The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood

This voice, Ye Mo is very familiar, and the same as Linger, but this voice is also mixed with evil, do not have to think about it, this evil Fu Ling, finally escaped from the Tianfu Tower.

"Ye Mo, you should know what is called real power, you have no chance to protect anyone, and your cultivation journey should be over."

Fu Rong looked at the clouds in the air, and the sound began to hoarse. Since the evil spirits have appeared, as long as she controls them through means, they can get the most powerful help.

When the voice of Fu Rong fell, Ye Mo saw it, and the cloud was swept out. Finally, it was transformed into a figure of a glimpse, and it was a spirit, and the appearance was exactly the same as that of Linger.

"All the elders are going to show up with the spirits, and this evil spirit comes out of the heavenly tower, and the breath is still unstable!"

Fu Chen shouted loudly.

For a long time, the elders who fell to the ground all burst into the past and wanted to play a big battle.

The evil spirit looked at the dust from all directions, sneered, and his hands waved again and again, and the sheets of energy that were condensed by the energy were shot and hit on the elders, and instantly they were Hole through.

Between the gestures, the elders were all defeated and fell to the ground, completely losing the ability to act.

"The evil spirit has not been completely restored, but the strength is already enough to compare the soul of the gods. If it is restored again, I am afraid that it can reach the soul of the gods, the spirit of the gods, and the spirit of the mainland. There is no existence that can counter her existence."

Fu Rong laughed and said: "Fu Ling, can you know me?"

The evil spirit looked at Fu Rong, and if it was thoughtful, then it was said: "Is it you? Did you create me?"

"Yes, now I command you and kill him."

Fu Rong pointed to Ye Mo, a faint road.

"he?"

The evil spirit looked at Ye Mo, and his face was shocked. He actually showed a hint of fear: "Is it you?"

"Yes, I don't think you know me."

Ye Mo's face is unchanged, slowly said: "If you don't want to die, follow my orders and kill her, otherwise you should know, your end."

"No, no, how could it be you!"

The evil spirit shook his head again and again, immediately recalling the scene of the talent tower. At that time, Ye Mo was only the strength of the law. He could not only absorb the other's strength, but also absorbed by the other party, even her display. The trapped curse is also easily broken by the other party.

"Fu Ling, I was only the strength of the law and the situation, you have no way for me, now I have reached the rotation, do you think you will be my opponent?"

Ye Mo cold road.

Fu Ling's biggest means is to display the imprints, but the means of control of the type of control, simply can not help Ye Mo, such as the charm of the seal, which also leads to this evil Fu Ling, has an instinct against Ye Mo Fear.

If the other party really wants to kill Ye Mo, Ye Mo simply can escape.

Ye Mo also knows that now Fu Zong goes up and down, and everyone's life is pinched in his hands, only one fight.

"Fu Ling, don't listen to him, this person is so weak in front of you, as long as you cast a trick at will, you can kill him!"

Fu Rong immediately said.

"No, no, he is terrible, and Ben is not his opponent!"

The evil spirits shook her head again and again, facing Ye Mo, she instinctively produced no thoughts of shooting, and she also had a very familiar feeling from Ye Mo.

"What the **** is going on? If you can't beat the spirit of the gods, why are you afraid of Ye Mo?"

Fu Rong was slightly shocked and did not understand it. Why is this?

Even the four-character shackles on the ground, revealing an incredible expression, even the spirits of the semi-god-level, are afraid of Ye Mo.

"Fu Ling, you still don't shoot, kill the woman?"

Ye Mo impatient.

"I killed her, you put the spirit?"

Fu Ling's faint road.

"of course!"

Ye Mo’s heart was happy, but his face was still cold and cold.

"it is good!"

Fu Ling has a head, although she is born with evil, she is very killing, but her mind is also very simple, or she will not be shocked by Ye Mo in a few words.

Immediately, she turned her attention to Fu Rong, making Fu Rong's face difficult to look.

"Fu Ling, you are what I created, don't you want to be the Lord?"

Fu Rong is cold and cold.

"This spirit is your proud work. You should not want this spirit to be destroyed like this. The spirit will kill you only to survive."

Fu Ling, above the palm, is the head of a white tiger, open the mouth of the blood basin, attacked the Fu Rong, did not mean to stay.

This scene is completely a reversal of the plot. The original evil spirit is born, Fuzong will be destroyed, and anyone will die in the hands of Fu Ling, but everyone did not think that Ye Mo said a few words, it is Shocked the evil spirits.

This is absolutely unexpected.

However, the dust on the ground, the face is still ugly, because he knows that Fu Rong has the means to deal with Fu Ling, Fu Ling is her creation, wanting the other side to print, naturally easy.

"Fu Ling, since you are so ignorant, then I will completely erase your intellect, let the consciousness of the soul descend, and use your body to destroy the mainland!"

Fu Rong shouted, and in the cuffs, countless marks hit.

Immediately, around the spirit of the spirit, there were hundreds of seals, and the bursts of the seals were a huge array of martial arts. In this array, the undead souls of various souls and souls emerged in an endless stream. The gas of the dead soul is transformed into a chain lock ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ criss-cross, and the Fu Ling directly entangled.

"Well? What is this?"

Fu Ling looked at this scene, his body moved slightly, and he could not get rid of this big array.

"This is a big battle."

Fu Rong was faint, and immediately produced an extremely complicated imprint. Among the large arrays, the undead souls of the souls of the dead began to gather together to form a great will, which was directly poured into the characters. In the body of the spirit, this will, as it goes, penetrates into the body of Fuling, and instantly gains the body control of Fuling.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Fu Ling once again made a scream of laughter, but this voice is not a woman's voice. Instead, it is a man's voice. This voice is like Tianwei, pressing around and going around, time, the buildings around Fuzong, All are bursting.

When Fu Rong saw it, his face was happy, and immediately in the void, he squatted down: "Give the soul to lower the will!"

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