Mojun's white fat chicken

The scorching blood slowly flowed down from the limbs, along the iron chain and deep into the formation, soaking the lines and activating the formation.

Strength, power, and vitality were quickly drawn away with the flow of blood, Feng Bai raised his head with difficulty, saw Xiaomao transformed into a prototype, and stepped into the formation without hesitation, just as he in front of.

"Bai... idiot..." He murmured, and he didn't have the strength to speak anymore.

Fengbai's blood turned into phoenix flames, and beautiful and enchanting flame flowers bloomed, instantly igniting Xiaomao's snow-white fur. In order to resist this yang force, evil spirits spread from her body, but He was burned out by the domineering Phoenix blood in an instant.

Xiaomao couldn't help screaming in pain, all eight tails stretched out in an instant, struggling and swinging in the flames.

"Hmm...cough cough..." Feng Bai felt that his body was getting colder, which he hadn't felt for a long time. The exhaustion of power once again fell on his body. He could barely maintain his human form, and the feathers quickly covered him on his limbs and body.

Xiaomao's tails were alive and burned to ashes one by one. In the next moment, she struggled to create a phantom. She felt that she was about to be burned to death. Her whole body was covered with fur and... Her flesh and blood were boiling, but the body covered by the blood of the phoenix was reshaped into another section of her flesh and blood. Repeatedly, it was tormenting like hell.

A Qing Taoist stood by with a blank expression on his face. The disciples he arranged around the formation were reciting mantras in a low voice, constantly activating the formation to draw power from Feng Bai and sending it into Xiaomao's body .

Suddenly, Xiaomao uttered a shrill scream, and the mixed pain seemed to be at its peak. In an instant, eight tails protruded from her body, and at the same time, there was a phantom faintly visible. This is the ninth article. Tail.

A Qing Taoist slowly bent his lips and nodded slightly towards his disciples.His disciples immediately stopped casting spells, and each took out a soul banner, and shook them away together.

The boiling hot? In the main hall, the evil wind raged suddenly, and accompanied by the sound of howling ghosts and wolves, countless? Resentful souls suddenly appeared in the main hall.

"Nine hundred and ninety-nine female souls who died full of resentment must be enough to refine a resentful girl Rakshasa?"

The souls of these women who had experienced horror and were tortured to death by Xiaomao could not rest in peace. It means that Xiaomao can be swallowed up in minutes.

"How dare you!"

Xiaomao's rationality is being burned by the flames, all her strength is used to reshape her body and practice Nine-Tails, she has no power to resist at all.

In normal times, no matter how many ghosts there are, how can they resist her, but now is the most vulnerable time, and she has become a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Fengbai's face was pale, feeling the changes around him, he raised his head with difficulty, and saw the dense crowd of resentful souls around him.In a trance, he saw Yang Ying's face, ferocious and resentful, accompanied by a few baby girls, who couldn't see their faces clearly, but were more ferocious than any ghost. He chuckled, "" Look... you're on your own... idiot!"

Li Gui rushed into the formation, the resentment broke through the fear of the phoenix flames, and risked being burned to death, he wanted to kill Xiaomao and replace it.

As a spirit beast, Xiaomao has been cultivating for many years as a big monster, and his soul power is naturally extremely strong and stable. However, being burned by the blood of the phoenix and eaten by the ghost, he couldn't resist it and screamed miserably.

If Xiaomao dies, Feng Bai knows that the other party will not let him go, so he becomes the best thing for the newborn resentful girl Rakshasa? The thing that awakens the soul, the Phoenix brand snacks, no one can escape.

In order for the ghost not to be burnt out by the Phoenix's blood, the disciples of the Nissin Gate had already stopped chanting the mantra, and Feng Bai's constant loss of vitality and strength was relieved for a moment.

He sighed softly, and then, holding back the endless sores, he spat out a mouthful of blood at Xiaomao, and the blood turned into a beautiful and slender white phoenix shadow, surrounding it Xiaomao blocked the evil ghost's attack and worked hard to resolve their resentment.

But this? After all, it is only the end of the battle. It can only be delayed, but cannot be completely eliminated. After all, his strength is still not strong enough.

However, before he fell into a coma, he seemed to vaguely see a figure, which was so familiar to him. He suddenly relaxed in his heart, and only thought: If he doesn’t come again, it’s really?

The boundless resentment broke through the sky, and the staff of the special office of the Three Realms rushed to Songwu Mountain under the call of She Jiu, all of them looked terrified. It was obvious that they were late because of this celestial phenomenon, and the fight had already begun over there.And for this? I can feel the hostility from a long distance. I have already mastered the information of the Nine-Tailed Cat. It can be seen that this is no longer an ordinary? Big case, it is no easier than the previous crimes in the East China Sea? The giant python that swallowed the sky. .

"This is something that Fengbai can solve alone!" Everyone in the room was very worried.

The last pure-blooded phoenix in the world, not to mention the treasure of the demon king, other people are also offering it as a mascot.

"Amitabha, what the poor monk is worried about is the resentment. I am afraid that something that should not appear is about to be born." The Buddhist and Taoist families often deal with the underworld, and they are most familiar with ghosts and ghosts. They looked at each other One look, one look of worry.

Everyone immediately speeded up their journey. At this time, there were flying machines, Gale Curse, and creatures that shrunk to size. They didn't hesitate to take them out.

But when they just arrived at the foot of Songwu Mountain, dark clouds suddenly gathered above the soaring resentment, and purple thunder and lightning shuttled through the clouds, and all the spiritual energy in a radius of hundreds of miles was absorbed into the sky, and the clouds brewed a terrible order Man trembles? Strength.

Jieyun?

No, how can there be such a place? Human crossing the catastrophe is the result of the power of thunder and lightning being forcibly condensed and compressed, but in this world, who else has such a powerful force that simulates the power of the robbery cloud? !

"somebody is coming!"

Just as I was thinking about it, I saw three people running out from Songwu Mountain, all disheveled, nervous and frightened, and there was a squirrel spirit following them, this combination...

The people who came were Luo Junhe and the others. What happened tonight was like a nightmare. How could there be such a "desperate" existence besides a stable and peaceful life!Seeing the combination of Taoist priests and monks now, there is no moment when I want to see them more than now.

Mingying and Zhizhi took a step forward, one of them healed and the other asked him, "Do you know what happened?"

Luo Junhe said: "We are the Yang family in Jiangcheng, and we entrusted Mr. Fengbai to help find my cousin, but just tonight Mr. Fengbai was taken away by the nine-tailed cat. A man is going to rescue him .”

"A man?" There was an idea in everyone's mind, Mingying asked: "What kind of man?"

"Purple? Butterfly!" Yang Xi said immediately, "He looks very powerful and can produce lightning." The rest of them, a monster, nodded quickly.

As soon as the words fell, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Rumbling--

Under the light of thunder and lightning that was as bright as day, a huge roar shook the entire mountain range, trees toppled over, and birds and beasts turned into floating dust before they could mourn in time.

And the overflowing evil and resentment were naturally swept away by the absolute power, and all the ghosts and ghosts disappeared. This is just a moment.

There is no trace of the ancient gods and monsters, and the creatures who have lived long enough can no longer see such a powerful strength that makes the soul tremble and can't help but worship, and only Yin Moxiao, the lord of the demon world.

"It looks like the white fat chicken was injured? It's not serious, the devil is angry, should we go over?" Mingying pinched his fingers, frowned into a "Chuan", and asked? His senior brother Master Mingyang.

It doesn't matter what was born, what? The demon lord should be blasted into scum after such a blow. Naturally, the thousands of resentful spirits will be gone too. They don't need to work hard to save them.

"Amitabha." The abbot of Fayuan Temple sighed, thinking that the evil spirits of ghosts were probably transformed by missing girls, but they were the most innocent. However, the Buddha is merciful and willing to feed the tiger with his body , but you can't force a demon to act so kindly, "After all, the poor monk was a step late."

Master Mingyang said: "Let's go, we have to go and have a look. If the devil wants to get our place, he should try his best. After all, we have to give the government an account."

It is comparable to the power of an explosion. Tomorrow, without saying a word, it will be on the headlines within an hour.The one who has the most contacts with government departments is the Tianyi Daoist faction, who are really good at talking nonsense.

Xiaomao looked at the man who was getting closer and closer, tried to open his eyes, and looked at him with admiration and longing.

The burning all over her body, the failure of refining, and the remnant soul eaten by the resentful spirits made her dying, suffering from pain, making her life worse than death, but when she saw him, she felt as if she was thirsty. The seedlings were watered with rain and dew, the joy dilutes all the pain, and the tears flowed down.

"My lord, you are here..."

Yin Moxiao's footsteps stopped in front of her, bent down, and picked up a blood-stained plume on the ground. Suddenly, the chains that bound Feng Bai's limbs broke and turned into powder. Disappeared in place in an instant? Hugging Feng Bai who had lost his support.

"Ah Bai, Ah Bai..."

The soft to extremely gentle voice seemed to be able to hurt the person in my arms a little more if it was a little heavier.

The pain in Yin Moxiao's eyes caused the seedling in Xiaomao's heart to lose water and die instantly, but she still stood up hard, gritted her teeth and wobbled towards Yin Moxiao.

Even if you can reach out and touch him, a piece of trousers is not in vain for a piece of infatuation in this life.

However, the icy cold voice sounded above her head, "It's still alive."

She raised her head and saw that Yin Moxiao was hugging the unconscious youth looking at herself coldly, the dead silent and disgusting eyes made her tremble uncontrollably, "My lord..."

However, he didn't want to know what she had worked so hard for for thousands of years. The demonic energy of death permeated Xiaomao's whole body. To Yin Moxiao, there was only one point, she hurt Feng Bai.

She couldn't explain it, but the real despair enveloped her heart, and at the last moment of her life, she faced that cold and disgusting look, and finally figured out: everything is just her own. Wishful thinking, even if you cultivate Nine Tails, you can't achieve wishful thinking!