As the Moro spell continued, the blood-colored skeleton king he summoned became clearer and clearer, and the aura emitted was breathtaking, like a hideous beast that was chosen to devour.

"We cannot let this skull be perfected endlessly!" Chen Qiusheng and Daolong thought in their hearts after seeing the strangeness of the blood-colored skull.

Daolong let out a sharp roar, rubbed his body and walked in front, swung a pair of lightning gloves, opened his bows left and right, and turned toward Moro like crazy. Unfortunately, they were all blocked by the skull. Although they beat it apart every time, they could not completely annihilate it.

"The jade liquid nectar nourishes immortality, and the Samadhi True Fire refines my form... Samadhi True Fire, fast!" While Daolong took action, Chen Qiusheng also activated it. He used Samadhi True Fire and mobilized the power of the Phoenix Spirit in the sword. On the immortal sword, there was a blazing flame immediately.

Moro frowned, but did not let go of his hands. After the spell trembled, he then connected it again, just regulating the energy to cover his palms to reduce damage.

"Severe the son and the grandson's feet!" Chen Qiusheng was angry and learned from Li Menghua without shame, and kicked Moro under both legs.

Moro's pupils dilated, but he still did not let go or stop. He just bent to avoid the vital points and used his stomach to welcome Chen Qiusheng's desperate kick.

Chen Qiusheng kicked Moro's stomach, soft, as if he was kicking on fluffy cotton, and he fell into it without any effort.

Chen Qiusheng's expression changed, but he remembered a widely circulated kung fu - belly attack. As the name suggests, the kung fu is all on the belly. It is said that when the Qigong comes, the belly can completely counterattack the opponent's strength when it is concave and convex.

What surprised Chen Qiusheng was that belly skills were usually exclusive to big belly women. How could Moro be so thin? Could it be that he was a big fat man before he was caught, but the food in Longhu Mountain was too poor, no, it was a standard nutritious meal to help him lose weight successfully?

These thoughts flashed through Chen Qiusheng's mind, but did not affect his movements. The moment he realized something was wrong, he began to shrink his feet, but unfortunately it was still too late.

"Bang!" It sounded like the sudden loosening of the tight spring sounded, and Moro's bulging belly suddenly bulged, hitting Chen Qiusheng's toes that had not yet completely withdrawn.

With a crisp "click", Chen Qiusheng's face turned purple and he felt his big toe dislocated.

"I didn't expect that I actually kicked myself out of the toes!" Chen Qiusheng complained in his heart, pressed his feet on the ground, and clicked, connecting his toes.

Although the toes have been connected, the pain is still good. Moreover, I have just dislocated and I can't do strenuous exercise anymore, otherwise it will be easy to dislocate again. It can be said that Chen Qiusheng's combat power plummeted by half. Of course, it is worth fighting and kicking skills. As for spells, it doesn't have much impact.

Chen Qiusheng was annoyed. While casting the Samadhi True Fire, he chanted a spell to prepare to cast a great lethal spell. However, as soon as a strong energy fluctuation appeared on his body, Moro lifted his foot and destroyed the energy fluctuation.

"Your second uncle, why did you hold the sword of immortality and keep it open? I thought I wanted to use the Samadhi True Fire to smelly make iron sand palms. I don't want me to distance myself and cast powerful magic, but close-up skills..." Chen Qiusheng blocked Moro with his left arm and kicked him in anger. Unfortunately, he had no good plans and had to increase his strength and urge the Samadhi True Fire to the extreme.

Daolong was still frantically attacking the Blood Skull, but he was getting more and more powerless. The blood mist became stronger and stronger. Every time he exploded and reorganized, it was clearer than before. It was probably not far from Ningshi. At that time, Daolong might not be able to hit it. What's even more terrible is that as time goes by, the Blood Skull actually showed a light of inspiration in the eyes of the Blood Skull, and it became brighter and brighter. This Blood Skull was not a dead object condensed from spells and magic, but a living thing, or the spell was a spell similar to Taoist asking for gods, but it summoned a powerful and evil existence, and it was only part of it.

This discovery made Chen Qiusheng feel that things were going to be defeated. In order to avoid being defeated, Chen Qiusheng was lucky to protect his body with golden light.

"The Xuanzong of Heaven and Earth is the root of all qi. It practices a lot of kalpas to prove my supernatural powers. Inside and outside the three realms, only the Tao is the only one who is respected. The body has golden light that covers my body. It cannot be seen or heard. It includes heaven and earth, raising all living beings. It has been held thousands of times, and the body has light. The guards of the Three Realms, the Five Emperors, welcomes the rituals and thunder. The ghosts and monsters are scared, and the spirits are lost. There is thunder inside, and the gods of thunder are hidden. The hole and wisdom are full of communication, and the five qi are surging. The golden light appears quickly to cover the real person. It is urgent and as the law commands!"

After the golden light curse was over, there were golden lights on Chen Qiusheng's white skin, which did not attract attention. He continued to work hard and silently recited the second golden light curse.

After the second golden light curse, the golden light spread throughout his body. Chen Qiusheng seemed to have become a little golden man, but Moro was in a stalemate with Daolong and did not take action against him, the little shrimp.

The third golden light curse was completed, and the golden light on Chen Qiusheng's body began to spread, but the light was faint, like the afterglow of the setting sun.

The fourth time, the sun is setting, shining brightly in the room.

On the fifth time, the golden light was shining like a fluorescent lamp, shining brilliantly, and everything in the room was revealed. After five times of the golden light curse, the ability of the golden light curse "ghost demons are scared, and the spirits are dead" began to manifest, and began to eliminate the blood mist that scattered the blood skull. Although the number was small, less than one percent of the Daolong Lightning Hand, it really existed and responded to Chen Qiusheng.

This situation made Chen Qiusheng very energetic and started to recite the sixth Golden Light Curse with all his might.

After reciting the sixth Golden Light Curse, Chen Qiusheng was at the peak of his sun. The golden light emitted was so painful that he could eliminate blood mist. It was one-tenth of Daolong's Lightning Hand. Even the blood skull that was gathered into shape would be melted by the golden light.

At this time, Moro and I noticed that the golden light was strange and broke it out, but were intercepted by Daolong, who also noticed the golden light.

In this situation, Chen Qiusheng recited the Golden Light Curse silently. The seventh time ended. The damage to the blood skull of the Golden Light Curse was no different from that of Daolong's Lightning Hand, and it continued.

In this way, although Moro kept chanting the mantra to summon the power of evil beings, under the continuous attacks of Daolong and Chen Qiusheng, the blood skull was constantly weakening, and this situation became more and more obvious as the number of blessings of the Golden Light Mantra increased.

When Chen Qiusheng silently recited the ninth golden light curse, the blood skull condensed at the speed of being destroyed, Moro finally gave up the idea of ​​summoning the arrival of evil existence. With a thought, the blood-colored skull that had been just for defense suddenly attacked Daolong in an abnormal manner. When he was about to collide with his fist, it suddenly exploded and directly exploded Daolong, who was unprepared, and had a close contact with the wall. Then, he stopped chanting the spell, pushed his hands together, and a huge force used the sword of immortality as the carrier to push Chen Qiusheng, who had just finished chanting the ninth golden light curse, back three steps before he stood firm.

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Chapter completed!