Chapter 567

Mo Wenyan watched bilgall and the other five people's cultivation burst. He forced himself to endure the severe pain of his body and quickly climbed up from the ground. His body flashed. He had come to these five people. With a movement of his mind, the souls of these five people were all included in the Soul Ring.

The next moment, don't ask in front of the virtual space disappeared, the whole person suddenly fell heavily on the ground.

"Mosquito elder brother..." Yang Lan suddenly saw Mo Wen appear, exclaimed, one step forward to Mo Wen.

Mo Wen smiles at her. As soon as he wants to speak, a mouthful of blood spurts out and falls on his back. He faints when he hears Yang Lan's scream.

"Brother mosquito... What's the matter with you? You wake up... Wuwu... Don't scare me... Who beat you like this? I'm looking for you everywhere, but I can't find you... Wuwu... Wake up... "

The news of Yang Lan immediately attracted Lisa, ishenberg, palia, Mu Bing, Katherine Bolden and others.

"Master... What happened?"

"Mosquito..."

"Mo, how could that be? Is he seriously injured

Several people yelled nervously, but Mo Wen was in a coma. No matter how they yelled, they couldn't wake him up.

The space set by the enchanter, even if dead, will not have any movement, so when Mo Wen entangled with it, Yang Lan and others, without a trace of awareness, thought that Mo Wen had left the underground castle.

With the help of several women, Yang Lan and others return Mo Wen to his room and wipe his bloody body. What they can do now is wait.

Don't know how long, a few women all keep in Mo ask of side.

Mo Wen wakes up from a deep coma. However, he can't open his eyes. He runs Shengyuan power silently and checks his body first. Fortunately, he is only seriously injured for the time being. Except for the decline of his ability, everything else is OK. Now it's only the same level as the early stage of his life. Because of so many situations in the affected area, Mo Wen never thought that he was not killed by the traitors of the blood clan, But by some people who have nothing to do with the blood group.

He grinned bitterly. The biggest enemy among the blood clan is the prince of the blood clan. But now, Mo Wen doesn't know how many new blood clan masters they have trained in the past 20 years. With a heavier heart, Mo Wen feels that he will encounter unexpected danger in this country, Thinking of this, don't ask to heal yourself.

In the room, several women were sitting by Mo Wen's bed.

Yang Lan gently looked at Mo Wen's handsome face. Mo Wen, who had been cured, wanted to open his eyes, but wanted to see what the woman in front of him wanted to do, so he continued to pretend to be in a coma.

Yang Lan got up and went to the bathroom. She took out a hot towel and gently wiped her face for Mo Wen. She said in a soft voice: "brother mosquito, you are just like this to protect us. Do you know that we are very worried about you? Wake up quickly... "

Speaking of this, she gently stroked Mo Wen's face and said, "you know, I've learned martial arts since I was a child. I thought I've seen a lot of things, but now I know that I'm a frog in the well. What do you show me? From real people to real people, there are people in the world... Wake up as soon as you wake up, Whatever you ask me to do... I'll listen to you... Including... Including my body... "

When Mo Wen heard this, he almost laughed. He didn't expect that Yang Lan was so worried about himself. Especially when Mo Wen heard that Yang Lan wanted to give her body to Mo Wen, Lisa and others cried.

Of course, in Mo Wen's heart, there are beautiful women to send to the door, he can not be too many, although he now has so many confidants, but he thinks, as the blood emperor, this beautiful calculate what, they become Mo Wen's woman is sooner or later.

Although I really want to wake up and accept Yang Lan's confession now, of course, he will not do so, otherwise, this magnificent love may die young, so I can only pretend to sleep temporarily and eat Yang Lan when I have a chance.

After thinking about it, Mo Wen decided to recover his power first. The five enchanted necromancers died so badly that they almost died. It seems that he should improve his strength as soon as possible. Otherwise, the next time he meets such a master, Mo Wen will die.

Think of here, don't ask also headache, his luck looks really bad, to spread to Leah, has happened so many things.

I met a magician tonight. According to the blood spirit Dharma taught to me by old monk Jinghui, the people who possess this kind of magic evocation are already masters of the advanced magic family. To be clear, these people are people who know western magic. Now, according to Mo Wen's ability, they may be able to deal with one or two, but in front of five so many masters, That would be very difficult. After a few moves, they fell into the disadvantage and had no power to fight back.

Fortunately, however, Mo Wen knows how to summon the soul ring magic weapon in a hurry. Although he does not have this cultivation to easily summon the magic weapon, he already knows the steps of the Dharma, which makes Mo Wen very happy.

When consciousness enters the ring, Qi Xinxin, Bai Xueer and Alice have already stood in a space of the ring.

"Mosquito... Don't worry about your injury?"

"Yes, it's all these magicians. Hum... We tortured them hard just now. Now their souls are in our hands. We can't deal with them too much first!"

"Blood debt, blood compensation, who let them so vicious, want to kill mosquitoes? Hum... "

Three female ghost spirits, you say a word, I say a word, don't ask, his face is gloomy, walking in the soul ring space, two eyes staring at the spirits of five magic summoners not far away, sneer and say: "bilgal, I almost lost my hand waiting for you... This beautiful woman named pridell is really cruel... There is a saying in China: the most poisonous woman's heart, It seems that women are the most vicious in the world. I should not underestimate the power of a woman. "

"Mr. Mo, we know it's wrong. Let us go... Whatever you want us to do! As long as you don't kill us... "Bilgall seems to have realized the horror of mowen under the torture of three female ghosts. Bilgall had learned this powerful magic weapon when their souls were not imprisoned by the ring of souls. If it wasn't for the cruel attack of pridell, he would have been included in it at that time.

"Are you begging me?" Mo Wen frowned and sneered insidiously.

"Don't... I'm the one who hurt you... If you want to kill or cut, you'll do as you please. You let them go... It's nothing to do with them..." prindall suddenly stood up, a bit of personal heroism.

"Ha ha ha..." Mo asked, laughing. When the laughter stopped, his two eyes let out a cold light and said, "don't pretend to be heroes with me here. None of you can go out alive... What's more, your body has been destroyed, and you will never live... Even if I let you go, do you think you can be a person?"

"What... You... You sent people to destroy our bodies?" The five people were shocked. You look at me and I look at you. It seems that they know that they have offended the wrong people. Chinese martial arts are broad and profound. Unexpectedly, they were defeated by a young man in his twenties.

At this moment, bilgall suddenly changed his face, stepped forward, squinted at Mo, and said word by word, "Mr. Mo, if I guess correctly, are you a ghost disciple?"

Don't ask a Leng, it seems that I didn't expect that bilgall could guess his identity. After a short period of Lengshen, he sneered and said: "yes, I'm a little knowledgeable. I know the Chinese ghost gate... Haha..."

When the five enchanters heard the word "ghost gate", their faces changed greatly. Bilgall continued to ask, "what you use to collect our souls is the holy thing of ghost gate... Soul Ring..."

Don't ask if you want to hide something about the ghost gate, but if you think about it carefully, these people are no longer a threat to him. In the spirit ring, even if they are powerful, they have been imprisoned in it and can't play any tricks. So you nod your head and tell the truth to bilgall and other five magic summoners: "yes, it's the spirit ring... If my cultivation is not too low, You can't carry the Soul Ring weapon. You've been dead in my hands for a long time. Hum... Then you'll be arrogant in front of my ghost sect leader... "

"You... You say... You say you are the inheritor of the ghost gate?" Bilgall continued to ask, but at this time his voice began to tremble.

"So what? Can you change your intention to kill me? Hum... A group of unscrupulous guys for money... Now they know how to be afraid? "

As Mo Wen's voice fell, five magic summoners suddenly knelt down in front of Mo Wen and called out to him in unison: "my subordinates have come to see my master. You are the branch of Zhubo and Leah ghost gate. You have offended my master... Please punish me, and ask me to forgive you for your unknowing and offending crimes... Let me serve my master and make atonement for you..."

This time, it's Mo Wen's turn to be shocked. He never thought that this magic necromancer was also a disciple of the ghost sect.

What the hell is going on? Why didn't grandfather (Master) tell himself?

Mo Wen clearly remembers that before he left the mountain, the old man once talked to Mo Wen about some things about the magic necromancer, but he never mentioned the relationship between this and the ghost gate. The old man specially explained that after he left the mountain, no one who mentioned the ghost gate could believe him.

This matter is very important. The old man can't make something out of nothing. Naturally, he is worried that he will not be cheated.

Don't be confused by the sudden actions of these guys. All of a sudden, I don't know what the situation is. Are these people doing this for their lives? Or are they all true?