The pupils of the Stygian were locked in the white figure in the heavy snow, the fierce wind raged the thin body, the green silk was flying with the wind, and the solemn face was the same as before, but there was no longer the original childishness between the eyebrows. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

What has changed quietly in a thousand years......

The crimson eyes were dark red, the demonic red light seemed to flow in the eye sockets, and the slowly lowered Void Eye in the sky was spinning at an extremely fast speed, and it was slowly approaching the earth, approaching the person who summoned it.

Crimson looked rare solemn, and the afterglow was a black figure standing quietly aside.

With just one glance, Crimson stretched out his right hand, pointed two fingers to the left side of his chest, and then pulled, a crimson blood line was pulled out of his chest, and Crimson said something in his mouth, and then pointed to the Void Eye in the sky. That blood line instantly turned into a bits of blood stars and flew towards the Void Eye.

As if infused with life, the Void Eye spun even faster, and the vortex in the center drooped violently, pointing straight at the two of them.

In the vast world, anomalies have been born.

A liquid line like a stream of water slowly flowed from the whirlpool, slowly lowering towards the prohibition that surrounded Youyang.

Undercurrent......

It worked!

The crimson eyes stared at the dark black liquid tightly, and the corners of his lips oozed a little bloodshot at some point, and the already pale face was even paler at the moment.

That wisp of Yuan Blood drained most of her energy after all.

In the sky, the slowly falling liquid had already surrounded the prohibition around Youyang, as if it had become a transparent black mist, entangled.

Echoing with the intricate handprints that Crimson constantly typed, the light shook in an instant.

Right Yang's eyes widened fiercely, his pupils slowly spread, and a transparent shadow broke free in Right Yang's body, but in a few moments, he broke free from Right Yang's body, lost the confinement of his body, and the soul crystal instinctively fled, encountering the undercurrent, as if he had found a home, and constantly flocked to the undercurrent.

This is only the first difficulty, the state of the soul crystal can only exist in the undercurrent of the Underworld Blood Clan, otherwise there is a possibility of dissipation.

She can't die yet......

At least until she saw the essence, the soul crystal couldn't dissipate.

Crimson frowned, then his eyes narrowed slightly, and he made up his mind, and suddenly stretched out his finger again and pointed at his chest, actually wanting to pull out another piece of yuan blood to stabilize the state of the soul crystal.

"Crimson!" His eyes condensed slightly, even though he knew that this was an essential step, the consumption of the Yuan Blood was by no means a trivial matter.

The matter had reached an emergency, but he could not intervene.

The underworld spirit, if it encounters its own breath, it will only rush to itself, then without the power to compete, all the power used by Crimson has nowhere to rely on, and it cannot be recovered, and the result is unimaginable.

It's just that he can only watch like this, and he only feels that he has returned to the dark catastrophe of a thousand years ago, and at that time, he can only wait, only ......

He hated the feeling......

Crimson was solemn, her thin lips were pursed, and she swallowed the blood that rushed to her mouth, and a blood line was pulled out again, and her crimson face was already white and transparent.

The fingers guided the blood line to the soul crystal that seemed to be about to dissipate at any time, and the seemingly fragile soul crystal was surrounded and stabilized by the blood line, and instantly condensed.

Crimson bit her lower lip tightly, her pupils shrunk, it's now!

With his hand as a claw, he suddenly grabbed the soul crystal void in the distance, and the soul crystal slowly floated towards crimson.

The transparent substance is so fragile, as long as it does not have that protective shell, it will dissipate immediately.

It's close.

Crimson couldn't care about the blood at the corners of her lips, and her eyes constricted to look at the soul crystal, looking at it with the naked eye, it seemed that there was no difference at all.

The crimson eyes condensed slightly, and he stretched out his fingers to cover the bewitching peony flower under the corner of his eye, and at the same time, the sharp nails appeared instantly, and then he fell into the skin at the corner of the eye, and with that piece of flesh, he actually tore off the peony flower alive.

His hands trembled slightly, his pupils constricted, and his eyes stared closely at the skin that had been torn off the flesh, and a white mark appeared from his bones, a white mark with a lustrous sheen.

If you look closely, no, no, it's not a white seal, it's a crooked moon!

Finally, after a thousand years, he finally saw the mark that belonged to her again, the mark that grew from the bone marrow, the sign of the moon god!

The rapid regeneration of flesh and skin was just an instant, and the smooth and transparent crescent moon was engraved in the corner of the crimson eye, and in an instant, the face seemed to finally show its demeanor, and only the crescent moon was worthy of her!

So blended! So absolutely!

That's the nature of nature!

In the snowy sky, the originally dark sky slowly showed a smooth outline, it was the moon!

It was a thousand years of finally shining and transparent again, with an infinite vitality of color, no matter what could prevent it from awakening again, it was the real moon!

The snow was heavy, and the white was less than one-ten-thousandth the color of blood.

Crimson face, solemn appearance, the crescent moon at the corner of the eye exudes a moist white, slowly, crimson opened her eyes, the moment she opened her eyes, her blood-red eyes slowly turned into ink, so transparent black, gold and jade, scorching its brilliance, echoing the white at the corners of the eyes, there is no cave.

Finally, this step has been taken......

Except for the true restoration of the identity of the Moon God, there is no other way to spy on the secrets that belong to the Moon God clan.

Crimson stared at the imprisoned soul crystal, the color of the soul crystal was so smooth that it was filled with endless darkness, and those darkness seemed to be able to suck all the light!

That's, that's!

Her eyes were tingling, and Crimson was still reluctant to close her eyes, so she stared straight at Duoyue's soul crystal.

"Impossible......" Crimson muttered to herself, her pupils constricted, and the gesture of holding the Void Eye with both hands was slowly withdrawn, but all the restraints were withdrawn in an instant, and the undercurrent that was originally suppressed and pulled out of control, and instantly bubbled out from top to bottom.

"Crimson!" Frightened, the figure moved instantly, flying towards the undercurrent that slowly sprinkled in the sky. Numbness, some coolness.

In an instant, his ink-black eyes exuded a bewitching luster, and the Manzhu Sahua at the corner of his eyes trembled slightly, quickly emitting endless black mist to the surroundings.

Styx's hands quickly made intricate gestures, the seemingly weak, but actually condensed Nethermite Mist, instantly caught all the Netherworld Currents that were about to flow on the earth, Nether's arms stretched, dragging the Nethermite Mist slowly towards the sky, little by little, inch by inch, dragging the Void Eye that seemed to be collapsing upwards.