Chapter 939 (1/2)

Ancient One Long Water 46030K 2022-07-22

Ziyun peak was shrouded in a cloud, and the divine sense could not penetrate it. In the moonlight, it was like the shadow of a monster, swallowing all the light.

Ning Ke Yue's face became more and more ugly. The ban on the mountain had changed, and it was no longer the means of their red moon city. So those strong people guarding the red moon city in the mountains might have been more and more dangerous.

The snowflakes are floating all over the sky, and the sky is more and more oppressive and heavy.

Her face was very gloomy. She raised her hand, and a golden light merged into a knife shadow, and she cut directly towards the mountain.

”Hiss!”

There was no unexpected shock, but a light of prohibition. It was like a cloth torn apart, like a mountain's coat broken, revealing the white flesh inside.

It's better for the moon to turn into a golden light and escape into it. Under a few flashes, it will appear on the top of the mountain. Under the moonlight, it looks like the shadow of the setting sun.

A tragic scene appeared in front of my eyes, and all the disciples of the red moon city were dead on the ground.

The old entrance above the sky is blocked by a layer of white fog, which seems to be the smoke from the entrance. People can't get in.

Ning Ke Yue's face is calm and frightening. She walks to a corpse and bends down to pick it up gently.

It was Jiang bieli, whose body was directly pierced through the heart. There was no trace of fighting around. He was killed by one move.

The seventh order Emperor Wu was killed with one move.

Jiang bieli's eyes were full of panic, and he was obviously not in peace.

All of a sudden, Jiang bieli moved his hand like a spasm.

Rather than in the heart of a surprise, quickly seize his hand, perhaps there is a ray of life.

At this time, Jiang bieli suddenly opened his eyes, burst out a green light in his eyes, and when he opened, he spit out a mouthful of smoke and poison.

Rather, the moon reacted very quickly, and a piece of imperial Qi broke out and blocked her in front of her. But the smoke could directly corrode the imperial Qi, and it rushed to her in front of her.

”Come on

Rather the moon gently rebuke a sound, a strange note suddenly appears, will the poisonous smoke blow away, and her body also quickly back several meters, vigilant and look.

All the corpses on the top of the mountain all moved. They got up from the ground one by one, shaking their heads and moving very slowly. The twinkling green eyes also proved that they were dead and under control.

”Who?”

She was sullen and angry, and the murderous spirit was released without any cover up, just like the fierce vigorous wind shooting away.

These are the disciples of the red moon city. They are not only killed by people, but also their bodies are being used by others. It is better for Yue's inner anger to burn uncontrollably, and the divine consciousness is crazy to swing around in all directions, but can never find people.

It seems that the prohibition of this mountain can be used by the other party to hide his or her tracks.

The dozens of corpses have now stood firm, and the smell of their bodies begins to rise, mixed with the extremely rotten smell, which makes people retch.

Rather the moon's face is gloomy to drip water, her hands made a gesture of flute, gently across the corner of her mouth, a melody ”whimpering” played up, like gurgling water, like dew drops of bamboo leaves, in the sky under the snow, shaking people's hearts.

The rising breath of those corpses, which exuded the meaning of decay, stopped and seemed to be listening.

Time passes unconsciously, and the melodious flute sounds like an elegy, for whom and for whom.

”Go

All of a sudden, a corpse was standing unsteadily and threw himself directly down. His whole face was buried in the snow and was still.

”Go! Go! Go! Go

Then a series of bodies began to fall one by one, and finally no one stood.

The sorrowful sadness and the dirge of flute sound interweave together, flying in the snowflakes all over the sky.

Jiang bieli's body lies on his back in the white snow. His eyes are closed, with a trace of peace.

”Eh?”

Suddenly, there was a question in the air, which seemed to be very urgent and inconceivable.

Rather, the pupil of the moon shrinks suddenly and the flute sound changes. It turns into a sharp sound wave and shoots away directly, rippling the snow all over the sky.

Where the sound wave refers to, the space fluctuates, revealing a gray figure, and clapping it with one hand.

The two forces collided in the air and smashed the flying snow, just like tens of thousands of rags in the sky. The shadow disappeared after a moment, and it seemed that they did not dare to confront each other.

”Waste, come out!”

Would rather the moon jiaosheng a drink, the scepter immediately appeared in the hand, immediately golden mansions big Sheng, will shine on the top of the mountain bright.

Her right hand slightly shakes, immediately an ancient sound diffuses, the whole space fluctuates with the frequency of the ancient sound, advancing layer by layer.