Immortal Mortal

One of them must be a syllabic sound. He and the syllabic syllabus practiced for a year, and he immediately felt it when he swayed.

The sound of the book has been passed down by the wind sorcerer, and the ice wind is double-edged. The strength is far stronger than the normal lake. Mo Wuji estimated that the realm of Shu Shuyin should be on the second floor of Zhenhu, and his real strength should be able to exist on the fourth to fifth floors of the enemy lake. In the thorns of the thorns, Mo Wuji estimates that even if it is a virtual state, it may not be able to gain the upper hand.

But the fact is that he actually feels that the voice of the book is falling.

Mo Wuzhi's figure flashed and turned into a breeze in the wind, quickly disappearing from the original place.

A few minutes later, Mo Wuji had already seen the two fights. The sound of the book is scattered, the blood is everywhere, and the clothes are torn like a mop.

And the battle with the sound of the book is a man who is white and unnecessary. This man has a good way to avoid in the wind. It seems that this guy is not a wind monk, it is a means of similar winds.

In the eyes of Mo Wuji, this guy is at least the late stage of the virtual god, even the virtual **** is complete.

Mo Wuji is now on the fourth floor of the lake. Outside, he believes that he will never be afraid of any true lake monk. Even if he is a virtual **** monk, he can't beat it, and he can easily walk away.

In this thorny slam door, even if the illusory **** is complete, he is not afraid.

At this moment, Wu Wuji came here, not only did he find him in the sound of the book, but the virtual **** was full and did not find Mo Wuji. Mo Wuji seems to be integrated into the squally wind, there is no half-pointed and trace.

"Hey!" Another killing mans passed through the shoulders of the chanting, and the tattered clothes originally adorned with her were also swept away by the energy of this killing.

The sound of the book is shy and anxious, and I don’t want to say that her life is dangerous, even if the rags on her body are torn apart.

It’s no problem to be seen by Mo Wuji. Mo Wuji is also a person she is familiar with. It is the 2705. If her body is seen by a strange man, even if she is finally defeated, she will not notice.

Yan Shuyin decided to leave immediately. She also knew that the opponent was a guy who was extremely sensitive to the wind and she could hardly retreat. Not going back, her situation is even more difficult.

"Booming!" Several horrible thunder bombs rang in this gust of wind, and the sound of the book was very pleasant. When she heard the thunder, she knew that there was no way.

Sure enough, the virtual **** who had the upper hand was full of monks, and the body was bombarded with a few blood fog. Where can he still have the opportunity to continue to shoot at the moment? He was in a hurry and wanted to escape from this place immediately.

Although I want to ask Mo Wu to leave this guy, she doesn’t know where Mo Wuji is.

In fact, it is not only that the sound of the book does not know where Mo Wuji is, and the perfect **** of the virtual **** also does not know where Mo Wuji is.

If he didn't even know where he was hiding, he was counted by Mo Wuji and would never stop. Now he doesn't know where his opponent is hiding. What can he do without stopping?

Mo Wuji once started, you can let this virtual **** monk escape. He and the gust of wind in the thorns of the thorns are completely integrated into one, even to the monk of the virtual gods, this virtual **** monk has not yet noticed.

It was not until the invisible swordsmanship was shot, and the celestial sticks were also waved.

He also knows how to use the wind in the thorns of the thorns, and even in this wind can rely on intuition to avoid the barbed wind and gravel. So sensitive to the wind, he did not find a sneak attack on the opponent in the wind, showing how strong his opponent is, or that the perception of the wind is far stronger than him.

His temperament rushed out, and he barely blocked the invisible swords of Mo Wuji. Before he had come back, a few powerful wind whips on his back, taking his clothes and his skin away. He had a good deal with the sound of the book, and the wind whip could not hurt him.

Now there is no way to start, where can he still have the opportunity to manage those wind whip?

"Boom!" When the wind once again blocked the Mo Wuji Tianji stick, it was several bombs that exploded next to him.

This imaginary one of the legs was directly blown by the thunder and broke the leg bones. At this time, he simply ignored his own injuries and retreated quickly.

He feels that the strength of Mo Wuji should not be as high as he is, even lower than him is not a grade. Otherwise, he could not block the unscrupulous calculations under rush.

However, he did not dare to continue to fight with Mo Wuji. In this place, he could not capture the opponent's place. However, the opponent also had the kind of invisible sword and the thunder without warning. Even if Mo Wuji is two grades lower than his strength, he does not dare to continue.

It is like outside, he tied his hands and feet all at the same time, but also tied his own mind and the other side to do it. It is a strange thing to win.

Mo Wuji is also anxious. He hides in the dark and blends with the wind of the thorny wind. Not to mention that the other party has not yet advanced to the heavens, even if it is promoted to the true state of the heavens, it is difficult to find his presence at any time. However, the strength of him and the monk of this virtual **** is too different. It is only two times in a row that can only hurt the other side. And this kind of injury looks very powerful and is not really fatal.

If this false **** monk does not retreat, he will be killed sooner or later. But as soon as the other party retired, he had no choice. The other party can also leave safely in this wind, as long as he does not do it, it is very likely to quit.

Hidden in the wind can indeed count opponents, but it also limits his shot strength.

Thinking of this, Mo Wuji no longer wants to hide in the wind, after blasting a few thunderballs, he emerged directly from the wind, and the celestial stick smashed.

"Booming and banging!" Several thunder bombs rang, and this virtual **** monk was not shocked. Because he finally saw the figure of Mo Wuji, as long as Mo Wuji came out, he was sure to let Mo Wuji not go.

"Hey!" A deep-fried mine directly blasted the bones of the other leg of the imaginary monk. The vain monk did not care, and the wind blew up the violent force in the wind to cover Mo. Nothing.

Mo Wuji bite his teeth, and the celestial stick is still banging.

The power of this virtual **** monk is so terrible that it is so terrible. This is still in the thorns of the thorns. If it is outside, it is estimated that he has no ability to resist.

The imaginary monk saw that Mo Wuji dared to be like him, regardless of his magic weapon, his mouth smirked.

As long as he is a little bit a little bit, he doesn't have to hide at all, and he can only hit his shoulder bones. And he was unscrupulous in the middle shoulder, he was the most powerful. Even if he is badly wounded, another woman is not afraid of him. But his opponent's waist in the wind can definitely break the opponent's waist.

That's right, in this thorny slam door, his power is not as good as the outside 30%. What about it? He saw it, and Mo Wuji did not even go to the virtual state.

"Boom, hehe..."

Although in the squally wind, the sound of this broken bone can still be heard by Mo.

The sorcerer's temperament of the imaginary gods slammed into the waist of Mo Wuji without any deviation. Even if Mo Wuji had already applied the third layer of the martial art to change the word, the virtual monk also Unable to display all the power, Mo Wuji still heard his bones break. From the waist to the legs, to the ankles. Until Yuan Li was transferred from the bottom of the foot into the ground, this horrible power disappeared without a trace.

The imaginary monk was not half-satisfied. He also heard the sound of bone breakage in his body as he heard the sound of Mo Wubo's broken bones.

A stun, even the breath of death swept over, and he felt that the power of the whole body was dissipating.

The sound of pain and broken bones was not from his shoulders, but from his head. He clearly felt the position of the unscrupulous genius stick, and clearly opened his head in time. However, the opponent's celestial stick was on his head, so he simply could not understand.

This can only be done unless the other person makes a momentary turn when the celestial stick is offset at his head. This kind of means, don't say him, even if it is a true god, it is not always possible to do it. How can the other party do it?

In the next moment, his consciousness was completely immersed in the darkness. Mo Wuji did not give him the opportunity to continue. A sword passed through his Zifu~www.readwn.com~嘭! At the moment when the monk was killed, Mo Wuji fell from the sky and fell in a pit that he was forced to blast.

He killed this imaginary monk, and he can say that he relies entirely on his own strength.

When the monk in the virtual state does not avoid his stick, Mo Wuji knows that the other party is likely to want to fight with him. In general, this is very bad for him. His repair is not as good as the other side, and he certainly can't fight each other.

But he has the equivalent of supernatural powers. Although his bones broke from the waist to the leg bones, he was a success.

As for the stick that he fell down, he has used the fourth layer of the rotation of the word.

It is precisely because Mo Wuji can't change the direction in which the celestial stick falls in that moment, then the imaginary monk will dare to fight with him. It is a pity that the monk of the virtual gods does not know that Mo Wuji has a martial art.

The fourth layer of the revolving star shifts to Kun, and you can turn the celestial stick in an instant, and the power will not change.

This also gives Mo Wuji a wake up, never to underestimate his opponent. Even if you are sure that the other party can't do it, you should think that the other party can do it when you are fighting for life and death.

"Mu Shidi..." The singer has rushed over eagerly, and will be careful to take Mo Wuzhi, a look of tension. She did not even think that Mo Wuji could kill this virtual god, or in the front fight.

A faint scent and softness came, and there was no worries in the heart. For the first time, I held almost the sound of the book, because there was no life on the other side, and there was no mourning in his heart. Now that he is close to holding him like a book, he knows that there is something called a hormone.

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(To be continued.)

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