The Opening Summons The Black and White Impermanence

"Hmph, you are not qualified to want my life."

"You have to live, live well, or Qingying Fei Slaughter will go away for nothing."

The firefly dissipated,

The strange figure appeared in front of the son Wushang,

"Who are you."

Condensed in the converging ghost aura is the scarlet killing aura,

The son Wushang has followed General Xiaoyuzuo to fight against foreign races since he was a child. He has experienced more than a hundred wars, so he will naturally not overlook the murderous aura of the opponent.

"Murder, Qingying slaughter."

Qingying Feiyu wears a mask on her face,

His body was covered with silver armor, and the bone claws in his hand exuded a piercing cold light. The cyan fireflies around gradually ignited his body and completely reflected him in the night.

Ghost,

murderous look,

Blood,

The intertwined breath is the outstanding one among the murderers and ghosts, Qingyingfeifei,

In order to complete the nine-thousand-year-old order,

Coming all the way from the war, I finally found a barely qualified body,

The son Wushang is eloquent, and he will not have any softness in treating ghosts. These ghosts are the dirtiest existence. As a prince, the son Wushang still has a haughty integrity.

Fireflies gathered in front of Qingyingfei to resist the sword energy,

Qingying Feiling continued to smile sternly, it seemed to him that the son’s innocent actions were so ridiculous to him.

A nasty kid,

Dare to dance knives and guns in front of him,

It’s not just that bad,

"break"

With a sword cut open the wall of cyan fireflies, the son Wushang roared and wanted to kill the cyan fireflies.

But after the fireflies,

There is no more ghost,

Gaba~~~

A sound of broken bones echoed in the calm night,

The son Wushang roared instantly, holding his broken hand bone, his face pale.

He didn't even see how Qingying Feiyu came to him.

When the reaction comes,

Only the dropped sword and the broken hand,

Qingying Fei Liao put her head close to the son, and sniffed vigorously.

"The immature breath, not bad, nine thousand years old will definitely like it."

Gaba,

With the second crisp sound, Qingying Fei Liao broke off the other hand of Young Master Wushang, and he completely became a useless person.

"Ghosts, kill me if there are seeds."

The son shouted without shame,

"I said, you have to live, live well, nine thousand years old will love your physical body."

In the severe pain, Young Master Wushang still heard Qingying Feiling's voice clearly.

Unexpectedly, there is a stronger existence behind such a weird ghost,

I was too careless,

Thinking of the secrets of War Armor, the son Wushang feels unwilling.

"Wait obediently for me to break your legs, everything won't hurt so much."

"You should feel honored to be able to dedicate yourself to the nine thousand years old."

When Qingying Fei Liao approached Young Master Wushang again,

Young Master Wushang’s eyes also showed horror, but in order to be able to regain power in the domain, sometimes enough effort and sacrifice must be made.

"and many more."

The son begs mercilessly,

"Why are you looking for me."

"A dead person doesn't need an answer."

"But if you tell me the answer, maybe I will give you better results."

"Oh, interesting human race."

Qingying Fei Liao came a little bit of interest,

In his eyes, Young Master Wushang is just a somewhat cunning and immature mortal,

How can he bring better results to himself,

"What do you think of me?"

"Physical body."

"But I am not your best choice."

Young Master Wushang’s words made Qingying Feilan praise him a little bit, a very smart guy, can he really bring him unexpected gains to survive?

Seeing Qingying flying slaughter no more words,

The son Wushang affirmed his words even more,

"I have a regal spirit, so you chose me, right."

"In that case, I have better goals for you to choose, and of course I want you to save my life."

This ghost is so weird and changeable,

The son Wushang felt the horror of death,

But this is also a good opportunity,

Get rid of the opportunity of the boss and the third,

For kingship,

Father is going to die,

The eldest and the third have to die too,

And he has to go back to Xiaoyu alive,

For all this, the son Wushang can give up everything,

"If you deceive me, you will die miserably."

The conditions offered by Young Master Wushang did attract Qingying Feiyu.

He is not a perfect target, but Qingying’s flying slaughter has been delayed for too long, and he doesn’t know how much patience of nine thousand years is left.

If he could not complete the nine-thousand-year-old mission perfectly, he would be too negligent as a murderer.

"I know, so I won't make fun of my life, I will take you to find a more suitable replacement, but I have to pay something back."

"You can live, is the greatest reward."

"Not enough, not enough, I want you to take me to see the people behind you."

"You are arrogant."

"Doesn't the capture of a suitable body mean that you want to plan bigger things, since we have the same goals, maybe we can reach a consensus."

Qingying Feiling was lost in thought,

Such a change is beyond his wish,

This is the last chance for Young Master Wushang. Even if he combines the power of ghosts, he will seize the kingship.

Since ancient times, the battle for seizure has been cruel.

If the fourth child is not dead, maybe everything will not progress to what it is today,

But some things will never end once the curtain has been kicked off,

Boss, third, don’t blame me for being cruel,

Originally I only wanted you two to kill each other, but now, killing one and two is no longer different.

Young Master Wushang saw Qing Ying Fei Liao nod his head.

The corner of his mouth finally showed a hint of hope that he was about to see a big victory,

The kingship of Xiaoyu will eventually fall into his hands. ...

The sea of ​​flowers on the other shore,

One after another, the flowers of the other shore are reflected in the eyes of the world’s creatures,

Without Princess Qiang, the sea of ​​flowers is still as before.

Shen Lian closed the ghost gate tightly and put all his attention here.

He believes,

The candle dragon will reappear one day, and he won't let him wait too long.

There has been an abnormal change in the world, but it is not a real crisis compared with the chaos brought about by the candle dragon.

At this moment,

Imprisoning the candle dragon is the only goal,

I don’t know how long I’ve waited, or how many small worlds have perished because of the candle dragon,

When a black dragon ball is mapped above the sky,

The brilliance of the red sun is completely shrouded in darkness,

Shen Lian knew,

The time to come is finally here,

"Yin Tianzi!!!"

Accompanied by a dragon roar,

The huge body of the candle dragon gradually broke through the obstacles of the small world, and along with the fragments of the fall of countless small worlds, appeared directly above the sea of ​​flowers on the other side.

The powerful ghost aura caused the entire Yin Cao Netherworld to fall into turmoil,

Thousands of dead souls lie on the ground motionless in horror, even opening their eyes is a sin.

The Yin Sizhong tried their best to control the order in the Yin Cao Netherworld, and at the same time turned their eyes to the distant sea of ​​flowers.

This battle will be personally presented by Yin Tianzi,

You don’t need to imagine too much to know how cruel it will be.

"I'm here, you made me wait so much."

Shen Lian smiled calmly,

He has flown in front of the candle dragon,

In the eyes of such an ancient ghost, Shen Lian is insignificant or even worse than a fly.

Zhulong’s eyes are bigger than the sun and the moon,

Shen Lian didn’t even know if the candle dragon saw himself,

Booming~~~

The sea of ​​flowers on the other shore plunged into a sea of ​​flames,

Countless fragments of the small world fell on the sea of ​​flowers, igniting the blood-red petals,

The other side flower that once caused people to fall into hesitation is now more like infernal purgatory,

"You can't stop me from destroying the world."

Candle Dragon roared and said,

His dragon ball engulfed a full thousand creatures in the small world. With this single blow, it is a foregone conclusion to destroy the world. As long as he breaks the barrier established by the Yin Cao Jifu, he will be able to avenge Nuwa.

"You couldn't do it tens of thousands of years ago, and you can't do it now."

"Hahaha, do you still want to be comparable to the beautiful woman in charge of the Yin Cao Jifu?"

Candle Dragon roared,

Nuwa,

The ancestor of man, personally founded the ancient **** of the world,

And the Yin Cao Difu is just the underworld that Hou Tu couldn't bear the world and all spirits after the death, the undead wandered in the heaven and the earth until the soul flew away.

Don’t you try to compare with Nuwa’s existence?

"Since you are in the Six Dao Chakras, all are under my control. Can you beat me to the candle dragon."

"I want to let the Yin Cao Jifu and the world be destroyed together!"

The candle dragon seemed to be provoked by Shen Lian, and the black dragon's breath burst out under the anger, and the sea of ​​flowers on the other side of the thousands of miles was submerged in darkness in an instant.

Boundless,

Emptiness,

I can't see the breath of life, and I can't perceive the existence of death,

The candle dragon drove his huge body to land in the darkness, his eyes penetrating the front,

Suddenly,

A flame cut through the darkness,