The Insane and Good-For-Nothing Madam

As soon as Jiuli arrived outside the arctic circle, he saw the sky above the sky, shrouded in darkness, and the devilish spirit was wanton. On the snow-capped mountain top, a xin-long figure stood against the wind.

The plain white "color" clothes are fluttering, the silver white "color" hair is flying, the whole body flashes with silver light, and the dust is not stained.

It's like a pair of beautiful pastel inks, blended between the heavens and the earth, detached from the world.

"Young Master, that's..." Hei Chong pointed at the figure.

"Protoss." Jiuli replied.

"Protoss?" Hei Chong was taken aback, glanced back and forth, and couldn't help but chuckle: "Is the protoss all such little white faces? I can't see any cultivation, let alone feel any coercion, let alone the seabed The one, even if I go up, that little white face may not be..."

Before the voice fell, there was a sudden clank on the top of the mountain.

Hei Chonghei suddenly felt his heart suffocated, and a mouthful of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Jiuli threw two "medicine" pills to them, propped up a protective shield, and stepped back a few steps away from the enchantment circle of the Arctic Land.

I saw the man in white clothed a purple "color" guqin in front of him at some unknown time, believing it with one hand, nine purple dragons flying into the sky, dispersing all the devilish energy on the sky.

The group of demonic energy let out a piercing roar, like a beast with its throat strangled. Under the siege of nine purple dragons, it scattered into several mists and rushed to the bottom of the sea.

Suddenly, the area of ​​the North Pole, where the black cloud topped the top, was suddenly haunted by the purple light dazzled by the fairy qi, and the clouds opened up.

"Moqing, you'treacherous' villain, you came in at the critical moment when the king broke through the seal. You have the ability, and when the king breaks through the seal..." a group of demonic energy twisted and roared on the black background.

Mo Qing waved with one hand, and the purple dragon swayed and set off a huge wave. The devilish image was slapped fiercely, and after being disturbed for a few minutes, it was instantly swept away.

auzw.com "Do you think the deity will give you a chance to break through the seal?" Mo's voice is dull and indifferent.

At this time, Jiuli, who was waiting on the periphery, quietly opened a barrier.

The Devil Qi sensed the same kind, and immediately yelled: "Jiu Li, sacrifice, quickly release the sacrifice, and help me!"

The so-called sacrifice is the resentful soul refined by Jiuli, if it is sucked by the devil energy, the magic power will instantly skyrocket.

Jiuli Yun picked up the soul tripod, and in an instant, tens of thousands of resentful souls filled all directions.

Mo Qing did not expect that Jiuli would suddenly come out of this stall, but he never took this half-human and half-devil slayer in his heart. Although the soul gathering cauldron was so ghostly, but with this born and grown devil Qi, but it seems very insignificant.

Mo Qing used the purple phoenix to suppress the devilish energy on the sea surface, and then summoned the nine-day golden silk, turning it into a huge white "color" curtain, trying to gather the resentful soul.

And just as the nine days golden silk was about to purify the resentful soul.

Suddenly, a petite figure rushed over.

Mo Qing's calm and unhurried expression changed slightly, and said loudly, "Xuan'er, be careful!"

Xuan'er saw Jiulong Yutian far away and knew that it was not someone else who went to the North Pole to suppress the devilish energy, but his master, the stranger.

She was so excited that she was busy thinking about rushing over to help the stranger.

Unexpectedly, the moment he stepped into the Arctic magic circle, he was besieged by countless resentful souls.

Xuan'er knew that Mo Qing was suppressing the devil energy and couldn't get away, so she said sternly, "Master, leave me alone. It's not enough to be afraid to deal with a few strands of resentment!"

As he said, bit his fingertips, painted bleeding charms, and threw them towards the resentful souls that came under the siege.