Immortal Sovereign of Ninth Heavens

The fire started a prairie fire and the demons were rampant.

At the moment of entering the light curtain, the wind chime and Dong Miaoyu that had been tightly pulled disappeared. When he looked back again, Mo Li found that the ferocious faces in the burning fire around him were roaring and roaring.

"I've been lost for half my life, but I haven't come back yet. Thousands of beauties, only the people in the painting. Love without complaint, only fear of Acacia pain. We can only get together when we sleep, and we'll be alone when we get back to dawn! "

In the raging fire, a few lines of golden characters flickered, and then were submerged by the blazing fire.

Boom——

Boom——

"Jie Jie"

You long sword waves tirelessly. The fighting spirit tears up the ghost and shadow. At the same time, it also sweeps the fire to the distance.

"Ling'er! Witticism! Snow

Mo Li, while resisting the hot attack, was shouting the name of the three girls.

I don't know what kind of flame is burning around. Even if Mo Li now has the primary cultivation of Ning Dan, he still feels a kind of fear from the heart in front of this flame. There is a voice in my heart to remind Mo Li all the time, once let these flames touch my body, I'm sure it will burn him to the ground, and there will be no residue left!

"What to do... What to do..."

With the passage of time, Mo Li feels that his war gas consumption is faster and faster. Even you long can't recover his war gas consumption here! And compared with himself, Mo Li is more worried about Feng Ling and Dong Miaoyu. Two people's strength has not reached the heart, how to resist the fire around and those ferocious ghosts?

"Ling'er! A witty remark

Don't leave don't know oneself to walk forward how far, a shout, in the twinkling of an eye then by the fire around quickly submerge.

Gradually, Mo Li felt that his eyelids became a little heavy. The shrill howling of ghosts around made Mo Li's painful past and memories reappear one after another, and the evil thoughts filled his heart.

"Why did you betray me? Why

"Where is this? How could my body be like this? "

"What kind of world is this! Why are all these people like demons who can escape from the sky? "

"Snow? "The emperor of love?"

"Nanny... I'm sorry, nanny... It's all my fault. It's my caprice!"

......

"Ah --"

In the past and this life, all kinds of pain and melancholy make Mo Li's eyes as black as the stars become scarlet. When he looks up and roars, his voice is mixed with the ferocity of the beast!

"Roar"

Holding up the dragon sword with both hands and waving it randomly, Mo Li is gradually lost in the painful memory.

"Hum hum"

In the critical moment of knowing the sea, the sleeping soul of you long suddenly opened his eyes, and bursts of milky light quietly bloomed in the soul of Mo Li.

"Well..." Mo Li snored, and the light in his eyes flashed by. His short lucidity made him concentrate in an instant, and the anxiety in his mind gradually calmed down. The light in the sea made Mo Li recover slowly from his fear.

Eyes slowly closed, Mo Li turned a blind eye to the ferocious ghost and fire, gathered his mind to feel everything around him.

Shua——

Shua Shua——

A strange scene appeared. The seemingly unstoppable fire suddenly dissipated when it reached Moli's whole body, and the ghost that had been waving its teeth and claws also seemed to become docile.

Open your eyes again, and don't leave for a long breath. Your eyes are full of fear!

When the spirit of you long cleans up the evil Qi in his mind, Mo Li has a lot of insight in his mind.

Here is the relic of emperor Qingfeng. There must be life in this place! If you want to find vitality, you have to explore it from those poems. With the experience of the first Tibetan poem, an instant insight is enough for Mo Li to figure out the trick.

I've been lost for half my life, but I haven't had a chance to return. Thousands of beauties, only the people in the painting. Love without complaint, only fear of Acacia pain. Only when you are sleeping can you get together and be alone again in the morning!

Lost, way, ten thousand, thought, five, fear, then, bright!

"There is nothing here! Everything is haunted by demons... "Mo Li's mind is more relaxed when he thinks about everything. When he looks at the fire and ghost around him again, he finds that whether it's the jump of the fire or the action of the shadow, there is a specific track.

"This is..." Mo Li stares at the leaping flame and the flickering ghost, and the aura flashes in his mind.

Sword skill!

Is it the falling rain sword technique?

When you think of Dong Miaoyu's famous unique skill of emperor Qingfeng, don't leave your eyes to stare at those moving and jumping shadows, and your dragon sword will dance slowly.

Enter the gate and smell the way. You long sword in Mo Li's hand to draw a continuous track, with the long sword waving a move in Mo Li's mind gradually understand.

For three hours, the flames around him disappeared into the ground like the tide, and the space around him was clear again. Mo Li also had a complete set of sword techniques in his mind, the falling rain sword formula.

"If you have no fear, you will be bright... What a fearless person you are!"

Mo Li has to sigh for the power of Qingfeng emperor!

It's a space that disturbs the mind. If you want to master the true meaning of the falling rain sword formula, you must get rid of the fear in your heart under the illusion of rampant demons!

Mo Li turned around and found that this space used to be a courtyard. Now it seems that his location should be a backyard.

Turning around, he didn't find anyone else. Mo Li rushed to the front hall.

Along the way, Mo Li saw a lot of Wang's and Feng's disciples, but... No one was alive.

Everyone is afraid of death, or he will grasp the whole body blood dripping, or his hands holding a short dagger stabbed in the heart... In the dual role of fire and demons, all kinds of illusions make these people mistakenly think that they were burned by fire, in a simple way... Their death is entirely due to their inner fear.

"Ling'er! Snow

In the corridor between the backyard and the front hall, Mo Li finally sees Feng Ling and Su ranxue.

They sit face to face, and Fengling's face is very pale. Su ranxue is stabilizing her mind with the silver needle in her hand.

"Cher, are you all right?"

Ran to Su ranxue side, looking at the wind bell without the slightest blood face and Su ranxue is full of tired eyes, Mo Li heart a tight.

"It's ok..." Su ranxue breathed a long breath: "if you are lost, you will know if you have no fear! I didn't understand the sword technique, but fortunately I didn't get lost in my heart. As soon as I woke up, I saw the wind chime who wanted to end it with a knife.... "

Su ranxue's words make Mo Li's face change greatly. His eyes sweep to one side and he sees a delicate dagger lying nearby.

"Xueer... Thank you, or I'll..."

Don't be afraid.

If, if not for Su ranxue, even if sober, if the wind chime really what happened, Mo Li this life will not forgive yourself!

Su ranxue looks at Mo Li with a warm smile.

"Don't say thank you to me in the future. You and I don't need these two words! Cough... "

Su ranxue's voice fell a burst of light cough, originally tired face more pale.

"You should adjust your breath first and give me the bell."

Mo Li quickly stepped forward to help Feng Ling's body, and took out the ten thousand year ice needle from the ring.