Chapter 154 Black Wind Cold Jade Iron

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The bull's head suddenly resurrected at this moment. On the horse's face, the whole body was filled with a sense of anger, and countless black smoke swirled on the body like gusts of wind, which was extremely strange.

Roar! The snow-white horse's face suddenly shot out the chain in his hand, like an infinitely extended sword, pointing straight to Mo Yan's eyebrows. At the same time, the black smoke of the whole body is like a maggot attached to the bone, quickly wrapped around the chain, forming a ghost!

"The sword points to the sky!" Lin Qinghao's wrist trembled, and the sharp sword blade instantly crossed an eye-catching streamer, and a mass of strength like an arrow away from the string burst out from the tip of the sword in an instant.

Tear! The horrible sword spirit met the ghost on the chain, as if it were pale and powerless drawing paper, and it was torn in an instant, and the horrible chain hit like a poisonous snake spitting letters.

However, when the blow was about to be hit on the horse's face, Mo Yan dodged slightly and flew gently, as if he were a big loach. Long Yin stabbed his hand and came out, drew a green moonlight, and cut fiercely at the horse's neck.

Boom! The green moonlight fiercely cut off the pillar supporting the hall of Yan Luo. After three points, the smoke and dust rose to the sky. The bull's head next to it suddenly threw out the black chain in his hand, forming a circle of curves like a thin and dancing, trying to lock Mo Yan!

"The speed of neural response has actually increased?" Mo Yan ignored the sneak attack of the bull's head. He just had doubts about this strange horse's face. His figure made a slight mistake and slid up. The dragon stung like a magic weapon and killed it fiercely.

Puff! Blood splashed!

The horse's face was wailed with a miserable wailing, and the broken arm was flying in mid-air. Mo Yan suddenly kicked out fiercely and hit its chest like a cannonball.

Rumbled, rumbled, and the long-necked horse rolled frantically on the ground until it hit the strong black pillar fiercely. He foamed in his mouth and was out of his mind, as if there was no more breath under Mo Yan's heavy blow.

"Sure enough! Although the speed of nerve response has improved a lot, but the body's resistance to attack, it is still extremely fragile. It's just that what kind of place is this Yanluo Hall? The horse has come back to life?!" Mo Yan frowned and muttered silently in his heart.

It's just that at this moment, the top priority is not the time to think doubt, but to kill the bullhead who is trying to turn the tide and continue to make crazy destruction in the Yanluo Hall as soon as possible.

Wow! The black bull's head suddenly roared, and endless black smoke hovered around the body, turning into a ghost, like a dead flame, burning brightly!

At this moment, although the speed of nerve response has improved and its strength is amazing, but whether it is wisdom or physical resistance, it is far from proportional. Between Lin Qing's battle and retreat and the tactical response, his whole body was actually full of flesh and blood.

A ghost fire suddenly burst out from between the five fingers of the bull's head, turning into a ghostly skeleton bone, wandering rampantly in the Yanluo Hall, like a hungry poisonous snake, crazily devouring all the vitality.

hong!! The ghost fire instantly snarrated in front of Lin Qing, like a thunderbolt, and the fire of silence burned sharply, covering Lin Qing's soft figure in an instant.

Just at this moment, Mo Yan stood by and smiled coldly in his heart, "I've been tricked!"

Sure enough, in the midst of Mo Yan's sneering, Lin Qing, who was burning in the burning silence, suddenly turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared. At the same time, a sharp sword spirit suddenly filled the Yanluo Hall!

A sword to break the sky!

At this moment, Lin Qing actually flashed in mid-air, as graceful as Jinghong, as graceful as a dragon, and the jade sword out of its sheath, the sharp sword spirit has been like an invisible arrow, stabbing the back of the cow's head fiercely!

It turned out that Lin Qing, who had just been burned by the ghost fire, was just her shadow! The real Lin Qing had already lurked aside. When the bull's head was ready to release a killing move, he attacked him unprepared and killed him with one move.

"I didn't expect that Lin Qing's wrong shadow split was so cleverly applied. If I hadn't had violet eyes, I'm afraid I would have deceived her!" Mo Yan smiled lightly and was extremely satisfied. At this moment, Lin Qing has already understood the wrong shadow split in the buoyancy space of the martial arts school and use it.

Plop! The invincible bull's head fell to the ground like a hill collapsing, and the pierced back of the head seemed to have been finely polished by something, extremely smooth.

"Mo Yan, what the hell is going on!" After put away his sword, Lin Qing came to Mo Yan's side and said doubtfully.

Mo Yan frowned: "I don't know the details, but if I guess correctly, this bull's head. I'm afraid that Ma Mian is influenced by this Yanluo Hall and has the ability to resurrect. However, where on earth does this hell hall have such a mysterious effect?

"Mo Yan, if I guess correctly, the reason why this bull-headed horse face has the ability to be reborn is that it can't be separated from the black wind and cold jade iron!" While Mo Yan was full of doubts, Qingluan's voice suddenly came out gently, "The interior of these eight pillars contains extremely rare metal - black wind and cold jade iron. Legend has it that the black wind and cold jade iron can release a cold atmosphere, so that the dead creatures can be resurrected, enhance their quality, and be extremely precious. Even in the vast universe, it is extremely rare to encounter this rare metal. I didn't think there were so many here. Of course, the original physical structure of this creature is extraordinary to have such a magical effect. Ordinary people will never have any effect if they die here.

"Black wind and cold jade iron? If that's the case..." Thinking of this, Mo Yan suddenly had a bad heart. He turned his head and stared into Lin Qing's eyes and said quickly, "Go! Don't delay!"

As soon as the words fell, Mo Yan was about to turn around and leave, but suddenly he saw the buried horse face resurrected!

"Fight the hell, it's really endless!" Mo Yan gritted his teeth fiercely and shot a spiral sword in an instant, like a thunderbolt force hitting the horse's face filled with black smoke.

However, a strange scene appeared. The horse face, which was originally extremely fragile in physical resistance, was like a golden gun that could not be broken, and the spiral sword flew away with a hard arm in an instant!

"Sure enough! Whenever the bull-headed horse is resurrected, its ability also improves rapidly. If it is resurrected seven or eight times, I'm afraid I may not be its opponent.

Mo Yan's mind repeatedly released horrible killing moves, fought and retreated with Lin Qing, and kept approaching the gate of the Hall of Yan Luo.

honghonghonghong!!

The sound of explosion kept coming out, and I saw the bull's head at this moment. The horse's surface looks extremely stupid, but it is not only powerful and fierce, but also extremely difficult to deal with.

Suddenly, a mass of black smoke, like a sharp arrow that shuttled through time and space, shot by in an instant. In mid-air, six or seven black smokes were differentiated, shooting around like bullets!

"Look for death!" A trace of fierceness flashed in Mo Yan's eyes. At this moment, the two of them have come to the front of the gate and no longer have any scruples and let go!

"Flame Spiral Sword!"

Boom! Two cyan flames like tornadoes, like the book of a wild dragon coming out of the gate, roaring past, and the horrible hot flames instantly shattered the black smoke in the Yanluo Hall and stabbed the bull's head. On the chest of the horse's face!

Plop! That bull's head. The horse wailed with one voice and screamed, and could no longer withstand the burning of the hot fireball. He fell to the ground one after another and turned into a charred ashes.

"Go!" Seeing this extremely difficult bull's head. The horse was finally buried in the sea of fire. Mo Yan no longer hesitated to open the ancient door and stepped in.

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