Is she going to die? Su Luo is unwilling to give in! She still has a lot of things to do. She hasn’t met her mother yet, and she doesn’t know who her cheap dad is. The most important thing is that she promised to be with Nangong.
Liu Yun will never break her promise for the rest of her life...
The tears in Su Luo's eyes fell silently.
Her arms, as white as jade, hung down silently.
Su Luo's mind went black...
In the dark, she seemed to see the ferocious God of Death smiling strangely at her.
Just when Su Luo was about to take her last breath——
A black figure slowly appeared.
I saw him wearing a black brocade robe, standing in the void, with an unparalleled handsome face, extremely calm and calm. I saw that his clothes were elegant and elegant, like a god, and he carried a domineering aura that could destroy the heaven and earth.
If Su Luo was awake, she would definitely scream in surprise.
Nangong Liuyun!
This person looks like Nangong Liuyun, but he doesn't seem to be him either.
He looked at Patriarch Mo indifferently and walked over step by step, exuding a strong fighting spirit.
As if feeling the hostility of the other party, Patriarch Mo threw aside the dying Su Luo, and the aura around him mobilized in an instant, and he immediately entered a state of preparation for war.
In his mad state, he is more sensitive to murderous intent than ever before.
The two of them stood in the void.
Below is a river of blood flowing into the soil. There are no birds or beasts roaring around, and there is no human noise. There is only an eerie silence.
"You deserve to die." Nangong Liuyun's eyes swept over the dying Su Luo, a cold light bursting out of his eyes, like a king who ruled the world, his eyes sharp and murderous.
Ancestor Mo's eyes narrowed dangerously.
He could feel that the young man opposite was much stronger than the previous few days, and it even gave him a feeling of palpitations.
Patriarch Mo couldn't figure out why the other party's cultivation level increased so quickly in just a few days. The brain of a madman was never easy to use.
Without thinking, he punched Nangong Liuyun directly!
Nangong Liuyun formed a seal with his hands, and suddenly, his whole body was filled with murderous aura, and a huge black hole condensed in the blink of an eye. His cold voice sounded: "The first move, black vortex!"
This black hole is like a giant whirlpool, with a strong suction force condensed around it, sucking the wind from Patriarch Mo's palm directly into it.
The look in Ancestor Mo's eyes changed slightly!
What a powerful move!
This move not only sucked in the wind from Old Ancestor Mo's palm, but also made Old Ancestor Mo stagger forward uncontrollably. If Old Ancestor Mo hadn't been so powerful, I'm afraid his entire body would have been sucked in.
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"Sure enough!" Old Ancestor Mo praised, his eyes suddenly flashed with fighting spirit!
Ever since Patriarch Mo went crazy, he has been no different from a martial artist. At this time, his eyes were like lightning, his black hair was messy, and his powerful palm force suddenly struck Nangong Liuyun.
This palm force is three points stronger than before.
At this moment, the palm wind seemed to penetrate the boundless void, penetrate a strange black hole, and rush directly in front of Nangong Liuyun.
Nangong Liuyun did not dodge or dodge, his spiritual energy boiling all over his body, like an eternal barrier.
"Bang!" The palm wind hit this barrier, but was blocked abruptly.
Nangong Liuyun formed a seal in his hand, and made complicated palm prints one after another, and quickly rushed towards Ancestor Mo in pursuit.
Originally, with Nangong Liuyun's strength, he could only activate one ancient seal at a time, but now, as if these ancient seals did not require any spiritual energy, they surged towards Ancestor Mo very quickly, as if shrouding him in the void.