The dove roared angrily, raised his hand, and a wisp of invisible strength flew out, circling the "Red Flame Grass" in the center of the "Holy Spring", and a gorgeous petal suddenly flew up, flying lightly above the "Red Flame Grass", as if he was reluctant to leave the body.

The dove beckoned towards the void, and the petals seemed to be summoned in some way, like an arrow off the string, and shot at the modove. Mo Gu took the petals in his hand and examined them carefully, his eyes were full of fiery and reluctant expressions, but then he gritted his teeth, opened his mouth to bite the petals, chewed them a few times, and swallowed them.

Sunan didn't stop it, but just stared at the modove intently, and seemed to want to see the effect of the "Red Flame Grass". For most head-lowering masters, the miraculous effect of "Red Flame Grass" to bring the dead back to life is just a rumor, and no one knows what the real medicinal effect is.

As soon as Mo Gu swallowed the petals of the "Red Flame Grass", the original blood-red complexion quickly faded and became dark again, and the blood-red villain who struggled desperately in his body was instantly suppressed and fused, and there was no movement at all.

Seeing this, Ji Qingsha sighed lightly and said in a low voice, "Sunan Sect Master, you should stop him." The current dove is no longer the same dove as before. ”

Sunan's face changed, and the pupils of his eyes suddenly contracted.

Ji Qingsha only vaguely felt that the aura of the dove was very different from before, and he was also a big head lowering master, and Sunan's sense in this aspect was much sharper.

"You...... Is it really a half-ghost? ”

Looking at the dove not far away, Sunan had an expression of disbelief on his face.

The power of divine thought swept over, and he actually sensed an eerie ghost aura on Mo Gu's body. It's not the breath of a yin ghost. Rather, this breath clearly comes from the body of the modove. Sunan had never had this kind of induction before.

"Haha......"

Mogu looked up to the sky and laughed wildly. He didn't care about the screaming sound of the labyrinth again.

"Sunan, you didn't find out until now. Don't you think it's too late? ”

Sunan couldn't help but take a step back.

The modove in front of him is far more powerful than half a month ago, even if it is Sunan, facing him, there is an unfathomable feeling. Especially the breath of the whole person, which makes Sunan even more shocking.

It is rumored that after practicing the "Heavenly Ghost Descent", the head descender can achieve a half-human, half-spirit body, and can transform the body between virtual and real at any time. With this skill. It's almost immortal. Many attacks were ineffective against him. It's no wonder that Sunan released his killer weapon just now, the blast worm that has been secretly refined for many years, and it will not harm the modove.

The Burstworm only has a significant effect on flesh and blood, and once it is contaminated, the consequences are endless. But for the body of the yin ghost, the effect is not great. The head-lowering technique carried by the blaster insect does not cause much damage to the Yin Ghost.

"Sunan, I told you a long time ago that the supreme magic handed down by the 'Razadri Great Heavenly King' is unpredictable. It's not something you can comprehend. Now, you believe it, right? ”

Unable to suppress the smugness in his chest any longer, he laughed and said.

"Heavenly Ghost Descent" has been circulated in Danman Country for so many years, except for the legendary "Heavenly Ghost King" Lazadri. None of the thousands of head lowering masters can be practiced, and no one can even try, and now he is finally at the dawn of sight. After Lazaderi, he has become the real "first head lowering master" for thousands of years. How about not being so complacent that you can't help but show off?

Sunan. It's a great place to show off.

It's like a real rich and handsome, and he will never show off to his dick. The object of his show off can only be another rich and handsome.

Mo Gu has never killed Ji Qingsha, but let her watch from the sidelines, it is this kind of show-off psychology that is making trouble.

Sunan immediately calmed down and sneered: "Mo Gu, this is only half over, and it is still very early before the 'Heavenly Ghost Descent' is completed." Isn't it too early for you to be triumphant? ”

"Really? Sunan, do you know, the biggest problem is that he likes to have a hard mouth, and he doesn't shed tears when he doesn't see the coffin. Now, I can give you another chance. As long as you turn around immediately and kill Xiao Fan, I will treat you as my own person and no longer pursue the past. Otherwise, today is your death! ”

Mogu sank his face and said word by word.

Sunan couldn't help but laugh, shaking his head while laughing, as if wondering how Mo Gu could have such a thought.

"Kill Xiao Fan? Modo, are you kidding? Do you think I've gone to all the trouble to come here to listen to your jokes? Moreover, who do you think of Mr. Xiao? Think anyone can deal with him? ”

Modo's cheeks twitched a few times, and a flash of pain flashed in his eyes.

Ji Qingsha suddenly said: "Sunan Sect Master, don't be deceived by his appearance, he is injured." The little bug you just released hurt him! ”

"Shut up!"

Mo Gu shouted angrily, and with a wave of his hand, a cloud of green mangs turned into a butterfly and shot towards Ji Qingsha.

Ji Qingsha's true qi mana was sealed, and he didn't have the slightest power to resist, so he could only watch the green butterfly stick to his body, and instantly through the thin light yarn, he got into it, his chest was slightly cold, and then a strange itch instantly spread all over his body. Rao is Mr. Ji's most elegant demeanor, and he couldn't help but snort, biting his gorgeous red lips tightly, and fine beads of sweat poured out from his forehead.

Sunan raised his hand, a bowl-shaped magic weapon emerged, taking advantage of the moment when the dove shot at Ji Qingsha and was distracted, the bowl rose in the wind, and flew towards the sky above the "holy spring".

"Dare!"

The dove roared, the sleeves of the robe were raised, and a giant centipede two feet long flew out, crossed the "holy spring", and pounced towards the bowl, opening its big mouth, a mouthful of venom spewed out, and two sharp fangs shone with a deadly cold light under the cold moonlight.

At the same time, the dove moved under his feet, his arms were wide open, and he flew up, like an eagle pounced, and ran to Sunan with his head, and the muscles on his face twitched, full of hideous color.

Sunan didn't dare to slack off. A black sword wheel flew out of the sleeve of the robe, flying in the air. The left hand pinched the trick across the chest, and the right hand was raised. Punch mana into the sword wheel. The sword wheel spun faster and faster, conjuring up streams of black mist, forming a small black vortex in mid-air, which lay in front of the dove.

"Whew-"

The dove slapped out with a palm, and suddenly the wind howled.

The black mist vortex conjured up by the sword wheel dissipated immediately without the slightest resistance power.

Sunan has no love of fighting, and once the sword wheel is sacrificed, his feet are already like flowing water. In the direction of the labyrinth, retreat like a fly. At the same time, he stretched out his hand and made a move, and the bowl that flew towards the "Red Flame Grass" paused, and shot back quickly, returning to Sunan in an instant.

The giant centipede bit into the air.

Sunan didn't stop for a moment, and retreated straight to the exit of the labyrinth, before he paused and looked at the dove.

The sleeves of the dove robe were stretched out and fell from the sky. His expression was gloomy, and the muscles on his face twitched again. This was already outside the stone henge, and as soon as he left the stone henge, Mo Gu immediately felt the qi and blood in his body surge. The Yin Ghost Soul that had already been suppressed seemed to be a little ready to move.

Mogu knew in his heart that such a short period of time. It's not enough to really fuse those yin ghosts and souls. Even if the "Red Flame Grass" provided a steady stream of life essence, it only made his body vigorous. has enough ability to forcibly suppress and devour the Yin Ghost Soul. It's really going to be fully integrated. You have to stay in the stone formation for a short period of time, without any external interference, slowly exercise the exercises, and "digest" them little by little.

However, Sunan obviously didn't intend to let him be so "leisurely".

Seeing that Mo Gu did not chase and kill, Sunan smiled and said indifferently: "Great Master, can't you leave that stone henge too far?" I knew that 'Heavenly Ghost Descent' was not that easy to practice. Let's just spend it! ”

It seems that Sunan has made up his mind that he will never fight with the dove head-on, as long as the dove returns to the stone formation and is ready to continue to cultivate the "Heavenly Ghost Descent", Sunan will run over to make trouble. Once Mo Gu was furious and wanted to take his life, Sunan immediately dodged away to avoid his sharpness.

This is called: the enemy advances and we retreat, the enemy is stationed and disturbs us, the enemy is tired and I fight, and the enemy retreats and I pursue.

The guerrilla tactics of a certain great man in those days were really the "truth" that could be applied everywhere!

Mo Gu glared at him fiercely, gritted his teeth secretly, stretched out his right index finger, and his left palm gathered qi into a knife, and with a slight stroke, blood gushed out from the tips of his index fingers. Mo Gu turned around, and quickly drew a strange pattern on the giant stone pillar behind him, and with a flash of red light, the bloody strange figure disappeared in an instant, and seemed to be swallowed up by the stone pillar.

The sleeves of the dove robe were raised, and he flew up, turning in a circle around the stone formation, blood gushing out of the index finger of his right hand, and strange patterns like charms were engraved on the stone pillars one by one.

A strong bloody aura gradually spread.

When the last spell pattern was absorbed and swallowed by the stone pillars, the twelve stone pillars suddenly let out a "buzzing" roar, which was very low, but clearly audible. The naked men and women carved on the stone pillar, a trace of blood appeared on their bodies, and gradually shot out a blood-red light, connecting with each other, and in an instant, the entire stone formation was shrouded in a thin layer of blood mist, and the blood-red light curtain loomed.

Mo Gu slowly returned to the white jade sculpture opposite Ji Qingsha, sat down cross-legged, breathing, his eyes slightly closed, and never looked at Sunan again, it seemed that there was no such person at all.

"Shadow ...... Blood"

Sunan stared at the looming blood-colored light curtain and muttered, his face suddenly becoming extremely ugly.

In a sense, "Blood Shadow Fall" is actually the same as self-detonation, a lose-lose head-lowering technique. As a last resort, the head lowering division will not perform. Now that the dove has used the "Blood Shadow Fall" to completely envelop the stone henge, Sunan wants to enter the stone circle to attack the dove, and must pass through the barrier formed by the "Blood Shadow Fall".

In other words, before attacking the modove, Sunan will first lower his head.

Of course, in this way, the dove itself will also lose its vitality. It's just that there is a "Red Flame Grass" behind him, which has lost some essence and can be replenished in time. Even if it can't be fully compensated for for a while, at least it's not a complete spell of consumption. (To be continued......)