Seeing this, Tu Weiwei twitched the corner of her mouth, and immediately used thunder to temper her body with all her heart, stimulating the infinite potential of her acquired physique.
"Please Ghost Lord——"
In front of the altar, Shi Nixiao shouted solemnly.
The blood heron flies.
Cries spread everywhere.
The escorts lined up on both sides, and the long white steps of Xuannv Palace were covered with long dark carpets.
With silver hair and white eyes, she was like the incarnation of holiness, walking on the black carpet towards the altar.
Shi Nixiao glanced at the black treasure box placed on the altar and said: "This is the Bianhuahua, a sacred object in the forest guarded by the Ghost Lion Clan. When the Bianhuahua blooms, it is the day when the Ghost Lord is born. Please open the sacred object.
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Shi Nixiao knelt on one knee.
Countless ghost lion clan members and members of the escort suddenly knelt down.
The voices rose to the sky in unison: "Please the ghost master open the sacred object."
Xuan Nu looked at Chu Yue, and her bright red lips curved into a beautiful smile.
She was wearing a floor-length skirt, the hem of which was spread on the white-stepped black carpet. Her every move, every frown and every smile was like a famous painting from ancient times.
When she had enough of enjoying the looks from all directions, she stretched out her slender hand and slowly opened the pure black treasure box.
Seeing the scene inside the treasure box, Xuan Nu's pupils suddenly shrank.
I saw a withered Bana flower placed inside.
"how so?"
Shi Nixiao was shocked: "Your Majesty, when you walked out of Xuannv Palace three days ago, the other shore flower was in full bloom. The Ghost Lion Clan people have been waiting with all their heart for the past three days. They were all fine before coming here. How could it wither now?
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"boom!"
Xuannv flicked her sleeves, and the fierce wind that carried the terrifying Blood Heron swept away instantly, turning the entire altar into ruins.
"As a ghost master, I don't need this so-called flower of the other side!"
Xuannv waved her sleeves again, and the blood egret swept out like a storm, crushing a group of ghosts and warriors on the right.
The little ghost spirit in its infancy was still looking at Xuannv happily.
The storm hit him ruthlessly and cruelly, tearing him apart at any time.
The smile on the little ghost's face froze, and the light in his eyes gradually dissipated.
The mother sensed the approaching danger and almost immediately saved her child, hoping to protect the little ghost from the blow at the cost of her soul.
"Mother..."
The little ghost screamed heartbreakingly.
"There will be flowers and lights in the cursed city."
My mother's embrace was exceptionally warm and her voice was very kind.
The little ghost cried out, opened his eyes and saw the storm coming, and the blood egret grinned like an evil ghost.
He was so scared that he closed his eyes.
"boom!"
Suddenly, the sound of thunder exploded.
A figure descended from the sky and blocked the blood egret storm by itself.
The little ghost seemed to have noticed something, and slowly opened his eyes. The heroic figure and the blood-red skirt were reflected in his eyes, and he opened his mouth slightly subconsciously.
Chu Yue swung his ax and chopped away the blood heron storm. His whole body was covered with thunder and lightning, and then he slowly fell down and looked back at the little ghost spirit.
"Little devil, you must listen to your mother."
Chu Yue curled her lips and smiled, then spread her slender legs and ran wildly across the land of the Cursed City, aiming for the ruined altar of Xuannv Palace!
The little ghost blinked and asked blankly: "Mother, is that a fairy?"
"That's the new Demon Lord of West City."
"Then can she be our ghost master?"
"Silly boy……"
At this moment, Xuannv saw that Chu Yue was out of the range of the thunder, and said angrily: "Ye Chuyue, if you don't take the road to heaven, and you have to find your own death, this ghost master will help you!"
"Yeah?"
Chu Yue laughed softly, with an evil arc of light flowing in her eyes.
"I'm not dead yet, so it's not the turn of a despicable slave like you to take over as Ghost Lord."
"Ninety thousand years is too long, and the world no longer knows the charm of the Ghost Lord."
"It's time for the warriors in the world to learn more about it."
"Xuan Nu!"
"In Zhongzhou, there is only my city of Yeyue, and there is no place where you cursed me!"
Chu Yue drank loudly and leaped into the air with her ax in hand.
She raised her head and looked at the strange blood moon, with a desolate smile on her lips.
Ninety thousand years.
All grievances and grievances should be settled.
Throw pillow.
Our night-moon city will have flowers in full bloom again, and it will be like spring all year round.
"Your Highness Xuannv, be careful!"
Shi Nixiao and the escort began to attack Chu Yue.
Just when they thought Chu Yue was going to attack Xuannv, a pair of fire-colored wings spread out from the back of Chu Yue's back.
They saw her holding an ax in one hand and wearing the black mask around her waist on her face with the other hand.
The Suzaku fire wings carried her to the highest point in the ghostly sky, like an erupting volcano, turning half of the sky into the color of fire.
Chu Yue released all the thunder power stored in her soul, and also rained Shennong's Holy Snow, which consumed almost all her energy.
At the same time, the mask ignited a will-o'-the-wisp, and the flames spread to the whole body and the battle axe.
She slowly raised her hand, and the battle ax filled with will-o'-the-wisps turned into a black bow.
"I use ninety thousand peaceful heroic souls as arrows to make you, Ye Chuyue, wake up!"
After Chu Yue groaned, she aimed the arrow at the blood moon in the sky.
The mask of the past is not complete.
Only when the heroic souls of the 90,000 Heian Army have returned to their masks can they be considered complete.
The blood seal on Chu Yue's body is closely connected with the blood moon. If he wants to bring the cursed city back to light, he must destroy the blood moon.
The blood moon is indestructible.
But Chu Yue wanted to take a gamble.
There is a trace of her soul and blood in the blood moon.
She wanted to bet whether her faith and firm will would completely disappear over the course of ninety thousand years.
In the past, Ye Chuyue was willing to bear the calamity of heaven and use her body to block the enemy in the void. When faced with 90,000 heroic souls as arrows, could she break through the forbidden seal and awaken?
"Stab it!"
An arrow shoots at the moon.
Go straight to Jiutian.
The black arrows burned with strange, hissing will-o'-the-wisps.
The woman in red in mid-air looks like a god of war, and the Suzaku wings behind her cover a huge shadow in front of Xuannv Palace.
Countless eyes were focused on this arrow.
The will-o'-the-wisp arrow passed through the clouds and sank into the blood moon.
The arrow spontaneously ignited into fire in an instant, spreading at a speed visible to the naked eye, so much so that a blood moon was covered in will-o'-the-wisps.
Chu Yue raised her head, and a trace of red blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth.
In the cursed city, thunder and lightning flashed, and Shennong's holy snow flew.
Underneath, Chen Cangqiong and Liu Yaoyao opened two storage bags, and nearly one hundred thousand ghost crystals poured out like a waterfall.
Thunderbolt and Shennong Shengxue were unable to break through the ghost crystal.
Not even close!
Chu Yue gritted her teeth, and her lips were bleeding.
But she has exhausted all the thunder power in her Yuanshen, and her Yuanshen, Wugen and Dantian are almost exhausted.
Right now!
But when they saw Zhao Wushuang, Xiao Li and others sitting cross-legged, they opened their eyes, shouted low, and struck out with their palms. Countless thunderbolts rushed straight towards Chu Yue like spring water.