Chapter 55: Invitation, Emperor Futian, Please!

Mo Wuyan blinked his eyes, trying to see more clearly, but the white figure suddenly blurred again.

Little by little, it disappeared into the air, as if it had never existed.

Mo Wuyan couldn't help but open his eyes wide to confirm if it was an illusion just now. At this moment, a small red circle appeared around Mo Wuyan's pupils.

The circle rotated clockwise along the pupils, enlarging little by little, and turning faster and faster, as if to throw something out.

It wasn't until it turned into a pair of red gears that the speed slowed down and turned slowly.

"Yin Yang Demon Fire Pupil, -5 mana/s

Current Level: Bud, Lv4 (Lv10, Blossom)

The strong pass the power (90% has been lost) and the 50 points required to resolve it"

Suddenly, all the bits and pieces of the Yin Yang Demon Fire Pupil appeared in my mind.

Moreover, some information also puts some people in a state of confusion.

"The system, that strong man transmits power, what the hell is the loss of 90%?!!!"

"The host, the strong man's transmission time, for the night before yesterday, has been 24 hours, 30 minutes and 56 seconds now.

For things that the human body does not pay attention to, the forgetting rate is about 2% per hour, and it will speed up according to the time. ”

"That's not what I'm asking now, and I don't understand it!"

"Host, the point is that you can't understand the back!"

Mo Wuyan's face suddenly darkened, and he felt that his current mood was like a group of white, smiling alpacas (grass mud horses!!) galloping past the Hulunbuir prairie. )。

"System! I asked directly, how long will it be before that transmission will all disappear, and how much will that transmission amount amount to my loss? ”

"If all of them are resolved, the host can advance the Maoshan Ghost Raising Technique to the third stage at one time, that is, the Netherworld, and it will have no effect, and the others will be greatly improved."

Mo Wuyan's eyebrows furrowed for a moment, and then he was relieved, his experience of hunting in the mountains all year round told him.

Relying on weapons and traps will only bury the tiger's belly, only the physique, strength and intuition that you have experienced are the most important!

Suddenly, Mo Wuyan thought of a solution.

"System, can you dissipate all the remaining power at once? And in the form of a pop-up! ”

"Host, put away your careful thoughts, and if you want to break free, just say it, I can't still trap you!"

"Fuck you, who asked me to confess in class last time! And .........."

Just when Mo Wuyan was arguing with the system, he didn't see that a white figure appeared on the shoulder of the vermilion wolf again, gently stepping on his shoulder, as if there was nothing.

"It is expected that in thirty seconds, the scattered gong will be performed! Please host, get ready, prompt, three seconds later, Zhu Wolf and the others are about to turn their heads! ”

Mo Wuyan was stunned for a moment, looked up at the vermilion wolf, the white figure loomed, he always felt that the white figure was looking at him!

Suddenly! Zhu Wolf turned around, just intertwined with Mo Wuyan's gaze.

"Is it pretty? Son of Samsara! ”

The cordial greeting seemed to be boasting about himself, with a hint of showing off, and a hint of inaudible killing intent.

Mo Wuyan subconsciously shook his head, but immediately reacted, and smiled a little stiffly.

"Very ..... It's beautiful! ”

Zhu Wolf was not angry, gently showed a polite but elegant smile, and bowed to Mo Wuyan.

Mo Wuyan was stunned for a moment, what the hell? What the???

"Ladies and gentlemen! Please keep your eyes on Table 3 and enjoy the performance at Table 3! Meat feast! ”

Zhu Wolf excitedly introduced, and while walking towards Mo Wuyan's table, all the surrounding pig customers became excited, screaming wildly, like fans seeing a star they had been in love with for a long time.

Crazy and brainless, it's just crazy!

In Mo Wuyan's heart, he suddenly had a bad premonition, and he realized that Zhu Wolf might be coming towards him.

"There are sixteen seconds left in discrete work, and fifteen seconds ......"

Zhu Wolf approached Mo Wuyan little by little, and the surrounding pigs frantically squeezed onto the stage.

Mo Wuyan even smelled a pig smell, as well as the rich and greasy smell of meat, the two tastes blended together, and even the air became greasy and unpleasant.

"The man on his shoulder is going to arrest you!"

Suddenly, the familiar voice came from my ears again, a whisper, a little low.

Mo Wuyan is very sure, in the past few days, he must have seen me, but who is it?! But I don't have a clue.

But now I care about: "Yin and Yang pupils, open!" ”

Mo Wuyan lowered his head and roared in a low voice, the two red gears in his eyes were spinning wildly, and Mo Wuyan suddenly closed his eyes.

Suddenly raised his head, his eyes were facing the vermilion wolf, and he opened his eyes suddenly, a red light flashed in his eyes, and the gears in his eyes turned wildly.

"Yin and yang are illusory, and the demon fire is broken; Break the delusional pupils and show the original dance form! ”

"Love Silk Gu, Love Silk Screen!"

Suddenly, a cloud of white appeared, and Mo Wuyan's field of vision just covered his vision.

"Seal!"

A familiar cry came from behind him, and the white love silk Gu rushed towards Mo Wuyan from mid-air!

“........ Three, two, one, connect --- scatter the work--- the connection is successful, and the strong scatter gong begins! ”

A momentum of contempt for the world burst out from Mo Wuyan's body, like a sharp sword!

But it is a giant sword in the sword, like a continuous mountain range, a vast land, and it oppresses this space heavily!

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, a boundless momentum, it exploded from the center! It was as if a hammer had hit the air and slammed it into everyone's chest.

The neighing of the surrounding pigs was sluggish, and the white mass was blasted out entirely, and the red wolf's outstretched steps froze in mid-air.

"Dragon in the world!"

"The Gu Emperor is on the march!"

Behind the vermilion wolf, a black dragon rose up, the head of the dragon was facing Mo Wuyan, and black flames shone in his eyes.

"Woo~!"

A low dragon groan exploded from its mouth, and the smoke gradually cleared in front of it, and a red light could be vaguely seen moving in midair.

"Roar~!"

Just as the light was about to burst out of the smoke, an even more shocking roar rang out, as if coming from the primeval world.

Desolate and tragic, full of wild freedom, but mixed with a hint of despair.

"Woo~! Roar~!! ”

Sensing that he had been provoked, the black dragon roared angrily at the source of the sound, shaking the dragon's head, and almost rushed out.

The smoke finally dispersed, and Mo Wuyan's eyes regenerated double pupils, and the blood-red gears were crazy, rotating along the outer pupils, and red light diffused around the pupils.

Behind Mo Wuyan's left, a huge white cocoon stood in a corner, and from time to time a desolate roar came out.

Zhu Wolf glanced at the giant cocoon and withdrew his gaze, with a slight hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes.

"Black Dragon! Kill! ”

"Whew~!"

The earth-shattering dragon's groan exploded in this small space, and all the pigs fell into madness, and the resentment in their small eyes could be turned into weapons.

Mo Wuyan looked at the black dragon that flew in front of him a few times, and then collided with it, and hung a sneer with disdain.

The black dragon became even more angry, roared wildly, and crashed into Mo Wuyan from top to bottom, just at the moment it bumped into Mo Wuyan.

Mo Wuyan took out a red invitation, bit the tip of his tongue, spit out a mouthful of blood on the tip of his tongue on the invitation, and threw it into the dragon's mouth.

"Huangfu Tian, it's your turn!"

"Son of reincarnation, you dare?!"