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Boom!
A black ripple spread from Yan Mo's body.
The stern wailing pierced through the darkness, white bone skeletons flew all over the sky, and the black flames instantly formed a hideous and terrifying huge ghost face shape, enveloping everything around it.
Yan Mo's figure is also changing, his height has instantly increased to more than ten feet, ferocious bone spurs grow from the chest, back, and shoulders, and countless skulls are surging and squeezing, forming a layer of scalp hair. The dense bone armor of hemp spread all over every part of the body.
Just the next moment.
The blazing white flames rose up, forming a sharp contrast with the black flames on the opposite side.
Boom!
The two equally ferocious behemoths collided fiercely without hesitation.
A huge and dull cracking sound sounded slowly.
Countless skulls are mixed with the weeping and howling of countless creatures, as if the god who gave them life is dying, thus sending out a desperate cry.
Youquan squinted his eyes, and through the intertwined black and white flames, he was finally able to see the outstretched arm of a ferocious monster, pinching the neck of another bone skeleton.
The state of the half-dragon monster is not good. There are several huge wounds on its body. In the deepest part, the wriggling internal organs can be seen, and countless sharp bone spurs have been broken, leaving only rough stubble.
But the pinched skeleton looks even more miserable. The skull that covered the whole body has almost disappeared. The whole body seems to have just crawled out of the slaughterhouse, and there are traces of being chopped with knives and axes everywhere. Under the cover of a little ink-colored fierce flame, it didn't fall apart on the spot and turned into broken parts all over the place.
Another slashing shadow of a forest ax fell.
However, it still failed to break through the thin layer of ink-colored flames, and send Yan Mo, who was already dying, into a long sleep of death.
"Unexpectedly, besides the former Lord of the Sword-Mannering Pavilion, His Majesty Jiuyou can have such a powerful subordinate."
Yan Mo tried his best to open his eyes wide, and looked at Gu Juan who was close in front of him, "I don't know if you can stand side by side with the Lord of Wenjian Pavilion, Your Excellency's name."
Gu Juan released raging white flames, and began to devour the opponent's last remaining, and also the most powerful bit of ink-colored ruthless flames, intertwined black and white, and strangely presented a bright red color.
He finally spoke for the first time, "Have you seen these red flames? You can call me the Red Ax Master."
"Before there was the Master of the Sword Pavilion, and later there was the Master of the Red Burning Axe His Majesty Jiuyou is really unfathomable. Even after experiencing the crisis tens of thousands of years ago, he can break through and start again"
A large amount of ink-colored fierce flames began to overflow from Yan Mo's seven orifices, and his voice became weak and low, "It's just that I came to Jiuyou Dongtian this time, but I didn't want to be an enemy of His Majesty Jiuyou, but to deal with my lord Huang Quanhe. Your Majesty's common enemy, the Samsara Sword Master"
"It's a pity that His Majesty Jiuyou didn't wait for me to express my intentions, so you made a violent attack, making me start a wrong battle with the wrong enemy at the wrong time, at the wrong place."
Boom!
The last trace of black flames disappeared.
The double-edged ax turned into a ray of cold light piercing the void, and also chopped the ferocious body that was beginning to shatter into ashes.
"Father, did you kill one of our possible allies?"
Youquan moved forward slowly, and already came to Gu Juan's side while speaking.
With his eyes tightly closed, he had already returned to his normal body shape and appearance. He inhaled the last ray of ink-colored flames into his mouth, and did not respond to her approach or words at all.
It seems to have become a lifeless statue.
"Father?"
After waiting for a while, Youquan moved a few steps closer with some doubts.
At this moment, Gu Juan suddenly opened his eyes.
There was a bang, Youquan's eyes went dark, and when he came back to his senses, he was surprised to find that he could no longer see everything on the stone path, and there was only a blazing scarlet flame in his sight, and countless densely packed scarlet flames. The silk thread is winding and swimming merrily.
There was a sharp pain in her throat, and a thick and powerful hand was firmly stuck on her neck, and it kept exerting force slowly.
Gu Juan's eyes were filled with scarlet bloody flames, his face twisted, and he slowly squeezed the last layer of bloody barrier that was stimulated on the surface of Youquan's body. It seemed that it would be completely broken in the next moment.
A layer of fine and hard black scales came from him.??It appeared on the arm, and quickly extended to the palm of the hand. The five fingers turned black and changed into sharp and sharp animal claws. Several transparent cracks were left on the red dress, and bright bloodstains were even drawn on the fair and delicate skin.
Suddenly stimulated by the color of blood, Gu Juan let out a low growl, and his body began to rise and change again. Youquan's tall figure, which was almost on the same level as him, now became petite and exquisite in front of him, forming a stark contrast.
With a blank expression on his face, he exerted his strength again, and the bloody spring was squeezed and deformed a little bit, and it was on the verge of breaking in an instant.
But suddenly faced with such a dangerous situation, Youquan still didn't change his expression, and his eyes were as calm and indifferent as before, as if it was not her who was stuck by the neck, but an irrelevant strange creature.
quietly.
The sound of rushing water sounded on the stone path, but it didn't go anywhere else, it just lingered in the ears of the two of them.
At the same time, a faint sense of dead silence loomed, gradually wrapping Gu Juan.
Click!
There was a crisp sound, accompanied by the cold ax light cutting through the void, at the same time. .
Gu Juan showed a struggling look on his face, tried his best to control the double-edged battle axe, and slashed towards the dark void on the side of the stone path.
There was another whisper.
The sound of water flowing and the meaning of dead silence disappeared at the same time.
The madness and rage in his eyes gradually faded away, and the blazing scarlet flame also quickly dissipated.
The next moment, Gu Juan frowned deeply, glanced at Youquan who was about to fall into a coma, but was still cold and distant, stretched his arms and placed her on his shoulders, turned around and sighed: "Just now, who came here?" ?¡±
After a while, a line of bright red characters appeared in front of his eyes.
"Returning to the master, the subordinate heard the sound of water and ringing, and could vaguely feel a very faint shadow flashing past, but could not accurately capture its trace."
"I see."
Gu Juan nodded slightly, then moved his eyes and landed on Youquan's face, "The guy named Yan Mo is a ghost under the Lord of the Underworld, and from what he said at the end, he might be regarded as a nine The potential allies of Lord You are definitely not our allies."
"And even if it says that it is our ally, it is not trustworthy. It can only be regarded as an uncontrolled change, which must be erased as soon as it appears." (Remember the website URL: www. hlnovel.com