The blood flowed out with a ding-dong sound, and the cup was quickly full, and then a cold breath flashed, and the wound slowly fused.

The cup spun until the ghost lord nodded, "I changed my mind." ”

Liu Pian and his party suddenly had some rumors, and the grass and trees were all soldiers.

Liu Pian said: "What?"

Qianmingyue's face suddenly changed, and his eyes were a little solemn when he looked at the ghost master, and the phantom of Kujo faintly appeared behind him.

Qianmingyue said, "What?"

"What a little fox, he still has some skills. The ghost lord said with a smile.

"I'm here to give you a creation, don't be angry. The ghost lord smiled and said from this willow pian.

Liu Pian said: "What creation." ”

"Great creation. The ghost lord said with a smile.

The ghost lord looked at Fang Wenwen and the others again: "You can also come, this creation can also make you get a little light." ”

The ghost lord said with a smile, his eyes like a curved moon.

It was as bright as the most dazzling moonlight on that full moon night

It's still the lonely old tombstone, it's still in the night, it's still the thick fog.

The suppression tower still stands somewhere, as if it is a peak that reaches to the sky.

Liu Pian watched the collapse in the distance, countless tombstones turned into powder, and one by one the humans who seemed to be strangely shaped died in the powder.

The ghost lord wants to be in front of Liu Pian's group.

In front of it was endless darkness, black and pure, like the figure of the devil in the abyss faintly revealed.

At this moment, they had already passed through that piece of dark ground, and they had also passed through that large piece of Yuanyang grass.

Liu Pian: They are no longer surprised.

The ghost lord has reached the very center of this at this moment.

The ghost lord looked at the dark curtain and said: "You have been hiding here for thousands of years, I came to see you, and I also want to change your mood, and also to promote the juniors." ”

Between the dark scenes, a huge grimace suddenly appeared, and from the sky, two points of red seemed to be the purest gem.

The blood color is average.

The entire array of tombstones changed shape at this moment.

Liu Pian and his party unknowingly, but they were in the dark scene.

The ghost lord said without the slightest expression: "What? I don't want to, then I have to take it myself, the inscription of the killing vein is not something you can monopolize." ”

The grimace didn't show it, but suddenly smiled, and the sky suddenly took shape.

"Insect carving skills. "The ghost lord said.

Looking at the grimace's angry eyes and dark fingers, the ghost lord shook his finger lightly and pointed to the sky.

The darkness cleared, leaving only one eye, and it was a bloody one-eye.

The words came in an ancient hoarse voice, like the deepest part of the Nine Shadows, and the voice came from all directions.

"Ghost master, I didn't say anything on the day you called the Lord back then, do you really want to separate life and death with me today?"

The ghost lord smiled, and his long hair flew together: "I didn't come today to live and die, I want the town stele god pattern, but don't mention the old year, weren't you also scared of being killed by that madman back then?"

The voice was even more hoarse, as if the killing intent had been revealed again: "Okay, good, you ghost master, good"

The voice of the ancient world changed, and a huge finger as if it was a dry bone pointed here towards the night of the sky.

"You're really embarrassed like this, so okay, okay, I'll make your grave a part of my Hundred Herb Garden. The ghost lord said with a smile.

"Good, good. It seems that we are really going to make a break in front of these juniors. The old voice suddenly sharpened.

The huge fingers were old as if they were skin and bones, and strange earth, wind, water, and fire kept emerging around the bones. It's like it's about to break new ground.

Liu Pian knew that this creation was really not low, and this kind of battle almost gave Liu Pian and his group a starting point to go to that level.

Such a battle is hard to come by.

Liu Pian looked at the distance with a scarlet murderous aura in his eyes, and he was already watching the battle.

Fang Wenwen and they are the same, after watching such a battle, Fang Wenwen knew that this ghost master couldn't kill them at all, but didn't want to kill them.

It's a big gap, really big.

Liu Pian watched the scarlet murderous aura in the distance continue to change.

That finger was almost in front of Liu Pian's eyes, and Liu Pian thought of more than a dozen ways to break it, but there was no way to avoid the threat of his own death.

The ghost lord smiled and said, "Juniors, take a good look." ”

The ghost lord raised his hand and his five fingers were like jade, and pushed forward, as if it was like pushing the water waves, as casually.

But it was between that light and that finger that the heavens and the earth changed.

In an instant, the entire space shook.

The things inside the vine didn't dare to raise their heads, and their eyes were full of fear that they had never seen before.

The black twilight receded, and endless ghostly energy emerged.

The ghost lord said, "Do you still have any skills? ”

After the ghost lord finished speaking, he didn't allow him to reply at all, and gently stretched out his hand in the mist, and then grabbed it.

Liu Pian felt that the power of the rules was the rules of this small world, and they all danced between the hands of each other, not with the hand, but as if the slave had seen the master, he used the rules.

The entire small world seems to have become the ghost lord's herb garden at this moment, and the master of the tombstone is like a grass that can be taken out of the herb garden.

Casual very.

Liu Pian saw the appearance of the tombstone master clearly at this moment.

It was a human thing with white curved scales all over its body, but it was full of black eyes that flashed between the scales.

But he could only look at the ghost master with resentment.

The ghost lord's hands had gone deep into the tombstone master's mind.

The Lord of the Tombstone was grabbed in this way, and the five fingers of the Ghost Lord dragged the Lord of the Tombstone from the head of the Lord of the Tombstone.

Liu Pian saw that the body of the Lord of the Tombstone was so big.

The body that begins to emerge from the head of the cloud hangs down the head of the cloud.

That body was a little like the Kunpeng in that scripture.

"There is a fish in the north of the underworld, its name is Kun, the Kun is so big, I don't know how many thousands of miles it is, and it turns into a bird, its name is Peng, Peng's back, I don't know how many thousands of miles it is, and it flies angrily, and its wings are like clouds hanging from the sky. ”

The Lord of this tombstone also has a bit of such momentum.

The ghost lord smiled and said, "Look, the creation is coming." ”

As soon as the ghost master's hand stretched out, Liu Pian saw that he had grabbed a huge eye in the huge brain of the ghost master.

The eyes were all covered with blood-colored lines, strangely twisted.

When the ghost lord took out his eyes along the wound, the body of the tombstone lord also fell from the cloud.

It was like paper that had rotted for many years, broken pieces and scattered in that small world.

The eyes of the Lord of the Tombstones seemed to be lifeless.

At this moment, it suddenly turned into a dark gray.

"Are you really going to kill them all?" the voice came, and the huge eyes did not move, but the gray was gathering more and more.

A psychedelic aura of darkness came out of those eyes.

The ghost lord said: "Then what do you think?" ”

The huge eyes suddenly emitted a huge gray light, and the ghost master's fingers shattered under this gray light, but there was not a drop of blood left.

The ghost master's body suddenly moved, as if he was ignoring the distance of space.

Another eye appeared on the other hand of the ghost master, but at this moment, it had regained its blood-red color.

The ghost master's other hand was a thumping body, and one hand grew out in an instant.

The ghost lord said: "You didn't use the town stele god pattern like this. ”

The ghost lord's fingers suddenly became very long, and they slashed towards the eyes,

A faint gray flame surged between his fingers.

The huge eyes suddenly spread out blood, and the ghost lord suddenly pulled out a tombstone as if it was another person in that huge eye, which was full of strange eyes, blinking and blinking.

Liu Pian's heart suddenly beat wildly, as if he was controlled by the tombstone in an instant.

Liu Pian felt a sudden cold breath from her body before recovering, and Liu Pian saw what was in her eyes.

The tombstones are covered with inscriptions. But Liu Pian didn't recognize a word.

The ghost lord wiped it lightly with his hand, and a resentful voice appeared.

"What a ghost master, I am immortal, after a thousand years, I will be resurrected again in this tombstone land, I will see if I can kill it then. The voice of resentment seems to come from the sky, and it seems to come from the heart of everyone.

The ghost lord looked at the tombstone that had become like a smooth pebble and said, "If I can kill you once, I can kill you a second time." ”

The ghost lord looked at Liu Pian and said, "This is the creation I want to give you, you don't need anything to do, just owe me a favor." ”

Liu Pian looked at the tombstone divine pattern and knew that this was a real Dao artifact.

Liu Pian knew that if he asked for this thing, he would take over the cause and effect of the ghost master, and he would have to pay as much as he wanted.

The ghost lord seemed to see Liu Pian's hesitation and said: "You want to go down to the Nine Shadows and enter the Heavenly Demon Palace, what can you do if you don't have a real killing weapon, and then the favor belongs to you, when the time comes, whether you want or not, it is your own business, and I will not force you." ”

Liu Pian nodded silently and said, "I want it." ”

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