Chapter 317 Changes

In the dark night, the wind roared, driving the wind outside the city, and the shadow shook, and it seemed indescribably lonely against the brightly lit lights of Shuofeng City. The moon is dark and the wind is high. It's a murderous night! Several wild wolves walked on the green grass and howled, and the heartbreaking howl resounded through the night sky. The green eyes looked around, revealing the ferocious and cold meaning. This is Shuofeng City. It is noisy and lively in the daytime, and the warm wind is warm, but at night, the lonely Shuo wind sweeps, and a faint moonlight shows a trace of eyebrows on the clouds, and the faint light is scattered on the ground.

The withered grass is as famous as the pears in Shuofeng City. This grass looks half green and half yellow in winter and summer, but it is the best private chat for animals. The soldiers of Yanrong are strong, and the cavalry dominates in a corner. The credit of this withered grass is indispensable. This large meed is the place where Shuofeng City raises cavalry horses, but tonight, two uninvited guests came.

Waves of ghosts roared in the air, and the strong smell made several wild wolves wandering in the wasteland so scared that they rolled and crawled away. The originally quiet grassland was so stinky that it was unbearable. Mo Yeqing's eyes, shaking the huge horn hammer, shone fiercely, and he looked a hundred times more ferocious than the wilderness wolf. Evil beast, looking for death!" He, who was addicted to killing, narrowed his eyes slightly, and nine white skulls flew out of the white bone hammer in his palm and flew towards the wild wolf fleeing below.

The strange laughter suddenly sounded, and the wolf who had fled below was softened by the strange breath, and his head bent on the ground, as if he did not dare to move. In a flash, the soul and flesh of more than ten wild wolves were swallowed up by the nine skulls, and the skulls flashing with blue ghost fire in Bai Sensen's eyes gargled and surrounded Mo Yeqing with a strange smile.

"Nine-child mother white bone asks heart hammer? How did your Moye family give you all this magic weapon? Gan Ping frowned slightly. When he first saw the horn hammer, the evil smell on it made Gan Ping quite uncomfortable, and now he affirmed the origin of this magic weapon. In your eyes, this is one of the several strange treasures that the ancestor of my Moye family dominated the world in those years. Boy, it is your blessing that you can die under this hammer. Today, I'm going to avenge my brother's murder in Nanji Mountain that day. Come on!"

The huge hammer in the palm waved out, and the nine skeletons roared, laughing and scrambling to fly to Ganping. With a flash of the mountain sword in his hand, Gan Ping hit hard and fought with the skeleton that came first. The nine-child mother's white bone heart hammer was really evil and domineering. Gan Ping only felt that a huge evil breath immediately came from the mountain sword, and the roaring ghost roared even disturbed his mind.

The corners of his mouth sneered slightly, and a layer of white flame rose from Gan Ping's body. If it is said to disturb the mind and stir up the heart fire, what is more powerful than the burning heart and sky fire? Sure enough, as soon as the silence Zhenyan, which contained the breath of burning fire, appeared, the nine strange heads immediately screamed as if they had encountered something terrible, spinning around Ganping, but no matter how Mo Yeqing urged, they did not dare to bite.

Mo Yeqing roared, and the magic spells in his mouth were chanted repeatedly. The nine skulls were full of fire in their eyes, and a black gas spewed out of his mouth, surrounding the sky. With a slight frown, Gan Ping has found the strange effect of the nine-child mother's white bone heart hammer, which actually formed a small killing array and besieged himself in the center, which has the same effect as the method of the sword array. With a slight sneer, Gan Ping roared in his mouth and pointed straight to Mo Yeqing with his sword. How could Gan Ping, who was familiar with the array, not see that Mo Yeqing holding the mother hammer was the eye of the array?

When Mo Yeqing saw Gan Ping's attack, he was not surprised but happy. He waved the huge hammer in his hand and fought with Gan Ping. For this murdering enemy, he was already angry and wanted to kill him with his own hands. The strong wind roared, and the huge white bone hammer collided with the mountain sword in Gan Ping's palm, which made the mountain sword tremble. Gan Ping's heart rose with helplessness. This mountain sword is the magic weapon given to him by his master. It is the first sword in his life, but now it seems that the grade and strength are really too poor.

In front of the second-level nine-child mother's heart hammer, the Huanshan sword could not be resisted at all. Under the impact of the huge force, the Huanshan sword, which had been severely damaged, made bursts of cracks. And Mo Yeqing laughed strangely, "Kid, go to death!" Your broken blade can't resist my hammer at all. Let's see how I break your head!" Speaking wildly, the giant hammer in the palm of his hand made a terrible roar, covering the key point of Gan Ping's whole body.

Gan Ping's expression was slightly dark. He pulled back and brushed back. In an instant, there was an unpleasant cry, and a huge fiery red figure flashed in front of him. With the colorful five fires and seven bird fans in the palm of his hand, Gan Ping sneered slightly in his heart. If Mo Yeqing really has these means, then stay here today. With the power of himself and Jin Wu, the group can kill Mo Yeqing here.

Feeling the rising golden black sky fire of the three-legged golden black body, the skeleton that formed the array shouted repeatedly. Whether it is the burning heart fire or the golden black sky fire, it is the nemesis of such evil things. Mo Yeqing roared with anger. The huge hammer in his palm waved repeatedly, and a huge cloth flag rose behind him. The cloth flag was blue and blue, and the runes on it flashed endlessly, exuding a strange charm.

With a ferocious smile, Mo Yeqing grabbed the cloth flag behind him and shook it from afar to Gan Ping. At that time, Gan Ping felt the sky was spinning. His soul seemed to be sucked out by the cloth flag. At that moment, he was shocked and slapped the same swaying three-legged golden black. The huge bird immediately turned into a red light and flew into the treasure fan in the palm.

This magic weapon to attack the soul is exactly the nemesis without the essence of Jinwu. If it hadn't been for the body of the three-legged Jinwu living in the remnant soul, it might have been sucked away by the cloth flag. The blue light scattered on his head, and the big bearded spiritual light flew out, covering Gan Ping's soul in it. Three wisps of clear air appeared on Gan Ping's head, turning into three snow-white lotus flowers to protect Gan Ping's spiritual platform.

It is the great power of the three flowers. With the protection of these three lotus flowers, no matter how Mo Yeqing shakes the banner in his hand, it is difficult to be reconciled. Originally, when Gan Ping was sacrificed by Xuanmingzi, he fiercely refined his soul. In addition, the elders in the sect completely solidified his soul through the method of heart refining. Now Gan Ping's soul is only stable, which is unimaginable. Otherwise, if it is someone else, even if it is protected by such divine objects such as Daxumi Lingguangzhan, it will be absorbed by the soul by the cloth flag and fall into the enemy.

Gan Ping didn't expect that Mo Yeqing would have such a strange magic weapon. He was caught off guard and almost said. At this moment, he was no longer hesitant. His clothes behind him burst, and two fiery red wings about three feet long suddenly appeared, reflecting the red clouds in the sky all over the sky. It's like the trend of the gods descending to the earth. The light suddenly bloomed in front of him, and Mo Yeqing couldn't help subconsciously narrowing his slender eyes, while Gan Ping in front of him suddenly disappeared.

After all, he was a high-level monk of Jindan. Mo Yeqing noticed the danger behind him in a blink of an eye. The giant hammers in his palm hit back, and the nine skeletons that had besieged Ganping also roared strangely and ran towards him. The fiery breath behind him surged, and a sharp feeling hit his vest, but it was blocked by the white bone hammer. With a fierce mouthful of blood spewing out, Mo Yeqing had noticed that the white bone heart hammer connected to his mind had been broken by abruptly. Suddenly, his heart was severely damaged and he sprayed a mouthful of blood and rushed forward.

Gan Ping's eyes with a short knife in his hands were full of cold meaning. If it hadn't been for his own blood god knife spirit falling asleep, he would have killed Mo Yeqing with a knife long ago. Why bothered so many things? However, with the strength and sharpness of this witch blade body, it has severely damaged the magic weapon in Mo Yeqing's palm. He must feel uncomfortable when his mind is connected to the hair bag, right? The right wing behind him roared out with firelight. While he was ill and killed him, the huge wing stiffly hit Mo Yeqing's back. The scorching fire attached to it made Mo Yeqing howl. The black firelight swam on him endlessly, and everywhere he passed was dark.

It is this win-fish wing that has absorbed thousands of years of Nethereal evil inflammation. When refining the pair of wings, Gan Ping simply tried his best and used countless means to seal the Nether evil inflammation in the wings at the edge of the wings. When facing the enemy, as long as he is hit by his own wing, he will definitely spread poison all over his body and save nothing. Salvation. It's a pity that there is only a trace of evil fire in this wing. Although it is vicious, it is not as domineering as the body. Looking at the wailing Mo Yeqing, Gan Ping's special longing for the power of refining the evil poisonous phoenix into his treasure fan.

Looking up to the sky and roaring, Mo Yeqing couldn't help howling, and his whole body expanded violently. "Kid, you forced me. Today, I'm going to tear you apart and swallow you inch by inch to dispel the anger in my chest!" With the roar of Mo Yeqing, his body slowly swelled in Gan Ping's surprised eyes, and his clothes on his body were broken, and in an instant turned into a half-man and half-scorpion. The mysterious evil flame that was originally wrapped around Mo Yeqing was swallowed by him, and the strange smile turned into a black fog.

There were bursts of fear in his heart. Gan Ping looked at the monster opposite him coldly and finally understood why he still felt a familiar breath in him. It turned out that the nine-tailed fire scorpion had merged with this Mo Yeqing.

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