A Tibetan reincarnation

Chapter 170 Begging to Die!The bones are immortal, how can the world of mortals be born?

"Mu Jinghong, you're crazy!" He shouted at the late stage of bone formation before he questioned Mu Jinghong.

"Hehehe!" Mu Jinghong smiled strangely, but unfortunately she didn't turn her head, but said coldly, "So what if I'm crazy? No one can touch Su Mo except me?"

"In the Bone Sect, who can do anything to me?" Mu Jinghong's aura seemed to be rising inexplicably, "Elders, don't forget that I, Mu Jinghong, can come and go freely, and I am not restricted by the bones."

Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish

Huhu——

While Mu Jinghong was speaking, seventeen monks flew out from the disciples of the Bone Sect.

They were wearing black masks, all wearing black clothes, each holding a fairy sword, and they stood directly between Mu Jinghong and the Bone Sect.

The black clothes on the seventeen monks were very special.The disciples of the Bone Sect are mainly dressed in white clothes, but the seventeen black clothes stand out quite eye-catching.

Because they are all wearing ink soul battle suits.Their swords were all aimed at the disciples of the Bone Sect.

One of the leaders took off his mask gently.

"Those who dare to take a step forward will be killed without mercy!" The monk's voice was cold.Its person is Shen Lang.But at this time, if all the Mohun dead soldiers took off their masks, Su Mo would see Huang Ze and Deng Zhong who had been resurrected from the dead.

Moreover, Huang Ze and Deng Zhong have already formed alchemy.

At this time, Guan Xiong was looking down on everything in the extremely high clouds in the void.

"Lonely souls? Seventeen lonely souls!"

Guan Xiong gasped.

Seventeen lonely souls are seventeen undead.Because the lonely soul can always be resurrected from the dead.As long as their master is not destroyed, they can be reborn.

However, this rebirth will take some time.

Moreover, every time they die, their cultivation will rise to a higher level.It's just that they will forget all the memories of their previous life, and only remember their master.

Have seventeen lonely souls!If time passes, it can almost sweep a world.

Seventeen lonely souls guard Mu Jinghong!
"What is her origin? This is definitely not the Bone Continent, the power that should appear!" Such power made Guan Xiong feel chills down his spine.

Even in Chaos God Continent, even in Tiancheng, there are not many such existences.

Tianlun Mountain.

Under the current situation, members of the Bone Sect absolutely dare not step forward.

The leader of the elders in the late stage of alchemy changed their complexion and dared not say more.If Mu Jinghong was really angered, it would definitely not end well.

"Su Mo, don't worry! None of them dare to touch you!" Mu Jinghong looked at Su Mo and smiled sweetly.However, Su Mo felt that there seemed to be blood in Mu Jinghong's eyes.

"You are mine!" Mu Jinghong's expression was complicated.

That smile is even more weird!

"Senior Sister Mu, you—" Su Mo really didn't know what to say.

What exactly is Mu Jinghong's position?
"Su Mo, if she doesn't kill you, you will kill her!" The one who spoke was the chief plotter of the earth wheel.At this time, he was also somewhat puzzled by what Mu Jinghong had done.

However, Mu Jinghong is definitely a big threat.

However, although the bamboo pole in Su Mo's hand was pointed at Mu Jinghong, it trembled slightly.

Su Mo has nothing to repay for the feelings of admiration.If Mu Jinghong wanted to kill him, he should let him kill him.It was difficult for him to attack Mu Jinghong.However, Mu Jinghong is now the enemy of Wulunzong.

"Su Mo, from this moment on, the name of you and my master and servant will disappear like a passing cloud!" The blood in Mu Jinghong's eyes subsided slightly.

Su Mo didn't speak.

"I'm here to destroy the five rounds!"

"Su Mo, if you have the ability, come and kill me!" Mu Jinghong looked at Su Mo, endless sadness flashed in his eyes, "Ashes return to ashes, dust returns to dust; emptiness turns into emptiness, nothing turns into nothing. Ten thousand years Mu Hongchen, the whole life will be devoted to the bones."

"Hehe! Mu Hongchen for ten thousand years, the whole life is spent—"

Mu Jinghong seemed to be really crazy.

What she was chanting was exactly the poem on the ancient painting in her cave.

A glimpse!The bones are immortal, how can the world of mortals be born?
Su Mo's eyebrows were tightly frowned, and he never put down the bamboo pole: "Senior Sister Mu, you can give me a reason. Why, do you want to do this?"

"There is no reason!" Mu Jinghong sneered, "Su Mo, take action! Yin Shouzuo is right, if you don't kill me, I will kill you!"

As he said that, Mu Jinghong really slowly raised his right hand.

The black lightsaber is like black water.

Mu Jinghong's sword is too special.

Swish - scoff -

With a movement of Mu Jinghong's body, the black sword spit out light, and went straight to Su Mo.

That sword, very quickly!

Su Mo frowned, and instinctively stepped back to the right.However, Mu Jinghong's sword light suddenly rose.

laugh--

Su Mo hesitated and moved half a minute slower.Mu Jinghong's ray of sword light just hit Su Mo's sleeve.

Just like, a blue butterfly, dancing in the void.

Mu Jinghong sneered.

Her sword didn't stop, and she rushed to Su Mo again.

The bamboo pole in Su Mo's hand has not moved.Su Mo really hoped that Mu Jinghong would say something more.However, Mu Jinghong stopped talking.

shuh- shuh-

Mu Jinghong made two more strikes, both of which were dodged by Su Mo.

At this time, Su Mo finally made a move.

With a bamboo pole, it directly blocked Mu Jinghong's sword, and then swung it outward.

"Senior Sister Mu!" Su Mo sighed.

"I'm no longer your senior sister!" Mu Jinghong looked at Su Mo coldly.Then, with a wave of one hand, the sword in his hand drew a black awn, and slashed at Su Mo.

"Su Mo, what are you doing?" Yin Zhongmou frowned and shouted.

The hero is sad about the beauty pass!How could Su Mo deal with Mu Jinghong like this?
Hearing Yin Zhongmou's call, Su Mo's bamboo pole finally pointed towards Mu Jinghong.The power of forming a pill was infused, and the broken bamboo pole instantly released a green awn.

laugh--

Breaking sound.

Su Mo's bamboo pole was originally aimed straight at Mu Jinghong's sword.However, Mu Jinghong flipped his wrist, and the black sword crossed the bamboo pole.

"Huh?" Su Mo was taken aback.

Because, that moment.

Mu Jinghong's middle door opened wide, and it turned out to be the bamboo pole that seemed to want to meet Su Mo with his heart.In that way, Su Mo's bamboo pole can directly penetrate Mu Jinghong's fairy heart.

That is, please die!
At that moment, Su Mo was shocked.Fortunately, Su Mo's bamboo pole can already do whatever he wants.With a light flick of his wrist, the broken bamboo pole slid past Mu Jinghong's side.

"Senior Sister Mu—"

"Su Mo!" Mu Jinghong called softly.There was endless tenderness in her eyes.Because Su Mo didn't want to kill her.However, it was just a touch of sadness.

For a moment, Su Mo was in a daze.What happened to Mu Jinghong?

"I haven't killed the Fenglun people yet!" However, Mu Jinghong suddenly said calmly, "Because, I want to stay at the end and kill. I will definitely not leave one of the Fenglun people!"

The corner of Mu Jinghong's mouth curled up into a beautiful arc, which was very strange.

Su Mo froze and raised his eyebrows.

Mu Jinghong's words were like a dagger piercing his heart.

Mu Jinghong knew what Su Mo cared about most.

For the five wheels, it is out of righteousness, and for the wind wheel, it shows true feelings.At this moment, if Mu Jinghong had already stained the wind wheel with blood, Su Mo might have already made a move.

Su Mo would rather die with Mu Jinghong!

"Hehehe!" Mu Jinghong caught the change in Su Mo's expression.

Her heart was proud and sad.

"Mohun listens! Target, Fenglun Mountain!" Mu Jinghong ordered.First, she directly turned into a streamer and went straight to Fenglun Mountain.And the seventeen Mohun dead soldiers followed closely behind.Seventeen black lights, like shooting stars.

wind mill?

Su Mo's eyes finally showed a tinge of blood.

(End of this chapter)