The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood

In the black man's view, even if Ye Mo means to be strong, it is impossible to defeat the ninja of the same strength, but Ye Mo not only did it, but even completed it easily.

If outsiders see it, they will absolutely think that it is completely unbearable to be in the face of martial arts.

"No, he must have any means of detection, the ability to capture the body shape, the ninja who majored in the technique of hidden killing. The most taboo is this. However, he can pass the first assessment, the second assessment, it is not his ability. passed."

The man in black said secretly.

As for Ye Mo, it is already going to the second hall and entering the hall. Ye Mo immediately saw a woman with a delicate appearance, which is actually his grass.

“Is this an illusory world?”

Ye Mo’s heart moved, guessing that this is an illusory scene, but I’m afraid it’s not so easy to break it.

"Young Master."

The grass saw Ye Mo appear, and the small face showed a pleasant expression. He said, "Young master, you finally come back to see the grass, and the grass thinks that you think it is so bitter."

Between the words, the grass also flew over and wanted to rush in Ye Mo’s arms.

Ye Mo saw it, stepped back and forth, and escaped the grass.

"Young master, what's wrong with you? Don't you like grass?"

Xiaocao said: "The grass likes the young master, but the grass knows that you have always treated me as your sister, your sister, this is not what grass wants, grass likes you, grass wants to be yours. woman."

"The good means, directly poked my weakness."

Ye Mo was shocked.

"The other party must have conducted a spiritual exploration of you through a means, directly targeting your weakness. This is a fatal blow, and you still don't know what kind of murder is hidden by the other party."

Black front said immediately.

"Young master, don't you like grass?"

The watery eyes of the grass, staring at Ye Mo, look forward to Ye Mo’s answer.

"Small grass, wait for me to complete my mission, I will give you the answer."

Ye Mo finally came back with a sentence, although he knew that everything was an illusion, but he did not want to make the grass sad.

"Young Master, can't you give me a reply now, no matter if the young master does not accept the grass, the grass will always care about the young master behind the scenes."

Grass continued to ask.

"Small grass!"

Ye Mo recalled the past, especially when he first sorted out his memory fragments. What touched him most was the scene when Xiao Cao was taking care of him and he was repaired.

This is not something that ordinary people can do.

However, Ye Mo did indeed use Xiaocao as his sister, and it is difficult to break through this relationship.

"Small grass, I can promise you now, I like you."

Ye Mo sighed softly and finally made a decision.

"really?"

Xiaocao smiled and flung directly to Ye Mohuai, saying: "The grass is so happy, the young master finally accepts the grass, the young master, in fact, this is the magical skill in the road, once caught in it, the outside world Time is almost forbidden, but in the world of magical skills, it is endless. Can you spend the life with the grass? There are only two of us here, we can really live the world of two people, wait for the old grass Go, no one has a beautiful face, you kill the grass and leave the world of magical skills, okay?"

Ye Mo from the mouth of the grass, finally knowing this means, is a magical skill.

"Small grass, since you know that this is the world of illusion, it is unreal existence, we should not fall into it."

Ye Mo said faintly.

"Young master, is there anything wrong here? Here, you can do everything, even, occupy the grass and let the grass become your woman."

The grass said, it was to loosen his skirt, revealing the skin of the jade, and Ye Mo's hole jerked, rushing straight over, plucking the big hand, and re-sliding the skirt in the grass. Body.

"Small grass, here is an illusory world. It is meaningless to do anything between us."

Ye Mo said.

"Young master, is the illusory world not good? How cruel the real world is, every day must be cultivated. If you don't practice, you will fall behind, you will be eliminated, but here is not. Here we can do whatever we want. Things, and feelings like the real world, don't you want to get grass?"

The grass is as sweet as a silky road.

"I'm not right!"

Heifeng left feeling that something was wrong. Ye Mo was caught in the world of illusion. He had been stalemate with the grass in the illusion. It seems that Ye Mo does not seem to be caught in the illusion, but Hei Feng feels Yemo’s divine power actually began to drop by bit.

"Ye Mo, your power is passing, are you not aware of it?"

Black Front immediately reminded him.

"What? My power is passing? I don't feel anything?"

Ye Moxin was shocked: "Is this magical technique to use the illusion to confuse me, in fact, the real purpose is to continue to consume the power of my body, and then kill me in one fell swoop?"

"It should be like this. If it is not with me, I am afraid that you are hard to detect. Even Hong Ling can't detect it. She has already integrated with you. Your feelings are her feelings. This magical skill is too powerful. ""

One question and one answer with Heifeng, Ye Mo’s heart, already knows the magic of magic.

This grass only played a role in delaying time, let him fall into the world of illusion, and continue to consume his power~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Wait until the power is too much, the opponent is very likely to appear, one Hit him to kill him.

When Ye Mo reacts, it is too late to push the immortal divinity to restore his own power.

The singer is the world of illusion, the technique of longevity, the illusion of the world forever and forever, and when the power is completely exhausted, he will react, but it is already late.

"kill!"

Thinking of this, Ye Mo’s body broke out with a powerful killing. He held a **** gun with a phoenix dragon, and went straight through the hole. The body of the grass was directly pierced, but the horrified face showed an evil smile, her body. Suddenly dissipated, turned into a black butterfly, a little hovering, the butterfly gathered again, forming the shape of a black man: "Yes, good, the shot is crisp and neat, but your strength has been absorbed by me, My strength is stronger, you are not my opponent, I want to see, how do you beat me."

Hey!

The man in black was moved, and he directly turned into a sharp knife with a sharp edge. He spurred a sharp edge and smothered it directly toward Ye Mo’s head. (To be continued.)