"You! You are Xu Gongzi!The young sect master of the Qingxu Sect who disappeared three hundred years ago, Xu Gongzi!" Emperor Feng Chime exclaimed.

The aftermath of the exclamation was still echoing in the air, and only a few soft "clicks" were heard, and a slight crack appeared in the monstrous blood sword.

Gradually, the cracks swam like blood snakes, more and more, more and more dense, but after a few breaths, the monstrous sword body finally couldn't support it, and it was instantly shattered, turning into a rain of blood in the sky, pouring down.

At this time, the three of them found that they could move, and the three of them knelt heavily on the ground, their hands were powerless to lift, and a burst of uncontrollable fear poured out, and death seemed to be so close to them at that moment just now.

The ghost Cangzhen was standing in the middle of the blood rain at the moment, his eyes were blank, looking at the emperor wind chime emptyly, and muttered in his mouth: "Young Master Xu.... Xu Gongzi ....."

Suddenly, he held his head and twitched, and roared like madness: "Ahh......h No, I'm Xu Gongzi!"

And the cultivation of the ghost cang real person also became stronger and weaker with the shouting, when he shouted "I am Xu Gongzi", the cultivation skyrocketed instantly, and when he shouted "I am the ghost cang", the cultivation actually fell back to the corpse dog realm.

With the continuous change of the momentum of cultivation, all the buildings in the ghost city began to gradually weather, turning into a sky full of blood and qi, all of which converged on the side of the ghost Cangzhen, constantly rotating, forming a monstrous tornado, thundering, wind, endlessly.

The two flying swords of red and silver beside him were also flying rapidly with the tornado, as if they had lost control.

Seeing this, Mo Chen shouted, "There is a chance, he has been devoured by the magic trick!"

The three of them had the same mind, and without Mo Chen's command, they immediately got up and rushed into the blood and qi tornado.

As soon as he entered this storm of blood, the wind was howling, the wind was too strong, and he immediately felt that it was difficult to move forward, and at the same time, lightning swept beside him and overhead, falling one after another, and each lightning was almost the thickness of a bucket, if it was struck, he would die.

Yan Hao rushed to the front, and roared angrily: "My martial arts have a strong impact, I'll open the way first!", he slammed his legs on the ground, struggled to jump into the air, raised his hands and grasped the handle of the heavy hammer, his whole body was full of blood, his clothes bulged high, and his skin seemed to be burned red by the blood in his body, and even more, there was a trace of blood flowing out of his seven orifices.

Yan Hao is still standing in the shadowless realm, his physical body has not been transformed by the aura of heaven and earth, and his body has already been overloaded by the use of martial arts many times in a short period of time.

But at this time, he couldn't think about it anymore, and in an instant, the hammer at the top of the long handle turned red again, and the temperature was so high that it seemed that the surrounding air was twisting and burning.

The hammer trembled, hummed, and even made a scorching sound.

He smashed the ground with all his might, and with a loud bang, a huge deep pit, blazing flame light erupted from the heavy hammer, and a blazing pillar of fire rose from the deep pit.

In an instant, the blood and qi tornado was opened by the monstrous pillar of fire, and a huge opening was opened.

Seeing the situation, Emperor Feng Chime blocked the front with both hands to resist the blood-colored strong wind, turned his head to look at Mo Chen, and said, "Mo Chen, can you use the thunder martial art you just now again?" ”

Mo Chen said solemnly: "You can only use it for the last time." ”

"Okay!" I saw her hands crossed on her chest, and the Xuanhuang runes on her forehead seemed to be shining with her last brilliance, the light became more and more intense, brighter and brighter, and one after another Xuanhuang light radiated out, and the blood qi in the sky was dispelled as soon as it touched this light.

Under the background of this yellow light, the emperor's wind chimes fluttered in white, as pure and beautiful as a fairy, which was intoxicating.

Seeing the opportunity, Mo Chen immediately rushed into the eye of the storm: "Help me stop the flying sword!" he yelled.

Emperor Feng Chime stretched out his hand and struggled a little, and the Moon Silver Wheel flew to Mo Chen's side, circling back and forth, protecting his safety.

As he walked, he trembled and raised his hands, just with this one movement, at this moment the ink dust seemed to lift the entire sky.

With a "click", Mo Chen's arm was overwhelmed, and it was about to break a bone, and gradually twisted.

In an instant, the wind was fierce, the dark clouds were rolling, and a huge and incomparably large heaven and earth coercion filled the air.

There was a loud "boom", and there was a thunderous roar in the sky, and white lightning swept through the sky, slashed straight down, and fell into the hands of Mo Chen.

I saw that his arms were shining with thunder and lightning, and the lightning was dancing, like a god.

His figure had already been restrained by the Heavenly Mighty Divine Thunder, but he roared angrily: "Heavenly Might, it's not enough! It's not enough! Come again!"

"Boom" was another loud bang, and the sky was roaring.

A mortal who hadn't even reached the Spiritual Light Realm seemed to be challenging Tianwei!

A huge thunder that far surpassed the previous one instantly slashed, and suddenly the wind and clouds changed color, and the blood-colored tornado was scattered by half a point by this giant Tianwei Divine Thunder.

And Mo Chen withstood the power of the backlash, and blood oozed out from his body, and at this moment he looked like a bloody man.

His expression began to be in a trance, and his vision gradually became blurred, just when he was about to lose his support, he suddenly felt two palms behind his back against his body, he suddenly felt a clear feeling in his heart, and the pressure on his body was also shared by most of the time.

At the same time, two voices sounded:

"Ink Dust, and me!"

"Brother Mo, and me!"

Mo Chen only felt as if he had inexhaustible strength in his body, his blood and qi surging to the limit, and the thunder light of his arms was like a round of scorching sun.

I only heard him shout, and his hands slapped the chest of the ghost Cangzhen with all his might.

A white light filled the heavens and the earth, and the gods and Buddhas all over the sky chanted together!

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When the white light ended, the vision gradually recovered, and I saw Mo Chen's palm piercing through the chest of the Ghost Cang Zhenren, and the wound was so huge that almost the entire body of the Ghost Cang Zhenren was empty.

And at this moment, the ghost cangzhen was smiling, his eyes were clear, as if he was full of righteousness, and he kept wailing.

With all his strength, he raised his hands and grabbed the ink dust.

Mo Chen suddenly felt a force, like a torrent of power pouring into his body, and then through the palms of the two of them, surging into the bodies of Emperor Fengjing and Yan Hao.

At the same time, with the torrent, there are also fragments of memory.

A woman in a cloth shirt, kneeling on the ground, kept crying, she grabbed the hand sleeve of the ghost cangzhen: "Sir, please, can you give me some silver, my father has pulled me alone since I was a child, and now I am seriously injured and in danger, I need Fang Huacao to save my life, but my family is poor......"

"After my father recovered from his injuries, he made cows and horses for my husband in early summer. ”

The picture flashed, and the woman in the cloth shirt stood in front of the ghost Cang Zhenren, and the ghost Cang Zhenren said: "Just call me Xu Gongzi, since you have come to my Qingxu Sect, it is also related to the Tao, but it is mundane, so the name of early summer should be simply changed." ”

Woman in a cloth shirt: "All obey the orders of the son." ”

The picture flashed again, at this time the woman was already wearing a gorgeous dress, and her grace and luxury added a touch of charm and charm, she hugged the ghost cangzhen: "Childe, slaves don't need water spirit beads, slaves don't want to cultivate, no matter whether the slave is pure or not, as long as they can accompany Gongzi, it is enough." ”

In the last memory, the ghost cangzhen was surrounded by eight red-clothed cultivators, and at this time he was covered in wounds, and his left arm was also empty. On the other hand, those red-clothed cultivators were all fierce, and there was a blue spirit body behind them.

"Hehe, the Blood Demon Sect is so generous, it dispatched twelve cultivators from the Wandering Soul Realm to encircle and suppress me, and I also beheaded four of them," Ghost Cangzhen sneered.

The red-clothed cultivator at the head said, "The Qingtian Condensing Sword Technique is really extraordinary, but if you can get your head from Xu Gongzi, even if we all bury with you." ”

This is the end of the picture, and the three of them come back to their senses and look at each other.

Mo Chen looked at the Emperor Wind Chime suspiciously.

Emperor Fengchi said shockingly: "This is the ghost cangzhen who passed on all his cultivation to us, and after that, there will be no bottleneck before we enter the corpse dog realm." ”

At this time, the eyes of the ghost cangzhen were clear, but the whole person exuded a little blue aura, and it was constantly floating into the air, like a galaxy.

With a grateful smile on his face, he hoarsely said intermittently, "Thank you... For me.. Say.."

The three of them could see that the person who was talking to them now was no longer the ghost king and the ghost Cangzhen, but the former and current young sect master of the Qingxu Sect, Xu Gongzi.

They couldn't help but change their faces, and said solemnly: "Young Master Xu, say it."

"I.... Think.... She..... Bring... She"

Mo Chen's body was shocked, and at the last moment, Xu Gongzi was thinking about the woman in his heart, what an unforgettable love.

After saying this, the strength of Xu Gongzi's hand holding Mo Chen's hand slowly weakened, as if he had exhausted all his strength, the brilliance in his eyes became lighter and fainter, and as the blue aura continued to drift away, his body seemed to gradually become empty, and even the sound of gasping was gradually inaudible.

Mo Chen grabbed Xu Gongzi's ethereal body and roared: "Is it the woman in the memory, Xu Gongzi, you speak!

"Clear the void.... Sect.... Early summer...."

At the end of the words, it gradually became inaudible, and when the last Xia character was spit out, the last bit of spiritual light in the whole body of the ghost Cangzhen also drifted away, and the body suddenly turned into flying ashes, piled up on the ground, completely scattered, and there was no reincarnation.

At this time, the blood in the sky also disappeared, the blood-red sun and moon opened and separated again, the red light disappeared, and the yellow scorching sun shone on the earth.

As soon as the wind blew, the ashes scattered, and a flash of light on the ground attracted Ink Chen's attention, and he calmed down and reached out to pick it up.

"It's... Water Spirit Bead!" Emperor Wind Chime exclaimed.