Chapter 820

Ruan Hongyu also came here in an instant. Her face was gray and her mood was hard to calm down. She said, "for so many years, you have been trying to communicate with it, but you never get it! This crazy girl hasn't touched this thing for so many years, but she can still drive it. Did she do something about it? "

Jiang churan shook his head and said with a wry smile: "treasures have their own spirituality. Each has different opportunities, and they can't be forced."

As the voice fell, the golden stick suddenly flew out of the altar and turned into a streamer. The whole sky reflected a piece of red glow, as if it were burned.

Dongmenyuan's face suddenly changed. He suddenly felt an inexhaustible force pressing towards him. Soon he saw the golden stick breaking through the sky, as if to crush everything!

"Ho!"

He suddenly took a breath of cold air. He felt extremely dangerous for the first time in many years since he was injured by Huangfu Bi! He quickly pinched his hands, the golden warrior suddenly roared, suddenly became huge, a palm to the stick!

A move, such as rolling thunder, the whole sky garden shaking violently, at any time to collapse!

Ruan Yuan Si vomited a breath and said in horror: "it's really a scepter!"

His eyes showed a complicated color, and he also pinched the formula with one hand. Immediately, a force emerged from his body, forming a bond force, and enveloping the whole sky garden, which made the shaking stable.

"Well, the bigger it gets, the more powerful it becomes?"

Rather than a sneer, her hands made a strange gesture, as beautiful as dancing, so pleasing to the eyes, but unfortunately no one to watch, all eyes are shocked to freeze in the sky.

The golden scepter suddenly split and changed in the air, and it was constantly derived. In an instant, it turned into a huge golden pigeon. The body was extremely fat and cute. The two small claws directly grabbed the golden strength man's arm.

Dongmenyuan's face suddenly changed, and the soul slave was directly connected with his soul. As soon as the Golden Pigeon caught it, he felt a powerful artifact shock into the soul, and even wanted to tear the soul slave who gathered all the souls together!

This situation scared Dongmen out of his wits. He had an unreal feeling in his mind. He was the soul slave at the top of the prefecture level! The power is far better than the ordinary nine level Xuanqi. Can it be easily torn?

He quickly pinched the formula with one hand, and the soul swallowing banner on the other hand was quickly unfolded and fluttered in the wind in the air. A terrible scene of hell appeared in the sky, and all the people looked at it with cold sweat.

Ningkeyue danced and whispered: "memory is a rolling curtain full of wind chimes, and most of one's life is based on imperfection, extending in time."

With the sound of her poems, the golden dove held on to Hun Nu lish and allowed the surrounding environment to change. Countless evil spirits and ghosts came out in a race, and were not affected at all.

"Those far away time, no one can detain, everything is just a point of quicksand."

Rather month eyes suddenly swept a cold light, Dan lip light spit, way: "years --- such as song!"

"Boom

In that purgatory, the golden soul slave suddenly gave out a cry of panic, which was suddenly torn into pieces by pigeons, and countless soul bodies rushed out, howling in the heaven and earth of soul swallowing flags.

"Poof!"

East Gate far a mouthful of blood spurted out, the soul of the ground coagulated and broke, giving him a huge regurgitation, the real Qi in the body rolled, and the flesh was about to crack.

Dongmenyao and chenghaomiao were completely stupefied. However, they were extremely aware of the power of the land level soul slave. How could it be so easy to die?

Although as long as the soul does not die out, it can still condense from the soul swallowing banner after a certain period of time, but this kind of supernatural existence in their ancestral clan is so fragile?

Their self-confidence was greatly damaged, and they began to have great doubts about the future development of soul slaves.

Li Yunxiao smiles in his eyes and nods to praise. She would rather have been decadent for so many years, but instead of retreating from her martial arts, she seems to have been merciless and unrelenting. She has been practicing martial arts with a quiet heart, but she has benefited from misfortune.

"How can I tear my soul? I'll fight with you!"

Dongmenyuan is completely crazy. After spitting out a mouthful of blood, the ghost purgatory world suddenly falls down and swallows up the whole qingfengmingyueyuan.

Ning Ke yuechao Ruan Yuan thought: "protect the garden."

After spitting out two words, she flew to the air, drawing away the evil spirits.

Ruan Yuansi grinned bitterly. A green sword sprang out of the sky, and his sword spirit was shining. His hands were placed on the hilt and inserted into the ground.

A sword spirit spread from the earth with him as the center, covering the whole qingfengmingyuelou under his sword, and expelling all the cold and overcast Qi outside.

People feel a little warm, but their hearts are full of blood. This kind of battle has always existed only in various legends, and now we can see it with our own eyes!

"Want to go? Go to the ends of the earth and die

The east gate is far away occupied by the anger in the mind, countless evil spirits turn into streamers, impact and go.I'd rather have a move with the moon, and the scepter, like a song of the year, returns to the hand immediately and gently waves it to disperse the soul of the road all over the sky.

"Hum, I have hundreds of millions of lives here. I'll see when you can fight!"

The East Gate far away grinned and waved again. The evil spirits poured out of purgatory and roared up.

Rather the moon willow eyebrows wrinkled, gave birth to a angry, cold voice: "soul eating sect is really a sect that shouldn't exist, how many people must be killed to become a flag!"

With her right hand, she held the year like a song and held it high. A golden light flashed on the scepter, and immediately changed. The golden light shone all over her body.

A melancholy voice sounded and said, "this past year should be a good time and a beautiful scene is in vain. Even if there are a thousand kinds of amorous feelings, who should I tell you? "

In the twinkling of an eye, the scepter disappeared, and the dazzling golden light all appeared on her. On the beautiful figure, a golden battle dress flashed like a awn, shining slowly under the moonlight. In her hand, she was holding a long golden sword, just like a fairy in the moon.

Ruan Yuan Si's eyes are full of complex color, full of envy and jealousy.

The scepter, like a song, is a symbol of the highest power in the city of red moon. It is also a powerful metaphysical instrument, which must be refined by the city masters of all dynasties.

But since the Lord of the city, only one person, ningkeyue, can control this thing. If it had not been for her disappointment, she would have lived in Taohuawu in seclusion. She would not have been the master of the city.

Dongmenyuan's heart leaped. After the change of the scepter, he felt even more frightened. He yelled and his hands quickly printed. In the purgatory like scene in the air, a cold light emerged, which turned into a huge ghost and devoured and absorbed hundreds of millions of souls.

"Ho! Ghost butcher

Dongmenyao was startled, and the cold air came out from the capillary blood holes all over his body. Cheng Haomiao felt his body temperature completely gone and could not help frowning.

He couldn't help but ask, "Lord Yao, what is this ghost butcher?"

Dongmenyao shivered and said with his thirsty throat, "ghost butcher is a kind of supernatural power, which is similar to condensing the murderous spirit and making the killing God come. This ghost floating butcher is to serve the ghost king with ten thousand souls and let the ghost King come to the world in person!"

The ghosts in purgatory are constantly growing up after swallowing the spirits, and gradually condense out of their bodies, emitting a chilling breath.

Dongmenyuan said with a loud smile: "ha ha, I will make up for the soul lost by feeding the ghost king today from your red moon city!"

He hit the ghost king with a secret seal in his hand, which bloomed a quiet light and said, "ghost butcher, give it to me!"

"Rumble!"

In purgatory, the ghost King's body was constantly condensed, his mouth was wide, his hands were round in front of him, forming a black energy ball.

The ball is full of all kinds of negative energy. Just the power of pressure makes the strong man who is hiding in the void a fright. Dozens of light breaking through the sky suddenly appear and all of them flee to the distance.

Ruan Yuansi, the guardian of Qingfeng Mingyue garden, felt great pressure from perspiration on his forehead.

Suddenly, a blue light suddenly rises and spreads in the garden. It is Ning Hangfeng's hand to jointly control with him, which greatly reduces the pressure.

The east gate has already mentioned the true yuan to the limit, angrily exclaimed: "the six roads open at the same time, thousands of ghosts, the butcher purgatory!"

The black energy ball in the ghost King's hand suddenly sent out a strong faint light, and began to devour everything around, as if to pull the heaven and earth into Purgatory and fall six times together!

"Ah

The sky continued to scream, many people who thought they were powerful and did not escape from the void were swallowed up by the black ball, with no bones left and no soul left.

This triggered more powerful people to escape, but now it is too late to escape. Except for a few self exploding Xuanqi burning spirits, most of them have absorbed them and are unable to escape.

The whole city of red moon seems to open the door of hell, a terrible ghost, so that the city's people are shocked, each panic.

Rather, the moon looks the same, takes a deep breath, closes his eyes, and puts his right hand across the sword behind him. Slowly, his luck condenses. A strange symbol emerges from the sword body, turns into golden light and dissipates in the air.

As if there is a kind of invisible song in the sword, as if from that day, like a dream, floating in the red moon city, into everyone's ears, exciting.

Li Yunxiao opened his mouth and chanted: "knock on the golden thread clothes, I mean to be possessed by demons. Flowing Clouds and flowing water, misty sky wave. Sweep away a thousand troops, draw like a river. I'll be empty for the rest of the world

People's hearts were shocked, this poem even with that ethereal song seamless cooperation, people give birth to a kind of endless years elapse, heaven and earth feel sad.

His poetry stopped, would rather the moon eyes gradually open, Dan lip light spit out: "thousands of years if snow, half a night if a dream, a sword years town soul song!"

The sword is full of vicissitudes and freehand brushwork. A golden light cuts through the sky, and the order of time is disrupted. It seems that through the ages, all of them are gathered in this sword. We should split the past, the present and the future!www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!