However, as a virtual ghost patriarch, even if it is only a genre of a ghost, it is different from the ordinary ghosts. When it screams, a black gas erupts in the body, and it barely blocks the golden light for a moment, with a swaying body and a faint body. Flying out of the air, out of the envelope of golden light.

puff!

The imaginary body appeared in more than ten feet, and his face was pale as paper. However, when he fixed his eyes, he found that the golden light column disappeared.

"not good!"

Not yet waiting for its reaction, several golden electric awnings rushed from all directions, and under a flash, they penetrated the chest of the emptiness, the lower abdomen and other important points.

The emptiness of the body is distorted, and the mana that has just barely gathered in the body is once again broken up by the golden electric mans.

A picture of a flower, Liu Ming appeared in the illusion of the avatar before the five fingers, a few golden electric awns from his hand, formed a lightning cage to envelop the illusion of avatar inside.

"This...this is what thunder and lightning! Who are you in the end?" The imaginary spirit was terrified, and the body slammed into the right and left in the cage of lightning, and was bombarded by a golden arc.

Liu Ming’s face was silent, and he ignored the question of the imaginary spirit. With one hand, the chest appeared an ancient golden seal, which was the seal of the seal that he had sealed for a long time.

After nine days of Shenlei reinventing the flesh, the power of thunder and lightning inspired by the thunder and lightning has completely turned into a glaring golden color, which has greatly increased the power of the nine-day **** thunder.

Then, in his palm, a golden electric awn with a thick arm was shot, and the bombardment was in the illusory avatar.

There was a scream in the thunder and lightning cage, among the golden electric awns. The emptiness of the emptiness has turned into a burst of blue smoke and completely dies.

The center of the center of the ink crystal forest is deep in the secret room. The imaginary spirit is sitting on the ground with his knees, and he has words in his mouth. One after another, the scorpion ejected from his hands, and fell into the gray-white human form not far from the front.

The gray-white 傀儡 binoculars are getting brighter and brighter, and the body is gradually showing a sly rune, and the faint feeling of a huge breath is about to wake up.

At this moment, the virtual body suddenly shocked and suddenly looked up.

"Even so quickly, I was killed by a avatar, or was killed by the weakest true sect of the original Dan, and so on, golden lightning? This son's spell is a bit strange... Hey, I will find you later!"

The ethereal spirit snorted. I was immersed in the rituals.

......

Somewhere in the ink crystal forest, Liu Ming killed the evil spirits and then put away the prison and the bones. After the slightest sinking, the body shape flew away from the sky.

This Mojinglin interfered with the knowledge of the gods. The imaginary phantom was lurking on the side of the body and could not detect it. The area of ​​this piece of ink crystal forest was amazing, and then blindly looking for it, I am afraid it will eventually be nothing.

And he faintly felt. The imaginary spirit led them to this Mojinglin. The purpose of the imaginary is not as simple as getting out of here. Although he is quite confident in his own strength, he still needs to meet with Bi Yan and others.

Think about it like this. Liu Ming flew into the air and looked around in one direction and then flew away in one direction.

Another place in the ink crystal forest. One gray, one basket and two lights continually collide in midair, and the invisible mana fluctuations in a circle. Far passed out.

The fierce battle here is the sword of the young sword. And another illusion.

Although the back-sword youth was seriously injured before, I don’t know if he used the secret technique or took any great healing medicine. At this moment, it seems to have basically recovered his vitality. Overflowing, turned into a dense purple net of swords, and the dead and the dead suppressed the emptiness.

The emptiness of the avatar is holding a gray squirting gun, which is turned into a black dragon to protect the whole body. It barely blocks the fierce attack of the young swordback. Although it is in a downwind, it will not fall for a while. defeat.

At this time, the young man in the back of the sword mourned the mantra, and the two purple flying swords were combined into one, and turned into a huge machete. As a purple streamer flashed, it suddenly collapsed.

The imaginary avatar seems to know that this trick is not forcibly taken over, and under the sway, he will dodge.

At this moment, suddenly, the ancient mirror did not know when it came to the top of the head, a white light column descended from the sky, and the illusory avatar was shrouded inside.

The emptiness of the body is a stagnation, and the purple streamer squats and divides the imaginary body into two.

The imaginary body split into two halves, still not dead, the two half body slammed into a group of gray gas, fleeing in the direction of a dense quartzite column in the distance.

The fire flashed, and the red firebird of Xuzhang was flashing from the middle of the two gray-white pillars in front. Before the ash gas was stopped, Zhangkou spewed a red fireball. The meteor generally hit the gray gas.

The ash gas exploded, and the imaginary body flew out and stumbled, and a scream was heard in the mouth.

The red-winged firefowls have a double-wing, and a large flame spreads out from the wings of the feathers. The range of dozens of squares suddenly turns into a sea of ​​fire, and the illusion of the emptiness is wrapped in it.

"嗖"!

In the fire, lightning flashed out of a red fire circle, and a flash of illusion was placed inside. At the same time, the white light column in the air once again shrouded down, and the imaginary body could not move.

At this moment, two purple flying swords smashed down, and a purple sword light drowned the imaginary body, and the screams came from inside, and quickly turned into nothingness.

After a while, the large pieces of the sea of ​​fire dissipated, and there were two more figures beside the backsword man. It was a young man in the Qingpao and a man with a hanging eyebrow.

"Shi brother, Li brother, thank you for helping each other, otherwise you have to kill this imaginary avatar, I am afraid it will take a lot of effort." The young sword of the back sword waved, and the two purple flying swords spurted back into the back. Then he handed his hand to the old man of the Qingpao.

"The sword brother should not be polite, you and me three people work together to do things for the King of the King, why should you thank." The old man of Qingpao put away the ancient mirror, a smile.

Then, the sky and the sea quickly caught up, and the red-red firefowl flicked into a red bead, and a red bracelet flew back at the same time, falling in the hands of the middle-aged man.

This person did not speak, but nodded to the young man in the back sword, and looked at him with vigilance.

"Shi Wuxiong, what should I do next?" asked the youth of the back sword to look at the old man in Qingpao.

The man who hanged the eyebrows heard the words and took his eyes back. He turned to look at the old man in the Qingpao.

Among the three, the old man of the Qingpao was the highest, and the young man with the back sword and the man with the eyebrows were all headed by the old man of the Qingpao.

"The situation in this ink crystal forest is a bit strange at the moment. In the next view, it is basically impossible to find out the true body of the virtual spirit by our purposeless wandering. According to me, still and other People meet again." The old man of Qingpao said in a deep indulgence.

The young man with the back sword and the man with the eyebrows had no opinions. Then the three men discussed it again, and they turned into three ray of light, and hovered in the air for a while, and flew away in the direction of coming.

......

In the gray-white stone forest thousands of miles away from the old robes of the Qing robes, numerous green filaments are intertwined, such as hundreds of green spider webs tangled together, and the radius of the circle is turned into a piece. Spherical green silk cage.

A green flame emerged from the green filament, trapping an imaginary avatar in the middle.

This imaginary avatar has already displayed the spirit of the liberty at this moment, turned into a gray mist, left and right in the green silk cage, but the dense green filaments are still layered on the gray fog. , firmly tied it.

In the sky above the green silk cage, Bi Yan floated up and stood up, his face was solemn, his eyes were green and the two hands continued to make a slap in the face, constantly immersed in the green raft that was suspended in front of him.

Hula!

After the green light was shining, a green flame flashed out of it, and it fell to the bottom. It passed through the green silk cage and landed directly on the virtual spirit.

The voice of Ziz is great!

The emptiness of the emptiness made a scream of screams, and the body shape became smaller and smaller, and it quickly turned into a gray fly.

Seeing this, Bingyan breathed a sigh of relief, and a pale face appeared on his face.

The ubiquitous power of interference in the ink crystal forest makes him use a lot of mana cost of this series of secrets, much more than usual.

After taking out a medicinal medicinal suit, he looked at his face and waved a slap in the face. Numerous green silk turned into a little green light, and a roll flew back into the green scorpion.

Suddenly, Bingyan’s brow wrinkled and turned to look at the distant sky.

"嗖"!

A black dawn rushed from a distance, and fell, revealing a figure, it is Liu Ming.

"It turned out to be a hidden brother!"

Bingyan’s face was loose, showing a smile and nodded to Liu Ming.

"In the far-reaching sense, there is a fighting wave here. I came over and saw it. I didn't expect it to be Bi Yan brother! It seems that the battle is over." Liu Ming looked at the gray mist that gradually dissipated around and nodded.

"It's just a avatar. Can the Taoist friend find the body of the imaginary spirit?" Bi Yan smiled and asked.

"This ink crystal forest interferes too much with the gods, and it still has nothing to gain." Liu Ming shook his head and sighed.

Bingyan heard a wrinkle.

"Bi Yandao friends, that imaginary spirit will lead us to the ink crystal forest here, I am afraid that it is not as simple as escaping. If I continue to act separately, I am afraid that it will not be proper, and the trap that will fall into the virtual spirit is unknown." Liu Ming said after a little discretion, he said to Bi Yan.

Bi Yan heard the words of indulging, and then nodded after a long while: "The hidden brothers are justified, or let everyone gather together."

When he finished, as soon as he raised his hand, a thick red light column rose into the sky. Under the flash, it reached a height of a thousand feet, and then turned into a large and striking red mang, spreading toward the surrounding, and lasting forever. After a full tea effort, it slowly dispersed. (To be continued, please search for astronomical literature, the novel is better updated faster!