The dragon opened the mouth of the tusks and bit it hard.

The water dragon ball buzzed, turned into three feet of fluorescence, and instantly broke the surrounding confusion, making the dragon more ostentatious.

The dragon's tooth knife was even more trembling, and a trepidation of force fell like a firmament.

A knife, as if it represented the punishment of the will of heaven and earth!

The face of the ghost king of Xianshan changed greatly, shocked with my strength, a year and a half did not see, it can not think, I have come to this step.

“Hang!”

The dragon's tooth knife cut the body gas spear, and suddenly turned into a violent cadaver wave rolling in all directions.

The flat swamp suddenly was like a tsunami, and the marsh up to several meters spread toward the periphery.

I snorted and trotted back.Five or six steps to stop.

But the ghost king of Xingshan is not much better, the spear of the fiery gasification fades, and one of the toes is also a step back.

So, it was even more shocking!

Once in the gossip city, it caught me like a kitten, he did not have any counterattack, and now, he can take it a spear!

It failed to fly me, but it was unstable, giving the white month a great opportunity.

“Hunt!”

Red flashing like a dragon, a fierce blow on the chest of the ghost king of the Xianshan, suddenly flying out of it, like a tower, smashed on the swamp, black blood and bones flying.

I shrunk into an inch and rushed over in a flash of intending to fill the knife.

But to my surprise, the ghost king of Xianshan suddenly sank into the marshes and disappeared, and even more strangely did not even splash up at all.

My heart beats, this is the same level of snoring, and the same level of mopping.

“Beware!”The White Moon immediately reminded me.

I mobilized the magic force to stand still on my feet, quietly perceiving the fluctance under the swamp, ready to shoot.

The white moon simply closed his eyes and put the sense to the maximum.

Then, her red auspicious also moved, constantly extending, a little sound did not take the dive into the water, more and more long.

“Hang!”

After a while.A red and rambling earthquake, the turbulent marsh surface exploded, and the huge body of the ghost king of the Xianshan Mountain flew out from the mud, and staggered back and receded.

There is another gap in the waist, shocking!

“Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The king of the ghosts of the mountain was angry, making a sound like a roar of the beast, and the eyes were instantly blood red.But it doesn’t just scare us.Instead, it reveals the plight of its poor ass.

At first, it joined forces with the mighty ghost king and the white Xiangyue only hit a tie, and as soon as the mighty ghost king left, it broke a leg and ran away.

Now facing me and the white moon together, it even has no hope of running!

I’m with the White Moon at the same time!

The sharp edge of the blade, as if to split the sky and the sky, the red roll of the white incense moon, covered half the sky, and killed the ghost king of the mountain.

Under the crisis of life and death, the ghost king of the Xianshan roared, and suddenly the body of the body soared, turning into a circle of corpses, the evil ghosts in the inside roaring, and the magic phoenix was screaming.

The momentum rose to the highest point, and after it stood, the cadaver spear and shield reappeared in his hand.

It is crazy, it is obviously to understand its own situation, to fight hard!

The white moon took me a step forward, red embroidered, turned into a huge palm, and the fierce face of the mountain ghost king photographed.

“Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The king of the mountains roared, and the shield struggled.

Then a flash of lightning, it stood up!

Then, it spears stabbed me without hesitation, extremely fast, and the spear was a green ghost, a ghost's tooth, and a ghost's mouth.

I opened my mouth, and the power was like a throat.Blow up!

The raging power flowed out of the throat, and in an instant the head of the ghost was crushed, the dragon tooth knife was fluorescent, the dragon was wrapped in the knife, and the spear was fiercely facing the spear of the body.

The blade against the tip of the spear, and I shuddered again, and the spear was stopped.But I was ready to hit again.

The moment to stop again.

The busy mountain ghost king naturally would not let me close, and the spear shrunk a little, and he thorned me again.

Almost in an instant, we attacked the tip of the needle against the mangosle four or five times.

Finally, I squeezed all the magic and strength to cut the past, and suddenly my body retreated involuntarily, and the ghost king of Xianshan finally staggered.Even the spears were gone.

At this point in time, the red ausion of the white moon has covered all the surrounding areas, forming a huge red cage, which is rapidly tightening.

At this moment, she is the master of this space, and everything must be creeping under her feet.

For the King of the Mountain, this is the end!

It was crazy and generally violent to attack the cage composed of red embroidery, and wanted to rush out, but the red embroidery shrank more and more dense.

I naturally wouldn’t let it go, tossing its hind legs with a knife, interfering with it.

Soon, not a few red embroidered ones crossed me and wrapped the huge body of the ghost king of the mountains inside.It became a babe.

He screamed and struggled, but to no avail.

Red Embroidered a little tighter, the sound of its pressure has changed, but even so, it is still resisting, and the cadaver has become a ghost of all kinds.Crazy bite of red.

The white moon slightly frowns, although it is squatting, but it takes some effort to completely eliminate it.

After all, it is a ghost king, not an easy existence!

At this moment, I saw that the blood of the other side of the umbilical umbilicalum was blooming, and it floated out slowly and rotated.

It is really a bright red flower on the other side, also called Manzhu Shahua.

It did not have a leaf, and the red flowers were staggered in the middle to the appearance of two hands, and the petals next to it were head to the sky.

Like a pair of hands praying to heaven, praying to heaven, telling the blessings of the afterlife for the lost loved ones, and praying for themselves to see the good-bye of this life.

I’ve been collecting information about the other side of the flower.But the real flower is the first sight.

It is so beautiful, but it is beautiful!

The red flower is like blood, represents the separation, but also represents endless thoughts, but also represents the watch of the thousand generations of reincarnation.

Legend has it that it is a solitary soul that voluntarily waits on the shores of the Stygian River.For nothing else, just look at his lover when he turns over the Stygian River; the sea of people is vast, it has no way to find it, but can only stay on the only way to reincarnation.

One look at a lifetime is enough.

It does not want to be reincarnated, and even more unwilling to forget everything that has ever been, and it is hard to wait for a thousand lifetimes.

And this waiting is fruitless.

Because once that person has long forgotten, perhaps when he passes through the bridge, he will look at it, sigh the beauty of the flowers, and then rush to the next life of reincarnation.

He didn’t know that the flower had been watching him.

I don't know if the white moon is one of the flowers on the other side, or the other side of the flower is the only one of her.

I don't know if the legend is true, whether she is waiting for thousands of years on the banks of the Stygian River.But there is no doubt that she has been waiting for more than 5,000 years.

The king said that she was too deep.

Perhaps, this is the nature of the flower on the other side, and the legend is not empty.

As soon as the flowers appeared on the other side, the whole world seemed to be quiet, and the surging water calmed down.It’s like this world, there’s only one flower on the other side.

It landed slowly, gently touched the water surface of the swamp, and pulled out a little ripple.

The next moment, one after another, the other side of the flower was born out of thin air, spreading towards the distance, to the end of the distant sky.

I grew my mouth.

The Fire Road!

The Legendary Fire Path!

The sea of flowers is bright red.Covered with the whole zeal, blooming demonic almost red and black, it looks like a carpet made of blood, like fire, like blood!

Like thousands of torches, it illuminates the way to the wheel circuit.

My heart thumped and the path of fire came from the Buddhist scriptures.

Legend has it that the ancient Buddha of the southern part of Kunlun passed the Naihe Bridge, and suddenly saw the other side of the flower full of traffic, the red flowers were like fire, so the Buddhist scriptures were recorded, and the name of Manzhu Shahua and the description of the fire path.

Gradually, the red light became more and more.

In front of me appeared a picture, a man with long hair on his back and armor, carrying a white as snowy elf to the river; he was slender and upright, standing there, like a pillar standing on the ground, pointing straight to the sharp sword of the sky.The momentum produced out of thin air is unrivalled, as if everything in the world should be surrendered to his feet.

Although his armor was broken, his sword was broken, and even his body was covered with blood and dust.

Standing for a moment, he placed the white elves on the head of the bridge, striding across the bridge, and there was no hesitation in the back of the great shore.

The elves immediately jumped down, chased the man, and called.

The man came to the middle of the bridge and stopped.Slowly turning around, revealing an airy face was so familiar.

He smiled, picked up the elves and whispered a few words beside it, put it back on the bridge, and turned away again.

The elves stood up, chirped, wept into blood!

The falling blood and tears became the other side of the flower, along the long Naihe bridge, blooming, red flowers like fire, illuminating the passage to the reincarnation, the sea of flowers extended to the feet of the man, step by step accompanied him, until the end of the bridge.

From beginning to end.The man never looked back again, only the elves stood alone in the bridge, blood and tears, dyed it red as white as snow.

Then, the picture slowly disappeared like a ripple on the water, leaving only the same fire in front of the road.

It's just that it's no longer goodbye.Rather, it is roasted.

The red flame, burning the ghost king of the mountains, turning it into a little bit of smoke and ash!

I looked at the white moon, and for a moment my heart was extremely sour.

The flowers on the other side, there is a magical magic, which can awaken the memory of the past life, just that paragraph.Surely the most sad and painful memory in the heart of the white incense moon, right?

She had long been affectionate with the man who had stood up to the earth, but in the end she could only send him apart, and even before she could show her incomparable beauty after she had been able to cultivate her body, let alone tell her love.

All he can do is turn into a sea of flowers on the other side and accompany him to the last journey.

A river that separates this life from the afterlife.

It also stops all of the fates!

I finally understood why the Jade King would say that the white fragrant moon would wait for the man to come back, so he would see him again!

Indeed, the fate of the past life can not be brought into this life, even if it is obtained, it will soon be lost.

The past life is the past life, and this life is the present life.No more connection!

What she wanted to do was to complete the deepest obsession in her heart, to see the man again, to show her beauty, and to tell a word she had never spoken.

That's all!

“Nine hundred and nine beautiful!”

I muttered a word, the heart said, is this heaven and earth really such a strong will?

Can God not change all that?

as strong as him.There is also a day to disappear, as strong as he, can only put down the white incense moon to go to unknown places?

That scene has been going on for more than five years.

The re-emergence of the new Chinese civilization in the East-Turkish World from the ruins of the First World of War I has achieved a bright and prosperous world.

But how many people know that the emperor who has supported the world for more than 5,000 years has disappeared alone on the other side.

Never appeared again.

Even he became a taboo being, and no one on earth knew who he was, and no one knew what he had done.

Even Qimen, only a handful of people vaguely know a little.

And all this complete witness, only the white moon alone.

This kind of attachment, before the end of life, can not be put down.

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