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What a ridiculous disguise this glory is.

But it is this ridiculousness that really makes what a young man and woman squeeze their heads and be born in ninety-nine, what a lucky moment, just because of it, he can fight with the great Emperor Zuo Mu and bury his bones together.

This gorgeous disguise either ignites the blood of the youth, or it becomes a reason for compulsion.

They were all sent to Weishan Land, and this was undoubtedly sent into Zuo Mu's mouth for fear of detonating greed, and it was because of the lie that Zuo Mu had a reason to stifle the last mercy in his heart.

Everything in the world is its own, there are so many people in the world, and what you take is just a drop in the ocean.

And there are so many smart people in this world, there must not be a few who can see through it, but those who talk too much have either been ruthlessly defended by the butcher's knife and the majesty of Zuo Mu, or ruthlessly waved the butcher's knife by Zuo Mu's majesty.

Undoubtedly, this ridiculous disguise is a disguise that no one in Zuo Mu's heart can touch.

And now the red line has indeed lifted the veil, and the reluctance and hypocrisy in it are nakedly exposed, but the only sad thing is that the wall has ears, but it is indeed proof that there is no one here.

Those ears are just some people who are barely breathing, they were afraid of the truth ten thousand years ago, and they will still choose to keep silent after ten thousand years.

Because they were once the promoters and defenders of this reluctance.

At this moment, Zuo Mu's eyes were painful, and even more hateful, a pair of eyes stared viciously at the red line's sneering face, and snorted lightly: "The world is mine, and it is not a pity to die of ants." ”

How many souls, how many bones.

Even the red thread made by nature is sideways, and the thousands of years of wandering in the burial forest are undoubtedly accompanied by them the most, and compared to being deceived by themselves, they are the real hatred.

And it is the resentment of these countless remnant souls that has created the coldness of the burial forest and the evil of Weishan.

The drop of the imperial seal that swirls above his head is the source of Zuo Mu's greed.

And his smile was even more shocking to the anger in Hongxian's heart, his eyes couldn't help but float away like a tomb seal in the air, and he shouted softly: "Since your thousands of years of theft are hidden in it, then I will break him." ”

The color of madness had already sprung up on Zuo Mu's face.

With a wild roar in his mouth, he said, "Haha, then it depends on whether you have such a ability." ”

As soon as the words started, Zuo Mu's right hand grabbed in the air, and suddenly a ball of dead light appeared between the palms of his hands, and a pair of crazy pupils flashed even black.

Li roared: "Give me death." ”

The light cluster controlled by the right palm did not move, and the left hand turned into a claw and waved the red line fiercely in the air.

"Hiss~~"

The creepy voice immediately started, and the claws tore open the space five holes, and the black wind in the cracks of the claw marks moved gently, and the air was immediately dyed with a layer of white.

The red line was shocked on his face, what flowed in the crack was not the wind, but the power of the frozen soul from hell, although his face was shocked, but he was indeed not afraid in his heart, the long sword in his hand was sharp, and a pair of eyes fell coldly on Zuo Mu's crazy face.

And at this moment, the madness on Zuo Mu's face really stopped suddenly.

"Woo~~"

The seal bound by the red thread suddenly let out a wail, and the red rays that swirled around it were already dancing wildly on the seal.

The black silk light on the seal instantly dimmed, and even the figure was a little shaky.

Zuo Mu's heart was full of horror, if he was delaying, the red line really might make his thousands of years of efforts come to naught.

The left palm gently pushed the five grips towards the red line, and it was this push that seemed to send the claw marks to hell, and disappeared out of thin air without a trace.

This illusion can't deceive the red line of cultivating to the sky.

When the claw marks disappeared, the Dao power in his heart was agitated, and a red light flowed out on the spine of the sword, and the red line waved his hand, and the sword moved, cutting horizontally into the air.

"Puff, puff, puff~~"

The tooth-sore sound sounded five times in a row, and after each sound, a severed claw mark appeared in front of the red line, and at this moment, the infernal frozen soul wind had been cut in half, and the five claws had become ten marks.

But Zuo Mu's face was not angry and happy, and he roared with a smile in his mouth, and said: "Do you think it will be so simple, the cultivation of the widow is invisible and does not disperse." ”

Before the words stopped, among the claw marks that were cut off by the waist, the yin wind roared, and the hell frozen soul wind blew directly towards the body of the red line, which was undoubtedly Zuo Mu's true intention.

He was not angry, and Red Line's face was not shocked.

And how can the red line that has suffered a dark loss not have a long memory, but what I didn't expect was that the soul wind would come so quickly that it was crushed on the body almost instantly.

Although it was impossible to retreat, the red line did take advantage of the momentary gap to successfully add a layer of protection to herself, and a circular protective body barrier isolated all the hell frozen souls.

But on Zuo Mu's face, who was not angry, the joy was indeed even stronger, and a pair of eyes fell on the black death light that had been formed for a long time in the palm of his right hand.

"Red Line, are you willing to accept the sacrifice of the widow?"

The crazy look on Zuo Mu's face receded like a tide, and it was even more solemn and majestic, but this soft drink was more like a fool's words in a dream.

No living person will accept any 'sacrifice', let alone the red line of arrogance.

But there was indeed a hint of vigilance on her face, and she knew very well in her heart that it was impossible for Zuo Mu to suddenly go crazy, and what kind of idiot she was reading was definitely meaningful, but it was just unknown now.

A pair of eyes swept over the hell frozen soul wind outside the enchantment, and there was a sigh in his heart, his face darkened, and there was already an exclamation in his mouth: "It's not good." ”

The long sword in his hand moved, the cold and ghostly light flickered endlessly, and it was even more dull and sonorous, and no matter how sharp the red line sword was, it could not cut through the cage forged by the frozen soul wind.

"Uhh

Zuo Mu let out a low roar in his mouth, and his right arm controlled the death light and lifted it up minute by minute, and suddenly in this small space, a trace of black bloom surged.

The red line glanced at herself, and there was actually a black bloom on her body, and the long sword hurriedly danced, although the sword blade could not extinguish the black group of dead light, but it was indeed like pouring snow on the black flower, and wherever the sword blade moved, it was all gone.

But the red line's reaction was still a step slower, and Jian Feng was frightened too late, and he achieved Zuo Mu's luck with a fish that slipped through the net, and a small wisp of black Hua wandered leisurely towards the death light controlled by Zuo Mu.

The coldness on the red line did not change, and at this moment, the seal tomb above the head was completely colorless, and the wisps of red light were getting faster and faster, and it had already driven the shape of the seal and fell to the ground.

And as long as the seal lands, then Zuo Mu's dream will only be shattered.

However, the red line's gaze did not pay attention to the seal at all, let alone help the red mang, but all the senses of the body were concerned in the dead light group in Zuo Mu's hand.

Undoubtedly, the dead light made Red Line sense a strong aura of danger.

The red line didn't pay attention to the seal, and even his Zuo Mu seemed to have forgotten his efforts for thousands of years, and a pair of eyes didn't fall on it once, but stared at the wisp of Heihua who escaped from the red line with reverent eyes, which was undoubtedly the key to his success or failure, and at this moment, Heihua successfully squeezed into the group of dead light as expected.

Even if Zuo Mu's face is pious, it can't suppress the excitement in his eyes, if it can be done, then his ten thousand years will add a lot of color, and the income may be comparable to the ten thousand years of hard work, and at that time, the world will be no one can compete with him, he will become the only master of the world, and he will be able to live forever.

"Red line, possibly a sacrifice for the widow?"

Another pious.

And when this idiot sounded, it made the color on the red line white, and even the strong heart was a little confused, and the mouth opened slightly several times, but fortunately, no sound came out.

How could Zuo Mu give up, and there was another sacrifice in his mouth, and he said: "Red line, are you willing to sacrifice yourself for the widow?"

The body protection enchantment on the red line's body that was isolated from the Hell Frozen Soul Wind suddenly darkened, and his mouth opened slightly again, but he still didn't make the slightest sound, was it an angry reprimand?

There is no doubt that the strong heart is just a blur, and Zuo Mu wants to make the red line completely lost and lacks some heat.

And at this moment, Hongxian's eyes were indeed slightly closed, as if deciding to remove the distracting thoughts in his heart first, because it was not too late for Zuo Mu to fight.

But this undoubtedly gave Zuo Mu Ke an opportunity, a hateful smile cut through the pious face, and his left hand slowly raised against the red line, five fingers and a clasp, inhaling the air.

I saw that the red line was dressed in a phoenix crown and the curtain waved slightly, and Dao Heihua jumped out of her body.

And the long sword with a cold front was indeed helpless, and he couldn't move for half a minute, just when Hei Hua completely revealed that the enchantment was floating towards Zuo Mu, the eyes of the red line had suddenly opened, but it was indeed too late.

"Hiss, hiss~~"

With a few soft sounds, all the black flowers flowed into the dead light, and at this moment, the light ball was overflowing with no dead air, and the Dao Shenghua was full of vitality, and even its own black completely receded, becoming a white color.

When the whiteness is completely flawless, a shadow is slowly formed, and it is a red line with a cold face.

"Red Line, are you willing to accept the sacrifice of the widow?" Zuo Mu asked.

"Wish!" replied the shadow red line.

"Red Line, are you willing to sacrifice for the widow?" Zuo Mu asked again.

"Wish!" replied the red line.

"Red Line, are you willing to die for the widow? Zuo Mu asked.

"Wish!" replied the shadow red line.

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