The bald man himself froze, and he chirped, as if he had accidentally swallowed strange food, "It's not like Zuo Liuying's taste." He was often used as a sound incense burner by the Forbidden Secret Sect, and he felt that the words he blurted out just now were not from the outside world.

Feng Ruyan's smile remained unchanged, and he slowly aimed Si Mingding at the bald man on Mu Xingqiu's head, "Demon energy, strong demon energy, let me see, what tricks can Du Fangfeng play after he dies?"

"Du Fengfeng exploded, bang, what other tricks can ......you play? Huh?" the bald man was surprised to see that the silver that had just grown was growing again, and he involuntarily left the top of Mu Xingqiu's head and rose to about a zhang high, the silver grew faster and faster, and slowly made another human form.

Mu Xingqiu, who was standing below, hurriedly dodged, otherwise she would be wrapped in silver, Feng Ruyan also took a few steps back to make way for the humanoid silver, she was not in a hurry at all, but waited for the silver to take shape with interest.

The Frost Soul Sword was left in place.

The young demon also floated behind Feng Ruxuan, waiting like Mu Xingqiu.

Silver grew into a humanoid form, and soon stood on the ground, its whole body composed of thin bright silk, taking on the appearance of a sturdy man, one foot tall, except for a silver silk skirt around his waist, his whole body was inchless, and the bald man on the top of his head was like his bun.

"Haha, I have a body!" the bald man exclaimed excitedly, and immediately frowned again, "Why doesn't the body listen to me? ”

Lan Bing Curling on the carriage not far away smiled, "It's interesting, the dummy conjured up by witchcraft even knows how to cover his private parts." This infatuated Du Fangfeng seems to have some ability, and I have thousands of scattered cultivators, but they don't know this trick. ”

Feng Ruhui raised his right hand and aimed at the humanoid silver, "Useless loose cultivation." I actually learned spells from the demon clan. ”

A puff of smoke shot out, and the position of the humanoid heart was pierced.

The human form was hollow, there was no heart in the chest, and the hole was quickly filled by the nearby silver wire, and in the blink of an eye, it was as good as ever, and he did not speak, but reached out to grasp the wind like obscurity. The bald man standing on the top shouted, "Disobedient body, I haven't let you do it yet...... See if you have what it takes to defeat ......"

With a wave of his hand, another puff of smoke swept through, and the entire arm of the humanoid was cut off. The arm was reduced to ashes before it hit the ground. The human figure did not know the pain, and a new arm quickly grew from the broken arm, and continued to grasp the wind obsessively.

Lan Curling laughed a few times, "I understand, this is not only silk, but also love silk, Du Fang is constantly amorous, and he will be entangled after death, what a rare good man." ”

Only Mu Xingqiu understood the approximate reason. Du Fangfeng made a deal with Yi Shijun in Qishan, he carried the bottle of sword washing pool water to blow himself up in public, and washed away the dust seal of the scroll in a very unique way, and the reward was to learn new magic techniques. Injecting a trace of affection into the scroll, this trick is only effective against Feng Ruxuan, so ordinary Taoist priests can't find out the details, and Zuo Liuying won't tell it even if he sees the truth.

The bald man chewed on half of the scroll. Keeping the seven-star spider silk inside in his head, while retaining the magic trick, but half of the scroll was taken away by the half-demon Feiba. This will most likely affect the effectiveness of hex.

Feng Ruyan immediately cast the next spell, and the light smoke spread all over his body, blocking the humanoid palm like a shield. Blocking was obviously more effective than severing, and Silverwire's arm was stopped, grabbing in vain, only a few feet away from the target, but unable to move forward.

"Du fengfeng. Feng Ruhui smiled and shook his head, and the light smoke that stopped in front of him suddenly burrowed into the inside of the humanoid body.

With a muffled pop, the silver man exploded, the same fate as Du Fangfeng himself.

Mu Xingqiu had to save the bald man, knowing that his mana was far inferior to the wind, he directly exerted an upward support force on the bald man. The silver was torn apart, and the bald man swooped into the sky, screaming in fright, but the voice was loud, apparently not mortally wounded.

Silver turned to ashes, swirled in the air, and vanished.

"Love silk disappears with the wind, Du Fangfeng probably wants to express this meaning. Lan Bing Curling said enviously that she was currying favor with Feng Ruhui in a roundabout way, but she didn't get a response, and Feng Ruhui wouldn't even turn to look at her.

The bald man's cry fell from far and near, towards the peak, and only stopped when he was four or five feet above the ground, and his face was stained with some rain, and he stuck out his tongue and licked it, and his fear was completely gone, "It's funny." ”

All the silver on his head was gone.

Feng Ruhui no longer took Du Fangfeng's demon art seriously, looked into the distance, and whispered after a while, "It's fighting again, I see - the traitors of the Lantern and Candle Family, they are attacking Chaojing Mountain, and they are killing themselves." There are also Taoist priests of the Five Elements Department of Pangshan, there are many, as if they are watching ......"

She turned to Ning Qiwei with a deep trust in her eyes, as if she was already sure that she would get a satisfactory explanation.

"Five Elements Daoist Priests, I believe they are fighting for the Chaos Jing Mountain, and no one can solve Si Mingding's soul binding technique. ”

"It's hard to say, in order to save her son, Yang Baozhen didn't temporarily understand the technique of soul binding?"

Mu Xingqiu also looked a hundred miles away with his heavenly eyes, he could see the spells flying around in the air, the attack and defense were about thirty miles apart, and the battle was quite fierce, but he couldn't see the specific caster.

Feng Ruyan lowered her left hand, Si Ming Ding stopped in mid-air, she went around to the east side of the Ding body, and blew on it. A puff of clear smoke rose from inside the ding, suddenly split into hundreds of streams, and flew towards the Chaotic Jing Mountain, "That's enough, this will make the battle a little easier." ”

"This will also cause more Taoist priests to die. Ning Qiwei reminded that he knew that these clear smoke would make the disciples of the Pangshan Five Elements Sect who had a wait-and-see attitude go into battle without hesitation and would not die.

"Death is purification, and death is the source of Si Mingding's strength. Feng Ruhui's voice was so gentle that it was almost a little coquettish, "This is just the beginning, when the demons come, the Dao system will need more deaths." ”

"The wind is like a ......," Lan curling stopped talking on the carriage.

Feng Ruyan lowered her head and saw a thin silver wire crawling up her ankle.

The smile on her face waned, "The ghost doesn't go away." ”

A puff of smoke flew out of Si Ming Ding, and pounced on the silver filament, but it couldn't attack with all its strength because of its master's body, but the silver filament climbed faster, and it kept breeding, not long. The windy ankles have been wrapped in silver wires.

Feng Ruhui stomped his feet, the mana in the meridians suddenly increased, and pieces of silver filaments were shattered into pieces, but this time they did not turn into ashes, leaving the bald man and touching Feng Ruhui, their strength seemed to be stronger, and all the broken threads flew upwards one after another, staining Feng Ruhui's clothes, growing in incredible degrees, and connecting into one piece again.

It didn't take a while. The wind is obscure, and the whole body is white, and only the three dantian positions of the head, heart, and abdomen have not been occupied by silver wires.

The gossiping Lan Curling was cautiously silent, preferring to be a bystander now.

The smile on Feng Ruhui's face was gone, and her patience had come to an end.

Mu Xingqiu didn't want to wait any longer, he still didn't know Zuo Liuying's specific plan, but he knew that if he wanted to regain Fangfang's soul, this was a rare opportunity.

"Du Fengfeng just wants to impress you. He said.

"I don't need the impression of casual practice. For the first time, her voice became stern, and she was exercising. To destroy all the silver threads on her clothes, the silver threads were transformed by Du Fangfeng's witchcraft, and she felt disgusted when she thought about it.

It was a palpable mood swing, and the anger of the wind jumped high like a wave.

Mu Xingqiu threw out the black whip. Attacking the wind like an obscure door, the young demon cast an illusion, arousing even more fierce anger, and the frost soul sword inserted on the ground trembled slightly. Fang Fang's soul once again powered, summoning his own divine soul.

Three moves at the same time, just to be able to surprise.

The windy right arm burst out. Grabbing the whip like lightning, her anger was indeed stronger, but it was far less than Cheng Dù, who had lost the ability to judge, the Si Ming Ding floating in the air did not change, but the Frost Soul Sword slowly tilted towards it, obviously failing to summon the divine soul in the Ding.

"It's the same move again, Zuo Liuying asked you to die, didn't you teach you more powerful spells?" Feng Ruyan was not tall, but at this time she showed a very majestic appearance, her anger made her mana stronger, the silver threads all over her body gradually melted, and the black whip lost its ability to expand and contract freely, revealing a crimson like fire.

Mu Xingqiu had to make a choice, and at the same time controlled the black whip and the frost soul sword, distracting his power.

"Give me back my soul. He suddenly let go of the whip handle, stepped in front of the frost soul sword, held the sword hilt tightly with both hands, and urged Fangfang's soul with all his strength, without any protection for himself, the young demon also changed his playing style, and held the sword hilt with Mu Xingqiu to urge the soul.

The combination of the mind illusion and the virtual and real is useless to Feng Ruhui, her mana is too strong, far beyond the strength of the third layer of the illusion, Mu Xingqiu's only chance to win is to do his best to recall Fangfang's divine soul, without the divine soul, Feng Ruhui is just a starfall Taoist with Si Ming Ding, still much stronger than Mu Xingqiu, but no longer invincible.

The bald man did not have the same heart as Mu Xingqiu like the young devil, but he also reacted quickly, knowing what he should do, he shouted, and the demon heart on his head shot out a beam of red light, hitting the wind like a dark face.

This qiē is a small trick in Feng Ruhui's eyes, but the other attack is different, and she needs to take it seriously.

Ning Qiwei's wait is over, although the timing is not perfect, but if he misses this time, it is likely that there will be no next time, Feng Ruhui doesn't believe him at all, he knows it well, and he has never really given in.

Feng Ruhui protected the three dantians, temporarily letting go of the silver threads stained on his clothes, his right hand casually blocked the red light shot by the bald man, and his left hand gathered more mana to face Ning Qiwei's spell.

Ning Qiwei's Five Elements Spell was much more powerful than Shen Jixian's, and instead of a colorful dragon, it was a crystal dragon with thick wrists, which was crystal clear.

The wind was like a puff of smoke, colliding with the crystal dragon, stirring up a large number of colorful sparks.

"Well, you're still lying to me. The voice of the wind was disappointed, but there was a hint of satisfaction in her expression, and without the provocation of illusion, her anger had disappeared.

Ning Qiwei didn't feel that he needed to explain, and said loudly: "Mu Xingqiu, what did you do when you were pressed by the Old Ancestor Peak boulder?"

It was a few years ago, Mu Xingqiu was still living in the guest house in Jinghu Village, once climbing the mountain, he was crushed by a boulder, in order to protect Fangfang and Xiaoqingtao under the mountain, he aroused unprecedented strength.

The Grandmaster actually knew about it.

This time, he still has to protect Fangfang.

That's right, just like on the winding stone steps of Old Ancestor Peak, he can't take half a step back, he must persevere, and he must give birth to more strength.

Lan Bing Curling said that the Mind Illusion Technique does not require muscle force, but Mu Xingqiu didn't care anymore, his whole body tensed, squeezing every trace of strength, and stimulating every bit of mana.

He wants to protect Fangfang, even if it's just a wisp of invisible and intangible soul.

The Frost Soul Sword that fell towards Si Mingding was slowly pulled back to its original position by him, but it was still not enough to recall the Divine Soul.

The young demon changed at this moment, the light blue of his body quickly deepened, and the clicking sound in his mouth fell on Mu Xingqiu's ears as loud as never before.

"Hey, what's that sound?" asked the bald man blankly.

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