Qingluo still didn't understand, but she just felt that the ethereal aura on the old man's body was too clear, and he didn't even resemble a physical person, so she stopped asking questions and immediately used her whole body's energy to emit pieces of clear light, which instantly enveloped her.
The whole sea of books.
I saw Xian Fuyunhe holding the black-red magic eye and squatting next to Mie Canglan, who was as silent as a dead man. However, I saw that the young man's whole body was glowing black and red like burnt, and his face was already cracked like burnt clay.
Zongheng sighed deeply and held the young man's entire right arm in his hand.
"Ah..." Qingluobu created an isolation barrier. This was the most extreme technique she learned from Yun Qianmo, but it actually emitted a pure light. The effect was actually good after the first try.
, hurriedly ran over to guard Mie Canglan. At first sight, there were cracks on Mie Canglan's body, and he was completely lifeless. He fell there slumped like a pottery figure that had failed to be fired. He couldn't help being shocked, and tears immediately came out of his eyes.
"Shh..." Xianfu Yunhe was as gentle as coaxing a child. He lowered his head and placed the magic eye on the magic eye stain on Mie Canglan's palm. Only a heartbeat-like vibration was heard, and the magic eye stain was
Ji suddenly opened his eyes, and two identical black and red demonic eyes overlapped, emitting a blood-purple phantom light.
I saw Xian Fuyunhe constantly brushing his hands over the magic eyes. Every brushing was accompanied by an ancient mantra in his mouth, and it seemed as if it came from the distant future. Under the constant brushing, I saw two magic eyes activated.
The magic light became thicker and thicker, gradually matching the fresh air emitted by Qingluo, emitting an enchanting soft light like surging seaweed.
Mie Canglan still made no sound, but the cracks on his body became more and more obvious. Some of them had even split into two halves, and pieces of withered flesh and blood fell to the ground in fine pieces. Qing Luo became more and more frightened, but
She didn't dare to say anything, so she covered her mouth and looked at her brother tremblingly.
Every time Xianfu Yunhe spits out a spell, he seems to be spitting out his own life force. His whole body is constantly turning into a dry skin bag, shrinking inward, and the wrinkles on his face are getting more and more accumulated, as if he is crumpled into a ball of waste paper.
People are shocked. The hands that flick the magic eyes are getting smaller and smaller like eagle claws, but the sharp nails are tracing the gentlest breeze.
"The body is ice, the spirit is fire..." Every word of Xianfu Yunhe's incantation was blurred. Suddenly, his lips and teeth opened, and the last extremely distant voice was clearly spoken. Qingluo felt dizzy when she heard it, as if she heard it all at the same time.
The call comes from the past and the future.
"Destroying the vicissitudes of life, the waves are turbulent...!" Xianfu Yunhe suddenly stopped his voice, his eyes suddenly opened, and a strange light shone out. At the same time, his body quickly withered, and the magic eyes under his hands were completely integrated.
, swelled high in Mie Canglan's palm, emitting circles of subtle light and shadow like heartbeats.
The sound of a heavy heartbeat filled the whole sea of books in a steady rhythm, and a piece of cracked skin suddenly crawled over the mark of the magic eye where the two bodies were unified. Qingluo could even hear a clear sound like the water freezing rapidly.
.However, in the blink of an eye, the magic eye that represented Mie Canglan's whole body was buried by a piece of rough, cracked, charred black skin, turning Mie Canglan's whole body into a dead black color like a dead tree.
"This..." Qingluo was startled, but saw that the Xianfuyunhe had completely shrunk into a piece of withered skin, leaving only a piece of white clothes piled on the ground. The whole space was filled with evil light, and everything in Junlin was still waking up.
The power of evil and darkness at the edge has always covered up the clear light that he cast.
Qingluo felt a chill in her heart, could it be the end of it? The Xianfuyunhe had disappeared, but Mie Canglan was still paralyzed there without making a sound, and his whole body even cracked as if he was about to be completely shattered!
"What...what's going on?!" Qingluo suddenly lost her mind. She grabbed the white clothes frantically, tore it open and threw it to the ground. She threw herself on Mie Canglan and pushed him repeatedly, her tears falling like rain.
Luo said, "Brother, Brother Canglan! Wake up, haven't you already opened your own destiny? Why don't you move, Brother Canglan..."
Qing Luo's little hand suddenly stopped, and just then she realized that Mie Canglan's whole body was covered in the coldness of death, with a large amount of crushed particles stuck to her hand.
Qing Luo tremblingly raised her hands in front of her eyes, and saw pieces of black and red powder falling one after another. At this moment, an ear-numbing cracking sound could be heard, which seemed extremely strange in this dense sea of books filled with ancient dead energy. Qing Luo
Luo raised her head tremblingly, and saw that all the cracks in Mie Canglan's body had cracked open to the end, revealing a large cold black hole. A hallucinatory blood-purple mist seemed to emerge from it, and a breath that seemed both cold and hot continued.
spread out.
Just when Qingluo was about to go crazy, all the cracks that had opened to the bottom stopped one after another. The piece of black and red dead skin on Mie Canglan's body suddenly took off, and fell into broken powder like a cicada. The scene in front of her.
It's like the last step of taking off a sharp weapon in a forge, which is peeling off the dry outer skin to reveal the extremely sharp and glorious blade inside.
"Um..." Qingluo was stunned. She saw Mie Canglan, who had been as motionless as a dead person, slowly raised his right hand, gently held his head and moaned softly. Although it was only one syllable, it was completely different from the voice of the boy before him.
, full of Shen Han's magnetism, and a supreme power was deeply contained in it, which even made her face feel hot, and she felt a burning feeling of passion between men and women.
"Brother..." Qingluo called softly, tentatively, and stepped forward to hold Mie Canglan's cold but warm slender fingers, "Brother, are you awake... are you awake?"
"Hmm... Ah Luo?" Mie Canglan spent an unprecedented amount of effort to open his eyes, slowly struggled to sit upright from the shadows, and looked at Qing Luo with hazy eyes as if he had just woken up.
Qing Luo was suddenly startled and almost threw her whole body on Mie Canglan's face, grabbing him and looking at him carefully.
Mie Canglan was also surprised, hugged Qingluo quickly and said, "What are you doing... Hey, my voice..."
"Cang, Brother Canglan..." Qingluo slowly smiled, her voice so hot that she trembled, "You...you look good!"
"...Huh?" Mie Canglan had no idea why. He only felt that he had sunk into an unusually long dream, but there was an old and sacred voice that kept chanting the calling spell, leading him into a familiar world of blood.
In the purple light, he just woke up. He felt pain as if a layer of skin had been peeled off all over his body. What was more, he felt a clear and desolate feeling that all his bones had been replaced. For a moment, he felt even more confused.
"Really, really!" Qingluo quickly stood up and almost stumbled, but she held up a piece of transparent light with both hands without any care, and stretched it out in front of Mie Canglan like a mirror.
By the fusion of magic light and clear shadow, Mie Canglan opened his eyes and saw his face clearly. His hair was like blood and flying fire, like the flames of purgatory karma; his face was like cold jade ice, shining through the thousand-year-old snow.
A pair of slender phoenix eyes revealed fiery red pupils, shining as brightly as the first two stars at the beginning of the world. There was a supreme evil aura and a chilling power inside. Two sword eyebrows flew diagonally into the temples.
, several thin silver lines seem to draw mysterious patterns on the cheeks. This jade-faced Shura appearance is both unparalleled beauty and unparalleled power.
Mie Canglan looked at this peerless face, with a cold light that seemed to be a smile but not a smile in his Leng Xie eyes, and suddenly smiled, as if the ancient evil instinct had finally awakened in his body.
"With this skill... no one can stop me!" Mie Canglan sneered and looked at the demon eye mark on his right hand that was even more emitting a demonic light that shook people's hearts. He raised his eyebrows and made a deep voice like the trumpet of an evil god coming to the world.
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