Doupo: Demon Shura

Chapter Forty Two

"No! Moer!"

Xiao Yan, who was in a coma, kept muttering, frowning, cold sweat on his forehead: "Moer..."

He opened his eyes abruptly and sat up. Panting, looking around.

Quietly burning campfire, sitting beside a transparent figure. Old Yao didn't know what he was thinking, but didn't realize that he woke up. But... no matter how he searched, he never found a figure he met.

Where is Moer? Where did he go? Is he... angry?

"You're awake!" Yao Lao looked at him with a sad expression, but was unable to persuade him, so he could only sigh and tell him all about his unconsciousness.

When I heard that Xiao Mo, in order to restore his strength, he did not hesitate to lose his cultivation. His face changed, and his fingers tightened suddenly.

"Did he say anything when he left?" Xiao Yan lowered his head, his voice hoarse.

"no."

Hearing that, Xiao Yan didn't say anything, just sat quietly. Old Yao didn't know how to comfort his disciple, and fell silent. For a time, only the sound of burning wood was heard.

Suddenly, Yao Lao looked at the center of the Warcraft Forest with solemn expression.

There, he sensed an astonishing oppression. I don't know what it is, it can overwhelm the entire forest of Warcraft.

If Xiao Yan also felt it, he raised his head and looked towards the sky. At first glance, that piece of sky didn't make much difference, but under closer inspection, there was even purple light flowing.

"Teacher, what on earth is there? It's such a big reaction."

Yao Lao's eyes flashed in astonishment, he heard the words, and shook his head: "I don't know. Now that you have broken through the fighting master, the blood lotus pills are almost collected. We should go to the Tagore Desert as soon as possible, so as not to change over time. ."

Xiao Yan was silent for a moment, and slowly said, "Teacher, can you wait for a month? What if, Moer..." Knowing that Moer could not be back, he was still willing to wait with one-tenth of a million hopes. What if... what if he comes back...

Xiao Mo lay on the ground, watching the last thunder that was ready to go, and his bloodless lips curled up gently. Struggling to get up, grabbed the sword and stuck it on the ground, supporting his body. He was covered in blood, his flesh and skin rolled over, and many white bones were exposed, and every slight movement hurt his bones.

The flames raging in the body did not fade away, but became more and more intense. Jiuyou cut off most of the blazing heat, but he felt that his whole person was like falling magma, boundless sea of ​​flames, boundless flame waves...

"Ben Shao will never admit defeat! Never! You are a good way of heaven, but you are the way of heaven in the Dou Qi continent, so you can't control Ben Shao..."

Xiao Mo closed his eyes, and his soul force slammed into the seal of the Heavenly Dao he found not long ago. Only by relying on his peak soul power can he survive the last thunder that far surpasses Dou Di. otherwise…

What about heaven?

Obliterate Ben Shao!

You... are not qualified!

…

Xiao Mo kept roaring in his heart, clenching his teeth, and his soul power kept hitting the seal, time and time again, as if tirelessly...

But, how can the seal under heaven be so easy to break through?

Boom!

The roar of huge thunder shook Hua Ling's eyes dizzy, and a few traces of blood drifted from his ears. Fortunately, if he was caught by Jiu Ruo, he would not fall into the void.

A purple-black thunder with the thickness of a little finger crossed the void without any sound. Just so quietly, gracefully stroked. However, the moment the thunder passed by, a black hole suddenly appeared in the space, as if behind the purple-black thunder, followed by a black thunder, winding and circling, like a giant beast with a mouth full of sharp fangs, wanting to swallow Xiao Mo in one bite. Down.

Xiao Mo's closed eyes did not open, his toes lightly touched, and his whole body suddenly flashed aside.

The thunder blasted on the ground without the slightest sound. The entire mountain top only left a hollow with a diameter of several meters.

Open for Ben Shao!

open!

With the help of Jiuyou, Xiao Mo reluctantly avoided the first three ways. At the same time, the seal of heaven is constantly impacting in my mind...

It has no effect.

Seeing the fourth thunderbolt approaching, Xiao Mo suddenly opened his eyes and gritted his teeth, his eyes definitely stern. Holding the sword in his hand, there was a cry of sadness, as if unwilling, like sadness!

Cang!

The purple-black thunder was smashed by Xiao Mo to another mountain, and the two intersected, making a buzzing hum of gold and iron.

A huge hole appeared on the top of the mountain at a speed visible to the naked eye, and slowly, the whole mountain fell apart with a rumbling.

"Ahem...puff!"

Another big mouthful of blood spurted out, and Xiao Mo's right arm holding the sword was weirdly drooping, and the sword fell to the ground.

"What is this idiot doing?" Jiu Ruo was furious, cursing without a trace of demeanor, "With the ghost and ghost, at least the sixth sky thunder can be carried, but... asshole... idiot... fucking..." , Can't find words to describe it.

Fifth way!

Xiao Mo fell to the ground, and his left hand followed in the footsteps of his right. Lian Sha Jian completely lost its usual brilliance, and dullly stuck on the ground, with dense cobweb-like cracks wrapped around it.

Sixth way!

Xiao Mo's feet were covered with glazed fragments. The colored glaze clock, the top-grade defensive artifact, and one-time-use items, each one can stop the emperor's blow. Xiao Mo also had only six pieces, and he used a full five to block the sixth thunder.

"Fucking bastard, when this thing is over, you have to teach it a lesson..." Jiu Ruo felt distressed, her lips biting out blood, but she didn't notice it. Staring at Xiao Mo, **** spiritual power filled with slender palms.

"Yeah!" A painful muffled hum sounded, and Xiao Mo's body suddenly became tense after being stimulated. The intense pain that went deep into the soul made him unable to help close his eyes and curl up his body. The blood ran down the corners of his mouth, his teeth clenched tightly. He didn't want to yell in embarrassment, let alone be heard by Master Jiu.

The seventh thunder approached silently! Ten feet! Five feet! Three feet!

Soon! Soon! It's ready soon!

"Asshole!" Jiuruo's forehead jumped, and he shouted again. The blood in his hands is more intense, and his body is tight. It seemed that Xiao Mo would rescue him instantly if something unexpected happened.

Thunder is getting closer, and Xiao Mo can already smell the threat of death. There were also cracks in his body silently, gradually spreading...

Just when Lei Ting was about to reach Xiao Mo, his closed eyes suddenly opened. A mysterious and invisible force surged, and the entire sky was silent for an instant!

The purple and black thunder hung in front of Xiao Mo, trembling and struggling, but still couldn't get rid of it.

"magical!"

As the ancient singing voice fell, the purple-black thunder twisted and transformed into a giant sword in Hua Ling's horrified eyes.

"cut!"

The giant sword slammed backwards, as if there was a giant holding the giant sword in the world and was accumulating power. Then quickly cut it down, and the sword aura that seemed to be falling like a galaxy whizzed out, and rushed into the sky with the entire giant sword.

boom!

There was a thunderous explosion, hovering for nine days. A terrifying energy storm swept out accompanied by purple thunder and lightning.

Jiu Ruo took Hua Ling and quickly hid on the ground. In the face of such a powerful energy storm, even if Jiu could retreat all over his body, Hualing would be unlucky.

The energy storm, like the waves of the sea, is constantly rushing to the surroundings. The pitch-black sky is as delicate as daylight at this moment.

Over the entire mountain top, thousands of miles in radius, the spiritual power is extremely violent, and it can't be absorbed at all!

All the beasts in this area, even human beings, feel a faintly unspeakable feeling of suffocation!

Just after the energy storm, Jiuruo stepped forward to Xiao Mo. He breathed a sigh of relief as he looked at the young man who was alive on the ground despite his weak breath. The sharp phoenix eyes were soft at this moment, and the light flashed faintly.

"Little bastard, really bold!"

With his eyesight, even if he didn't understand Xiao Mo's actions at first, he still wanted to understand at this moment. The seal set by Heaven is so strong, and the soul power that Xiao Mo has just cultivated is definitely a foolish dream. However, if the sky thunder is introduced into the depths of the soul and the power of the sky thunder is used, this will have the possibility of success.

However, it is extremely dangerous to attract the sky and thunder into the body. Not to mention the introduction of fragile souls.

Fortunately, Xiao Mo finally succeeded.

"How is he?" Hua Ling came one step later, looking at Xiao Mo's miserable appearance, and wanted to help, but didn't know where to start. With Xiao Mo's dying breath, he was afraid that an accident might make him lifeless.

Although Jiu Ruo was pleased that Xiao Mo had survived the disaster, he was still irritated and said angrily: "If you have the Lord, you can't die!"

After that, he picked up Xiao Mo carefully and gently, and carefully input spiritual power to maintain his vitality. At the same time, he walked forward steadily, unhappy, but absolutely steady. Xiao Mo's current state absolutely cannot withstand bumps.

Hua Ling picked up the cracked Sword Sword and followed Jiuruo behind. His face returned to its former coldness, and his eyes were as pale as autumn water.

The night is gradually fading, the sun is shining; the light is gradually dissipated, the stars are all over the sky...the sun rises and the moon sets. The three of them kept walking forward, Jiu Ruo from time to time instructed Hua Ling to pick some herbs that he encountered. Generally, it will be used directly by Xiao Mo as soon as it is removed. He finally ceased to look so miserable, but he just remained awake.

Gradually, Hua Ling couldn't tell where he was, only seeing annoying green all over him.

I don't know how many days passed, Hua Ling watched Xiao Mo get better, there was not even a trace of scar on his body. Looking at that sword, it was slowly being repaired, and gradually restored to its previous brilliance. However, he did not see Xiao Mo wake up.

"When will he wake up?" Hua Ling asked without holding back after all.

Jiu Ruo replied as he walked: "This kid was bold and drew the sky into his soul. Although he successfully survived the crisis, his soul still suffered heavy losses."

Speaking of this, he paused, and then said: "The flames of Heaven's Punishment in his body have not been extinguished. I need to find an extremely cold place. One way to suppress the flames, and secondly, the extremely cold place is good for his soul. Self-repair. As for when to wake up, it depends on the repair. Maybe a few days, maybe a few months, maybe a few decades, or even longer..."

Hua Ling, who was walking behind, did not see the grief flashing on Jiu Ruo's face. He can indeed guarantee that Xiao Mo will not die. But what is the difference between being unable to wake up and being dead? Xiao Mo, Ben Jun believes in you! You can wake up! At the beginning, the more dangerous junctures have gone, and you have survived them one by one. Now, don't die to this monarch. I can't afford to lose this person!