The Lord of Ghost

The vertical line hangs into the lake, sparkling slightly, but it suddenly extinguishes at the moment of flickering, and the traces are covered.

raging! The blood steaming provided was burning, as if the boiling oil and fire also dissipated after flashing.

Just the moment of time, short and fast, was covered up by another force, and it was difficult to spy on the fundamental.

But this is enough!

"It's not him!" A hot sun's eyes were like a hot sun, and they were shining, and they said.

The position of caught by the causal vertical line is not the scope of the secret situation.

On the contrary, that position is located in Zhongzhou!

Zhongzhou, Momo.

Mo Yan slowly walked into a fog restricted area, gray sky, wet water vapor, and flowing dark underworld, and the decaying soil breeds Ruili's bright red flowers.

The bright red charm flowers are full of the entire area. Mo Yan passed through the sea of ​​flowers, as if the light car was familiar with the road, and came to a weird old locust tree.

The locust trees are dry, like the old man in the wind candle, only the dark leaves are spreading, and there is no vitality. A shade of a black feathers stands, and it is stiff as if sculpture.

However, on the drawn branches, there is a dry skin, dense, and dense.

Occasionally, there are yin winds, and the skin of the people with all branches will shake, squeaking branches, like a ghost's murmur.

Suddenly, the yin crow opened the blood -like pupils, reflected in its world, reflected a round moon with blood.

"Come back?" Yin Ru spit out.

Mo Yan was silent as always. He looked at the skin of the branches and reached out one from the branches, just like receiving clothes, and then gently scratched a crystal gap on the human skin.

The air was silent, and the Yin Raven did not disturb Mo Yan's move, but just stared quietly, and occasionally twisted the stiff neck.

At this moment, the fog outside the penalty area had a change of movement.

Yin crow's blood pupil blooms red light, and when, the corrosive fog opens a path.

"Adult, press your instructions ..."

The coming person is one of the two kings that Mojia stayed in the past years, and the existence of a sage to death with a palm of one hand, [Mo Gu Chen].

Mo Gudue slowly raised his head. Although every time he entered here, his vitality would have a trend of withering, and the pervasive dead breath would always lose his life in his body.

Raising his head, still the bright red flowers on the ground, I do n’t know the name of the flower, but it is beautiful, as if never withering.

On the old locust tree, he was still covered with dense human skin. He did not dare to look at the skin on the tree, because of the source of these skin sacs, he even felt that he was seeping.

However, there is one stranger today.

Coincidentally, Mo Yan replaced a new skin from the branches on the original basis. When he turned around, he put on Mo Gulin's horrible pupil light.

Mo Guchen looked at this familiar person, yes, familiar, from strange to familiar, there was only a moment.

Because of the supporting human skin, he can't be familiar with it!

Tens of thousands of years ago Mojia, the double king was born, he was the one who was defeated, and he was retained by the later generations.

And another Supreme, won the throne, and then turned into dust under the power of the years.

But now, the supreme Emperor who has long been dead has appeared in front of him alive, and he really surpassed the illusion!

Even the breath is almost perfect! Just like tens of thousands of years ago!

"Adult! He ... this is ..." Mo Gudue was shocked and could not be added, and he couldn't even express it in words.

who is he! Intersection

Is that really the skin of the emperor! Intersection Intersection

Human skin hangs on the tree, empty eyes, and dehydrated flesh, which can not see any difference at all.

When you wear it on your body, it turns into a living person, so frightened!

He is the ancestor of Mojia, but Mojia has inherited for tens of thousands of years. The root cause cannot be traced back. He can feel the strange and strange Qiqi of Mojia, but he cannot truly explore.

Yin Ru stood on the branches and joked: "He? As you saw, he replaced the skin of the same family in the past, but it was not the skin of the Emperor's period."

"As for who he is, this question is very interesting, maybe you have seen him."

Mo Gudue is incredible and seen him?

In order to fight against the years, he was sealed for tens of thousands of years, and he remembered that in that era, Shenyuan was extremely precious. Only he could be sealed in the world.

If you have seen him, at least tens of thousands of years ... but this is completely impossible!

At that time, after wearing another layer of human skin, Mo Yan moved his hands and feet, and murmured: "Ten thousand years of clothes, the strength lost too much ..."

Subsequently, his face changed and transformed into the face of the guardian of the Xuanyang Holy Land.

Suddenly, at this moment, a faint silk thread used through the limitation of time and space, as if to catch Mo Yan.

"Who!"

Mo Gudue subconsciously urged the rules to dare to go back to Mo's forbidden land, who is so bold!

Slap!

The hook line suddenly broke, just in the moment.

Mo Gudue just wanted to reverse the law, and looking for traceable people along the line of cause and effect, it was stopped by Mo Yan.

Faced with this strange guy, he didn't know how to describe it, and he couldn't shout for a while.

Mo Yan walked in front of Mo Guchen and smiled lightly. One of the former Mojia double kings was dry and old under the corrosion of the years.

"I remember you, one of the two kings." Mo Yan said.

Then, a period of memory poured into Mo Guchen's mind, and saw his old body trembling violently, as if he saw an incredible scene.

Mo Guchen: "It's really you!"