Chapter 1698： Behind the Little Heavenly Master (70)

Chapter 1698 The Spirit of the Little Heavenly Master (70)

The ghost door closed, and Yu Mo moved out of the tip of the finger, and the pen began to illusion.

He touched the pen with his fingertips and closed his eyes and said softly: "Solution."

He is actually unwilling to unlock the seal of the pen.

In the past, the head of the uncle was in order to get the air transport items of the gathering place.

And was killed.

He was later suppressed and attracted air cargo when he was struggling.

After he got the item, he realized that it was a big pit.

Those ghosts survived by this stuff.

And the more you live, the more powerful it is.

The air transport item, which is the pen in his hand, absorbs the ghosts of those ghosts and grows itself.

This is a cyclical process.

After he entered, in order to break this balance, the evil spirits of the ancient battlefield were weakened, and most of the power of the pen was sealed.

Air cargo can be transformed into anything.

He became a pen for portability.

After all, he just went to college that year, and he didn’t get it in a few days.

The pen in the hands of Yu Moqian is not the body, the body pen is around his body.

He untied the seal of the pen and the consequences were tolerable.

probably.

Yu Mo moved to sigh, watching the pen change color, the ink also turned red.

The red ink is brighter than the blood of the ghosts.

His spirit began to collapse, and the golden light of the mahogany sword plunged into his empty heart, and the soul was burned by the golden light.

He watched his fingers start to ignite spontaneously.

Yu Mo's eyes were a little tired, and the **** ink began to flow through his body.

Unlocking the ink of the seal will affect his mind.

Many devils have no IQ, only one kind of obsession exists.

The ink protects him and will begin to erode his mind.

Corrosion to the end, he is no different from the usual stupid × devil.

I don't know if I can see Bai Weiwei.

J.

Yu Moqian thought, he became a real ghost and might scare her.

She is so afraid of ghosts, seeing him become a fool.

Maybe I don't like him so much.

Yu Mo moved to look at the soul under his feet, and countless blood bubbles.

Those resentments stung his body, and the speed at which his body ignited began to slow down under the suppression of ink.

The red ink began to fall from him, starting with a drop.

Then there is a line, and eventually more and more ink, like a small river.

Flowing directly from him to the ground, it merges with blood.

The souls are beginning to solidify, as if they are bound by what.

Yu Moqian’s **** red eyes looked at those souls, raising his hand and spreading his fingers.

The curve drawn by countless ink drops from the fingertips.

At the end of countless lines, it is the head of those souls.

The soul begins to become an entity.

It is the body painted by the red ink.

Yu Mo moved to a few hundred ghosts to draw his body, with the soul of the body, can leave the ghosts.

And the line in his hand can control the ghosts of those bodies.

In fact, he does not like this method, because it is too hurtful.

Control the soul, put yourself above the hundred ghosts, and increase the debt.

It will also kill the soul.

Yu Mo moved to the chest of the peach sword, a little bit of red ink, drilling from his chest.

And he seems to be unaware, raising his hand and manipulating the ghosts.

Yu Moqian saw Yu Sanqian of the front line.

Yu Sanqian’s face was indifferent, and he saw the ghost turn into a corpse, and his eyes flashed a little.

(End of this chapter)