Beast Master Xuannv

Qiong Lou saw it, and then opened his mouth and spit out a thunder ball of light. The red ball of light was wrapped in purple lightning.

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

Seeing that the two thundering light balls were about to engage in a battle to burn the devil and grill the crabs.

Another gust of black wind came and faced the thunder ball of light. Without any sound, the thunder ball of light disappeared with the wind.

Que Ye's face twitched, and he couldn't hit a single move? Sure enough, it was curiosity that killed the cat, and he was so angry that he almost died, and he also hurt his spirit beast...

As soon as the slender hand of the man in brocade stopped, the demon stopped and remained motionless.

He smiled sarcastically: "How dare you, a mere Feiji Tianshi, dream of destroying my children? Jiejie, let alone you, a little Feiji, even if the holy beast comes, you still have to respect me."

After saying that, the man in brocade teleported and disappeared directly in front of Qiong Lou's eyes. Before he even blinked, he reappeared next to Qiong Lou!

Qiong Lou took a few steps back, his two lion faces looking particularly solemn.

The man in brocade clothes raised his hand, a black vortex condensed in his palm, and said in a cold voice: "Feiji, even if you are mutated, so what, I still don't take it seriously, so go away."

With an understatement, Qiong Lou's light hand was about to fall, and Qiong Lou's claws on the ground tightened. Although this coercive feeling was not as good as that of the pink-haired goddess that day, it was not something he could resist, and he sighed

He said quietly without looking back: "Well, take care of yourself."

Well, take care of yourself.

Que Ye felt sad after hearing this. He couldn't leave even if he didn't take care of himself! He didn't know where the power came from. Like the wind, he rushed in front of Qiong Lou. The Phantom Sword left his hand and swung it automatically in an unorganized manner, trying to resist first.

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Que Ye clasped his hands together, interlocked his fingers, released the quick seal, and whispered the magic spell on his lips: "Thirty-nine Heavenly Gangs above, seventy-two Earthly Evils below, leaving the disciples on their way back, Nine Heavenly Mysterious Evils, turned into divine water,

He was frightened by the power of Heaven and used his orders to attract him."

This is the talisman and seal formation of Shuomu Cult. It is currently the most powerful technique of Que Yehui. It is generally not used casually because...

After reciting the spell, he put his thumb to his mouth and bit it, causing bright red blood to flow out, and then he drew the talisman with blood in the air.

In a few swipes, a talisman like a ghostly talisman was drawn. With a flick of the hand, the talisman floated up automatically, "Go!"

After drawing one picture, move on to the next one, thus drawing eight pictures. Before the man in brocade clothes makes a move, quickly form the talisman and seal formation!

"Qian position, Kun position, Li position, Kan position, Zhen position, Xun position, Gen position, Dui position!"

"The eight return, Nine Netherworld Spring Formation!"

As the sound fell, eight red runes painted with blood and golden light flourished, surrounding the man in brocade clothes in the middle, forming a circle of encirclement.

The man in brocade clothes was stunned for a moment when he saw this formation, and then his face turned ferocious, becoming even more sinister: "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. A genius among ghosts, of course she is self-taught and taught by heaven!"

The man in jinyi's face became even darker: "Tianzhi? What a heavenly gift, then I will never let you go!"

Immediately, he waved his hand, and two balls of black wind came out of his sleeves to deflect the water spirit seal formed by the eight talismans.

The life and death talisman, which is as transparent as water glass and ice crystal, collides with the black wind like cow hair, but remains silent...