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The glow fades, and the stars move at sunset.

On Pingbo Lake, two figures confront each other, one blazing as fire with a flamboyant smile on his lips, and the other as dark as a shadow, indifferent fǎngfó always wearing a mask.

"It turns out that you yǐjīng is a demon handsome. ”

Mo Yu said in a blunt tone with the slightest fluctuation of méiyǒu, his heart was also full of consternation, Beiyue became famous as a demon general, and now it has taken him to become a demon handsome, how long has it taken shíjiān, ten years? or less! A human cultivator has such a speed, which can be regarded as extremely fast, and for a monster, it is even more incredible.

"What's the matter, you're stupid!" Li Qingshan said with a smile.

"No wonder you are so bold, what kind of sin you have already committed, breaking the rules of peaceful coexistence set by the Dragon King, and killing each other within the demon clan. ”

Li Qingshan laughed, "It's not been a day or two since you wanted to kill me, and now you're saying such ridiculous things, there has always been only one rule of the demon clan, it's just that the weak eat the strong." If you really want to distinguish between black and white, I want to kill them because they want to kill me, and I kill you because you want to kill me!"

"Kill me?" Mo Yu's tone finally rose and fell, as if he had thought of a question that he had never thought of.

It's not that he's stupid, it's the inertia that has taken thousands of years to cultivate, as the prince of the Qingzhou Demon Clan, who has never been to his life, only he has to judge the death of others.

This time when I came to Pingbo Lake and saw Beiyue again, all I thought about was how to kill him, don't let him escape again, and I never thought that there would be a kěnéng sex that would be killed by the other party.

After being reminded, he also began to think that Beiyue's shíhòuyǐjīng as a demon general was strong enough. Now that he has become a demon handsome, what kind of power will he have? I can't help but regret that I killed him happily in the first place.

But he forgot one question, even if he wanted to kill. How could Li Qingshan obediently kill him?

"Yes, don't forget, you still owe me a debt, and it's almost shíhòu to pay it back!"

Li Qingshan once fought Mo Yu once. was taken away by the death curse, one of his natural powers, which was not a long lifespan for Li Qingshan. But in the end, it is extremely unpleasant.

Mo Yu was silent for a long time, and said calmly: "You will die." "fǎngfó is announcing some kind of established fact.

"I will die!" Li Qingshan nodded and admitted calmly, "Everything in the world cannot escape the four words of living in the void, who dares to say that you will never die, but you will definitely die in front of me!"

Speaking of which. He didn't say anything more, waved his right hand downward, and all the ripples in the sparkling Pingbo Lake below were smoothed out in an instant, from near to far. It was like a huge mirror, reflecting the inky blue sky and the hooked moon on the horizon.

"Mirrors!"

Li Qingshan's scene reflected in the lake suddenly moved, and jumped out of the water.

The lion fights the rabbit, and also uses all his strength. What's more, Mo Yu is not a rabbit. With his natural ability to travel freely through space, it was not an easy task to kill him.

In the past, he rarely used a mirror image clone in a fight, and only in certain key shíhòu would he let the mirror image doppelgänger sneak attack. Because the mirror doppelganger itself is too fragile, it can basically make one or two moves one by one, and in the battle of Jīliè, it is also necessary to concentrate on the meeting, not to use it for two purposes.

But at this time, after Li Qingshan was promoted to demon marshal, these two problems were solved. First of all, the mirror doppelganger is no longer fragile, and the tide rises as Li Qingshan becomes stronger. Then, Li Qingshan's divine thoughts also became stronger, and Jīngshén was powerful enough to manipulate two bodies at the same time to fight Jìnháng.

So the mirror clone can finally join him in battle!

The phoenix wings and the wind god wings opened at the same time, and Li Qingshan and the mirror clone activated together, attacking Mo Yu from both the sky and the lake.

The ink feather also spreads a pair of jet-black wings, but those wings are different from the wings of birds, and fǎngfó is woven with patches of shadows, spreading and growing wildly under the night sky, and in the blink of an eye, the wingspan reaches dozens of zhang, as if to obscure the entire sky, full of ominous meaning.

Pieces of black feathers fluttered and drew a black trajectory, under the shroud of wings, the fish and shrimp in the lake died one after another, Mo Yu's eyes stared at Li Qingshan, and the black pupils flowed like yètǐ, becoming a trace of the whites of the eyes, full of weird horror.

Death Gaze!

Li Qingshan's body was stunned, and a cold chill penetrated through the skin, penetrating into the internal organs and entering the soul.

If someone saw Li Qingshan's "fire of life", they could see that the flame swayed violently and became a little dim. Mo Yu's natural supernatural powers are indeed weird, ignoring the opponent's speed, strength, and defense, and directly attacking itself.

Last time, Li Qingshan suffered a loss under this move, even if there was an endless phoenix fire, he could barely resist this force of death, if it weren't for Gu Yanying's sudden appearance, bringing the order of the Mohai Dragon King to "stop in moderation", his life would almost be in danger.

This time, Mo Yu did his best as soon as he made a move, did Li Qingshan still resist it?

Li Qingshan's speed of progress gradually slowed down, and finally stopped in front of Mo Yu, his face was pale with a trace of blood, his heart was about to stop beating, and the blazing phoenix wings behind him dimmed. The mirror doppelganger lost the control of his mind, and it was like a puppet with a broken thread, falling on the surface of the lake.

Mo Yu, who was in the center of the darkness, spoke: "You have indeed become stronger, but this means nothing to me. Do you think that shímeshíhòu dies, and that you have the final say? When I say that you will die, I don't mean that there will be some shíhòu in the future, but now. ”

As he spoke, his shadow wings stretched more and more, fǎngfó's two pitch-black hands shrouded Li Qingshan, Mo Yu stepped on a path intertwined with dark shadows, and walked towards Li Qingshan, facing Li Qingshan, who couldn't move, as long as he waved his hand slightly, he could cut off his head, but he found that the corners of Li Qingshan's lips were slightly raised, and even if he found it, he only thought it was a convulsion of dying despair.

The power of death was constantly invading Li Qingshan's body, wanting to cut off his vitality, but his fire of life was stronger than any shíhòu in the past, and the phoenix was no longer the phoenix that was suppressed by the spirit tortoise.

The demon pill swirled and transported a warm current to the body, dispelling the chill of death, which was the endless power of the phoenix.

Mo Yu walked in front of Li Qingshan, ready to wave his hand and cut off his head, but suddenly his whole body sank, and there was a force that wanted to pull him down, and his heart was alarmed.

A fist wrapped in black cracks was imminent, and Mo Yu was stunned for a moment, as if he had even had a chance to use his magical powers, and the iron fist slammed into his dead face. (To be continued)