"It's... How is this possible! ”

Mo Elegy looked at the different demonic beasts behind Mo Zhan, his scarlet pupils shrank sharply, and his eyes were full of incredulity.

"This is impossible, this is absolutely impossible, you are a waste, how can you be a full summoner?"

Mo Elegy frantically grabbed his bun, shook his head, and muttered to himself, as if to convince himself that all this was an illusion.

Mo Ran looked coldly at the ink elegy emanating from the cloak, which was already close to madness, and pursed his lips.

"Poor."

"Master, the poor man must have something to hate, and this kind of person does not deserve the slightest mercy from his master."

Red Flame frothed at the mouth, a faint tiger roar came out of his mouth, and his paws scratched the ground restlessly.

"Yes, master, she doesn't deserve to be forgiven."

The slender fingers of the ghost-faced rakshasa brushed the bewitching face, and the silver eyes looked at the ink elegy, and the bottom of the eyes was cold.

"I understand."

Ink Ran remembered what Mo Elegy had done to Lan Luoyi, and he couldn't forgive her anymore.

"Ink dye, what about all the summoners? You're still no match for me! You'll ever be, still that piece of shit! ”

Ink Elegy screamed and screamed like crazy, she always thought that Ink Dye was a waste, and she never believed that Ink Dye could be called a genius with real ability.

Her memory has always stayed in the time when Mo Dye was bullied.

Ink Elegy's scarlet eyes shone with a dazzling cold light, his hands became claws, and a rich black power emerged.

"Ink dye, today is your time of death! Shadow of the Dark Wood! ”

Countless thick vines appeared out of thin air in the Ink Singer, the original emerald green color was soaked in black fog and turned black, and red barbs grew on the vines, and the tips of the barbs shone with a strange light.

"It's... Mutant vines, highly poisonous. ”

The silver eyes of the ghost-faced rakshasa stared closely at the black vines in the sky, and frowned a little solemnly.

It is also a wood system, so it is natural to know a little more.

"Die."

Ink Elegy stretched out his hands, and the vines swept towards the ink dye as if they were alive.

"Tsk."

The ink dye dodged neatly, holding the ground with one hand, and his body soared into the air, narrowly avoiding the speeding vines.

"Burst of fire, roar."

Red Flame spat out a huge fireball that burned the vines in front of him.

"Water Blade!"

"Thunder!"

"Winding!"

Lan Xi, Nian Lingyu and Ghost Face Rakshasa all made a move, killing the dark vines in front of them.

And at this interval, before the ink elegy had time to curse, the ink dye found the ink elegy in front of the ink elegy in an instant, and the speed was so fast that it only left an afterimage in the same place.

"Ink Elegy, retribution is coming."

The ink-dyed black eyes crossed the cold light, and the dagger in his hand slashed at the white neck of the ink elegy.

Mo Elegy's expression was grim, and he narrowly avoided it, and his fingers covered his neck, leaving a patch of blood.

"How dare you hurt me!"

A bright red wound on Mo Elegy's neck, the pain irritated her brain, making her more and more crazy.

The black qi in his hand appeared, and it struck towards the ink dye.

"Burst of Fire!"

The fireball in Mo Ran's hand came up head-on, and the two forces converged and exploded in the air, causing the ground to tremble.

"What's going on?"

The ground outside the barrier trembled, and everyone exclaimed.

"No, get out of the way, I'm going to check on the situation!"

The firmament frowned, worry palpable.

"No one is allowed to come near."

Jun Chenyuan's purple eyes crossed the dark light, and his breath shook back the people who were walking forward, and even the sky retreated a few steps.

"You..."

The sky is knotted, but the young man in front of him is so easy to shock himself, I'm afraid it's not easy, if he breaks through, he may not have any chance of winning.

"She can do it."

Jun Chenyuan was naturally worried about Ink Dye, he could sense everything that happened in the enchantment, and naturally understood that the identity of the summoner of the entire Ink Dye system was destined to be invincible.

Within the barrier, the power exploded in vain, and the huge impact was scattered, and the ink-stained deft backflip retreated, dissolving the impact.

But Mo Elegy was not so lucky, he was swept away by the impact, and slammed straight into Jun Chenyuan's enchantment, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and fell on the battle platform in embarrassment.

After the impact, the spiritual power in Mo Ran's body actually fluctuated faintly, and Mo Ran immediately sat cross-legged, and the rules of the golden heaven and earth fell instantly.

The four demonic beasts watched Ink Dye's movements, glanced at each other, and rushed towards Ink Elegy.

There is a saying that takes advantage of your illness to kill you.

The skirt of the Ghost Face Rakshasa flicked, revealing her slender thighs, and her hands controlled the vines, winding the ink elegy and binding it tightly.

Nian Lingyu's six wings shook slightly, and flew into the air, and the purple thunder itself appeared, slashing towards the ink elegy.

The tail of the fishtail of Lan Xi swayed, and countless ice picks floated around its body, shooting into the body of the ink elegy.

Red Flame's fireball followed it, melting the ice picks, and the icy water flowed into Ink Elegy's wounds, freezing her lips blue and spitting blood.

"Ahhh

Mo Elegy was hit hard by several attacks, his clothes were torn, and his cheeks were covered in blood.

"Hmph, you can't live!"

Ghost-faced Rakshasa snorted coldly, his hand clenched his fist, and the vines wrapped around Mo Elegy's body gradually tightened, and the raised spikes pierced into her skin, and a little blood oozed from the cracks of the vines.

"No way, this... In the later years of the monarchy, I was powerless to resist. ”

Mo Elegy shouted, his eyes were calm, he was hit hard by many attacks, and naturally he had no time to care about the situation of ink dyeing.

"Mo Elegy, take a good look at it, what level am I?"

Ink-dyed's clear voice sounded from behind the four, and Ink-Ranch's scarlet eyes looked at Ink-Ranch, and then his pupils shrank suddenly.

"The monarch... Monarch Peak! How is this possible! ”

Mo Elegy screamed, as if he couldn't accept the reality, obviously from the beginning, his revenge plan had already been won, what could Mo Dye do in the later stage of a mere monarch, but now, Mo Dye actually succeeded in qualifying, how willing did she be.

The blood vessels on Mo Elegy's cheeks bulged and gradually turned black, flowing with black blood, and blood-red tears were left in his scarlet eyes, which were extremely terrifying.

The black mist around him gradually condensed, and with a roar of the ink elegy, the vines of the ghost-faced rakshasa were exploded, and the huge air flow forced the five demonic beasts back.

The ghost-faced rakshasa was particularly severe, and in the moment the vine shattered, it spat out blood and half-knelt on the ground.

The yellow sand in Mo Ran's hand filled the sky, resisting most of the impact airflow, and the palm of his hand branched out, pulling the five people back to his side.

"Rakshasa, are you alright?"

Mo Ran took out the elixir and filled it into the lips of the Ghost Face Rakshasa, and the breath of the Ghost Face Rakshasa gradually stabilized.

"I'm fine, master, that ink elegy doesn't seem quite right."

Mo Dye looked at the ink elegy that had lost his mind, and the black fog that was getting thicker and thicker, and the doubts in his heart were even worse.

Mo Elegy's strength seemed to grow wildly in an instant, but there was no end, she seemed to have lost her mind, and she couldn't stop muttering to herself.

"Ink dyeing! You're a loser! You can't win me, hahaha, you can't win! ”

Mo Dye stood aside, looking at Mo Elegy, without the slightest emotion in his eyes.

"Master, you obviously didn't do anything, why is Mo Elegy crazy?"

Red Flame shook his big head, and his puzzled golden eyes blinked.

"In her impression, the master has always been the straw bale waste in the past, she is resentful and unwilling, but she is complacent about her achievements and strength, thinking that the master is impossible to defeat her."

Ghost-faced Rakshasa spoke in a light tone, lingering in the world for a long time, she seemed to understand some human psychology, but she still didn't dare to agree.

"Yes, but today's master, amazingly talented, powerful, and even a full-range summoner who has never been seen before or since, the surprise and unwillingness in his heart to be infinitely amplified by Mo Elegy himself, and he deceives himself and feels that everything is an illusion."

Lan Xi's somewhat immature voice was also faint, and her blue moist eyes were no longer confused.

She is not deeply involved in the world, and she does not understand the world, but thanks to the teachings and inspiration of Red Flame, Ghost Face Rakshasa and Nian Lingyu, she now understands some simple truths.

"Lan Xi has grown up."

Mo Dye rubbed Lan Xi's long hair, and his eyes were a little relieved.

"Right now, it's the main task to get rid of her."

Nian Lingyu looked at Mo Elegy's red eyes in vain to lock on the ink dye, and her purple eyes flashed with murderous intent.

"Ink dye!"

Mo Elegy's red eyes crossed the madness, laughing and looking at the ink dye, and the black mist in the palm of his hand was flourishing, enveloping the whole person.

"Tsk, trouble."

Ink Dye rushed forward, countless yellow sand wrapped in the black ball formed by the ink elegy, trapping her inside.

"Master, it doesn't seem to stop her."

The ghost-faced rakshasa felt the rampage of the wood power in Ink Elegy's body.

"There seems to be an elemental force in Ink Elegy's body, but it doesn't exist in any of the five elements."

Ghost-faced Rakshasa frowned, his palms glowing green, thick vines covering the yellow sand.

"It seems to be..."

Nian Lingyu's purple eyes reflected a rich black mist, and he always felt that this power was somewhat familiar.

"The power of darkness."

The thin lips of the ink stain opened lightly, looking at the gradually expanding ball, it seemed that the ink elegy could not be closed.

The four demonic beasts seemed to be a little shocked when they heard Mo Ran's words.

Mo Ran looked at the cracks in the vines around him, frowned, and with a wave of one hand, he took the four demonic beasts back to the spirit world.

"Master!"

"Let us out!"

"Master!"

No matter how much they shouted, Mo Dye was indifferent.

The moment the monster returned to the spirit world, the ball exploded in vain, and the ink dye raised his arm to cover the countless gravel dust.

After a while, Ink Dye lowered his arm and looked at the Ink Elegy in mid-air.

His clothes were torn and wrapped in black mist, his black hair seemed to merge with the black mist, and his scarlet eyes were full of blood and murderous intent.

"Dark Breath!"

A huge ink-like force rushed towards Mo Ran, and Mo Ran's eyes were deep, and in front of him were three pulsing balls of elemental power.

Blazing fire, gentle water, vibrant green.

Ink dyeing binds the three elemental forces together, and the elemental forces of the three colors are constantly squeezed, repelling each other, but fusing with each other.

The ink-stained palms were dripping with blood, and the blood dripped down the fingers and fell to the ground.

Mo Ran was smiling, looking at Mo Elegy's look with pity.

"Why do you pity me!"

Mo Elegy looked at Mo Ran's gaze, his expression was fierce, and the black mist seemed to be getting thicker and thicker.

"Elemental, fusion."

The elemental power in Ink Dye's hand flew towards the black mist, and the two merged, and the blinding light swept around with huge power fluctuations.

Jun Chenyuan's enchantment seemed to be overwhelmed and gradually shattered.

Ink Dye stretched out her arm to block the dazzling light, and her body retreated a few meters, the force of the explosion engulfed Mo Elegy's body, and she didn't even have time to leave a wail before she disappeared, leaving no trace.

The ink dye was also affected by the huge impact force, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and the meridians were somewhat damaged.

The light gradually extinguished, and the battle platform was in shambles, and a huge pit was blasted out by the force.

The dust dispersed, and everyone looked at the stage in a daze, the ink-dyed white clothes were soaked in dust, the edges of the skirt were broken, and they were embarrassed but could not hide their beauty.

The ink-stained pale face curled the corners of Jun Chenyuan's lips, and there was still blood on his lips.

"Chenyuan, I won."