Chapter 318 Zhiyu Kirin

The thief captured the king first, and as soon as C died, the dust of the battle was settled.

Mo Beichou, who seems to be writing freely and lightly to kill C Shou, is actually not easy. Not to mention the cultivation of his mind, his body is full of wounds, and the size and flesh are blurred, most of them are the ghost damage left by the ghost killer. This kind of trauma will not be able to resist because you wear the armor of the warrior, but completely depends on how strong the body protection of consciousness condensed outside the body. Mo Beichou gave up the strong gangan defense in exchange for a fierce attack power. One person wiped out the ghosts of the night Xiaobing Department. Although he ran away four ghost killers, there is no more. The price of victory is the deep and boneless trauma.

Mo Beichou stood firmly, standing like a mountain, and the wound on his body was shocking. He took a few deep breaths and couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood. The scales with a white halo on his body loomed. Several large wounds on his body quickly expanded, revealing the white bones, and the flesh at the wound were swallowed by a black evil spirit. It's devoured, smoking and rotting, which is unbearable to see. At this time, Mo Beishou, who can't stand down, is suffering from the poisonous suffering of ghosts. His flesh and blood are being swallowed up by the evil spirits hidden in the dark through several invisible paths. If there is no accident, he will soon rot and die.

Grandpa has tasted this poison, and of course, Yunzheng hidden on the top of the snow has also tasted it, but it is no more tragic than Mo Beichou at present, but he can still feel the pain of rotten bones and marrow-eating. However, Yun Zheng did not move and maintained his original state. His hidden thinking method has been practiced to enter the room.

The wind roared, and Mo Bei's blood-stained robe swung up with the wind. In the eyes of Yun Zheng and Goya goblins, there was loneliness and sadness, but there was no sense of sadness. Goya muttered, will he be so rotten? You won't take action?

Yun Zheng shook his head, "It's not over yet. Besides, I can't save him. No one can save him except for the rotten bones. However, there is a way to temporarily delay the spread of ghost poison.

What's the way Goya asked?

Yun Zheng played a dumb riddle, and Mo Bei was worried that he knew it.

At this time, Mo Beichou took a deep breath and roared. At least eight ghost wounds on his body suddenly collapsed, and blood burst out. It converged into four blood lines in the air and flew out of the valley, flying out in four directions, breaking through the air over the white snowy mountains, as if by someone It's very strange that the invisible force absorbs it.

In each of the four different directions of the snow mountain, there is a ghost-like shadow flying rapidly. It was the four ghost masters who had just escaped from Mobei's sad knife. Four blood lines rushed to the four people. The four people almost "hew" at the same time, stood up and looked up with a happy face, between the two eyebrows. The ghost eyes opened and happily devoured the flying blood.

The ghost teacher is a kind of evil practice that sells the soul to the evil spirits in the prison. As long as it leaves ghost wounds on the enemy, the possessed evil spirits can constantly devour the flesh and blood in the injured person's body with a trace of connection until death. This is also the reason why Zhongtian practitioners are unwilling to provoke the ghost killers of Qixing Island. If they really provoke them, it is indeed an endless ending. Although the four ghost masters of the Ministry of C who fled for their lives were as panicked as dogs, they still used the ghost magic to constantly devour the flesh and blood of Mo Beichou with evil spirits. If it were not, Mo Beichou would not look like a snow mountain that was about to be rotten and blood.

The raw blood sucked from Mo Beichou's body gushed so much that the four people couldn't help but be happy. This is the rhythm of Mo Beicou's death. When will it take longer if he doesn't go back to mend the knife?

Four people had the same idea, turned over and returned to the valley, and soon the figure appeared in Mo Beizou's sight. Mo Beichou hung a sneer at the corners of his mouth, and pinched a finger rarely used by human inscriptions on his chest. With a clear roar, four sword lights flew out along the blood line flying outside the body, like a meteor, "Puff" shot into the eyes of the four ghost masters at the same time, and the four unlucky guys were nailed to the snow without even saying a word. He died, the sword was light and strong, and the two possessed evil spirits were destroyed on the spot, and the other two were also severely damaged. They finally got rid of the contract with the ghost master and turned into black smoke and escaped.

As soon as the host of the ghost master dies, the life-and-death contract between the possessed evil spirit and the ghost demon master will be lifted, and the end of the possessed evil spirit will either be killed or escaped back to the prison and continue to be evil.

Mo Bei's strange move to kill the remaining ghost teachers, and the little thought that had just accumulated was finally consumed. His method was to hurt the enemy a thousand and 800 self-damage. The ghost wound instantly deteriorated, and half of his body exposed white bones. Mo Beichou finally couldn't stand and swayed, and the antler knife in his hand stood a little firmly on the ground.

He killed four ghost masters in an instant, and Goya almost shouted that it was really good. As Yun Zheng said, although Mo Beishu's injury was heavier than just now, the black evil at the wound faded and the wound did not extend outward.

Killing the ghost master who left ghost wounds and destroy the connection between the evil spirit and the ghost master is the best way to control the damage of ghost thoughts in a short time. Mo Beichou's generation of masters, Tianzong is smart, but he still came up with this method.

The wind and snow are getting heavier and heavier.

Mo Beichou stood in the wind, staggering, and suddenly said in a low voice, "Come out."

As soon as the words fell, Yun Zheng and the little goblin Goya saw a tall and thin figure slowly walking out of the big tree behind a huge rock, standing three feet away from Mo Beichou. The bald hawk-nosed triangular eyes were cold and cruel, and the corners of their mouth drooped slightly, both joking and playful.

There are several depressions on the thin and tall snow-bright bald head, and the depression is as red as blood, making his bald head look like a strange bloody skeleton. The bloodthirsty momentum is suffocating, and I don't know how many lives it will take to feed it.

The thin and tall man smiled jokingly and patted his palm gently. "It's awesome, powerful, it's really eye-opening. You can see the demeanor of Mr. Mo's mind incarnating the fat jade unicorn. This trip to the northwest will not be in vain. The fat jade unicorn is the third ancient beast of the twelve golden beasts. I'm really lucky to see it. . What's more surprising is that I can see Mr. Mo's martial arts cultivation that he has never revealed, which really makes me a little flattered. It's simply biased. Mr. Mo Mingwu is worthy of being a master of a generation, and it is no wonder that the two elders still let you escape together.

Yun Zheng's heart moved. The original talent of Zhiyu Kirin and Mo Beichou is also one of the twelve holy beasts, and it also ranks third, which is better than the ice and frost dragon found by Han Yue. This Mo Beichou is really not simple.

Mo Beichou snorted and said, "Minghui, I didn't expect that the proud disciple of Master Yulong, a family member of Tianwu Temple, who had a strong holy emperor family *, actually went to be a lackey for Qixing Island. Ha, you were kicked out of the wall by Master Yulong and disappeared in Zhongtian. I don't know- The truth people also thought that you had reformed and hid there behind closed doors, but they didn't expect to throw yourself into the door of ninja and endured for more than ten years. Why, dare you dare to go back to the sky? It seems that your evil skill of blood and skeleton fire has been refined?

Yun Zheng, a bald and thin guy full of evil spirit, naturally doesn't know who it is. After listening to Mo Beichou's meaning, he knows that he is actually a holy monk born in Tianwu Temple or a rebel who has been expelled from the wall. This guy is not wearing the armor logo exclusive to the dynasty warrior. It is difficult to judge the specific level of cultivation, but this obscure guy is domineering, which obviously surpasses Zhao Tianjie, who has six levels of cultivation of one of the four Xuanyi. According to the estimate given by the ruler, he is also above the seven stages. There are seven paragraphs of cultivation, and if we talk about strength, how can we be in the top 20 of the dragon list? However, this guy has been hiding his name for more than ten years, and I'm afraid it can't be included in the list of dragons and tigers.

Minghui smiled with his teeth, which was gloomy and chilling. "Mo Beichou, you really know something about Chen Sesame's rotten grain. How about the bloody skeleton fire? You can taste it in a moment, but you don't know if your rotten bones are worth burning. I'm really a little puzzled. Just now, there was a chance to retreat with my whole body. Are you stupid or arrogant enough to think that I'm the best in the world and think that you can escape from my knife after the fierce battle with the C Department. It seems that you have been in the position of the patriarch of Tianshu Nanyuan for too long, and your brain is not smart.

Mo Beichou sneered and said that it was not easy to return the whole body, but if he wanted to kill such a great opportunity as you, it would be only once. There are not many times when the three elders of Qixing Island are single. Today, they will help Brother Yulong clean up the door.

As soon as he curled his lips, the red depression on his bare head was more red and eye-catching. He said, why did you? Is it because of your rotten bones now, or by the little scattered cultivation and demon on the top of the snow?

Yun Zheng and Goya were shocked, and their feelings were broken by the dead bald head they hid here. Mo Beichou glanced up at the top of the snow and smiled, "Mingxiao, Xiao Sanxiu's cultivation is not high, but it is the last straw that overwhelms your camel. If you are afraid, you can rush up now and kill him first. I'm waiting for you here. Let's fight to the death again?"

The bald man curled his lips and sneered, "Well, let him attack him. At this level of cultivation, I pinched it to death with one finger. Old Mo, don't delay the time. If you are injured like this, do you still expect to recover your skills? I don't mind letting you take action first. You can rest assured that I won't let you die too fast. I will give it to give it to you. Where's my bloody skeleton fire?

Mo Bei sighed sadly and said slowly, "Minghui, I think you were close to seven levels of cultivation when you defected from the teacher. Over the years, I think that even if you have been refined into the evil skill of blood skeleton fire, your cultivation has not grown much. If you hadn't taken the evil path, with your talent, your current achievements would not have been Under the withered Zen."