Martial Arts Conquer System

But the accumulation of quantity will cause qualitative changes. The moment Mo Yu walked out of the Eight Cities, he suddenly felt a sense of flow.

Without guidance, he sat down cross-legged, and suddenly the rosary beads inside vibrated slightly, looking inconspicuous, but each suction vibrated at least several hundred times.

In the tremor, streaks appear very slowly. Mo Yan whispered in his ear, as if he heard countless roars. The surging waves contained an unimaginable mental shock that plunged his soul directly into emptiness.

After a long period of time, Mo Yu's eyes gradually became energetic, and the body's ball deformed, which was completed by this time.

Its size has not changed, but it has dyed a little gold from the original black to form a stable and atmospheric black gold. The four dark gray stripes are arranged neatly and occupy less than half of the area. At this speed, as many as stripes are needed to cover the whole thing.

Does this mean that there is a level of demonization?

Mo Yan talked about this idea, but it was quickly forgotten. He remembered that he had vaguely heard countless cries, and felt the pain and bitterness of a blank soul, as if they were the death of billions of black royals in the entire kingdom.

When the four stages of demonization were opened, this situation increasingly convinced Mo Yu that the Dark Kingdom was full of the curse of every inch of power and had a great relationship with the royal family.

But at this moment, Mo Yuxin suddenly shrank, and a terrifying aura of terror had completely enveloped his mind!

The terrible curse of death

Not long ago, the funeral curse!

auzw.comTwo purebred monks in dark golden robes with thousand eyes hovered, their faces stiffened.

"Although Hun Kun is disgusting, his strength and strategy are not weak. I thought he would be reused after receiving the order to guard the star seal, but he accidentally lost his life. What a waste!" Mixed Dou sneered. Looking at the blank faces around, there was a trace of fear in his eyes.

Soul Sha’s voice calmed down, “In any case, Soul Kun is the legal status of the clan with you and me. He was killed by the monks outside. The curse I buried was the biggest provocation.” He paused, and the corner of his mouth smiled slightly: “ No one has dared to kill me for years. They seem to have forgotten what I did."

The Huns were startled when he saw his smile. On the contrary, there was a fierce expression on his face. "He must die miserably," Senran said

Huncha ignored his competitors, and they all tried to stay calm. A huge black mountain appeared in front of him. It is shaped like a bamboo shoot growing from the ground, and the sky is constantly falling with black snowflakes.

But no snowflakes can fall on the top of the mountain, they are still in mid-air and will be shattered by the terrifying breath!

The cold eyes of the soul braked with awe.

Soon, the two figures fell to the top of the mountain, where there was only a lone stone house, the door was open, and through the gap, they saw a dark, like a bottomless abyss.

"Soul brakes, soul fights, see the elders!"

They buried their heads in their mouths and their voices were very polite.

After a few breaths, there was a soft "squeak", Shimen was pulled away from the inside, and a tall and thin old man came out from the inside. An atmosphere of despair and destruction came from the house. Coming out is like an invisible hand, pulling a person's soul out of it. ..

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