Heavenly Curse

When stepping into the fairy tomb, Mu Yi suddenly remembered the ligature left on the table in the head of Jiangjiacun's house, careful.

Be careful? Be careful who? Is it the parent of the ape emperor of Liangjieshan or the immortal tomb in front of him? Or the black hand behind it? And what does the other party know? Unfortunately, the answer can only be found after he returns to find the other party.

"Oh!"

The sword was swept across the sky, and Mu Yi was directly enveloped in it. Mu Yi seemed to have expected it and raised his fist directly to meet it. The two fought fiercely in midair. Then the knife gas broke up and Mu Yi shook his body. Disappeared in place.

Just after Mu Yi disappeared, another stronger knife cut off and directly tore the earth. Unfortunately, at this time Mu Yi had already gone.

"The Lord of the Swords is at least a fifth-stronger before his life."

Looking back at the knife just now, Mu Yi couldn't help but marvel in his heart, leaving only his thoughts to play such attacks. During the heyday of his lifetime, the sword was absolutely shocking, and not far away, there was a split in two. Half of the hill is estimated to come from this hand.

Unfortunately, in the end, he was still dead and buried here.

"dead."

Just as Mu Yi stood still, a roar rang out in his ears, and a long gun flew through the void. The tip of the gun was bloody, with a thick unwillingness.

At this time, Mu Yi's face was a little dignified, even if these powerful men had already died, under the ages, only unrelenting remnants were left, but if they were careless, they would only drink and hate here.

The owner of the spear in front of him is obviously more powerful before his life. The strong man above the seventh heavens has obviously gone a long way in the gunway. This gun even made Mu Yi raise an irresistible feeling. It is constantly shaking his mind.

"Suppression." Mu Yi's thoughts suddenly moved, the salary lamp suddenly appeared in his heart, and the phantom of the spear immediately disappeared, of course, at the same time, Mu Yi pointed out and collided with the spear.

"boom!"

Mu Yi took two steps backwards, and at the same time offset the attack, only a drop of blood at his fingertips.

"Pity."

Instead of being furious, Mu Yi showed a pity. If the other party is still alive, he may not be qualified to shoot in front of the other party, but now he has not even integrated the true meaning of water and fire, and the other party ’s strength is only slightly stronger than the ordinary hegemony. Some, but could not cause much harm to Mu Yi.

After the opponent fired a shot, but did not continue to shoot, the remnants attached to the spear directly turned into a ghost image. Holding the spear that had been broken in his hand, he looked directly at Mu Yi. Jun, come here to kill you. "

"Ghost clan, under the Emperor Ghost Emperor?" Mu Yi stunned, did not expect the other party to register, but what he said made Mu Yi a little shocked. Maybe not only was the invincible powerhouse, but also the emperor involved. Come in?

As for Tianjun, it is estimated that he is a strong under the Emperor Ghost. Maybe he happens to be ranked twelve, so he is called Twelve Tianjun, but what he calls Tianjun, which is the current king, is just a different name, but think about it At that time, even if it was different, it was normal.

"Although you are a ghost clan, I respect that you were a strong generation, and today I will not overpower people. You and I will fight after you die, and I will bury you." Mu Yi said solemnly, looking at the other side, What he called "not overwhelming people" is actually not integrating the real meaning of water and fire.

Otherwise, there is no suspense for this kind of fighting at all. Although there is an irreconcilable hatred between the human race and the ghost race, in the eyes of Mu Yi, he is now facing only a once, a former strong man.

"kill!"

In response to Mu Yi, it was just a simple killing word. Suddenly, Mu Yi saw the scenes of the past, and the two peerless powerhouses began their final battle.

Mu Yi was boiling with blood, and also responded with a killing word, and then greeted him with his fist to break the gun.

The corner of the tomb that has calmed for many years seems to be gradually recovering with the arrival of Mu Yi. In the air, only two blurry figures can be seen. Mu Yi barely punches, forty-nine guns from the other side. This feeling has never been before, a true invincible heart is gradually emerging.

"If you can fight against you at the peak, you will die without regret."

Forty shots, Mu Yi blocked and launched a counterattack. His boxing skills have been honed, his fists are empty, and he is integrated with the real body. With the combination of Xuanmingquan's eyes, his fists become more vast. , And revealed an extreme chill.

Subsequently, Mu Yi returned the twelve punches, and the unknown boxing method once again had a new feeling, which greatly increased his boxing power.

After the twelfth punch, the opponent has stepped back dozens of feet, his body is getting darker, as if to dissipate at any time, but in the opponent's eyes, there is a touch of clarity.

"It turned out that I was already dead." The Ghost Tribe murmured to himself for 12 days, then glanced around with nostalgia, and finally, his eyes locked on Mu Yi.

"If I read correctly, should you be human?"

"Yes, Terran Mu Yi." Mu Yi said calmly.

"What's the relationship between the underworld ghost and the human race right now?" The other asked.

"The situation is like fire and fire, endlessly." Mu Yi said.

"Does the prophecy really come true?"

"Prophecy? What prediction?" Mu Yi asked in confusion.

"Forget it, knowing too much is not good for you. Look at the face of a friend of mine who once used it and advise you not to go any further."

"Thank you for your kindness, but I have a reason to have to go in." Mu Yi shook his head. Although he also knew that the other party was for his good, he had to go in. Although the ghosts and the ghosts were not at the same time, it was obvious that In the 1950s, this was not the case between the two races, but the prophecy in his mouth should have something to do with the relationship between the two races right now.

"Being able to come to this step has a firm will, but it is not something that others can easily control, but since you want to go in, then take my last shot." The eyes of the ghost clan Twelve Heavenly King suddenly became sharp, a horrible The breath bloomed from his body, even giving Mu Yi an illusion, as if he was not facing a remnant at this moment, but the twelve heavenly monarchs who had once peaked.

"it is good."

Mu Yi had some regrets just now, but at this moment, he only had a strong war will, and the fire and water really blended together, making his breath like an volcano erupting.

"This shot is called death."

At this moment, Mu Yi heard the murmur of the other party, and even before he responded, the shot had penetrated his chest. Mu Yi trembled, his eyes widened, and it seemed to be a bit incredible.

(If Mu Yi was shot dead and then ended, will he receive a brick blade?)