Chapter 12 Wu Xiao

Zhao Qianyang felt fear from the bottom of his heart. He looked carefully at the huge dark shadow, which was a blood-red thing, but Zhao Qianyang didn't believe that it was a bird, because all the birds he had seen since childhood could not catch up with one-third of its body.

The demon stepped over, and the earth seemed to be trembling. He easily surpassed Zhao Qianyang and stopped in front of them and intercepted the way. Zhao Qianyang raised his head slightly and met the bright black eyes of the strange head.

The strange head looked at Zhao Qianyang's eyes like a peerless pervert who saw a peerless beauty who took off her clothes. The impulse and desire to possess were unreservedly expressed.

Zhao Qianyang did not turn around and run away, because he knew that in the face of this powerful demon, it was useless to escape. Instead of a cowardly death when he escaped, it was better to sacrifice gloriously in battle.

Li Yi did not run away. He stood side by side with Zhao Qianyang and exchanged glances with each other. Both sides knew their own ideas, and the brotherhood was the most real at this time.

"That's great, that's great. This shell is exactly what I dreamed of, no. It's better than I thought." The strange head screamed excitedly, and the voice was harsh, like chewing iron sand all over its mouth. His body unconsciously got goose bumps and his back was cold.

Zhao Qianyang calmed down and asked the strange head, "What on earth are you?"

The strange head smiled and said, "I'm not a thing. From today on, I'm you. Will you disappear without a trace?" After saying that, his eyes shot two black lights, which enveloped Zhao Qianyang in an instant.

Zhao Qianyang only felt that his body suddenly lost control, and his eyes became dark. He seemed to have fallen into a strange place. He could not feel any weight or consciousness.

Li Yi was so scared that he panicked. He tried to push Zhao Qianyang out of the black light and found Zhao Qianyang standing there like a sculpture. He tried his best to push it at all. Li Yi shouted anxiously, "Zhao Qianyang, what's wrong with you?"

The silence was heavy, and there was no response. The strange head's face slowly tore a crack from the middle, and the darkness burst out from the crack, and then the whole head turned into fragments and merged into the black light. A head-sized black circle formed at the demon's chest, and the demon's body gradually changed. The long mane and bone spurs on his back retracted at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the two scarlet eyes slowly turned brown.

The huge red bird in the sky is about to come to them. This black light speed seemed to feel a threat and rotated faster. Li Yi only felt that the real gloomy wind blew on him and numb half of his body. At this time, the demon turned into an image of a person, more than three meters high and muscular After a lot of trials, especially the long scar on his face, which added a little tough and powerful temperament to him. The black light on his chest has shrunk to the size of a fist.

This demon is the mountain. He was changed into a demon by the strange head with magic. At this moment, due to the departure of the strange head, he gradually returned to his original appearance. The mountain looked solemnly above. The red bird incited huge wings. The ground blew a strong wind with the incitement of the giant bird, and the small sand market was blown by the wind. Standing high, Li Yi narrowed his eyes. It was already a little difficult for him to stand, and Dashan**'s body stood there without moving.

The black light finally came out of the body of the mountain and was slowly closing towards Zhao Qianyang's body. Li Yi was very anxious. Zhao Qianyang was facing a danger he did not know. Li Yi stared at the wind again and pushed Zhao Qianyang's body hard, but when his two When his hand touched the black light, it was like touching a red-hot iron block. A faint smoke emitted from his palm, and a sharp pain came from his palm, like ten thousand ants biting on it, itchy and painful. Li Yi's face turned red with pain, and bean-sized sweat drips were also soaked on his forehead. Looking down, both palms were black.

The red bird made a sound, and a huge and sharp sound ran through the whole world. Li Yi covered his ears with his wrist. Even so, the sound still hurt his eardrums, making his eyes dizzy, and he didn't have time to recover. He saw a huge flame spewing out of the bird's mouth, aiming at the black light and round ten meters. The distance was shrouded inside, and the temperature rose sharply. Li Yi quickly fell to the ground and rolled out. There was a hot tingling pain from the skin, and more than half of the body was burned alive. Fortunately, he rolled out of the scope of the flame attack, otherwise he might have been burned to death by the flames. However, thinking that Zhao Qianyang was still in it and his life and death were unknown, Li Yi hammered the ground heavily, and the fine sand mixed into his charred palm, but Li Yi felt even more sad.

The red bird in the sky seemed to be reprimanded, flattering, and the flames were taken back. Dashan's body was like a red-hot iron, emitting a faint red light of yours. He closed his eyes and clenched his fists tightly. Looking at his eyebrows and hair, they had been burned without a trace, and his cool scalp was shining brightly in the sun. And the black light formed a ball more than two meters in diameter, and Li Yi knew that Zhao Qianyang was there.

The mountain opened its eyes, and two fierce lights stared straight at the huge red bird in the sky. The red bird seemed to find that the mountain's eyes sounded as if it were provocative, fanned a few wings, slowly landed down, and the sand rose again. When the giant bird was about to fall to fall to the ground, a man jumped from the head of the giant bird, wearing a fiery red robe, a red gold belt around his waist, and a pair of purple cloud boots. His hands were environmentally friendly, his one leg was bent, his long black hair and red robe flew freely. It looks chic and domineering.

The mountain glanced at the black ball surrounding Zhao Qianyang. The black ball was slowly shrinking and slowly walking towards the human shape. Dashan strode to the man in red robe falling from the air, and every step was very cautious.

"Hmm, jumping clown, over your own strength." The man in red fell quietly on the ground, his tone was as cold as ten thousand years of ice, and the temperature around him seemed to drop.

Dashan's confidence was obviously a little insufficient. In order to hide the emptiness in his heart, he shouted, "Wu Xiao, don't be too arrogant. My master has found the right body. After he succeeds in taking it, your doomsday will come."

Wu Xiao turned his head and looked at the big-shaped black object, smiled contemptuously and said faintly, "It's useless." After saying that, he raised his left hand slightly, and a dazzling golden light floated on his hand. Looking carefully, it turned out to be a few beating characters.

The corners of Dashan's eyes twitched and rushed to Wu Xiao with a roar. His huge figure jumped high, and iron-like muscles bulged on his forearms. The blue veins of one palms of his head burst up, clenched his fists and smashed Wu Xiao's head violently. Looking at the momentum, it seems that he is going to beat Wu Xiao's head down.

Wu Xiao waved his right hand and swept it in front of his chest. The golden light appeared, generating a golden shield out of thin air, firmly protecting Wu Xiao in it, and then hitting the rune of his left hand against the black object turned into a strange head. The action was like clouds and flowing water. The whole person stood there again angrily, which was Dashan's heavy punch on the golden shield.

"Bang."

With a loud noise, the mountain stepped back two steps and looked angrily at the golden shield in front of him. His eyes seemed to have a burning anger in it. Like an angry bull, he rushed to the dazzling red again. The fists and shields crossed, with a continuous sound, like a continuous torrential rain.

"Kka."

Wu Xiao showed a stunned expression. Dashan's fist had smashed the golden shield in front of him, and the next punch came to his eyes in a blink of an eye. The huge fist was about to hit more than half of Wu Xiao's face. Wu Xiao's toes gently touched the ground, and his body quickly retreated more than a meter. Dashan's blow failed.