Chapter 2285

The temperature of the body surface, as the fireball approaches, gets higher and higher.

The breath in the body is also a mess because of the invasion of the evil way breath of Ximen Qingcang.

The five senses are gradually lost due to internal and external difficulties.

Night Hong's heart, suddenly gave birth to despair.

"I don't know what to do."

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from somewhere.

The sound reverberated in the night Hong's brain, like the bell and the big Lu.

It's like the voice of Shangguan Wan'er.

Do not drop your strength!

Sure!

If you give up now, it's like kneeling down to fate!

If you give up now, you will never see those lovely relatives, beauties, friends, brothers, subordinates, teachers, classmates!

If you give up now, this beautiful world will be trampled by Ximen Qingcang at will!

As long as there is a breath left, why surrender easily?!

What if Tao and meaning can't be used, tactics can't be used, and alienation can't be used?!

The heart still can move, the brain can turn, then there is the last hope!

Night Hong's eyes opened angrily, staring at the black fireball which was getting closer and closer.

Why did Ximen Qingcang, who combined Dao Yi with the students of war skills, be able to step into the realm of ancient Taoism and Dharma, but not him who was also equipped with Dao and tactics?!

Bang a sound, night Hong brain as if there is a closed door was suddenly knocked open!

"Ding! Perception of blood and blood demons, Daofa perception ability + 1, current progress: 110, current level: entry level. "

At this moment, the breath of night Hong's body suddenly divided into two.

One from the heart down, one from the Dantian up.

There seems to be a sign of mutual fusion between the two breath.

The heart, which controls the blood supply center of the body, is the core of breath control.

Dantian is the breath storage center of ancient Taoists.

These two positions represent the original nodes of Dao Yi and tactics!

If the breath of these two places can converge successfully, Yehong will also be able to touch the gate of the ancient Dharma Realm!

Holding a crutch, Ximen Qingcang suddenly felt a shock.

His eyes closed slightly, and immediately opened, in a state of horror.

"How could your body... Be possible?"

Ximen Qingcang seems to feel the change of night Hong's body breath, a face full of thick fear.

"At this age, you can touch the edge of Taoism. If you can survive, it will be all right?!

No, you must be killed

Ximen Qingcang's eyes were dark and sharp, and his hand holding crutches suddenly gave strength.

Countless dark magic spirits burst out from his palm and wound around the wand.

Originally slightly ordinary crutches, as if a moment to fade the old shell, had a new change.

At the top of the crutches, a ferocious skull was revealed.

The skeleton has two long curved horns, like a mythical devil.

The main body of the crutches, too, became thicker and longer.

It showed scarlet streaks, like strange blood smeared on it.

The whole wand is full of evil spirit.

It can't be called by crutches any more. It's a real wand!

Wand of the devil!

"This is the true form of the wand of the shadow and the magic wand in the name of the magic weapon!"

Ximen Qingcang pointed the sharp end of the wand to Yehong, and his tone was cold: "Yehong, say goodbye to this era that doesn't belong to you!"

Then he threw the wand out.

The magic wand wrapped with black gas, like a black meteor, shoots towards the night.

At this time, Ye Hong is still in the state of being locked by the blood demon killing heaven.

It seemed to be unaware of the wand's approach.

Ximen Qingcang's face, already can't help but start to spread the smile of success.

However, at the next moment, the smile on his face suddenly froze.

Suddenly I turned back and looked at Shangguan Wan'er on the ground!

"Flying white pen! What have you done

Shangguan Wan'er, who had been lying on the ground quietly, moved his fingers slightly.

It seems that a part of the breath flew out of Ximen Qingcang's body and returned to Shangguan Wan'er.

"Damn it, there's still residual consciousness!"

The ancient Dharma Realm of Ximen Qingcang relies on the plunder of the four demons.

Now Shangguan Wan'er competes with Ximen Qingcang for the control of Dao and Yi with his remaining breath.

This makes Ximen Qingcang's blood demon species DaoDun appear unstable signs.

The fireball released by the blood demon killing the sky suddenly stopped in the air.

The magic shadow and magic wand, which originally flew to night Hong, suddenly lost its guidance and stabbed into the snow obliquely.Night Hong unexpectedly is for this reason temporarily escaped the fatal disaster.

And because Shangguan Wan'er struggled so hard, Ximen Qingcang's breath became more and more shaken.

One breath after another escaped from his body.

Like a leaky bucket.

"No one can stop me!"

Ximen Qingcang roared and drank word by word.

The wand of magic shadow and magic trace suddenly flies back from the distance and stabs Shangguan Wan'er's abdomen in the air!

Shangguan Wan'er's body trembled heavily and his fingers were unable to disperse.

Ximen Qingcang's blood and blood demons are stable again.

"I don't know how to live or die!"

Ximen Qingcang cold hum, is ready to continue to deal with night Hong.

But all of a sudden, his ears moved and he heard a footstep.

"What kind of thing is it?"

"No matter how many people come today, they can't save the boy's life!"

Ximen Qingcang smilingly turned to the source of the pace, but the whole person was suddenly stunned.

The level of consternation on that face, as if to see a dinosaur appear in front of him.

However, it was not a dinosaur who appeared in front of him, but a man he had been quite familiar with!

"Kehua?"

"You're not dead?"

Two voices of surprise came from the mouth of Ximen Qingcang.

An ordinary old face with long frost white hair neatly tied behind him.

Ordinary household clothes are worn on the thin body bent by years.

The visitor is like an old woman in the neighborhood that can be seen everywhere on the street.

The wife of the matchmaker, Akira Nakamura.

At the same time, it is also another backbone of Ximen family besides Ximen Qingcang.

Over the years, if it was not for kehuajing, he managed the internal affairs of the Ximen family.

They've been eaten away by borers.

But apart from his ability to govern his family, no one has ever seen him show any other talent.

She was like a hardworking housewife, the most common in the old days of the burning country.

As a shadow of the immortal Eagle Ximen Qingcang, she can gain the respect of her family's children, but she can't be worshipped and revered like Ximen Qingcang.

At this time, Ke Hua's eyes were as quiet as a forest, as deep as two pools.

At this moment, Ximen Qingcang suddenly found that he did not seem to know Kehua in front of him.

From inside to outside, Kehua's body exuded a strange and shivering breath.

"It's impossible... I'm already the most powerful person in the world... How can there be something that scares me?"

Ximen Qingcang roars and is about to stab Ke Hua with the magic shadow and magic trace stick.

However, Kehua, at this juncture, silently stretched out his right hand.