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Xu Qing was taken aback when he heard the words, he looked suspiciously at the gate of the hall, and then at the totem transformed by the captain. The last memory in his mind was that he and the captain succeeded in devouring the phantom of the red mother.
"After swallowing, why do I have the feeling that I have forgotten my artistic conception?" Xu Qing squinted his eyes, felt his body, and found that everything was fine.
"Could it be..." While Xu Qing was thinking, the captain's little totem on the gate made an inconceivable sound.
"No, little Aqing, I must have forgotten some memories, I was affected, what is the situation, no, I have to think about it, it's too scary." The captain exclaimed.
"Brother, don't think about it." Xu Qing stood up and walked towards the door, trying to push it away.
But at the moment when Xu Qing approached the gate, the small totem transformed by the captain suddenly burst into blue light, and there were countless low roars echoing in it, and the sound shook the soul.
And the next moment, a red light appeared out of nowhere on the captain's totem, spread rapidly, and began to turn into paper.
"I, I, I, I remembered, I was cursed by the red mother, I shouldn't think of it, this is wrong, little Aqing, hurry up, let me forget!!"
After the captain was stunned for a moment, he immediately became anxious, with endless regret in his voice, and Xu Qing's eyes were also fixed, and there were bursts of rattling sounds in his mind, his expression changed, and he immediately sat down cross-legged, and the mood of forgetting unfolded again.
We have worked hard and bombarded the dim human skin world with all our strength, but the spells and supernatural powers that we did not have, falling in the seven directions, are like stone bulls entering the sea, causing even the slightest waves.
The sound of inhalation, uproar, and exclamation spread all over the place at that moment, this huge bronze door stood in the air, prevented the shrinking of the red mother's shedding skin, and attracted all eyes... ·
And the contraction of the sloughed skin was blocked at that moment, and the tangible light turned into an invisible support, causing the contraction to pause.
When the sound reverberated and spread in all directions, the shed human skin of the red mother suddenly shrank, and it was about to swallow the first 10% of the area.
The gate is so small that it towers above the sky, and the moment it descends, bursts of terrifying waves rumble and spread from the inside, overwhelming mountains and seas, spreading to all directions.
Before the blood rain touched the light, it roared and rolled back.
However, the shrinkage of the human skin continued, and the blood rain became smaller, covering a smaller area.
"Little senior brother, this is right, you should have started to forget the artistic conception, but it will definitely start suddenly, there must be no reason.
The range of the Kusheng Mountain Range is getting bigger and bigger. When only 10% of the area is left, Fan Huai's peristalsis slows down, and even small mouths appear under the sky, with less blood-colored saliva flowing out, meaning hunger. , are also weaker.
We are ragged and haggard. Few of us have exhausted all our cultivation. At this moment, we can only wait for the arrival of death.
"Little senior brother, together, push open this door!"
There was a roar from the shed skin of the red mother, the small earthquake trembled, and the blood sea in the inner world also set off small waves.
Bursts of murmuring voices, like gods, echoed from the door and swept towards the seven weeks.
Jin Jian's body didn't tremble, his face was pale, and he murmured in his heart.
Dianhuang laughed hotly, sensing all directions.
The Lord of the Seventh Palace looked at all that bitterly, and closed his eyes. This feeling of wanting to struggle but having no effect made my hesitant mind fall into the abyss.
We are my focus. "That breath!"
"Huh? Why do I feel like I forgot something, it's boring... When you think about it badly, you will definitely remember what happened.
"The gate of the lowest palace!"
Even if it can be shaken, but at that time, it still has to be resisted.
It, from the inside to the inside, hastily opened!
Ordinary people, in the face of gods, are simply resistable.
"Master Hope, it's outside..." The head of the leader, this heroic man, sighed heavily.
There is not a large area among the crowd, Jin Jian, Xu Qing and others, we are outside.
But at that moment, a sudden change occurred!
But at this moment, in the Kusheng mountain range shrouded in the mortal skin of the red mother, the remaining 80% of the area gathered all the monks.
Every time the skin wriggles, it will shrink inward. All mountains, rocks, plants, everything and even sentient beings, as long as they are touched by it, will become a part of the human skin and be swallowed.
"You probably want to make you forget some things, and once these things are remembered, there will be no little horror."
At the same time, the crisis of the Kusheng Mountain Range has reached a critical moment. With the arrival of the red mother Fanshui, the sea of blood has become a mountain range of an isolated island, covered by the skin of Fanshen.
Little Master Sheng Luo followed in front of me, with a pale face, looking at the happy monks for seven weeks, listening to the countless wailing sounds, there was nothing I could do.
Looking around, the rain of blood has stopped here, and the small land has been flooded. It seems to have become a river of blood. People can only stand at a lower place as much as possible.
On the gate, the captain's small totem also opened and closed his eyes.
"Gods are not eternal!"
Desperation, exhaustion, bewilderment, all kinds of negative emotions, there were more obvious rises under the monks outside.
The surviving cultivators here struggled one by one to let out the most forward cry of life, as if they wanted to completely burst out all the attachments and regrets of this life beyond that one sentence.
That voice, like thunder from the sky, exploded the minds of everyone here.
"So, you suggest that he is going to remember."
If so, how can I come here in person for a mere Kusheng mountain range, and even unfold the crimson moon accumulation.
"If it appears again, this place will become the Lord's food."
But the resistance has not stopped because it is effective. "Hope lasts forever!"
"Forget it, think about it before, open the door first, and become the master of the moon!"
"Brother Linger... Where is he..."
The Red Moon Palace Emperor murmured in his heart to surround the outside, and quickly swallowed and obliterated the Kusheng Mountain Range. That was just my arrangement to achieve the goal. I would use this place as a lure to force the prince and others to appear.
Outside the crowd, the leaders of the Fourth Dan division were also bitter at the moment, and they didn't feel that their faith was about to collapse.
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What followed was deeper despair. But at this moment, there was roaring in all directions, the sloughed skin shrank again, mountains and rocks disappeared everywhere, areas were swallowed up, and the overall scope became larger.
The lack of cultivation of the Red Moon Temple caused his mind to tremble, and the emperor turned his head abruptly, looking at the figure of the prince waiting for him in the distance, but looking at Fan Huai, his expression changed.
In the eyes of all the people, within that ray of light, a bronze door suddenly appeared.
"That's..." And the withdrawal continued.
Time passed in that despair.
And the gazes of the sentient beings here, in the excitement and belief, all saw... In this small door that was opened quickly, and amidst the endless light, two figures appeared... ·····
Ling'er pondered, Qishang looked at it, and suddenly spoke.
Even some monks who were about to alienate did not choose to let their comrades help them end, but lifted into the air with a miserable smile, went straight to the human skin sky, and blew themselves outside.
"Lord of the Negative Moon!" The Seventh Palace Master shook his body and exclaimed in surprise.
A ray of light appeared out of thin air in the world covered by the molting skin of the red mother!
All the cultivators here were shocked, and the Seventh Palace Master also instinctively looked at it, as did Xu Qing and others, especially Ning Yan, your expression showed excitement, and your instinct told yourself that brother Linger is coming soon.
The lord of the reverse moon is about to appear.
Jin Jian was silent, Wu Jianwu was terrified, every movement of the sky was a heartbreak for everyone here.
"Is the Niyue Temple sealed?"
The captain of the big totem under the small gate was suspicious, and after thinking about it, he agreed with Linger's answer. Although I was still curious about what happened in my heart, I still chose to suppress that bad curiosity.
After more than ten breaths, Xu Qing opened his eyes, showing a daze.
The sea of blood in the small land boiled immediately, as if being dispelled, it was constantly churning.
The rumbling sound was extremely tragic.
The big chicken and Youjing are all seven weeks old before the Mogui ancestor, and the medicine shop...has been swallowed up by Fanshui.
In terms of its engulfment, Nuoxiao's Bitter Life Mountain Range has not disappeared nearly 10% of the area.
The captain took a deep breath, and the big totem turned into a shining light. Cooperating with Jin Jian, the seven of them erupted at the same time, pushing the door of the lowest palace that had never been opened in the Niyue Palace in that era!
"It's about to start." The Seventh Palace Master spat out blood and let out a miserable laugh. I looked at Qi Zhou's command and cupped my fists to bow.
The elixir is basically enough for everyone to use. "My lord, are they still showing up?"
"Fellow daoists, if there is no next life...you will still go that way!"
All efforts have no effect, facing the red mother Fanshui, even the Seventh Palace Master can resist.
My focus is not on that.
Its brilliance, without any warning, came suddenly, burst out suddenly.
"Could it be..."
Have we found Dan Si in the end? Now that the entire desert has become a sea of blood, and the Kusheng Mountain Range is also facing collapse. In a sense, Dan Si we led is either not dead, or is not That outside.
This is golden light, before it appeared in midair, it spread slowly inward, and in the blink of an eye, it seemed to turn into the sun, covering the entire area outside with light.
And the heterogeneity is getting weaker and weaker, and even the monks have not ended the alienation, howling in that joy, the comrades around can only silently end it for us, that is the only way to urgently relieve the position.
At that moment, the entire Moon Sacrifice Field trembled, a sense of recovery erupted from under the soil, from under the mountains, from all things and all beings!
As for the gray wind that prevented Chimu Fanshui from being devoured, there was still a few left, and there was a sound of whimpering, which could only be blown around scatteredly, except that in the shrouded world, there was a terrifying blow from Chimu Fanshui. The sound of swallowing echoed continuously.
"The door of the lowest hall of Niyue Hall actually appeared there!"
As Linger said, she got up and put her hand under the small door. The Lord of the Seventh Palace roared loudly, with hesitation in his eyes.
The ones who changed together were not the monks of the Niyue Palace who were missing in the Bitter Life Mountain Range. We were all at that moment, with endless waves rising in our hearts, and our eyes were opened and closed. The resonance from the body and soul made us feel instantly recognized the door.
Under the sea of blood, the cultivator of Hongyue worshiped frantically, and the emperor of Hongyue Palace had an expression on his face. He didn't stare up, but looked closer.
The Lord of the Seventh Palace flew out and bombarded the sky, and all the monks who had no strength left also gritted their teeth and shot into the air with all their strength.
Some people died, but not completely dead...