Chapter 133 Ghost Emperor

The remaining image lingered in Chu Tian's mind, just like this autumn drizzle, chaotic and beautiful.

He has walked far away from the maple forest, but he still feels that Luo Jia's eyes are still looking at him behind him.

He couldn't help looking back. The maple forest in the distance had turned into a fiery red dot, like a cluster of quietly burning flames in the morning rain.

"Lotus pond, pomegranate tree, firefly--" Chu Tian smiled slightly and turned around to urge his body to fly in the depths of the rain curtain.

In the maple leaf forest, Luo Jia leaned lazily against the tree to see Chu Tian's lonely figure go away, and a quiet smile came out of the corners of her lips. She raised her ivory-like white and moist jade arm, casually coiled up her black hair, then inserted the hairpin, and then stroked the wet hair on the corners of her temples.

"Pig head," feeling a hidden pain in some secret place on her body, Luo Jia cursed in a low voice, and her face was full of smiles, as if she was talking to herself: "Next time I'll teach you a good lesson!"

Suddenly, the smile on her face disappeared, and her eyes turned to the maple forest.

The rain gradually became heavier, and the fog in the forest became thicker and thicker. A petite snow-white shadow slowly stepped out from behind the fog.

At the age of about thirteen or fourteen years old, she has a beautiful face, as if the whole world has lost its color.

Her eyes were cold, staring at Luo Jia's face, containing deep hostility and murder.

"Damn, it won't be all seen by this little girl, will it?"

In an instant, Luo Jia already knew who the girl in the snow was.

"Your name is Ni Luojia?" The girl in snow clothes approached step by step, like a volcano covered by ice and snow, releasing a terrible momentum.

Luo Jia has recovered from her initial consternation. She maintained her original posture, looked at the girl in snow with interest, and asked, "Are you Qing'er? I've heard from Chu Tian."

"I really want to kill you, but my brother will be angry if he knows it." Qinger ignored Luo Jia's kindness and said indifferently, "So this is the first and last warning - don't seduce my brother!"

Luo Jia looked at Qing'er, and her eyes were ambiguous and deliberately teased, "What if I don't agree?"

"Wh!" Yan Fu's whip suddenly took action, like an angry dragon tearing the rain curtain and blowing the broken face of Luojia.

Luojia did not move, and she didn't even blink her eyes. She watched the bluff of Yan's magic whip pass in front of her, and the "pattering" sound hit a shocking gully on the ground.

"Maybe it will help you change your mind." Qing'er was secretly surprised by Luojia's calmness and eyesight.

No wonder my brother will be fascinated by her. I have to admit that this fox spirit is not only brilliant, but also very good at it.

"Little sister, put away the whip and go home." Luo Jia was not annoyed at all and said pleasantly, "When you grow up, you will understand that you have done a stupid thing today."

"Is that right?" Qing'er didn't think so. Yan Fu's magic whip phantomed and heavy light and shadow shrouded Luo Jia.

Since the warning is invalid, you have to do it.

Luojia's body was light and strangely crossed out of the shadow of the whip.

"Bum!" The maple tree that had just leaned on behind it was smashed by the Yan Fu magic whip, and the red leaves all over the sky fluttered in the wind, like colorful butterflies flying in the rain.

"Wo-W!" Qing'er waved the magic whip and aggressively chased Luojia. The red light and shadows criscrossed in the forest. Wherever they passed, the maple trees swayed and groaned, falling down like a knife and an axe.

Obviously, her cultivation has reached the realm of the holy level of heart washing. Every Yan Fu magic whip contains amazing destructive power and lethality. In addition, her angry action is even more frightening.

Luojia's clothes fluttered, and he wandered calmly between the shadows of the whips. He avoided his posture and looked like light clouds covering the moon, wind and snow, just like people in the sky.

Qing'er stood still, and Yan Fu's magic whip swept around. At the beginning, you can also see the trajectory of whip shadow veins. After more than 20 faces, it completely turns into a sea of fire, devouring the sky and the earth and the wind and clouds change color.

When fighting to the sound, Luo Jia's body suddenly accelerated, and he cut in from the impenetrable whip shadow and bullied Qin Qinger.

The cold light moved in Qing'er's eyes, and the five fingers of her left hand stood like a knife flashing golden halo and split Luojia's chest!

Between the lightning and fire, the figures of Qinger and Luojia staggered by.

A wisp of roses swept by. Qinger only felt that her waist and eyes were sore, and she was actually pinched by Luojia.

She was shocked, but more ashamed. Yan Fu's magic whip suddenly turned around and hit Luo Jia's vest.

Luojia giggled, and the tip of her toes was watered at the whip. She flew up in the air like a spiritual crane. She dodged Qinger's three-style killing moves and said, "No wonder Chu Tian loves you. She is indeed a beloved little girl."

Qing'er's eyebrows were full of anger, and she clenched her teeth and didn't say a word. Yan Fu's magic whip suddenly soared. One move was simple and simple. It was not good. If a mason waved a steel hammer to carve a chisel on a ten thousand feet of steep wall, it was horizontal and vertically full of ancient meaning. The weather was like nature, but it was Lin Yingxu's unique learning of the magic religion. Twenty-four whips of the ghost axe.

In a blink of an eye, the two fought fiercely for more than 30 rounds. Luo Jia only defended and did not attack. It seemed that she was deliberately testing the depth of Qinger's cultivation.

The more Qing'er fought, the more frightened she became, but she was stubborn by nature and would rather bend, and only tried her best to urge Yan Fumo to attack more fiercely.

Suddenly, Luojia's body flashed gently with her ape arm, and she accurately found the real body of the magic whip in thousands of virtual shadows, and gently put her finger on the whip head in her arms.

Qing'er suddenly felt that a power of Mo Yu came quickly through the Yan Fu magic whip, and she stood at her feet staggering forward.

She shouted with a coquettish voice, and her hair, hunting and dancing scattered a golden red divine light, and her feet took root and stood firmly from the ground.

"Keng!" Yan Fu's whip suddenly straightened under the pull of the two huge forces, making a metal trembling sound.

For a moment, the maple leaf forest fell silent, but Qinger's feet made a slight noise, and her feet slowly fell into the mud.

The two were competing, and a faint green atmosphere suddenly floated in the morning fog, gradually spreading from south to north.

Luo Jia and Qing'er were stunned, and they vaguely felt that something strange in the green air was rapidly approaching the two people.

"Wow--" In the direction of the green air, the void was suddenly turbulent, suddenly cracking a gap in time and space with dazzling blue light. The crazy and powerful torrents surged out, and large areas of maple trees silently broke into powder, forming an incredible vacuum zone with a radius of kilometers.

Then, a two-meter-high green skeleton came out of the gap between time and space, and his eyes burst into cold light, like two sharp and enchanting sword rays penetrating the sky and shooting directly at Luojia.

Luo Jia shook his wrist and shook the whip, and Yan Fu's magic whip fluttered up. "Papa" crisply hit the cold light.

The cold light was broken, and Qing'er's body trembled slightly, and green smoke rose from Yan Fu's whip.

"Wow--" The gap between time and space was closed, and the green skeleton stared at Luo Jia, and the hoarse mechanical voice said, "The holy day is coming, and your blood will become the most holy sacrifice."

"Ghost!" Qinger got up and waved the devil whip to the skeleton's neck.

The skeleton stretched out its left five-finger halberd and drew an arc in front of it, blocking all the changes of the twenty-four whips.

Qinger knew that the skeleton's power was deep and unshakable. The Yan Fu magic whip suddenly deflected from the right side of the skeleton, and immediately shook his wrist gently and hit the opponent's vest.

What do you know is that the skeleton ignores the devil's whip, and his body suddenly flies and flies, which is even faster than the whip.

"Let me do it. This guy is a ghost emperor." Luo Jia stood in front of Qinger and raised her hand to pull out a ghost claw inserted into the skeleton.

The skeleton becomes extremely fast, turning its claws into palms and cutting them on the hairpin.

With the soft sound of "Keng", the bodies of Luojia and the skeleton shook respectively. Yan Fumo's whip came and hit the skeleton vest.

"Bum!" A shallow whip mark was left on the back of the skeleton, with a fierce roar in his mouth, and his body staggered forward and then stood still.

Qing'er was shocked. She knows the weight of this whip better than anyone else, that is, the other party is a ghost emperor-level master equivalent to the realm of the holy level. If she is strong enough to get a whip, she will never be safe and sound.

There is no doubt that this skeleton must have a magic treasure to protect the body. Only in this way can it block the heavy blow of Yan Fu's magic whip.

At this time, Luojia had already attacked the hairpin and fought with the skeleton.

Qing'er took the opportunity to adjust her breath, holding the devil's whip in her hand and stood and stared at the battle.

I saw Luo Jiaqian's shadow flying, and the hairpin in her hand was as light as the weight, and the moves were fierce. The key to the whole body around the skeleton ghost emperor was like a storm, and the change of moves was round and free without trace, leaving the other party any chance to breathe and reverse.

After only looking at it for a while, Qinger had to admit against her will that Luo Jia's cultivation was indeed much higher than her own. At least for three or five years, it is difficult for me to catch up with her.

In any case, bowing your head and losing is by no means Qing'er's personality. In any case, you can't teach her to take her brother!

Before thinking about it, I suddenly listened to the skeleton ghost emperor's deep voice, and his palms stood on his chest and cut them out alternately. His palms were heavy and heavy without any ingenuity, but it seemed that the iron wall slowly closed, constantly compressing the space for Luojia to swim.

Luo Jia raised his palm to fight, and shook it three times in a row. He felt that the meridians in his chest were like acupuncture. Obviously, the internal injury did not heal and the injury was added to the injury.

The skeleton ghost emperor saw the clue and approached Luojia's short soldiers step by step, and his palm was crushed by the mountain and sea.

"Wh!" Qing'er waved the whip to help, and Yan Fu's whip stabbed the skeleton ghost emperor's eyebrows like a gun.

The skeleton ghost emperor didn't look at it, and the cold light of his left palm flashed like an indestructible magic blade splitting the magic whip.

Qing Erqing scolded and shook the whip, and the Yan Fu magic whip suddenly loosened, and the red light flashed and the truth was indistinguishable. It was like three thousand troubles wrapped around the left wrist of the skeleton ghost emperor.

Luo Jia took advantage of the situation to bully him, and his hairpin quickly flew over the chest of the skeleton ghost emperor, making his left branch and right to lose the other.

"Wo!" Two evil blues burst out of the eyes of the skeleton ghost emperor, and collided with the heavy light and shadow of Yan Fu's whip, bursting away a beautiful red and green intertwined light.

Qing'er hummed in a low voice, and the Yan Fu magic whip flew out of her hand, and her right sleeve turned into black ashes from the bottom up, as if it had been burned by fire, revealing half of the crystal jade-like lotus root arm.

Almost in no particular order, Luojia's hairpin clicked on the chest of the skeleton ghost emperor.