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That face...the moment when the ghost sorcerer regained the golden mask.

Sustained seriously, Chen Mu, who was squatting on the side, had a few eyes.

how come? Why the face of the ghostly sorcerer will look exactly the same as the phoenix.

Is that coincidence or?

Ghost Emperor Wu became famous for several years, but few people on the mainland have seen his true face, but then carefully counted, the years when the underground temple rose, it is also the time when Feng Yu left the Beiqing Palace and the rise of Fengfu. .

Also, Ye Lingyue said that she had booked a relative with Feng Wei, and she said that she and Feng Yu, Wu Zhong's affairs, regardless of other people's affairs.

The witch revived the madness and slaughtered the people of the mixed yuan, only because he was Fenghuang.

The head grabbed his fiancee.

The largest underground powerhouse in the mainland and the most affluent Fengfu are all phoenix.

Chen Mu was scared by this terrible big secret.

And he always thought that Feng Qi was a waste.

Chen Mu, you are a complete idiot.

Chen Mu held the wound, but the blood still popped out of his fingers, dyed his hand, and looked at Ye Lingyue and Wu Zhong with obstinacy.

At this time, the two have only one other in their eyes.

Ye Lingyue smiled like a flower, and the beautiful face had a faint happiness. Because of the height difference, she slightly raised her head and looked like a bird.

Wu heavy face, plated with a soft light, he stared at the little woman in front of her eyes, as if there was only one person between heaven and earth.

The two looked at it like this, forgot about it, there was no gap between them, and they couldn't insert anyone else.

Chen Mu only felt more painful, it was not a wound, but his heart.

None of the three people noticed, just when Ye Lingyue and Wu Zhong met.

The door to the tomb has been completely opened.

The door was black and lacquered. In the mausoleum, there was a scent of the gods, either bright or dark.

"Hey, it's a shameful scene, but it's a pity that my ancestors are going to fight today."

A loud noise came from the mausoleum along with a mad voice.

It was like being slashed by a volley, and a figure was drilled out of the mausoleum.

Wu Zhong and Ye Lingyue were alert and heard the sound of the source.

It was an old man. He was dressed in a black and white wide robe. He had to be white, high and narrow, and his eyes were cold and a bit arrogant.

Beside the old man, the strong force fluctuations spread.

"Old ancestors, if you come, you must be the master of the mixed yuan, and all the other disciples are dead."

When I saw the old man, Chen Mu's original dead eyes renewed the color of hope.

He even climbed to the bottom of the ancestors of the mixed yuan, tears, and the head in order to seize Ye Lingyue, was retaliated by the witch, and the mixed Yuanzong was slaughtered and narrated.

The more the old ancestors listened, the more ugly the look.

When I learned that the mixed yuan was up and down, and now there is only one person left by Chen Mu, the ancestors of the mixed yuan are no longer calm.

"Family, kid, you dare to slaughter me. I have dared to destroy the foundation that I have worked hard for thousands of years." When the old ancestor remained on the continent of Qingzhou, he was considered a powerful man. Even three of them sold him a few faces.

In these years, he worked hard to cultivate the mixed Yuanzong. Whoever thought that he would be destroyed by Wu, he was a **** for many years, and his cultivation was beyond ordinary people, and he was not too angry.

"You are the ancestor of the mixed yuan? You are just right, Ling Yue's light-forbidden system is banned, but you set it down and quickly remove it. Otherwise I will make your ancestors become old turtles."

Wu said, the demon power of the body was released, and the air around the body was distorted.

"Let her go? Dreaming of the kid, the woman behind you is the man of the northern **** who wants to kill. When the **** wants her to die, she will die."

The anger of the old ancestors was a lot smaller when I saw Ye Lingyue and Guang Fu.

In particular, he saw Ye Lingyue in the light, unharmed, and suddenly ecstatic.

The destruction of the Zongmen has become a fact, but it is good to seize Ye Lingyue. As long as she kills her, it is also a great achievement.

Maybe when the gods are happy, they will even seal him as a small lord in the realm of the gods. When he rebuilds a martial art in his own territory, it is not even more beautiful.

The northern gods?

Wu heavy eyebrows, is about to ask, but noticed that when Ye Lingyue heard the words of the North and the gods, his expression suddenly changed.

The bottom of my heart is like being pinned.

In Ye Lingyue's mind, two people flashed.

It was a pair of men and women, the face of a man, she could not see clearly.

In the arms of a man, he is dependent on a woman.

The woman, petite and weak, is like a white lotus.

"Night Lingyue, my brother didn't love you at all in nine nights. I am pregnant with his children. In order to save me and my baby in the belly, he will take you back and use your flesh and blood as my medicine."

The woman made a giggling laugh.

Someone came forward and took out the knife. The flesh and blood pieces were cut down. The pain in the body was far less than the pain caused by the heartbreaking lungs.

"It hurts... it hurts." Ye Lingyue's face was pale.

In the north, why is this name so familiar?

She tried hard to think back, but there seemed to be an invisible hand in her head. When she wanted to think hard and think more clearly behind her, the memory began to blur.

"Ming Yue? What happened to you?" Wu looked at the painful appearance of Ye Lingyue, and his heart was tight.

He suddenly remembered the memory of Ye Lingyue.

Can it be said that the pair of men and women of Ye Lingyue's memory are the people of the realm of the gods, and listen to the tone of the ancestors of the mixed yuan, the identity of men and women is not low.

God, at least it must be the level above the gods.

"The ancestors of the mixed yuan, speeding up the opening of the optical sign prohibition, otherwise, I will razed your entire mixed yuan to the ground." Ye Lingyue's pain, fell into the eyes of Wu Zhong, his day, amber, like a rolling wave Like.

He has the heart to open the light, but he is afraid of hurting Ye Lingyue inside.

Wu Zhong also saw that this light symbol is not simple, I am afraid that it is a thing of the gods.

This is the case, it can only be started from the ancestors of the mixed yuan.

I saw that Wu raised his hand, and his palms condensed two forces.

A few bangs, Yuan Li condensed into countless black hail, the hail is dense, suspended in the sky.

Wu's heavy arms shook, and the black hail went to the face of the ancestors' ancestors.

The number of hail is as high as a locust, and even if it is a ancestor of the mixed ancestors, it may not all be able to go away.

In particular, the ancestors of the mixed yuan also noticed that those scorpions were also mixed with demon power, and the ancestors looked slightly condensed.

This young man is actually more powerful than An Ruo Songsong's step-by-step powerhouse.

The ancestors of the mixed yuan remember that when he was still in the mainland, let alone the younger generation, even the older generation, few people were so amazing.

When is the young man on the continent of Qingzhou, the strength is so abnormal.

"Slow, boy, if you want your sweetheart to die faster, just try it."

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