MTL - The Phoenix Arises-Chapter 432 Change life

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With that mad laughter, the soul of the gods was instantly demonized, and the original white transparent soul was full of black fog at the moment.

"Do you know why I am locking you here?" After watching the **** in the dark mist, he looked at the evil face.

The gods gasped and the lips were slightly hooked. "Seven places... to the land of the yin... The mausoleum is at the head, the spirit is at the end, and the grievances here are the deepest..."

"You are always so smart." The blindfolded eyes passed through a sizzling heat. "Do you know why those evil spirits like to erode your soul?"

"Seven Stars Spoon..." God bit his teeth and resisted the pain of hernia.

The heat in the monks is even worse. "Yes, the things that are overcast are fatal to them."

"Don't you find it interesting?" Meng Meng raised his eyebrows, and the excited red light was jumping. "The seven-star spoon needs nourishment and nourishment. I will plant it in your body and use the seven-star spoon to attract evil spirits. Use the seven-star spoon to absorb the grievances of the evil spirits, and this cycle finally turns you into a seven-star spoon and a resentful body."

"Why?" Suddenly, the **** looked up and looked at the obscurity coldly. "Because... I chose Mohe..."

In a word, Meng Yu was once again angry, and the face of the original evil smile suddenly changed back. "Is this reason not enough?"

I looked at the eyes of God and resentment for a while, and I was confused for a while. "How? It feels good to be eroded by suffocation."

"Ah..." God couldn't help it anymore, crying out in pain.

Listening to the screams of screaming after the gods, Xuanyuan ink hangs his eyes and pinches his fists.

Everyone can't bear to look at it.

"Ha ha ha ha..." Meng Yu once again laughed out loud. "I finally waited until this day, and I don't want to arrange it for so long."

Looking at the almost maddening ignorance, the old man in white is angry. "You are blind, you are a human face, a wolf-hearted thing, this vicious trick you want to come out, you have already killed the coffin, why are you still letting go? Her soul?"

The light was cold and the sleeves were waved. The old man in white directly hit the stone wall.

"Well..." The old man in white snorted and slid down the stone wall.

The blind man stunned the old man in white. "What qualifications do you have to teach me here? Are you really a garlic?"

Xuanyuan ink slowly lifted, the original amber-colored scorpion was red bloodthirsty at the moment, and his arms were shocked, and the golden light suddenly rushed toward the front.

Looking at the dazzling golden light, the subconscious mind is soft and will retreat.

"Idiot, do you still have to fear the power of the gods in that area?"

Suddenly I remembered a scornful voice in my mind, and the moment was a stiff, "I, I..."

He dreamed of getting the power of the real **** in his life, and now the power of the most powerful **** is in front of him, how can he not be afraid.

"Get out, let me come."

The eyes of "Mongolia" instantly became sharp, and the sleeves were waved, and the golden light disappeared instantly.

Xuanyuan Mokhong flashed red light, "弑天剑."

The blue giant sword was born and rushed straight toward the blindfold.

Seeing the scorpion sword, the gods and the old man in white are all a glimpse, and even the shackles can't help but tremble.

弑天神剑...

"Useless things."

With his arms trembled, his eyes returned to sharpness, and his right arm was lifted. He only heard a bang, and the scorpion sword was directly flew out.

Looking at the obscurity of the right arm and the embarrassing sword that was popped up, the gods and the white man frowned at the same time.

what happened? When did the monk's repair become so high?

Xuanyuan ink can be used after the gods and the old man in white, and once again caught the scorpion sword.

Innocent, innocent, white elders (Tugan) see also rushed together.

"Ha ha ha ha ..." stunned and laughed, flying directly into the air, like looking down at the ants, overlooking Xuanyuan Mo and others, "just rely on you ants, dare to work with the deity."

With his hands swaying, he easily dealt with the attacks of Xuanyuan Mo and others.

Duanmu looked at the battle of several people underneath, and his eyebrows were contemptuous.

what happened? In just two days, this guy’s cultivation was so much higher.

The mid-air meditation and the innocent look at each other, apparently also aware of the abnormality of the obscurity.

Xuanyuan ink is killing red eyes, and does not care about the abnormality of the blindness. He only wants to destroy him.

Looking at the red-eyed Xuanyuan ink, Meng Yan’s lips sneered a sneer, and he sighed with a strong black force and slammed into Xuanyuan Mo and others.

"Boom", a few people were instantly knocked out and flew out.

"Hey..."

"A Xue..."

"No evil..." Several anxious voices sounded at the same time.

"Oh..." Several people fell heavily on the ground while squirting a blood.

Ye Binging immediately rushed to the side of Jun Wuxie. "No evil, how are you?"

"I'm fine." Jun looked at the nervous Ye Binging, and gently hooked his lips.

Looking at the injured people, Duanmu squeezing his fists, his face murderous, his right hand stretched out, and the silver dagger appeared instantly.

The toe is light, and the end of the raft is holding a silver dagger directly to the blind.

The sullen lips evoke a sneer, and it is easy to open the dagger of Duanmu.

Duanmu’s light was cold, and the power of the Emperor was poured into the silver dagger, and it once again smashed toward the monk.

The monk was partial and hiding, facing the black wood of the end of the wood.

Duanmu's sleeves waved, and the white Xuanqi hit the black Xuanqi. Both of them took a step back.

Looking at Duanmu's weird martial arts, his face changed dramatically.

Duanmu's eyes are slightly stunned.

"You are not blind."

"Where did you learn from the exercises?" The two voices sounded at the same time.

Duanmu’s light flashes lightly, and what is flying through his mind.

Meng Yu’s fists clenched and stalked his neck, slamming his face toward Duanmu, and grabbed her neck. “That, where did you learn from your practice?”

"Well..." Duanmu only felt a tight throat, and could not breathe a trace of air.

"Hey..."

"Mothers..."

Everyone was shocked, Xuanyuan ink was directly rushed over, but was dragged by the meditation. "She can, don't forget that there is that person."

Xuanyuan ink and two fists clenched, and the blind man stared at Duanmu.

"That said, where did your martial arts come from?" The blind hand tightened, and Duanmu snorted again and again.

Looking at the painful appearance of Duanmu, Xuanyuan’s ink trembled and slammed, and immediately rushed up.

Just as Duanmu felt that his breath was getting weaker and weaker, he suddenly felt a powerful force in his body.

Daddy, Duanmu shines brightly.

I felt the mutated breath of Duanmu, and my face changed a lot. I immediately wanted to pull back, but it was too late.

"Ah..." Duanmu’s arms trembled, and a powerful sigh of stunnedness spread out and directly flew out the scorpion.

At the same time, Xuanyuan Mo also flew to Duanmu, and took her into her arms. She said, "Hey, are you okay?"

Duanmu shook his head and gently pushed the Xuanyuan ink, and once again, he swung a powerful sigh of sorrow.

"Oh..." Meng Meng spurted a spurt of blood.

"You, you..." Mongol looked at Duanmu with a look of horror, his eyes full of shock and fear.

Duanmu blinked and walked toward the blindfold step by step.

Looking at the end of the step closer to the raft, Meng Meng was very scared, immediately waved his sleeves and slipped.

After the disappearance of the scorpion, blood inflammation floated out of the body of Duanmu.

Without the support of blood inflammation, Duanmu's body immediately softened.

"Hey..." Xuanyuan was shocked and immediately caught Duanmu.

"Mother Kiss..." Han Hao and Liang Yan also immediately ran to Duanmu.

Looking at the end of the wooden coffin with his eyes closed, the chill is a little anxious. "Master, what happened to the girl?"

"Master just borrowed the body of your mother, so she will be unconscious." Blood Yan explained, while gently waving the sleeves, Duanmu 汐 instantly woke up.

Seeing Duanmu waking up, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Duanmu squatted his head and gently looked at the **** road. "That man is your enemy."

"Chouren?" Bloody lips sneered a little sneer. "He is not qualified enough."

Looking at the **** disdainful eyes, Duanmu couldn't help but lick his mouth.

"But he now finds the body, the strength is not worse than when he is alive, you are not his opponent." Blood inflammation restores the look, looking around to see the humanity.

Jun No Evil does not think to raise his eyebrows. "Not afraid, isn't there you?"

Just looking at the turtle and grandson, it seems to be very afraid of blood.

Blood inflammation shook his head. "I am now in a state of soul. The three souls have gathered the second soul. If you don't find someone to possess, it is not his opponent."

Jun has no frown, "That..."

"The possession is not a child's play, but the person who is so high-cultivated by Shantou can't bear my strength. If it is not urgent, I will not make this decision." It seems that I know what is going on without saying anything, blood inflammation is direct veto.

Everyone was silent for a moment.

"what……"

A painful roar called back the meditation of the people.

"Nyon." Xuanyuan ink immediately flew to the side of God, looking at her with a distressed look.

"Do you have any way to save your mother?" Duanmu couldn't bear to look at it, asking for help with blood.

Bloody eyebrows, "The gods have been in this spiritual time for too long, absorbed too much grievances, and the soul has long been demonized. If it is not her firm will, the mind is pure, afraid that it will become true The evil spirits."

"Master, you must find a way to save your grandmother." Liang Yan holding his **** thigh, a look of pleading.

The chill is also staring at the big eyes, pleadingly watching the blood.

Looking at the two pairs of beggars, the **** sighed. "I want to save, but her grievances are too much to purify, unless..."

"Unless what?" Duanmu hurried.

"Unless someone can use the mysteriousness to **** out the grievances in her body."

"I am coming." Several voices sounded at the same time.

"Don't worry, listen to me to finish the words." Blood inflammation swept away the eager people, not too slow, "This grievance must be people, not a soul like me."

After the blood inflammation was over, the old man in white and the ghost repair in the sword of Tiantian were disappointed.

"And, because there are too many grievances, people who absorb resentment will directly inflate and die."

When the words of blood inflammation came out, everyone frowned at the same time.

This is not a life change!

"I am coming." Suddenly a cold voice broke the silence.