Chapter 108 Ghost Power - The Arrival of the Dark Moon

At this time, Ziyan was already full of an angry expression and shouted to Ji Feng, "You bastard, you are so good to you, but you secretly framed us. Let me tell you, even if we die here today, I will not let you go."

"Haha! Well, I'm waiting for you. Of course I can't wait for a beautiful woman to come to me. After saying that, Ji Feng ran straight in the direction of Qi Wei.

"We have no grudge against you in the Soul Hall. Why do we kill like this?" Ziyan, who was angry, asked loudly to Qi Wei again.

"Ziyan, stop talking, it's useless!" Xuanmo said lightly.

Qi Wei laughed contemptuously, "Huh! Our Soul Fighting Hall doesn't have to make enemies with Lianzong for you. It's better to make a favor and let Lianzong owe us a favor.

After saying that, Qi Wei shook his hand and said, "Okay, don't say more. You choose. Do you want to get rid of it? Or do you want to die under random arrows?"

"I'd rather die than give in!" As soon as Qi Wei finished speaking, Xuan Mo shouted loudly. Ziyan, Zinan and Ziling released the cave and prepared to fight. Xuanmo understands that in this case, only fighting can have a glimmer of life.

The three women nodded at the same time, and the next moment, the four people's caves had bloomed at the same time.

After Xuanmo released the 43-level cave, he actually tore the sleeve of his left arm fiercely, and then spit out a low and cold voice from Xuanmo's mouth, "Ghosts and gods sleeping in endless hell, please open your dark eyes, please untie the chains wrapped around the ghost arm and obey my call! Wake up! The soul of ghost crying!" Yes, Xuanmo began to call for the ghost cry for the second time.

At the moment Xuanmo finished saying the last word, a circle of dark magic lines began to slowly appear on his left arm. The magic lines seemed to be alive, spreading on his left arm until it filled his left arm, and then a circle of faint blue halo appeared.

Suddenly, Xuanmo only felt that a cold and fearful energy spread all over his body in an instant, and those strange-like monsters quickly flashed in his soul.

"Is this the ghost cry that has disappeared for 500 years?" Qi Wei opened his mouth wide and said in surprise. Ji Feng beside him couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva. At this time, Xuan Mo's cold eyes were staring at him. Ji Feng's face was full of panic, and there were bursts of cold sweat behind him, which was a fear from the bottom of his heart.

Then, with the appearance of the faint blue halo. A purple-black energy mass began to spread under the feet centered on Xuanmo. The purple-black energy was like a small pool, slowly appearing circles of energy ripples.

Then, eight strange virtual shadows quickly rise from the purple-black energy mass. The colors of the virtual shadows are red and black, blue-black, blue-black, gray-black, ink-black, dark black and purple-black. In an instant, eight strange virtual shadows all penetrated into Xuanmo's body. Finally, purple and black vertical bars kept flashing behind Xuanmo, and Xuanmo's whole body looked extremely gloomy.

At the same time, a huge blue-black shadow slowly appeared behind Xuanmo. It was an extremely strange-looking human, with a ferocious face, stretched out two bone-shaped black claws, and a two-meter-high body, which appeared behind Xuanmo.

"Zi Yan, Zi Nan, Zi Ling, stand by my side quickly!" The next moment when the ghost crying woke up, Xuan Mo shouted to the three women in a cold voice.

"The power of ghosts - the dark moon is coming!" Xuanmo shouted loudly.

Then, a dark moon quickly fell in the air. After the dark moon rotated in the air for a week, it quickly disappeared into the eyebrows of the four people. The next moment, a half-curved dark moon slowly appeared in the eyebrows of the four people, and then began to faintly rotate a shadow of the dark moon around the four people, looming. It looks very strange.

Xuanmo is now using the first passive skill of ghost crying - the arrival of the dark moon and the arrival of the dark moon. He uses the power of ghosts to summon the dark moon and attach it to his body, thus enhancing his defense and resistance to all attribute damage. Although it is during the day, as long as the dark moon comes, the ghosts can use the power of ghosts and gods to destroy the enemy like night. Under the dark moon, a magic blade and a corpse.

At this moment, in the face of this situation and countless bows and arrows, Xuanmo had to use the dark moon to protect the three women in advance, and one more defense will have one more chance to escape. Even now, Xuanmo has not panicked, because the calmness from the soul of Shura has always filled Xuanmo's brain.

At this time, Qi Wei had regained his composure from surprise and shouted to the fighters around him, "What are you still doing? Why don't you shoot arrows quickly!"

Looking at the change of Xuanmo, the fighters around him couldn't help but feel a trace of fear. The evil left arm, the purple-black vertical light, and the tall and ferocious shadow behind Xuanmo are all beyond their cognitive range. At this moment, each of them felt the horrible breath released by Xuanmo, which was a cold, evil and fearful breath that made their souls tremble. Shaking breath.

What made Qi Wei angry was that at this moment, all the fighters seemed to have not heard his words at all and were still immersed in fear.

Seeing all this, Qi Wei immediately shouted, and the terrible extreme wind magic quickly spread around with strong pressure, "If you don't want to die, shoot arrows for me quickly!"

At this time, the fighters around him woke up. Under the pressure of Qi Wei and the fear from ghost crying, they trembled and bowed, "Wow! Wheops! Wheops! Wheops!" Only countless sounds were heard cutting through the void, and the arrows around them had attacked Xuanmo like an arrow rain.

At this time, Zinan has released the shield of hidden wind. Ziling and Zinan also released wind shields and water shields respectively.

Xuanmo's right arm quickly burned a golden red flame, and the golden red flame attached to Xuanmo's right arm like a fire dragon. It is the 30th-level skill of the evolution of divine fire - the prisoner.

The next moment, countless arrows have flown to Xuanmo and others.

"Ghost Step!" Xuanmo shouted loudly, and his feet stepped on a shadow. Then, Xuanmo stepped on this strange step and ushered in countless arrows.

"Hehe! Let's see how you escape from these thousands of arrows, so what about ghost crying? It's just a stinky boy. I want to let your genius fall. Qi Wei laughed.

Ji Feng next to him also breathed a sigh of relief, "Is it finally over?" Why can't I feel a little happy? No! I should be happy. He is going to die. I have to be happy. In fact, in Ji Feng's heart, he still had a trace of affection for Xuan Mo and others, but the realistic desire blinded his eyes.