Chapter 390 (1/2)
”Ah! Ah! Ah
A sound of desolate terror to the extreme howl from Mo Qiu's body, followed by flying up thousands of fuzzy figures. All of these figures are dim and dim, but the look of fear on their faces can be seen. It seems that they have experienced some extremely terrible things.
”What.”
In the distance, shenjianzi's body suddenly shocked, and he found that one of them even knew the former master of Shura hall!
The master of the hall of Shura is white haired. Although he has the name of Shura, his face is kind and his eyes are full of kindness. He fell down in the battle with the demon king tower, and his bones were gone. People always thought that he had already lost his soul, but they didn't expect that his soul was hunted by Mo Qiu and used to cultivate this strange martial art!
Looking at other figures, although most of them don't know each other, we can see from their clothes that they all belong to the influential forces of Luoshen sea.
”Master!”
All of a sudden, a bald old man roared with grief and knelt down with tears on his face.
His name is Pangbo, and he came from a family called kuchan temple. This faction could have been regarded as the top class, because their ”temple master” was a real strong man in banbu Kingdom, and he had a top-level martial arts, and his fighting power was incomparably powerful.
But more than 100 years ago, the master of the temple had no news after a trip!
Because he is extremely tolerant and treats the disciples of kuchan temple as his own, he does not put on airs at all. Therefore, the disciples love it very much.
After confirming that the master was missing, they spent a great deal of effort to find it, which lasted for a hundred years without stopping! In this search, several of the top teachers and brothers disappeared one after another. Finally, all the powerful people in kuchan Temple disappeared mysteriously, and the responsibility of taking over the master fell to Pang Bo.
It's because of this that Pang Bo has not been less famous these years!
Many people are talking about it behind their backs. It must be that he secretly designed and used various strange means to trap and kill his master and his brothers, and finally tried to seize the throne of the temple master.
Pang Boming knew that he was not wrong, but he had to bear the blame and shoulder the heavy burden.
Over the years, he has never stopped searching for the truth, but in the end there is no news. Moreover, for his master's foundation, he could only endure humiliation and take good care of kuchan temple.
I thought it would be impossible to solve the mystery all his life, but I didn't expect to find the souls of master and others from Mo Qiu's martial arts.
Obviously, they were killed by Mo Qiu, and even their souls were imprisoned!
”Dirty blood demon!”
Anger, extreme anger burned Pang Bo's eyes to a blaze, his body burst into a pure copper yellow light in the roar, his body rapidly expanded, muscle piece by piece, cardiac expansion, become full of ten feet high.
At the same time, a thick copper pillar appeared in his hand, which was severely swung up and smashed to Mo Qiu over thousands of feet!
”Stupid! It's their honor to be a part of the king's blood and soul banner. I don't know what you're so angry about. ”
Mo Qiumi laughs. All the souls of the warriors finally stop twisting and turn into a flag with hundreds of feet high. The flag body is full of thick blood light, condensed like crystal jade, emitting dazzling light.
Holding the blood soul banner, Mo Qiu waves the bald old man!
”Crash!”
A long bloody River stretching tens of feet wide appeared in the void and rolled out vigorously at Pangbo.
”Roar!”
Pangbo's whole body was suddenly frozen in the void, as if frozen by extreme cold. Then, a huge force rushed towards him, and he inflated like an inflatable.
After the expansion reached the limit, bang, his body was blown into endless pieces on the spot!
Then, I saw a twisted figure, full of fear and anger, was involved in the blood soul banner, as if the blood in the flag flag had increased a little.
”Hiss!”
At this moment, all of us are breathing.
They realized that Mo Qiu, as the God of blood demon, was totally different from the previous strong martial arts.
He not only needs Qi and blood to upgrade his position, but also needs the soul of a warrior to attack. From this point of view, he and the human race, and the rest of the three ethnic groups are absolutely mortal enemies.
”Unite as one!”
Through the secret collection hall, Man Wang and others also saw this scene clearly, which made them feel cold. The voice of the sea king immediately spread to all people, ”Mo Qiu will not die, and all the warriors of the falling God sea will become their forbidden pigs and sheep! For the sake of dignity, for the sake of our children, please work hard
”I'll work hard to protect myself.”
The voice of the mountain collapse and tsunami sounded. Just now, the warriors who had a little luck roared in unison. All the energy in the body was not poured into the nodes under him.
In the outside world, the figure of the big Buddha statue, which was still slightly blurred, became more and more clear. It was like the mirror covered with a layer of fog was wiped clean, and there was a clear and thorough feeling.”Boom
The huge white sword formed by Taihao's butcher's butcher is so brilliant that it gives off a golden luster, which can make people blind even if they are slightly focused on it.
Mo Qiu's mocking eyes fell on Yang lie and said faintly, ”the king's blood and soul flag is facing. All the struggles are doomed to be futile. You all are going to die!”