He was dressed in a black robe, and the huge pale skeleton behind him exuded a chilling chill, looking at Mo Yi who was completely immersed in the ghost array, he raised his hand to hold the staff, and the head of the three snake pointed staff rested on the back of Moy's heart: "Moy, do you feel the power of desire?" ”

Mo Yi's soul and ghost array were completely integrated at this time, and he responded in a daze: "Yingzun, I feel it, this is more powerful than the broken heart jade, it makes people obsessed and intoxicated, with it, you can live forever!" ”

"Then you can rest!"

"Xie Yingzun!"

In the next second, the head of the three snakes had stabbed into Moy's body, under the flood of death and cold, Moy's heart was broken, it can be said that he didn't feel the slightest pain, when the blood sprayed out, the gradually reddish mist above the copper tripod immediately transformed into several soul hands in the depths, pulling Moy's overflowing breath tightly, and dragging it into the mist. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

At this point, although his body is cold and about to become a wreck, his desires will always exist in the world, in the long river of life and life of Yinghun.

Ying Hun looked at the tentacles of desire to breathe, the infinite depth made him obsessed, once the Yi clan penetrated the yin phase, controlled life and death, and made many Taoists crazy, and now, he broke through the boundary of life and death at a time with the ghost qi devouring method derived from the Win Clan's Heartbroken Heart Gathering Technique, this mist is the life of the entire Shelley Town townspeople, they use their own weak and insignificant life to gather into an infinitely deep desire to live, which is also the way to cast life and eternal life in a sense.

Ying Hun's eyes flickered, and the desire in his heart was unstoppably released at this moment, Ying Ke, Ying Qi, and even the Ying clan have lost their meaning now, Ying Hun knows that as long as he truly lives forever, then everything in the clan and the path is meaningless to him, because living is the root of everything.

The three snake cane stretched forward slightly and pointed at the humanoid mist that was already dark red like blood condensation, he was Ying Hun's imaginary self, a person who coexisted with heaven and earth, Ying Hun spread his life and breath, and his desire and evil were entangled, the red mist slowly spread along the three snake cane and let him spread in his body, as the mist disappeared in his body, Ying Hun's pale face slowly stretched out, and the carving knife of the past years was far away at this moment.

It's just that Ying Hun's devastating and rebellious behavior has long disgusted the Ying clan, and even Ying Qi, who once believed in him, has a murderous intention.

Like Ying Ke, Ying Qi knew that he was deceived by Ying Hun, an exiled uncle, since the first battle in Wu Cup Valley, but despite the fact that he was more able to endure than Ying Ke, he endured until now before he appeared from the shadows, in order to break everything in Ying Hun and let him die in endless pain.

"Win the sorrow... Win Wound....Kill! ”

The roar shook the sky, the power impacted, at this moment of ingesting desire, a powerful mountain-like soul power came from the bamboo building on the south side of the town, at that moment, the bamboo building collapsed and the smoke and dust rolled, and the three figures attacked Ying Hun like flying arrows.

On the other side, Ying Ke looked at Ying Qi who suddenly appeared, and his heart was full of surprise: "Brother, you have disappeared for half a year, so you were waiting for this moment?" But with the remaining three members of your tribe alone, how can you win this battle! ”

Win Qi's eyes were bloodshot, and his whole body was entwined with wind breath, around his body, the gray soul breath coiled around each other like a wind, and Win Mourning and Win Injury were twin souls, and the ethereal twin souls closely connected the soul breath of the two together, facing the red humanoid mist above the copper tripod. The two roared, leaped forward, and their soul breath suddenly condensed and swirled, forming an extremely strong wind arrow and rushing away, vowing to smash Yinghun's conspiracy.

It's just that Ying Qi underestimated the strength of this exile, and at the moment when the soul breath of Ying Qi and the three of them burst into power, Ying Hun was not only not surprised, but also leaked a happy look, he held the cane in his right hand and was inconvenient, and the left hand knotted the three-gathering desire and ghast breath, and the red humanoid mist immediately differentiated into three figures, flying towards the three of them.

"Qi'er, I've been waiting for you for half a year, and you finally appeared!"

Ying Hun whispered, the thick rhythm seemed to be an invisible coercion rushing to his face, just this blow, Ying Qi only felt like a mountain pressing down, making his body suddenly heavy, and the wind arrow released by the two of them condensed the twin spirit breath was broken through by the rushing humanoid phantom, followed by the phantom through the body, the two of them fell directly back to the ground, spurting blood from their mouths.

In contrast, Ying Qi realized that even if he sneaked attacked, what could he do? The difference in strength is heaven and earth, and the moment he turned his back on the Win clan, he walked into the grave dug for him by Win Hun.

When Ying Qi's body was sluggish and his soul breath was controlled, the humanoid phantom rushed quickly, looking at this demon like a mist, Ying Qi actually saw his face, and he was stunned for a moment, this humanoid phantom howled through his body, and Ying Qi immediately felt his heart tremble, followed by a fishy astringency coming from Hou.

With a mouthful of "wow", Ying Qi spewed out a mouthful of dirty blood, took a few steps back, and fell to his knees, while the humanoid phantom jumped around and played, and the ghost spirit insects that were attached to the corpses of the townspeople gathered on the humanoid phantom at this time, making their appearance clearer.

The three humanoid phantoms were staggered in a trance, and Ying Qi was already dazzled, and at this time he couldn't tell whether it was a demon or himself, because what he could see was himself.

"Ying Qi, sleep, when you sleep, you can see your mother, your father, and all the people in your clan, where they are waiting for you!"

Ying Hun whispered softly, like a requiem, Ying Qi's eyelids became heavier and heavier, his consciousness became more and more blurred, Ying Wai and Ying Hurt struggled to get up from the ground, and the two of them roared with all their might: "Young master, wake up....Ying Hun, you bastard brute..."

Three humanoid phantoms circled around Ying Qi, and when they saw that the endless desire and evil were about to devour Ying Qi's consciousness of life, several figures rushed over, led by Ying Ke.

At this time, Ying Ke angrily reprimanded: "Ying Qi, if you die like this, you will be too ashamed of your branch clan, and if you want to die, you will kill this beast and die again!" ”

Behind him, Ying Gou and more than a dozen Ying clansmen rushed to the front of the copper tripod with magic weapons in hand, and they joined forces to form a knot, condensing their own breath with heart-breaking evil arts, so as to resist the impact of Ying Hun's coercion.

Under the roar of Ying Ke. Ying Qi's consciousness that was about to collapse suddenly condensed, and he regained his consciousness again, he was stunned for a moment, the three humanoid phantoms were about to rush into his body, but he was scattered by Ying Ke's soul breath impact, looking at his younger brother in front of him, Ying Qi's mind at this moment was chaotic like a monstrous river.

"You... This bastard..."

In the end, Ying Qi spit out such a sentence, but Ying Ke didn't care at all, he pulled Ying Qi up: "The Win clan can't die, the Heartbroken Jade Evil Technique can't appear, and the result is such a tragic scene... It's just..."