Forgetfulness from beginning to end, he has been watching coldly, although he is in danger, but for him, as long as the Soul Devouring Vine and Necromantic Flower do not take the initiative to provoke him, he is not willing to cause more trouble, at least before finding the Wood Attribute Origin Spirit Stone, he just wants to get out as soon as possible and find the Evil God Altar;

"Who the hell are you? Get me out! Come out! You damn bastard!"

In a fit of rage, the geist stopped retreating, and roared hysterically in the direction of the giant necromantic flower and countless soul-devouring vines, desperately releasing the faint dragon power, trying to use the power of the dragon power to save his former brother;

"Live and die together!

The ghost muttered the bold words that Black Scale had said that day, and two lines of cloudy tears silently slid down his cheeks, and a mood full of sadness and hidden despair brewed in the ghost's violently trembling body, quickly turning into flames of hatred and madness, drowning his body and mind almost instantly;

"I don't care who you are, I'm going to die with you!"

The wraith proclaimed angrily, the roar was filled with hatred, the anger was steaming, the hideous and twisted face was full of madness, and the bloodshot eyes were burning with raging fire, which was the entanglement of hatred and anger, the embodiment of madness in despair;

"Stomp, stomp!"

The black-clothed figures were expressionless, slowly approaching under the control of the Soul Eater vines, the ghosts looked at familiar faces, their eyes were closed, and there was still horror and despair on their faces, as well as deep unwillingness, all of which was painful from the Soul Eater vines inserted in their eyebrows;

Seeing this, the geist involuntarily burst into tears, letting the warm tears crisscross his face until the tears became cold, and in the face of the black-clothed figures under the control of the soul devouring vines, he slowly retreated, while pinching the trick with both hands, weeping silently reciting the mantra incantation;

"The Black Water Xuanlong, can ascend and dive, fly into the sky and clouds, sneak into the abyss, can be big and small, infinite changes, as big as boundless, as small as Sumeru... Sacrifice Shouyuan, gather essence and blood, soul and soul unity, black dragon bone sword!

On the body of the ghost, a strange aura suddenly evaporated, and a large amount of bloody qi came out of his body, enveloping him, and an astonishing momentum spread wantonly, sweeping the heavens and the earth in the blink of an eye, and the strange momentum emitted by the giant necromantic flower, equally divided, confronting each other;

At the same time, the ghost's black hair quickly turned white at a speed visible to the naked eye, and its skin quickly dried up, like a crumpled dry skin wrapped around its body, and its originally strong body was now restored to its original state, even worse than before;

The ghost at this moment is like spending hundreds of years in an instant, and the aura and majesty exuded from the body are terrifying, even the forgetfulness of the cold bystanders, because the power exuded by the ghost at this moment is almost comparable to that of a monk in the Great Perfection realm of the Merge Period;

That is to say, the ghost who originally only cultivated in the early stage of the merger, it seems that because of the cultivation of the "Black Dragon Xuanjing", after casting the mysterious sacrificial spell supernatural power, the strength that erupted at this moment is comparable to that of a monk in the Great Perfection realm of the merger period, and it has skyrocketed to the triple realm in an instant;

"Buzz!"

The ghost slowly raised his right hand and slowly stretched it out to the back of his head, with the momentum of rushing into the sky, as his movements became more and more condensed and heavy, and at the same time, it was slowly accumulating, as if waiting for an explosion;

At the same time, a terrifying wave of mana came from the body of the geist, as if a dormant demon had been awakened from its slumber and was about to break free from the shackles and descend to the world again;

"Whew!"

The ghost's palm finally reached the back of his head, instantly turning his palm into a claw, his sharp nails piercing the wrinkled skin, deep into the flesh, and grabbed his collarbone, as if drawing a sword, slowly withdrawing outward, red blood poured down, instantly covering his back;

"Ahh

Unknown whether it was because of the severe pain, or to increase his determination, or because of his own momentum, the ghost rushed forward again, letting out a dull and suppressed roar, the roar implied a hint of pain, but it was filled with endless madness, like the raging waves of the sea;

"Buzz!"

A piece of white bone, with the action of the ghost withdrawing, slowly detached from his back, in a loud sword groan, a miserable white bone sword, stained with red blood, was pulled out of the body by the ghost, the bone sword pointed to the sky, a buzz, it looked very weird;

The whole bone sword is like an enlarged fish bone, a cut of white bones is arranged on both sides, like a barb, the tip of the bone sword is sharp and sharp, flashing with a miserable white cold light, but it looks more like the tail vertebrae of the human body, the bone sword is stained with red blood, and slowly slides down the sword body;

A faint dragon power flowed on the body of the bone sword, although faint but real, it seemed that the ghost had blessed the dragon power in the roar of the dragon power to the bone sword, and even the dragon power on the bone sword was a little stronger than the dragon power in his roar;

"It's really worthy of being a demon and evil way! Whether it's the cultivation method or the means of display, everything is extremely demonic and evil, cruel and terrifying!"

Looking at the terrifying and strange scene, I couldn't help but sigh and whisper, looking at the ghost's eyes was extremely complicated, indifferent and full of pity, and there was a hint of hope in the coldness, perhaps hoping that he would be reincarnated as a good person after death!

"Kill!"

The Ghost Sword pointed at the giant necromantic flower and countless Soul Eater vines, and the long-suppressed momentum erupted like a volcanic eruption, sweeping towards the front, and even the black-clothed figures controlled by the Soul Eater vines stopped and suddenly stopped moving;

"Buzz!"

The huge necromantic flower seemed to be enraged by the ghost's actions, and the yin death aura in the center of the flower suddenly dissipated, so fast, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye, revealing the figure condensed in the heart of the flower, a woman in dark green clothes, staring at the ghost with a sneer;

A long blue-green hair, flying in the wind with the breeze, white as jade, on the face as white as jade, a line of black veins looming, adding a bit of enchantment to it, the fierce light in the bright big eyes flickered, the evil light loomed, the nose was towering, the lips and teeth were cold, and the pretty face was frosty, full of enchantment;

Standing on the sidelines and watching coldly, with the help of the power of the Heavenly Eye Method, he could clearly see the demonic aura and yin death aura surrounding the woman in green, coupled with the strange way in which the other party appeared, he could conclude without hesitation that this was definitely a necromantic flower demon with successful cultivation. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info (To be continued.) )