Cultivate with an African God

While he was speaking, there was a faint sound of wooden fish.

Mu Xinghe took a step forward, raised his hand and threw something into the bird claw child in the corner, but Mo Xun had no time to observe what kind of ingenuity was in it, because it was too weird——

Few people know that besides hurting people, his devilish qi flowing into his body can also make the other person move from slow to weak. They are like thin nails. As time goes by, it can make people riddled with holes, as if every part of the body is firmly nailed, making it difficult to move an inch.

But Mu Xinghe had been wrestling with him for a long time, and the devilish energy had already penetrated deep into his body, so why can he still move freely and look normal now? !

The unexpected annoyance of the situation only existed in Mo Xun's mind for a moment, and he was able to calm down after a while.

He only heard a sneer, and the hair band suddenly broke, his jet black long hair was loose, his eyes were red, and the meaning of danger became a thousand times stronger with his change!

The black devilish energy enveloped him, like black flames, making his appearance extraordinarily ferocious, with an extremely evil intention like a hellish ghost.

The demonic energy circulated, the power of the demon skyrocketed, and the power sputtered from his body to the sky and the earth, and countless demonic energy condensed into air pillars on the ground!

This time, Mo Xun's attack was more fierce, and the air column was more dense - before Mu Xinghe could dodge through various means, but now the dodge is nothing more than crashing from one air column into another!

The devilish energy covered the sky, and Mu Xinghe had nowhere to escape, or rather, he had no time to escape at all!

Mu Xinghe could only watch helplessly as the air column exploded!

The pain swept over him like a torrential wave.And Mu Xinghe couldn't move, stuck in that black and gray world, his eyes were full of all kinds of blurred scenes from the past, at that moment his mind was extremely chaotic, full of disgust for himself, almost wanting to be immersed in this world forever.

Emotions fluctuated, but Mu Xinghe was still able to maintain a sliver of sanity.

He was waiting for the clear sound of a wooden fish.

Mu Xinghe was able to decipher Mo Xun's magic energy before, precisely because of this number bead.

When Wen Xingze told him that people who were eroded by Mo Xun's devilish energy would be slightly slow in their actions, he suspected that Mo Xun's devilish energy had a control effect. Shuzhu's passive skills set output, control and weak recovery in One, and her active skill has the function of dispelling, so after considering various considerations, he chose to summon the number of beads.

Although the previous demonic energy had caused him a lot of wear and tear, in each of his actions, the number beads had dispelled the accompanying control effect for him, which prevented Mo Xun from successfully accumulating the demonic energy to a qualitative change.

But now he judged that all these negative emotions that he fell into were just another kind of control, which could also be dispelled by counting beads.

Mu Xinghe's judgment was correct, when he could feel the subtle sound, his vision also returned to clarity.

The demon energy that restrained him also disappeared one by one.

But at the same time, he saw a column of air passing through his body, and when he was able to see the world again, he felt a surge of pain - the column of air didn't seem to burst outside his body , but exploded almost all of his meridians like a scorpion!

Mu Xinghe felt that the inside of his body was torn apart, not a single piece was intact, and the pain was tearing at his body, he took a step back, could hardly restrain himself from covering his chest, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Mu Xinghe's complexion was pale, and he felt that his true energy had almost been blown into powder.

The bad news came one after another. When he pressed his heartbeat and observed the surrounding area where the demonic energy had dissipated, he found that under such a ferocious attack, almost all his shikigami had fallen.

This result could have been expected by Mu Xinghe when he felt that he was seriously injured. After all, the shikigami he chose this time were almost not good at defense. It's also normal to be wiped out.

But fortunately... In the corner, there is still a virgin boy who is stubbornly and desperately existing.

It was a [-]-star full life boy in quilt and wearing a soul suit with a damage reduction effect. No matter what the situation——Mu Xinghe suspected that he was dead, this boy could still be alive.

And the moment Mu Xinghe got the chance to manipulate, he directed the boy to use his skills——

Sacrifice of the soul!

The boy waved his wings, the feathers scattered, and the boy suddenly disappeared on the competition stage, and when the boy's feathers fell, those aunts, chasing moon gods, demon luthiers, and counting beads all returned to the field!

This is the effect of Tongnan's active skills, sacrificing his own life and resurrecting all his teammates.

In the fighting arena, Tongnan used this skill to perform the legend of turning defeat into victory many times. It was not until the environment changed and Tongnan was weakened that this rampant Tongnan resurrection style quit the fighting skill stage.

But today, when he judged that Mo Xun's characteristics are high attack and high speed, and at the same time choose the same high output lineup out of follow-up strategy considerations, Boy Boy is his best choice.

The boy boy had already disappeared because of the sacrifice, and Gu Huo Niao returned to the field, pointing his invincible umbrella sword at Mo Xun, who also had an unsightly complexion!

Of course, Mo Xun's expression was not good. He was very lucky to have a little breath under Gu Huo Niao's three Tianxiang Crane Slashes, so he didn't hold back any more, and used the method of disintegrating the demon to release his strongest blow.

However, he never thought that under such circumstances, Mu Xinghe could still survive, let alone that those monsters could be resurrected!

Even with the technique of disintegrating the demon, if he doesn't make a quick decision, he will definitely lose!

Mo Xun never had the habit of underestimating the enemy, and this Mu Xinghe was also an opponent whom he had carefully chosen strategies from the beginning of the competition, but he never thought that Mu Xinghe could be so tenacious!

His methods are endless, even with his own cultivation and physical strength, he can't bear it.

Mu Xinghe's condition is not good, but how can he be better?In the disintegrated state of the demon, only the mighty killing intent remained in his heart, and incomparable power surged in his body.But after this layer of hard shell faded away, he was left with only a vulnerable body.

The Toba woman had already attacked with a sword, and he couldn't help Mu Xinghe resorted to the next hidden method!

He quickly cut his palm with the gasification knife, and blood oozed out.

He had thought that there was no need to use such means.

He is from Beichu Villa and a disciple of Lord Mo Yu.The world of Moxiu has always been dominated by the weak and the strong, and Mo Yujun's disciples are no exception.He knows that the weak will sacrifice their heads for the strong to step on, so he put in more effort not to be that weak. He stepped on the corpse of the weak, and finally he was able to make the master look at him squarely and not treat him as a shame. Dispensable sacrifices.

Therefore, even if the master gave him an "object" before leaving, he never wanted to use it. He just wanted to prove to others and his master that he was strong enough and did not need any external help.

But maybe he was wrong, at this point, he had to take "it" out after all.

He doesn't want to lose and can't lose!

Blood-colored flowers sprouted in his palm, and a strong demonic aura shot out into the sky!

When the red umbrella sword fell in front of him, a red figure also appeared in front of him.

It was a girl with snow-white skin, an astonishingly beautiful color, and long black hair like a crow's feather, but she was wearing an almost dazzling red dress, with long sleeves and long hair hanging down to the ground.Those eyes were extremely dark, but without a gleam of brilliance, like a puppet doll, looking at Mu Xinghe without emotion.

But Gu Huo Niao's sword swept across, Mo Xun was unscathed, but countless thorns were cut off by Gu Huo Niao, and the last sword fell on the girl.

The girl slowly raised her hand to lick the blood on her body, and tilted her head.

Even Mu Xinghe began to feel a little surprised at this moment.

"……Hibiscus?"

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