My Demon King Plush

Chapter 112

Qu Lang grabbed one of Leiwo's paws and was taken up to the sky. Then as soon as he got up to the sky, he saw Brother Xiao standing in the sky above the black clouds in the east like a big boss.

...Oh, that's not right either; his brother Xiao has softened a lot recently, which made Qu Lang forget that this man was a big boss.

"Here?" Xiao Yao didn't even turn around. He recognized the figure of the person coming behind him from the murmur of the wind, and greeted him casually and coldly. His state was different from usual.

Qu Lang let go and let Leiwo fly away, then he hit two small flying knives on Xiao Yao's side and stepped on them flexibly.

"How is the situation?" Qu Lang approached Xiao Yao and glanced at the magic star disk in his hand, "The intensity seems a bit strong."

Xiao Yao looked at the stars that were flickering in and out of the astrolabe, and responded: "Well, the intensity is quite strong, but it is still within the tolerance range of the fantasy star disk."

Qu Lang nodded, and then explained the requirements of Ji Yun, Lu Lu and others: "In short, try to keep the black clouds in contact with the shield, and at the same time prevent them from surrounding Guihe Island."

Xiao Yao raised his head and looked at the surging black clouds all around. There were still a steady stream of clouds coming from the distance. At this moment, it was impossible to predict how strong the black clouds would be.

"Let's hold on for now." Xiao Yao touched his trouser pocket, took out a mint candy, peeled off the candy wrapper and put it in his mouth. "After a while, when the intensity is almost at its maximum and no longer increases, then take the initiative to open the shield. Open an opening and send these things in together."

Qu Lang raised his eyebrows: "Aren't you afraid that King Bai won't be able to handle it?"

"Don't worry," Xiao Yao curled his lips, "Brother Bai can handle ten of these stupid things."

Qu Lang: "..." Love makes people blind.

Xiao Yao took back the magic star disk, moved his fingers, and drew a faint trace of spiritual power in the air. In an instant, the sea below was slightly stagnant, as if it was about to be mobilized by Xiao Yao.

"It is still difficult to completely solve this thing, but Brother Bai can completely protect this place and severely damage it at the same time." Xiao Yao explained while moving, "If the opponent makes such a large formation, it is not necessarily possible to kill half of them and leave them behind." Half, of course, it depends on how many injuries it takes to be considered a serious injury."

Qu Lang really couldn't understand someone who had a partner, so he complained: "No, when did you two discuss it? How can you just rely on tacit understanding to work without fear of making mistakes?"

The tacit understanding between him and Xiao Yao was cultivated through years of getting along and cooperating; after all, the two grew up together and could even guess how many times the other would turn over during a nap, but this old white dog had every intention of following his brother Xiao. We've only been together for two or three months, so how can we "exchange information" across the distance?

Xiao Yao glanced at him with a sharp look: "It's not a tacit understanding."

"It's a way of thinking based on strength and..."

Qu Lang: "..." IQ. He understands.

"No need to say anything, I'll go over there." Qu Lang pointed not far away, where a group of black mist was closing.

Xiao Yao threw a mint candy behind his back.

It's been a long time since I've moved my muscles like this.

Xiao Yao pushed up his glasses, and the special mint candy filled his lungs with his breath and hit the back of his head just like every time he fought in the past.

An explosion of ice blue spiritual power.

A battlefield like the airspace of Turtle Island is big enough, and finally you don’t have to tie your hands and feet.

Qu Lang at the other end heard the sound of waves being stirred up behind him. He shrugged and patted the shield with one hand. In an instant, crack-like golden-red lines spread from under his palm, and the black clouds underneath Clear boundaries were drawn in the middle; the rolling black clouds were suddenly split into many fragments, trapped in their respective realms and unable to break through.

Viewed from the sky, the ice-blue spiritual energy of the East Peninsula and the golden-red spiritual energy of the Western Peninsula are clearly distinct. Following the backline of Guihe Island, the entire island is divided into a Tai Chi diagram by the spiritual energy of the two people.

At this moment, on the battlefield of Haiyinbao on the island, the fight between Bai Laogou and Qi Suichong is still going on; however, the difference is that the flashing formation is indicating that Bai Laogou's help has been dispatched, and is being The black clouds blocked by the formation showed that this power had been unable to break through the barrier and was used by Qi Sichong.

When Qi Suichong landed on the island, the spiritual shield outside had not been set up yet. Now he saw that the thick black clouds were completely blocked out, and a pair of scarlet pupils filled with a gloomy and anxious mood.

Seeing that he was no longer able to do so with ease, Bai Ju knew that this had broken his plan.

Also, there was not much time to open the inheritance seal, but now he has missed the best opportunity by acting in advance. If he delays the calculated time today, he will be in big trouble.

After all, Qi Sichong is not a character to be trifled with. Although he is just a clone here, he can still withstand the thirteenth inheritance of vampires.

Seeing that the spiritual shield outside could not be broken open for a while, he simply gave up the plan of retaining his strength to deal with Bai Lao Gou; instead he accumulated strength, and a spear took shape in his hand, no longer the perfunctory look before. . Countless deep and shallow magic patterns are engraved on the gun barrel, with jagged grimaces and chaotic screams, gathering into an extremely sharp energy at the tip of the gun.

The slender spear tip has broken away from the standard shape, with irregular hollows and deep blood grooves, exuding a murderous intent unbridled.

Bai Ju turned over and jumped up on the gun shaft, his eyes resting on the magic gun thoughtfully.

Haunted by ghosts, dead energy, and countless ghost faces, there is no resentment emanating from it, and it seems that it has been digested into another form.

the power of. The entire form of the spear is not its original appearance. The embryo itself is covered with magic lines. The length and toughness are a bit familiar. It should be one of the two pure yang fine gold spears in the hands of Taoist Qi Feng.

If the demonic aura were removed, the sharp weapon that had been cultivated in the fighting for so many years should also be called a magic weapon.

Quite suitable for Qu Lang.

I don’t know what condition the other matching soft gun is in now. If it is also well preserved, then Chunyang Miaozi Shao Simiao’s magical weapon is also found.

Thinking about what to do, Bai Ju had a smile on his face: "The gun is still there."

Qi Sichong grinned. The bones of his five fingers that were holding the gun barrel were elongated and deformed, and the sound of flesh and blood was squirming. After a while, his entire forearm from the palm to the elbow was covered with intricate granulations and bone spurs. Wrapping and entwining with each other, they merged with the magic gun to form a triangular fleshy wing, which was both stable and flexible.

The lethality of the magic spear after revealing its true form was completely different from before. When Qi Suichong stabbed at him with his long spear, the extreme sharpness was surrounded by a twisted soul roar, as if it was about to destroy the space along the way. They were all cut apart to create a path.

Although Bai Ju was not afraid, if this thing really stabbed him, it would inevitably leave a few holes, which would make his Yaoyao heartbroken to death.

Bai Laogou bowed and retreated, stretching his long arms to his side without worrying about exposing the vital parts of his chest; then, countless golden threads condensed in the air, and a platinum-gold spear that was the same size as the magic spear also quickly appeared. It was formed in the palm of the white horse, but there were no runes on the gun barrel. Instead, there were countless merit seals with restrained rays of light. The sharpness condensed at the tip of the gun was not inferior to the magic gun blessed by ghosts and ghosts.

The scarlet color in Qi Suichong's eyes was even more intense. Although the demon king Baiju was not a domineering person, he was really rampant when things happened. No matter what weapons and spells were used to deal with him, he could accurately find the weaknesses and use them to attack him. Tooth for tooth; this time is no exception, spear versus spear, merit versus injustice, no matter how you look at it, it means being positive.

At that time, countless demon kings compromised in front of the demon god, abandoned their younger brothers, abandoned thousands of believers, and even turned against their old friends. Only this white dog demon who was invisible and unrevealing inexplicably survived to the end despite being attacked from both sides. ... Even if it is due to luck, it is by no means accidental.

Concentrate and suppress the idea of strangling Bai Ju. Qi Sichong is very self-aware. He cannot kill Bai Ju at the moment, and rushing to attack him will only cause him to lose everything; therefore, he can only force the seal Break through and release the power within.

If the help from outside Turtle Island breaks through the defense line in time, Qi Sichong can still fight to suppress Bai Ju temporarily, thereby gaining the opportunity to devour the inheritance in a short period of time; but now, he can only choose to waste part of the inheritance and destroy the seal. When the power is released, those violent, fear-filled and resentful powers can completely infect all the people and things on this island——

At that time, in order to ensure the safety of those humans, Bai Ju and his helpers will definitely not be able to deal with him with all their strength, and he will be able to run away with most of his power.

Qi Sichong's purpose has always been very clear. This time on the island, his ultimate goal is inheritance, and it is just inheritance.

Under the most favorable circumstances, he can obtain the inheritance to the maximum extent without anyone being prepared, and at the same time release a small amount of evil energy to disturb Turtle Island, thereby increasing the power of the inheritance through the panic of everyone, and creating He swallowed the life span of more than half of the people on the island; in the end, he escaped before the members of the Warlock Association and other organizations could find out.

To be honest, Qi Sichong didn't want to alert the snake. If he deliberately pierced the seal without absorbing it immediately, the evil intention rising into the sky would definitely be noticed by the nearby monks, and his traces might be exposed... Unexpectedly, he But he became the turtle caught in the urn.

Then there is nothing to worry about.

The tip of the gun collided in the air, black energy and golden light intertwined. The fur on Bai Ju's body was taken back into his body. On the naked upper body and ivory white skin, dark golden lines faintly flowed along the meridians, and then along his body. The movements gathered on the thin forearm, and then flowed to the spear. The tip of the spear trembled and buzzed like the sound of the Nine Heavens.

Gold and iron mingled, and the scope of the battle between the two became larger and larger, and their spells were endless; the black light and golden light that tore apart the space intertwined like clouds in the sky above Haiyin Castle, and the huge pressure came from Bai Ju's body and from the Qi Sichong's body was constantly emitting and rising, suppressing each other on this aerial battlefield, and then accumulating sharply.

Qing Lan, who was guarding outside the sealed attic below, had her back already a little bent.

Naturally, the mausoleum guarding technique is not omnipotent. The gap between Flying Corpse Qinglan, Bai Ju, and Qi Suichong is not small, so even though Bai Ju has tried his best to eliminate all battle fluctuations from Qinglan, he cannot avoid guarding. The mausoleum shield was destroyed by the pressure of the two people.

If the guardian mausoleum is really allowed to be crushed, Qinglan's vitality will definitely be greatly damaged.

Bai Ju's eyes were calm, and his consciousness was hidden in the surging pressure. It poured into Qinglan's sea of consciousness, awakening his consciousness and making him pretend to be exhausted and the mausoleum was broken.

Flying Corpse's acting skills are not very good, but he happens to be very good at pretending to be dead.

After the battle, Qi Sichong didn't have enough mental energy left to notice what Bai Ju had done, so at the moment the tomb collapsed, he turned around, unhesitatingly disconnected himself from the magic gun, and used the ominous handle to The sharp blade was thrown into the attic!

Before the smile on his lips widened, Qi Suichong's pupils suddenly shrank. From the gap pierced by the spear tip, what was rushing out... was not at all the evil, resentment and horror that had been accumulated over the years on Turtle Island. gas!

Mysterious and cold, yet pure and upright

The cold attribute is nothing but the power of Xuanwu!

A string in his mind broke, Qi Sichong let out a terrifying roar, veins climbed up his cheeks, and he rushed towards Bai Ju without hesitation!

--kill him! It was all his doing! It was he who ruined the layout that had been planned for hundreds of thousands of years!

But will Baiju give him a chance? Will not.

The golden, non-standard spear tip was like an exquisite handicraft. At this moment, it stabbed Qi Sichong's body core without any hesitation, also at the heart. There was a slight popping sound, followed by blood. The sound rushed out from the deep blood groove.

The spear thrown by Bai Ju passed through Qi Sichong's body without hesitation, and the huge strength drove him back quickly. Then, there was a muffled sound as his body hit the cliff, and then there was a brief silence. .

Qi Suichong was nailed to the cliff.

Vermilion lines lit up in every corner of the cliff, and countless light beams burst out from the small runes, connecting them into lines and intertwining into a network. In just one or two breaths, these rays of light formed a network and compacted one after another. On Qi Sichong.

"It's now." A cold voice sounded, and the spiritual shield above Haiyin Castle suddenly opened. The black clouds that had been struggling outside for a long time gathered into a torrent and plunged down suddenly.

Qi Suichong, who had lost the ability to control, watched helplessly as the stupid black cloud came in based on instinct, and felt his eyes go dark.

Oh shit. Give away the head.

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Yao Yao rules the outside, and the old dog rules the inside. The husband and wife work well together, and the work is not tiring (fog)

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I received a temporary assignment and went to work overtime for another day. I will continue to work overtime tomorrow [paralysis.jpg

Coding in the middle of the night is not very efficient. I am always worried about writing a dream talk when I am sleepy =. =

In addition, I stayed up late two days ago to read "Seven Pointed Star" written by Papaya Huang. The full text is complete. It is recommended to eat~

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Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or gave me the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigates [nutrient solution]:

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