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"You said this big rat... is an inner demon?"

Looking at the huge yellow mouse in front of her, Feng Xue couldn't help but tilt her head.

The idea of ​​inner demons has been around since ancient times. It is not surprising that a monster gave birth to inner demons in Huang Shengsheng. In comparison, what Feng Xue cared about more was...

How to fight this thing?

It's not that it can't be beaten, but if this thing is beaten to death, will Huang Shengsheng be implicated?

"Anyway... let's beat him down first and then talk!"

Breathing calmed down and time returned to normal again. At this time, Feng Xue also clearly heard that the big rat slowed down and its squeaking like a cow roar was actually in Chinese——

"...There is an abyss!"

"If there is a huge disparity between heaven and earth, there will be bloodshed!"

"I can't escape, and you can't escape either!"

"So what can't be escaped? Did I miss any key information earlier?"

Listening to the other party's apparently meaningless words, Feng Xue rolled her eyes, but stretched out her hand.

The air completely solidified at this moment, as if a big hand was trying to hold the big mouse in its palm.

This was the method used by the opponent when he first dealt with Ju Zhan, but now it seems that this is indeed a good skill for taking the lead.

It is easy to imagine that the strength is not low, and it is a long-range attack. Coupled with the strong belief of the Creator himself, the quality of the enemy can be seen with just one blow.

However, the yellow mouse is indeed Huang Shengsheng's inner demon. With this grasp, he failed to touch the entity. The big mouse originally wearing a coat turned into a gust of yellow wind and flowed out from the gaps between his fingers. The steel fork in his hand was completely gone. Stab over without fancy!

Feng Xue's eyebrows slightly drooped, and a big hand suddenly gathered from behind, punching the three steel forks. At the same time, threads gathered from the air and turned into a large net, which was about to completely trap the big mouse to death.

"Well done!"

Seeing this situation, the big mouse did not turn into wind and sand and flee again as Feng Xue imagined. Instead, he swung his body directly and rolled up the dust in the sky——

"It's windy and sandy, drink enough!"

"I don't want to drink that windy sand from you!"

Feng Xue clasped his hands together, and giant trees rose up from the ground. The windbreaks gathered instantly to block the yellow sand, but the big mouse was completely unmoved. With a wave of the steel fork in his hand, golden wind swept over.

"With the divine wind, no one in the three realms can be defeated!"

"Samadhi Kamikaze?!"

When Feng Xue saw this, his expression immediately changed. As his Taoist companion, Huang Shengsheng had often discussed with him. Naturally, he had learned about the divine wind of Samadhi many times.

This method is Huang Shengsheng's basic method. In addition, Huang Shengsheng himself has a "set" that is "equal in strength" to him. Every time this move is used, he can only find a way to avoid it. As for the direct confrontation... in front of the Creator, He still had a 20% chance of taking over, but now that he had become the Creator, he became less and less confident.

so……

hide!

Huang Shengsheng's habit of using this method emerged in her mind. Feng Xue's body suddenly flashed into two afterimages, and the windbreak beside her grew crazily. Even if branches were constantly being smashed and dragged into the storm, this behavior was completely useless. Signs of a pause.

only……

"bring it on!"

The big mouse roared angrily, and a completely different feeling from Huang Shengsheng's when using it suddenly broke out. Feng Xue only felt that her feet were empty, and her whole body was rolled up uncontrollably.

However, unlike the previous fight with Huang Shengsheng, where he could only take one attack as long as he was rolled up, Feng Xue suddenly had a moment of consciousness in mid-air...

Like a fish in water?

"Yes!"

Following the sudden feeling, Feng Xue's figure seemed to turn into a thin line, swimming in the violent golden divine wind.

Flying stick! It's a flying stick!

The experience he accumulated during his career as a flying stick was integrated in this moment. Under the violent and intense pressure of the Samadhi Kamikaze, Feng Xue's movements became more and more smooth, and his skin seemed to be able to feel every inch of the cyclone. The flow direction, various tracks emerged in his brain.

Ganglia began to form along his spine, imagination and habit building new organs.

Bypassing the sand and dust in the wind, avoiding the branches and gravel, and seeing a steel fork coming towards him, Feng Xue was like a fluid, flowing upwards along the turbulent flow caused by the three forks. It turned out to be a turning point. , and already arrived in front of the big mouse.

But for Feng Xue's sudden advance, the opponent seemed to have expected it. He raised the steel fork backwards, and the weighted ball that looked like a hammer was already in front of him!

"I've never seen a hero who can't be knocked down!"

The handle of the fork was swung forward, wrapped in the fierce golden wind. Feng Xue held her breath suddenly, but sighed secretly in her heart.

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This "inner demon" turned out to be the type who shared combat experience, otherwise it would be difficult for him to understand how the other party could guess his own behavior and habits.

Only Huang Shengsheng, who had competed with him many times, could understand his offensive ideas.

but……

"My fighting ideas are always being upgraded!"

The moment he was hit by the steel fork, his body suddenly exploded. In the past, he would not have dared to use the wind shape to evade the attack in front of an expert like Huang Shengsheng. But now, after decades of flying sticks After his career, his perception and control of airflow have reached the pinnacle. Coupled with the adaptive adjustment of his body, he has actually been able to faintly integrate into the Samadhi Divine Wind!

Converge, skim, spin, and accumulate!

Feng Xue could feel his body rising rapidly with the Samadhi Divine Wind, and the big rat obviously discovered that his innate magical power was mixed with "impurities". He stuck the steel fork into the ground, and the claws gathered in the wide sleeves of the robe suddenly slapped, and the originally fierce wind stopped without any warning.

Dust fell, stone chips fell, broken wood fell...

Everything wrapped in the wind was falling, and Feng Xue, who was half a beat slower, was still moving forward in inertia, but in front of him, there was only black and gold!

The steel fork fell, and countless yellow sands condensed into weapons pierced out from the ground, hitting up and down, piercing the pursuing figure with holes.

The big rat seemed to be very confident in this attack, and didn't even realize that he had stabbed only an empty shell, and he kept muttering to himself:

"If I was wrong, why didn't you stop it? If I was not wrong, why did you punish others? Why wait until the bitter fruit was brewed before intervening? Yes, yes! You just want me to make mistakes, so that you can show your mercy of saving the world! Then I will do as you wish! Make mistakes all the way! Make mistakes until no one can correct them!"

Feng Xue traveled earlier, but in connection with the original Journey to the West, he understood what this was saying. Although he didn't know what the so-called punishment of others meant, he still understood the point that "the demons were deliberately released by the higher-ups to cause chaos."

"So, this is Huang Shengsheng's inner demon?"

Taking advantage of the moment when the inner demon swung the fork, Feng Xue, who used the flying stick skill - [Eight Wings Vibrating Together], looked down at the battlefield from high in the sky. Amid the cheers of countless nightmares, the erosion force that constantly twisted the dreamland into yellow sand was spreading. Indistinctly, there was a feeling of an ideal country.

"I have to cheat now!"

Seeing the erosion getting bigger and bigger, Feng Xue immediately chose to start cheating. He took out the copper trumpet wrapped in red cloth and blew the melody engraved in DNA -

"555-531-555-531-"