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Invite Yue looked at the ugly corpse in her hand, threw him to the ground, like a tattered doll, and then took out a bottle of ** Dan, poured it into her mouth, and exhaled. The full-text and ad-free novels are all biquge.info on Aishang Novel Network

She also found that after taking ** Dan, the speed of internal force recovery would be greatly slowed down, but the injury and the poison in it at this time made her have no choice.

Fifty percent! There is still fifty percent of the internal force left, which is enough, Mr. Meng, I'm here, I'm here to kill you.

Invite Yue passed through the exit of the stone hall and entered the next place, without the secret control of people, no matter how complicated the ambush is, it is just a floating cloud, and in the face of absolute strength, it can only be crushed.

"Brother Wei, are you leaving too?" Meng Yuan bowed down and picked up the marble marked with number six from the silver plate, his expression gloomy.

Frankly speaking, Mengyuan's attitude towards Wei Wuyan is mostly used, but people are not grass and trees, who can be ruthless. In his opinion, Wei Wuya's life was an out-and-out tragedy. Wei Wuya is a deformed child, from a baby to fame, it is not easy to reach a height that is difficult for ordinary people to reach. What he was wrong was to fall in love with someone he shouldn't love at all, and ruined his life, and his distorted personality was, in a certain way, not the result of that indelible injury.

Meng Yuan left Wei Wuya a glimmer of life, but he also knew that Wei Wuya would probably give up this kind of reluctance to steal his life, the pride of an innate master, the deep hatred that had haunted his heart for twenty years, how could he miss it gloomily when the fire of hope came? He was destined to be like a moth to the light, seeking eternal life in the midst of fire.

"Ding" Another marble fell into the silver plate, the sound was pleasant and beautiful, and the number seven mark on the marble marked that Ying Yue had broken through the Thorn Garden ------ the seventh district.

With a force of two fingers, he pinched the marbles in his hand into a pinch of powder, and Mengyuan's quiet eyes were full of the consciousness of facing life and death.

"Are you coming, very good, I'm waiting for you in the mirror."

On Invite Yue's face, a layer of frost can be scraped, I don't know which guy who lacks virtue will put a real man-eating plant in the area he passed by just now.

She didn't know that this was the masterpiece of He Yunmeng, the leader of the Five Poisons Sect of the First Generation, who poisoned the water source, paralyzed the function of the entire cannibal tree, and then moved the big tree back entirely.

This terrifying plant was really no joke, when it was transplanted, it was just an oversight, and there was a disciple of Wei Wuya, who was stuck by the branches, and turned into a puddle of pus, which was absorbed cleanly.

On this man-eating plant, Ying Yue consumed nearly 20% of his internal strength to turn all the thorny branches of a tree into crushed ice.

She somewhat understood Mr. Meng's plan, and before facing her, she tried her internal strength as much as possible, in order to compete with her moves in the final duel. If this is not the case, that Mr. Dream wants to fight with Ying Yue head-on, which is simply an act of hitting a stone with an egg.

The extraterrestrial heaven arranged by Mengyuan, with three as a group and nine areas, is very exquisite. After entering from the entrance, through a movable wall and lights, the cooperation of the mechanism can divide the opponent into two and assign them to the first ring containing areas 1, 2 and 3, or the second ring containing areas 4, 5 and 6, and if the first and second rings are unfavorable, the opponent will be led into two separate closed areas of seven or eight. Those who can enter the seventh or eighth district must be peerless masters, and the arrangement is mainly based on attrition and delay, striving to weaken the opponent to the greatest extent and fighting a decisive battle in the ninth district. The separation of the 7th and 8th districts ensures their own mobility and secrecy, prevents them from facing each other too early, and also gives them room for adjustment.

It's about his own life, and it's even more about the final benefits of so many means, how could Meng Yuan slack off at the last moment.

Ying Yue cleaned up the broken clothes on her body, fought fiercely, and was seriously injured, and Ying Yue's state at this time had reached the lowest point. But Meng Yuan didn't give her the slightest room to adjust. As long as she wants to take a break, there will be a dozen crazy rats or a few poisonous snakes gushing up not far away. Let her have no other choice but to move forward, as for retreating, thinking of the boulder at the entrance that is worth tens of thousands of catties, Ying Yue rejected this idea.

The pawn who crosses the river, only advances and does not retreat, this is the true portrayal of Invite Yue at this time. She could feel that Mr. Dream was getting closer and closer to her, and she could already feel the other party's gaze.

"Mr. Meng, I'm here, I'm going to use my hand to tear open your chest, let me see what your heart looks like."

Passing through the stone gate in front, a faint coolness came to my face, which was the smell of water. The slight dampness coming from under your feet also proves this.

There was a loud bang behind him, and Ying Yue knew that it was Mr. Meng's hobby, and when he came up, he cut off his back road, and if he didn't break through this area, he didn't want to go out.

But this area is different from those that have been passed, at a glance, there are large and small bronze mirrors, there are more than 300 pieces, and this area is divided into seven or eight connected areas.

At a glance, Ying Yue found that the arrangement of these bronze mirrors seemed to be somewhat familiar.

"Eight Arrays !!"

These more than 300 bronze mirrors, the direction of the layout, isn't it the famous Wuhou Eight Array Diagram?

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, Invite the Moon"

Mr. Meng's ethereal voice came from the air, and at the same time, in every bronze mirror in front of Ying Yue, the figure of a man in black was reflected.

"Where is he" Ying Yue raised his eyes to look around, but he couldn't find Mr. Meng's location, only the mountain wall more than ten zhang high above, and bursts of moisture.

"Welcome to the mirror flower water moon, here, a qiē is like a flower in the mirror, the moon in the water is as ethereal and unpredictable, here, it will also be the final place for you and me to fight life and death, no matter what the result is, you will die here, from now on, there is no one who invites the moon."

Meng Yuan's voice was calm and neutral, and he couldn't hear any fluctuations in his emotions at all, as if he was telling a very ordinary fact.

But Ying Yue knew that the decisive battle between her and Mr. Dream began at this moment.

When it comes to the innate realm, the confrontation of martial artists is not just a fist and foot exchange, but a contest between mood and will, the confrontation between realm and momentum, if two martial artists of equal strength face off, and one side can defeat the opponent's mental defense before the contest and disintegrate the opponent's fighting spirit, it will gain a significant upper hand in the subsequent contest.

"Wei Wuya is dead, now it's your turn." Invite the moon to say.

"I know you killed Wei Wuya, a poor man who once admired you but was insulted by you." Meng Yuan's voice revealed a bit of sadness.

"Hmph, the wishful thinking of a filthy mouse." Invite Yue frowned, as if she had heard something disgusting.

"Jiang Feng said that you are a fire, a piece of ice, a sword, even a ghost, a god, but not a human, hehe, he really didn't say anything wrong, I agree with him, compared to you, a maid is much cuter than you." Meng Yuan let out a burst of sneering voices.

"How dare you put that pair of sluts in front of me." Although Ying Yue wanted to control her own love, the poisonous tongue and dripping poisonous juice of someone in her dream still provoked her heart.

She held up her hand, a glittering sheen in her hand.

"Ming Yugong, come on, let me see again, how much stronger are you than Pixing." Mr. Meng's voice was full of curiosity, but when Ying Yue heard it, it made her heart shake.

"Mercy Star, did you meet her? Hmph, if you really met her, how would you come here alive. ”

"I'm going to disappoint you, compared to you, she is more like a woman, it's a pity, I had to kill her, in the mirror, Meng Yuan raised his hands and made a gesture of listening.

"Listen, she's calling you."

There seemed to be a wind whistling in the cave, and there was a woman's mournful call in the wind, vaguely the voice of the star.

"Sister, I died so miserably."

"Sister, I'm so lonely, come and accompany me."

"Pretending to be a ghost, Mercy never ......" Ying Yue wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Mr. Dream's crazy laughter.

"Never, since you broke her left hand and foot, she has never treated you like a real sister."

"You, how do you know, you're not human...... there was a panic in Invite Yue's eyes, and she shouted calmly.

"This is what she said herself, will it be fake?" Meng Yuan said: "Her last wish is to hope that after you die, you can treat her like a real sister, and I promise to try my best to satisfy her." ”

"It's impossible, how can you kill her." Invite Yue yelled, wanting to prove something, her voice was very loud, but she just wanted to say it to herself.

In March, the peach blossoms are extraordinarily beautiful, and the red leaves are green and intoxicating.

The white snow and delicate flowers in spring shine through the green jade cold in the world.

Meng Yuan chanted this little poem in a low voice and struck the final blow.

Listening to Meng Yuan's voice, Ying Yue's whole person seemed to have lost her vitality all of a sudden, of course she knew what this little poem represented. Two lines of cold tears fell directly down her face.

"It's dead, it's all dead, Jiang Feng is dead, and Lianxing is dead." Invite Yue sat on the ground and muttered in her mouth, she suddenly roared, "So, why are you still alive, why am I still alive." ”

Before she could finish speaking, she had already rushed straight to the bronze mirror in front of her.

Formations are activated!

With the violent departure of Invite Yue, this final battle has finally entered the white-hot stage.

At the beginning of the golden crow, Zhu Hui scattered the green glow.

**Can't see it with chaotic eyes, shining on thousands of trees like a pile.

On Meng Yuan's body, a glass-colored inner breath flame appeared again. He directly entered the state of the Golden Crowfall, and rushed into the formation like this.

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