Before I saw the voice of the comer, it was Thor.

If you don't want to die, beg me, for my fiancée's sake, I can help you stop the thunderstorm." ''Let me ~please~ it's simply~ wishful thinking' Every word he spits out seems to drain all his strength. 'In that case, then leave you to Thor to clean up, and I'll do it myself.' After saying that, he withdrew the mana injected into Huo Mei's body, and the tail was also put away. The nerves are tense for a long time, like a full bow, and once relaxed, there is no excess tension. At this time, Huo Mei was like this, she collapsed directly to the ground without oppression, and the seven red tails were powerless to sway.

'How did you escape the eyes of my thunder god, you evil beast, and you did not repent, but you came to bring disaster to the world. The loud voice rolled like thunder, shook the fire and all the internal organs, and swallowed a mouthful of fishy sweetness. Fortunately, Tang Mo's father and son were in the enchantment and were not harmed. "You~Thor~Good and evil are not ......" stood up and looked directly at the thunder god high above the clouds. Tang Mo was very worried when he saw it, and he wanted to rush out to protect the stubborn woman, but he couldn't cross the barrier, so he could only watch.

'You wicked beast really don't know whether you live or die, and you dare to speak wildly, see how I clean you up.' Because of his anger, his eyes were on fire, white smoke was rising from under his nose, and his wings exploded. Holding the cone and thunder hammer with both hands, he hit Huo Mei with a hammer, and the pure black thunder and lightning were like a huge python spitting out a poisonous core and biting Huo Mei. 'Ah......' was knocked to the ground without any strength to fight back, and his creamy skin was scarred by the split. 'Poof...... Is this ~ a little bit ~ endurant?' The fire that fell to the ground was full of fishy mouth, and she endured the heart-rending pain and pulled the corners of her mouth and sneered easily, "You evil animal, since you are looking for death, then good, I will fulfill you." "Dang Chang" is another hammer, but this time the thunder god was completely enraged, and used the purple gold heavenly thunder that can only be used when the capital punishment is used, and the speed is extremely fast and pointed directly at the fire. 'Boom' billowing black smoke continued to rise, and when the smoke cleared, only the scaly Huo Mei lay on the ground peacefully, and the demonic mandala bloomed under her body, slowly stretching outward. 'Don't ......' With Tang Mo's sad cry, the enchantment shattered into countless stars, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Tang Mo didn't care about anything else, staggered to Huo Mei's side, picked Huo Mei up from the ground, only to find that Huo Mei's appearance had been ruined by lightning, and when he probed his snort again, he couldn't feel any signs of life. 'Mei'er ......' It wasn't until the moment Huo Mei died that Tang Mo really understood his heart, but he just understood that he was indeed dead. Thor saw that he was dead, and he didn't stay anymore, and went back to heaven to resume his life.

The sky was clear again, but when the sun hit the ground again, everything was gone.

'Get out of here, this king will take her back.' Huo Mei's death was not expected by Lan Bing, originally he just wanted Thor to give her some hardship, but he didn't expect her to be so stubborn that she offended Thor, Zijin Thunder Tribulation couldn't stop it with her own mana, so she had to get the holy relics in her hands at this time. 'No, Mei'er is in this calamity because of you, how can I put him in the hands of you, a bloodthirsty demon. Tang Mo hugged Huomei's body tightly. Then let me die. The knobby fingers immediately turned into sharp claws and pulled out Tang Mo's heart, blood gushing out, looking at the body that was gradually falling in front of him.

"Father, don't ......" The departure of relatives and lovers one after another gradually cut Tang Mo's soul like a sharp blade, if the death of Huo Mei made Tang Mo's heart like ashes, then now that Tang's father fell in front of him in order to save him, how could he survive. Gently put down Huo Mei's body, slowly stood up, took out the dagger in his arms for self-defense, and stabbed at Lan Bing. 'Looking for death' The cold light flashed, blood flowed from the corner of Tang Mo's mouth, a paw print was drawn on his neck by blue ice, and the blood stars were all over the sky, splashing fire and her face was warm, which was also the last trace of Tang Mo's remaining temperature in the world.

'It's time to wake up, ......wake up' the voice seemed to come from time immemorial, Huo Mei opened her eyes, and the darkness was at the extreme, 'Who are you?' You can't see anything but the darkness' I am in your heart, I am your hatred, do you want revenge?, if you think, stretch out your hand, and I will give you infinite power. "For the sake of my father and mother, I must take revenge" stretched out his hand into the endless darkness in front of him by feeling, ......and his body seemed to be swallowed by something, and then he fell into a deep sleep.

Huo Ran, the originally lifeless Huo Mei opened her eyes, but there was nothing else in her eyes except blood, full of dead silence, with a ruined appearance, she was no longer Huo Mei, at this time she was the Shura of hell, the original seven tails, and also became nine tails. glanced at Tang Mo who fell to the ground, without any pity, but just walked towards Lan Bing step by step, step by step, flowers, mandala flowers, and the hell.

Lan Bing seemed to smell the Grim Reaper. In order to survive, he first launched an attack on Huo Mei.,It doesn't matter if you don't urge the mana.,I didn't notice it just now.,Now I found out that I was poisoned.,This poison was nothing in the past.,But not long ago, he was seriously injured when he was fighting with the fire.,I didn't notice it originally.,Now under the inducement of poison.,It's actually attacked.。 'Poof' spat out a mouthful of jet-black blood. 'Killing' is like a call to hell.

"Why is this tree so noisy today, is it?" A white-haired old man sat under a towering tree drinking tea, the branches and leaves in front of him were constantly trembling, and the vermilion fruit on the tree was bright in the sun, pondering for a moment, pinching his fingers, 'not good', and galloping away to the mortal world with the dust.