The Divine Martial Stars

The old Weng Ling held the magic knife and was very excited.

He took a long breath and operated the exercises. A strange force surged in the body, like a flash flood, and poured into the magic knife.

Hey.

The magic knife vibrated.

The dark red glow visible to the naked eye spurts out in the blade.

The faint singularity of the faint light seems to be the blooming flower, spread all over the magic knife, and it is hidden.

Indescribably terrible murder, pervading the four wild.

The knife is full of meaning.

A force that does not belong to this world, with the center of the magic knife, quickly permeated the entire volcanic space.

The enchanting spirit that was locked in the sky above the sea of ​​fire seemed to feel the advent of the crisis, and it made a burst of angry roar and frantically struggled.

Hey!

The flame rune chain wrapped around him continually hits and spits a cluster of deadly Mars.

The power of the old Weng spirit is indeed terrible.

Far beyond the realm of quasi-empire.

Under his urging, the power of the magic knife, do not know how many times more terrible than Li Mu holding a sharpening knife.

The murderous cockroaches visible to the naked eye are like the ripples of the circle, with the magic knife as the center, constantly moving.

The power of the celestial spirit is constantly being compressed and constantly suppressed.

The surging volcanic magma, Wang Yang, has gradually disappeared.

"Attention."

The old man was very shy.

"Little guy, pay attention, I used a magic knife to suppress this cockroach, break open his body protection field, you find the crack, and deceive it in speed, and use the bamboo to stab the sea, the heart, and the three fields of Dantian. Completely killing, not losing, not coming, don't miss, otherwise you and I will be buried here."

He waved the magic knife and kept groaning.

A horrible horror to the indescribable knives, like a blast of wind and rain, squatting in the force field of the body of the celestial spirit.

Rumble!

The magic knife has restrained the power of the celestial beings. Under the continuous shackles, the force field of the body of the celestial spirits has finally cracked a gap.

"It is at this time."

The old man was very shy.

"Got it."

Li Mu has been preparing for a long time.

When the timing appeared, he immediately ran the muscles of the muscles, and the power of the reincarnation of the time of the knife was controlled. The speed of the martial arts emperor appeared. He held the bamboo and immediately rushed in along the gap.

The streamer flashed.

Li Mu entered the magical field of the fairy ware and bullied him.

Hey!

The green fishing rod **** bamboo is like a lightning bolt, and it is continuously stabbed.

"what……"

The eyebrows, heart and dantian of the celestial spirit were stabbed.

It makes a long, screaming anger.

Like the burning magma, the blood is ejected from the body of the celestial spirit.

"Successful."

Li Mu was overjoyed and turned to look at the old man who was outside.

"hahahahahahahaha……"

The old man is so angry that he laughs.

His ecstatic face showed a relief expression.

"The old fairy is long, what should I do next?" Li Mu asked loudly.

"Haha, hahahaha!"

The old Weng Ling did not answer Li Mu’s question, but he still laughed in the sky.

The laughter wears a cloud-cracking stone, causing the entire volcanic hillside space to violently sway, and a piece of gravel falls from the top of the hillside mountain wall and slams into the magma below.

"Old guy, don't just smile."

Li Mu speaks loudly.

The old Weng Ling slowly stopped laughing.

He looked at Li Mu.

There was a strange smile on my face that never appeared.

"Thank you." The old man was spiritual.

Li Mudao: "You're welcome... I feel like I'm going to collapse here. I have to find a way to leave quickly... Why is the field position of Xianling Ling, why hasn't it gone?"

The dark red field force field, which was previously wrapped in the celestial spirit, was still wrapped around Li Mu and did not dissipate as the celestial spirit died.

Li Mu was trapped in it.

“Dissipate?” The old man’s mouth swayed a strange arc: “Why did it go away? When did I say that it would scatter?”

"You are not saying..." Li Mu also noticed that it was wrong: "What do you mean?"

The old Weng Ling did not answer Li Mu.

He slowly looked up and took a deep breath.

The dark red scent that permeates the volcanic space is like a long whale that absorbs water and is sucked into the mouth of the old Weng Ling.

His body, visible to the naked eye, grows up.

On his skin, a dark red line of sinister evils spread like a exposed blood vessel, looming, and then the skin of the old man became dark red.

His white hair is white, and it is like being infected with blood. It becomes red and snowy.

The old state is gone.

His appearance has undergone tremendous changes.

The burnt coat on the body turned into a red-red evil armor that covered the inflated body.

Between the three and four interest rates, the old man is completely transformed into another person.

A monster with a height of one foot, bloody, lion-nose mouth, like a troll.

"Ten thousands of years, tens of thousands of years... Ah, I am finally free, hahaha!"

This monster is so excited that he grows up.

The terrible sound echoed in the belly of the volcano, full of tyrannical and killing atmosphere.

Li Mu’s face changed: “What are you...?”

The mood of the monster gradually calmed down.

He looked at Li Mu, his eyes showed a playful look: "I didn't expect that I [dark blood magic fairy], and finally turned out to rely on the help of a worm-like human race, in order to completely re-master this round of fairy ball, little guy, guess me who is it?"

Li Mu’s face is crazy: “You... is it that you are the one?”

"Ha ha ha, ah hahahaha, guess half." [Dark Blood Magic Fairy] laughed wildly: "But, late, haha."

"You..." The shock in Li Mu’s heart is hard to describe.

A glimmer of thought flashed through his mind, and he suddenly understood what he was, incredulously said: "Is it imprisoned here...the person who was stabbed to me is the real instrument?"

[Dark Blood Magic Fairy] Yangtian laughed: "Wrong, big mistakes, there is no such thing as a fairy spirit, the spirit of the reincarnation of the fairy ball is always me, there is no second."

Li Muyi: "What do you mean?"

"The spirit of the instrument is the spirit of the instrument. No matter whether it is a fairy or a ceremonial device, there is always only one instrumental spirit. How can we give birth to a second instrumental spirit, and also what is good and evil. If I speak casually, you are stupid as a standard, you Say, are you stupid?"

[Dark Blood Magic Fairy] laughs ridiculously.

Li Mu’s pupils are miniature.

"Then he is..."

Li Mu pointed to the ‘堕仙器灵’ that had no breath behind him.

"He?" [Dark Blood Magic Fairy] The corner of the mouth showed a cruel arc, saying: "A sinister plot against me, but I counted the poor worms, another idiot."

Li Mu forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart and asked: "What do you mean?"

[Dark Blood Magic Fairy] said: "If you know his name, you will regret it and want to kill yourself. Hahaha, this person who was killed by you is called Fang Thrush, you will not know."

Square thrush?

Li Mu subconsciously felt that the name was familiar.

But I can't remember it for a while, and I heard it.

Where have you heard it?

correct!

Li Mu slammed it. In the past, the Qingniu Taoist said that in the past jihad, the Terran had once produced a number of peerless celestial singers who had won the first sacred of 100,000 people, and dazzled the contemporary genius. Their radiance.

One of them, called Fang Thrush.

This person is amazing, and it is called a fairy.

Because he succeeded in flying the fairy.

Since the record of history, Fang Thrush is the only genius of the Terran who has succeeded in flying Feixian.

Moreover, in the chaotic world, there are also some weird legends.

There are some more strange things happening.

Many people in the chaotic world have forgotten such a existence.

Even if he once knew him, the person who is close to him seems to be erased from his mind by some kind of mysterious power.

Over time, many latecomers do not know the existence of the person who is a thrush.

Li Mu is also from the mouth of the Qingniu Taoist, knowing this person, quite curious.

However, isn’t Fang Thrush not flying up the fairy world?

How can it appear in the reincarnation of the fairy ball?

"Your expression tells me that you really know him." [Dark Blood Magic Fairy] has a cruel smile on his face: "Fang Tsang wants to save the human race, he will not hesitate to feed the tiger, cut the flesh and feed the eagle, and make himself People are not ghosts or ghosts. In this round of fairy balls, I have been suppressing me for thousands of years, which made me unable to do anything. In the past, I will not be able to display them. Hehehe, who knows, but was killed by you personally, hahaha, this can Really, the irony of Tianda, hahaha!"

[Dark Blood Magic Fairy] couldn't help but laugh again.

He is obviously hateful to the extreme.

"You old things, you actually count me?" Li Mu double eyes fire.

[Dark Blood Magic Fairy] Haha laughed: "What about you? How do you blame this fairy too too, too embarrassed, too stupid, think that it is the light of the human race, no one, no one knows, you are in my eyes, but it is It’s just a small piece, hahahaha. What's more, you can be counted by this fairy, you should be proud.”

"Pooh."

Li Mu sneered.

"Do you think that I am against you, are there any defenses?"

The anger on Li Mu’s face suddenly disappeared, revealing a smile like a smile.

[Dark Blood Magic Fairy] A glimpse, and sneered: "How about defense? Now, the magic knife is in my hands, the thrush is dead, you are like a ants reptile that has lost its value. I am in a year. You can kill you."

Li Mu laughed: "Is it?"

[Dark Blood Magic Fairy] Just want to say something.

At this moment, suddenly, the third voice, incredible appeared: "Now, you can always believe me."

A change has occurred.

Behind Li Mu, the ‘堕仙器灵’ that should have been stabbed to death, slowly raised his head.

Two electric lights are emitted from their eyes.

He slowly moved his limbs.

A powerful force emanates from his body, and his vitality is like a sea, and there is still a dying dying.