Mo Li sat cross-legged, trying his best to run the magic skills, trying to break through the realm and successfully cast the Dao Foundation, but unfortunately, no matter how hard he tried, the demon qi was always just the demon qi, and he did not turn into a liquid demon element, he opened his eyes fiercely, and murmured in a murderous and hideous voice;

"Qiu Ju, Qiu Ju, I wanted to leave your remnant soul to be reincarnated, but unfortunately it backfired, since the will of heaven is like this, then don't blame this son for not remembering the old love, the hot hand is ruthless!"

At this point, the demonic thoughts surged, Mo Li suddenly got up, the demonic energy around his body was agitated, the messy clothes on his body were windless, and the dark magic patterns loomed, spreading to his forehead, slowly condensing at the center of his eyebrows, while Mo Li didn't know it, staring at Qiu Ju's dry bones with both eyes;

The dark dry bones were crawling with cracks at some point, and quickly began to weather, and particles of dusty ash powder poured down like rain, scattered on the cold ground, a puff of black smoke gradually condensed, Mo Li's expression was cold when he saw this, urging the magic power, pinching the trick with both hands, and reciting the spell;

"The Demon Shadow Swallows the Sky!Harvests the Yin and Replenishes the Yang!Incarnate the Oven!Eats the Soul and Refines the Soul!Where the Law Seal Is!Nothing Falls!The Evil Soul and the Evil Ghost!Return to the Origin! The Great Law of Devouring the Soul and the Soul!!

The spell of yin and yang frustration, floating in the oppressive air, steaming endlessly inside and outside Mo Li's body, the wanton tumbling black demonic qi, then fluctuated violently, quickly condensed and transformed, a pitch-black behemoth with a whole body, opened the dark red magic eye, and opened the bloody mouth at the same time;

"Woohoo!"

A huge suction force was born, fierce and domineering, as if to swallow everything he saw in front of him into the body to refine, Qiu Ju, who had just condensed his soul body, had not yet woken up from the confused chaos, he was pulled by the fierce suction, and the volley floated towards the blood basin mouth of the demon shadow;

At the same time, there was also a black mist on the old man Mo on the sickbed, which quickly escaped out, quickly condensed and transformed, condensed into a faint rickety figure, looking at the old face, it was the soul of the old man Mo, who was affected by the pond fish at this time and fell into the suction range of the demon shadow;

"No, stop, stop!"

Mo Li, who had been watching coldly, waiting for the magic power to rise sharply, break through the realm of qi refining, and then cast the Dao foundation and harvest the fruits of joy, clearly saw the sudden situation of the abnormal change, and recognized the identity of Old Man Mo's dead soul on the spot, and roared loudly in a mournful voice, and at the same time stopped the magic skill with all his might;

It's a pity that the cruel reality, as if fate is playing tricks on him, it seems that the way of heaven is punishing him, and like he often says that the will of heaven is so, fate, the magic skill that runs at a very fast speed, there is no sign of stopping, no matter how hard Mo Li tries to urge his mind, it is still useless;

"Don't!

Qiu Ju's soul body was so muddy, swallowed by the demon shadow, without even the slightest struggle to resist, while Old Man Mo's dead soul followed closely behind, swallowed by the evil demon shadow, the demon shadow roared in the sky, as if it was cheering to fill its stomach;

The demon shadow suddenly lowered his head and turned around, facing Mo Li with a sad face, an inexplicable light flashed in his blood-red eyes the size of a basin, as if expressing disdain, and then rolled in the air, turning into a cloud of pitch-black demonic energy, instantly enveloping Mo Li's whole body, and quickly integrated into his body;

"Ahh

Mo Li looked up to the sky and roared, the roar was like a muffled thunder on the ground, shaking the void for a while, countless small dust scattered everywhere, two lines of turbid tears overflowed his eyes, crossing the pale and bloodless cheeks, his body suddenly became weak, and he knelt on the ground weakly, tears gushed like springs, and his fists were clenched tightly;

"Father, the child is not filial!"

Mo Li waved his fists, frantically pounding the cold and ruthless ground, crying silently, and the looming black demon mist on his heartbroken face had quietly dispersed at this moment, disappearing without a trace, leaving only a strange pattern, imprinted in the center of the slightly trembling forehead;

At this moment, Mo Li seems to have completely woken up from the demonic madness, sad and painful tears, flowing out in a steady stream, strange and familiar scenes, gradually circulating in his mind, full of remorse, like the raging waves of the sea, quickly drowning him;

"Hey, hey... Hehe... Haha..."

Mo Li, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly let out a crazy low laugh, like the mockery of the abyss demon, as if the struggle of the hellish ghosts, unscrupulous, venting the grief and remorse in his heart, the cruel reality, the piercing pain, made him so depressed that he could hardly breathe;

Feeling the demonic energy that quickly returned to the dantian and turned into a vortex rotating rapidly, at the same time, a hazy and mysterious feeling hovered in his mind, making him involuntarily close his eyes, and in a trance, he "saw" a black whirlpool, condensed with black water droplets;

"Bang!"

He struggled weakly, turned his body with difficulty, fell on his back on the cold ground, with a strange smile, hideous as a demon, twisted like a demon, at the same time, a heart-piercing itch flowed through his body, gradually turning into a sharp pain, and he was like a dead heart, but he ignored it;

He numbly "looked" at the demonic energy vortex in the dantian, and in the process of extremely fast rotation, condensed drop after drop of jet-black water droplets, he knew that it was the so-called demon element, until the demonic energy vortex dissipated, and the black pure demon element flowed all over his body independently, he sighed gloomily;

"Alas, it's dead! It's all dead! It's gone! It's all gone!"

The black magic yuan washed his body, and there was a slight crackling sound, and the viscous gray-black impurities overflowed through the subtle sweat pores, and the refreshing feeling after the pain was transmitted into his consciousness, and a fishy smell burrowed into his nose, and a mysterious feeling quietly surged into his heart;

Although he didn't open his eyes, he seemed to "see" everything in a radius around him, the sound of the breeze flowing, from the window into his ears very clearly, and faintly, he felt a breath of death, lingering on the bed not far away, gradually dissipating;

"Qiu Ju! Ahem... What's going on?"

At the same time, the old lady's weak inquiry came into Mo Li's ears, making his whole body suddenly tense, and Huo opened his eyes;

"Old lady, Mrs. Qiu, she is not here! The old man's condition has worsened, Mrs. Qiu is waiting by his side, and the son is also back, they are all over there, you are old and weak, stop chattering, have a good rest! Maybe Mrs. Qiu will come over in a while!"

The maid's voice followed into Mo Li's ears, thinking that the old lady heard the movement here, and all the maids and servants, including the old housekeeper, were all driven out by the angry Mo Li, although they also heard the strange noise here, but no one dared to come over to ask, so they had to be perfunctory. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info (To be continued.) )