Rebirth of the Strongest Female Emperor

Chapter 261 Blood Moon Elder (1)

"This...what is this!" Zhou Hao had already scared his legs weak, and the hand holding the sword could not stop shaking.

A disciple suddenly saw the heart of the corpse, and his heart was shocked, and the blood on his face faded in an instant!

"It's **** moon..." The voice of the disciple was horrified, and his eyes were filled with fear.

"Blood-moon teaching?!" The crowd heard a white face.

The disciple was stiff and his eyes stared at the **** moon sign of the corpse, and the voice began to tremble.

"My ancestors, once circulated the next legend, thousands of years ago, the establishment of **** moon, in the world, spreading endless killings and fears, the **** month of the year is the first cult, the inside of the teachings are fierce, and master The power of the undead evil spirits... Let the whole world be smeared with charcoal... In the **** moon, the elders’ eyebrows will be marked with the **** moon....” The disciples raised their hands stiffly and pointed That horrible corpse.

In the forehead of the corpse, a red **** moon sign was engraved in the middle of the eyebrow!

"That is... **** elders?" Rao is wearing Changming. When he talks about this matter, the voice can't stop revealing a horror.

The reason why Xueyue teaches the world to be frightened for thousands of years, is the tyrannical power, besides the undead evil in teaching.

In the rumors, any elder character in the blood-moon teaching can easily destroy any sect!

The destruction of the country and the massacre, the words of the **** moon, represent death, representing destruction. Even today, the **** moon is overwhelming, but this fear remains in everyone's heart.

Dai Changming and others can't think of dreams, and they will encounter the elders of Xueyue!

Where is this ordinary foreign disciple, can they fight against it?

At this moment, all the people realized that the sword of the young man of Feng Yuezong will be left here.

I am afraid that the two men of Feng Yuezong have already been swearing for the blood of the elders to teach the elders!

It is the inner disciple of Tianzhi Qicai. In front of the **** elders, it is as small as an ant.

Ye Qingying’s gaze was not clear, and the **** elders’ brows were not wrinkled. The last time, the evil spirit that met at the Gathering Mountain, she could not deal with it, but the dry corpse was actually Under the difference between the blood and the elders of the elders, there is no chance of winning.

All the disciples who have disappeared are afraid of being related to the recovery of Xueyuejiao!

Of course...

Now that I know all this, it’s too late, and the pictures of the horrible death of the horses are deeply imprinted on everyone’s heart. The entire Lucheng City has been covered in blood, how are these flesh and blood, how are they? Can pass through the blood fog that can tear all the living things apart!

Despair, at this moment in the hearts of everyone.

In the desperate silence, the **** elders' scarlet eyes swept over the sects of the disciples in front of them. The cracked lips were slightly open and closed, and the illusory voice was like a nightmare floating into the minds of everyone.

"Submission, or death."

The gloomy and low voice is not like the sound that people can make, the tremor that reaches the heart, and makes all the disciples in the field creepy.

Surrender... or death...

"When I am waiting for the right way, how can I surrender and cult!" A disciple held back his inner fear.

(End of this chapter)