This blood cloud, entrenched above the Zhurong Temple, made Yun Mo feel a strong uneasiness.

Yun Mo didn't understand the chance of Zhurong Temple, but now he didn't have any clues.

Zhu Rong is a legendary god of fire.

"Is it the fire of Zhurong?"

"No, Zhu Rong's fire was absorbed by Chi Gongtian, and he didn't necessarily succeed. ”

Ziyue seemed to see what Yun Mo was thinking, and she said softly.

"Yun Mo, you feel the Zhurong Temple with your heart, at this moment the Zhurong Temple is shrouded in this blood cloud, it is resisting this force, this is your last chance. ”

Ziyue knew that if Yun Mo couldn't feel it, the Zhurong Temple would be destroyed immediately.

Yun Mo meditated, and suddenly a sentence was injected into his brain.

"The swan eggs are raw, and the co-workers fight, the god of fire is brave, the god of water is invincible, and he is angry and can't collide. The sky is overwhelming, and the terrain collapses. Although victory is still harming the common people, the Emperor of Heaven angrily stripped his godhead. ”

"Born brave, invincible, extremely angry, strong refuge, Zhenxi!"

Yun Mo frowned, the red tiles of the Zhurong Temple had already begun to fall off.

These few words seem to be the words left by Zhu Rong.

"What is he going to tell me?"

Yun Mo memorized these words, but did not fully understand them.

Zhu Rong and Gonggong had a big battle, and in the end Zhu Rong won, and then Gonggong bumped into Buzhou Mountain, and Zhu Rong was also condemned because of this, which Yun Mo had heard a little.

However, the latter sentence, Yun Mo was a little difficult to understand.

Rumble!

The Zhurong Temple collapsed in an instant, and countless tiles and stones continued to die, but the Zhurong Temple was huge, and even if it died, it would take some time.

Looking up, the sky was full of blood red, it turned out that not only the sky above the Zhurong Temple, but the entire Shiwei Realm was a blood-red cloud. It seems that the white-faced corpse king led the army of corpses and has killed the whole world.

"Drops of blood, rain, drops of hatred!"

Bai Xiaobai sighed: "I'm afraid that there are no living people in the human world." ”

Only when the blood of the human realm flows into a river will it penetrate into the micro-realm and become a blood cloud.

At this moment, a head poked out of the blood cloud.

The handsome and pale face of the white-faced corpse king, under the backdrop of the blood cloud, was so contrasting, he was very happy to bathe in the blood cloud, and his narrow eyes occasionally glanced at Yun Mo and the others, full of countless disdain.

"Zhurong Temple is quite persistent, under the rain of my blood cloud corpses, it has only collapsed now, just give you a little time to breathe. ”

Ziyue raised her eyebrows and snorted: "You inhuman guy, today I will teach you to see how powerful this fairy is." ”

"Little girl with sharp teeth and sharp mouth, it took a little time before Candle Ding delayed a little before you had a chance to escape, I thought you ran to the old house of the Moon Realm, but I didn't expect to stay here and wait for death. The white-faced corpse king smiled, "However, I would be happy to turn you into a corpse sister and enrich my harem." ”

Yun Mo: "Don't talk nonsense with him, this blood cloud can nourish his body, and the immortal blood of the entire human realm is downstream, he is too strong in the Shiwei realm." ”

Ziyue nodded: "It seems that he killed the human realm, in fact, to deal with the Sword Lord and the Candle Ding Emperor, with these immortal blood clouds to rely on, he is indeed a lot stronger." ”

"And he's fully recovered from his injuries. Ziyue said in a low voice.

What kind of person is the Candle Emperor, it is extremely difficult to kill him.

But the White-Faced Corpse King did it.

"Can you see his specific cultivation?" Yun Mo said.

Ziyue's eyes flashed: "When I met him before, he was a high-grade corpse immortal, which is equivalent to a high-grade human immortal." ”

"How could God be invincible to the corpse immortal. ”

"You don't know, the corpse immortal is not bad, but the immortal still has weaknesses, the head and atrium are still dangerous areas, he does not feel bloodthirsty and murderous, and this white-faced corpse king has been able to sit in the Ten Thousand Corpses Realm for so many years, and has his unique skills. Ziyue explained.

At this moment, the Zhurong Temple was completely annihilated, and a dark red bead of fire loomed in the dust.

Yun Mo flew out and swallowed the drop of water in one gulp.

"I wish the power of the origin!" Yun Mo was overjoyed.

Absorbing the power of Zhu Rong's origin, Yun Mo gradually felt a trace of the threshold that was vague, something that Chi Gongtian and the Sword Master had worked hard to get but couldn't get.

"Huh, gloves, Chi Gongtian's gloves!"

Yun Mo suddenly remembered that Chi Gongtian's gloves were gone, if he had that golden glove, then he would have a complete set of battle armor. Where did the glove go, Yun Mo pondered.

At this moment, the white-faced corpse king sighed lightly: "It's actually a drop of origin power, but this origin power is useless to me, okay, this king has bathed with immortal blood, and it's time to meet a few of you who have slipped through the net." ”

With that, the white-faced corpse king walked out of the blood cloud.

He was extremely white-skinned, his eyes were evil, and he walked out without any generosity.

A stream of blood flowed out of the blood cloud, like a blood python winding him in a circle, and finally turned into a rather evil bloody coat.

This bloody clothes, like blood and water, kept flowing, setting off the white-faced corpse king more and more white and weird.

"I am the White-Faced Corpse King!"

"When you see this king, you still don't bow down and submit!"

When this voice sounded, Yun Mo felt panting.

Similarly, Bai Xiaobai is also pale.

Yun Mo felt that his legs were about to give in, and suddenly he came to his senses and shouted: "Corpse, what a big dog guts, I Yun Mo ordered you to autopsy yourself!"

In one sentence, there were rules of trial, and Yun Mo quickly retaliated with a tooth for a tooth.

The white-faced corpse king's eyebrows twisted, and as soon as his arm was raised, the nine corpse marks returned to his hand, and the rules of judgment did not make him autopsied, but the skin and flesh were a little rotten, but they quickly returned to their original state.

He knew that Yun Mo had inherited the luck of the Great Demon Realm and the Shiwei Realm, and had the power of Zhu Rong's origin, so he didn't despise Yun Mo.

At the beginning, he used the cloud of immortal blood to deter Yun Mo and Bai Xiaobai, and at the same time disturbed his heart with the sound of corpses, wanting to make Yun Mo and the others become crazy demons, but he didn't expect Yun Mo to react so quickly.

The blood cloud rolled, and the white-faced corpse king shouted softly: "Nine aperture corpse marks, open eight orifices!"

Yun Mo said secretly: "He can actually open eight tricks!"

"If he opens the Nine Orifices, then it must be a river of blood and chaos in the world!" Bai Xiaobai said.

The purple moon on the side had already launched an attack, and a bright moon hung high in the sky.

The white-faced corpse king said with a smile: "If the nine orifices are fully opened, then you can eliminate the soul of the immortals, trap the form of the immortals, damage the qi of the immortals, and lose the root of the immortals." ”

Yun Mo did not doubt what he said, being able to kill the corpse of the Candle Ding Emperor, and disturb the corpse from all walks of life into such a appearance, it was indeed a great wonder in the corpse world. Moreover, this guy is ruthless and does not have any emotional weaknesses.

Shadow Cloud Mo is the reincarnation of his son, and the White-Faced Corpse King is his brother, and there is no sorrow for them to die.

It seems that a guy who is ruthless to a certain extent can indeed make him strong in some way