Niu Fei Zai Xia

Under the cover of the enchanting sound of the gloomy rhythm, Yin Guzhu showed a very weird move.

He was awkward at the same time, a little demonized. Especially on the arm with dark black mane, the hair is getting thicker and thicker.

The voice of "呱 嗷 嗷 嘶吼" is quite weird. From the beginning of the screams, it gradually became less like a human voice. On the contrary, there are some similar things like pigs and cattle, a struggling sound when dying.

Because Yin Gu’s main body is very painful. What is more than a heartbreaking lung, it is simply the extent of the bones. If it wasn't for the deep mysterious foundation, it would have been painful to fall on the ground.

Wu Hao's purple jade flute magic charm does not stop. The faintness seems to produce a kind of seduce that will sway the magical flames in the body of Yin Gu.

"This guy's mysteriousness is rising?" The white elders meditating on the ground are trying to calm the internal injuries, but they feel that the Yinu Lord's mysteriousness is getting higher and higher.

The first stage of Xuanyue, the middle section of Xuanyue...!

"what happened?"

"The sound of the magic charm played by Xiao Ruo Yao seems to be helping the Yingu master to improve?"

"But her flute sounds like it won't hurt us?"

The aunts of the pity family were amazed.

"No, no, cough... If Yao Yao definitely has any plans." Mu Qingya rushed to defend.

"But how can she be the voice of the demon?" Someone in the pity group questioned.

"Cough, if Yao recalls the world, there is no match, you can learn the skills of others very quickly." Mu Qingya quickly explained.

"Oh it is." Pity, a group of aunts nodded and said.

Mu Qingya saw that people were so easy to adopt letters, and there were some accidents.

She did not know that she had learned the voice of mercy, and she had quietly become the spiritual leader of the pity. And the careful ethnic group has noticed that she wears the patriarch's ring on her hand, but it is only too late to speak in the field.

On the Bluestone Square, the mourning of the Yingu Lord continued.

His mystery is constantly improving. However, the instability is getting stronger and stronger. People who are slightly present in the field can feel it. His mysterious spirit is like the fire candle in the wind. Sometimes it bursts out of Mars, and sometimes it is devastating. Feeling frightened.

Xuanyue Peak!

No more than thirty interest. Yin Xu’s mysterious spirit has reached such a state.

Suddenly, his body calmed down.

"You, what did you do to me?!" Yin Guzhu gasped, the blood vessels on the face, neck and arms showed a blue-violet color, which highlighted the skin. The color of the skin's surface is also filled with the faint feeling of gray.

Wu Hao’s movements kept on, but the corners of his mouth showed a slight smile.

Think about the need for his son's blood to reduce the resilience of the magical powers, but this is the ultimate technique that destroys humanity. How can there be no shortcomings?

The evolutionary body has already relied on the horrible deductive ability to analyze and understand the Yingu Lord's Bladeblade Magical Power, when the progress reaches 100%. I was aware of the major shortcomings that this practice is easy to get muddy.

Therefore, Wu Hao used the sound of the demon charm to push the Yingu Lord who had already gone far in the magic path. He has already stepped on the edge of the cliff that has fallen far and wide.

"No, no, don't blow again!" Yin Guzhu has already realized what he has become, and has become a furry pair of claws to try to catch Wu Hao. But the body can make a squeaking sound, as if the old carriage axle is rusty and difficult to move quickly.

Suddenly, a flame appeared on him.

The flame that had been sprayed in the main mouth and nose of Yingu was temporarily suppressed after getting the blood of his own son. But at the moment he actually emerged from him.

It is not the flame of the entity, but the transformation of the mysterious gas produced by the magical powers of the valley.

"Wow! The **** Yingu Lord is in the fire!"

"Is it a fire?"

"Haha. That's right!"

The aunts of the Pity family cheered in the ancestral hall. Several young disciples who had made good friends with Mu Qingya, although unable to speak, excitedly jumped up.

Because everyone realizes that Yin Guzhu was overpowered by Wu Hao’s merciful voice!

Just, what is the reason?

The elders of the Pity family, who are over 70 years old, sighed: "I can’t think of this magical power, I am afraid that it will be reminded of the magic of its birth."

Everyone rushed to ask her to explain.

"Magic power. It is the extreme of the martial arts stepping into the evil path. Although the effect is great, but the foundation is unstable, it is difficult to control." The elders slowly said: "Yin Gu main urging the grain blade fire sound magic, is forcing himself to break the human He broke the bottom line and went to the evil road. Xiao Ruoyao used the sound of the demon charm that is the best at smashing into the evil path, which is equivalent to pushing him again."

Everyone suddenly realized.

"Xiao Ruoyao urged him to invariably further demonize with the sound of the demon enchantment. But after all, his degree is the beginning of the first month, and he can't bear the constant growth of the mysterious spirit. The result must be..."

"Crash!" There is an aunt interface.

The elders are happy to say: "Yes! We are the opposite of the death of our family, the master of the Valley of the Magic Valley, dead!"

On the court, Yin Gu’s body was slow and he could only yell in his mouth: “Stop! Stop!”

But how can Wu Hao stop? The flute sounds only more stunned.

Yin Gu tried to rush to Wu Hao, but only barely took two or three steps and fell to the ground.

However, this fell to the ground, actually met the sound son.

Although Yin Gu’s eyes were vague, but caught the sound son, but like a drowning person, he got a life-saving thing and grabbed it.

"Blood! Give me blood!" He opened his mouth wide and tried to bite between the necks of the son.

"It's you! It's you!" After all, the sound of the son is not low, the body is good, although the blood is sucked, but it has not been cut off for a while.

It’s just that the blood is scarce, and sooner or later it’s hard to escape. And because the body tissue lacks oxygen and nutrient delivery, the strong body will be unhappy, and he is on the ground.

Bizarre and relatives touched together, the sound son returned to the light in the room, and suddenly opened his eyes, grabbed the shoulders of Yin Gu, and also bite up.

"I still have blood!" The fierceness of the son is not inferior to his father. The last moment of his life has a huge potential, and his mouth has bitten the neck of Yingu.

At this time, Yin Gu also had a big mouth, licking his shoulder on the other side and biting his neck.

Very strange, the father and son are holding together, biting each other's neck, and trying to **** the blood of the place.

It is a pity that both of them are nothing to gain.

Although the sound son bites even though, the other side has the mysterious body of Xuan Yuefeng, which is not the flesh and blood of his teeth.

The Yingu Lord, although biting his flesh and blood, is not able to **** much blood. Because it was difficult to have a surplus before he was sucked up by him.

It is not that there is no blood in the body of the son, but to a certain extent, it cannot be absorbed due to the effect of negative pressure. Even if the strength of Xuanqi is extremely high, it is difficult to get a lot of blood.

In addition, even if he can succeed, it can not alleviate the collapse of excessive body magic. Because his body has begun to collapse!

Soon, the flames on the Yingu Lord became more and more hot, and gradually turned into a physical flame, and it was still a symbol of the magical purple.

The bladed sound has become out of control and turned into a magical fire, fueling his entire body and burning.

"Ah, it's hot! It's hot! Let me go!" The sound son felt like a fire, opened his mouth and let go of his relative's neck, trying to struggle to leave him.

But the two are together, how can they be separated?

"Wow," Yin Gu’s master screamed, his body had collapsed and he was completely out of control.

In the screams, the father and son were swallowed together by the magical flame.

The flame was so powerful that Wu Hao put down the purple jade flute in his hand and stopped playing, and had to slowly retreat to avoid the burning sensation.

In the fuchsia flame, the two bodies are held together and gradually burnt into a stiff gray.

Without the fifty breath, the magical flame has been extinguished.

A large piece of smoke was burned on the ground, leaving only a pile of blackened ashes. Even the remnants of which of the father and the son are unclear, really do you have me and I have you.

Everyone on the field was silent.

The Yin family and the sons are also worthy of sin. It can even be said that some kind of retribution was obtained, and they were burned to death at the same time because they smothered each other’s viciousness.

This incident has been passed down as a negative material to warn the world.

Although the people of Pity are happy, they can't cheer when they see the scene of incineration.

"Rain! Too life!" Yan Lao and Zhong Lao were thrown next to the ashes.

They just saw the general trend has been irreparable, and immediately the oil on the soles of the feet is ready to escape.

The white elders were rigorous and immediately noticed their intentions. They took the two magical valley elders back.

Wu Hao smiled and walked forward: "Rare life? Yes."

"Thank you, Grandma!" The two of them were overjoyed and they were going to be gimmicks without any anger.

A hand slammed out a palm of the hand and rushed up the ash on the ground, and sprinkled the old and the old man.

Are you scared of urine? Who knows if there is any residue of the magical flame above?

Xuanqi has been screamed by the two elders of the white elders ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ rolling on the ground, want to shake off the ashes.

When the two stopped, Wu Xiao smiled and asked: "Do you have any good things to exchange your life? If you don't have one, there is no value left in this world."

"There is! We know a lot of secrets!"

"I also know the hidden places of the secret treasures of the Magic Valley!"

Zhong Laohe and the old man are busy saying that they are valuable.

The pity of the people who have come out of Wu Haochao beckoned: "Then I will hand it over to you, and the two will be interrogated separately. If one place is not right, then..."

The voice never landed, and Wu Hao smashed the purple jade flute at the knees of the two.

Old man and Zhong Lao screamed, each of them squatting on a broken knee and fell to the ground.

Ten days ago, I came to the territory of the Pian sounds, and the two elders, who were still incomprehensible, were actually taken prisoner. (To be continued...)