Chapter 268

Take out a large amount of pills from the ring and swallow them. The pills made by Su ranxue make Mo Li's fighting spirit recover a little.

"Rotten wood makes flowers!"

"Get together!"

Mo Li knows that it is not so easy for him to stand out from so many ghosts and dead souls, so he first set up a cage around him to trap him and Ning Qianyu. At the same time, the outside is also decorated with rotten wood and flowers to form a boundary.

As the highest unique skill of Blackstone Valley, Juhua prison can be used as the ultimate defensive means while trapping the enemy. And wanmuguan's rotten wood and flowers have a good effect on purifying evil Qi. It's necessary to arrange these two lines of defense to buy time for the next thing.

Those spirits on both sides seem to be afraid of the border set by Mo Li with wood attribute and Qi. Generally, they don't act rashly. Mo Li also takes advantage of this time to take off his coat.

"You... What are you doing..."

Ning thousand language looking at Mo to leave the upper half of red pile, the first time turned a head. But just a moment of visual impact, or let her heart is still accelerating.

This guy... What time, are you still thinking about those dirty things?

Ning thousand language in the heart constantly mutter, at the same time can't help some Fei abdomen. In other words, I'll be twenty years old soon. It doesn't seem so bad to hear those female disciples of zongmen say that kind of thing. Do you want to die here before you try? If he wants to, what should he do? I'm going to die anyway, or... Give it to him?

Ning thousand language feel their breathing some heavy, in the heart secretly made up his mind, but found behind the man for a long time did not move.

Some doubts slowly tilted his head, Ning Qianyu found that Mo Li didn't know when he had already sat on the ground with his knees crossed, and inserted silver needles around his shoulders, head, back, chest and abdomen.

This thing Ning thousand language natural understanding, originally in the sky setting forest youth for her healing is to use this cold incomparable silver needle.

What is he doing?

Looking at Mo Li constantly inserting needles into his body, Ning Qianyu suddenly thinks of what happened when Mo Li, who was still in the early stage of heart casting in Tianchi town, monopolized twelve heart casting masters from three schools.

At that time, facing the danger of breaking the moon in the south, he finally seemed to insert a silver needle into his heart, right? Is this one of the secrets of his clan?

Ning Qianyu quietly looks at Mo Li's action. As the man inserts the ice needle into his body, Ning Qianyu finds that Mo Li's momentum is climbing slowly.

"Woo woo"

At the same time, countless spirits on both sides finally began to attack the defense line of Moli structure. Like a shoal, once it starts, it's like a wave of bombardment.

Those dead spirit and Yin spirit wave after wave, bumping toward the outer border.

"Zi Zi Zi"

"Wu --"

With the screams, countless ghosts and dead souls on the border formed by rotten wood and flowers are purified one by one. Bursts of blue smoke slowly rise on the surface of the border. In a flash, the area where Mo Li and Ning Qian Yu are located has been completely shrouded by smoke.

"Wu --"

Although rotten wood and flowers can purify the Yin and evil things, in the face of a large number of spirit bodies, the border color of wood property is getting lighter and lighter, and finally it is broken by the impact of spirit bodies.

The outer boundary disappears, and now the barrier of Mo Li and Ning Qian language is only the cage cast out of the void.

"Ka - Ka - Ka"

The wave after wave of impact of the spirit body made cracks appear in the originally impregnable cage. When the defense lines on both sides were broken at the same time, Mo Li, who had been sitting with his knees crossed, stood up.

The ice needle of the whole body instantly leaves the body, Ning Qianyu is shocked to find that the momentum of the youth at this time seems to be much stronger than the peak period before!

"You long Jian!"

Mo Li didn't know when he took out the wooden sword from the ring. The sword Qi of Youlong sword shot out towards the surrounding area. The whole valley seemed to tremble a little under the bombardment of Daodao battle Qi.

"Boom boom"

"Wu --"

"You long Zhang"

"Falling rain sword skill!"

Mo Li's move becomes too fast. Ning Qianyu can only see the young man's body constantly moving. In the next second, countless ghosts and dead souls suddenly disappear under the young man's bombardment.

"Go

Don't leave a side to chop to close of Yin Ling and dead Ling, pull rather thousand language of hand toward front slowly forward.

After unsealing, although his strength climbed to the peak of soul forging, he still had to find a way to break through in the face of countless ghosts and spirits, otherwise he would still be consumed alive in the end!

Protecting Ning Qianyu with fighting spirit, Mo Li leads the woman to move slowly in the narrow valley. Whenever the dead and the ghost come near them, they will be hanged mercilessly by Mo Li. From early morning to dusk, and from late night to dawn, Mo Li does not know how many ghosts and the dead have been killed, but there is still a steady stream of spirit support, It seems that I can't finish it!

After a day's cultivation, and took the pills that Mo Li took out, Ning Qianyu also recovered some combat effectiveness, and Mo Li side by side toward the front to continue to break through.

After a day and a night of fighting, Ning Qianyu has a deeper understanding of the strength of the man around her. If she was the only one, she would have been drowned by this dense ghost!

"Tianlei sword!"

Countless sword Qi seemed to fall out of thin air, shooting down from different angles of the void, shattering the countless ghosts who were not far away from Mo Li and Ning Qian Yu and were preparing for the next round of impact.

If there is any harvest in these two days, it is that in the continuous fighting, Mo Li has become more and more proficient in the centralized combat skills. Even the Tianlei sword Jue, which was just learned before, has become more and more proficient in the confrontation with these ghosts and dead spirits. Although it is not displayed with the war spirit of thunder, its power is more than several times stronger than the skill of taking off and falling rain sword!

"Bang bang"

The battle in the gorge has entered a white hot stage. Mo Li and Ning Qianyu are facing the crisis of exhaustion again. After killing the Yin spirit in the front again, Mo Li suddenly changes his face and pulls Ning Qianyu's body to his arms.

"Well..."

Ning thousand language is stunned, then see holding his own man's face a white, mouth also issued a dull hum.

"Don't leave! What's the matter with you... You're hurt! "

Ning thousand language facial expression big change, want to get up to check Mo Li's injury, but be hugged by the latter and fly to one side.

"Boom."

There was a roar from the place where they were standing. The gravel on the ground turned into powder. Holding Ning Qianyu close to the stone wall, Mo Li turned his head to stare at the giant dead spirit on the left. His eyes were very solemn.

"That's what I've told you before, the Deathly spirit who retains his fighting skills and talent in life!"

Mo Li's voice was a little weak. The sharp energy just came from the leading dead spirit.

From the shape of the dead spirit, it should belong to the Warcraft family. With a strong corrosive blow and the appearance of the virtual shadow, Mo Li confirmed that this guy should be the ghost tiger!

With the emergence of the ghost tiger, it seems that the evil spirit and the dead spirit, who were ready to move, have settled down.

"Whoosh"

The dark energy in the mouth of Youming ghost tiger shot out towards Mo Li and Ning Qianyu again. After seeing this guy's strength, Mo Li didn't dare to be careless. Holding Ning Qianyu's delicate body, he avoided the evil energy. Before he could relax, he felt a strong wind coming from behind again.

"Shua -- Shua --"

Mo Li is holding Ning Qianyu and fleeing in the narrow open space. Every time, he is able to escape from the attack of the ghost tiger. But as time goes by, Mo Li's fighting spirit is almost at the bottom, but the attack speed of the ghost tiger is not seen at all!

"Jiji --"

"Creak - creak - creak"

At the critical moment, xiaoxueqiu jumps out of Youlong ring and onto Moli's shoulder. Xueying, who was sleeping on ningqianyu's shoulder, doesn't know when to open her eyes.

"Wu --"

"Woo woo"

With the appearance of the two little guys, the spirit bodies around seemed to have a sense of general, countless screams rang through the canyon, even the ghost tiger's illusory body, which was just still bombarding Mo Li, retreated a certain distance backward.

"What's the matter... They are afraid of Xueying and xiaoxueqiu?"

Ning Qianyu's surprise voice is mixed with some confusion.

"Xueying is a strange beast in ancient times, and can devour spirits. Although she was young, she still made these guys feel the suppression of instinct. But it's only temporary. We have to find a way to get out of their encirclement, or there will be only one dead end! "

Mo Li's conjecture is right. After a short period of confusion, these spirits around gradually quieted down, and the ghost tiger tried to approach them again.

"Ji"

It seems that she is angry that her authority has been challenged. Xueying on Ning Qianyu's shoulder is covered with hair and roars at the ghost tiger not far away. The latter subconsciously retreats under the suppression of instinct.

"Right now, let's go!"

Mo Li sees the opportunity, pulls Su ranxue to turn around and run wildly. His arms are ready to fire and his fighting spirit shoots out towards the spirit in front of him. When his body explodes, he rushes out a way out among countless ghosts and dead souls!

"Wu --"

When the ghost tiger behind returns to God, Mo Li and Ning Qianyu have broken through the encirclement of the spirit in front, and the spirit body in pursuit has opened the distance again.

"Jiji --"

Xueying and xiaoxueqiu also jump from Ning Qianyu's and Mo Li's shoulders, swinging their short legs and galloping ahead.

"They're leading the way. Come on, keep up!"

Mo Li's face brightened. He never doubted the spirituality of these two little guys.

Led by Xueying and xiaoxueqiu, they galloped forward. After turning a few corners, the two little guys stopped in front of a prominent boulder.

"Woo woo"

The spirit of resentment and the spirit of death behind him caught up with him again, but now he seemed to be more afraid than before. He kept a distance of 100 meters, but he didn't dare to get close.

After confirming that the ghosts dare not come forward, Mo Li takes a long breath and walks to the five meter square boulder protruding in front of him. Mo Li reaches out to touch the stone. The strong vitality makes Mo Li feel excited and surprised after a short period of consternation.