The Lord of Ghost

The weird river sprayed out of the ancient well, boiling like rain, forming a sky -high scene.

Mo Li seemed to be in a wonderful space -time illusion, and the light in front of him flickered, all of which were pieces of past pieces.

He didn't understand why this happened, but the unknown situation made him guard.

I saw that the Chantian Light curtain began to become mysterious for a long time, and it seemed to touch the traces of history. The ancient vicissitudes came from the face.

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The shocking bells led to the world, the ripples of the space, and even the present world shocked, and the bloody bells were sounded in the ears.

"What is this?" Mo Li wondered!

It was a plateau, a naked naked plateau, the mountains and rivers were broken, the sky collapsed, and the vast bell was like Yu Mu's sorrow, and the battlefield was stained with strange blood.

A flag, fluttered with the wind in the sad bell, rolled up a tall body, penetrated the restrictions of time and space, and quickly left this brown -red plateau.

"What the hell is this?!"

Mo Li was terrified. What does this have to do with his future?

In the blood -stained picture, he couldn't see his figure at all. Only the vast red brown plateau was silent.

He only saw the bloody body of the blood, burning the flames of half the sky, the collapsed ground rocks, the blurred chaos qi interfered with the field of vision, and the cause and effect in the chaos interted into line.

"Who!"

Suddenly, on the blood -stained flag of the flying roll, a god -like character opened his eyes. In the moment, the light of the gods turned like penetrating the nothingness, crossing the restrictions of ancient and modern, and peeping at it. Mo Li after the prohibition.

Eyes, amazing.

This deterrence is just the horror conveyed by the picture, which is enough to make Momo's cold sweat, and the scalp is numb, as if walking through a circle of ghosts.

He knelt on the ground, and the water curtain exploded, as if he could not bear the power of God.

"What the hell is that?"

"God? Or the legendary immortal?"

At the other end of the picture, the man frowned, the chaotic and disorderly rules were wrapped, and the feeling of being peeped is fleeting.

I saw that he opened his cuff and grabbed a fat bug from it. The bug seemed to be asleep. The moment he was woke up, his teeth grinned, and he seemed to get up.

"Three eyes, find the causal line just now!" He suspected that it was not an illusion, even if his consciousness could not know anything.

When the worm heard the words, he murmured and put away his mood, and was reluctant to open the third eye on his forehead. This was dark as a magic night, as if he could see through the virtuality, and a power that could not be said unknown began to spread!

"Can't find it?" The man's eyebrows were solemn.

"Too far apart, or the other party has an artifact that can be shielded by fate?"

This world.

Mo Li kneeling halfway, and the mysterious man's God's power made him explode, and the end of endless hundreds of millions of times still shocked him and felt the breath of long -lost: the breath of death.

"My future, is it related to him?"

"Or do I die in his hands?"

Mo Li puzzled, and when the dizziness in his head was reduced, he got up again.

At this time, the water curtain was reorganized, the Sichuan flow reversed, and Gujing sprayed out again.

Entering the eyes is a vast galaxy.

Outside the Xinghe, a teenager sneakly took out the golden bamboo in his arms and took a gray and weird soil, but it was not placed on the surface of the soil, but a black jar in a altar.

At this moment, the black jar trembled violently, and the sudden move scared the teenager.

The jar seems to be flying away, and the runes of the gloomy rules and order are blooming.

"Catch! This is my jar!" As soon as the teenager gritted his teeth, he grabbed the black soil tank violently.

Dare to hit his jar! The grave is not enough!

The black pot crossed in the dark and vast stars, carrying a teenager.

However, the picture is fixed here, and the water curtain stagnates.

boom!

A sudden roar, the water curtain scattered].

On the top of Mo Li's head, he began to gather torrentially, and the breath spread, seemed to kill it.

At that time, he noticed something wrong.

This thunderous atmosphere is particularly familiar.

Immediately afterwards, the crackling chaotic thunder and lightning in Wuyun stretched out the branches a little bit, and the lightning was condensed, and a huge thunder tree was grown, crossing the void.

But this is not over yet!

After the strange blooming of the chaotic thunder tree, after the Lei Xia of the gorgeous world, it disappeared suddenly, leaving only a paleness. In this pale, the rules and order of irresistible comes quietly. Make a staring eye!

Looking at this eye, Mo Li's scalp exploded.

I still remember that on the day of refining [rebuilding Dan], Father Xiao died with his body, and the last thunder he had confronted was exactly the same as it is now!

"That's the eyes of the Avenue."

Familiar feeling! At that time, he witnessed everything.

Looking at the power of his locked rules above his head, Mo Li found that he couldn't escape!

Even the saints who burned life were unable to resist. He can resist in one district [one realm]?

"Is this ... spying the consequences of taboos?"

The power of the Avenue's eyes is still gathering, but it seems that Father Xiao was not as strong as that day.

"It may be the rules of fairy fragments."

"But I can't control so much!"

The sense of crisis of death spread in his heart, and the emotion of despair spread, just like the powerlessness when facing the old sword spirit.

He knew that people like him deserved to die, but not now!

As he said that, Mo Li was about to take out the [Nine-Que Pagoda] to fight. He took this strange artifact from Xiao Xiaobao, and he still didn't know what it was.

Boom!

The divine punishment of the Eye of the Great Dao fell, the void was annihilated, and everything withered.

Just the burst of divine power, Mo Li's slim hope was extinguished in an instant.

He knew that he couldn't bear it!

This feeling was very clear, even if the worry arc of the annihilation thunder touched his body, it would be enough to destroy everything.

At this moment, a charming voice came into his ears, and Mo Li subconsciously looked over and saw a person he had never thought of.

Meng Yaowu!

She stepped into the strange river, and the part submerged by the river was already black and rotten. The whole person was like a rotten corpse resurrected from the bottom of the river, but the face that fascinated everyone was still the most shining existence under the starry sky.

"You can't resist the thunder of order!"

"Jump into the ancient well!"

As soon as the words fell, the Eye of Heaven projected the thunder of order again, landing on her head.

For a moment, Mo Li's thoughts were entangled in dense threads.

This woman who can see through his magic, is she saving him?

But why save him?

Everyone knows that no genius who sneaks into the bottom of this river survives, let alone the ancient well!

The thunder punishment of the Eye of Heaven may be able to withstand it, maybe?

This woman is on Qin Yang's side, and it is not certain that she wants him to die.

However, at the critical moment, when the thunder of order that annihilates everything is about to kill, Mo Li saw Meng Yaowu's lips move.

There was a smile on her lips, as moving as the bright moon, without sound, only two silent notes spit out from her mouth, as if separated by endless years.

Meng Yaowu: x x

But at this moment, after judging those two words, Mo Li's pupils shrank.

The silent notes hit his heart like a hammer. This was something he had never dared to think about in his life, and it caused a huge wave.

Then, he jumped into the ancient well resolutely.

Boom!

Meng Yaowu turned into white light and disappeared in the sea of ​​thunder, along with the entire river.

At the last moment of jumping into the ancient well, the waves spread, and Mo Li saw the third scene.

It was a lonely tombstone.

On the tombstone, he saw two words: Mo Li!

It was his tombstone.

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Let me say something: First of all, the scene that Mo Li saw in the previous chapter can be understood as a possible corner of the future. The setting is to travel through a book, and the book interprets a possible future.

Then, this chapter is a foreshadowing. Why did Meng Yaowu save him? Is the scene shown in the picture true or false?