Chapter 552

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Li Luo's eyes jumped slightly, his mouth twitched, and he looked at the three figures on the bridge in front of him. They were the strong ones of the three evil ghosts. They exuded the flavor of the top of the five ranks. Standing there, there were a lot of space bags around his waist, with different styles. It was obvious that they were plundered.

Looking at the three breath is not weaker than his figure, Li Luo is also slightly frowning, there is no good way for a time.

And at this time, behind him is a group of footsteps, this time is a few Youming strong came.

"Delo, how long have we not been back to the tree?" A thin man of the netherworld clan asked to the handsome youth of the netherworld clan around him.

Delothy thought it over, touched his chin, and after half a sound, said, "about seven years. We are the old group of explorers in this mausoleum. Why do you ask that, ribel

Ribel sighed and said, "I heard that something happened to our Holy tree. I don't know if it's true or not. I want to go back and have a look."

At this time, a small dark people around him patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "there are big elders in the Holy tree, can they still fall? Don't think so much. Even if it's lost, it's not something you and I can manage. "

"Hey, six monkeys are right. Let's settle the trouble before we make plans. Otherwise, it's a question whether we can go out or not. " Drow laughed and said.

Li Luo saw that several netherworld people wanted to fight against the three evil ghost families. He also carefully concealed his breath and followed them.

There are six people in the nether world, all of them exude the breath of the fifth or later stage or the peak. The three evil ghosts look at each other and make way for each other.

Li Luo followed the six strong members of the nether world and quickly passed the stone bridge. Then, he followed a path and went all the way. He followed the strong members of the netherworld to a black altar.

Looking at the whole altar, there is a blood red color above. In the void, a river of blood flows down into the river of blood not far from the altar.

"The Styx?" Li Luo closed his eyes, shook his head and murmured to himself, "no, it should be the blood gas gathered by a strong man. There is no one else but the master of the black hand in the ancient times

Several netherworld people came to the altar, their faces changed. When they looked in one direction, they saw a woman in black and purple robes standing there quietly and turning slowly.

Although the woman was born bright and moving, it gave people a very frightening feeling, which made the strong faces of several Youming people pale slightly.

This person is not Youji. Who else can it be?

Seems to be not interested in a few people, Youji quietly stood there, glanced at a few people, then took back her eyes.

Li Luo's eyes flickered slightly, and he continued to hide himself, waiting for the opportunity quietly.

In this way, these netherworld people saw that Youji didn't move, and they didn't dare to go to the altar to do anything. They just meditated quietly.

About a week later.

When they couldn't wait, a blood robe flickered in the distance and came to the altar. It was the blood ghost that was true.

When Li Luo looked at xuesha, he was shocked. At this time, xuesha seemed to be like a mortal, and there was no blood gas leakage on his body, but it felt like death, which was frightening.

When xuesha came to the altar, he glanced at some powerful people of the netherworld family. His face was suddenly happy, and he took a photo in his hand. Several people flew to xuesha uncontrollably.

"Forgive me, master!"

Several people struggled, the Yin and Ming Qi in their hands began to condense, and their bodies were shining with piercing gray light. However, they were locked up by a force and pressed on the altar.

Then, there was a chant in xuesha's mouth. Under the hard and astringent incantations, the black altar immediately lit up a piercing black light. Then, a virtual shadow with a sickle slowly appeared on the altar.

Xu Ying takes a look at the underworld people on the altar. He smiles strangely on his face. With a wave of the sickle in his hand, he cuts several people into the void.

"Ah

Under Qi Qi's scream, his voice stopped. Several netherworld people immediately lost their breath, and at the same time, several ghost shadows slowly floated out of their bodies towards the ghost of death.

"Say what you wish, mortal."

Death virtual shadow hoarse ground says, the vision stares at blood evil spirit.

Xuesha looked at the God of death fanatically and said, "please give back to your faithful believers. This is the power of my law of death!"

"As you wish!"

All of a sudden, the void began to shake up, and a lacquer black light group slowly emerged from the void and floated toward the bloody ghost.

And at this time, a roar in the void, the virtual image of a handsome man emerged. His eyes swept to xuesha and asked indifferently, "who is it? It's the brave guy who weakens the tree I planted! Find him and kill him for me

When the voice rang out, xuesha half knelt on the ground. Under the cold sweat on his forehead, he couldn't move.

At this time, a blood robe figure emerged out of thin air.

I saw a bloody blade in his hand raised high, facing the altar with a sword.

Boom!

The black altar immediately fell apart.

And at this time, void that handsome man void shadow complexion a anger, toward the blood robe figure void a grip.

Immediately, the figure of blood robe stagnated and turned around with difficulty. He saw a black light ball in his hand. It shows a face similar to Li Luo. This person is not the soul of the dead, who else can it be? Not far away, xuesha lay in a different place, and there was no sound.

At this time, the face of the dead suddenly turned pale to the extreme, giving Li Luo a look.

Li Luo's face pretended to be angry, and his figure flashed to the body of the dead. The blood light of the cross sword in his hand suddenly lit up, and all three swords covered the body of the dead.

Stab!

Under the light of three swords, the undead was cut into three parts and fell down from the void.

Then the corpse spread out a breath of death spirit, turned into a huge barrier, trapped Li Luo and Youji.

With a flash of black light, it disappeared into Li Luo's body.

At the same time, the memory and soul fragments of the separation of the dead also poured into Liluo's mind and soul.

Not far away, the expression on Youji's face was uncertain, and she was just about to move. In the void on the other side of the altar, the virtual shadow of the handsome young man looked at Li Luo, and her voice was very indifferent.

"After absorbing the light group, go to the Holy tree for the God, and eradicate the reptile who is destroying the Holy tree! Remember. I will only give you three years. If you can't kill the reptile in three years, our God will go to the tree in person. You should know what it means! "

In the void, under a wave, the virtual shadow of Junlang youth slowly dissipated, and Li Luo's face began to be cloudy and sunny.

Things, some of them are out of his control.