blues paradox

In the nick of time, a light yellow enchantment separated the fire net. Lantiao looked back in amazement. Through the air distorted by the flames, the red leaf stood tall, and the lotus staff shone like a blooming weed.

Lan Tuo let out a long breath of relief, his small heart was beating violently in his chest, as if he could jump out of his throat in the next moment; he slightly raised his head, the blood-red clouds seemed to burn the sky, leaving only dust floating .However, everything is not over yet, the fire net hanging in the air is actually eroding the barrier at a speed that can be seen by the naked eye, shrinking inch by inch.With a flash of inspiration, his emerald green eyes were like a blue and calm lake, and Lan Tiao lightly chanted the mantra, drawing the air in front of him into a vacuum. The fire net was quickly breaking through the barrier and approaching him. After being extinguished in a small place, a hole was forcibly torn open, and Lan Tiao jumped out in a hurry, narrowly escaping the catastrophe.

Lan Tuo stood up slowly, his handsome face was stained with thin dust, and his eyes were shining like stars.Maybe it's time to change the attack method, he frowned and thought, there was no sign of despair in his bright eyes.

"Although Mo Jiao is difficult to deal with, there are always some weaknesses." Chi Ye's sharp eyes fell on Mo Jiao who was throwing fireballs everywhere, but his old voice was extremely calm and fearless.He straightened his back and stood on the altar, like a straightened javelin, surrounded by a faint yellow light, and the majestic aura seemed to splash away with the scattered light, covering the entire altar.

The old man stared at the front like a torch, his eyes were full of determination, and his wrinkled face was completely meaningless. He said: "The meaning of life is not the same. The boy who is illuminated by the dark light of the emperor of the demon world Blessed child, let's go."

What's the meaning?What is a child favored by God?Blues was puzzled, but he understood the old man's last words.The emerald green pupils shone slightly, like a bird gently tapping on the water surface, creating waves; the red lips slightly raised, showing a slight smile, and he whispered softly, "Leave?" ? No, fleeing is the behavior of the weak, it does not belong to me, besides..."

Besides, he didn't want Xiu to take it lightly.If those golden eyes were filled with disappointment and regret, if the stars in those eyes would no longer flow for him, what kind of torture would this be?

Moreover, the meaning of his life is not chasing a shooting star or a bright moon, but the sun that is above all things, illuminates the common people, and never falls.If pride is covered with dust because of this, if in this life he can only look up at the sky like a pious worshiper, what kind of pain should this be?

"Is fleeing an act of the weak?" Chi Ye didn't look back, and there was a hidden smile in his eyes, like relief, like relief, like the sea returning to calm after a storm, as if embracing the world.

The old man held the staff and chanted a mantra, and the top of the lotus staff gave off circles of soft light yellow halos, like yellow ripples rippling away layer by layer, and a long whip with sharp thorns appeared in his hand.With a light wave of the whip, the long whip swept swiftly, and Mo Jiao immediately jumped up to avoid it. However, as the thorn whip swept across, thousands of sharp thorns on it shot out all at once, like a rain of thorns.

Ink Jiao has a thick skin, these attacks are really painless to it, and then suddenly, it rolled on the ground and let out a mournful cry, Lan Tiao and Chi Ye immediately came to a conclusion, it was the heart.

Therefore, the two cooperated with each other to attack Mo Jiao's heart fiercely. Lan Tiao was slightly inferior in terms of experience and proficiency in the use of spells. After learning from Chi Ye's attack method, he gradually became concise and familiar. Up, a lot less modification.

Soon, both of them were injured to varying degrees. Chiye was alright, while Lantiao had burns and abrasions on his arms and thighs. Probably couldn't stand up anymore.

Fortunately, the effect was remarkable. Mo Jiao lay dying on the ground, the fire-breathing horn in the middle kept emitting sparks and white smoke, but he couldn't release a formed fireball after all.Seeing this, Lan Tiao heaved a long sigh of relief, and fell to the ground with an unsteady center of gravity.

Suddenly, the already dying Guijiao stood up tremblingly again, and the dark brown hair on its body began to grow rapidly, covering the whole body in a short while, only two bright black eyes were exposed, which was extremely gloomy. With a sudden and shrill shout, he rushed towards Lantiao.

The green pupils showed a bit of a strange color, and they had evolved into the Mo Jiao King!

It's a pity that my hands and feet are weak and I can't move at all.Lan Tuo quietly watched the monster rushing towards him fiercely, blocking all the sunlight; he was shrouded in shadow, as if death would happen in the next moment, and he lay quietly on the ground, watching the scythe of death glowing coldly. Metallic luster; he smiled softly, as soft as a spring breeze, and his low words dissipated in the wind, he said: "No one can kill me, I will gain eternal life in death."

Blues gathers the magic power to the heart, and it only needs to be gently drawn, and it can be exposed to death.No one can dominate his life, even the dirge to the grave must be sung by himself.

In the blurred area of ​​the eyes, you can see the bright rose petals fluttering. When you look carefully, you can only see a white figure flashing in front of you. A man in a white robe stands tall. His silver hair flutters in the wind, reflecting the The blood-red cloud layer seemed to be bathed in blood.There was a faint but seductive smile on his lips, his golden eyes were quiet and deep, with a little coldness; he stretched out his hand and tapped lightly in the void, and the crazy ghost flood king was instantly bound by invisible things, He couldn't move; he said softly: "Enough." Then, the sleeves covered with complicated patterns were lightly lifted, and the ghost flood king suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and fell down in response.

Lan Tiao looked a little crazy. He had never experienced Xiu's strength so strongly before. Is this a human... or a god...

Xiu suddenly lowered his head to look at Lan Tiao, his golden eyes were icy cold, "You just... wanted to commit suicide?!"

Lan Tuo lowered his head silently, clenched his hands tightly into fists, and didn't even notice that his nails were embedded in his flesh.

It's not enough, it's not enough, you have to become stronger...be worthy of winning and having what he wants...

Lan Tuo suddenly raised his head, his emerald green eyes were like a quiet abyss, he stared quietly at those brilliant golden eyes, as if they were soaked in the brilliance of the sun, they were full of stubbornness almost paranoid, but they calmly Very, he said softly: "I want power, my own... more powerful power."

It is more appropriate to say that it is a statement than a prayer.Lan Tiao knew that Xiu would definitely agree, and this was Xiu's purpose in not letting him leave all along, so let him do as he wished.

The color of Xiu's eyes softened, his thin lips slightly raised, and evil charm suddenly appeared, and an obscure stream of light flashed in his eyes, as if the sun, moon and stars were stored in them, and the brilliance flowed.He looked at Lantiao quietly, and after a while, leaned over to press a kiss on Lantiao's pale lips, and said softly, "As you wish, child."

(End of Volume [-])

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