not good, immortal

Chapter 103
Feng He went down the stairs, walked to the living room, and suddenly stopped.

There is the sound of rain, pattering.

The pouring rain fell from the sky without warning, beating on the window lattice.

Outside the window, the moonlight is still there.

The moonlight is dyed red, like tentacles, stretching out into the house strangely.

Fenghe suddenly realized that she couldn't move.

There was only one thought in her mind:
When it's raining heavily...why is there a moon in the sky?

The rain is getting louder.

It's like the rain and the moon are separated in two worlds, and they converge and intertwine in front of her.

Almost instantly, a black shadow blocked her sight, the mouth on the mask opened silently, and a hand reached out to her.

he came!
At the moment when that withered hand was about to touch the jade cong on his chest, Feng He finally aroused the spiritual energy in his body, and hurriedly backed away.

Sombra didn't expect this change, and his movements froze for a moment.

There was a moment of doubt on the face of the mask—he was quite puzzled, how the little monster in front of him could escape the cage he set up with the power of the moon soul and the dragon god.

Is it just because she wears the remains of a god?
Ten steps away, the goblin who turned into a young girl was only wearing an unremarkable cotton skirt, her temple hair was sticking to her face in disorder, her eyes were worried, and her expression was a little flustered after all.

Heh, it's just that I lived a little longer...

He was stunned for a moment, Feng He had retreated to the window.

Her clothes were messy and her chest heaved. This sudden change made her uneasy. After all, she hadn't fought in thousands of years...

Behind him, the frantic rain slapped on the glass like dense drumbeats.

The light from the Toad Palace penetrated the fine rain unbelievably, and the red color became more intense.

Feng He concentrates on adjusting his breath.

In the distance after the rain, there seemed to be music coming from the TV, accompanied by a mechanical female voice calmly broadcasting the news.

And the black shadow in front of him seemed to be preparing for the next attack.

This scene is full of indescribable weirdness and treachery.

Who is it?

The black shadow didn't give her a chance to think. He raised his hand, and the black cloak slid to his torso, revealing his rickety hand like a skeleton.

In the next second, a holy white light appeared in the scorched withered hand.

It really is Moon Soul.

When he flew forward, the white light in his hand gradually condensed into shape, and a cold light suddenly appeared, carrying an irreversible majesty.

She recognized it, it was a sword.

According to legend, it was made by the Red Emperor for the twelfth month of the birth of Goddess He Changxi, and it was treasured in the Qiong Palace of Weihai. Fenghe was lucky enough to see it once.

Thousands of years ago, the fairy Chang'e held this sword and danced in the moon.

At that time, the beauty was like jade, and the clothes were like a rainbow. In the ice mirror, blending with the cold sword light, what an astonishing song it was.

Now, the good-bye artifact is actually held in such a hand.

It really made her a little angry.

The girl in a cotton skirt rose into the air, she was as light as a swallow, and she climbed onto the beams of the roof with agility. The skirt was slightly rippling in the air, revealing her slender, white legs, but without the slightest charm.

She was just going up against the enemy without skill.

Soi Ying relied on the sacred object in his hand, so he didn't retreat half a point.

But I saw that petite and white body moving forward lightly.

Supporting the pillar with one hand, he attacked forward with the other hand, forming a seal with his light white fingers, with billowing power, he actually pressed back the sword intent he had released.

It turned out to be Buddha Seal.

The black shadow was terrified, put the sword across his chest, and said loudly: "Break!"

The withered hand, together with the holy sword light, disappeared from Feng He's life, and appeared a few steps behind her in a blink of an eye.

Feng He was a little surprised.

She waved her hand, and the golden seal floated away, and then she turned around leisurely, and saw the masked black figure half kneeling on the ground, seeming to be panting heavily.

This "magic art · breaking the sky" has become a big commodity now?

"Who are you? Why did you come here?" Feng He asked sharply.

The world has become so strange, she wants to find an answer more than defeating the opponent.

"Well, you don't need to know." The masked black figure gasped and spoke in a very strange voice.

Facing the searching eyes, he stood up slowly, then put the moon soul in front of him, pointed at Feng He, and said: "Hand over the gods, and spare your life."

Feng He was unmoved, she knew that the shadow was delaying time.

The art of piercing the sky is extremely exquisite and profound. Originally, the gods cannot be touched. In contrast, Qi An absorbed the mighty power of the gods from the jade cong to make it easier. The black shadow in front of him...

It should rely on the power of the moon.

That's why he chose to go to Wuwangya when his strength was at its peak the day before yesterday, and he stole the authority of the Lord of the East China Sea by mistake.

Now, Yueli has weakened, and his skill is not as good as before.

No, I don't know how much he has used the power of the divine seal in the authority of the Dragon God.

Feng He thought of this, and his figure moved slightly in an instant.

Sure enough, a few strands of hair around her ears fell to the ground leisurely, but fortunately, the jade cong was still firmly attached to her chest.

"It's better to hide quickly." The black shadow seemed to be gritting his teeth.

At the beginning of today, the power of the moon will fade away. This is the best chance to win the divine transformation.

"Thank you." Feng He said lightly, but his eyes were tinged with coldness, and he asked casually, "What do you want Shenhua to do?"

It's different from what Qi An said, just now, this black shadow has a murderous aura on her body, if she slowed down even for a moment just now, that divine sword would have to drink blood today.

However, the one who can use the moon soul and control the divine sword in the Qiong Palace must be from the lineage of Goddess Chang Xi.

She arched her body slightly, adjusted her breathing and pulse, and coldly guarded against the next attack of the shadow.

Master said, don't underestimate the enemy.

Of course, it would be even better if you could ask something.

"It has nothing to do with me!"

The black shadow turned around and struck again, the moonlight was cold, and easily cut off the pillar she was leaning on just now.

In his eyes, the elf with strange movements had jumped to the door, and outside the house, the wind, rain, thunder and lightning were coming together, printed on her face through the stained glass window, and the color was coquettish.

She is the evil god who walked out of hell!
The black shadow chased after him, and he kicked the broken column with his strength. The whole beam burst into two parts instantly, and fell obliquely, smashing the table where Qiao Zhenzhen had dinner yesterday.

In the wind and rain, the old house seemed to shake slightly and let out a few mournful cries.

Feng He was really angry.

her life...

There is an irreparable crack on this beautiful scroll.

Originally, she wanted to keep this person for questioning, but now it seems that she was showing mercy to leave his whole body.

Don't dirty the place, though.

She stepped outside the house, and sure enough, the wind and rain were only pouring on the yard.

In the distance, the neon lights of the city are still operating as usual. Nearby, there are children playing and people barking. This world seems to be isolated, but it has not completely escaped.

It turned out to be an enchantment again.

Sombra was shocked again.

The goblin went out of the room lightly, the cage he built with the power of Changxi Moon Soul and Dragon God plus the spirit of the God of Society held hostage - the triple divine power didn't trap her at all.

He didn't have time to think about what spell she had used, he just felt that he couldn't breathe suddenly.

A pair of invisible hands pinched his neck and dragged him across the floor until he reached the gate, allowing him to breathe for a moment.

No, this voice...is opening the door?
In the next second, wind and rain came together with a sense of suffocation, and those hands dragged him to the muddy ground in the front yard.

Afterwards, that force pressed his head, making him kneel in the muddy water flowing across.

Ten steps away, there was a strange breath.

The black shadow struggled to look up, only to see the goblin with bare feet, standing on the fence like a dragonfly on the water, the frenzied rain poured down from her head, but it didn't affect her at all.

At the back of her head, black hair surged, and under the light of the electric light, it even turned completely white for a moment, matching those facial features...

Do not!Those five sense organs cannot be seen clearly!

The stinging pain hit, and the scorching hot liquid completely obscured his vision.

Sombra felt that he was blind.

Inviolable, inviolable.

He prostrated himself on the ground, trembling, his voice hoarse and frightened:
"Pukong...Taxu...Saitui...You are...God..."

(End of this chapter)