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Li Youband was even more unbearable, even if it was You Jing, it was difficult to keep calm.
Only Ling'er, her trust in Xu Qing has reached a blind level, she believes that all difficulties can be resolved as long as brother Xu Qing is around.
But the situation has reached a dangerous level.
As the Red Moon Palace Emperor raised his head in mid-air, he looked coldly at the isolated island in the sea of blood, raised his right hand and pressed forward, and the Chimu Fanshui who came down immediately disappeared, and when he appeared, he appeared on the top of the Kusheng Mountain Range .
Its skin slowly stretched, getting bigger and bigger, and finally turned into a sky curtain containing mountains, stars and the wailing of all living beings, covering the entire range of the Kusheng Mountain Range, and gradually wrapping it.
"Please my lord!"
The emperor's voice was full of piety, echoing in all directions.
All the monks of the Red Moon on the Blood Sea also spoke loudly at this moment, saying the same words.
Then, all the cultivators of the Red Moon bowed their heads and continued to sing. The gods enjoy it, so don't look directly at it.
And out of their sight, the sloughed skin exuded endless evil intentions and even more intense hunger, completely surrounding the Kusheng Mountain Range, wriggling and shrinking, trying to crush the Mountain Range. Swallow everything inside.
The gray storm radiated a strong struggle inside, and the cultivators of the Kusheng mountain range, under the despair at this moment, also went crazy. The master of the fourth hall let out a low growl, and his cultivation broke out. Even if this is a mantis holding a cart, the spirit of Niyue is to resist.
The muffled sound immediately reverberated.
The sea of blood fluctuated, rolling up big waves, and the chant of the Crimson Moon Cultivator on the sea also became agitated at this moment.
Only the Emperor of the Red Moon Palace raised his head slightly, staring at the huge meat bun formed by the sloughed skin of the Red Mother Fan covering the Kusheng Mountain Range.
"All resistance here means nothing, and food is always just food."
The emperor spoke calmly, turned his head and looked at the red moon and stars in the sky with an extremely devout expression.
At the same time, within the skin of the mortal slough, the monks of the Bitter Birth Mountains were shrouded in the sky and surrounded in all directions. Only the rain of blood flowed from the slough of the red mother, sprinkled here, and accumulated more and more.
The heterogeneity erupted at this moment and howled at this moment one after another, the mountains began to collapse, and the earth cities were disintegrating everywhere.
Danjiu's withered statues also began to collapse, and his followers were all bitter and at a loss at the moment. The heroic woman lost her previous boldness and became silent.
And the range around the entire mountain range became smaller and smaller under the squirming of the human skin, and large areas of the edges were disappearing, and people had to move away quickly.
Those that disappeared were swallowed up and became part of the human skin.
It is conceivable that the mountains and sentient beings, including the sun, the moon and the stars, that were exposed on it before were all branded in this way.
It's just that the speed of disappearing is not so fast. Although the storm from the hair of Yueyan God has been suppressed by most, it is still erupting now.
But after all, it is just delaying time. If there is no miracle, then the storm will dissipate in a short time. When the human skin completely swallows everything, the Kusheng Mountains will disappear without a trace, and appear on the human skin, becoming a totem one.
And when the cultivator of the Kusheng Mountain Range faced catastrophe and continued to carry out ineffective resistance, the highest hall in mid-air in the Niyue Hall heard an even more intense roar.
The magnitude of the shock at the gate was much stronger than before, and the rumbling sound was like thunder exploding, causing a sensation in all directions.
This is even more so in the hall.
With the joint efforts of Xu Qing and the team leader, the totem of the gate became more and more dim, with less than 10% of the totem remaining.
It's just that the last 10% belongs to the core source and is extremely stubborn. Even the burning of the blood of the Son of God cannot quickly dilute and dim it.
The captain was not convinced, so the little totem he turned into rushed over and took a bite.
Kacha's voice echoed, the captain stepped back, and the last core remained unmoved.
Seeing this, the captain sighed.
"This bullshit is too hard to chew, little Ah Qing, we may still need some time."
Xu Qing looked tired. Although he was outside the gate, he could keep controlling the blood burning of the Son of God, so that the senior brother could bite more smoothly. This process took a lot of mental energy.
"That's too late."
Xu Qing said in a low voice, although he did not return to the pharmacy, but through the connection with Linger, he was very clear about what happened outside.
"The Red Moon Temple has arrived, and the red mother Fanshui has descended. Everything is extremely dangerous." Xu Qing looked at the captain.
The captain was taken aback.
"Fan Huai? This is the greatest foundation of the Red Moon Temple. They are in a hurry, why did they use it so quickly!"
"No matter what, it has already arrived." Xu Qing spoke slowly, with determination in his eyes.
"Eldest brother, I am going to use my Ziyue power to swallow this last totem, please help me."
The captain's eyes were bright, knowing the seriousness of the situation.
"If you devour it, you will not be able to bear it."
"Becoming the master of Niyue, I can use Niyue Temple to suppress me all the time." Xu Qing took a deep breath, this is the only way to speed up at this moment.
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The captain was silent, and nodded after a while.
"Okay, let's fight!"
Without any hesitation, Xu Qing made a tactic with both hands, and pressed towards the door of the main hall in front of him. The power of the purple moon in his body exploded, and drops of blood gushed out from Xu Qing's whole body in an instant.
Soon a blood lake formed around him, and when he was churning, he could see an illusory sacred treasure rising and falling, exuding a strong breath of blood authority.
The next moment, the lake of blood roared up and headed straight for the gate, and the captain went all out at this moment, his own small totem spun rapidly, forming a vortex, catching Xu Qing's blood.
In the blink of an eye, with the touch, Xu Qing's blood-transformed lake rushed into the gate along the whirlpool, swept in all directions, and rushed towards Chimu's last totem core.
Totem core, in Xu Qing's perception, is a scarlet mark.
This imprint shines with blood and exudes divine power, and those who are inferior in character cannot get close to it.
But Xu Qing's authority here comes from Hongyue, which is of the same origin as Chimu, and the moment is approaching, and he hits hard.
With a bang, the door shook violently, and the captain rushed forward at this moment, opened his mouth wide, and bit it with all his strength.
The sound was even louder, and the roaring sound echoed throughout the Niyue Hall. Xu Qing's blood lake collapsed and rolled back, and the captain also wailed, but soon, the blood lake gathered again and hit the past again.
The captain was also crazy, the totem was shining with blue light, he was furious, and rushed away again.
In addition, the blood of the Son of God burned on the imprint, corroding it continuously. Cooperating with Xu Qing and the captain's all-out efforts, time passed like this, and several hours passed. After many collisions, the imprint finally became unbearable, and a broken crack.
Xu Qing was extremely tired, and the captain's wailing was also weak.
But seeing the crack appear, they rushed out again in an instant, and amidst the unprecedented explosion of the roaring sound, the imprint finally collapsed and fell apart.
And at the moment of splitting, a golden light erupted inside, and the source of the golden light was an illusory shadow.
The figure was vaguely visible as a woman, wearing a tattered robe, covering her eyes with her hands, blood was flowing inside, and the golden light was shining all over her body, she looked incomparably holy.
It is the red mother!
The whispering sound, the distorted feeling, and the heterogeneous mould, exploded strongly at this moment, turning into divine power, enveloping Xu Qing and the captain.
Xu Qing's blood lake boiled instantly, dissipating visibly with the naked eye, and the captain's blood lake was also like this, as if it was about to be wiped away.
But its madness also erupted completely at this moment.
"Little Ah Qing, let's go swallow it, let's practice first!" The blood pool melted and turned into Xu Qing's figure. He stared at the phantom of the red mother, a strong longing that couldn't be suppressed rose in his mind, became instinctive.
Even more extreme hunger broke out at this moment.
At this moment, humanity is dissipating, divinity is spreading, and Xu Qing's balance is about to be broken.
But he didn't stop it, allowing divinity to rise, replace consciousness, and let out a cold voice.
"The power of the red moon has no two masters!"
During the words, Xu Qing's whole body was filled with blood, covering the gate of the hall, facing the phantom of the red mother, with greed, hunger, and calm, he suddenly swallowed it.
The captain laughed, with crazy eyes, opened his mouth wide, and devoured it! Before the red mother became a god, she was decapitated by the master of this great domain with a god-beheading platform. On that day, the head turned into fly ash and merged into the void
No, only such a corpse was left behind. After sinking into the long river of time, Chi Mu didn't know how to become a god. She returned again, suppressed the world, and even unfolded the magic method. She fished out the slough from the years and put it here to become the Temple of the Red Moon heritage.
This thing is extraordinary, originally only the Son of God could use it.
But now it appears here and is attracted by the palace emperor, which contains deep meaning.
His appearance shook the desert, and as he fell, the desert sank hundreds of feet and thousands of feet... The ground roared, deeply sunken, and the sky changed color and shattered.
The endless rain of blood poured down, filling the sunken place, and soon formed a blood-colored lake.
The sea waves rolled, and the sound spread in all directions.
Looking around, the desert has completely disappeared, only the sea of blood is churning, and the momentum is brilliant.
This scene changed the world, changed the desert into the sea, and shocked everyone. The Kusheng Mountain Range has become an isolated island in this sea.
The gray wind was also being continuously disintegrated, and it could barely cover the Kusheng Mountain Range, but anyone could have a premonition that this gray wind would collapse at any time.
Outside the wind, above the sea of blood, there are all cultivators of the red moon. They are densely packed, with fanatical expressions, and are singing. On the sky, the emperor is worshiping.
The scope of influence is so large that it affects the entire Moon Festival.
At this moment, all living beings are trembling, everything is shaking, and the endless area of the Great Domain is roaring.
This momentum is only owned by the gods.
But in Kusheng Mountain Range, whether it is the Four Palace Masters or their subordinates, as well as local monks, all of them are terrified and desperate at this moment.
Can't resist, can't stop.
Everyone in the pharmacy was the same, Ning Yan's body was shaking, looking at the sea of blood outside, looking at Fan Hua in the sky, his mind went blank.
Wu Jianwu stopped reciting poems, he was extremely flustered now, and his heart was full of turmoil.