The sword in the high singer is still shining.

Pure and bright.

Like stars.

Black Jiao's body kept shaking.

Although the range was not very large, the deep pool under him was stirred up.

It seems that I don't know where to touch a chopstick.

Then, stir a pool of water with this chopstick.

Bursts of cold wind from bottom to top made Gao Song shiver.

You know, because he ate Yanzhu, his body has reached the point of no invasion of cold and heat.

But even so, at present, he still felt bursts of cold. This feeling was very uncomfortable. After all, what shivered was not his own flesh, but the bones in the flesh.

The black Jiao roared again in his mouth, and his eyes burst out angry flames.

It's really angry.

Although the water column tossed up when he rushed out of the deep pool before singing was not very lethal, at least it was nothing for this black Jiao, let alone causing any lethality, it still made him feel very dissatisfied.

Like I said before.

In its view, singing is a weak creature. It can provoke as much as it wants and play as much as it wants.

Like an adult bullying a child.

Originally, it could be slaughtered.

But because of my carelessness.

Or because of the naughty children.

Instead, he was hit in the eye by the other party's fist.

Even if it is not very lethal, it still incites the flames of anger.

With a roar.

Heijiao opened his mouth, and his saliva connected his upper and lower jaws to form crystal clear silk threads. Each tooth was like sharp small peaks. Especially when Heijiao opened his mouth, his singing face turned green. He smelled the smell he had smelled in the black fog and the ticking sound. He thought it was the sound of water and rain, Now he finally understood that when those black fog monsters were fighting with themselves, this black Jiao was watching from a distance.

The ticking sound is the sound of its saliva falling.

Or the wire drawing one.

Very sick.

From the mouth of the black Jiao, a black light column burst out, which was as thick as the cylinder mouth and fell towards the song.

Holding the flying star sword, singer Gao no longer chose to avoid, but went up head-on. The sword light from the long sword in her hand collided with the light column from Heijiao's mouth, causing an explosion with a small area. Heijiao's brain bag tilted back. And singing, like an insect hit by a storm, kept rolling back, his body fell heavily on the ground, made a sound, and formed a small pit on the soft ground.

Smoke filled the air.

The singing viscera sent a signal of severe pain.

Even an immortal can't bear such a heavy blow.

It's like a black man who stayed in a brothel for several months. When he came out, he had to hold the wall, his eyes sunken and his legs trembled.

This is the greatest respect for the enemy's lethality.

Lying in the deep pit, he can still hear the roar from the mouth of Heijiao. He is not an expert in animal language, but he can think of what Heijiao is saying at this time. Either he is repeating that you deserve to die, or he doesn't listen to the mockery of Gaoge and says in the tone of second grade that the beads of rice dare to compete with the sun and the moon?

When the second pillar of light fell, the original pit hit by the singing body, both in area and depth, had a certain improvement.

Black Jiao's head poked forward.

Through the smoke, it clearly saw that there were no singing bodies in the pit.

This makes it a little dissatisfied.

Such a weak opponent.

After he shot so many times, he still didn't die and remained firm.

Sing and stand up again and again.

That's humiliating it again and again.

What makes it more confused is that at this time, it can't detect the Qi mechanism of singing.

In this field, it is the real king.

Not to mention whether others think so, at least the black Jiao thinks so. It also knows that there is another sect of immortals in the moon watching peak, but the strength of those immortals is too weak, not to mention himself. Things condensed and transformed by black fog can easily devour them.

Something like that.

It doesn't even bother to eat.

After all, even if the practitioners with too weak strength really swallow it into their stomach, they have no nutrition. If they have to say the taste, the taste is not very good. Heijiao is not a gourmet, but at least the taste should be cared about, just like there are not many animals willing to eat shit.

This is called style.

Before, in the black fog, it clearly saw the performance of singing.

At the same time, it also found that there was huge energy in the singing body.

It's just a little curious about why an ordinary immortal can have such particularity even if he doesn't reach the level of a master. However, he doesn't think so much. These are not important. As long as he can swallow this person and turn the hidden treasure in his body into his own, it's enough. The scrambled eggs are delicious. Why do you have to wonder which hen laid the eggs?

It's meaningless!

From beginning to end, it did not take singing seriously, at least.

In fact, in its heart, it still cares about the process.

An immortal who has a secret in his body, even if he has not been developed, his strength will certainly not be too bad.

If he was just an ordinary immortal who had not yet reached the master's realm, he should have been killed by himself long ago? How can we still toss about until now?

At this time.

Heijiao felt a cold killing.

It subconsciously turned its head and saw a sword light.

As for how the high song appears quietly behind it.

It doesn't matter anymore.

The sword shines like a rainbow.

It was thrown on the head of Heijiao.

Boom.

I can still see the stars splashing around.

Such a picture is spectacular.

The singing body jumped high.

It's ten meters long.

And this height is still rising.

He regarded black Jiao's body as a wall that he could use.

The flying star sword in his hand is still shining, and the clothes rising by Gaoge have been destroyed, revealing the light armor inside. The light armor is still intact. If it is not for the good defense of light armor, I'm afraid Gaoge has been smashed into decals at this time.

Such a shape looks like a soldier with a lightsaber in the Star Wars movie.

From the singing mouth, there were bursts of roars.

It's like a beast coming.

As fast as electricity.

The sword light of flying star sword suddenly changed and became gorgeous green.

"Tianxuan sword, get up!"

He sang and drank.

Love is a light.

Green makes you panic! l0ns3v3