Only love the allure little demon concubine

Chapter 835

As if the clouds opened to see the moon, Mo Wushang suddenly felt much more relaxed physically and mentally.

Mo Wushang, who was still a little groggy at first, shook his head after hearing the long cry, and woke up completely. He glanced around and frowned slightly. Mo Wushang was like an agile bird Small animals usually shuttle among these dead bodies.

Now Qingyan and Xiaoai are still trapped in the sound of the masked man's bones, unable to help at all, and Mo Wushang can only deal with these dead bodies.

But Su Jingye and the masked man were still competing with each other with their music, and whoever stopped first would be the first to lose.

Su Jingye's body was now surrounded by emerald light full of life force, and the masked man was wrapped in a black mist. The two seemed to have exerted their full strength, but they were still at a stalemate.

If it continues, even if it is daylight, the two may still be unable to tell the winner.

I don't know what technique the masked man used, but the black mist surrounding him suddenly became thicker and thicker. What's even more frightening is that the black mist did not come from himself, but gathered into his body from all directions. Surroundings, the strength of the masked man began to increase continuously in a short period of time.

The more and more black mist made Mo Wushang, who was dealing with the dead body, couldn't help looking over here.

These gathered black colors made Mo Wushang feel a sense of familiarity, but they seemed different.

But soon she had to take her eyes back again, these dead bodies that suddenly moved had left her no time to worry about other things.

At the same time, she also figured out how to deal with these corpses that suddenly came back to life.

Putting the long rope back into the bag, pinching out the seal on her chest, dozens of silver needles carrying Mo Wushang's own spiritual power floated in front of her.

Turning his hands over, he pushed out the silver needles, and hit each needle on the acupuncture points of these dead bodies.

Just now she couldn't tell what the black mist was, so Mo Wushang didn't dare to act rashly, but now she has already guessed some.

It's just that she didn't expect to meet a person who can control the spirit of resentful spirits here.

It's just that this person's spirit of resentment was slightly different from what Mo Wushang had seen in Tianxian Valley before, which made it impossible for her to confirm it at a glance.

Using silver needles as a medium, spiritual power is continuously injected into the bodies of these dead bodies, making them swallow up the resentful spirit energy in the dead bodies.

The dead body that was pierced by the silver needle stopped its attacks on Mo Wushang, as if time had stood still, motionless.

And a contest between white and black, light and dark, is going on in their bodies.

After a long time, these dead bodies fell to the ground again without any support.

Su Jingye and the masked man were still in a stalemate.

The two powers of emerald and black collided continuously, and the black's power gradually suppressed the emerald's power.

The sound of the flute stopped suddenly, and Su Jingye spit out a mouthful of blood immediately. Seeing this, Mo Wushang drew back his momentum and dodged to support Su Jingye who was trembling.

"are you OK?"

"Hehe... the young master is not that weak!"

Su Jingye wiped the blood stains on his lips with his sleeve indifferently, and said nonchalantly.

"Since there is nothing wrong, let's go together!"

After confirming that Su Jingye was fine for the time being, Mo Wushang flew forward.

As long as the bone xun stops making sounds, they will have a chance.

Su Jingye also seemed to understand Mo Wushang's intention, and rushed towards the masked man from the other side.

(End of this chapter)