Fantasy: Daughter Of Luck

Mo Hao paused and glanced around in a stunned manner.

I saw that the whole sky above the altar was still gray, and the faint soul breath filled the sky above the altar.

Mo Hao stared blankly at the scene in front of him, "This is? So many souls!"

Just as Mo Hao opened his mouth, those souls began to change, and the remnants of resentment that had scattered the world began to gather.

"It seems that too many powerhouses have died on this battlefield! But what do these obsessions want to do?"

Mo Hao was puzzled, but he still ignored it. He stepped forward and walked towards the black dragon corpse on the altar. He felt that the black dragon tattoo on his chest became more and more restless.

Just as Mo Hao approached, those remnant souls with deep resentment began to become restless and roared at Mo Hao.

Mo Hao had to stop and look at these remnants quietly.

The next moment, Mo Hao was shocked by the actions of these remnants.

I saw that these remnants began to use one of the most powerful remnants as the main body, and the other remnants rushed towards the most powerful remnant with monstrous resentments and obsessions.

In less than a moment, countless remnant souls fused together to form a huge body.

This body is also extremely ugly, a hundred meters high, and the whole body is surging with a shocking soul breath and resentment.

If this resentment is seen by a cultivator with a weak will, he will definitely be affected by this resentment, lose his soul, and become a walking corpse.

And on this huge remnant soul combination, countless hideous faces were placed on it, and a shrill cry came out.

"Roar....."

The remnant soul made a huge roar at Mo Hao. This sound was not like a human voice, nor a beast's roar, but more like a ghost's howl coming from under the Nine Netherworld.

"What is this? It's disgusting!"

Mo Hao had never seen such a strange and disgusting thing before, so he couldn't help but speak out.

Speaking, Mo Hao felt a burst of urgency in his heart, as if the black dragon tattoo was urging him to enter the altar quickly.

"What the hell is this place? What are you?"

Mo Hao had a headache at this time, and with his vision and knowledge, this matter was beyond his ability to understand. pen fun library

And Mo Hao doesn't know the origin of this tattoo, because he doesn't know when this tattoo appeared on his body.

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Mo Hao has a lot of thoughts and doesn't know what to do.

And the huge remnant soul body is also full of malice towards Mo Hao, and it keeps roaring at Mo Hao, as if there is something in Mo Hao that disgusts these remnant souls.

Just when Mo Hao was still in a daze, the huge remnant soul roared up to the sky, charging towards Mo Hao regardless, as if to shred this Mo Hao.

Just as the remnant soul was about to rush in front of Mo Hao, a vision suddenly appeared around the altar.

I saw a ray of breath shot from the horn of the black dragon that was entrenched on the altar. Immediately, a ray of breath was also shot from the horns of the wreckage of the black dragon that surrounded the altar in the middle.

Then these breaths gathered together to form a large black net that slowly fell from the air.

The remnant soul was shrouded in this black big net and was trapped in it.

The remnant soul roared, desperately tearing at the big black net, trying to break free, but it didn't seem to work.

Mo Hao watched this scene blankly, and was then awakened by the black dragon tattoo on his chest. The anxious black dragon tattoo urged Mo Hao to go to the altar.

Only then did Mo Hao react, and then he ignored the remnant soul and walked towards the altar.

When the remnant soul saw that Mo Hao was about to board the altar, his heart sank, and the endless remnant souls on his body began to burn, and a powerful force surged out.

In the next instant, the remnant soul actually tore the black net into pieces, turning it into aura and dissipating in the heaven and earth.

Then the remnant roared towards Mo Hao.

"What the hell is this thing? Why do you keep following me?"

Mo Hao was also a little confused for a while. Seeing that the breath of this remnant soul is at least above the divine realm, he alone deserves the attention of this remnant soul?

And after the big black net disappeared, the wreckage of the black dragon and the black dragon without the dragon soul also stopped moving, and only Mo Hao was left alone to resist the remnant soul.

Mo Hao shook his head helplessly and stopped worrying about these things. After all, his own life was the most important thing, so he had to bite the bullet.

I saw Mo Hao pulled out a long sword from his own space ring, which was just found in a room in the corridor.

Of course, it wasn't Mo Hao who wanted to go, but the black dragon tattoo was guiding him.

This long sword is full of rust, a little sharp

There is no brilliance, and there is no spiritual fluctuation on this long sword.

However, the material of this long sword does not seem to be ordinary, and all the weapons in Mo Hao's hands are not as powerful as this long sword.

Mo Hao grabbed the long sword in his hand and stared straight at the remnant soul in front of him.

When the remnant soul saw the sword in Mo Hao's hand, it became even more violent, rushing towards Mo Hao frantically.

"Dragon Yin Art!"

Mo Hao spit out icy characters, swung the rusty sword in his hand, and swung a Sword Ray towards the remnant soul.

This Dragon Yin Jue is naturally one of the few foreign Martial Skills in the Demon Race, a quasi-emperor-level Martial Skill. Originally, Mo Hao was not prepared to practice this, but the black dragon tattoo actually gave him guidance, and it was this Martial Skill that guided him. .

The moment Sword Ray left the sword, it slowly turned into a dragon head, and it was still a black dragon head, roaring towards the remnant soul body.

The body of the remnant soul is originally formed by obsession and some incomplete souls, and naturally does not know how to avoid it.

The huge body of the remnant soul collided with the huge dragon head, and a huge roar echoed in the center of the dragon tomb.

Mo Hao, on the other hand, was somewhat exhausted, and was shaken by the aftermath and flew out.

The remnant soul is safe and sound, roaring towards Mo Hao...

At this time, Xiao Chen and Ao Wushuang went all the way to the center of the Dragon Tomb, which is the periphery of the altar.

"It's here, it should be here!"

Xiao Chen felt Mo Hao's breath not far away, and paused.

"This is the center of the Dragon Tomb! There is the altar of our Black Dragon Clan, and the Dragon Ancestor of our Dragon Clan is on the altar!"

Ao Wushuang no longer concealed anything from Xiao Chen, but pointed to the place in front of him surrounded by the black dragon skeleton.

"Oh, I see!"

Xiao Chen nodded. When he came to the center of the Dragon Tomb, Ao Wushuang also made it clear to Xiao Chen.

This place is called the Dragon Tomb, where the corpses of countless dead black dragons are buried, and even the ancestors of the Black Dragon are in this dragon tomb.

Xiao Chen also asked Ao Wushuang if he knew that this dragon tomb was a battlefield where a shocking battle took place. Ao Wushuang said that he did not know, which also made Xiao Chen wonder what tricks the dragon ancestor of the black dragon wanted to play.

Xiao Chen's words fell, and Ao Wushuang took Xiao Chen and started walking towards the altar......

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