Forbidden God orders, no God!
Dean in Su ink to Su ink before the departure of this god, at the moment by Su ink used up.
This charm is identical to the one the abbot placed in the palace.
The prohibitive decree hanging high in this dim realm of God shines like a bright moon.
The old woman looked up at the injunction hanging above her head, trembling with disbelief.
What is the heavenly means that can suppress the realm of the monks under the realm of the gods with only a magic rune?
The person who drew this rune...
The old woman dared not want to go down, looking at Su Mo's eyes full of disbelief.
"Who are you?" The old woman said in horror.
Other people's horror experience of this charm was not at all as direct as she felt, the earth above the charm...
The higher you go, the less daring you are!
All kinds of pictures emerged in her mind, looking at the eyes of Su Mo can even see the towering existence of Su Mo standing behind.
Su Mo looked closely at the old woman, the old woman was suppressed by the forbidden God order, the pressure on his body instantly became smaller.
Su Mo stood up and coldly said, "Seven disciples from the academy!"
The academy... The old woman did not know what the Academy was, and she did not know much about the ninth Realm.
Originally thought that the ninth world was just a weak world, but at this moment this feeling was corrected by her.
The Ninth Realm, it seems, is unfathomable!
"Are you still fighting?" Su Mo asked.
Su Mo actually really afraid of each other entangled, his side of a few people and no fighting force... Even if the old woman is held down by the spirit.
Moreover, at this moment, Su Mo just want to go to the third layer, and do not want to be overthrown and delayed time.
In front of the girl, everything is so insignificant!
The old woman was silent, looking at the young man in fine clothes... She's scared!
A divine rune can suppress the existence of divine practice, which really makes her unable to resist any heart. And Sumo seems to have a deep relationship with this horrible existence.
The young man in fine clothes looks ugly and hesitates.
"Big Bad sister!" Su Mo silently called the figure in the spirit sea, "may have to trouble you to shoot!"
Su Mo looked in front of the eyes constantly changing the young people in fine clothes, sighed.
Big evil is Su Mo's biggest card, is Su Mo into the greatest confidence in the realm of God.
Su Mo dont know how strong the villain is, but he still has a feeling... Even in the later stage of the transformation of God, in the face of the "great evil", there should be no room to fight back.
He just didn't want her to do it until she had to.
The Big One has also said that she will not strike unless it is a matter of life and death.
Su Mo can not rely on her strength! Otherwise, Su Mo will be unable to move forward.
'You think of me now? The "Big murderer" rolled his eyes in the sultry sea, "However, I am not willing to hand now!"
"Why? Isn't this a life-or-death situation?" Su Mo a leng, "I small knot Dan, people want to give me a slap is enough!" Just now she just wanted to arrest me, otherwise I would be gone..."
"First of all, you use the deification order to suppress her under the deification practice, so I do, who do you despise?"
"Secondly, something has targeted them... I don't have to do it!" 'said the Evil slowly.
'What do you mean? Su Mo suddenly did not understand.
At this time, Su Mo and others around the sudden fog rolling, the temperature around like suddenly low down.
The crowd could not help but shudder.
The Zen stick in the hand of the old monk beside him suddenly shook wildly, and the old monk's face changed dramatically, the change was not so strong even when he had just faced the old woman's conversion practice.
"There is... A monstrous thing!"
There was a sudden change in the faces of all.
The young man and the old woman suddenly turned pale and slowly turned back to...
Out of the thick fog behind them came slowly a tiny figure!
The old woman's face changed, and she wanted to run away with the young man in fine clothes, but she found that her body was out of control and could not move at all.
The little figure came out of the mist, and held out a finger to the young man and the old woman in their fine clothes, and stood before his mouth:
'SHH!
Su Mo looked at the small figure, instantly fell into dull...
After the appearance of this small figure, they found themselves unable to move, as if the surrounding air had solidified in an instant, like a swamp constantly pulling people deeper.
Only the small white stone on Su Mo's chest flashed, so that Su Mo was not affected at all.
But Su Mo was staring at the figure that appeared...
The little figure came into everyone's sight, about ten years old, with a short sword in his chest, the blue sword with a blue light, and the dark red blood flow constantly around the sword body.
But the little figure seemed to care nothing about the short sword stuck in his chest, and leisurely walked into everyone's sight.
"SHH! Be quiet!" The little figure whispered to the old woman. The voice was very sweet, but the sweet voice made people shudder.
It was as if the voice came from some unknown place...
The old woman opened her mouth but could not shout anything.
"I'm just hungry, soon, you won't feel too painful..." The little figure came up to the old woman and smiled.
"Don't shout... If you wake it, I'll be in trouble too!"
The old woman's heart was broken, but she could not move at all. Only her eyes flashed with endless fear.
"That's right..."
The little figure laughed and raised his right hand slowly to the old woman...
It was widely seen that...
When the delicate white hands touched the old woman's chest, it was like touching a piece of white paper, which easily broke the old woman's chest...
So deep into the old woman's chest without hindrance, the bright red blood flowed out along the small white hand, and slowly dripped along the slender arm on the ground...
Patter patter...
A drop of blood is like a drop on the heart of all, like a sound on the heart of all drums.
The gorgeously dressed young man beside the old woman was like a falling ice cellar, wanting to move but unable to move, wanting to shout also unable to shout...
I watched helplessly as a delicate white hand pulled a beating heart out of an old woman's chest...
The old woman's eyes gradually turned gray and lost their vitality!
The little figure weighed the heart in his hand, seemed to be somewhat dissatisfied, and looked at the young man in fine clothes who could not move and looked scared.
Then he held out his other small, delicate white hand...
The same process is inserted into the chest of the young man in fine clothes, and the blood gushes...
The young man in fine clothes watched the little hand reach into his chest, and then the little hand took out a heart...
The eyes of the young man in fine clothes gradually lost their vitality, and they did not fall down.
Two fang still let Su Mo feel unable to tricky existence, in a moment into two corpses...
Their hands and feet were cold, and their eyes were terrified at the strange little figure with a short sword stuck in his chest.
The little figure weighed the two hearts in his hands and smiled with satisfaction.
Everyone saw... The two hearts, visible to the naked eye, withered in the delicate white hands and then turned to ashes...
The little figure raised his hand, and the ashes in his hand were blown away...
The little figure looked at the ashes in his hands being blown away by the wind, clapped his hands, smiled with satisfaction, and seemed to have a hiccup.
Small figure turned to look at Su Mo and other people, suddenly a leng.
Among the pile, the white-haired teenager looked at himself tightly and slowly walked out...
"Can you move?" 'asked the little figure.
The white boy did not speak, just stared at her...
"Aren't you afraid of me?" 'asked the little figure.
"What's that look?"
The little figure saw the white-haired teenager walking towards him with a full of pity in his eyes...
But the white-haired boy still did not answer her, but slowly walked to her before stopping...
Suddenly, the little figure saw a small white stone hanging on Su Mo's chest and gave a jerk.
The small white stone in the eyes of the small figure, flying out of a stream of light, slowly flew to the small figure of the chest also hanging a small white stone away.
The streamer melted into the pebble on the tiny figure's chest.
With the flow of light thoroughly integrated, the small figure eyes flashed countless memory fragments...
For a long time, the small figure looked up to Su Mo's eyes changed.
There is endless attachment and obsession in his eyes...
Su Mo looked at a small figure with a short sword in his chest....
"Does it hurt?"
That moment before also ferocious tiny figure, but at this moment in the eyes of the red clouds...
"It hurts..."
"It hurts...."