Chapter 807: : Manjussar

As soon as Luo Xi's eyes opened, her eyes seemed to be two heavy hammers, and she was shot down on Mo Nan's eyes!
Mo Nan's heart burst with colic, and he couldn't help closing his eyes and couldn't bear to look!
He saw the perplexity in Luo Xiye's eyes!
Deeply confused!
Moreover, there is an unfamiliar hostility with vigilance!
"Xiye ~"
Mo Nan wanted to walk over, but found that he couldn't move at all. He usually confessed his identity and comforted himself as an emperor, but at this moment, he was not even able to walk.
There are 80,000 words in the world, only love words are the most murderous!
Luo Xi also frowned gently in the ice sculpture. She looked at Mo Nan with a vigilance, her face did not have the slightest emotional color, just like seeing a stranger, but what made her a little surprised was that Silver-haired boy, how did he look at her so painfully? It was so painful that even his eyes were wet!
Some ice sculpture practitioners next to me were sighing!
"Well ~ I don't know anymore!"
"Sadly entangled in three lives, wielding a knife and beloved, I don't know each other!"
Even Mu Feifei was anxious, desperately spreading the thought: "Sister Luo, he's Mo Nan. Mo Nan! Don't you really remember?"
Luo Xi was also blocked and unable to make other movements. She just frowned slightly, still silent, and looked around vigilantly!
Tick! Tick!
The sound of Mo Nan's murmuring footsteps echoed throughout the Frost Hall, becoming the only sound here!
All the ice sculpture practitioners calmed down, but passed the ice sculpture and looked at the crumbling Mo Nan.
He stepped out in one step, leaving a scarlet footprint!
On top of that bloodmark, blood-colored petals slowly came out, charming and charming, as if it contained thousands of thoughts.
"Manzhushahua! God, how could a manjushahua be driven here?" Suddenly, the old man at the end of the ice sculpture suddenly lost his voice, and the whole ice sculpture shivered.
"Here, this is really the other shore flower? How is it possible? Didn't this petal appear before 10,000 years ago when was built? He, his blood ..." Suddenly, a group of ice sculpture practitioners were dull Watching the pace of Mo Nan.
He took a bloodmark step by step, and even a short breath on top of the bloodmark, blossomed flowers on the other side!
At this moment, Mo Nan didn't seem to notice the changes behind him, but just indifferently, Luo Xi, who was walking forward.
Mu Xiaoshu couldn't see clearly, and the anxious Chuanchuan asked Muchuan next to her, "Grandpa, what is the other side flower?"
"This flower from the other shore ... I also saw it for the first time. I heard that there are many magical effects, but it is usually opened on the other shore that cannot be reached ~ He ... Well, he is now afraid that he can only look at each other as if he is on the other shore "Mu Chuan's feelings are overwhelming.
Mo Nan approached step by step, and Luo Xi's expression became more and more vigilant.
She did not communicate with Mo Nan, but stared at Mo Nan's pupils with her eyes, as if she recognized that Mo Nan's pupils were the artifact of Luoshen tribe.
"Xiye ~"
Mo Nan walked in front of Luo Xiye's ice sculpture. There was already a long piece of Manjushahua behind him. He reached out his hand gently and wanted to touch the ice sculpture.
Just then, the old man at the end of the ice sculpture came with the divine thought: "Hum, boy. I advise you not to mess around! Touch it, her life will be less than a hundred years!"
Mo Nan's body trembled, and his hand stopped in midair. This short distance of one foot seemed to be the other side, unable to touch!
He took a deep breath and saw Luo Xiye's feet with glowing beads, which formed the tears of Luo Xiye before. His nose was sore and uncomfortable, he squatted down gently, carefully picked up the beads, and hid them in the palm of his hand.
Luo Xi also frowned slightly. Although she didn't remember why she cried, she still remembered that these were her tears. Why is this strange silver-haired boy so strange? Suddenly came, silent, and picked up her tears.
She was very disgusted with such behavior, but when she saw Mo Nan's eyes, she was a little surprised, even shocked.
This silver-haired boy, he was so sad, his eyes were deep as snow, through his eyes it seemed that countless sufferings were hidden in it. He was lonely, so lonely that it would make people feel heartache at first glance.
Why is he so lonely as a teenager?
Is it because he stepped into the Sansheng Hall and was enslaved by the Qingying Xuying?
She just wanted to speak, and her heart trembled, and she looked deep into the hall, where a green shadow was slowly emerging!
Mo Nan's powerful consciousness naturally caught this phantom in an instant.
"Hey--your heart, hey, it's really unpredictable! I didn't expect you to kill the Emperor ... want to get revenge right away? I can help you ..."
The voice of Qingying Xuying seemed to be a magic sound, and it was introduced into Mo Nan's ears leisurely.
"Have you seen that well? Take a look at it in the past, as long as you give me your most precious thing ~ I can take revenge for you, kill the emperor, and kill the entire swallowing heaven ..."
Qingying Xuying said here, and suddenly saw Mo Nan slowly turned his body, a slight stun, and changed a tone: "Hehehe, your dream is so great, you want to resurrect the dragon race? I I can help you ~ As long as you ... uh? "
This time, the words of Qingying Xuying were stunned again. It has always seen through people ’s hearts, but it seems that this Mo Nan ’s heart seems to have two, can not see through, it continued: "Originally, you want to follow you The good-looking confidant looks good, as long as you are willing to pay ... "
Mo Nan's look was very eerie. He stepped on the blossoming Manjushahua toward the ghostly shadow. The manjushahua seemed to have spirits and spread to both sides, avoiding his footsteps.
It was as cold as a voice from purgatory burst out from Mo Nan's mouth: "As long as you are willing to give the most precious thing, aren't you? But I'm afraid you can't stand it!"
The Qingying Virtual Shadow was suddenly a stun, and looked at Mo Nan with a suspicious look. The magic in the voice suddenly changed and became incomparable: "What do you want? What do you want? I can help you achieve it ~ "
"I am going to kill you!!"
Bang! !!
It ’s amazing!
These words erupted from Mo Nan ’s chest that was about to explode. He ignored nothing, what sequelae, what backwash, what the instability of the Taoism, what repaired to fall, etc., everything is gone It's important!
He knows that he's going to kill this young man!
kill!
kill! !!
kill! !! !!
"Gun comes--"
Mo Nan uttered a dragon chant, and the entire body was covered with a layer of scale armor. These scale armor instantly formed a set of black battle armor for him, and the roar of the dragon came out loudly.
The blood-eyed war gun was also buzzing, and Mo Nan was holding it in his hand!
kill--
Mo Nan held the war gun, and swept straight at the ghost. Eight or nine thousand kilometers of gun spirit exploded, and the gunman broke out, reaching 40,000 to 50,000 meters long.
This is an extremely angry shot!
This is a shot that contains monstrous murder!
Bang--
The sweep of the gunman broke the roof of the Sansheng Hall directly and broke out of the sky! In the dim sky, suddenly a tens of thousands of meters of lances appeared, cutting past!
Divide the entire Sansheng Hall into two!
Rumble!
The huge crackling sound, like the sound of stuffy thunder, rolled out! Before the two beasts hiding away, the demon earth cracked, and the four-winged python heard it immediately.
Two fierce beasts, immediately furious, came galloping together.
In the shadow of the Qing Dynasty, the madness is also mad, soaring into the sky in the collapsed Sansheng Temple, his hands hooked into sharp claws, and yelled from heaven: "You dare to destroy my Sansheng Temple! You dare to destroy my Sansheng Temple! Unforgivable! "
Hum--
The sound of a war gun sounded.
Huh!
Hundreds of tens of thousands of meters of guns rushed out of the Sansheng Hall, and blasted directly to the Qingying Phantom!
"kill--"
Mo Nan's voice sounded again, the sound penetrated the golden crack stone, shocked Jiuxiao!
Immediately, he saw the smashing of the top of the three halls of life, a bang, and a figure came out. It was Mo Nan who was holding a blood-eyed war gun!
kill! !! !!