Chapter 349

Shen Lue made a special gesture to liumibi's ghost killing team.

intend:

Follow up and act together.

Click——

After the red mirror in the hot sun was broken, Heisi Mou's knife came over:

"The breath of the moon, the type of one.

"The palace of the dark moon and the sky!"

Shen slightly pulled Liumi tight and avoided the attack by using the unique body method of turning around in the setting sun. They both stood up at the same time and came to the rear of black Mou.

Ryumi seizes the opportunity.

She instantly became a ghost, and a mass of parasitic flesh and blood in the shape of a suction cup flew out, tightly attached to the back of Hei Si Mou's head:

"Blood ghost, dream sucker."

After casting the blood ghost technique, ryumi fell to the ground and closed his eyes.

She began to manipulate the illusion that black death Mou saw.

How strong!

At the first spiritual collision, ryumi felt the strength of the other party and almost was eaten back, but fortunately, Heisi Mou's state was not at the peak.

Bite your teeth and you'll stick to it.

Sweat trickled down her chin. After some attempts, she finally succeeded:

"It's working."

Black Death Mou began to chop at the air, and obviously he had fallen into the trap of blood ghost art.

Ryumi paid attention to analysis while manipulating:

"Yuanyi, your brother

"It seems that he is not an entity, so he can be killed and resurrected indefinitely. It seems that he is just a soul with strong obsession and low rationality."

Ah?

Shen Lue responded:

"So the dust knows the night and really can't manipulate time."

As a ghost eater, ryumi has a say in this:

"It's impossible.

"No matter how powerful a ghost is, it is impossible to manipulate time, which is against common sense. Moreover, if a ghost is born, it will be deprived of this blood ghost skill.

"After all, it's too powerful."

Hearing this, he probably knew the situation:

Maybe the dust consciousness can store a small amount of souls at night, and manipulate these soul bodies by amplifying the obsession. If the obsession does not disappear, the blood ghost art will not be broken.

"So

"The Black Death Mou in front of me is really true."

In the illusion.

Black Death Mou made a crazy attack on the "Ji Guoyuan I" in front of him, and the more he fought, the more brave he became. His powerful breath of the moon forced Shen slightly to retreat.

"Ha ha ha——

"Four hundred years have passed. Although you are still alive, you have not made progress

"I've retreated so much!"

Finally, he aimed at a flaw in Shen Lue:

"This is it!"

The sun wheel knife mercilessly stabbed through the body of "Ji Guoyuan I". Soon, the rigid fake Shen fell to the ground without any movement.

Huh?

Black dead Mou looked at Yuan Yi, who fell in a pool of blood, and his eyes were a little dull.

So, it's over?

For the first time in more than 400 years, I defeated and killed Ji Guoyuan for the first time?

I

Am I worth proving my existence?

Don't you have to live in his aura anymore?

Clatter——

After a short period of confusion, the persistence and jealousy in Heisi Mou's eyes dissipated rapidly. The whole person seemed to be a deflated ball and knelt down in front of false edge one.

He began to sob softly:

"It seems that I'm not as happy as I thought."

WOW~

Liu Mi felt the death of his black death and dissipated the blood ghost. The shadow of Shen Li in the illusion was decomposed like foam.

Black Death quietly watched these bubbles.

He was not surprised or furious.

It seems to have known that everything is an illusion created by ryumi.

Shen Lue stepped forward and patted black dead Mou on the shoulder.

Black Death Mou looked back calmly.

Huh?

Shen slightly raised his eyebrow. The ghost of the soul body was lifted. The six eyes of Black Death Mou disappeared, completely like Jiguo Yansheng.

And he has at least seven imaginations.

Yan Sheng looks away:

"It seems that you are not too stupid

"Didn't let me waste my energy giving tips."

In fact, in the last showdown.

Yan Sheng has completed self reconciliation. The entanglement and relationship 400 years ago are basically put down. He no longer hates and envies his brother who "integrates God's love".

But what I didn't expect was:

The ghost dance is not miserable, but he still wants to extract his residual value!

After the war, his soul was detained by Chenzhi at night, and the remaining obsession was magnified infinitely, becoming the same as before.

This is not what he wants.

So with the only reason left, he gave Shen Lue a hint:

As long as the obsession can be disintegrated, the blood ghost skill of dust consciousness to the night will be naturally broken.

Shen slightly nodded:

"Yes."

He doesn't know what to say. After all, no one knows how the two brothers got along 400 years ago. It's better not to talk.

Jiguo Yansheng shook his head:

"You are still so lonely and unwilling to talk..."

Then he looked at ryumi and asked:

"This

"Is it your wife or lover? It looks good."

Liumi was stunned.

Then his face turned red again. He quickly stepped aside and stopped participating in their topic.

“WHAT？”

This time Shen Lue immediately retorted, "this is Liumi, a class a member of our ghost killing team, and he is also a comrade in arms who has fought with me many times."

Yan Sheng scratched his head:

"Why are you studying abroad to learn a foreign language..."

He stood up:

"All right.

"After the blood ghost technique of breaking the dust consciousness to the night, I should disappear. After all, it's just a wisp of soul, which can't be saved for a few seconds."

Jiguo Yansheng seems to have been used to speaking by himself, and then Yuanyi is silent:

"Actually, I have a lot of questions to ask.

"For example, why did you live to the era of Taisho, or how could you overcome the ghost dance without suffering if your state did not recover

"Unfortunately, there is no time."

Shen slightly looked at the almost transparent figure of the NPC brother.

And worried eyes.

Suddenly a little sad.

Jiguoyansheng pushes Shen Lue away with his last effort:

"Go.

"To face the ghost dance and lead the ghost killing team and mankind to victory."

……

Another room in infinity city.

CHUA——

The light of the knife flashed, and the chestnut flowers fell. Xiangnaihu cried and split the butterfly's body.

I don't know how many times this is.

Although she knew that it was not real, she still suffered psychological torture by personally killing her sister.

At the urging of butterfly patience.

Chanaihu's actions became more and more decisive.

Although with tears in his eyes, he still kept his hands sharp and no longer hesitated as before.

The other end of the water plank road.

The figure of butterfly tolerance condenses again.

But this time, her eyes were no longer strict and looked very soft:

"Good.

"It seems that even if she leaves tanzhilang, her sister and her teammates, shannaihu can make a decision by herself."

Chanai was stunned.

She didn't know for a moment whether she should do it again:

"But

"Sister Ren, it seems that this place is made by the blood ghost technique of Chenzhi to the night."

Butterfly put down the sun wheel knife and sat down next to her:

"Of course.

"What you see now is only the soul body with strong obsession. If the obsession disappears, the blood ghost art of dust consciousness to the night naturally does not exist."

Xiangnaihu felt that he had returned to the scene of daily chat with his sister.

She looked up and asked:

"Sister Ren, what is your obsession?"

"My obsession is to worry about your safety now. I'm afraid you can't make your own decisions as before.

"But not now.

"Over the years, you have grown stronger than I expected."

The butterfly smiled:

"So... I can leave at ease."