Bai Shou didn't respond to Yang Liu's question, just looked at it with complicated eyes, the pitch-black back blocking her in front of her, and a terrifying evil black mist was steaming around her body, that kind of domineering and wild majesty made her feel strange, but the hoarse and trembling voice was so familiar;

Bai Shou looked at the two in front of her, the first person she knew, at this moment vaguely showed a showdown, all kinds of emotions in her heart were tumbling wantonly, chaotic and complex memories were entangled, and the feeling of being confused was indescribable, struggling between wrong love and wrong love, looking at it at a loss;

"He, is Mo Li?"

Flying quickly, forgetting the worries that had just descended his figure, staring at Mo Li's back thoughtfully, thinking about the grievances of the wandering soul Xiaolan in his mind, and at the same time seeing Mo Tong opposite Mo Li, surrounded by a majestic and righteous body, his body was straight and straight, and his outfit was exactly the same as him;

In a trance, for a moment, it seemed that his eyes had an illusion, as if he was watching a lonely peak rising into the sky, standing in the sea of clouds surrounded by the mighty righteousness, that kind of indomitable, unbending spiritual will, but with a kind of ethereal sadness;

"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 sound of the demonic and evil incantation, with the domineering and wild dark demonic nature, resounded in the cold and ruthless air, Mo Li ran the magic skill with all his strength, and the magic pill in his body seemed to be stationary, but in fact, it had already rotated to the extreme at an extremely fast speed, and even produced some subtle cracks because of this;

The surging demonic elemental power, like the raging waves of the sea, tumbled out of Mo Li's body, instantly turning into a black cloud, enveloping him and Bai Shou's figures, and at the same time spreading towards the surroundings at a rapid speed, condensing into a pitch-black phantom in the blink of an eye, and the hideous beast roared in the sky;

"What is this? The Terrans are amazing!"

The blue-green light on the seeds on Bai Shou's chest flickered, and Yang Liu's surprised voice came out of it, Bai Shou saw this, and her heart was even more shocked and surprised than Yang Liu, and she began to wonder why these two weak and unbearable people in her memory had become so strong, and what they had experienced;

"Demonic energy, gluttony, is this what Xiaolan called the Soul Devouring Evil Technique?"

Forget worry was also shocked, looking at Mo Li, who was full of demonic power, and at the same time clenched the piccolo in his hand, which seemed to be above board, but quietly approached Mo Tong, intending to advance and retreat with him and join forces to destroy the demon;

"Roar!"

A vague beast roar came, causing the wind and clouds to surge between heaven and earth, the lightning and thunder in the clear sky, the rolling dark clouds poured out the misty drizzle, a breath of ancient vicissitudes, as if from a distant barbaric era, at this moment reappeared in the world, and the barbaric and domineering swept in all directions;

"You're a demon?"

Mo Tong's eyes were still cold, indifferent, in the face of the sudden strong attack, his face did not change, he walked forward calmly, and his hollow and numb hoarse voice seemed to ask Bai Shou, and seemed to be muttering to himself;

"Are you a demon?"

Mo Tong walked forward bravely, and spoke indifferently at Mo Li, his voice was cold and not mixed with the slightest emotion, and even the condensed phantom of the beast, he turned a blind eye to it, turned a deaf ear, just blindly walked forward, a mighty and mighty body, every time he took an extra step, he became stronger;

"Forgetfulness!"

Mo Tong walked while holding a pen to depict, writing in the air, the mysterious black imprint, exuding a faint fragrance of ink, condensed in the void but not dispersed, moving forward with his steps, a layer of white and gold light edges, the font of the simple word "forgetfulness", set off like a heavenly rune;

In Mo Tong's Zhihaiwen Palace, the radiant word "forgetfulness" suddenly flashed away and disappeared without a trace, and at the same time, the "sealed" character text in the center of Mo Tong's eyebrows shone with a brilliant white-gold brilliance, and the two clouds of Xuanguang flew out in an instant, merging with the characters in the void;

"Buzz!"

At this moment, the word "forgetfulness" is like the sun and moon descending on the earth, suppressing the crazy demonic energy in an instant, the dazzling light pierces people can't open their eyes, the sky is full of dark clouds and thunder and lightning suddenly for a moment, a majestic majesty, like a giant peak, instantly suppressed the audience;

The word "forgetfulness" flew in the air, and the mysterious characters grew in the wind, growing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into the size of a grinding disc, and countless milky white dots of light lingered around the characters, and then turned into thousands of characters of different shapes, spinning like a nebula;

"People and teachers forget their feelings! Seal the sky with one word! Desperate songs! Suppress demons!"

In Mo Tong's Wen Palace, the "Song of Love" imprinted on the wall, every character blooms with a discolored brilliance, shining like a jewel inlaid with gold and jade, and under Mo Tong's call, word by word, neatly arranged along his eyebrows, flew out of the Wen Palace, and stood proudly in the air;

"The love flowers in the valley of despair are bitter... Bones buried under the cliff of broken intestines... Shaohua passed away and offered incense candles... The candle bones mourn and cook in wine..."

A burst of chanting sounds, from small to large, from slow to fast, as if the Taoist ancestor was chanting, as if the true god was chanting, as if the immortal was preaching, the ethereal sound seemed to come from above the nine heavens, a kind of artistic conception of slashing affection, rendering helpless sadness and gloom;

"Roar!"

The blood-red gluttonous phantom in his eyes seemed to be aroused by Mo Tong's indifference and indifference, and he opened his bloody mouth viciously and fiercely, and let out an angry roar at Mo Tong who was walking towards him, originating from the wild breath of the wilderness, and the fierce demonic might, sweeping towards Mo Tong overwhelmingly;

"Suck!"

In an instant, a brutal and domineering strong suction force came out from the mouth of the gluttonous phantom, and a demonic demonic power surged out, and a cruel blood-devouring qi locked Mo Tong's body, and dragged his forward body towards the mouth of the gluttonous phantom;

"Woo Woo Woo!"

Mo Tong's figure dragged out two clear marks on the ground, and involuntarily moved towards the dark blood basin, but his face still did not change, his eyes were cold and indifferent, as if he had already put life and death aside, and looked at death as home;

"Don't!"

Bai Shou couldn't help but exclaim, her delicate body involuntarily took two steps forward, between the tightly wrinkled willow eyebrows, full of clearly visible worry and doubt, the blue-green seeds hanging on her chest were also shining brightly at the moment, and after Bai Shou spoke, they fell silent again;

"Bold demons! Quickly retreat! Dare to be presumptuous again! Kill without mercy!"

At this moment, Mo Tong was closest to forgetting his worries, seeing that Mo Tong was in danger, he immediately shouted angrily at Mo Li, obviously it was a scolding sound, but when it fell on everyone's ears, it seemed to be a quietly played music, which made people involuntarily want to act according to their words in a trance. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info (To be continued.) )