At the last moment, Roten gritted his teeth and pointed to the sky.

I saw that a bright moon in the sky seemed to touch his fingertips and merge with his body, indistinguishable from each other.

Ren Chaoge's Wine Saint Deity was already huge, but Luo Teng covered the sky with one hand, and actually played with the moon and applauded, which was even more shocking.

The bright moon became darker, from pale yellow to blood, and there were violent wheals flowing through it, and countless snowflakes fluttering.

Click-la-la-la.

A big withered hand suddenly stretched out from inside the moon, like a plum blossom branch grabbing Ren Chaoge.

Click.

A strange cracking sound sounded, and the wine saint and the big hand froze in the air for a moment.

Immediately afterward, heaven and earth returned to their original appearance, and everything calmed down.

"In the future, I will pass through the sky again, and there will be one less person who sings about wine."

Luo Teng's body was shocked, and he suddenly clasped his fists and saluted, and bowed deeply to Ren Chaoge.

It's a tribute to the strong.

"Master!"

Countless disciples of the sect sincerely knelt on the ground, with tears on their faces, to pay tribute to the fall of this generation of half-saints who were bold by nature and enjoyed a good reputation in the Northern Regions.

Subsequently, Ren Chaoge's body began to petrify from top to bottom, and finally turned into a stiff stone man.

His hands were still drinking.

His head was raised and he was looking up at the sky.

If you look closely, you can see that even after death, the corners of your mouth are filled with a smile.

What to laugh at?

A generation of god machine masters, with their own lives, forced the demon lord Luo Teng to use the last trick to learn.

In the void space, a young man playing the piano witnessed all this, and the space fluctuated faintly and disappeared without a trace.

Since then, there has been one less rough man in the Northern Regions who can sing and laugh with Li Huaifeng, and there is one more monument that will not be erased for countless years.

"And the last two factions, the Battle Piano Terrace!"

Luo Teng looked down, and the place where Li Huaifeng was standing was already empty, and he took advantage of the chaos to escape.

"Li Huaifeng, are you touching Luo's bottom line?"

Luo Teng shouted loudly, using the magic power of thousands of miles of sound transmission.

But with Brother Feng's character, he is gone, will he come back?

Seeing this, Luo Teng also wanted to use the technique of space to chase Brother Feng, but as soon as he was lucky, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Brother Ren, even if you die, you will hurt me, is it worth it?"

Luo Teng shook his head lightly, gave up the plan to pursue Li Huaifeng, rested on the spot, and recuperated from his injuries against Gongzi's tassel was the top priority.

At the same time, thousands of miles away in a lake.

Bang la blah.

The calm surface of the lake made waves, and Li Huaifeng flew out of it.

There is a secret passage in Xuanshui Ancient Tan, and Ren Chaoge specially told Li Huaifeng before the war, the purpose is to keep him alive.

Li Huaifeng sat quietly by the lake, his eyes were ruddy tears.

How many times can he get a confidant in his life, he is silently mourning for Ren Chaoge's departure.

"Uncle, I will inherit your will, as long as I am alive, the Northern Regions will definitely not be the world of the Demon Lord."

Li Huaifeng gritted his teeth, and he understood very well that Ren Chaoge regarded himself as his successor.

The last wishes of the predecessors should be fulfilled from the beginning.

After a long time, Li Huaifeng felt that there was no demon lord chasing around him, so he regained his emotions and flew in the direction of Biluofu.

"Let's get the painting and Manxin back first!"

At the same time, three hundred miles to the west of Biluofu, in a deep valley.

"Jin Can, you are a scumbag, you actually fornicated with other female disciples behind my back, I will kill you!"

Mo Fangwei's eyes were shattered, and she saw her beloved man and Bi Luofu's other female disciples making peace in the wild, and she was so filthy that she had no humanity.

"Kill me? Do you have what it takes? Jin Can sneered.

Bang bang bang.

The female disciple who had an affair with him waved her big hand and slapped Mo Fangwei in the face a few times, which was hot.

"Hmph, the garbage strength of the eight-star yin and yang is also shouting in front of my brother Jin, what qualifications do you have? Get on your knees, humility! ”

The female disciple had a cruel attitude.

"Woo woo, Jin Can, you actually let her beat me, okay, you are ruthless, don't blame me for my unintentionality, I'm looking for my sister."

Mo Fangwei cried into tears.

I'm really blind, how could I fall in love with this white-eyed wolf.

"Looking for your sister? Hahaha, Mo Ruoli was high in the past, but, that's because she is the illegitimate daughter of Feng Baiyu, and now, Feng Baiyu is dead, what is Mo Ruoli, you let her come, I will take turns to enjoy your sisters. ”

Jin Can spoke wildly, not afraid at all, so angry that Mo Fangwei's face was pale.

"Who are you going to take turns enjoying?"

Suddenly, a misty red glow appeared in the distance, and Mo Ruoli came in time.

His strength is stronger than in the past, and he is also a powerhouse of the Immortal Triple Rebellion Realm.

Before the decisive battle, Feng Baiyu gave her unlimited benefits, so that she soared into the sky, and had the intention of letting Mo Ruoli inherit her mantle and become the head of the sect.

"Sister, this cold-blooded and negative man, he was false to me before, I hated him to death, help me kill him."

Mo Fangwei sobbed, regretting that she had not been at the beginning.

"Sister, you have no eyes, only now can you see the ugly face of this son, at the beginning, I promised you to Li Huaifeng, why don't you cherish it, now he is soaring into the sky, opportunities continue, you are looking for him now, I am afraid that I am not even qualified to be a servant, it really disappoints me."

Mo Ruoli criticized, feeling a kind of chagrin that hatred of iron is not steel.

Hearing this, Mo Fangwei's fists were clenched, and her intestines were full of regret, why did she let go of that golden mountain and didn't have it, but instead abused Li Huaifeng in all kinds of ways, are you an idiot?

"Hahaha, interesting, your sisters can't protect themselves, and you still think about Li Huaifeng, it's a question whether he dies or not now, it's just a prisoner, how many days can he survive!"

Jin Can looked up to the sky and laughed, not afraid of Mo Ruoli's majesty.

"Huh? You're really looking for death! ”

Mo Ruoli condensed from the willow eyebrows, and the murderous aura was released.

"Senior Sister Mo, isn't it okay to treat fellow disciples like this?"

Suddenly, several figures appeared out of thin air on the top of the mountain.

The cold injury stood proudly in the middle, next to Bingyue, Bei Aoren, and a few heartfelt dogs who had taken refuge in him before.

Seeing this, Mo Ruo sank in the centrifugation, knowing that he had been ambushed by the other party.

This valley is far away from the sect, and even if something happens, he doesn't know it, and Leng Hurt uses his sister to lure him over, and his intention is very obvious.

"Fang Wei, you go first!"

Mo Ruoli pulled his sister away, knowing that a big war was inevitable.

Today, even if she doesn't fall into the scheme, with her relationship with Leng Injury, the other party will continue to set traps, waiting for her to jump, and it is impossible to live in peace.

Frankly speaking, from the time the demon lord Luo Teng challenged the Ten Gates of the Immortal Dao, the entire Northern Region was in a state of panic, and everyone was in danger.

In this kind of troubled times, no one cares about whose life it is, only the truth that the strong is king.

"Hehe, none of you two sisters can leave, proud, I once said that sooner or later, the Mo sisters will fall under my iron whip one day, today's wish is presented, and they can't come down to enjoy the sweet Yin Yuan together!"

Jin Can said coldly.

Click.

With a wave of his hand, the entire valley was frozen for hundreds of miles, forming a strong prohibition, and with Mo Fangwei's strength, he couldn't get out at all, even if Mo Ruoli wanted to leave, he had to use his magic power to break through the cage.

The strength of the cold injury has improved by leaps and bounds recently, except for the heirs of the Xuanwu Emperor, I don't know what other treasures I have obtained, and the strength is much more terrifying than before.

"Once a son of heaven and a courtier, in the past, Feng Baiyu was in power, and you could command by virtue of your illegitimate daughter, but now, Bi Luofu is about to become Leng Mou's control, and now surrender to me, I can spare your sisters from dying and become a woman under me, which is glorious enough."

The cold injury completely unmasked, and he said cruel words bluntly.

"Want to be a teacher? You don't deserve it yet! ”

Mo Ruoli snorted coldly, and the Five Elements Qiankun Hu was sent out of his body.

This gourd has been refined by Feng Baiyu and actually transformed into a top-level treasure, and its wonderful use is even more endless.

"Unworthy?"

The cold injury is unscrupulous, the Xuan Ice Sword and the Flame Sword are sent from the body, and the two weapons have a tendency to merge together, but they are slightly weaker than the top treasure weapons.

"Frozen for hundreds of miles, burning the plains."

Two treasures, one red and one white, rushed towards Mo Ruoli in a spiral.

The surrounding area was frozen and piercing, and the flames burned extremely fiercely.

A casual shot of the cold injury is enough to make the powerhouses of the ordinary Heaven and Earth Law Realm retreat.

"The circulation of the five elements creates the world."

Mo Ruoli is not a weak hand.

The Five Elements Qiankun Hu spewed out a vast aura, and the gold, wood, water, fire, and earth were staged repeatedly, and the agitated momentum collided with the water and fire of the cold injury, which was wonderful.

(Battlefield Literature)