"Drip blood on the snow maple tree." Mo Teng's voice seemed a little weak, Wu Wenxu did not delay, he quickly bit his thumb, as the red blood beads slowly oozing out from the wound, Wu Wenxu pressed his thumb on the snow maple tree without hesitation.

Bright red blood slid down the snow-white maple tree, like a dazzling red flower embroidered on the pure white weaving, the snow maple tree was stimulated by the blood, and danced its branches restlessly, and for a while, the sky was filled with snow-white elves.

"Kogas, I'm sorry." Wu Wenxu suddenly hesitated, the magic phantom Kogas gave up his soul to seal the demon Teng, and in the end he released him again, is it really right to do this?

"Do you regret it......" Inside the tree, there was a faint murmur of the voice of the demon, the elegy of the soul has a strong purifying power, especially for dark attribute creatures, Eternal Nightmare believes that as long as it takes another ten minutes, it will inevitably be destroyed.

"Regret, indeed some regrets." Wu Wenxu closed his eyes, his knife-like face was very tight, and even his lips were trembling. Half-ringing, the young man's eyelashes moved, and he suddenly opened his eyes, which did not have the slightest emotional fluctuation, sinking like a pool of black water, and Mo Teng almost thought that he had seen a dead man.

Wu Wenxu stared at the snow maple tree with a smile, and his smile was a little stiff. "But if I don't release you, Kogas's efforts will be in vain, let's get started!"

"Good!" Mo Teng shook his body and slowly stood up, his light white pupils seemed to be contracting, and a black halo was fluctuating from his eyeballs layer by layer, he raised his broken right claw, and said solemnly: "Eternal Nightmare Mo Teng, I am willing to sign a contract with Wu Wenxu and be with me forever, if you abandon it, you will die a tragic death, and your soul will be scattered!" ”

After Mo Teng finished speaking, his fluctuating black eyes suddenly burst into a large piece of essence, and his heart beat wildly. From time to time, a few hard muscles bulged out on Mo Teng's chest, and the muscles bulged up irregularly, and after a while, it was like a deflated ball slowly flattening, and his right arm filled with black gas suddenly swelled several times, and the vertical and horizontal tendons were like the roots of a big tree, almost blowing up his right arm.

"Out!" Hearing Mo Teng's roar, his shoulders, which had increased several times, suddenly returned to their original state, and on his right hand, there was a thick black fog. This dense fog is half the size of a palm, and it is quietly suspended in the palm of Mo Teng's hand, and a few quintessential colored rays pass through the dense fog from time to time, and as the thick fog appears, Mo Teng's powerful aura suddenly wilts, and his body almost loses all its strength.

A few bits of crimson seeped from the snow maple tree, and these few drops of blood seemed to be dominated by some mysterious power, floating gently in the sealing space. Mo Teng raised his right hand weakly, and the black mist in the palm of his hand seemed to have great gravitational force, and the floating blood beads flew towards the black mist at a rapid pace.

"Snort." When the blood touched the black mist, the colored rays that flashed on the black mist from time to time suddenly jumped, and it slid an arc on the surface of the black mist, and then rotated around the black mist very regularly, and this pitch-black fog changed its shape at a speed that was visible to the naked eye. When the dense fog turned into a faint mist, the dancing colored light also turned into a blood-like red, tightly wrapped around the mist. Mo Teng glanced at the mist in his palm with some distress, but the purification space of the seal could no longer allow him to delay any longer, and with a wave of his right hand, this mist actually flew out of the tree!

The mist fell silently in front of Wu Wenxu's eyes with layers like blood streamers. "Swallow him." Mo Teng tilted his oval head, he sat on the ground weakly, and even his muscles were slightly shriveled. Wu Wenxu glanced at the faint black dot in the tree with some disbelieving, if it was some trick by Mo Teng, it would be bad.

Mo Teng seemed to see Wu Wenxu's thoughts, and laughed helplessly: "This is my dark source spirit, the spirit that melts your blood will not pose a threat, you move quickly, otherwise I will disappear into this tree." ”

"Well, I believe in you!" Wu Wenxu pinched his nose, he swallowed the mist in his palm, and there was an indescribable smell of blood in his mouth, which made Wu Wenxu almost vomit.

The mist rolled in his throat, it gradually became hot, Wu Wenxu was stumbled by this sudden scorching heat, and rolled on the ground in pain, his face was extremely pale, he stuck his throat with his blackened hands, the Adam's apple seemed to be stuck in a hot fire, and this fire was like a hot drop of melting steel bar, rolling down his throat into his body drop by drop, making the whole body burn!

In just one minute, Wu Wenxu felt like he had fallen from heaven to tongue-pulling hell, and fled from the eighteenth layer to heaven. Wu Wenxu was panting and lying on the ground, not moving, his dark eyes were a little white, his hands were arched into claw shapes, his nails turned purple because of the fierce scratching of the ground, and even blood oozed from a few nails. At that moment just now, Wu Wenxu really thought that he was going to die.

"Your strength is still too weak after all, and it is inevitable that you will be counterattacked." I don't know when, Mo Teng floated beside Wu Wenxu, he circled around Wu Wenxu, and the feeling of breaking through the seal was really good. "It's good that you're not dead." Wu Wenxu exhaled deeply, and he was alive again.

"Alright, you'll be my master from today onwards, but don't think I'll be at your disposal like any other summoned beast, remember, I'll only show up when your life is in danger." Mo Teng stretched out his hands, those broken nails have been completely restored, at a certain point, he is immortal, as long as there is a dream, he can live forever.

But then again, this kid's mental power is really terrifying. Mo Teng looked at Wu Wenxu with a little joy in his eyes, his magic power that he had not broken through for a long time had a vague upward trend, and the summoned beast could share the summoner's spiritual power, and this spiritual power played a vital role in the improvement of magical strength. Wu Wenxu didn't know that Mo Teng had gained great benefits from himself.

"Then, it's time for this dream to end......" Wu Wenxu closed his eyes stiffly, as if the glass was broken, he heard a loud click, and everything around him was illusory...... "Jiji, you have to be careful of those guys in the council, I will come to see you in my dream when I have time in the future." The last thing that caught my ears was the sinister laughter of Moteng, all of which seemed unimportant......

Darkness, still darkness, there was a ticking sound of water coming from the bottom of my heart, was that the weeping tears of the magical phantom Kogas? No, please don't be sad, one day, I will step on the pile of corpses of the council, raise the bloody banner, and release all the magical phantoms! Wu Wenxu was shocked, he didn't know why he had such a furious thought in his heart, which was extremely contradictory to cowardice, or rather, he was a strong person in his bones?

Wu Wenxu finally opened his eyes, and there was still a noisy cheer in his ears, and his back was already soaked with sweat. There was a sharp pain in the crooked fingers, Wu Wenxu raised his hands, and his nails were like in a dream, and large patches of purple bruises surfaced. There were still a few tear stains on his cheeks, Wu Wenxu wiped his face with his hand, and he left the seat and left the battle situation viewing place of the Majoris Secret Art Center.

"Parliament." These two words were bitten very lightly by Wu Wenxu, but they were categorical, but on the first day of arriving in the Valoran Continent, he formed a bond with the Supreme Existence Council, and Wu Wenxu didn't know whether to say that he was tragic or lucky.

"Before strength, sure enough, all justice is empty words." He smiled to himself as he muttered to himself, in this continent, it is still very difficult to climb alone.

His figure was a little lonely, he knew that at this moment, his heart had undergone earth-shaking changes, the cowardly self seemed to have been thrown far away, and the rest was a little cold, more firm.

Because if you don't want to be trampled under the feet of others, you can only become stronger!