This crazy idea is Mu Hao's death-defying fight, once he succeeds, then after winning Zhou Yan's sequence, his injuries may recover, then he, in the hands of Mo Ming, has a glimmer of life.

And the person in the secret, Mu Hao didn't know who the other party was, and he didn't know what he needed to do, but thinking about it, that kind of existence, what he needed to do, was nothing more than an important chess piece.

"My fate doesn't like to be in the hands of others..."Mu Hao gritted his teeth and didn't answer the person in the dark, he didn't want to be a chess piece, he didn't want his fate to be in his hands.

Even if the other party's cultivation is to the sky, it is still difficult to control Mu Hao's mind.

"Myself, can seek a glimmer of life..."Mu Hao's eyes were crazy, his body, withering at an extremely fast speed, endless vitality burst out in the Nine Colors Dao Platform, and what was even more terrifying was that his own longevity was also fading rapidly.

A strong breath burst out from Mu Hao, who was already dying, making Zhou Yan's incoming kick, and he couldn't move in an inch, let alone touch Mu Hao.

This scene made Zhou Yan, who was full of confidence, suddenly feel uneasy, this emotion was suppressed by him with cultivation, but Mu Hao at this moment was indeed weird.

"The ancestor said that there is a trace of variables in this plan, and this variable exists in Mu Hao..."Zhou Yan muttered, and when he looked at Mu Hao, the murderous intent was extremely strong.

When he stretched out his hand, a drop of blood floated in the palm of Zhou Yan's hand, and as soon as this drop of blood came out, the space was oscillating, and there was a roaring sound.

But then, a rich corrosive power appeared from the blood water, and as soon as this corrosive power appeared, the ground under his feet turned into nothingness, and he felt even more lifeless.

The vitality of the radius of thousands of miles dispersed towards the void at this moment, turning into endless desolation, and a breath that made Mu Hao's scalp tingle was emanated, and then, Zhou Yan waved his sleeves and threw out the blood in his hand towards Mu Hao.

A blood-red trajectory was crossed, and in an instant, it appeared in front of Mu Hao, just like that, it made Mu Hao's eyes have a sense of death.

"In that case, I'll give up my life..."Mu Hao's longevity passed wildly, and in an instant, he changed from a young man to a middle-aged man.

The powerhouse of the three-day realm, Shou Yuan is only a thousand years old, and now Mu Hao, in an instant, a hundred years have passed, turning the power of Shou Yuan into magic.

Countless trajectories, along Mu Hao's platform, condensed on the index finger of his left hand, making Mu Hao's left index finger have a bright glow.

One hundred and twenty years, one hundred and fifty years......

Another very short moment, fifty years have passed, but now, it is not enough.

Originally, Mu Hao thought that the price of one hundred and fifty years of life was enough for him to perform a terrifying technique, but now he knew that those hundred and fifty years were no match for the coming blood.

At this moment, Mu Hao is like skin and bones, and the outlines of his bones are all clearly appearing, only his face is even older.

One hundred and seventy years

Two hundred and thirty years...

In the end, three hundred years of longevity were sacrificed, and the bright light on the index finger of the left hand was incomparably shining, as dazzling as a star.

Then, point out.

A scripture is constantly being sung in Mu Hao's sea of knowledge, it is the Fengtian Sutra, it is the Fengtian Sutra with a super powerful technique.

"Remember, the sky is silent and the way is always there, the power of the poor life is coming against the calamity, the flowers on the other side do not bloom, my thoughts, can not be violated. ”

In the sea of knowledge, all the scriptures turned into a rune, and in an instant, they were imprinted on the index finger of Mu Hao's left hand.

A monstrous breath flickered from the brilliant light, that momentum, the sky was unstoppable, the void did not dare to touch, and a momentum that sealed the sky rose from Mu Hao's body.

"One finger...... Feng Tian..."The death intent in Mu Hao's eyes was pervasive, and with this point, he felt that he was indeed close to death, very close, very close...

Rumble......

The space was shattered, the law collapsed, and nothing could resist that momentum, and that finger, through the drop of blood, came to Zhou Yan's forehead, and a finger, in Zhou Yan's unbelievable gaze, pierced his forehead.

Zhou Yan's expression was that he couldn't figure it out, he couldn't understand it, he knew that he had all the preparations, but he still failed.

Especially the drop of blood, it was an ancient sage, and the rotten water condensed after sitting down, even if he himself, he didn't have the slightest certainty that he could catch it.

This drop of blood is his biggest hole card, among his peers, no one can resist hard, it is simply an invincible magic weapon of his peers, even if it is a cultivation of the virtuous realm, it needs to be treated carefully.

Hate!

He hated Mu Hao, ruined his own creation, and even fell himself.

Unwilling!

He has the support of countless people in the Great Yan Country, has luck, has great opportunities, and has super talent, he is unwilling, and ends up like this.

Before he died, an incomparably powerful resentment was formed in Zhou Yan's sea of consciousness and became a resentful spirit, and the resentful spirit, unusual, had two horns on its head.

When he looked at Mu Hao, he pounced directly.

At this moment, Mu Hao, it seems, has some wrinkles on his face, as if he is about to enter the point of an old man, he didn't talk nonsense, raised his last bit of strength, his heart moved, and the Bodhi staff was inserted beside him.

A purifying power of the horse training came out on its own, and a terrible scream came out, and the resentful spirit of Zhou Yan, at this moment, turned into a burst of white mist, and suddenly drifted away, and condensed in the distance, glanced at Mu Hao, and left resolutely.

"Ten Ancient Divine Soldiers, Bodhi Staff ......" The resentful spirit's face was ugly, and in a flash, he rushed out of the barrier and disappeared.

At this moment, Mu Hao's situation was extremely bad, but at this moment, a mark flickered, followed Mu Hao's fingers, and entered Mu Hao's sea of knowledge.

At the same time, the blood that was pierced turned into water vapor, covering Mu Hao's body, and an extremely strong sense of decay permeated, Mu Hao's already dry body, at this moment, in some places, has begun to rot.

The nine-colored Dao platform in the body was running wildly, the tenth pattern was constantly flickering, and on the nine-color Dao platform, Mu Hao's spirit was also at this moment, almost transparent.

A rich to the extreme, bursting out from the nine-colored platform, this vitality is the original sea of flowers and glazed phantom lotus condensed into a terrifying vitality.

Constantly resisting the decay of the body, after the decay, the vitality makes up for it, and then, it is decay, like a cycle.

But this kind of cycle, for Mu Hao, whose cultivation has now fallen to an underestimate, that kind of pain is like thousands of spiritual ants biting on his body, and the pain is unbearable.

And the flickering mark, after rushing into Mu Hao's sea of knowledge, melted by itself, this mark is the mark of the Great Yan Kingdom sequence, with the addition of luck, and it melted at this moment.

The sequential imprint of the dark kingdom, as if it had a spirit, frantically devoured the fragments of the melted imprint, gradually growing stronger.

Within the six sects and eight countries, the Great Yan Country.

It was originally like the spring season, but suddenly, it snowed, and the snowflakes were not white, but red.

There are twenty-five cities in the Great Yan Kingdom, and all the people are a little dazed at the moment, putting down the things in their hands and looking up at this scene.

Many people walked out of their rooms, looking at the blood-colored snowflakes floating in the sky, falling on their hands, and couldn't help but feel a sense of sorrow.

There are even monks who rise to the sky, even if they are cultivated to the virtuous realm, as long as they are the cultivators of the Great Yan Kingdom, they will feel that sorrow.

"What's going on, why, spring snow..."

"So far, the Great Yan Kingdom has never had this scene, where did the grief come from..."

"Could it be that my Great Yan Country, my luck is gone?"

............

One voice after another sounded in various parts of the Great Yan Country, and many people even shed tears inexplicably, but their eyes were still confused.

The snow falls in spring, and there is sorrow in this blood, and anyone who touches it can feel it, and even some monks guess something.

A sigh spread faintly throughout the entire Great Yan Kingdom, as if it came from everyone's heart, and people at this moment felt the sadness in their hearts even more.

This sigh is issued by the will of the Great Yan Country, and the will of a country is ethereal for the monks, but it is true, it is a sigh.

The hundred generations of the Great Yan Kingdom only recognized Zhou Yan as a sequence, with strong combat power, invincible among his peers.

There is even the strongest person, as Zhou Yan's protector, he is a cultivator, and half a foot has stepped into Gu Xian, and it is even very likely to step over.

In the center of the Great Yan Kingdom, there is a statue, and that statue, depicted by Zhou Yan, is the only one who can accept the worship of all beings.

A strong force of faith flowed in that statue, but at this moment, with the crazy absorption of Mu Hao's sequence imprint, this statue actually had cracks.

Click...!

Tiny cracks appeared, and eventually spread, and a powerful suction force turned into a whirlpool like a black hole, appearing next to the statue.

Half of the rich power of faith was absorbed by the whirlpool, and then, it directly pierced through the void, came to Mu Hao's body, and rushed into Mu Hao's body.

This is the sequence mark that swallowed Zhou Yan, which is equivalent to taking away his creation.

At this scene, the Great Yan Kingdom was shaken, and they all guessed what the reason was.

"Why does it snow fall in spring, could it be that my Great Yan Country Sequence will fall..."

"The snow has sorrow, the burial has a sigh, it seems that it has indeed fallen......"

"Why do you want to kill my Great Yan Country sequence, gather hundreds of generations of luck, and only then do you come to one person......"

.........

A sigh came out, but there was even more roaring roars, and the people of the entire Great Yan Country were a little unacceptable.

At the moment when they roared, an invisible big hand appeared above the Great Yan Kingdom, invisible to the naked eye, unscanned by divine sense, but it could be felt.

The big hand that almost enveloped the entire Great Yan Country was unimaginably big, and then, it grabbed it violently.

"No..."

Countless human spells rose up and bombarded the sky, but they couldn't shake the invisible hand.

Under this grasp, everyone in the Great Yan Country could feel it, and their hearts trembled.

Half of his luck was pulled out by that big hand, hidden in the void, and when he appeared, beside Mu Hao, it slowly merged into his body, but the decaying intent was stronger, as if he was resisting.

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