A fairy godmother just wants to be beautiful alone

Chapter 290 The Man Who Wants to Eat Soft Food

Just when Bai Lu's figure was about to bypass the monster and walk away.

A gentle voice came from behind her.

The sudden sound came, like a ray of spring breeze suddenly rising in the center of the lake in summer.

An old friend, the tone is not rushed, but it can arouse people's curiosity.

Bai Lu didn't look back.

In her consciousness, she saw the bloody face of the little blind man turned in her direction.

"You can actually see me?"

Bai Lu was a little surprised.

She operated the "Hidden God Art" to the extreme.

There is also the Mahayana invisibility secret method of the ancient Kunyumen, even the big demon did not find her figure, but the other party found herself.

And by some unknown method, the sound was transmitted over the huge body of the monster.

"I can't see, but I can hear."

The young man in gray closed his eyes, his long eyelashes trembling slightly.

Pointing to his ears, he grinned, revealing blood-stained teeth.

At this time his condition was very bad.

The inanimate-level ghosts protecting him have completely disappeared, leaving only some natural-disaster-level ghosts on top.

Overwhelming ghosts gathered, and while attacking the monster frantically, those ghosts stood in front of him like shields.

Ashen hills descended one after another, seemingly forming new fortresses in an instant.

However, the natural disaster level demon ghost is still too weak.

Facing that terrifying monster, they couldn't even resist the huge coercion on it.

The thick and mottled tentacles lashed down like a giant whip, but before they lashed, the huge coercion in the air shook them into gray mist again.

A huge shadow fell, and countless gray tentacles swarmed like continuous black clouds.

It was as if an old god in the Kingdom of God stretched out countless arms, stirring up the already chaotic space, and crushing all the ants blocking the way into ashes.

The transparent ball of light that shrouded the young man's head was completely exposed in front of the gigantic monster.

A terrifying momentum descended from the sky, the sickly gray tentacles hadn't been photographed yet, and the gray ball of light had begun to gradually disintegrate.

Transparent debris blows away in the wind like gray sand.

A stream of light poured into the young man's eyebrows amidst the broken dust.

He snorted again, and his face became even paler.

This sphere of light appears to be part of his spellcasting.

When the ball of light shattered, the movements of those ghosts also began to slow down, and their eyes struggled violently, as if they were making fierce resistance.

Many fortresses disappeared, and the last trump card was also broken.

The young man in gray is in danger.

And Bai Lu's figure didn't show any intention of stopping at all, she asked with great interest while galloping around the corner.

"Why do you call me old friend?"

The figure of the youth at this time has been exposed in front of the huge monster without reservation.

With his Yuanshen realm cultivation base, facing the terrifying coercion of the big demon ghost, the situation is not much better than that of the natural disaster-level demon ghost.

In addition, the spell was broken, and the weird runes began to bite back, the gray clothes were soaked in blood, and his whole body had turned into a blood man.

The huge whip shadow whipped towards him, carrying unparalleled coercion.

At this time, the thick tentacles seemed to gather all the strength of the big demon.

It seemed that the big demon hated him deeply, and all the anger and hatred were poured into this whip.

During the swinging process, the diameter became several times thicker, and the thick pale gray tentacles swung down like a whole mountain range.

The heavy and swift tentacles brought up a strong wind, and even the space broke into an unbearable brittleness, revealing the chaotic and turbulent flow behind.

In this chaotic wind feather and turbulent current, the young man stood up slowly, his frail figure was like a human-shaped kite in the vast ocean, as if it would be blown away at any moment.

In the turbulent whistling of the gang wind, only his voice could be heard unhurriedly.

"Anyone who meets me either wants to kill me, or is killed by me, and you and I have met for the fourth time, but each of us lives in peace. How can we not be considered old friends?"

He stood there quietly, alone like an island in the sea.

The manic roaring wind and chaotic turbulence are like his background.

The huge tentacles whizzing over his head are like the faint gray back of a sea monster, which contrasts with him, forming an extreme contrast between tranquility and violence.

It is impossible for any artist in this world to perfectly restore this thrilling picture.

"Oh, no."

He suddenly laughed at himself, and the smile on his face was shattered in the wind.

"It seems that every time we meet, your cultivation is far higher than mine. It should be thanks to you for not killing me all these years."

But at this time, Bai Lu's figure folded, and his figure had turned into a ball of light and shadow, bypassing the incomparably huge body of the big demon.

came to its rear.

Hearing the voice in her heart, she felt extremely emotional.

Worthy of being an Apocalypse.

This is probably the first person in the world of cultivating immortals to know her true cultivation.

Yoyo's voice entered his ears.

"So sure I'll save you?"

In the chaotic wind and turbulent flow, huge tentacles fell.

The figure of the young man in gray was drenched in blood, smiling in the shadow of death.

Facing the huge shadow that brought the wind of death, he was like a warrior holding a radiant banner, launching a mortal charge alone towards the darkest god domain in the world.

The gray turbulence behind it seems to be connected to the bottomless gate of hell.

In the violent roar, his voice sounded slowly.

"I know that you provoked something horrible, and I also know why you came to the sea of ​​gray mist."

"Help me, we can live together!"

At this time, the golden light on his body had completely turned into blood.

When the last sentence fell, he opened his eyes suddenly, the gray pupils were soaked in blood, reflecting the light and shadow of the monster in front of him.

A kaleidoscope-like hexagram whirled faintly.

"Okay, deal!"

boom!
Tentacles as terrifying as mountains fell down.

The huge tentacle with a diameter of hundreds of kilometers, like a giant star falling from the sky, smashed the void directly.

The space shattered, and chaos flowed out.

The shattered breath was rippling, gray fog, space turbulence, and various air currents mixed together, turning the place into a pot of chaotic porridge.

At the same time, behind that monster.

"Kunlun Jade Photo!"

With a wave of Bai Lu's hand, terrifying mana surged out of her body, which was comparable to the strong foundation of a Mahayana heavenly monarch, blooming enough energy to destroy any sage who fit together.

The whole world immediately turned into a sapphire-like color.

The endless light was like a sharp sword, condensing one after another the true meaning of the Dharma, which was comparable to the Mahayana Heavenly King, and blasted into the body of the huge monster.

It continuously disintegrated its body into the most basic gray mist.

This is a Mahayana technique, and it is activated with a mana capacity comparable to that of a Mahayana king.

It is no different from the real Mahayana king.

The jade-like luster fills the gray world.

The cyan light shone with a thrilling color, bursting out with destructive power.

Under this destructive force, a big explosion seemed to have taken place on the surface of the huge gray monster, and all kinds of gray mist full of sick colors were annihilated in the explosion.

The pale gray tentacles shattered, and the spiral mist collapsed.

It was as if a big explosion had taken place in the entire sea of ​​gray mist. Countless gray mist of sickly colors were either torn into thousands of pieces, or bloomed into gorgeous waves, or simply annihilated.

But the big demon is not dead.

Because it's so big, it's as big as a planet, and it's even a world in itself.

The endless blue light spread, and before it was completely wiped out, it had already reacted.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, she made a move with her sleeves, and put the little blind man into her sleeves.

In fact, the other party was right, they had met four times.

Since she knew that he was the biggest villain in the book, why didn't she leave behind him?
"Roar!"

I didn't expect someone to sneak attack on my back.

The big demon ghost survived Bai Lu's devastating blow, and its entire body was blown apart, unable to maintain its huge spherical shape.

It dispersed with a bang, like a celestial girl scattering flowers into a gray mist.

In front of Bai Lu.

Immediately, a boundless ocean appeared, which was filled with pale gray substances of various sickly colors, and wisps of spiral mist collided and blended to reflect a metallic texture.

Huge waves roared in the gray ocean, like heart-piercing roars.

Bai Lu's blow actually turned it into a "grey fog" state.

It's just that this gray mist state is obviously different from ordinary ghosts.

The sickly gray mist was difficult to blend into the mist.

And it seems that it is difficult to return from the fog state to the sphere state.

Without even looking at the boiling and turbulent ocean like fluid, Bai Lu made a move, turned around and left.

At the same time, a laugh came from her sleeve.

"Speaking of which, this big demon is really unlucky. It was supposed to be a powerful existence. It first became a premature baby with stunted development, and then you beat it back into a puddle of liquid. This is probably the worst in the Nine Realms. You must be a ghost. Cough cough..."

Hearing the weak voice in her ear, Bai Lu was a little speechless.

I don't know who is ruthless and evil, and made the other party look like that, and I still have the face to say it.

"You still have the strength to make a joke. It seems that you are not seriously injured."

Bai Lu chuckled lightly.

"It's all thanks to the girl who saved me. My name is Tianqi. How about you?"

A gentle voice came from the sleeve, like the stale wine on the stove in winter, exuding a slight drunkenness, warming one's heart.

When Bai Lu heard the words, she wished she could make Lingling shudder.

This man set up a persona in front of her from the very beginning.

The voice is neither too sweet nor too cold.

Just like tea in spring, wine in winter, and afternoon wind in summer, it is lukewarm, neither hot nor cold, giving people a just right sense of distance.

Make people feel comfortable, gradually relax and let go of their defenses.

If she didn't know the nature of this guy, I'm afraid even she would have kept it a secret.

I thought he was just like this.

It's like a woman who sells her lust for money, safety or various purposes, deliberately flirting.

And the man in front of her probably also regarded her as a rich woman.

In such a situation, what could be safer than closely following a Mahayana lord?

"Apocalypse?" Bai Lu smiled when she heard the words, "How did I hear that your name is Canduo?"

The voice fell, and there was a dead silence in the sleeves.

(End of this chapter)