Ye Mo thought of Jane Jones's main profession of mortuary.

The mortuary, put makeup on the dead, so that those undead can enter the underworld with dignity.

She painted herself with dark makeup, so what does that mean?

Ye Mo felt a cool breath in his heart, and when he looked at this room called "404", he only felt so gloomy and weird.

There is an incongruous atmosphere everywhere, why didn't you notice such a strange atmosphere at first?

"How dare you wander away? I really don't know if you should say that you are confident enough or arrogant?"

Jane Jones's voice came from the shadowy, and since she revealed her true appearance, her temperament has also changed with it.

From the previous iceberg beauty to the queen of death, gloomy and dangerous.

With Nightmult not resisting, Jane Jones's nails were successfully inserted into Nightmo's skull.

"Boom!"

Before the smugness on his face could be retracted, a sound like a metal impact came.

I don't know when, Ye Mo's body was dyed with a layer of hazy golden light, and the smooth skeleton body seemed to be plated with a layer of gold at this moment.

Luna Aura!

A rudimentary god-level spell obtained by usurping and intercepting the divine power of the moon god and some of the order of the moon.

This is the first time that Night Mo has used it, and the effect is beyond imagination.

Jane Jones is a late-day monk and a mysterious mortuary.

Arguably, Jane Jones was the most powerful monk that Nightmrow had ever met. (The spider god is a god and cannot be counted)

This battle put more pressure on Yemo than when he faced Veronica, the god of radiance.

However, such a big gap in strength was forcibly erased under the magic of the Moon God Aura!

Jane Jones's fingernails were broken inch by inch, and no real progress was made, not even a single hair of Ye Mo was hurt.

Of course, the current Ye Mo has no hair at all.

"Miss Jane, what are you talking about?" asked as Jones looked at his nails and doubted his life, and Ye Mo seemed to have just returned to reality from his thoughts, and asked with some confusion.

"Damn it, you...... How dare you mock me like that!"

Ye Mo's words were taken by Jane Jones as knowingly asking, thinking that she was provoking herself, and she was so angry that the poached eggs on her chest temporarily turned into a small dirt slope.

"Even if it costs a huge amount, I'm going to let you die!"

Jane Jones used an even more powerful attack, coughing up several mouthfuls of blood in succession, in exchange for a wraith whose breath was infinitely close to that of the Star River Realm.

This resentful spirit has a huge head that far exceeds its body, and its exposed teeth make people feel chills at it.

Thinking on his toes, Ye Mo knew that he was no match for this resentful spirit.

However, Ye Mo was not afraid, and even faintly looked forward to it.

This makes Jane Jones feel a little weird, the painting style is wrong! This is an attack that is infinitely close to the galaxy realm, and you are not afraid of a small skeleton in the middle of the middle stage?

The strange feeling in her heart made Jane a little uneasy, so just as the wraith was about to attack Nightmite, she suddenly threw a punch at the heart.

"Poof~" A mouthful of blood spurted out of his heart, and the breath of Jane's poor death instantly withered a lot.

The pale face was almost indistinguishable from the dead, and there was no life in sight.

But in exchange for it, it was the extreme sublimation of the resentful spirit, and at that moment, its surging power fluctuations had broken through the huge gap between the heavens and the galaxy.

The energy level at the peak even surpassed that of an ordinary Galaxy Realm cultivator with all his strength.

"Can you be so easy in the face of such an attack?"

The thought crossed Jane Jones' mind, and for some reason she was looking forward to the scene of Ye Mo kneeling in front of her and begging for mercy.

"Roar!" the wraith let out an earth-shattering roar, he had already accumulated too much power in his body and looked a little bloated, and his body gave people an unstable state, and it looked like it should only be a blow.

"Sure enough, I ...... it"

When the powerful power of the resentful spirit struck, Ye Mo whispered in his heart.

From the moment he began, he deliberately intensified Jane Jones's anger and waited for this moment.

The duration of the Moon Aura's aura was only three seconds, and in this state, let alone the Star River Realm, even the attack launched by the monks above the Star River could not hurt him.

After all, the Moon God Aura was the prototype of a god-level spell, and when it came to its foundation and potential, it far surpassed ordinary sixth-order or even seventh-order spells!

Jane Jones's cultivation is in the late stage of the Heavenly Throne, and normally Ye Mo can't beat her.

And the only turning point is in the spell of the Luna Aura.

First, he put on a calm and comfortable Yoko, and then he did not dodge or dodge the blow that Jane was determined to get, creating a mysterious image.

Then provoke her again, causing her to unleash her most powerful attack under the rage, and finally ......

"Boom!"

The wraith's attack fell on Yemo as before.

Ye Mo was not harmed in the slightest, but on the contrary, the resentful spirit, which carried a lot of power and seemed to be somewhat unstable, collapsed in an instant.

The overflowing power enveloped Jane Jones, causing her to snort and add new injuries.

"How is that possible? How come you weren't hurt in the slightest?"

The physical injuries were secondary, and the most striking thing was Yemor's still intact posture.

The resentful spirit puppet is one of her most powerful methods, but she didn't even hurt the corners of Ye Mo's clothes, so doesn't that mean that she is not worthy of being Ye Mo's opponent at all?

"Maybe it's because ......" Jian Ben didn't expect Ye Mo to answer, but he didn't expect the white jade-like skeleton on the other side to tilt his head and make a serious thinking look, "I'm more handsome." ”

Jane Jones was almost: "Ye Mo, I admit your strength, but there is no need to insult me so much, and it is impossible to say who will win or lose." ”

As she spoke, Jane Jones's slender fingers began to dance, carved in the void.

With her movements, Ye Mo suddenly seemed to have something on her face.

Itching, numbness, soreness, pain......

A mixture of sensations appeared on Ye Mo's face.

This made Ye Mo a little shocked, and gently raised his hand to stroke his face.

Really!

He felt the warmth of the touch.

The face that had been transformed into a skeleton had reappeared, and although the outline was a little blurr than before, it was indeed his face!

"Stygian Touch!"

Jane Jones was carving, her body drifting elegantly, very fast, as if she was afraid that Nightmbe would interrupt her spell.

Ye Mo, who really had this intention, had to give up when he saw this, and Jane Jones's current state had declined, but he was still far beyond the ordinary mid-heaven monk.

When it comes to speed, Ye Mo can't compare to her in any way.

And Jane Jones was also very fast, and soon the right side of Ye Mo's face was completely outlined.

Ye Mo shook his head and caught Jane Jones's figure, seemingly at a loss.

"Hmph, it's really just an ant with some tricks that can't be put on the table, without that weird aura power, I see how you can block this blow!"

Jane Jones thought to herself, her spell had reached its final ring, and Ye Mo still hadn't found a way to stop it, and the latter's death was already predictable.

Raising her hand, Jane Jones began to trace the final strokes of the left side of Yemo's face.

"Miss Jane, I really don't know whether to thank or sympathize with you......"

Just as Jane Jones was finishing the last stroke, Ye Mo's slightly playful and strange voice came, which made Jane Jones feel inexplicably uneasy.

At this moment, the boy's entire face was completely exposed in front of Jane Jones.

The bridge of the nose is high, the eyebrows and eyes are deep, the rare black pupils flicker like obsidian, and the thin lips are pursed with a hint of coldness and meanness.

It was a face so perfect that even the elves, who were known for their beauty, would be ashamed of themselves.

What is rare is that the young man's handsome face is also tainted with a little fortitude and tenacity because of the overall cold atmosphere, so that his delicate face will not be feminine.

Seeing such a face, even Jane Jones couldn't help but feel amazed and obsessed.

This is what Ye Mo really looks like, a face that she has reproduced through some mysterious rule according to a spell, and can accurately reflect the monk's appearance after death.

It's almost 100% accurate, which is what Night Silent should have been before he turned into a skeleton.

When she saw Ye Mo's handsome face, which did not look like that of a mortal, Jane Jones's determined killing intent seemed to be shaken at this moment.

However, the next moment, Jane saw the look on the young man's face that seemed to be a smile but not a smile.

What do you mean?

Before Jane Jones could react, the young man in front of him suddenly changed his appearance.

The right half of the face doesn't change much, but the left half of the face becomes ...... instantaneously

Hideous?

Jane Jones couldn't find the right words to describe the tumbling emotions in her heart.

The only thing you can know is "This is not the face of a human being, who are you, a devil, or a demon!"