Chapter 227: Demon Corpse Falls 4
People love history, just like birds love their own feathers! Please don’t tear my wings apart!
A voice screamed with a hideous voice...
——Qu Qiubai!
The young man with a buzz cut couldn't help but laugh and complained.
"If you have this skill to read history, you might as well learn from your old fifth brother to watch Korean dramas!"
Nonsense! Do you think I am illiterate? I have read more books than you have, and I will say that forgetting history is betraying the past!
From Nietzsche!
How about it, I’m very handsome! The young man with a buzz cut looks very leisurely and contented.
"Puchi." A laugh came.
——That was what Lenin said.
"Ahhhhhh!" The young man with a buzz cut finally couldn't help but roar, "Demon Corpse, you 'illiterate', you deserve to die!"
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The Demon Corpse is indeed an illiterate person. He has a simple mind and never has any conspiracy, so he went straight to break through and disrupted the layout of Morgan Stanley.
He didn't know that in order to make up for the mistakes in this layout, Damo tried his best to fight against two, but he finally made a mistake.
Even the book was read incorrectly!
"Boom!"
With a loud bang, the cliff north of the Demon Corpse suddenly trembled, as if it was a floating water curtain, with white light flashing, and a howling sound. Suddenly, a cold and cold murderous intent came silently. The cultivation level of the Demon Corpse Saint Ancestor was unable to sense it in advance. It is conceivable how amazing the other party's strength is.
The demon corpse and demon's eyes flashed, and Qingchi said, "Water method! But that's it! Let's see how I break you!"
After the words came, the demon corpse flew up like a big bird, riding on the black cloud beast. The two turned into a ball of mysterious light, forcing the ghosts to rush towards the cliff and rock walls with all their might.
Death committed suicide by hitting the wall?
Of course not. The devil corpse dares to hit the cliff and stone walls, so there is naturally his mystery.
The demon corpse raised his hands lightly, and a magic light shot out, just in the middle of the cliff, with a swastika-shaped pattern. With a "boom", it bombarded it into pieces, and the rocks were flying.
The demon corpse finally saw through the clone of the three heavenly heart demon lamps!
"Boom!" The demon corpse and the black cloud beast crashed into the cliff together. The moment they hit the cliff, the demon corpse felt a soft force attacking, as if it was a gentle skyscraper hand, gently sent him into a white white light. A laugh from Damahe was vaguely heard: "It's a joyous congratulations, I'm afraid you'll come too late. I'm really sleepy, so someone will send you a pillow. It's great. I'll squeeze you out now!"
I, now, will beat you!
The sound rumbling in the ears of the Demon Corpse Saint Ancestor. In the lightning, the Holy Ancestor exploded without thinking, and when it blasted out, he felt a vague feeling that something was wrong.
Sure enough, just as he burst out with a punch, a green light burst out, as if a huge lotus pond was rolled up with gusts of wind, and the wind swept away the remaining clouds, suddenly a powerful force was generated, pulling out the skyscraper hand like a god.
"Why is it you!" The Demon Corpse Saint Ancestor roared and screamed, as if he had seen something terrifying.
In his sight, a woman's back was imprinted into his eyes.
The Holy Ancestor's heart was beating wildly without any effort. He would never forget this figure in his life, as if he had returned to the Great Snow Mountain of the past!
The lake water of Tianchi Peak is rippling, clear and endless, and there is an indescribable calm and profound feeling. The birds fly happily across the lake. She is full of clever steps. Although it is just a piece of coarse cloth, it has a kind of gentleness that is incomparable to gorgeous clothes.
At that time, she slowly turned around and bang! Suddenly, the Demon Corpse Saint Ancestor's mind suddenly shook, as if he was struck by lightning.
The most attractive thing is not her face like a rain-like face, nor her quiet temperament that is as clear as the worldly fireworks, but her eyes. The demon corpse has never seen such a pair of eyes, and even the other person can ignore the appearance. The demon corpse's hands couldn't help but tremble and no longer had the courage to look into the other person's eyes!
The innate magical power of the demon Tianmu gradually opened at this moment.
It seemed as if I had really opened my eyes. For the first time, the demon corpse felt as if it was the first time I had seen this world.
Yiyi, is it you?
The demon corpse burst into tears and slowly closed his eyes, not daring to open the demon sky eye, for fear that this phantom would be broken under the demon sky eye.
Damo! You are so cruel!
"Clang!"
With a shaking scabbard, a clever knife popped out of the demon corpse, as if there was life. The blade edge shone with cold light, and a whirlpool water pattern appeared.
"Good knife!" The young man with a buzz cut in the pavilion praised.
It is indeed a good knife. The blade edge is thin and tough, and the angle of the knife edge is also very subtle. If it can be combined with the angle and strength of the knife, I believe that it can make the knife reach the highest speed of breaking the air.
Are you going to break the void?
What is even more rare is that this sword has a strong momentum. Unlike ordinary spiritual swords, it is not that people can see that the spiritual surname is prominent and cannot be forgotten at first glance, but that it has a will to determine life and death. If a person is not strong in his mind, he may be broken by the sword's several blows.
When that was the case, Yiyi slowly turned her head and looked at the sword's body.
"A good knife is actually based on people's will!" Yiyi said calmly.
But at this moment, the ears of the demon corpse were silent.
brush!
A lightning flashed by, and the eyes of the Demon Corpse Saint Ancestor were wet. When he opened his eyes, Yiyi's back was already covered in white and blurred. Where could she have her shadow?
"I want to kill you Dama!" The demon corpse screamed. The next moment, the man turned into a demonic wind like a top, soaring into the sky, breaking free from the constraints of the Nine Nether Soul Destruction Array, like a leaf floating lightly in the void, and on the leaf surface, a teardrop was quietly frozen by a layer of cold light.
Just like that night, the night was frozen in cold blood.
The Nine Nether Soul Destroying Array suddenly stopped at this moment, and the wind, clouds, thunder and lightning were all ethereal, as if nothing had happened, only the misty red light was misty and desolate silence.
The cliff behind the Demon Corpse Saint Ancestor also disappeared suddenly, and the exit in the distance returned to the faint white light, like the starlight in the dark night.
After taking one step, a figure gradually appeared in the white cold mist in front of him.
"Does it hurt?"
A hundred feet away, a pavilion appeared in front of the demon corpse. On the floating bridge, in the pavilion, a short and strong young man was caught in the sight of the demon corpse.
Huh? Why is it a young man? The demon corpse also blew in his heart. Since he couldn't see his appearance, how could he feel young?
However, the demon corpse did not think about it carefully, and soon his heart was replaced by anger.
"Da Mo!" The demon corpse smiled to the sky and shouted, he finally saw Da Mo!
The young man nodded, rode above the black cloud beast outside the floating bridge, smiled slightly at the demon corpse that was running towards him quickly, and asked again: "Does it hurt?"
Does it hurt? The Demon Corpse Saint Ancestor!
Or, is it heartache? The Demon Corpse Saint Ancestor!
I have said long ago, should you choose your life and death, or should you choose the life and death of your beliefs?
It seems that you still love yourself. Young people are indeed not as good as the demon king when they laugh.
The demon's eyes were about to break, and blood was faintly oozing from the surroundings of the eye sockets.
The black cloud beast was clamped with his legs. The black cloud beast raised his head and roared at the sky. His speed suddenly increased to the limit, and he ran towards the erect Moraine in the pavilion like lightning.
One hundred feet, this was just a breathing skill, but the demon corpse felt that it was so close to the world. Although it was so close to it, it seemed like it was a distance between the world and could not get through it.
"No! I can! Hurry up!"
The demon corpse roared in his heart, and suddenly, the speed became faster, and the distance between him and the young man was quickly reduced from one hundred feet to fifty feet.
The wind blew, and the red, yellow and green forests flashed like waterfalls on both sides, as if three autumns passed in an instant, forming a line of color of thousands of light and shadows.
Time and space magical powers!
But the distance is still too far!
The demon corpse paused again and grabbed the black cloud beast's back. The magic power penetrated the body like a Yangtze River. With a "touch", the rope on the black cloud beast's body shattered like powder, and its entire body was lifted up. It was thrown out by the demon corpse in the air, and it was thrown over the young man in a curved arc from bottom to top.
"Okay! The soul comes out of body! Double souls! No wonder you dare to provoke me! He actually underestimated you!" The young man did not blink, but just stared at the Demon Corpse Saint Ancestor, and ignored the black cloud beast that was about to cross his head!
In his sight, the Demon Corpse Saint Ancestor and the Black Cloud Beast both changed at the same time, as if they became indifferent. Then, their bodies condensed again, but they saw two Demon Corpse Saint Ancestors and two Black Cloud Beasts!
Unexpectedly, this black cloud beast was actually the second soul of the Demon Corpse Saint Ancestor. No wonder he was so powerful that he could compare to the Heavenly Heart Demon Lamp! The young man suddenly realized.
Eight, seven zhang...
In sight, the Demon Corpse Saint Ancestor and a Black Cloud Beast had already arrived on the floating bridge. At the top of his head, where the soul left his body, the young man also saw a Demon Corpse Saint Ancestor and the Black Cloud Beast rushing down at the same time.
Six feet!
"Buzz!"
In reality, the knife hidden behind him suddenly trembled violently, like a spiritual sword that issued an early warning.
The demon corpse spirit platform warden suddenly felt a huge murderous aura coming from behind, and the bone-breaking cold came.
The wind escapes as if it is still moving! Being trapped!
The demon corpse was shocked. Unexpectedly, Dama's mirror flower Shuiyue had reached such an elusive level. Does he not want to deal with his soul leaving his body? Why is it so easy? The demon corpse can't figure it out.
However, at this time, the demon corpse had no time to think about it. With a wave of his hand, the knife behind him scattered a green sword light like a flowing water, flowing down like a green waterfall.
Chapter completed!