Beast Master Xuannv

Qiong Lou saw it, and then opened his mouth to spit out the thunder light ball. The red light ball was wrapped with purple electric light.

This is a hundred times more powerful than the ball of light that Que Ye saw for the first time!

Seeing that the two thunder balls were about to set fire to the devil, it was a big roast crab.

Another gust of black wind came, facing the thunder ball, without sound, the thunder ball disappeared with the wind.

Que Ye's face twitched, unable to hit a single move?Sure enough, curiosity killed the cat, and the momentary anger almost killed him, and also implicated his spirit beast...

As soon as the slender hand of the brocade-clothed man stopped, the devil stopped and did not move.

He smiled sarcastically: "A mere Crimson Tianshi, dare to dream of destroying the children of this deity? Jie Jie, let alone a little Crimson like you, even if a holy beast comes, you still have to respect this deity three points."

After saying that, the man in brocade clothes teleported and disappeared directly in front of Qiong Lou. Before he could blink his eyes, he reappeared beside Qiong Lou!

Qiong Lou took a few steps back, and the two lion faces looked very solemn.

The man in brocade clothes raised his hand, and the black cyclone condensed in the palm of his hand. He said coldly: "Feiji, even if you are a mutant, I don't care about you, so let's go."

Understatement, Qiong Lou's paws on the ground tightened tightly with the fluttering hand ready to fall. Although this feeling of coercion is not comparable to that of the pink-haired goddess that day, it is not something he can resist, and then he sighed. In a calm tone, he said without looking back: "That, take care."

That, you take care.

Que Ye's heart ached when he heard that, he couldn't leave without taking care of himself!I don't know where the power came from, like the wind, he rushed to the front of Qionglou with a stride, and the phantom sword Li Shouhao automatically swung it in a disorderly manner, and blocked it first.

Que Ye clasped his hands together, clasped his fingers together, loosened the quick seal, and said lightly on his lips: "39 Heavenly Gangs on the top, 72 Dishas on the bottom, keep people on their way back, and the Nine Heavens Xuansha, turn into divine water, fear the power of the sky, Lead it by order."

This is the talisman formation method of Shuo Mujiao, the strongest method of Que Yehui at present, and it is not used casually under normal circumstances, because...

After reading the Fa Jue, he put his thumb on his mouth and bit it, and bright red blood flowed out, and then drew a talisman with blood in the air.

After a few wavings, a talisman-like talisman was drawn, and with a flick of the gesture, the talisman floated up automatically, "Go!"

After drawing one piece, continue to the next one, thus making eight pieces. Before the man in brocade clothes makes a move, he must quickly form a talisman formation!

"Qian position, Kun position, Li position, Kan position, Zhen position, Sun position, Gen position, exchange position!"

"The eight come back, the Nine Nether Spring Formation!"

As the sound fell, the eight red runes painted in blood flourished in golden light, surrounding the man in brocade clothes, forming an encircling circle.

The man in brocade clothes was stunned for a moment when he saw this formation, and then his expression turned ferocious, becoming even more gloomy: "Smelly girl, tell me, who taught you this formation?"

Que Ye rolled his eyes and thought to himself: "This girl is a genius among geniuses who can't be found even with a lantern, and a ghost among ghosts. Of course, she is self-taught and gifted by heaven!"

The brocade-clothed man's face became even more serious: "Heavenly grant? What a heavenly grant, then this deity will not let you go!"

Immediately, with a wave of his hand, he waved two balls of black wind from his sleeve to block the water spirit seal formed by the eight talismans.

The life-death talisman, which was as transparent as ice crystals, collided with the black wind like a cow's hair, and remained silent. . .