The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood

"The old man's qualifications are higher than the old man of the dead wood. The fusion of the guns is naturally unparalleled. Next, you will slowly realize that the other six souls are old, the guns of sentiment, and I am not The same, however, the power is no worse than my dark w..lā"

The old soul said.

"Thank you for the great soul!"

Ye Mo arched his hand and began to slowly learn the trick of the old soul. However, this trick was too subtle. In a short time, Ye Mo could not fully control it. However, this kind of shooting, as long as it is diligent With practice, you will be able to master it thoroughly.

Say goodbye to the old soul, Ye Mo entered the second floor, and appeared in front of him, is a fat old man, that is, the second soul, he did not say anything, directly taught Yemo his fusion of guns , flying fire!

As for the three souls, they taught Ye Mo, the meteor!

The four souls taught Ye Mo, chasing the moon!

The five elders taught Ye Mo, the rainbow!

The six elders taught Ye Mo, the sky!

The seven elders taught Ye Mo, Qian Kun!

Seven kinds of guns, Ye Mo is only within an hour, all are roughly mastered, dark night, flying fire, meteor, chasing the moon, the rainbow, the sky, the Qiankun.

These seven kinds of guns have different powers. Once they are displayed, Ye Mo believes that it is easy to defeat the evil spirits.

Moreover, these seven kinds of guns, once they are played, can withstand, the guns are in the body, it is difficult to drive out, even if it is an immortal body, it is difficult to resist.

"Thank you for the seven souls!"

Ye Mo said goodbye to the seven souls, and directly set foot on the eighth floor of the bamboo tower. These seven assessments, Ye Mo originally thought that there would be incomparable hardships, but did not expect that these seven souls also taught him seven powerful Shooting.

Ye Mo entered the eighth floor, and there was no one inside, only a huge phoenix lying.

"Ye Mo!"

At this time, a soft voice rang from behind him, and Ye Mo immediately felt that he had two arms and hugged him tightly from behind.

Ye Mozhen overtook, a beautiful cheek that was eclipsed by anyone, appeared in front of him, and the soft smile made the warmth of Ye Mo’s heart.

"Monthly, we can finally be together, no one can stop us anymore."

Ye Mo turned and went to hold the hand of Xiao Yue in the palm of his hand.

"Yes!"

Xiao Yue nodded, pulling Ye Mo sitting on the phoenix, said: "Ye Mo, now that you are here, you can also take a face with the seven souls, and they should have a good impression of you. The matter of raising a relative is the same. The next step is to hold a wedding. I have already calculated the good days. One month later, it is the festival of my holy soul. It is a good day for marriage. I plan to set the wedding. On that day, as for the location, I chose the Pavilion in the Soul. How?"

"Everything is listening to you."

Ye Mo said with a smile.

"In this case, that's the matter."

Xiao Yue said, can't help but stare at Ye Mo's face, saying: "But we are married, what about your confidantes?"

"Yep?"

Listening to Xiao Yue’s words, Ye Mo could not help but be a little surprised.

"I am the sacred enchantress after all, and it will inevitably exclude you from other women. However, I don't want you to disappoint them for me. They pay for it."

Xiao Yue said faintly.

"Monthly month!"

Listening to Xiao Yue’s saying, Ye Mo’s heart is also filled with emotion. You must know that the woman in front of him, but the Holy Spirit, is now a half-step detached strongman, almost all the holy souls. The existence of the tribe, even the love of the heavens, can be favored by her, and it is already the greatest luxury.

If you let others know, Ye Mo's woman is not only the sacred soul enchantress, but also other women, more importantly, the sacred soul enchantress is still not care, I am afraid, they hear the vomiting blood immediately.

"I let them come to the realm of the gods, but they don't come, afraid to drag me down."

Ye Mo said truthfully.

"Women's heart is under the sea. They really like you, so they don't plan to come to the realm. After all, we and they are no longer a person of the world. However, I have a solution."

Xiao Yue said, her hand waved, the palm of her hand has a seed, said: "You only need to use this seed, condense the body, and then pass your own consciousness, you can condense one exactly the same as you. The avatar, and, with this seed, is equivalent to the martial arts of Dantian, the avatar will never disappear, you can create this avatar to accompany them."

"Does this avatar not affect my thoughts?"

Ye Mo could not help but ask.

"No, this seed, I got the seed in the gap between the mountains and the mountains. If you instill your own consciousness, it will create another different kind of you, even the memory thinking is the same. However, once you are separated, you will live a different life path."

Xiao Yue said.

"That is, another one, I am actually me, everything is exactly the same as me."

Ye Mo whispered: "The cohesiveness of such a avatar is equivalent to myself. It can be that Ye Mo, to replace me."

"Not only that, you and Ye Mo, you can also get in touch with each other, and once that happens, you will know immediately."

Xiao Yue continued.

"Monthly, thank you."

Ye Mo's gentle smile is really a wife.

"Also called me month?"

Xiao Yue’s face was slightly red.

"Madam!"

Ye Moyi, who understood the meaning of Xiao Yue, could not help but say.

"French!"

Listening to this name ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Xiao Yue also said a little shy, this feeling is extremely wonderful, at this moment, the distance between the two seems to be closer.

A lady, a husband, let the two have become a whole.

Looking at the shyness of Xiao Yue at the moment, which is still the sorrowful sorcerer of the sacred soul, his heart is also quietly pouring out the flame, a fierce bow, directly slamming Xiao Yue, the sly The mouth of the month was blocked.

"Hey!"

Xiao Yue was attacked by Ye Mo, but it was too unprepared. She wanted to push it away, but she finally gave up, letting Ye Mo continue to ask for it.

At this moment, the seventh floor of the bamboo tower is also covered with a layer of spring.

Ye Mo kept sucking, and the inner flame was getting more and more prosperous. When he explored the palm of his hand down the graceful curve and was about to climb the towering peak, he couldn’t help but recall the reminder of the old soul. It was like a basin of cold water, which was directly poured on him and extinguished his flame.