Chapter 1051: The First Appearance of the Spiritual Flame
Chapter 1120
The face of Gui Ming Zhenren changed and he suddenly roared wildly. It felt as if the corpse evil spirit in its body was swallowed by the Black Nightmare Sword as if it was flowing backwards. Even the evil spirit in its life was about to move, as if it was about to leave its body.
Just a few breaths.
He felt that he was exhausted a lot.
You should know that he is now a zombie body, and the corpse evil spirit is his foundation, just like the essence of life to the human body.
The corpse evil spirit was swallowed up in large quantities.
It seems that the essence of an ordinary person is drawn away in large quantities.
The ghost real person seems to be ten years old for ordinary people, and the golden scales of the conjoined watch are a little dim.
He was shocked and angry, even with a hint of fear.
Even though he was severely injured by Long Xiaoshan last time, he was not as scared as he is now because he was confident and confident, and could not die. However, now he was really scared by the Black Nightmare Sword.
He felt a lot of exhaustion after only a few hours.
If you pump down again, I'm afraid he will be pumped alive by this little knife for a while and a half, and he will be dried up alive, no, corpse.
ah!
He yelled, reached out and grabbed the black knife, and hard to pull out the knife.
Um!
The Black Nightmare Sword sucked his flesh and blood tightly, just like a leech sucking on human flesh and could not pull it. This knife contained huge evil power, as if it had an independent life.
The face of Guiming Zhenren was even more terrifying.
What the hell is this?
With his strength, even a mountain can move, not to mention a small knife.
"impossible!"
The ghost real people roared madly, the fire in the eyes, a black tendon appeared on his body surface, and the corpse rolled, like a black flame, burning in his body.
He was completely violent, and even the source of the source was quoted. He hadn't forced him to fight with Long Xiaoshan just now. Now a small knife is made, but he has made him desperately.
However, the more desperate he is, the more the origin of the source, the more excited the black knife, the more excited.
The more shiny demon, like the eyes of the demon king, flashed with the soul -sucking demon.
Ghost real people have a thorough panic.
Pushed out the corpse.
He has been extracted a lot now, and his strength in his body has been exhausted at least one -third of the failure.
Even Long Xiaoshan was surprised at the power of the Black Nightmare Sword.
He obviously felt that the breath of the ghost was a lot of breath.
Moreover, the panic on the face of Ghost Human cannot be pretended. The magic giant like ghosts, to how much will the will, if it is not extreme shock, it will not show this expression.
This knife is the nemesis of the people in the magic road.
Even ghosts are afraid of being like this.
This is really surprising.
Long Xiaoshan was preparing to move, and suddenly he saw a ghost roar. The five fingers inserted into his chest. He actually gave out a large piece of flesh and blood on the black night knife.
A big hole appeared in the chest, with golden blood splashing out.
The true man Guiming could not do so, so he could only use this method of self-harm and pulled out the Black Nightmare Sword from his body.
As soon as the piece of flesh and blood was separated from the body, it was immediately sucked into a shriveled and gray dried flesh by the Black Night Sword. The body of the Guiming Zhen trembled, as if it had encountered a disaster, and threw the piece of flesh and blood away.
He returned to his body, stuffed a few elixir in his mouth, and then snatched the gaze to hold the Long hills. The hatred in which it seemed to turn into a strong poisonous juice splashing out.
"I'm going to kill you! Kill you!"
The true man Guiming never hated someone so much. Now his hatred for Long Xiaoshan has surpassed everyone, including Kunlun.
Because Long Xiaoshan made him hit again and again.
He endured three hundred years in the dark tomb of the sky and dormant for 300 years. He was looking forward to one day, sleeping in the sky, and showing his former glory, even destroying the door, and unified the door.
But he had just recovered, and before he came and planned planning, he suffered a losing loss at Long Xiaoshan, injured the soul, and the blood god was destroyed.
He was attentive, layout the black scales gate, and retrieved the field from Long Xiaoshan.
However, it was hit hard again. This time, it was even more ruthless. Even his origin was absorbed a lot. Now he obviously feels that his realm is unstable and his strength has plummeted.
Not to mention the legendary drought in the legend, and the revenge plan to the Daowen is difficult to protect even the present realm.
He is so resentful! He hates!
Could it be that this Long Xiaoshan is not that he is in his life.
He was born this time and had no time to do anything, so he was about to return in a defeat.
No!
Never!
My ghosts do not believe in destiny. From the three generations of loyalty families that year, the traitors were framed, and the door was full. I hid in the firewood pile and looked at my parents, uncle, brothers and sisters.
This ghost destiny.
My ghost is going against the sky, and the heavens want me to die, I just never die.
Power is in my hands.
I am destiny.
If anyone blocks me, I will kill who! Kill and kill!
Gui Ming's eyes were blood red, and his murderous aura made his body seem to have changed again. His face became more distorted, his fangs were more and more protruding, and black tendons were spread all over his body. They were hideous and terrifying, and they were completely
Without seeing the form of people, although his strength is weakened, the resentment of poison is stronger and more pure, and it seems to become real -magic.
"Die!"
The vague words spit out in the throat of the ghost, and the magic was hesitant, holding his entire body, five fingers like a knife, and instantly penetrated the heart of Long Xiaoshan.
Long Xiaoshan gradually distorted.
That was a afterimage.
Long Xiaoshan appeared more than ten meters away and felt his chest burning, his clothes had torn apart, and there were five black claw marks on it, and even a sense of extreme resentment penetrated into his body.
Gui Ming was injured by the Black Nightmare Sword.
But demonization happened...
I don’t know if it has anything to do with the Black Nightmare Sword.
Long Xiaoshan didn't have time to think about it anymore, because Gui Ming came over again. He didn't hesitate anymore. A clear cry of hissing suddenly resounded over Guiyan Mountain. A blue flame flew out from Long Xiaoshan's body, soaring into the sky.
rise.
It was an ice-blue bird with a long tail swinging like a tassel, and its whole body was shrouded in a hazy mist, as if the legendary divine bird was approaching.
As soon as it appeared, a terrible cold air gushed out.
The temperature in Guiyan Mountain dropped sharply by dozens of degrees, and ice-blue snowflakes floated in the sky. You should know that it is June now and the weather has begun to be hot.
The people standing at the foot of the mountain were shivering by the cold air, raised their heads and stared at the extremely dazzling sacred bird in the sky in amazement.
Frost Blue Fog Flame, the first time it appeared in the eyes of the world...