Mo Ran looked at the man in black who walked out slowly, and chagrin flashed in his purple eyes.

Damn, I forgot about him.

The man in black slowly raised his head, stretched out his withered hand and took off his huge hat, revealing his terrifying face.

The gray-white skin of the dead tree was clinging to the bones, and the thin lips were so pale that there was no trace of blood in a strange arc.

The most noticeable thing is that pair of bright red eyes, bloodthirsty and terrifying, full of greed.

"Ink dyeing, hehehehe......"

The man whispered the ink-stained name, and his scarlet tongue licked the pale lips.

"Who the hell are you?"

Mo Dye's brows are tightly locked, this kind of feeling that everything is out of control is really unpleasant.

"You don't know who we are, but you, I'm interested.

Dual Summoner, let me try your abilities. ”

After finishing speaking, the thin body of the man in black burst out with majestic power.

Feeling the heavier and heavier pressure in the air, Mo Ran and Jun Chenyuan's hearts sank.

His Holiness is of the third level.

This is the most formidable opponent that ink dyeing has encountered today.

Mo Ran and Jun Chenyuan resisted, and Ya Le Yin, who was already seriously injured, was stunned by the life of the man in black, and Mo Ran quickly put her into Biluo.

"Dye'er, they seem to know everything about you."

Jun Chenyuan looked at the banter in the red eyes of the man in black and asked about Mo Ran.

"Well, coming at me."

Mo Ran knew in his heart, it seemed that they didn't know about the whole system, and this left her a lot of hole cards.

"Red Flame Rakshasa, prepare for battle!"

Ink-dyed summons the contract beast, ready to go.

"Hahaha, a few half-old hairy children also want to fight with me, mayflies shake the tree, hum!"

The man in black snorted coldly, and with a flick of his wide cloak, countless thorns rose from the ground and rushed towards the ink dye.

"Shield of Earth!"

The ink stain condensed in front of him into a huge shield, which could block the strange thorns.

"Wood Barrier!"

The ghost-faced rakshasa stood behind Mo Zhan, holding flowers in both hands, and countless vines protected Mo Zhan.

"Four series? I'm really surprised, it seems that the information is wrong. ”

The man in black muttered to himself, but there was still absolute disdain in his eyes.

In less than a moment, the ink-stained earth shield shattered and turned into elemental power.

The vines couldn't support it either, and they were torn apart by thorns, and the ghost-faced rakshasa spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to one knee.

"Tsk, the disparity in strength is too great, Rakshasa, return to your position!"

No matter how the ghost-faced rakshasa called out to Mo Dye in the spirit world and asked her to let her out, Mo Dye didn't respond.

Countless strange black thorns were unhindered and went straight to the ink.

Inkdye dodged the thorns with a nimble backflip, but the thorns' trajectory did not change, and he suddenly made a detour behind him.

"Burst of Fire!"

"Fireball!"

Red Flame spits out a huge fireball that stacks with ink-stained attacks.

Ink dye mobilized spiritual power, and the huge fireball burned all the thorns.

"It's funny, just a commander level can actually destroy my dark thorns."

The man in black still smiled mockingly.

Mo Ran looked at the corners of the black-clothed man's sarcastic mouth, and the anger came up at once.

"Damn, be Miss Ben's soft persimmon, right, Chen Yuan, use that trick!"

Mo Ran shouted at Jun Chenyuan.

Jun Chenyuan naturally understood the meaning of ink dyeing, that move was the one they used to deal with the ghost-faced rakshasa when they first met.

Give the dummy.

"Array of Fire, rise!"

The ink dyeing quickly formed a seal in his hand, and with a strong push of his hands upward, a raging flame ignited under the feet of the man in black.

"Look how big the waves you can make."

The man in black was still unmoved, in his opinion, a female doll at the level of a commander was not enough to be afraid at all, and the young man who couldn't see his strength must not be irrelevant.

"Chenyuan!"

"Thunder's Fury!"

The two shouted in unison.

The thick purple lightning slammed down on the man in black with a terrifying aura, and the flames of the fire array indirectly increased the power of the thunder fury.

The patriarch's residence was blasted open, and the dust and flames scattered in all directions, falling from the sky, and the entire courtyard was shattered.

The people of the tribe were attracted by the earth-shattering explosion and gradually gathered here.

Mo Ran and Jun Chenyuan fell from the sky, and their robes were embarrassed by the flying smoke and dust.

"Master, he should be dead now."

Red Flame looked at the ruined environment around him, his fiery red eyes blinking.

"No, Venerable level, I won't die like this easily."

Ink-stained black eyes were fixed on the center of the explosion.

"Five series, all systems, ink dyeing, you hide deep enough, I guess Lord Zunshen knows, he will be very excited, hahahahahahaha......ha

An eerie maniacal laugh came from the center of the explosion, and the powerful aura instantly dispersed the smoke and dust in the sky.

The black cloak of the man in black was shattered by the ink stain and Jun Chenyuan, revealing a thin body under the robe that was close to the bones, and his complexion was abnormally gray.

The blue and red blood vessels alternated, and the whole person looked like a dead corpse, which was terrifying.

"Who the hell are you? What is the purpose? Why is it targeting me? ”

Ink Dye shouted, listening to the three appearances of the Venerable God, the feeling of the unknown made Ink Dye feel more frightened than ever.

Ink Dye's clenched fist trembled slightly.

Jun Chenyuan's warm and powerful grip on the trembling fist of the ink dye gave her warmth and strength.

Jun Chenyuan is telling Mo Ran that she is not alone, she still has him.

"Hahahaha, ink dyeing, ink dyeing, the Relict Phoenix Clan is just the beginning of our conquest of this continent!

That Yarbo killed his brother and imprisoned his nephew, trying in vain to control the entire Relic Phoenix Clan, but unfortunately, he was just a puppet, which was really ridiculous.

But you, Mo Dye, the summoner of the whole system, gave me such a big surprise. ”

Mo Ran thought about everything, and found that she was stuck in a dead loop, but fortunately she gave up, and she looked straight at the crazy red eyes of the man in black.

"Knowing my secret, you, the time of death has come."

The man in black laughed maniacally as if he had heard some kind of joke.

"Hehehehehehehe, arrogance!"

And just when Mo Dye and the man in black confronted each other, most of the Relic Phoenix Clan gathered around to check the situation.

Naturally, when they heard the words of Yarpo colluding with an unknown organization to kill the patriarch and imprison the young master, everyone was stunned for a moment, and then reacted.

"The old patriarch is dead?"

"Elder Yar killed his brother and took the throne?"

"Why did the Relic Phoenix Clan have such a scourge?"

"What about Miss Young Master?"

"Didn't you hear what the man in black said, he's the culprit!"

"Kill him!"

"Kill him! Steal my clan's art, kill my patriarch, unforgivable! ”

"Kill him! Kill him! Kill him......"

Mo Ran looked at the emotional remnant of the Feng clan, and hooked the corners of his lips that were slightly pale: "Trouble other clans, their hearts can be punished." ”

"Hmph, ignorant people, today, I will let your Relic Phoenix Clan exterminate the clan!"

The man in black didn't seem to look right, and there was a black liquid flowing from the veins of his body, which was very obvious on the gray skin.

The scarlet eyes became more and more red and weird, and the whole person was terrifying.

"Dye..."

Jun Chenyuan felt the increasingly powerful aura around the man in black, and held the ink-dyed hand.

From just now, the ink dye had a flash of inspiration, and he had confidence in his heart.

"Chenyuan, trust me."

Mo Ran back and held Jun Chenyuan's big palm.

"Red Flame Returns!" Ink Dye put away the red flame and took out a scroll from Biluo.

“......”

Looking at the scroll in Mo Ran's hand, Jun Chenyuan's eyes flashed, and just as he wanted to say something, he was interrupted by the powerful energy emitted by the man in black.

Mo Dye opened the scroll, and a powerful attack belonging to the ninth level of the Venerable instantly crushed the power of the man in black until it was engulfed.

After a powerful burst of coercion and blinding white light, only some dust resembling ashes was left in place, and when the wind blew, it disappeared without a trace.

It took a long time for the ink to stain his eyes before he regained his vision, threw away the broken scroll in his hand, and rubbed his aching fingers.

Just as he wanted to say something to Jun Chenyuan, the promotion omen in his body rose in vain.

The golden rules of heaven and earth fell, and the strength of the ink dye slowly improved.

The remnants of the Phoenix clan also came back to their senses, looking at the golden-clothed girl in the golden center, and the silver veil flying behind her.

The embarrassment can't hide the thousands of graces, and that figure seems to be deeply engraved in everyone's hearts and cannot be erased.

Jun Chenyuan stood aside, looking at the ink dye in the promotion, his eyes flashed with tenderness.

The power of the ink dyeing hits the bottleneck, and the promotion begins.

That power broke through layers of obstacles, dominated the middle stage, and led the late stage, and it was about to reach its peak when it could be stopped.

The ink dye was upgraded two levels in a row, making the surrounding remnant phoenix people dumbfounded.

No one noticed the blue fall on the long fingers of the ink dye, emitting bursts of dazzling light.

The ink dye gathered his strength and opened his starry eyes, and the brilliance in his eyes was dazzling.

"Ran'er, congratulations on making the cut."

"Thank you Chenyuan, thanks to the teacher's picture scroll, I was able to escape this catastrophe."

Mo Ran patted the dust on the two of them, and his heart palpitated.

If it weren't for the three paintings left by the teacher at the critical moment, they might have been more than lucky.

"The Relic Phoenix Clan worships the benefactors."

The overwhelming call reached Mo Ran's ears, and Mo Ran hurriedly waved his hand.

"No, no, no, you don't have to."

"It was you who saved the Relict Phoenix Clan, and you are our benefactor."

An old man standing at the front held the hand of the ink dye, they were not the kind of people who had no brains.

Watching Mo Dye defeat the man in black, even though maybe Mo Dye was for her own purposes, she saved the entire Relic Phoenix Clan.

She can afford this benefactor.

Mo Ran helped the old man, and his heart was full of emotions.

Mo Ran comforted the good clansmen and told them that the young master and the young lady were safe, and returned to Biluo.

The remnants of the Feng clan are renovating the patriarch's courtyard.

In Biluo, Yar Xuansheng had already woken up and was taking care of the unconscious Yar Leyin.

"Young Lord Jarre."

Mo Ran and Jun Chenyuan slowly approached.

"Don't call me the young master, call me Xuan Sheng, the two are not only the benefactors of my brother and sister, but also the benefactors of the entire Yifeng clan, this young master, I can't accept it no matter what."

Yar Xuansheng shook his head, owing himself to Mo Ran and Jun Chenyuan.

"Okay, I'm Mo Ran, and this is Jun Chenyuan."

"Isn't Rakune awake yet?"

Ink Dye decided not to dwell on the matter, and looked at Yarleyin.

"Sister, she hasn't woken up yet, but it's fine, she has paid the price of the wheel of fate, it's okay."

"Do you know the wheel of fortune?"

Mo Ran looked at Yar Xuansheng rubbing Yar Leyin's white hair.

"Naturally, the activation of the wheel of fortune is maintained by the life force of the caster, and she can't open it a second time, otherwise, she will die."

"It seems that it is the same as I thought, you two take these pills together, Xuan Sheng, the Relict Phoenix Clan still needs you."

Mo Ran looked at Yar Xuansheng's dull eyes, and couldn't help but express encouragement.

"I understand, thank you, Miss Mo, Jun Gongzi."

Mo Dye shook his head: "Just call me Mo Dye." ”

"Okay, ink dye."

Night had quietly fallen, and the patriarch's courtyard had been almost trimmed.

Mo Dye and Jun Chenyuan stayed in the guest room.

Yar Xuansheng will take Ya Le Yin out of Biluo, put it on the bed, cover her with the quilt, and reach out to stroke Ya Le Yin's sleepy cheek.

"Leyin, my father has passed away, my brother has to shoulder the mission of the Relict Phoenix Clan, you have worked hard, leave everything next to my brother, you don't have to worry anymore."

Yar Xuansheng looked at Yar Leyin's tired face, rubbing her closed eyes, and pity crossed her eyes.

I'm sorry my brother worried you.

Yar Xuansheng stood up, sorted out his expression, brushed the hem of his clothes, and walked out the door.

As Mo Ran said, the current Relic Phoenix Clan needs him.