Chapter 410

Mo Xie Jia looked up at the snow falling from the sky and frowned slightly.

A piece of snow fell on Song Qingshu's hand and immediately melted into a pool of water stains.

"It's the dog days of June."

"At this time, there is no bright sky light in the sky, but there is this flawless residual snow."

"Mo Xie Jia, do you have a grievance? Ha ha ha. "

Song Qingshu felt the coolness from his fingers, raised a joking radian on his mouth and opened his lips.

Mo Xie Jia snorted coldly.

A breath colder than residual snow rushed into the sky.

Boom!

A loud noise like winter thunder came from the sky.

Then the thick clouds above the sky were scattered directly.

The clouds and xiongcheng's world left a little bit of snow.

The rest will no longer exist.

"Do you think it's great to know dot matrix?"

Moxie Jia stood up, looked at Song Qingshu in ragged clothes and disdained to speak.

Song Qingshu nodded:

"Sorry, it's not great to be able to use a little array."

"But very great!"

"Unfortunately, I'm afraid you can't realize this artistic conception anymore."

After saying this, song Qingshu carried his hands behind him.

The purple blood soft sword, which had been tightly held by song Qingshu, is still lying at the bottom of the pit.

But song Qingshu didn't lift it up.

Because song Qingshu was already exhausted, he had no strength to lift the light and sharp purple blood soft sword.

But it's okay.

He still has an idea.

So he could laugh and stand up and despise moyejia.

Song Qingshu's hands behind him kept trembling, so the vitality of heaven and earth trembled in his hands.

After a short period of time.

Song Qingshu lost his hands in his sleeves behind him and cast several array lines in an instant.

Mo Xie Jia frowned gently.

Then he looked around himself and song Qingshu.

At this time, the moonlight under xiongcheng is still very bright.

But the breath of empty heaven and earth is not really empty.

There is a gust in the breeze.

There is an array in the bright moonlight.

There was an array at the place where moyeka stood.

Song Qingshu also has an array under him and in front of him.

There are arrays in the sky, clouds and earth.

So the whole city was shrouded in the array.

Mo Xie Jia sighed:

"The formation of all things?"

"Well, you are a song Qingshu."

In a short moment, song Qingshu carved an array covering xiongcheng.

This is naturally amazing.

However, it was not because of this that Mo Xie Jia felt frightened and even sighed.

What makes moxie Jia feel really powerless is that each casting order of these arrays seems to have been carefully calculated.

There will naturally be different friction between heaven and earth vitality between different array meanings.

But the conflict between the array ideas arranged in Song Qingshu did not cause absolute chaos, or even self extinction.

They are stacked layer upon layer, you have me and I have you.

Then it finally broke out, tearing the vitality of heaven and earth in the silent, quiet and moving xiongcheng city.

It didn't stop until the heaven and earth in xiongcheng were torn into a terrible ocean.

The vitality of heaven and earth formed by countless Taoist arrays flows like a violent ocean, shrouding the black male city under the moon.

The difficulty of this kind of thing is appalling.

Therefore, moxie Jia has not only recognized the array technique of song Qingshu.

But unreasonable respect and admiration.

Such technology has exceeded the technology that people can master?

Therefore, the technology of song Qingshu can be called a magic skill.

It can be imagined.

How long did song Qingshu have to learn array.

Just now I have the powerful strength and realm.

But it's okay.

The good thing is that song Qingshu has too many arrays to control.

Fortunately, although song Qingshu is full of demons, there are no demons. One can master thousands of Dharma arrays immediately.

Fortunately, although the yuan Qi end flow rotates rapidly, it does not move fast on a large scale,

So mojaya would not get hurt immediately.

Can he stop song Qingshu from casting runes.

Although moyejia's brocade bag was once highly expected by moyejia himself.

But notice.

Mo Xie Jia's strongest killing move was never an array.

It was the book with yellow paper in moyejia's hand.

The runes in the brocade bag can only be seduced by spiritual power and then released.

But the scroll in the hands of Mo Xie Jia was never willful.

So Mo Xie Jia's face remained unchanged, his wrist turned, and the scroll in his hand rustled in the wind.

The wind kept blowing over the book.

The pages of the book were flying by, and the font was shining.

A desolate breath slowly condensed in the scroll in moxie Jia's hand.

The divine array is separated by brocade bags and cannot be connected by ideas.

But his scroll has been held in his hand by moxie Jia, and the skin blind date can be connected naturally.

"Do you have Dharma array?"

"I have thousands of white papers and thousands of articles!"

Mo Xie Jia screamed, and then stabbed the scroll out directly.

Hiss.

Those duanliu in front of song Qingshu were broken by moxie Jia's scroll.

The scroll came straight to the door of song Qingshu.!

There was no expression on the face of Mo Xie Jia who stabbed out a scroll.

There was no expression on Song Qingshu's face. He just looked at the book stabbed at him coldly.

it seems that.

Song Qingshu could not feel the cold breath carried on the scroll at all.

Then the right hand in the negative back sleeve of song Qingshu appeared between the two people, and the index finger was lifted gently.

That ordinary looking finger.

It was like a few snowflakes left in the male city at this time, gently falling on the scroll of moxie Jia.

The scroll of mexicah shines brightly in the air.

So the myriad array between heaven and earth didn't even stop the book of moxie Jia for a moment.

The book is unstoppable, and some slowly come to the face of song Qingshu.

Compared to a book.

The fingers of song Qingshu are particularly weak.

So moyejia began to wonder.

When the finger of song Qingshu easily fell on the scroll of moyejia.

Mo Xie Jia was even more confused.

What can this finger do to the scroll of mojaya?

Song Qingshu stroked his fingers on the scroll.

With the movement of the finger belly of the Song Qing book, the original luminous words on the scroll at the touch also gradually faded down.

Mo Xie Jia looked at the powerful scroll, and the artistic conception disappeared without a trace, puzzled.

Until he saw song Qingshu, there was an array under his index finger.

And that array is constantly releasing a strong array idea with the movement of the finger.

The finger finally came to the end of the book.

The book no longer glows, just like a roll of waste paper.

So the scroll of mexie Jia temporarily lost all its prestige.

Song Qingshu sneered, quietly looked at the face of moxie Jia close at hand and said:

"You're dead."