisted all the uncomfortable feeling and threw the Shahua Stone into the air with all her strength!Wang Bingying had never used so much strength in her life. The fear brought about by Painted Skin Ghost and the guilt for Maojindao made her unleash the full potential of her body.

The sandstone flew straight up to a height of more than 20 meters, then drew an arc and fell to the ground, but when it encountered a black mist, this small stone suddenly emitted a dazzling red light!The originally small blue stone suddenly swelled to the size of a millstone, and the whole body was blood red!This is the true face of sandstone, the blood-red dark stone is full of majesty.Faced with the evil origin of Painted Skin Ghost, Sha Huashi is like a gourmet encountering delicious food. It floats in the air like a shark that smells blood and swims in the sea.

Painted Skin Ghost's Yin Sha origin was trying to gather together, and seemed to want to reshape, but seeing the red sandstone, the Yin Sha origin scattered like a sparrow meeting a big cat. Come, want to escape.The red light emitted by the sandstone is like a streamer, waving back and forth in the air, and all the black mist that passes by is swept away by the streamer, leaving nothing behind.Every time it absorbs a bit of black mist, the red light emitted by the sandstone will become more intense, and the remaining black mist will be swallowed faster.

It won't be long before this goes on, and the source of Yin evil that Painted Skin Ghost has accumulated for thousands of years will be cheaper than sandstone, and its hard work for thousands of years will also be turned into quicksand water in one day.The black mist scattered in the sky all accelerated the speed of escape, but the red light emitted by the sandstone almost enveloped the entire sky, and the black mist could not escape at all.Mao Jindao planned and planned for a long time, and finally released the blood dragon at the cost of such a big price. How could the Painted Skin Ghost run away as soon as it said it would?

　Some students said that Wang Bingying's appearance was inexplicable, while others said she was annoying.Well, you are all gods. In order not to offend your food and clothing parents, I have to explain a few words.The role of Wang Bingying is very important. It's not that the protagonist wants to play with the soul after playing enough. Her appearance is the opportunity for the saint to be calculated.

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　　In short, my style has never changed from beginning to end, that is, everyone must die except the protagonist.The bigger the scene, the worse the death, if you don't believe it, please read on.

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