[Douluo] Li Mo

The hand that clamped the back of Li Mo's neck gave off a purple-black light, and the purple-black flame started to burn from Li Mo's feet, and the tongue of flame spread upwards, enveloping her whole body.

"Mo'er——!!!"

Tang San's pupils shrank suddenly, and he rushed over.The Raksha ghost just raised his hand, Tang San flew back backwards, bumping into the white mask above Jialing Pass.

"Heh." The Rakshasa ghost sneered, and increased the strength in his hand, "Do you think that old woman Freya and her chosen heir can remove my Rakshasa spots? The joke is that it is in the main position. On the other hand, Michael has to go all out to get rid of it, but Michael's energy is comparable to Freya? Oh, naive."

Severe pain came from all over the body, piercing Li Mo's mind went blank.Her lips parted slightly, panting in pain, but she didn't make a sound.

The dead God of Death in his body was constantly washed away by the evil Rakshasa, and the two confronted each other. The gap in strength of the sixth level cannot be made up by similar gods. Li Mo could only watch helplessly as his God of Death was being crushed. Keep nibbling.

The energy of the tyrannical collision of divine power kept impacting Li Mo's meridians, and the majestic energy seemed to tear Li Mo's body apart.

"Ha." The Raksha ghost sneered, "Okay, you have the backbone, I'll see how long you can last." After saying that, the divine power circulated, and the purple-black flame burned even more vigorously.

When Li Mo cried out in pain, Li Feng at the top of Jialing Pass was already in tears, and Xuelian was crying like a tearful person in his arms.

This is their most beloved daughter...the daughter they owed 22 years...

When she was young, no matter how painful it was, the expression on Li Mo's face never changed.Not even a frown, a cry of pain, or a drop of tear.Now exhale in pain, even if it is just a short sound, one can imagine how painful it is.

Xiao Wu was also crying in Qiumu's arms until she couldn't breathe, Ning Rongrong couldn't bear to watch it anymore, she threw herself into Oscar's arms and cried bitterly.

People who are familiar with Limo have sorrow on their faces.

The purple-black flame gradually faded, and the Raksha ghost let go of Li Mo's restraint.Li Mo lowered his head slightly, the black robe on his body turned purple-black, and thin black lines spread from his neck to his right cheek, outlining the pattern of Manzhushahua.Then, Li Mo turned around, and bowed to the Raksha ghost under the shocked eyes of everyone.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha." The Rakshasa ghost looked up to the sky and laughed, "Okay, that's good. You are worthy of being one of the five giants of the God Realm, the God of Reaper. It is worthwhile for me to waste [-]% of my divine power to transform you. The constraints of the law make you They can't go down to the world, this world is my word, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha."

After laughing, the Raksha Ghost looked at the shocked and sad expressions of the people at Jialing Pass and Tang San, and was in a good mood, patted Li Mo on the shoulder, and said, "Good boy, go ahead and kill that third-generation sea god. "

Li Mo turned around expressionlessly, and there was no emotion in his green eyes.With a flash of figure, he attacked Tang San.

"Mo'er!!!"

Being hit by Li Mo's blow, Tang San's eyes widened in disbelief. When he saw her warm green eyes, all his hopes were shattered.

Before counting breaths, he hoped she was just faking.However, the temperatureless green eyes told him mercilessly that she had really been transformed.

Being attacked by someone he loved deeply, even if he knew it wasn't her, Tang San couldn't do anything to hurt her, he just raised the Seagod Trident, blindly defending.

Tang San defended but did not attack, and Li Mo's attack speed became faster and faster.Even if Tang San wanted to restrain her with soul skills, he was too oppressed by Li Mo's Nirvana divine power to use them.

It's not that they have never fought before, but at that time, Li Mo's soul power was much higher than theirs, and few people had seen Li Mo go all out.

Li Mo's speed was extremely fast, the long scythe was burning with pitch-black flames, and in the intensive attack, Tang San's Seagod Trident actually had a slight crack.

"Mo'er——" Taking advantage of the gap between Li Mo's swings, Tang San hugged Li Mo tightly in his arms, regardless of the strong wind around Li Mo, calling her name.

Li Mo couldn't move, the more he struggled, the tighter Tang San hugged.The sea god's divine power with the power of purification is continuously poured into Li Mo's body, trying to purify Li Mo.

"Jie Jie Jie." The Raksha ghost laughed, "Three generations of sea gods, you are really naive. Just relying on you, a new god, with ten rings, you want to purify her? Good boy, do you have this little power?"

As the words fell, a cold light flashed in Li Mo's icy green eyes, and the majestic divine power exploded, shaking off Tang San's arms, and the sickle blade mercilessly slashed down, smashing Tang San to the light curtain above.The huge impact caused slight cracks in the light curtain.

Li Mo didn't pause at all, and the speed was even faster than before.Tang San couldn't dodge in time, the armor on his body had already suffered many strikes and became dull.

When Li Mo hit the light curtain again, Tang San coughed out a mouthful of blood, the armor on his chest was already shattered, and the Poseidon costume was in jeopardy.The huge impact deepened the cracks in the light curtain, but with a few breaths and a few clicks, the light curtain shattered.

"Little San..." Li Feng on the top of the wall closed his eyes, and said hoarsely, "Fight back..."

"dad--"

"Fight back, Xiaosan." Xue Lian choked up, "Xiao Mo'er, she told us everything."

"what------!"

The Raksha ghost shrieked loudly, his voice was miserable, he covered his head with a hideous expression.

"Kill him! Kill him quickly!" Raksha Ghost pointed at Tang San with red eyes, roaring hysterically.

Li Mo's figure was like lightning, appearing in front of Tang San in the blink of an eye, and the sickle blade burning with black flames slashed down quickly, completely smashing his Poseidon costume into pieces.

When he held up the Seagod Trident to resist, Tang San looked deeply into Li Mo's emerald green eyes that had no warmth.

——Third Young Master, promise me that you will do it no matter what.

When he was knocked into the air again, Tang San's eyes were red, and he slammed into the wall of Jialing Pass fiercely, creating a crater.

Tang San lowered his head, lifted the shattered Seagod Raiment.Feeling the oncoming strong wind, Tang San put his right elbow against the city wall behind him, put his left hand in front of his right, and kicked hard.

In the sky, two figures collided quickly——

The strong wind created by the energy dissipated, and the bodies of the two were still in the air, with their heads bowed.The eighth blood-red spirit ring behind Tang San was shining, emitting a faint red light.

In his hand, he held a black spear, exuding an aura of silence.On the body of the gun, there are simple and simple patterns, which are the same as the patterns on Li Mo's god of death costume.The tip of the spear protruded from the Eight Wings of the God of Death, and above the tip was a golden bloodstain.The same color slowly flowed down from the corner of Li Mo's mouth.

The Nirvana spear she gave him finally pierced through her heart.

—Kill me when I attack you.

--promise me.

Without pulling out the spear, Tang San fled back to the top of Jialing Pass, kneeling heavily on the ground, covering his face and weeping.

The cry was mournful and desolate, and the high and mighty Sea God was crying like a child at this moment.