: 1089. The death lamp is not extinguished.

Luo Di said as he looked at Yan Zhao. ≈
Yan Zhaoge understood his meaning and shook his head and said: "I don't know if the moon is too gloomy. I don't know much about this moonlight. I only know that she has come to the Eight Great World and left the crown of Taiyin."
Luo Di nodded and everyone went deep into the back hall.
Heavy flames spread out, a group of light and shadow in the void, flickering and faint, seemingly illusory, is constantly floating.
Yan Zhao’s songs are fixed, and there is a small black flame in the center of the light and shadow. It looks very weak and sways, as if it might be extinguished at any time.
But there is a magical spirit that stirs up from it, but it can never grow.
That is the original master of this place, once a proud and great emperor.
Although it is not certain that it cannot be completely destroyed, most of the time, the devil does not die.
It will be annihilated for a while, and will be born again in Jiuyou.
But in front of the nine secluded emperors, the process of rebirth has been suppressed by people. For thousands of years, it is difficult to resurrect and form the same forever.
"The strength is equivalent to the great demon of Xianqiao Wusheng, it is difficult to be completely killed, and the broken magic arrows can not take them, let alone the big magician who is the equivalent of the Taoist."
Yan Zhao’s eyes are sewed together:
It’s not easy to suppress the rebirth of this great emperor.

He looked closely and saw the black flame around him, as if it were covered with a layer of darkness.
This darkness, consuming the light and heat of the flame, will never grow.
Feel the darkness of the day, Yan Zhao songs a light cough.
"The power of eclipse, Luo Wei!"
This power conception, Yan Zhao song is not strange, but the sun is against the stars, the power of darkness!
Killing the land of the great demon, and even sealing the people who can not be born again, their identity is also coming out.
Luo Di and Jin Di looked at each other and said the same thing: "Don't be a singer?"
After the great annihilation, one of the nine kings of the New Kunlun, the dark scorpion, the singer, the old emperor, the emperor, the singer, the singer, and the singer of the singer, said that they occupied an important position in the history of the re-emergence after the great destruction. Strong.
Jindi looked at Yan Zhaoge and asked with indulgence: "Listen to the Southeast Cao Daoyou mentioned that there seems to be treasures in your party. It is related to the old secrets of the past, and it is also the seal of this small friend?"
"It’s not a knives." Yan Zhaoge replied calmly: "It’s the remnant of the smashing of the knives, and the new knives that have been re-tempered. It’s true that it’s true that it’s related to the scorpion, but the relationship is big. Not clear."
He thoughtfully looked at the darkness of the flames in front of him: "At present, the relationship seems to be bigger than previously thought."
Both Emperor Jindi and Luo Di were swaying, and Jindi extended his finger and tapped the light and shadow.
The light and shadow swayed slightly, the black flame was still weak, and the ominous darkness seemed to ripple like water.
The darkness of the atmosphere turns into an infinite black fire magical atmosphere, which is more savage and sturdy than the flames that make up the palace around it.
In this black fire magical atmosphere, a figure emerges gradually, but the martial arts really condense and manifest.
Yan Zhao’s song is fixed, and it’s a black woman, keeping a short hair just under her ear. People can’t talk about beauty, and the facial features are just tough.
She showed a cold and serious atmosphere in her whole body, and her eyes were firm and unshakable.
Although it is only a trace of light and shadow, but the chilling gas is still blowing, it is heart-rending.
I visited Yujingyan, the northern peak of Kunlun Mountain, and Yan Zhaoge knew a lot from it.
Including the grandfather, including the appearance of the new Kunlun nine 曜, the Yan Zhao song has seen the portrait.
The figure in front of him is exactly one of the nine 曜 的 曜 睺 睺 简 简 简 简 简 简 简 简 简 简.
Like the Jinyan Taibai Zunyan Xingxing, it is the nine-powerful strongman who has determined that he has fallen. He has also left countless legends during his lifetime. He is famous for his iron lady, and his famous style is hard-wired.
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"just……"
Yan Zhao song frowned: "It feels not so simple."
Rodi looked at the light and shadow of the sacred sacred sorrow, only feeling the image without thought, and the eyes did not retreat to look at themselves.
He carefully perceived the environment and suddenly said after a long while: "It is not easy."
Yan Zhaoge also said with indulgence: "There seems to be a law instrument here, and it has disappeared, but there are traces left."
On the side of Jindi, after a moment of observation, he reached out to the palm of his hand and tried to spread his breath. This place suddenly gave birth to many dark magic fires out of thin air.
The black fire magical condensation condenses and reveals one spell after another.
Looking at those patterns, Yan Zhaoge three eyes are slightly condensed.
"Oh, huh..." Jindi chuckled softly: "It turned out that here is the secret of the dark scorpion, and he is prepared to regenerate his own intentions."
Luo Di slowly shook his head: "She wants to borrow the mystery of the reunion of the Nine Secrets to complete her own rebirth? This is inevitable..."
In the end, it was a predecessor to the door, and Luo Di did not want to say anything right or wrong at the moment.
But what he thought in his mind, Yan Zhaoge and Jindi understood.
Dark 曜 睺 睺 睺, is playing with fire!
Her design, whether it is successful or not, can be successful, an inadvertent, is the result of the devil!
The most interesting thing is, will she be successful and not care whether it is a magic?
Perhaps this is only a preliminary preparation, and it is the best result.
However, the sorrow of the sorrowful sorrow, really fell more than two thousand years ago.
"According to the rumors of the temperament of the sorrowful sorrow, I am afraid that I will not be tempted to exchange for the rebirth at the expense of the magic." Yan Zhao said: "I am afraid she is too confident."
He carefully scrutinized the dark light, and murmured: "I feel that this instrument, not only to try to figure out the chance of rebirth, seems to have another effect..."
"She is not only arranging her own rebirth after her death, but also wants to take the opportunity of rebirth to capture the power and power of a great demon!" Yan Zhao's face changed slightly, and suddenly there was a flash of light in his mind.
Luo Di heard the words and his face changed.
This is even more fun!
The power of being able to be seen by the gods, the original great devil, its power, is absolutely extraordinary!
It’s quite unexpected that Jindi’s eyes are bright and colorful.
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In the past, the new Kunlun Jiuyi, really no one is a fuel-efficient lamp.
"I just have to wonder if you were interested in finding out." Yan Zhaoge thought without any malicious intentions.
At this moment, he was really a little angry.
When he changed other times, he might have the heart to look at the excitement and even give Jane a thumbs up.
But now Feng Yunyi is also involved.
Luo Di frowned and looked at the foreground image: "The instrument is over, then, what is the result?" 8