The sword in the high singer is still flashing with a light.

Pure and bright.

Like starlight.

Heijiao's body kept shaking.

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

It's like I don't know where to find a chopstick.

Then, use this chopstick to stir a pool of water.

A gust of cold wind came from the bottom up, making Gao Ge couldn't help but shudder.

You must know that because of eating Yanzhu, his body has reached the point where the cold and heat do not invade.

But even so, he still felt a chill at the moment, and this feeling was very uncomfortable, after all, it was not his own flesh and skin that were shivering, but the bones in the flesh.

Black Jiao's mouth let out another roar, and his eyes burst with angry fire.

It was really angry.

Although when Gao Ge rushed out of the deep pool before, the lethality of the tossed water column was not very large, at least it was nothing for this black Jiao, let alone cause any lethality, but this still made it feel very dissatisfied.

Like it was said before.

In its opinion, Gao Ge is a weak creature that can provoke as much as he wants, and play with it as much as he wants.

It's like an adult bullying a child.

Originally, it was completely possible to torture and kill.

But because of my own carelessness.

Or rather, it's because of the naughtiness of children.

Instead, he was smashed in the eye by the opponent's fist.

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

With a roar.

The black Jiao opened his bloody mouth, and the saliva connected the upper and lower jaws, forming a series of crystal clear silk threads, and every tooth was like a sharp small mountain, especially when the black Jiao opened his mouth, Gao Ge's face was green, and he smelled the smell he had smelled in the black fog before, as well as the ticking sound, originally thought it was the sound of water and rain, but now he finally understood, it turned out that when those black fog beasts were fighting with him, this black Jiao was watching not far away.

The sound of ticking is the sound of its saliva falling.

It's still the brushed kind.

It's disgusting.

A pillar of black light burst out from Hei Jiao's mouth, thick as the mouth of the cylinder, and smashed down towards Gao Ge.

Gao Ge held the Flying Star Sword, not choosing to avoid,

Heading up, the sword light that burst out of the long sword in his hand collided with the pillar of light emitted from Hei Jiao's mouth, triggering an explosion with a range of not very large area, and Hei Jiao's head tilted back. Gao Ge, like a bug struck by a storm, kept tumbling backwards, and his body fell heavily to the ground, making a loud noise, and forming a small pit in the soft ground.

Smoggy.

Gao Ge's internal organs all came with signs of severe pain.

Even an immortal cultivator was a little overwhelmed after suffering such a heavy blow.

It's like a black hunk who has been in the green building for a few months, and when he comes out, he has to hold on to the wall, his eyes are sunken, and his legs are trembling.

This is the greatest respect for the lethality of the enemy.

Gao Ge was lying in the deep pit, and he could still hear the roar from Hei Jiao's mouth, he was not an expert in animal language, but if he made up for it simply, he could also think of what Hei Jiao was saying at this time, either he repeatedly said that you should die, or he didn't listen to Gao Ge and said in the tone of Zhong Er that the pearl of rice grains also dared to compete for glory with the sun and the moon?

By the time the second pillar of light fell, the pit that had been smashed out by Gao Ge's body had improved to a certain extent in terms of area and depth.

The black Jiao's head poked forward.

Through the smoke, it could clearly see that there was no singing corpse in the pit.

This made it a little dissatisfied.

Such a weak opponent.

After shooting so many times, he still didn't die, and he still stood strong.

Gao Ge stood up again and again.

That's the humiliation of it again and again.

What made it even more puzzled was that at this time, it couldn't even detect the qi on Gao Ge's body.

In this field, it is the real king.

Let's not say if others think so, at least this black Jiao thinks so, it also knows that there is also an immortal cultivator sect in this Moon Peak, but the strength of those immortal cultivators is too weak, not to mention themselves, even the things that are condensed and transformed by the black fog can easily devour them.

Something like that.

It doesn't even bother to eat.

After all, an immortal cultivator who is too weak, even if he really swallows it in his stomach, has no nutrition, if he has to talk about the taste, the taste is not very good, Heijiao is not a gourmet, but at least the taste still has to be cared about, just like there are not many animals who are willing to eat.

It's called style.

Before in the black fog