Transformation: The Nine-Tailed Fox Fairy Who Travels Through Another World

Chapter 170

From the start of the battle to the present, not too long has passed, not even 10 minutes, but Mu Rourou's body is already covered with scars, especially the exposed right leg, and the ear of rice can't help but feel the pain for her .

The right leg without the skin, the blood-red right leg, and the appearance of the toenails, really cannot be compared with the original beautiful legs and feet.

"Rice ears! Why are you here!" Swallowing the pill, Mu Rourou said anxiously; "Didn't you say that? Your focus is on that punch! Leave the rest to me!"

"But!"

"Be obedient! Although I haven't held any ceremony, I am the one who led you into the way of cultivation! I can be regarded as half of your master! Be good!"

Talking like coaxing a child, Mu Rourou stood up reluctantly, took a step forward, her face twisted because of the pain, very decisively, Mu Rourou raised her right leg, and just relied on her left leg to land on the ground. Breaking out of the body, with a flicker, he jumped into the still dissipated shock wave ahead.

"I'm facing the God Transformation stage now! What will happen?"

"die!"

The ear of rice is speechless, the dragon palm she learned, the cloud and thunder phantom wind ban, the devil fruit she ate, and the immortal skills she mastered can support her to resist the foundation building period with her cultivation in the condensing period. extent of the boundary.

Compared with the stage of transformation of gods above the two realms of Jindan and Yuanying, the gap is really too big. There is no shortage of means and supernatural powers, but one thing is lacking, cultivation.

Silence, Inaho let out a long breath, and the Sharingan quietly opened, staring straight ahead at the battle, clenched his fist with his right hand, and brought up the interface of the number of times the teacher's punch was used. The window is in front of the left hand. Can come across.

Since she can't intervene in such a battle, wait a minute, when the opportunity Mu Rourou created for her comes, she must seize it. Inosuke's spirit is highly concentrated, and her eyes are staring at the battle place without blinking.

Over there, Mu Rourou and Sikong Heji fought together again.

Promise!Bone trampling!

Sikong Heji was not injured, he was just dirty, not much, the dust on his hair, marks on his face, and little holes in his clothes, for Sikong Heji who has a serious cleanliness obsession, this is very uncomfortable .

I'm getting impatient. Sikong Heji really feels impatient with Mu Rourou's stalking and reckless attacks. There's nothing he can do about it. He Ji still has this bit of composure, taking the overall situation into consideration, it's true.

Sikong Heji had already given up talking, because if he said it, he didn't say anything, and Mu Rourou obviously didn't seem to want to answer, so why did he talk so much?Are you bored?

Click!Click!
The cracks on the broken corner continued to increase, and when it reached a certain point, it shattered with a bang.

Sikonghe was overjoyed, he raised his hand and was about to tear open the space and leave here, but the scene he saw immediately made him stunned.

The broken horn is broken, that's right, the problem is, there is actually a small horn in the broken horn!The small horn exudes the same color and shape as the broken horn, and in terms of quality, it is also harder than the broken horn.

The comparison between the two is like an old man who is half buried in the ground, and a man who is young and in his prime, so the air ban effect is still there.

"You don't naively think that I will be able to restrain you with the horn of a Mojiao Konglong, do you? Heh!" Mu Rourou smiled unhurriedly.

"What do you mean? Third princess! What on earth do you want to do?" Sikong Heji said in a deep voice with a gloomy expression.

"What are you doing? Isn't it already obvious?" Mu Rourou squinted her eyes, her shots were uninterrupted, without stopping, and she used all her strength to make a deadly attack; "Of course! Kill you!"

Sikong He was stunned for a moment; "Wait! Third Princess! What did you say?"

He thought about many possibilities, many reasons, but never thought of this. In other words, what is Mu Rourou based on?Is it the cultivation base of the late Nascent Soul?Are you kidding me?

No matter how absurd Sikong Heji is, he feels that this reason is very unreliable, Mu Rourou's actions, eyes, and tone are all conveying this signal that she wants to kill him.

Sikong He is definitely not a child who looks less than ten years old. He is a real monster who has survived for more than 2000 years. Compared with his own life, everything else, many things are It can be temporarily put down.

For example... You can't kill Mu Rourou's heart.

Thoughts turned like electricity, Sikong Heji's expression calmed down, his eyes did not waver, like a dead lake, he easily pushed aside Mu Rourou's bloody palm, and his small and childlike hand imprinted on Mu Rourou's belly.

Pfft, Mu Rourou's eyeballs protruded, and she flew upside down, spurting blood. She didn't go far, her body was frozen in mid-air, and as Sikong Heji retracted her hand, she returned, and another palm was printed on Mu Rourou's face. abdomen.

Mu Rourou's body bent into a bow shape, her vision blurred until she flew out and hit the ground, with a loud bang.

In front of Dao Suo's eyes, Mu Rou Rou was slapped by Sikong Heji, the speed was too fast, there were actually two palms, and under the gaze of Dao Suo's Sharingan, only one palm could be vaguely seen.

After hurting Mu Rourou, Sikong He looked at the ears of rice in the distance, pondered for a while and stepped out, heading towards the ears of rice.

The looming intuition told him that the ear of rice was very strange and mysterious, which made him unable to see through it. If Mu Rourou really had the intention of killing him, then it could bring help and benefits to Mu Rourou's mind. Fox has great potential.

The sense of crisis is getting stronger and stronger, Sikong He is not an indecisive person, once he has the slightest doubt and reason, he will act decisively.

"Rice ears!!" Mu Rourou turned over and sat up with difficulty, her blood-splattered eyes opened wide and looked over there, thinking of her mother, thinking of Sinon, Mu Rourou tore off her clothes, revealing her belly.

There is the small handprint left by Sikong Heji's two palms just now, this is not the point, the point is that on the belly, under the infection of Mu Rourou's own blood, there is a mark that emerged, which was outlined and depicted with vermilion lacquer The one who went up was a ghost with disheveled hair.

"Sister Huang! I told you! Don't force me! You can't force me!" He shouted hoarsely, and his voice once caused a lot of wind to howl.

Approaching the ear of rice, Sikong Heji, who was about to kill the ear of rice, couldn't help but look back when he heard the sound, and saw the scene that made his pupils shrink.

The neck-length silver short hair grows wildly, the roots are upside down, there are new lines on the face, the pupils of the eyes are not there, the whites of the eyes are not there, they have become blood red, pure blood, the skin is rolling like bubbling, popping, blood bursting out, and wear them like clothes,
The cold ghost aura, the gloomy evil aura, appeared in a form visible to the naked eye, lingering around him, wrapped around his body like a ribbon.

"Rou! Rou!" Dao Sui said blankly, unable to recognize Mu Rourou who turned into a fierce ghost.

By the way, isn't Mu Rourou the Haotian Dynasty, the only daughter of the Third Prince?Why do you want to practice this kind of exercise?
The sword used is a white jade bone sword, and the magical powers are all related to blood, bones, and ghosts!

why?
(End of this chapter)