Chapter 578

Sakura gauze glanced at the dying Yan devil Zhenjun below, and then grabbed the silver bottle and quickly landed on the ground.

The only way that luoyingsha could think of at this time was to devour the demon Xiu and restore her state as much as possible.

Although the magician in the void is powerful, it is incomparable with the falling cherry yarn in its heyday.

Sakura gauze looked at Yanmo Zhenjun indifferently. Her slender hands were claws and grabbed at Yanmo Zhenjun's tianlinggai.

"You dare." Yan devil Zhenjun roared.

But the falling cherry yarn turned a deaf ear, and with one claw, she directly penetrated the Yan devil's true king's sky Linggai.

The Yan devil Zhenjun shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye, but in a few seconds, he became a pile of dead bones, which disappeared after the raging wind.

As for the yuan God of Yan devil Zhenjun, he was completely swallowed by the falling cherry yarn.

The human soul and vitality of the divine friar are as majestic as the sea. The falling cherry yarn has never been so relaxed since the dark magic star.

The injury on the body completely recovered, and the easy face gradually turned into its original face driven by the rising quiet Qi.

Only beauty is not enough to describe the appearance of Cherry Blossom yarn. If there are any defects in that appearance, there is only white beyond the limit.

White without a trace of blood color, which may be the biggest evidence to distinguish whether the cherry blossom yarn is not human.

Excluding this point, luoyingsha is a fairy who has fallen into the world.

The word ghost has nothing to do with her.

Swallowing the complete human soul of a god turning friar, luoyingsha still did not return to its heyday.

But compared with the state in the dark magic star, it is much stronger, and can almost reach the appearance of the middle and late stage of God transformation.

"Silver vase, stand away. My sister is going to help. The battle below will be fierce. Don't touch you." the empty and melodious voice of the falling cherry yarn sounded.

Silver vase stared at the cherry blossom gauze, and suddenly became strange. It was different, completely different.

"Oh." the silver bottle subconsciously answered and ran away with a worried look.

In the void, Li Daochong's violent impact continued, and his body was wrapped in blue and gold electric flowers, making a crackling sound.

Wen Muyan seems motionless. In fact, every impact of Li Daochong will have a great impact on him.

The power of Yang Lei is the bane of all ghosts and demons, and the human demon cultivation is no exception.

On cultivation, Wen Muyan is far above Li Daochong, but the latter's attack can still cause great damage to the former.

It could even be fatal.

Wen Muyan didn't dare to be careless, so he was always careful to defend. As long as he didn't let Li Dao's weakness in the impact and Lei Li invade his body, he could be invincible.

Li Daochong is different. Every impact will consume a lot of Yuan forces, which are the energy released by burning Yuan Ying.

Under the seemingly crazy appearance, Li Daochong did not lose his reason. Now he has to do it.

Because Li Daochong couldn't think of a better way to deal with the demon cultivation in the virtual world.

The last card on Li Daochong's body is the level 17 ice rune. The reason why he hasn't taken it out is because Li Daochong knows that even the level 17 ice Rune may not cause fatal damage to this demon cultivation.

So Li Daochong is waiting for the most appropriate time, a time when the other party is careless.

Only when you are unprepared can you maximize the damage of level 17 ice rune. If you can't achieve this effect, you might as well not use it.

With the passage of time, Li Daochong's mood became a little anxious. Burning Yuanying did great harm to himself.

However, because of Li Daochong's profound heritage and the ancient history of the hot blood upgrade, it is not unbearable to burn some of the power of the yuan God.

It just burns endlessly. Even if Li Daochong is pregnant with a strange treasure, the oil will run out and the lamp will wither until he is disabled or even fall.

Li Daochong knew Yuanying in the sea. At the moment, half of his arm had been burned out, and the golden light was dim.

Li Daochong can only burn a whole arm at the maximum limit. Beyond this limit, Li Daochong will fall and even hurt the root.

Wen Muyan has been beaten passively. He is a little angry. Although he still has the absolute upper hand even if he is beaten passively, he is the side of defense after all.

Obviously, the mole ant in front of him is so small that Wen Muyan has no way. The power of Yang Lei on this guy makes Wen Muyan afraid. This is a natural fear.

Even though Wen Muyan was very angry, he didn't dare to attack rashly, because the other party's completely deadly playing method is likely to induce himself to do it in order to exchange injury for injury.

This is like a stray dog. An adult man can easily kill it, but do you dare to be bitten?

The power of Yang Lei is not much different from rabies to demon Xiu. If you don't pay attention to invading the body, it's difficult to get rid of it.

If you go deep into the yuan God, it is even fatal.

Wen Muyan, who has always been careful, had to suppress his anger and defend without leakage. He didn't fight back even if he found the other party's flaws. He wanted to ensure that he was safe.

Li Daochong was bounced off again, his eyes were horizontal, and the black ink in his hand made a buzzing sound.

On the 78th impact, Li Daochong was filled with strength.

The third move of Taixu sword technique.

"Tao gives birth to one, gives birth to two, gives birth to three, and gives birth to all things. Taixu's third sword gives birth to all things."

Li Daochong forcibly cast the third sword of Taixu. In fact, he can't use it with his current ability.

But now I can't care so much.

Taixu, with the power of Yang thunder, cut a gap in the void and turned it into a blade of space to shoot at wenmuyan.

"Cut the void? How is it possible." Wen Muyan was shocked.

A friar in the middle of Yuanying could understand the realm that friars who practice emptiness can understand.

It's not enough to kill Wen Muyan. There will be such demons in the world, but the fact is right in front of him. He has to believe it.

Wen Muyan's back was cold. He was frightened by a monk in the middle of Yuanying.

Wenmu's body shape changed instantly, and the blood of Warcraft was inspired unreservedly.

The gentle Confucian turned into a ferocious human demon God in an instant. His body was covered with scales, his mouth was deep in his fangs, and his body more than doubled.

With the magic sword in hand, Wen Muyan drank softly.

"Enchant forbidden days."

A round of black awn cut out.

Boom!

Cut open the empty Taixu sword and collide with the black sword.

The void burst.

The ground shook violently for hundreds of kilometers, like an earthquake.

If you look at Blizzard in the starry sky, you can clearly see a flash of brilliance in a certain area.

Like a giant meteor hitting a star, the clouds were scattered.

When she was ready to take her hand, she suddenly felt wrong. She turned around and shot at the silver bottle, holding the little girl tightly in her arms.

The shock wave of terror will disappear in a few seconds, but its destructive power is amazing.

Hundreds of kilometers of terrain has changed, and this mountain range has completely disappeared.

The thick clouds in the sky disappeared, and the storm snow disappeared.

For thousands of years, there has never been sunshine on Blizzard star, but at this moment, the sun is scattered all over the earth, there are no clouds, and the sky is white.

In the void, Wen Muyan, who turned into a demon God, suspended there without much change.

As for Li Daochong, there are still traces there.

More than ten kilometers away, Li Daochong lay in the ruins, his face covered with dust.

As expected, the third sword of Taixu hasn't reached the heat yet. Li Daochong smiled bitterly, tingling all over his body, and there was no breath in his body. Yuanying's left arm disappeared and became a one armed Yuanying.

Poof!

Li Daochong spewed out a mouthful of blood and water, and his consciousness gradually became blurred. He forced himself to stay awake with one breath.

Li Daochong looked at Wen Muyan in the distance, and the cold sound in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

This man must die.

Just as Li Daochong was about to burn Yuanying again, an empty and pleasant female voice suddenly came from his mind, but the voice was urgent and worried.

"No."

"Who? How could it be in my sea of knowledge?" Li Dao was stunned.

"Human beings have no time to explain. Don't burn your baby. You'll die. Absorb my aura and I'll help you recover." the fantasy girl said involuntarily.

Li Daochong's eyes suddenly flashed, "are you..."

"Human beings, come on."

"I know who you are. Why are you in my body? I don't know all the time."

"Human beings, this is not the time to chat. Suck my aura quickly."

"OK, then absorb a little." Li Daochong grinned.

In silence, Li Daochong's weak body gradually regained some strength.

"Why don't you suck? Suck again."

"No, smoking again will hurt you."

"No, I'm an elf. As long as I keep the essence, I won't die."

"I'm not fooled. Do you want to sacrifice yourself? No way. As long as I live, Li Daochong won't let anyone die for me."

"I'm not human."

Li Daochong didn't speak any more. He looked at the void and recovered a trace of vitality. It didn't help to defeat the demon cultivation in the sky.

Wen Muyan looked at Li Daochong lying in the ruins with a ferocious face and black smoke on his scales.

Just a moment ago, Wen Muyan had a sense of near death crisis.

"It hurts to hit me." Wen Muyan whispered, looking at his blackened palm.