Whether it's your own weapon or not, it's not easy to use. This sword is a treasure of nature, but it gives Ning Shu the feeling of taking a raw iron sword.

A raw iron sword without eggs.

Looking at the approaching black fog, what can Ning Shu do? She can only run after pulling out her legs. If it's a whip, she may turn around and hit it, but she can hold a sword. Forget it.

Uncle Tai sends out a thick black gas. The black gas keeps gathering in the black mushroom cloud, which makes the black mushroom cloud more and more powerful.

Let Ning Shu's victory be smaller and smaller. Let alone suppress it. Now there is no chance to fight.

Oh, the trough.

His heart is too big to release these forces, and the black fog is just like the wild animals out of the cage, which is not hard to build.

Before, Zheng Qing had absorbed so much soul power. Now, Zheng Qing still has a trace of ignorant consciousness, and even wants to suck her.

It's generous that she hasn't sucked it back. Unexpectedly, she is still chasing after her.

It's really wax sitting. Uncle Tai doesn't care whether people can deal with it or not. He directly releases all the power to deal with it. Let alone suppress it. He dare not approach.

It's just a dead word to go up. It's really scary.

Besides, uncle taishu's body is also full of black fog. The most intuitive expression is that the black mushroom cloud is getting bigger and bigger. In front of him, Ning Shu is as small as an ant.

Ouch, lying trough. Next time I help you, I will refuse it directly.

Sorry, I'm not strong enough. Find someone else.

What monster has Zhengqing become? There is such a black fog in Uncle Tai's body.

Tut

There's too much rubbish.

Ning Shu shouted to Uncle Tai over there, "I can't use this sword."

If you can't handle it, you have to run.

I think it's a little vitality that makes black fog want to swallow itself.

Too uncle still motionless, Ning Shu turned a white eye, can't too uncle move at this time?

Ning Shu took a breath, raised his sword, and drew a sword Qi against the mushroom cloud. The sword Qi passed through the black fog and divided it into two parts. At the beginning.

The black fog is wriggling, and the wriggling feeling is like flesh and blood, which makes people feel very uncomfortable.

The black fog slowly merges together. Although it can merge, it seems that there is no fatal damage, but it will dissipate after being chopped by Ning Shu.

Although this kind of damage is not visible to the naked eye, it weakens the loss.

Ning Shu drew several swords in succession. He was probably used to whips. He felt that the swords were not strong enough. He didn't feel the steadiness of the real thing hit by whips.

The black fog was attacked. It was continuously absorbed from Uncle taishu. The black air on Uncle taishu was getting lighter and lighter. Obviously, all the forces would be released.

Ning Shu draws a corner of his mouth, but he really looks up to her. He has no choice but to bear things. She can handle them.

Ning Shu runs very fast. On the way, she looks back and waves a few sword Qi. Then she flies fast again. Ning Shu doesn't want to mess with such dirty things at all.

If it's a beast, she can still get rid of it. According to this thing, it will devour her directly, not pollute her.

Ning Shu with black fog circle after circle, that black five kinds of ignorant consciousness is obviously impatient, very impatient for such pursuit, speed up.

Ning Shu:

Lie trough, Ma Ma, have pervert to chase me!

Moreover, the black fog also stretches out its black tentacles, to grasp Ning Shu.

Ning Shu: "move, move." Don't be next to me.

To avoid these black fog tentacles, it's better to jump up and down and twist your waist.

If there is a tentacle to catch her, immediately shake a sword gas and cut off the tentacle.

If there's really no way, just chase me. Give me a sword slowly and then another sword.

Hard resistance, that must be I can't beat it.

Ning Shu put his hand behind him and pointed to the black mushroom cloud. "Zheng Qing, you ugly force."

The more angry the other party is, the better.

I hope Zheng Qing can understand her words, "I've become so beautiful, and you've become so ugly. It's a monster."

Ning Shu put his hands on his mouth and shouted, "I'm so beautiful, you're so ugly, you're so happy to live in the world."

"It's good to live."

"Live in the world."

"In the world, in the world, in the world..."

The mushroom cloud opened its mouth wide and directly spewed out a mass of black fog. These sticky, asphalt like things hit Ning Shu like raindrops.

Ning Shu:

I think I understand.

It's exciting.

Ning Shu got a thick water curtain in front of him to avoid being really stained by dirt.

But this kind of thing penetrates the water curtain directly, and smashes towards Ning Shu at the same speed.If you can't use the water curtain, you can use the ice curtain to block your head with a very high and thick ice curtain.

As a result, cracks were smashed one after another, which still worked. Ningshu thickened the ice layer, stared at a thick piece of ice, and walked up and down left and right.

On the brink of death provocation.

How angry should Zhengqing be now? How angry should he be when he looks like this and is laughed at so much by people he has always looked down upon.

The more angry the better.

That is to say, batian is not around, and it's not convenient for her to use this sword, or she's smoking it without mentioning it now.

For Zhengqing, we hate each other, but it's a pity that fatian is not here.

Ning Shu tried to hide and felt that his hand was empty. The sword in his hand was gone. Turning around, Tai Shu held the sword flying towards him.

Too uncle wake up?

When you wake up, solve it by yourself.

Without the black fog in his body, he was a little more vigorous. Holding the sword, the blade kept growing.

Ning Shu sighed, why can't this thing change in his own hands.

Uncle Tai raised his sword and faced the fierce black fog. Uncle Tai stood still and cut down. The huge mushroom cloud of black fog was split in two.

The black fog sends out an inaudible sound wave, but it makes people feel very uncomfortable, as if the soul is shaking with the sound wave.

It's probably the anguish of the black fog.

Ning Shu is watching. He sees that uncle Tai is splitting the black fog one sword after another. The black fog hasn't gathered yet and is split again.

It hurts so much!

Ning Shu feels a little cold all over. I really don't understand what it's all about?

If it's brotherhood, then suppress him in the body like this. The pollution of the law sea has affected Zhengqing again. Now, it's not human, not ghost.

He could not be suppressed, but he had to be suppressed, and even began to deprive him of his strength, just to let him stay in his body.

How painful it is to cut that sword on your body.

Zhengqing is Ning Shu's enemy, which is beyond Ning Shu's mind.