A Tibetan reincarnation

Chapter 186 Where the red sand passes, everything perishes
Chapter 0185 blood tide!Where the red sand passes, everything perishes
The Qi of Transforming Soul suddenly soared into the sky.

It's just that there is a more bizarre aura that locks everything on the ninth peak of Fenglun.Because, after all the blue light poured into the top of Su Mo's head, a bright white hole appeared in the void.

At this time, the entire Fenglun mountain range suddenly resounded with the sound of wind.

It seemed to be the wind from ancient times.

Woo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo

The strong wind screams, but its sound is heard, but its shape is not seen.Although Su Mo opened his eyes, his body could not move for the time being.For Su Mo, the empowerment seemed to have not been completed yet.

However, just when all the green lights disappeared, Bazi Fenglun opened his eyes again.

It's just that there is a touch of green light in their eyes, instead of the color of the past.

"Soul shell?" Guan Xiong frowned slightly in the void.

At this moment, Fengxi's three avatars, looking at the peaks of Fenglun, suddenly sang sadly.

"Five rounds in the wind, majestic and respectful; drinking, laughing, cursing, crazy, but I have a soul. In the dark, inside the bone gate, the sky is collapsing and the ground is sinking, and the fire is deep.

Ten thousand years to ask a hexagram: the wind wheel turns nine times, overturning the universe. "

That is the mad hexagram handed down from the lineage of Fenglun.Feng Xi's singing is full of heroism and desolation.Because, that is the song he wrote, and he understands the meaning of the song better.

That's right!

The wind is like five rounds, and it is majestic!The wind wheel is above the five wheels.

Crazy, crazy, but I have a soul!

All the wind chakras have souls.In the crazy hexagram song, everything has already been pointed out.

call--

The eight sons of the wind wheel suddenly flew up.They are all singing crazy songs.They are seeing off.

At that moment, the sound of heaven and earth echoed continuously.

But, together with this crazy hexagram song, Mu Jinghong in front of Fenglun Ninth Peak unexpectedly raised his head gradually.

"The wind wheel is the venerable? Only I have a soul? Hehe, what is the wind wheel!" Mu Jinghong was silent for a long time, not knowing whether she was consciously or subconsciously waiting for the end of the wind wheel empowerment.

Today, the wind wheel empowerment has been completed.

Look at the murderous intent on Mu Jinghong's face again.The blood tide under her feet began to surge again.All the monks of Wulun and Baigu changed their expressions.

Because the aura exuded by Mu Jinghong was too terrifying.

Outside Fenglun Mountain, no matter it was Bailai, the boy in common clothes, or the middle-aged monk, they all frowned.Feng Xi was also worried, he was afraid that his calculation would be wrong.

Mu Jinghong is currently the biggest variable!

Because no one can control her.

Woo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo

The sound of the wind on Fenglun Mountain became louder and louder.Mu Jinghong was dressed in red, his hair was bleeding.

"Wind wheel, no one wants to live!"

Mu Jinghong sealed the void with his hands, and his voice was cold.

Look again, seventeen black shadows suddenly appeared in Fenglun Mountain.Those were the seventeen ink soul dead soldiers who had been disappearing all the time, and no one could count why they disappeared just now.

But at this moment, they all turned into black shadows.They are Mu Jinghong's sword and guardian.

"Soul Kill!" Mu Jinghong's hand imprinted [-]%.

Those seventeen black shadows turned into seventeen soul lights and went straight to the eight sons of the wind wheel.At the same moment, the eight sons of Fenglun also flew up from their respective peaks, rushing towards Mu Jinghong.

However, the eight sons of Fenglun were silent.

Just now, they just sang the crazy hexagram.They only see Qinghui in their eyes, nothing else.They seem to have become puppets.

However, Su Mo couldn't see all of this.

"Senior brother——senior sister—" Su Mo shouted.Because, he knew that Mu Jinghong would not be merciful.The purpose of Mu Jinghong coming to Fenglun is to kill everyone in Fenglun.

He has really seen Mu Jinghong's extremes.

At this time, Su Mo had no idea that Wulun and the battle of bones had already been settled.The only thing that is not calm is the wind wheel.

However, the masters of Fenglun would not listen to his call, and of course Mu Jinghong would not listen to Su Mo's words.

chi chi chi-

Those seventeen soul lights failed to block the eight sons of the wind wheel.

Miraculously, the eight sons of Fenglun passed through all the soul lights and went straight to Mu Jinghong.They are all holding a green glow, like a fairy sword.

Eight directions, attacking and killing Mu Jinghong.

Quick, accurate, ruthless!

No one knows the realm of the Fenglun masters, because they can't see it at all.Can they kill Mu Jinghong?

However, that was the last thing that the eight sons of Fenglun could do for Su Mo.

Mu Jinghong seemed to have known that everything would be like this.

And just when Fenglun Bazi was about to approach her.The corners of Mu Jinghong's mouth curved into a smile, and then he said softly: "Thank you all! I know, you have already returned home!"

In Fenglun Mountain, only Mu Jinghong and the eight sons of Fenglun in front of him could hear these words.

Su Mo, of course he couldn't hear you.

Other people outside Fenglun Mountain couldn't hear it either.

Only the three of Feng Xi sighed slightly.Because, Feng Xi bet right!
In fact, Mu Jinghong has not lost the last shred of reason.She knows what she's doing.However, everyone else saw Mu Jinghong flicking his long sleeves like a demon.

The tide of blood under her feet rose violently following her technique.

A roll weighs a thousand feet, and the waves are ten thousand feet high.

A strange black rune appeared again between Mu Jinghong's brows.

"The world of mortals! Mi—" Mu Jinghong gave a light drink, and rolled up the endless world of mortals again.This is exactly the same as when she attacked and killed the seven alchemy formations of the earth wheel.

In the world of mortals, invincible in the whole life.

Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh

In the sound of the wind, red sand swept across the entire Fenglun Mountains like a curtain.

It was an indiscriminate attack.However, all the red sand did not roll towards the ninth peak of the wind wheel, nor did it fly [-] miles away from the wind wheel.

However, where the red sand passes by, all life is not spared, even if you are a grass or a tree?That scene was the nightmare of all monks, even Feng Xi couldn't help frowning slightly.

What kind of technique is that?

The cheeks of Chen Fubai, Can Longzi, Nie Xiang, and Yu Ji, the four soul-transforming masters, all twitched slightly.

Because, the entire eight peaks of Fenglun were all razed to the ground.

Where the red sand passes, everything perishes!

It can be said that, except for the ninth Fenglun peak where Su Mo sits, Mu Jinghong made the entire Fenglun mountain range disappear without any trace.

Of course, the eight sons of the wind wheel had already been melted into the red sand.

"Heck, heck, heck, heck -"

Mu Jinghong looked up to the sky and laughed loudly in the red sand, his red hair flying wildly, as if going crazy again.

At this time, no one dared to speak out.

silence!

Not just fear, but endless shock.

At that moment, except for Mu Jinghong's laughter, the entire Wulun Mountain was dead silent.

Because that scene was too bloody and terrifying.Everyone was wondering if Mu Jinghong could raze the entire Wulun Immortal Realm, or even the Bone Continent, if Mu Jinghong wanted to.

Because, the attack power of the red sand is definitely not only seven hundred miles.They surround the wind wheel for [-] miles like a wind mass, and Mu Jinghong has been controlling it.

She just wants to destroy the wind wheel!

Otherwise, the red sand can be let out completely.

Jiran, Hongsha.

Everyone felt the call of death.

Mu Jinghong is a red devil.

However, suddenly, a long drink broke all the silence.

"Mu Jinghong, I want to kill you!"

Su Mo in Tsing Yi stood up slowly from the ninth peak of Fenglun, his eyes were blood red.

(End of this chapter)