Heavenly Curse

At this moment, the Heavens Killing Intent is pouring heaven.

In the face of the stark slaying intentions, Maki is like a flat boat in a wave, shaking, a pair that can be subverted at any time, but always stands at the tip of the wave.

“Killing me is your choice? But I'm not so great that I can't sacrifice myself to complete you, so for my selfishness, sacrifice you to complete my hypocrisy.” Mu Yi muttered softly, his words scattered in the wind and vanished into a clear heart.

In the wild wind of killing, suddenly a little blue light blossomed, it was a cluster of nail-sized flames, shaking gently, let the wind blow through, but it was difficult to blow, even after the flame appeared, the surrounding space hidden distortion occurred.

Since the South Ming Li Fire awakened and devoured the Nine Phantoms Fire, the salary light finally fully recognized the Lord and merged with Liam Yi.

As a treasure that transcends the instrument, the paylight completely recognizes the Lord, and there is also the ability to earn income in the body, at this moment in Maki's mind, in the center of that vast sea of knowledge, wrapped in endless grey mist, a glass lamp hanging quietly, burning a pale blue flame on it.

Pharaoh's magic has surpassed Maiyi's imagination, because of the short time, he has not been able to fully understand the functionality of the paylight, but one thing he knows is that when the paylight enters his sea of awareness, he is no longer afraid of illusions, even enchantments, because the paylight suppresses everything and keeps his consciousness in a clear state.

For the practitioner, this is an absolutely dream state, because in this state, whether practicing or enlightenment, it is like a divine aid.

Because Maki had just incorporated the paylight into the sea of awareness, he had not had time to experience the help of practice, but at least one thing he knew was that he was more comfortable with the control of the paylight, and he kept his mouth shut.

Especially after Ming Nan awakened from the fire, it also gradually revealed its ruggedness. A small flame is enough to shock the harsh heart.

“Impossible, how can there be a fire of the Nine Ghosts in this flame?” Looking sharply at the flames, it seemed like something had been discovered and his face finally changed dramatically.

“Nothing is impossible in this world, Ghost King, since you are unwilling to accept my offer, go to hell.” Maki said harshly that no matter how sympathetic he was to each other, he could not justify his indulgence.

At the same time, Mu Yi is also well aware of what harm will happen in the future once he lets go of the other party. Killing people is to save more people. He does not have the side of a cold-blooded butcher who sacrificed himself for heaven's sake.

Even Maki felt a little hypocritical, but he had to slay his heart. In this world, someone has to die. His hands are already covered in blood. One more person, one less person, is never the key.

“It's not necessarily who dies.” She stared sharply and fiercely at Maiyi, her long hair flying, her white dress floating on her body, the whole person instantly became muddled, her hands lifted, and she quickly pinched a fingerprint in her chest, which looked like a blooming lotus blossom, full of holiness.

When that lotus flower appeared, the forces of the surrounding heavens and earth instantly surged wildly.

When the cultivation reached the second difficult peak, it was possible to realize, even harness a little force of heaven and earth. Although only a little, the power that can be exerted is still unimaginable. In the beginning, Mamei easily faced the lack of defense, because he preferred to harness the power of heaven and earth, suppressing him at the level.

Even the peak of the second difficulty can harness a hint of heaven and earth power, let alone the equivalent of the third difficulty of the ghost king. Although the ghost king is only a split soul in front of her, it is much less than the third difficulty, but in essence, her soul belongs to the third difficulty, she has part of the memory of the ghost king, even the sense of cultivation. Just give her enough time, she will not be able to become a true ghost king in the future, but definitely the strongest person under the ghost king.

So, when the other side pulled the forces of heaven and earth, Maki had no accident, and even he never underestimated the other side.

In fact, if the Ghost King was not repressed and unable to harness the power of the outside world, Mayu followed whoever could not have completely sealed her, even the other party had already escaped from poverty, so to some extent, the Ghost King was not defeated by Mayu followed whoever, she just lost to herself.

Lotus flowers gradually solidified in the harsh hands, looking lifelike, in a sacred beauty, but Maki Yi knew exactly what kind of killing machine was hidden behind this beauty, a lotus flower entirely concentrated by the forces of heaven and earth, whose power was conceivable, it was a situation that might not be lacking or could not be reached by the sea.

Pastoralism retreated, while a light blue flame lit his body to hold him inside, the flame swelled sharply in the wind and hit him towards the sun.

“Liankai, extinct. ”

White light surged, annihilating everything.

Pastoralism, who had left, had seen the moment's sunshine wrapped in lotus flowers, which were centered around her, slowly blooming, huge lotus flowers and shadows, covering half the sky.

Nanming divorce fire first collided with white light, there was no tremendous shock, the two directly ablated, except that when Nanming divorced from the fire, Mu Yi had severed the connection, while on the other hand, Qing Qing always controlled the giant lotus composed of the forces of heaven and earth.

So after a period of stalemate, the Nanming divorce fire was finally extinguished, which is not that Nanming divorce fire can not, but that Mu Yi doesn't want to fight the other party hard, because whoever wins that way, the newly awakened Nanming divorce fire will surely be again severely traumatized and fall asleep.

This result is naturally unacceptable to Pastoralism, but despite extinguishing the Southern Light Fire, the lotus blossom withered with four valves and five left.

“Death!”

When the fire was completely extinguished from the South Ming Dynasty, Tian Qing finally raised his head, looked away at Mai Yi, and then pointed down at Mai Yi.

At this moment, Muyi had the feeling of great difficulty. The whole person was bound there by innumerable silk threads. He could only look at that finger and nod. In the process, there was another withering of lotus flower fiction behind Qing Qing.

“Drive me! ”

Maki couldn't have watched the other finger fall on him. From that finger, he felt a strong crisis, and if he was really spotted, he would be seriously injured even if he didn't die.

So, he communicated with the paylight in the sea, the time, the more fierce South Ming divorce fire rushed out of his body, burning the silk wires that bind him, the time, Maki easily felt relaxed, but at this time, the finger seemed to cross the space and distance, coming to his front, pointing towards his eyebrows.

Maki did not hesitate to burst out a punch, a punch after he practiced the integration of unnamed boxing. This punch was also a peak in the use of his internal qi. All his powers, and even his will, were incorporated into this punch.

One punch, the wind and clouds move.

“Boom!”

The fist collided with the finger, and time seemed to stand still for a moment, then erupted more intensely.

The ground swayed beneath his feet, tearing open a deep trace, the newly built gazebo collapsed again, the trees in the yard, under such impact, also broke, even the wall spread.

Yan Zhevi and Xu Zhevi were outside, neither dared to peep nor leave. They could only wait for news in anxiety. But suddenly, a position shook the mountain and could not be prevented. They fell to the ground. They heard nothing but a burst of noise in their ears. When they finally climbed up and saw the scene in front of them, they lost their voice in horror.

The solid fence collapsed, the masonry fell everywhere, and a trace of the far ground stretched beneath the feet of two people. In the small courtyard, it was a mess, the trees broke, the gazebo collapsed, the false mountains became ruins, and only two people stood in the ruins.

Zhu Qiwei and Xu Qiwei just took a look, severe pain came from the head, then the eyes of the two people turned and passed out directly.

There was no concern about the accident between the two, whether it was Maki or Haruki, and the fight between the two reached the most critical moment.

Pastoral Yi's fighting power has risen to its peak, with a strong will in boxing. This is the archetype of boxing, almost solidified. At this moment, Pastoral Yi has a smooth feeling. Although his fist is stained with blood and full of wolves, his refinement is constantly rising.

On the other side, the sharp and dewy color was concentrated, her beautiful face was white, her white hair floated behind her, the lotus flower behind her just pointed out, once again faded, but she was suddenly unconscious, then again, this time, two fingers, closely followed by the lotus flower behind her, two consecutive petals faded.

Faced with this scene, Muyi's eyes blew a strong sense of war. Instead of retreating, he faced up, so-called burning real gold. At this moment, Muyi facilitated the use of each other to quench himself, exciting all the potential in his body.

“Drive!”

Mu Yi's fist came out bombarded, with his will, with his conviction of victory, and the qi in his body, blowing out, hidden, the fist seemed to appear fictional and overlapping.

Fist out, finger shatter.

With this blow, Mu Yi obviously took the upper wind, only one punch, and then crushed each other's fingers, looking at the other's lotus flower behind him only two petals left, Mu Yi's heart's pride surged.

“Again! ”

A cold light flashed in the sharp eyes, and Mu Yi Gang's punch echoed in his mind. That punch has actually exceeded the technique, near the way, the real punch, and the most intuitive manifestation of the punch is the condensation of the so-called meaning, that is, the fist.

As soon as the punch comes out, the power increases naturally, which is also the main reason why Mu Yi can destroy Qingqing's two fingers with one punch.

Of course, Makuyi is now just a punch, if it's Dacheng, it's just a punch to let the lotus flower behind Qingqing have how many petals.

“Fist?” Speak softly and heavily between the eyebrows.

“What if you congeal your true fists? This palace is a ghost king, this palace has a way! ”