Stray Chapter 94: The style determines success or failure

"Hahahaha... ok, really good..."

After finally reacting, Hongmao was about to laugh angrily, and said so through gritted teeth.

However, in this way, Zi Xuan and the others felt even more that this devil was in a daze, as if he had a mental problem. Just now, he really wanted to attack himself and others.

Chonglou didn't speak, and didn't intend to defend himself. He just stepped forward and stepped into the air, and a big hand suddenly came out. The blood and energy of the devil's body was soaring, as if there were rivers and oceans in the body, and the energy shook the sky, pressing De Qingming trembled for a while.

Zixuan gritted her teeth and struggled to support the spiritual barrier, and at the same time, she used the power of the Heavenly Snake Staff to ruthlessly and decisively unleash terrifying spells, encasing the power of collapsing mountains and cracking rocks, or simulating the illusion of six senses, and bombarded them one after another. To this monstrous devil.

This day, the snake staff is also a top-notch divine weapon. It is said that it was the snake staff used by the goddess Nuwa when she smelted stones to fill the sky. Even if she can only temporarily stimulate some of the power, it is extremely powerful.

And other people naturally couldn't simply let her deal with it by herself, and they also offered to help, and it was the kind that could do a little bit.

The Demon Respect Building didn't dodge, but his expression became even more bizarre. At the same time, he glared fiercely in the distance and waved his sleeves down, as if he wanted to divide the world into two halves.

He has never suffered such losses one after another, and there are still unspeakable kinds of suffering.

However, he could only knock out his teeth and swallow it in his stomach. After all, as a arrogant man with a arrogant temperament and full of the power of a strong man, Mo Zun Lou has always followed a self-respecting and defiant style of behavior.

Such a macho man, it's really hard to expect him to pull his face down and explain it to this group of people in a good voice. In the future, the story will be explained clearly, and then everyone will clear up misunderstandings. Both sides are happy and turn the enemy into an enemy Friends, and the friendship goes further...

Oh, maybe it's ideal.

However, this is absolutely impossible, and the picture is simply unimaginable. After all, it is not heavy at all.

I only do what I want to do, and if you misunderstand, why do I have to explain my life to others?

——That's right, this is the character of Mo Zunlou. He does his own way, and it's not bad to look at people without his nostrils. Anyway, he is absolutely disdainful to explain anything, even if it is misunderstood by the people he cares about. It won't change your mind easily.

So what is there to say, he deserves to be no match for Xu Changqing.

For various reasons, Zi Xuan gritted her teeth and hated him, and Zhonglou had never thought carefully about what kind of trouble and trouble her actions had caused Zi Xuan.

Alright, because Zi Xuan's plan is very secretive, so the Demon Venerable doesn't know it either, which makes sense. But even if he noticed Zi Xuan's distrust, vigilance and vigilance, he didn't even think about the reason.

——don't explain, don't care...

——Whatever you think, I only do what I should do...

——Silently guarding in secret, it sounds quite affectionate and pleasant, but does it have any practical significance?

The answer is naturally no. Zi Xuan doesn't even know what the devil is thinking, and she doesn't even know that the other party actually likes her. If it is said that there is little hope in the first place, then not even knowing it will completely cut off that slim hope.

It's still the same truth. If you do something, you may only have a 1 in 10,000 chance of success, but if you don't even do it, then there is no chance at all.

It's like buying a lottery ticket and winning the first prize of hundreds of millions. Although the chance is so slim that it can be ignored, if you don't even buy a lottery ticket and ignore the most necessary premise, how can there be a chance? Any chance of winning? That's the reason, so it's normal to say that Mo Zun Lou can't win against Xu Changqing.

Even now, he doesn't say anything, he just acts with a black face and wants to bring back Zi Xuan, Jing Tian and others, although his original intention is not to hurt them, but to be afraid of Xia Ran meeting. Doing so, so I want to take the initiative to protect this group of people.

However, this scene is really unconvincing, think about it-

Although everyone knows someone, but he belongs to a devil who has no good impression on everyone. As soon as they met, he rushed towards them fiercely, and he would do it without saying a word...

And it is full of demonic energy. In addition to the red ominous blood light, the special effects are eerie and eerie black fire.

Such a person said that he was worried about them getting hurt, so he wanted to protect them... Well, sorry, even if it's a deduction item that doesn't have an initial impression, but who would believe it?

Let's see, what about the other person?

The painting style is out of the dust and refined, with the sharp edge of the gods and the color, just like the immortals who have fallen into the world, and the moment when they are shot is such a glorious and majestic atmosphere, the magical power of magic is spread across the heaven and the earth, the radiance of the gods is flowing, and the sky is full of clouds. It seems to be interpreting the laws and principles of the world and promoting the rotation of the wheel of heaven and earth.

Even if you don't do anything, just standing in the world like this can be called a peerless elegance, as if yin and yang are the masters, and the origin of the Qi Dao.

Obviously it's not a **** or a demon, it's hard to imagine why there is such a vast supernatural power, which has far surpassed the so-called immortals. But there is no doubt that although this is some doubtful point, it is not considered to be a problem by anyone at all.

The style of the painting is very important, as is the goodwill brought by the initial impression, so that Zi Xuan and others immediately chose to stay away from the devil and get as close as possible to this unfathomable fairy god. .

In this battle, this played a decisive role, because Zhonglou really didn't want to hurt this group of people... Well, at least he didn't want to hurt anyone other than Xu Changqing.

So when He and Xia Ran are wrestling tug-of-war across the void, they will naturally have some scruples and dare not use too much force. After all, the two sides of the tug-of-war may have nothing to do, but the "rope" used in the tug-of-war is easy to be pulled by the giant force. break.

In addition, Zi Xuan and others are trying their best to stay away from the heavy building while protecting themselves, trying to get close to Xia Ran...

—The result is predictable.

"Everyone get behind me!"

Xia Ran's cloud is light and windy, with an unfathomable performance, a palm will detain everyone who finally came to him, and at the same time, a finger will go up to the sky, down to the ground, and smash the face. The blackened red-haired Demon God walked away, causing the entire void to shake.

Before Zi Xuan and the others could react, they felt a flower in front of their eyes, the sky was spinning, the scenery was changing, and the space was changing. After taking a closer look, they found that they had suddenly left the battlefield and were thrown hundreds of miles behind the Taoist. outside.

Rumbling sound exploded in the center of the battlefield, like the roar of thousands of divine thunders, and the onlookers in the extreme distance were pale and shocked.

Even some disciples whose cultivation bases were unstable were shaken by their spirits, unable to connect with one breath, and fell directly from the flying sword. Although it still has the spontaneous protection of spiritual power, there is still no danger to life, but it is estimated that it may break hands and legs.

But it's also not a big deal. As long as you return to the sect later, it will be a panacea.

Sacred medicines for the flesh and bones of the living dead are of course rare and hard to find, but there are a lot of goods on the road to treat traumatic muscles and bones, and even those who are not good at alchemy can mass-produce and wholesale people who have broken hands and feet in the morning , in the afternoon, it was not uncommon to be alive and kicking as if nothing was happening.

The members of the Qionghua faction, who chased after him, were also at the moment, watching the battle at the end of the sky from a distance on the other side of the battlefield.

Murong Ziying is the leader of all the disciples. Naturally, her expression is solemn and her eyes are sharp. Although he does not know Zhonglou, he recognizes another person. At this moment, deep in his heart, he was completely different from the calmness on the surface, and even a little collapsed.

He firmly remembered the idea of ​​this person who said he wanted to collect the Five Spirit Orbs, and that happened not long ago.

And Murong Ziying herself was worried about the water spirit pearl, the treasure of the town in her sect, and then it was stolen tonight. At that time, he immediately thought of a suspect, but then he found that the thieves who broke into the sect were a group of strangers, which made him relieved.

However, after chasing it all the way here, Murong Ziying still found a familiar suspect... Isn't this a coincidence? !

And I think of the time when the group of thieves came to chase and kill them all the way, the group of people yelled and shouted in a frenzy, saying that the water spirit beads were not taken by them. When they went to the Taiyi Palace, the spirit beads were lost. Gone...

The corners of Murong Ziying's mouth twitched slightly, he probably already knew what was going on.

"Uncle Ziying..."

Huai Shuo came to him and asked in a low voice.

"We are no longer able to intervene in this matter. After I go back, I will report the truth to the head and let her decide..." Murong Ziying shook her head and said in a low voice.

Huai Shuo looked at his uncle with some surprise. He subconsciously felt that his uncle should not be so good-natured. He shouldn't be the first one who couldn't bear this situation, and wanted to brazenly use his sword. Is it right?

Murong Ziying just shook her head. He had another very long dream last night. It was so real and terrifying. Naturally, the impression in the subconscious was deeper. .

It's okay to be jealous of evil, but you have to consider your own limitations. Moreover, even if you don't put your own life in your eyes, you have to be responsible for the younger disciples behind you. It's even more valuable to have a clear understanding of the world and a skilled human being. .

"Let's get out of here now!"

On the other side, Zi Xuan stabilized her mind, cast a grateful glance behind her, and said urgingly, drumming up her spiritual power to lead everyone to leave the battlefield quickly.

"But this real person..."

Xu Changqing was a little uneasy, and felt that the young Taoist had just rescued himself and others, and he was still fighting hard. But he and others just turned around and left, isn't this not very kind?

"We'll only be a drag on this Taoist priest by staying here, and we can't do anything except help..."

Zi Xuan said calmly and rationally, isn't that the reason why the other party moved herself and others here, and then stopped the angry big devil alone?