Chapter 50 The Light Rain Becomes Dark

"Ah ah ah..."

The light rain roared up into the sky, and the terrible demon turned into a flying blade, rising into the sky. The amazing momentum was like a wave, sweeping the world one layer by one.

The earth shakes and the mountains shake, as if heaven and earth are crying, unable to bear this force.

"This power is at least above nothing..."

The funeral was dressed in a white robe, and the red pattern on the sleeve danced in the wind, looking at the slightly collapsed rain.

The light rain really broke down.

She just wanted to cheat some silver dollars with her own appearance, but she met Qing Tomb.

Originally, she thought the Qing Tomb was just an ordinary person with strange clothes, so she dragged herself to cheat money with magic tricks.

It turned out that it was a fucking monster, and it could not be provoked by itself.

I was glad I ran fast, but the man caught up here.

"Wine swallows children."

The light rain looks very cold, and its demon power is overwhelming. With the incomparable blood color evil spirit, it also shows the demeanor of the big demon.

Light rain thought: "It seems that there must be a fight."

In order not to reveal his flaws, Weiyu still tugged and said, "As you can see, this is all my strength. I didn't want to compete with you, but now you are looking for your own death......"

The light rain sounded cold, and his cold eyes were like swords. He did not wait to respond to the funeral, but disappeared in an instant.

"Boom!"

Almost instantaneously, the light rain appeared in front of the light rain, gently smiled, and the terrible demon power gathered in the palm of the hand and turned into a flying blade to stab the Qing burial.

The sky seemed to send out a whine, and under the full force of light rain, countless tiny cracks were opened, extending like a spider web, bombarding the tomb.

"Is that the way to kill?"

The face of the Qing Tomb was still calm and full of smiles. The unusual light flashed, and the Qing Tomb instantly disappeared for thousands of meters.

The Qing Dynasty buried the god of flying thunder very early, so he moved quickly to avoid the attack.

"Hmm?"

However, when the Qing Tomb appeared thousands of meters away, he just wanted to look back at the light rain, and his face suddenly changed, and an extremely strong breath of death suddenly came.

"Where are you looking? Don't be distracted."

The light rain is like a shadow. I don't know when it has already approached the tomb again. With a sneer, it suddenly took off. The evil spirit turned into a long blade, and it stabbed the tomb like a thunderstorm.

The whole process was completed at one go, and even the Qing funeral did not come back to mind. It seemed that they were going to die under the edge of the light rain.

"As for it,"

The red blood wheel eyes suddenly burst out with strange light.

"Boom!"

A circle of air waves burst in the air, tearing away thousands of miles of white clouds.

"Hmm?"

The opposite light rain frowned, looked at the Qingchen in front of him and thought, "It's really strong enough, let's take a chance to slip away."

Even so, Weiyu still pretended to be light and said, "It's a bit interesting. The master of the monster really has some strength."

Light rain smiled and looked at the tomb and mocked.

Without saying a word, he patted the dust on his white clothes and said with a smile, "You can still run if you can't beat me, but you dirtied my clothes first."

"So you can't run away."

Although Jiutun is better than the fox demon in front of us, we also have a deep understanding of Qing burial.

Basically, you can hang the fox demon in front of you, and then catch it back for slicing.

"Almost..."

The light rain ignored the mockery of the Blood Moon Devil, and a light black light appeared in his eyes. He stared at the tomb and whispered to himself.

Qingchen frowned slightly. Seeing the calm, almost indifferent look of light rain, he felt surprised.

The Qing Tomb carefully guessed, "Does she have any cards?"

"The thunder of asps." The light rain whispered quickly, and the sky suddenly thundered heavily.

Countless ghosts are coming out of the ground.

The light rain, who probably knew the strength of the Qing Tomb, did not rush up like before, but read the CD directly and opened it.

"Yan Mingju, Wang Xingyu"

The light rain is covered with a faint blood halo, and there are thousands of purple lightning and red thunder scattered around. The fluctuation and vibration space emitted by the horrible body power is almost suffocating.

She sneered, stepped out, and the space trembled, turning into a thunder shadow and storming towards the tomb. The long blade in her hand expanded a circle, and it was like a strange god bombing out, tearing the sky.

"It seems that the goods are not demons, but immortals."

The Qing burial speculated again.

"Immortal" Qing burial is not unknown, even quite a few.

Xuan Xian Zuo Ci, ghost immortal Yu Ji, Yan Xian Nanhua, demon immortal Kong Ming.

Immortals are not immortals in the sky. After all, there are no immortals in the ghost killing world.

The Qing burial believed that immortals were special and existed in all dynasties and generations.

"Boom!"

The sound of the knife is mixed with the thunder, and the world seems to be shaking. The space is broken and dissipated inch by inch, turning into nothing.

However, facing a blow that was obviously stronger than before, Qingchen did not dodge unexpectedly, just showed a strange smile.

"It seems that the sword is still useful."

"Crossing the Long Valley"

A dark long sword suddenly appeared in the hands of the Qing Tomb.

When

The two blades collide and make a clear sound.

Later, the long blade formed by light rain with demon power was directly corroded and disappeared.

Light rain's heart trembled. Looking at the scene, he easily took his own powerful strike to bury the tomb, which caused a storm in his heart.

"Depend on it." Weiyu said rudely.

Xiaoyu didn't know why, but she felt that she wanted to kill the man in front of her.

She subconsciously looked at Qingchen and said, "Your sword is very strange."

"See the end, dragon flag Yang Yang."

The light rain's eyes suddenly turned golden, with small seal script engraved in them.

It may be unknown if it is other words, but as a doctor of the Qin Dynasty, he naturally knows Xiaozhuan.

The left pupil is "sin", and the right pupil is "yang".

The golden eyes burst out with extremely bright light, and a strange seal suddenly appeared on the forehead.

“……”

At the same time, a flame suddenly burst out from the light rain, and it moved slowly like a flame.

"It's really not easy!"

The tomb hummed and rushed forward with a sword.

Weiyu just wanted to escape, but his right fist was held by Qingchen. He could not move for a while, so he immediately clenched his teeth.

Click

The sound of broken bones.

Light rain is permeated with a faint aura, as if it is naturally integrated with heaven and earth. Light rain calmly said on his face: "I dare not receive the pain, and the injury can be quickly recovered."

"Lingtai Hell, the king is in Lingma."

While talking, the sky suddenly became dark like the dark night, silent and gloomy. The thunder accompanied the cold howling of the wind. From time to time, you can hear the rustle of the wind blowing the leaves, as if the darkness would devour everything

There was a flash of light in the right eye of the light rain.

"Lingtai Hell - Future Success"

The long blade containing the dark thunder cuts the strong air and thunders straight to the tomb of Qing Dynasty.