Mo Qiaoyun was surprised to see that a demon with black fog could trap his soul killing bracelet with only a pair of claws.
She is so big that she has never seen such a strange devil.
But she was full of anger at this time, and she gave a squeak, and the jade hand pinched the formula like a butterfly, and drank the word "change" lightly.
Suddenly, the two silver rings closed in the middle with a bang, and the two wrists that devoured the soul were also tightly fastened inside.
Then, the surface of the silver ring flashed and tightened again, intending to cut off the soul devouring wrist directly.
But the silver ring suddenly shrank, and the soul devouring arms turned into a wisp of black smoke and disappeared.
Then the demon qi on both sides of the soul devouring head poured out, and two dark and strong arms appeared eerily, and grabbed the silver ring again.
Mo Qiaoyun was stunned. She didn't expect that she could swallow souls.
However, she did not care. She raised her hand a little, and a pair of soul killing bracelets rushed forward with a "bang", which directly scattered the soul eating hard body.
You know, the hardness of soul devouring body is better than that of gold and iron, and ordinary magic weapons can't do any damage to it, but under the attack of soul killing bracelet, it has no resistance.
The Soul Killing Bracelet kept going and shot at Zhang Qian again, as fast as lightning.
Zhang Qian's face changed a lot. He tried to block the fierce attack by infusing magic qi into Huawu Shield.
Although soul devouring can change between reality and emptiness, it is almost difficult to kill, but its reaction speed is too slow, and it is too late to come to rescue. Now it can only see itself.
Seeing that the Soul Slaying Bracelet was about to strike on the Huawu Shield, suddenly the golden light flashed and the two sounds of "Dangdang" made the Soul Slaying Bracelet fly out.
"Who is it?" Mo Qiaoyun looked stunned. Her soul killing bracelet is the top level magic weapon. The other party can knock the bracelet away with a blow. Its identity is definitely not simple.
"Qiaoyun, why are you bullying your peers again? Aren't you afraid to let the ancestors know?" The speaker was a man. Although he shouted, his voice was helpless.
When the words fell, the light flashed. A young man fell down, raised his hand, and put a golden flying sword into the storage bag.
The young man was tall, slightly taller than Zhang Qian. He was handsome, wearing a purple shirt, and stood there with an imposing air.
In particular, the purple man's' strong 'smell during the foundation building period made Zhang Qian's head clouded.
Listen to Mo Qiaoyun's tone, he actually called this elder brother of the foundation building friar, and he also had a deep relationship with the ancestors in the door. He killed this woman's spirit fox. Is that OK?
Thinking of this, Zhang Qian's head was blank and his face was even more ugly. He seemed to have expected his own tragic result.
He smiled bitterly in his heart. He finally made his debut, but he was so unlucky and fell into the hands of a woman.
"Brother Deng, it's all him. He killed Xiaoyue. I must avenge Xiaoyue today." When seeing the man in purple shirt, Mo Qiaoyun's eyes turned red and he showed a aggrieved look. He couldn't help sobbing.
"You mean he killed the Blood Moon Fox?" The man in purple shirt was stunned when he heard Yan and glanced at Zhang Qian. It was obviously hard to believe.
This man in purple shirt is called Deng Lun. He is a friar in the middle of the foundation building of Huazong. He has good qualifications and a calm mind, and is highly valued by the sect.
Although he was in the middle of the foundation construction and was decades older than Mo Qiaoyun, he doted on Mo Qiaoyun and treated her as a little sister because he watched her grow up.
Mo Qiaoyun is a bit playful, but she can't lie. Since she said that Zhang Qian killed the Blood Moon Fox, she can't be wrong.
What surprised him was that the Bloody Moon Fox was a rare and exotic animal, and its accomplishments were at a higher level. Even the elite disciples in the sect could hardly compete with the Bloody Moon Fox.
Zhang Qian looks like an ordinary inner disciple. Does he have the ability to kill the Blood Moon Fox?
However, when he glanced at Zhang Qian, his eyes flashed.
Deng Lun recognized that the Huawu Shield promoted by Zhang Qian was the magic weapon Jiuhe had used in his early years.
The level of Huawu Shield is not low, and it is one of Yu Jiuhe's favorite weapons. It can be given to others. It seems that Zhang Qian has some origins.
In addition, the demon head that floats not far from Zhang Qian eats the soul is also very strange. Even though Deng Lun is knowledgeable, he can't say it out for a while.
"That's him, he said it himself, and I also noticed that Xiaoyue was dead." Mo Qiaoyun pointed at Zhang Qian and said bitterly.
"I don't know what you call this Martial Nephew?" Deng Lun nodded at him, indicating that he knew, and then his eyes fell on Zhang Qian.
"Martial Uncle, disciple Zhang Qian is an inner disciple of our sect."
Although Zhang Qian was panic stricken, he saved his life. Besides, the martial uncle didn't look unreasonable, so he quickly took away the Huawu Shield and the Soul Eating, and quickly returned with his fists clasped.
"Zhang Qian?" Deng Lun murmured, frowning, as if he had no impression of the name, and then said in a deep voice: "Let me ask you, you really killed Qiaoyun's spirit beast, Blood Moon Fox?"
"It's true that I killed him. However, when I was guarding the Devil's Cave, the fox suddenly attacked me. I also wanted to protect myself, so I killed him. I hope Martial Uncle will forgive me." Zhang Qian said sincerely.
This is not Zhang Qian's fault. If the Blood Moon Fox had not threatened his own life, how could he really kill him?
"Did you let the Blood Moon Fox starve again this time?" Deng Lun thought for a while and suddenly looked at Mo Qiaoyun.
"Er... who let him disobey? In fact, he hasn't been hungry for long, less than three days." Mo Qiaoyun heard the words and replied in a low voice, his head slightly low, also knowing that he had made a mistake.
"The Bloody Moon Fox is too ferocious. Although it can't do anything to its owner, it is its prey when it is hungry, as long as it is alive. Speaking of it, it can't be blamed on Martial Nephew Zhang." Deng Lun frowned.
Zhang Qian was relieved to hear this, and finally someone said something fair.
"No, even if Xiaoyue is the first to attack him, Xiaoyue is the spirit beast that Shizu gave me. Now that he is dead, he must compensate me. Otherwise, how can I tell him?" Mo Qiaoyun glared at Zhang Qian and still refused to give up.
Deng Lun was also a bit embarrassed. He knew that the blood moon fox was given by the original infant friar of his family. If Shizu knew this, he would make a big deal.
To think about it, a monk in the Yuanying period sent something that was actually killed by a small disciple in the Mingqi period. Otherwise, anyone would feel embarrassed, and it would be good not to do it directly.
"This..." Deng Lun thought for a moment, and his face was a little embarrassed. He looked at Zhang Qian and said with a smile, "Martial Nephew Zhang, to tell you the truth, this blood moon fox was given by one of the first born masters in our school. Now this fox has died in your hands. Even for self-protection, this spirit fox is dead at this time, and you can't get away from it."
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