Chapter 1059

"Si Ming, how many years have you been to Youming prison?" The ghost master did not answer his question, but looked at him with a smile.

Si Ming eyes float a trace of doubt, but still respectfully reply, "five years."

"Time is so fast. It's been five years in a flash. What have I done to you in these five years? " The ghost master of the nether world sighed and asked him again.

"Master treats me very well."

"That's fine. It's time for you to repay me." The ghost master's eyes were locked on Si Ming's body, and suddenly he moved. At the next moment, he suddenly appeared in front of Si Ming's body and grabbed Siming's neck with one hand.

"Siming, you are a rare dark constitution. Although it is formed by the day after tomorrow, it is not bad. Now let me devour your blood, your body and your soul With me, you will have better progress space, you will be the master of the world! Ha ha When I completely integrate you, add the holy magic flower, I can completely do not fear the pure Yang power of the blood of the yellow

Si Ming's eyes couldn't think of opening his boss, stopped struggling, looked up, and looked at him with hurt and disappointment in his eyes, "five years ago, you took me as an apprentice, have you all planned it?"

"Yes, at that time, I took a fancy to your netherworld constitution. I wanted to eat you again when you are adult. After all, this is a kind of nether body that is rare for thousands of years! I didn't expect that there was a yellow blood in the middle of the way. Ha ha, God help me! If the nether body and the blood vessels of Yanhuang fuse, then it may be transformed into the body of nine Yin and Nine Yang. Do you know what this means? Whether it is the Xuantian world or the nether hell prison, I will be in charge of it, and I will be the highest controller in the world The ghost master of the nether world sneered triumphantly.

"It turns out that you are also lying to me." Si Ming micro angry, in addition to Aunt Yue, uncle Jing and Xiao Ling, no one is sincere to him any more!

After a flash, Si Ming escaped from the ghost master's hand and turned into an adult. He fell beside nalanjing. The black halberd in his hand slashed the chain and cut off the chain.

Si Ming slightly a Leng, it seems that lock soul chain so easily cut off, "Uncle Jing, you go quickly, I'll drag him! Aunt Yue is outside now

The pupil of nalanjing suddenly shrinks, and yue'er really comes!

"No way! This is the chain of soul lock made by ten thousand years of cold iron. With your strength, you can't cut it off! " The ghost master of the nether world has a sinister eye and a raging anger in his heart. The damned Si Ming dare to betray himself and spend the past five years cultivating him with so many excellent resources.

Ah, ah, he was so angry!

Well said, he is using the best resources to cultivate Siming, but in fact it is not for his own selfish desire?

Si Ming is also puzzled frown, although he just used 90% of the power, but so easy to cut off is some unexpected ah!

As if thinking of something, the ghost Lord's eyes fell on nalanjing, his face full of suspicion, "is it you?"

"Yes, I am." Nalanjing lips raised a sneer, 3000 ink hair without wind from the dance, momentum is fierce, crazy hegemony.

The white robe unfolded like snow satin. He walked up and down from the top, but he didn't leave in a hurry. "In fact, I've already untied the chain of souls. You've been trapped for a year. It's time to settle the interest from you."

The ghost master of the nether world disdained to sneer, "even if you break away from the chain of souls, you are not my opponent at all!"

Words down, a vast breath from his body, towering like a mountain, very frightening.

"Just try it." Nalanjing's hand was shaking, and the magic soldiers of his life gathered in his hands, raised his hand, and raised his sword. A fierce and incomparable sword Kingdom immediately met the ghost Lord who was coming from the front.

The burning breath broke out on the red gold sword. The power of pure Yang was extremely terrible. For a time, the ghost master of the nether world did not dare to approach.

His face more and more gloomy, eyes surging with a terrible storm, "you break through to the realm of the devil?"

"Yes, it's thanks to you. I couldn't have improved so fast without your threat." The white and beautiful corner of the mouth raised a sneer, the cold light in the purple eyes twinkled, nalanjing's Footwork spread out, the whole human turned into a group of white light, and rushed towards the ghost Lord.

The snow-white robe turned into red gold, and the whole time was made of pure gold. It was full of gold, flowing and colorful, holy and solemn, cold and incomparable!

The power of Yanhuang's blood is the nemesis of all shuras, including the ghost master of the nether world. At this moment, he didn't dare to touch it. He was clearly a strong one at the level of demon saint, but he was severely suppressed by a demon level person. This feeling made him very unhappy!

"Hum! Do you really think you are invincible in the world The ghost master's eyes were filled with anger of the two clans. With a palm of his hand, he quickly took out the holy magic flower and swallowed it without hesitation. The expression on his face became more ferocious and gloomy, "ha ha ha, nalanjing, you can die now!"

With his hands holding the formula, luck, and endless magic spirit, the whole space was slightly twisted and made a sharp and piercing sound.All of a sudden, there was a sharp pain in the Dantian. The ghost master's face changed. He only felt that the magic Qi in his hand had dissipated half of the time. His face was not heavy. What's the matter? What happened to his Dantian?

In his elixir field, there is a trace of fire red pure Yang power out of thin air!

The power of pure Yang twined on the magic pill in his elixir field, devouring his evil Qi bit by bit!

The burning pain came from the elixir field, which made his face pale and choked with pain.

"What's the matter? How could this happen? Where does this damned pure Yang power come from? "

The ghost master of the nether world was furious, and his eyes were filled with fierce anger and roared.

"How about the magic flower?"

In the dark stone chamber, suddenly a girl's cold and disdainful sarcasm, like the Sanskrit voice above the nine days, rings in the air.

The ghost master of the nether world miraculously turned his head, and saw a thin black figure coming from the dark passage. His white and beautiful face looked like a magic carving, beautiful, cool and enchanting.

"You? Mu Qianyue? What the hell did you do? Did situ Mo ask you to do it? How dare he betray me! You bastard

Mu Xiaoyue didn't pay attention to him, but walked quickly towards the stone chamber. Her eyes were always firmly locked on the white figure in front of her. In her black and clear eyes, a layer of water mist suddenly surged up.

Eyes full of missing, missing or missing

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