Chapter 7: Throat
Although the god of death is strong, the combination of the two lotuses will enact chaos again, and under the three oaths of Tianwen, the body will fall. The spirit wants to flee and find a chance to return, but the Aragami has already been restored under the arrangement of the six-baht clothes, and the heavenly sword has reappeared in its original appearance, burying the legend of the dead country with a shocking blow.
And just when the god of death fell, outside of creation, an inexplicable and powerful uneasiness infected everyone, and the elite soldiers of the Moon Clan and the world sealed the sword and waited for them, but even the elite soldiers, in the face of such a situation, could not calm down, and could only let the silence and take away the temperature of their bodies little by little.
In the silence, the sound of heartbeat gradually intensified, and sweat rolled down his head little by little.
And when everyone was gradually approaching the limit because of fear, that figure appeared, dressed in black, without face, he stepped out of the hole, the figure was elegant, but it brought people more oppression than the previous silence, this person has no doubt, yes, and can only be.
"It's Luo Yu, everyone retreats quickly."
I knew that a catastrophe was coming, and I knew that a crisis was coming, but the aura emitted by the person in front of me made everyone afraid to the limit, the brain couldn't think, thinking couldn't operate the body, and the instinct was also wrong.
Except for the two of them who quickly retreated at the beginning, the rest of them could only launch a senseless attack on that being under the control of their wrong instincts.
It was meaningless, whether it was the palm wind or the sword, it collapsed the moment it came into contact with the black clothes. The figure didn't make a move, there was no one here who deserved it, he just read the familiar name.
"The Moon Clan, the world seals the sword."
When he walked through, the earth where the Extreme Demon Source had poured out did not leave a trace of life, only a few white bones, proving that something once existed here.
Luo Yu didn't chase after the two fugitives, for him, there was not much difference between them fleeing and not fleeing, it didn't matter if they would inform others or not, he would come to this world again. It's for the endless fire.
The ancient destruction of the world reappeared, no one can be done, there is no danger to stop, this is the greatest despair, even if you escape, you can escape a person, can a clan also escape, even if you really let a clan escape, at that time, it can still be regarded as a clan, but I am afraid that when the time comes, all hearts will be scattered.
I'm afraid that when the time comes, the other party will still not be able to spare his people.
So you can only fight.
In the ancestral land of the Moon Clan, Youming finally regained his past identity and led the Moon Clan and the god of war Cangyue Silver Blood to fight against the Martial Monarch.
"Here, this sense of oppression that is more terrifying than death is him."
"My feet are out of the flames of war, my hands are clenched to destruction, my name is my throat."
The footsteps of the people who came were slow, but the oppression brought by them was very terrifying, there were no too many words, and there was no need for too many words, the Moon Clan would not surrender, and they did not need them to surrender.
"Come, warriors need to prove their worth with blood."
When you hear this, you know that this battle is inevitable, and you kick the ground with both feet, and your body rises into the air, which is the secret trick of the Moon Clan, "The people of the Moon Clan, help me." ”
Suddenly, the people of the surrounding Moon Clan emitted their qi one after another, and they came straight to Youming, and their energy melted, converging into a spear in Youming's chest.
At the same time, Cangyue Silver Blood was brilliant in his hands, killing with the other people of the Moon Clan, buying time for Youming.
Useless.
Luo Yu's move did not come out, but the air flow around his body surged, and the erosion effect of the extreme demon source appeared, and the Moon Clan warriors turned into dry bones, even if the strength of the silver blood was not affected, he reluctantly stepped forward, and the next moment.
Luo Yu summoned, and the silver blood was defeated!
"It's a pity." With a pity, Luo's palm qi sent out towards Youming.
Seeing that the success was lost, a figure suddenly penetrated, with red hair, blue clothes, and a strange figure, but it cooperated very well with silver blood, and the person who came was the mysterious assassin of the Moon Clan, Firefox Yelin, and the two of them fought step by step, and finally lasted until the time.
"Heavenly Immortal Style, Ten Thousand Yuan Return."
The hard support was exchanged for the strongest blow, gathering the power of the entire Moon Clan, and turning into a heavenly spear, like a divine punishment falling, breaking through the body protection qi shield around Luo Yu, and directly hitting Luo Yu's body.
After the huge explosion, the smoke and dust covered everything, as if to pave the grave for such a man who had returned from hell with the grave that he should have laid long ago.
But.
"That's not right." A sense of foreboding rose in Firefox Yelin's heart.
The wind blew, the dust dispersed, and a handsome and evil face stood on top of the deep valley, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if admiring, more like a chuckle, "If you can force me to take off the robe of the dark law, I will allow you to bend your knees under my feet." ”
"Surrender, how can you be worthy of the dead Moon Clan Heroic Spirit?"
"It's a pity that it is better to be my slave than to be my enemy and tremble."
"That's not necessarily, being a slave to someone who doesn't even know what to do is a very bad thing, worse than being a subordinate to someone who knows what to do, but just doesn't tell you."
Luo Yu didn't move, just because of the appearance of another person.
Pang Zhi held the beacon fire for thirty years and appeared from the entrance of the ancestral land of the Moon Clan.
"Are you coming too?"
Fearless, fearless, simply because the new enemy feels rejoicing, rejoicing in the next battle.
"Although I fight, I shouldn't be able to beat you, but if I don't fight, then I won't know what to do, so I'm here."
A sound came, the long sword came out of the sheath, and the sword of the moon piercing was derived from the beacon fire for thirty years, and the distance of 100 meters disappeared in an instant, goodbye, the swords intersected, and a heavy wave of qi was aroused.
Change, feeling a heavy pressure in his hand, Pang Zhi's moves changed, and the light and spiritual moves increased sharply.
"Poof."
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Pang Zhi took three steps back, "Blood robs the sky." ”
The blood did not fly away, but as if it was attracted, it all converged on the blade of the sword, and a murderous aura arose, accompanied by Pang Zhi's attack, destroying everything.
At the same time, the Silver-Blooded God of War, the Lord of the Moon Clan, and the red-haired assassin attacked at the same time, and the three of them joined forces to besiege Luo Yu.
Ji Du shot, whether it is strength, speed or skill, it is impeccable strong, even if the four of them join forces, they can't take advantage of it, and even the four of them are pressed and beaten, and they fall into the worst situation little by little.
"You guys go!"
"Oh, want to go now?"
Ji Du turned his knife, Ji Du broke the sun and killed the Moon Clan's Shuangying, Luo Yu came out, and the eclipse sun palm attacked Pang Zhi.
Suddenly, the four members of the Moon Clan were injured and flew out, and Pang Zhi spurted another mouthful of blood, but he still stood still, "I'm sorry, you guys don't seem to be suitable for this battlefield, it's better to go first." ”
"Damn, go."
"Big brother."
"You, take him away."
Firefox Yelin glanced up, turned around and struck a blow to the faint of Youming, and the two of them and the remnants of the Moon Clan left quickly.
"Aren't you going together, it's useless for you to stay here now, you can also see it, although the strength is about the same, but I am stronger than you in terms of skills."
"It's a pity that the Moon Clan has never left behind the tradition of fleeing from their life-savers." The halberd swept, and the silver-blooded god of war urged the fighting spirit again, vowing to kill a way out for his benefactor.
"Please, I'm not lying, I have a strategy that can definitely escape." Helpless, at least keep that stupid guy first, Pang Zhi's long sword was raised, and then he urged his fighting spirit.
"Come!"