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Chapter 1847 Little devil, listen to your mother

Seeing this, Tu Weiwei twitched suddenly, and then she carefully tempered her body with thunder to stimulate the infinite potential under her acquired physique.

"Please ask the ghost master—"

On the front of the altar, Shi Nixiao shouted seriously and solemnly.

Bloody herons fly.

Crying everywhere.

The guards lined up on both sides, and the long white steps of Xuannv Palace were covered with long black carpets.

With silver hair and white eyes, she was like a holy incarnation, and walked towards the altar on the black carpet.

Shi Nixiao glanced at the black treasure box placed on the altar and said, "This is the sacred object in the forest protected by the Ghost Lion Clan. When the sacred object blooms, it is the day when the Ghost Lord is born. Please open the sacred object!"

Shi Nixiao knelt on one knee.

Countless Ghost Lion tribe members and guard members suddenly knelt down.

In unison, he soared into the sky: "Please open the holy relics."

Xuannv looked at Chu Yue, and her bright red lips curled up a beautiful smile.

She was wearing a long skirt that dragged the floor, and the hem was spread on the white steps and black carpet. Every move, every frown and smile was like a famous painting from ancient times.

When she enjoyed the look up from all over the world, she stretched out her delicate hand and slowly opened the pure black treasure box.

Seeing the picture inside the treasure box, Xuannv's eyes suddenly shrank.

I saw a withered red shore flower inside.

"how so?"

Shi Nixiao was shocked: "Three days ago, Your Highness, when you walked out of Xuannv Palace, the other side of the shore was in full bloom. The Ghost Lion tribe members were waiting for it for the past three days. They were still fine before coming, so how could they wither now?"

"boom!"

Xuannv swung her sleeves and swept out instantly, turning the entire altar into ruins.

"I don't need this so-called red spider flower to become a ghost master!"

Xuannv shook her sleeves again, and the blood heron swept out like a storm, crushing a group of ghosts and warriors on the right.

The young ghost was still looking at Xuannv happily.

However, the storm hit him ruthlessly and cruelly, tearing him to pieces at any time.

The smile on the little ghost spirit's face froze, and the light in his eyes gradually dissipated.

The mother noticed the danger was coming and saved the child almost immediately, trying to block the attack for the ghost spirit at the cost of being scattered.

"Mom..."

The little ghost shouted heart-wrenchingly.

"There will be flowers and light in the city of Cursed."

My mother's arms were particularly warm and her voice was very kind.

The little ghost spirit cried out, and opened his eyes and saw the storm sweeping over, and the bloody heron grinned like an evil ghost.

He closed his eyes in fear.

"boom!"

Suddenly, the sound of thunder exploded.

A figure fell from the sky, blocking the blood heron storm with his own strength.

The little ghost seemed to have noticed something, slowly opened his eyes, and the cool heroic posture and blood-red skirt reflected in the eyes, and he opened his mouth slightly as if he subconsciously.

Chu Yue swept axe and slashed the bloody egret storm, and his body was filled with thunder and lightning. Then he slowly fell down and looked back at the little ghost spirit.

"Little devil, I want to listen to your mother."

Chu Yue curled her lips and smiled, then stepped on her slender legs and ran wildly on the land of the Cursed City, with the purpose of the ruined altar of Xuannv Palace!

The little ghost blinked and asked blankly: "Mom, is that a god?"

"That's the new ghost in Xicheng."

"Then can she be our ghost master?"

"Silly kid..."

At this moment, Xuannv saw Chu Yue leaving the thunder range and said angrily: "Ye Chuyue, if you don't go there, you have to seek death if you want to die, I will fulfill you!"

"Yeah?"

Chu Yue laughed softly, and an evil arc of light flowed in her eyes.

"I am not dead yet, and it's not your turn to be a lowly slave who is involved in the word "Ghost Lord".

"Ninety thousand years are too long, and people no longer know the style of the ghost master."

"It's time for warriors in the world to have a long experience."

"Xuanniao!"

"In Zhongzhou, there is only my Night Moon City, and no place for you to curse!"

Chu Yue finished shouting loudly, picked up the axe and flew into the air.

She looked up at the strange blood moon, and a desolate smile opened on her lips.

Ninety thousand years have passed.

Fellowships and grudges should be settled.

Pillow.

Our Night Moon City will bloom again with flowers, and all seasons are like spring.

"Your Highness Xuannv, be careful!"

Both Shi Nixiao and the Guards began to attack Chu Yue.

Just when they thought Chu Yue was going to attack Xuannv, a pair of fire-colored wings spread out from behind Chu Yue's spine.

She saw her holding an axe in one hand and wearing a black mask around her waist on her face with the other.

The Vermilion Bird Fire Wings carried her to the highest point of the Ghost Forest Sky, like an erupting volcano, rendering half of the sky into the color of fire.

Chu Yue released all the thunder power stored in the soul, and even put a Shennong Shengxue, which almost consumed all her energy.

At the same time, the mask ignited ghost fire, and the flames spread throughout the body and tomahawk.

She slowly raised her hand, and the battle axe surrounded by ghost fire became a black bow.

"I use the ninety thousand peace heroic souls as arrows, and I want you Ye Chuyue to wake up!"

After humming, Chu Yue pointed at Cangqiong Xueyue and pulled the arrow.

The mask that used to be was not complete.

Only when the 90,000 heroic souls of the Ping'an Army return to the mask can they be considered complete.

The blood seal on Chu Yue's body is closely connected with the Blood Moon. If you want the Cursed City to see the light again, you have to destroy the Blood Moon.

The blood moon is invincible.

But Chu Yue wants to take a gamble.

In the blood moon is her soul consciousness and blood.

She wanted to bet on whether her faith and firm will completely disappear and pass by over 90,000 years.

Ye Chuyue, who once wished to bear the heavenly tribulation, and to use her body as a gate to block the enemy in the void. When facing ninety thousand heroic souls as arrows, can she break through the ban seal and wake up!

"Thorn!"

A single arrow shot the moon.

Go straight to the Nine Heavens.

The black arrows burned with hissing weird ghost fire.

The woman in red in the air looked like a god of war, and the wings of the Vermilion Bird behind her covered a huge shadow in front of the Xuannv Palace.

Countless gazes were concentrated on this arrow.

The ghost fire arrow passed through the clouds and sank into the blood moon.

The arrow instantly ignited into fire and spread at a speed visible to the naked eye, so that a blood moon was covered by ghost fire.

Chu Yue raised her head, and a trace of blood-red flowed out of the corner of her mouth.

In the cursed city, thunder and lightning flashed, and Shennong's holy snow flew.

Below, Chen Cangqiong and Liu Yaoyao opened two storage bags, and nearly 100,000 ghost crystals poured out like a waterfall.

Thunder and lightning and Shennong Shengxue are difficult to break through the ghost crystal.

Still a little short!

Chu Yue gritted her teeth, and blood continued to flow from her lips.

But she had already exhausted all the thunder power in her soul, and her soul, martial roots, and dantian were almost exhausted.

Just now!

But when Zhao Wushuang, Xiao Li and others were sitting cross-legged, opened their eyes, shouted softly, and shot out their palms. Countless thunder powers were like spring water and headed straight for Chu Yue.
Chapter completed!
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