The best mysterious doctor

Chapter 958 Colorful Night Sky

"Beat you?"

Mr. Rong squinted at the little black charcoal head: "burning in front of Lao Tzu and pretending to be pitiful, Lao Tzu chased you for a few months, do you think you can escape by peeling off your skin?"

Little Heitan walked towards Mr. Rong with his head still crooked, crying plaintively: "Uncle, Uncle, you hit me!"

Although his voice at this time was full of resentment, it was not as aggressive as before. No, it was not that he was not aggressive, but that the magic power seemed to have shifted. Around Mr. Rong, those green plants that had just grown The grass turns yellow, decays and dies again, and then sprouts green again, reborn again.

This is two people fighting, and the competition is extremely fierce.

The oil ghost baby is the oil ghost baby. At this moment, it is worthy of the reputation of the three poisons in its circle. Even if it is the strongest in the entire circle, it does not dare to take it lightly when facing him. He is like a powerful source of pollution. , can make everything lose its vitality and become dead.

And Mr. Rong is like a planter at this time, injecting fresh life into this place again and again.

One filled the sky with resentment, the other exuded endless vitality, the fighting between the big and the young entered a stalemate in the blink of an eye.

Brother Ai was still holding the brush to support Xing Tian's battle axe. This action has been deadlocked for a long time.

I was thinking that if I did this action, my arm would probably be tired and broken long ago, but he seemed quite relaxed, but Xing Tian's skeleton frame is not a good bird, he is really depressed today, and he suffered heavy blows one after another. Attack, none of these people seem to take it seriously, the ancient demon god, they dare to confront him when they come out, and dare to stretch out their hands to abuse him when they come out. If it were me, I would feel aggrieved.

Therefore, Xing Tian also started to hack and slash wildly at this time. He could only use this method to maintain his dignity.

The whole scene was a fierce battle. Brother Ai and Mr. Rong appeared, and we seemed to be a lot more relaxed, but there was no scene of ending the battle with a snap of our fingers, but a stalemate.

Only now did I know that this Xingtian Skeleton may not be so fierce, but this oily ghost baby is really powerful, because since he appeared, the whole scene has been one-sided, until Mr. Rong's arrival, it was maintained at this time. Staying balanced, I have to admit that this oily baby is far more powerful than I imagined.

I really feel very lucky to be able to survive under the voices of this oil ghost baby several times. I glanced at the mutton fat jade on my chest, and it really is people who raise jade and jade. Without it, I guess I would have been The soul flew out of the sky.

Looking at the battle in front of him again, after Ai Ge used the Danqing pen for a few times, Xingtian began to chop around like a gust of wind. He is not looking for Ai Ge, or my father's target is chopping, he seems to be deliberately hiding. Open two people, keep hacking around.

All of a sudden, the landslides and the ground cracks, the boulders roll over, and I feel like my body is like a lonely boat in this huge wave, and it can be blown away without a trace at all times.

Fortunately, Yun Ruo was still by my side at this time. She tried her best to shield the swirling stone rain, and she even protected my safety even though her body was repeatedly injured.

At this time, we can hardly estimate that everyone around us can survive, which is the only purpose.

It's like a strong volcanic earthquake, and we are all insignificant in the face of nature's uncanny ability.

"Xiao Rong, this old skeleton doesn't play with me."

Although Brother Ai's speed is very fast, for some reason, he seems to have never dared to do his best, so he is a little timid to deal with Xingtian.

Mr. Rong seemed to be in a state of white-hot with Xiaoheitantou. When Ai-ge asked, Mr. Rong shouted angrily: "Let go of your hands and feet!"

Brother Ai looked a little distressed: "I'm afraid!"

"Afraid of a fart!"

Mr. Rong suddenly raised his head and looked up at the sky: "Sister Ai, help me!"

'Boom', along with his shout, the sound of thunder rumbled across the sky, as if it had stirred up the thunder.

A great darkness disappeared.

Instead, a multicolored glow suddenly appeared in the sky. It was a colorful scene, as if a beautiful bird and beast had spread its wings, covering the sky above us.

Then a cold voice came from the top of the head: "3 minutes, I can't stop it for too long!"

Mr. Rong showed a bit of joy on his face, and said to his brother, "Shoot! What are you waiting for?"

Brother Ai also had a happy expression on his face, and he smiled: "Xiao Rong, you are not shallow in Yanfu."

My father glared at him. "A lot of bullshit."

Brother Ai smiled, suddenly turned serious, and put the Dan Qing pen between his eyebrows: "Yuanshen, now!"

'boom'

A handsome man in black clothes with long hair and a shawl suddenly appeared from behind him. The man's face was as white as jade, and the sullenness between his eyebrows was deceiving. At this moment, the danqing pen had appeared on the man's body. In his hand, between his jade-like fingers, it is very charming.

He held the pen and danced the ink in the air, with astonishing power and extraordinary bearing.

Along with the movement of his brush strokes, a large piece of golden gas spread out from his body.

It is no longer a cylindrical golden gas, but a piece, and the entire space is filled with this golden gas, as if it is powder.

Those golden powders rose slowly, and the atmosphere from the ground to the ceiling was filled with this kind of breath, which looked noble and amazing.

Those golden powders lifted into the sky and rushed to the colorful cloud before they stopped rising as if they were blocked by something.

The cold female voice above the zenith whispered again: "Mr. Mo, your strength has increased again. I'm afraid that next time, I won't be able to help you."

Brother Ai smiled: "This time it's enough, I haven't done it for too long, and my body is almost rusted, so I'll have a good time this time."

The cold voice stopped talking nonsense to him, but said lightly: "One and a half minutes, your strength has increased."

Brother Ai grimaced helplessly: "Don't bring such a thing! Alas, only one and a half minutes is enough."

Then he swiped the Danqing pen in the air, wiped off a piece of golden powder, and made a stroke in the dark night sky: "Jiangshan, picturesque!"

For a time, the entire sky changed in an instant, and a magnificent landscape painting was formed in the air.

The mountain tops smeared with gold powder, the river smeared in the dark night, and in the green woods, flowers, birds, insects and beasts seem to be painted within a short distance.

That high mountain is tall and straight like bamboo shoots, there are many strange rocks in the mountains, and a large crack runs from the top to the bottom of the mountain!
Isn't this the Fanjing Peak where we are at this time?

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