Mr.Feng, your wife is practicing magic again

The stomach of the ghost insect pinched by cloud ink shrinks instantly, and all the power in the body is concentrated on the head at the same time. It can't help but roar: "squeak."

At the same time, a black ball of light came out of his mouth and exploded in mid air with a bang.

"Pa pa pa... Bang Bang..."

At the moment when the black light ball of the ghost insect exploded, the more than 100 people in the ice coffin suddenly exploded from inside to outside at the same time.

"Boom..." the ice coffin was blown open, and the bones mixed with countless flesh and blood splashed in all directions. The strong shock wave and the people wearing protective clothing standing outside their ice coffin were affected, and they were blown away.

The body, which had lost most of its blood, did not shed much red blood. Only the dull white bones and foam of flesh, as well as a strong stench, were emitted in the tomb.

Looking at a rolling eye under her feet, which can finally be released from the light, cloud ink hard to squeeze the bone claws in the hand.

These people have absorbed almost two-thirds of their souls by so many insects. There is no way to save them. They can only be blown up to make them happy. It's disgusting.

"Ow... Asshole." A roar of fury came from the back of the crystal coffin, exploding the whole tomb, and a dark shadow stood up fiercely.

Damn, after training for such a long time, they can finally absorb their soul and blood, but they were blown up at this critical time. He was so angry.

Yunmo looked up and saw behind the crystal coffin, a man in a black gold robe, with long fiery red hair, wearing a black mask and only showing a pair of eyes, was looking at her with anger and resentment. The fierce murderous spirit and powerful force all around him were shooting at her.

Cloud Mo wrists turn, a bone claw toward the black spirit power that pours over to go up.

"Boom..." a deafening collision sound sounded, two forces collided in mid air, burst out a fierce fire, the air flow in the tomb instantly rolled, strong impact, so that the crystal coffin still kept motionless, there was no change because of the appearance of outsiders. Men and women in the five pointed star array were all swaying and unable to stand.

"Damn it." The man in black with the mask immediately stretched out his hand and waved away. The two faced each other in midair. With the wrist down, a wave of black spirit spread to the men and women who were wavering and settled them all in the same place.

Such an understatement of the two of them collided with the power of fan Fei, good power, yunmo brow slightly pick.

However, it doesn't seem to be spiritual power or ghost power. What is the black power?

Thinking quickly in his mind, yunmo's men are not slow either. Seeing that the black masked man cares so much about the crystal coffin, his feet move quickly, and his bone claws wave, he grabs the ice coffin and explodes. The people who are wearing protective clothing will smash at the crystal coffin.

"You dare." The black robe was very angry, and even the person who fell to the crystal coffin with the handle of his wrist was blown away. He didn't let them touch a bit of the crystal coffin, but he didn't move at his feet. His voice was very angry, but he didn't rush to interrupt Yun Mo's action.

Cloud Mo's sharp eyes saw that the black robed man only used his right hand, but his left hand was connected with the crystal coffin, and there was a red line between them.

No, it's not the red line. It's the blood.

It's the blood of the man in black.

He's feeding the crystal coffin with his own blood.

No wonder he didn't dare move.

Once the resurrection curse is interrupted, all previous achievements will be wasted. On the contrary, those who want to resurrect will suffer heavy losses. He is in a critical period now, so he dare not move.

What's in this crystal coffin so important to him?

The heart reads electricity to turn, cloud ink both hands suddenly open, ten fingers face the sky ruthlessly buckle, ghost force penetrates the body and draws around 20 or 30 people, at the same time toward the crystal coffin to smash.

In the moment of smashing people in the past, yunmo's figure shrank into this group of people and flew towards the crystal coffin.

In the roar of the black masked man, yunmo rushed to the crystal coffin and looked down into the coffin.

On the crystal coffin there is a very strong border, under which

Silver hair, red lips and picturesque eyebrows, there is a woman lying in the crystal coffin, a woman with delicate face like a fairy in the forest.

She lies quietly in the crystal coffin, wearing a light blue dress, which sets her off like a fairy. She looks as beautiful as a sleeping beauty.

But in yunmo's eyes, her crying and despairing soul is constantly absorbed by her body. The blood from the dead is flowing in her body. The body that was already dead, in the crying soul and blood, the pale skin begins to show ruddy color, Blood began to flow in the dried up veins, and the soul that was swallowed up circled in her eyebrows bit by bit, condensing out her soul.

They look like a picture, but inside they are evil spirits.

Hiding behind those people in protective clothing, yunmo's murderous spirit flashed in his eyes. His Bone Claw folded up a sword flower. His right middle finger quickly crossed a picture of heaven and earth eight trigrams over the crystal coffin. His left hand pointed at the center of the eight trigrams, and the majestic magic force came out of the crystal coffin.

The black robed man waved away dozens of people who were thrown by cloud ink. Seeing this, he was surprised and angry: "reckless." A palm toward cloud ink split air to clap.

The black spirit power is not the spirit power, the ghost power is not the power of the ghost power, just like the ghost smoke whistling out, with the momentum of a tornado sweeping towards the clouds and ink.

In an instant, the light of the whole tomb was dim.

Cloud ink looked at the rushing black power, countless skeletons and monsters she had never seen, showing illusory body shape in the black smoke, rolling towards her with teeth and claws, cold corners of the mouth outlined a trace of cold, right and left hands quickly overlapped, one palm pressed on the eight trigrams in front of her, and said: "the ancestor of ink is here, the four powers listen to the order, only I can use, no mistake."

In the cold cheering, the black air from the black masked man pauses in front of yunmo's face. It seems that he hesitates to listen to yunmo's order.

The ancestral witches can communicate with the spiritual power of heaven and earth. When they reach the peak, all creatures in the world can be used. Although Yun Mo has only recovered 50% of the magical power, he suddenly orders in the name of the ancestral witches. He can't help but stop for a moment.

With this hesitation, Yun Mo stretched out the eight diagrams with both hands and quickly opened it towards the black air. Then, without waiting for the black masked man to react, he held the black air and smashed it down to the crystal coffin.