At the same time, on the other side, the overwhelming spells roared like a shower.

Li Lieyue, Fu Xuanxu, Zhongkui Yueji, Ning Wuye, and Yan Mingwei all used methods to fight against the alien races of crazy demons.

At this moment, in addition to the madnesses photographed by Su Lijing, there are more madnesses coming from afar.

Seeing that there were more and more enemies surrounded, the five people did not care about the mana consumption, and used all kinds of hole card methods one after another.

At the moment, the incarnation of Su Lijing is not eliminated, and all of them here can't have a way to survive!

In an instant, in Li Lieyue's eyes, purple light was faint, and within the entire eye sockets, it was transforming into a faint purple color, and the whole body's aura was getting colder and colder, and the aura of the stranger dispersed, as if instantly turned into a ghost.

At the same time, in the void behind her, a girl in a black dress like night slowly emerged.

The girl's appearance was somewhat similar to that of Li Lieyue, with long hair and high-stranded hair, and wearing a bony crown made of skulls, on which was inlaid with an eye-like gem, emitting a rich scarlet color.

His expression was icy, and his body was filled with smoke-like blue-black aura, and a pair of black eyes emerged from it, and thousands of ghost maids were shadowed, looming and drifting towards the alien race of madness.

Behind Fu Xuanxu appeared a form that was indistinguishable from the deity. Immediately afterwards, he released Mu Ruyi in his hand, and Mu Ruyi quickly rose and grew in size. Soon, it fell into the hands of the Dharma Master. At this time, Mu Ruyi has already turned into five continuous mountains, majestic and majestic, with clouds covering the mist, huge and unbelievable.

With a long whistle, the Minister stretched out the huge palm covering the sky, grabbed the mountain, and swept away among the madmen!

Jian Xiao suddenly rises!

Xueliang's sword light leaped out of Ning Wuye's palm. As it soared into the air, it was divided into two, two into four, and four into eight... In a short moment, it turned into a densely packed flying sword with sharp sharp edges and pointed at the madman.

Brush, brush, brush...

In the next moment, countless flying swords cut straight into the madness.

In the end, Kui Yue thorny held the jade seal, with a solemn expression and a word, and soon, a crown slowly appeared on top of his head.

Simple, heavy, dilapidated...

The breath is extremely terrible!

Immediately afterwards, a giant cauldron as high as a mountain fell from the sky and smashed into the dense crowd of crazy demons.

A huge phantom appeared behind Yan Mingwei, but her face was a woman in a beautiful costume who was indistinguishable from her body. She danced with ribbons and pierced the ring, resembling a nine-day fairy, whose breath was completely opposite to that of Li Lieyue.

Countless umbrella shadows appeared all over the sky, and all the attacks were instantaneous.

Immediately afterwards, after all the umbrella shadows flickered for a while, they turned into an identical but more powerful attack, returning to the original path.

Five people slaughtered wildly, but all the beheaded madmen, no matter how the corpse was treated, even if they were burned to ashes, they would quickly grow eyes, arms, and mouths, and then merge with each other, breathless. Ascending steadily, in a short while, they formed a brand-new madman and joined the battlefield again.

Boom...boom...boom...

The earth shook violently.

Accompanied by a thunderous sound, a huge figure like a mountain walked out slowly.

It's that Long Bo mad at the rebirth period!

The five of them could see clearly, their complexions suddenly changed.

I saw that the Lun Bo madness ignored them, and directly slapped it at the center of the battlefield [Mist of the Nether Sky].

Without thinking about it, the five Li Lieyue immediately used their trump cards to meet Long Bo's madness...

Boom boom boom boom...

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In the [Mist of the Underworld], the darkness is like substance, thick and thick, and any exploration method is like a mud cow entering the sea, disappearing in an instant, and it has no effect.

The face of Su Lijing's incarnation sank like water, although blood was still flowing, but this degree of injury was nothing to him.

The wounds of flesh and blood!

What really threatened him was the curse that eroded through the wound, and the [Mist of the Nether Sky] that cut off the spirit and sight.

Realizing this, the incarnation of Su Lijing knew that he could no longer have any reservations, and immediately took out a heart.

The heart was extremely huge, even though it had completely withered, showing a strange purple-black color, it was still as big as a house.

The heart is full of terrifying power that seems to be able to easily destroy this world.

The incarnation of Su Lijing held up the dry heart, but the next moment, he forgot what he was going to do next.

Moreover, the time of loss this time is longer than just now!

The sword energy that just cut him, in addition to carrying a curse, is also mixed with a lot of "fa"!

brush!

There was a sudden pain in his arm, and the whole right arm holding the dry heart broke, blood splattered!

Immediately afterwards, the curse suddenly intensified, and the blood, mana, and origin of Su Lijing's incarnation further decayed and decayed.

In the wound, there was even a faint fishy smell...

It's just that the incarnation of Su Lijing at this moment is like a wooden person standing still, motionless.

He has forgotten more memories, and is completely unable to make any defenses.

Brush, brush, brush...

Puff puff…

In the darkness, the blood-colored sword light turned like a shadow, and its momentum was like a river like a waterfall, and it fell crazily on the incarnation of Su Lijing.

Pei Ling's eyes were cold, and he had already shot with all his strength, without any reservation.

Behind him, the half-black and half-white Faxiang held a long knife, and slashed towards Su Lijing with one knife after another.

[Yin Yun Kong Ming Zhan] After being displayed again and again, the first ray of light like a knife at dawn, thousands of soul bodies shrieking in all directions, layered upon layer, endless, one after another huge snare, The incarnation of Su Lijing shrouded.

The nine blood-robed girls clamored that they were merged into one, and shouted tyrannically: "There is only one dead end against the master!"

"Kneel down to defend yourself, it's Fukuzawa you waited for!"

"Human skin in the rebirth period! I want to peel it off and make a foot pad for the master!"

"Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill! Anyone who offends your master will all die!"

In the darkness, the sharp sound of the blade light tearing through the sky, the muffled sound of flesh and blood splashing, the roar of the blade spirit, the movement of blood dripping... interweave into a noisy rustle.

After a while, the [Mist of the Underworld] slowly dissipated.

Pei Ling was holding the Jiupai Knife, gasping for breath, his whole body aura fell back, the time for [Long Hate Curse] is up!

Not far in front of him, the head of Su Lijing's incarnation fell to the ground, his complexion extremely withered, like a lotus leaf in autumn, centered on this head, surrounded by blood and broken corpses.

The dense knives and curses are like invisible nails, nailing every bit of meat and every drop of blood to the ground, unable to fuse, recover, and move!

Su Lijing's avatar's eyes were locked tightly on Pei Ling, his power had been eroded by the curse, and at this moment, only the last point of consciousness was left.

Yes, this is returning to the Void, even if there is only one head left, even if the curse is entangled like a weaving, the incarnation of Su Lijing is still alive!

His lips fluttered, and he said hoarsely: "The ‘method’ of the floating mirror..."