The Lord of Ghost

The bloody mango covers the world of Mo Li. Deep in his pupils, the horror scene of the dismissal of the star is evolved.

On the side, the wilted and dry flesh of dry martial arts was a little bit abundant, and the lack of power kept flowing back, pouring into his body.

Gan Wu covered his heart, and he could clearly feel that his heart didn't know when he didn't know when, and an insect -sized bug.

"What did you plant in my body?" He urgently needed to know this.

Mo Li smiled lightly and took out a pack of sachets.

At the moment when he saw the sac, Gan Wu understood everything in an instant.

Mo Li: "Your life is connected with me. I die, you have to die too."

Listening to this, Qianwu frowned: "I die, then you have to die too?"

Momoxin cannot be settled, and the smile on the corner of his mouth evokes a touch of demon's arc: "Smart, but the difference between you and me is: I am not afraid of life and death, how about you?"

Hearing the words, Gan Wu scolded the lunatic in his heart! A complete lunatic!

"Oh right, tell you a bad news in good faith, once the method of surgery is planted, I don't know if I can solve it myself."

Mo Li did only know that he was planted, and he didn't know how to unbutton the worm. Otherwise, he was unlocked by the magpie of Gu Yueyoumeng.

"So, Brother, we will be a grasshopper on a rope in the future."

Qianwu didn't speak. After the resurrection, the pale face was dark to the carbon, and the eyebrows could be killed by a big fly!

Who taught Mo Li, dare to poison without solving medicine?

Entering the game with you, you are not afraid of accidents?

"Good, good, I underestimated you!" At this time, he was far exceeded by Mo Li's scarletness, and it was good to Lian Tao!

"So now, Brother Qin has changed again!" Mo left.

He didn't think it was right at first. Regardless of Qin Yang or dry martial arts, his vitality was tenacious. If you were not involved in yourself, it would be them to stand at the end.

It's just that Mo Li and Qianwu are a grasshopper with a rope, and the goals are naturally clear.

However, at this moment, the sound of Fengming, the sound of the surrender of the Avenue of the Avenue, was all over the clouds, thousands of Indus spiritual fire burned, and the blood pool was bubbling, as if there were any monsters to be born from it.

Immediately after, the fairy eggs were completely broken, the egg shells were broken, and the magnificent fairy light burst out, and the corner of the stretched corner of the feathers made people reluctant to move away.

At that time, in the world of Indus, all the birds and beings were unknown, flying, and hovering. In this long -term era, people standing in the far away world appeared on the sky, like the legendary immortal, showing the virtual virtuality, showing the nothingness of nothingness. Power, worship here! Welcome to the immortal phoenix!

In the outside world, the spiritual rain of Xiandao petals has become a fiery red color, with the power of the sycamore, obviously there is no picture reflection, but the descendant Feng Ming is like a silent piano strings. The sea of ​​everyone.

"Xianhuang, born!"

At the same time, the world of Indus, core areas.

The sudden change caused the three people to scattered a trace of consciousness to explore.

But the current situation is undoubtedly obvious: Xianhuang was born, and Wanling worshiped.

Immediately, Mo Li's eyes were launched. He shuttled between reality and nothingness, and his goal was clear, that is, Xianhuang!

He was decisive. Between Qin Yang and Xianhuang, he prefer to choose Xianhuang and then solve Qin Yang.

The same movement is fast, as well as dry martial arts. He almost and Mo Li are the point where he is in his heart. The reaction of the moment has been determined.

"Ghost Sword! Cut!"

For a moment, the corpus tied to the same rope facing each other.

The knife blasted, the dry martial arts hit, the gray flame burned the void, as if it was hot through the space and rushed to Mo Li.

Both guys are very tacit, knowing that they cannot kill each other, otherwise they will suffer themselves, so although the attack is killed, the opponent is paralyzed at most.

However, before they approached the immortal, a bloody shadow in the Blood Pool was faster.

"Liu Xuan!"

No one expected that Liu Xuan didn't die.

"No, that's not him!"

Gan Wu clearly remembers that he did kill Liu Xuan, and the power of the nine calamities was annihilated, and even the soul could not escape!

He does not believe that everyone is like Mo Li's life!

However, the bloody shadow is Liu Xuan's appearance.

At this time, Liu Xuan injected only the last strand of essence in the immortal Phoenix, and he had to complete the contract!

To be precise, he did die, and he would not show mercy.

However, his six reincarnation methods are more special, and you can give the dead for a moment to go back. The Wanling Blood Pool is cast. He will bury the opportunity to trace back. As long as he concluded a contract with Xianhuang, he can reverse everything!

Before being killed by Ganwu, he knew that the most critical step with Xianhuang's contract was to be born of Xianhuang, but he could not stay at that time.

As a last resort, he showed back his life before his death and buried his hands.

Now, success is close at hand. With the help of Xianhuang's nirvana, he can reverse the overall situation.

"I Liu Xuan! Is the last winner!"

With the injection of the last strand of essence, Liu Xuan shouted excitedly.

But gradually, the smile on his face was stiff, and his pupils burst into incredible eyes.

"Why! Why? Why did I clearly mark the contract! But I can't feel the breath connected!"

Liu Xuan was in place and murmured to himself.

At that time, the Immortal Phoenix glanced and flapped its wings. Instantly, a blazing flame that burned nothingness engulfed him, and everything was burned to ashes.

After doing all this, the Immortal Phoenix flapped its wings and flew to the sky. Hundreds of birds sang, the phoenix led the sky, the fire of the phoenix tree burned brilliantly, and the phoenix leaves bloomed with brilliance, and the blue sea rippled with it.

In the sound of the phoenix that was like fairy music and cleansed the soul, ten blood moons were in the sky, and under the night, its figure became the only one in this world!

However, after Mo Li and Gan Wu looked at each other, they saw fear in each other's pupils.

"Run!"

At this moment, they only had this one thought.

Why, because they heard a flute in the sound of the phoenix.

And the sound of the flute is the key to leading the phoenix dance!

The sound of the flute is like a long song, corroding the soul, and its source is a man in white.

Under the blood moon, he was very detached, like a banished immortal, with fluttering clothes, indescribably peerless and otherworldly.

However, it was this person who suddenly appeared who signed a contract with the Immortal Phoenix.

In an instant, Mo Li and Gan Wu understood everything.

This is a game within a game!

They, including Liu Xuan who had fought for six eras, were all pawns.

From the fact that Liu Xuan failed to sign the Immortal Phoenix contract, they should have made some judgments. They could also feel the integrity of the contract, but the Immortal Phoenix ignored Liu Xuan.

In this case, was there such a person who had signed the Immortal Phoenix before Liu Xuan?

And the person that Mo Li guessed, at this moment, under the mottled moonlight of ten blood moons, dressed in white, playing a bamboo flute, and tapping his toes on the branches of the phoenix tree, seemed to be a banished immortal who walked out of the pen, ink, calligraphy and painting. Every move contained countless immortal charms.

It seems not an exaggeration to say that he is an immortal.

This man was very handsome, with a flawless face and crystal-clear skin, revealing a holy radiance. When he looked at Mo Li, he smiled, but the murderous intent in his hand was full of energy, which was incompatible with his transcendence.

"A flute music to send off the heroes."

His words were gentle, like a young master. When the flute sounded, it was like a surging sea tide, and red stars fell from the sky.

No, it should be the spiritual fire of annihilation, with beautiful petals, reflecting the bright red and enchanting world.

And this scene, the scene covered is not only the core area, but the entire Wutong world, the most shining and colorful world.

"Go!" The two did not hesitate.

At first, some creatures were still wondering what petals were falling from the top of the sky, but when the petals stuck to their bodies, an unknown fire suddenly rose, drying up their blood, and accompanied by the flute music coming from afar, hunting countless creatures.

It was originally a beautiful painting, with bright red petals falling from the sky, like a poem planted in the night, but it turned into a voluptuous disaster.

Then, even the sacred tree of Wutong was withering rapidly, and the endless power was like a whale sucking a rainbow, pouring into the man in white, and the consequence was that the whole world was collapsing.

Without the support of the sacred tree, this world would no longer exist!

"Run!"

This was what everyone thought. The world collapsed, and if they could not escape in time, this place would become their burial place.