The demon mosquitoes are in clusters, flying, spinning, and hissing, and the ghosts are glued, twisted, stretched, and howling, and the combination of mosquitoes and ghosts is tight and seamless.

Determined to kill a strong enemy in one fell swoop, the Mosquito King was not at ease with such an arrangement, and sacrificed three silver-level heirs, just to keep his concealment undetected.

No one could detect the existence of the Mosquito King in this situation, not even Thirteen Lang, until the moment when Huo Linglong punched and the silver mosquito exploded, and the Mosquito King was about to launch a lore, that Thirteen Lang suddenly changed color, hurriedly took a step, and rushed to the front of the Fire Girl.

At the same time, the two monks and Taoists, whose spiritual sense was superior to the fire and exquisite, noticed the abnormality and exclaimed in no particular order.

What's the use?

"Bear with you for a long time"

The golden mosquito king gently shook his head, swung, and swung to pose a second head.

It is exactly the same as two heads, the body of a calf is connected together, the skin is red gold, and there are a total of nine legs under the abdomen, and the three knots in the middle are like ropes, which are clearly made of mosquito limbs entwined in pairs.

This is not a conjoined baby growing up, but two absolutely right demon mosquitoes, I don't know why they can forcibly grow in one place!

The two golden mosquitoes were two eighth-level demon beasts, equivalent to two god-transforming cultivators, and the four dead and cold eyes gathered, their movements were exactly the same, and they nodded at Thirteen Lang at the same time.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time. ”

The sound came from the eyes of the demon mosquitoes, the last four pupils hidden in those four eyes to be exact. With the voice, four circles of ripples came out. Formless and substantial, penetrating the thunder fire armor of Thirteen Lang, penetrating through the sea of knowledge. At the same time, the mosquito king nodded and let out a sharp roar, and the ruler-long mouthparts rushed to his face, piercing the blood veins in his neck.

The hissing sound was in his ears, and the three cultivators who witnessed this scene changed color in unison, and their hearts were cold.

Lore means!

Different from the monk's fighting method, the demon mosquito attack pays attention to killing with one blow, and never hesitates to go far away, which can be called the killer of demon beasts.

Fought with demon mosquitoes for so long. Although I have never met the golden mosquito. Everyone's judgment of its strength has never stopped, and it is constantly being revised. In the end, the demon mosquito is just a demon mosquito, and there are only two tricks to turn it around: hissing and disturbing the mind, which is enough to make the overhaul swoon. Attacks rely mainly on mouthparts. And then there are the six legs that are comparable to curved guns.

One trick fresh. But there is no way to restrain each other, so you can only carry it hard, or go away to keep your distance.

The hiss is mainly aimed at Thirteen Lang. Behind him, Huo Linglong was only affected by the aftermath, his body was stagnant, and his eyes appeared in a trance; as for the mouthparts, the purple mosquito can break through the defense of Huo Linglong, what will happen to the mouthparts of the golden mosquito?

The crisis doesn't stop there, the four of them have understood at this moment that there is still some kind of existence hidden in the golden mosquito's body, and the effect of emitting those four ghostly lights is unknown, but it is certain that it is not to help Thirteen Lang stay awake.

"Be careful!"

Be careful? How can you be careful?

"I know. ”

I don't know who answered, Shisanlang stretched out his arms and embraced the world.

The black and white pattern moves from the outer land to the land of dreams, the same power and shock, the difference is that its tranquility is no longer there, the power is different, and there is the noise of water entering the oil pot.

Pull the machine to copy, the copied doppelganger is not a doppelganger, the fundamental point is that the perception is completely interoperable, not blocked by thousands of mountains or even interfaces. The Demon Cultivator clone does not have a star seal, but its cultivation is superior to the deity, and although the black and white pattern is not as pure as the Sword Mansion, it has a wider coverage, stronger breath, and of course more power.

The battle of life and death, this is the battle of artistic conception, the battle of perception, and the battle of rules!

There are no pictures, only feelings.

"Whew!"

As soon as he appeared, Thirteen Lang suddenly heard a loud roar, like a monkey probing to steal peaches, but he put his claws into a cage full of sharp blades, and blood was dripping in an instant. In the roar, the phantom who had just broken through the thunder fire and drilled into the body of Thirteen Lang hurriedly withdrew before he had time to do anything, and retreated in smoke, fire, and screaming.

Withdraw?

There is no way back!

The color of the thunder and fire changed at the same time, the purple flame was fierce and increased several times, the wind knife rotated and broke through the air, and the thunder arc and wind caused the heavenly sound to reveal its source: from the Nine Heavens!

Thirteen Lang himself is a thunder spirit root, and refining the Floating Demon Thunder Ball is equivalent to having more warehouses that can store thunder. Lingnan has worked hard for many years, and has been tempered by the heavenly thunder dozens of times, and the heavenly thunder is not used by monks, it is an ownerless thing. In this case, there are only two results, one is that Thirteen Lang was hacked to death in a single game, and the other is to absorb the power, nature, and foundation of the heavenly thunder and become Regan's nutrients.

There are no monks in the world, and there are not a few people with Regan, even if you count those monks who have entered the realm of transforming gods, it is not possible to count them with five fingers. But, except for Thirteen Lang, who is qualified to make this attempt, and who dares to be so crazy?

The result of the battle of Dao Nian has come out, and the ghost arrow has returned in embarrassment, and the previous weak wind, thunder, and fire are truly fierce, and the four sides are wrapped in layers of turbulence, and they will never be allowed to escape half of it. The demon mosquito he faced before, the highest achievement was only silver level, according to the temperament of Thirteen Lang, how could he show his full strength because of such a battle.

The existence of the Hidden Demon Mosquito was aware of this, and it was estimated enough to carefully design a trap.

It's not enough, it's not enough!

"Ahh

The roar turned into a miserable howl, and the ghostly light struggled in the wind, thunder, and fire, and the four eyes of the demon mosquito burst at the same time, and what flowed out was not blood, but wisps of slowly evaporating gas. The demon mosquito suddenly fell into a frenzy, and the swinging head intensified.

With a loud sound, the mouthparts shuttled before the body was reached, and the sharp hairs on the head of the demon mosquito flew up one after another, and they were one step faster than the mouthparts, bursting in all directions. The three people of the three parties, except for the thirteen langs, the monks and the Taoist stopped drinking, urging the law to cast spells and opening their own means, and they had no time to help.

A bit redundant.

Even if the demon mosquito doesn't do this, the monk and the two don't have time to help, of course, they can't say that there is no benefit at all, for example, they can surround Wei to save Zhao and directly attack the demon mosquito body.

For the golden mosquito, either it will not attack, and once the mouthparts attack is launched, there is no such thing as "will it fail". No one can dodge the Devil Mosquito attack once it starts, never.

I can't avoid it, and Thirteen Lang didn't think about dodging.

"Me too. ”

Hug the moon and rest, and the five fingers become hooks. Thirteen Lang did not dodge or dodge, and grabbed the two mouthparts directly.

The mouthparts, the essence of the demon mosquito's whole body gathers, where most of the combat power is, is indestructible.

The hand of Thirteen Lang, copied from the original figure of decades ago, is not comparable to ordinary martial artists, and there is no urgency.

Indestructible meets unhurried, which is stronger?

Blood flashed, and the demon mosquito mouthparts pierced into the palm of his hand, and Thirteen Lang's eyes were suddenly sharp. Stop drinking. The palms did not retreat, but rushed forward with force.

Burst!

Burst!

There were two muffled sounds, and after the bone was broken, the mouthparts were abrupt. The tip of the ghostly light almost touched the skin of Thirteen's neck. corresponding. The broken eyes of the demon mosquito were first delighted and then shocked. After that, he suddenly became stunned and a little overwhelmed.

The Demon Mosquito's attack style should not change as the level increases, the strongest Golden Mosquito King and the weakest Gray Mosquito. They all suck sperm and blood after piercing the mouthparts into the skin, and the difference is only in the strength of the penetration, and the difference in the strength of the sucking. For example, these two golden mosquitoes, any one of them pierced into the body of the overhaul, and they could suck each other into an empty shell with one bite, and there was absolutely no life.

The golden mosquito mouthparts were stronger than the flying sword, and they pierced Thirteen Lang's hands alive, but they couldn't suck even a mouthful of blood.

The picture freezes, the heads of the two demon mosquitoes look at each other, their shocked eyes are tyrannical and unbelievable, and they are snorting like cows. Thirteen Lang grabbed a mouthpiece in each hand, and the penetrated palms were dripping with blood, and his ten fingers formed a hook, firmly locking the head of the demon mosquito.

The two sides compete, you live and die, and both sides go all out.

The six gazes intertwined with each other, vertical and horizontal like knives.

"Whew!"

The demon mosquito suddenly let out a scream, bent its body, lowered its back, and fanned out golden rays with its wings behind its back, and the gun shadows of its nine legs flickered, stabbing at the chest of Thirteen Lang.

The clothes were flying, the blood stains suddenly appeared, and in an instant, Thirteen Lang was covered with bruises, but his body was like a rooted old tree, entrenched in the mountains, and could not be shaken at all.

People and the mosquito king stalemate, the surrounding demon mosquitoes will not stop a bit, the mosquito king hissed, tens of millions of demon mosquitoes went crazy, moths to the fire to fight the waves of the surging momentum, wave after wave rushed into the sea of fire, vowing to extinguish it. The scorching smell spread in all directions, and in the sea of mosquitoes, the indistinct fireball was shaking, and the thunder light and wind blade were killing seventy thousand ways, but they still couldn't curb the madness of the demon mosquitoes.

"Eang!"

The big gray also went crazy, and the four hooves of the fire crashed into the sea of mosquitoes, biting the head of the silver mosquito in front of him, and his body trembled. Sharp thorns pierced the body, sharp thorns pierced the heart, although it could not be killed on the spot, but it also made it energetic burial, Hugh said to move forward, self-protection is still insufficient.

"Quack!"

The Tianxin Toad only had time to scream halfway, and its small body rushed farther than the big gray, and the red tongue flicked, like a lightning bolt that knew how to play, and swept up and down against Thirteen Lang's body.

Can't stop it, no, it's not stopping. In order to help the king mosquito get out of trouble, the entire mosquito pillar and hundreds of millions of demon mosquitoes were mobilized, and the target was directed at one person.

"What are you still doing? ”

Hundreds of millions of ghosts pointed out, in the center of hundreds of millions of eyes, Thirteen Lang's whole body was covered in blood, his arms trembled, and his expression became more and more indifferent and ruthless.

"Kill!"

"Ahh

After a sharp roar of self, a cry from the soul, a roar, anger, shame, the fire girl fell into madness like those monsters and insects, and there was no trace of reason in her mind.

The monk's path is still far away, the big gray Tianxin is desperate, its strength is limited, life and death in front of it are imminent, and the key to victory or defeat is back to the shoulders of the fire girl.

It could only be her.

"Roar!"

The red shadow flies, like a piece of fire butterfly shooting, in the gray and purple clouds, the laser shot is like a meteor mosquito in the sea, a jade body penetrates the air, so beautiful, so graceful.

Naked and ignoring the hundreds of millions of mosquito needles around her, the beautiful woman of the Battle Alliance crossed the Thirteen Lang and came to the opposite side, above the golden mosquito, and came.

"War Demon, Seven Steps!"

The jade foot is light, the movement is not violent at all, the fire girl is not like fighting, but like bathing and dressing in the boudoir, you have to test the water temperature first.

One step at a time, one step at a time, one point is ten years. At three o'clock in an instant, the combined demon mosquito died and was injured, and the fire was exquisitely old for thirty years.

The fourth step fell, the battlefield suddenly changed, and a roar and a curse exploded at the same time.

"Hades Monarch Fury, Eleven Heavenly Dao!"

"Angry with your mother!"

After the roar, a mouth appeared on the mosquito king's body, a deep, dark, inky and quiet mouth.

The scolding settled, and four mouths appeared on Thirteen Lang's head, four large, fierce, greedy and eager mouths.

The four soul venerables appeared together, and their masters, dumb aunts, floated in the air at this moment, roaring in the sky.

Ghost King Order, Zhaojun Mountain!

Four mouthfuls for one bite, the dumb aunt will be the edict of the ghost king again, Thirteen Lang didn't bother to look at the result at all, his left hand pinched the seriously injured golden mosquito into mud, and his right hand grabbed Huo Linglong's feet.

"Definitely!"

(To be continued......)