Devil May Cry
Ba-boom!
An inexplicable resonance sounded, the imperial city a piece of gold light up.
In an instant, the whole imperial city is like an ancient god beast gradually awakening.
Some consciousness suddenly appeared between heaven and earth.
This consciousness is enormous, as if it were looking down on this earth from above, looking down on its millions and millions of subjects!
The people of the imperial city also feel, look up to the sky, face confused!
"This is..." Ning Snow, the holy Father and daughter of the white crane, frowned and looked up to the sky.
The white-haired Hua Shen old man beside Ning Bai Snow God also frowned: "... The power of national fortune!"
Although the country of China is a mortal country, it is recognized by heaven and earth after all, and the emperor as an emperor of a country, although he did not enter the path of cultivation, he still can mobilize the power of national movement.
"In my name, by the king's power!" The emperor whispered.
Ba-boom!
After the emperor finished speaking, King Ying appeared a golden halo, a touch of golden rune flashed on King Ying's forehead!
"What will you do? Do you want to make an enemy of the Holy Father?" White-haired God old man frowns and rebukes.
'I don't dare! The emperor looked at the old man with a bitter but calm face and said, "We just want to kill the national thieves!"
"Hum! The white-haired old man gave a cold snort, "We said, they will be holy people, not you can kill!"
'They must die! According to the king.
"Oomph! I don't know whether I'm dead or alive!" Hua Shen's face was cold, and he raised his hand to take it.
"Imperial City, forbidden God!" The emperor vomited softly.
Oomph!
There was a sound that echoed all over the world.
A piece of yellow paper flew out of the mountain behind the palace, like a shooting star.
This yellow rune paper is dazzling, and the rune God shines above it, shining with dazzling divine light, and the thorn person can hardly open his eyes.
The yellow paper flew over the imperial city and stopped hovering.
Letter paper a turn, a spiritual force under pressure, white hair God strong God strength instantly suppressed!
"That's..." Some officials are in a daze.
"... The Master's injunction!"
Forbidden gods command, the kingdom of China no God...
The country of China is only a country of mortals, but the country of China has an academy!
College beyond the immortal door, not into the immortal, not born...
White hair God dull hum a body, a body God practice for actually really suppressed under the God!
The old man's face turned white and he could not believe to look at the "forbidden God order" on his head.
It is just a piece of paper that actually suppresses the deification practice of the deification friars under the deification. What kind of writing is this?
Saint Ning snow is also slightly changed face, looking at the forbidden God to make eyes dew meditation.
Su Mo looked at the bright yellow paper in the sky, and his heart ripbled: "Is this the ability of the great monk?"
White crane back a few people looked at the crowd, fell into silence.
King Ying on the side holding the holy king gun, two golden eyes shining.
"They will die today, I say!"
Should king back to look at the white paper protected Liucheng, raised the holy king gun, jump up.
The immensity...
Shengchu...
One shot down!
The cold light burst and the thunder came down.
A light gun that was magnified countless times like the holy king's gun solidified on the void, shining with dazzling gold, and floating with brilliance.
With the action of the Holy King gun, the huge light gun and the Holy King gun also stabbed the Liucheng lying on the side.
'No! The willow wind on the white crane's back cries loudly!
Oooooo!
The sound of the paper being torn came out, the holy king pierced the white paper protecting the Liucheng, followed by a 'poof'.
The holy King stabbed Liucheng in the chest...
Liucheng stared at her eyes, and her eyes gradually turned gray.
He took his last breath before he could say anything more!
'No! Liufeng looked at this scene with glazed eyes.
Ning Snow on the back of the crane frowned, looked at the Liufeng one glance, the eyes showed the color of disgust, and looked back at the white-haired God old man and said: "We go..."
'Wait! King Ying raised his head and looked at the three men on the crane.
Ning Xuexiu frown, indifferent opening: "Liucheng has died, is not enough?"
"Not enough, Willow wind must stay too!" The king looked straight at the Holy woman.
"Liucheng's death, I can act as if nothing happened." But I must take Willow wind with me!" The Virgin said with indifference that this was a person she needed for the most important part of her mission on this trip.
"He must die, or I have no face to collect the body of my lovely daughter!" The king opened his mouth hoarse, and a stain of blood flowed from his mouth.
With his repair, it is impossible to break the white paper of the old man, although he borrows the power of the nation to break the white paper, but he is not an emperor after all, and the burden of borrowing the power of the nation exceeds the limit that his body can bear.
"We're leaving, and you can't stop us!" The old man opened his mouth, Liucheng's death has been equal to hitting his face, and now he has a anger in his heart, "Even if I am suppressed and repaired, still not you can match!"
The king took a deep breath, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and raised the holy King gun to face the old monster.
Today, even if the way of heaven appears, he must use the body of an ant to leave a trace to the day!
'He can't go! A soft voice came!
The crowd turned to look!
I saw a white dress, young Su Mo held up his head, looking at the white crane above the willow wind, "you can't go!"
Su Mo white clothes fluttering, hair elegant, face calm.
"Sue... Ink..." Liufeng looked at Su Mo, word by word, eyes show heinous hatred!
Had it not been for Su Mo, today's situation would never have been like this, and my father would not have died!
He's the one who led everything today, who killed his father, who screwed everything up.
"Su Mo..." Ning snow wrinkled show eyebrows gently mumbled, looking at the following young boy, full of incomprehension.
In her opinion, Su Mo is just a small practicing monk who has just entered the road. Why would he talk on this occasion? It's not like he can talk.
"By you?" White-haired God, eyes cold opening.
Su Mo did not look at this old man, but just always looked at his own face fierce Liufeng, like a self-talk:
"I know you hate me... You hate me for killing your father. '
"You want me to ruin your future!"
"But..."
Su Mo shouted.
"What qualifications do you have!
Su Mo lowered her head and saw the appearance of thousands of dead souls...
"Have you heard the cries of thousands of dead souls under the west of the city?"
"Women and children..."
"Children..."
"The old man..."
"Tong Tong..."
"They're screaming, they're crying in fear, do you hear them?"
"Their attachment to the world, their attachment to their loved ones... Did you hear that?"
"You can't hear..."
Su Mo raised his head, looked at the pale but full of hate for himself Liufeng smiled, smile with endless strange color.
"Since you can't hear..."
"Then I'll let you listen to...."
The woman said: All you need to do is work the power on the side of the one who takes the blood pill...
The woman said, "In your spirit... With their heinous grievances.....
The woman said: Don't hold them down, let them out... Then dust to dust, dust to dust...
Ning snow frowned at the white boy below, she heard a trace of wrong in the mouth of Su Mo.
Ning snow turned his head to the white-haired god old man and said: "Let's go!"
White-haired God old man, nodded, was about to call white crane to turn around and go, but see Su Mo closed his eyes.
A wisp of black smoke inexplicably rose behind Su Mo, an extremely strange breath in Su Mo ignited.
This smoke is so weird, it feels like it doesn't exist in this world.
Secluded, long...
Everyone on the field smelled a sweet smell at once...
This is...
The smell of incense!
For some reason, the smell has a creepy smell.
At this moment, the huge white crane above the ground behind the willow wind suddenly also rolled up a thick black fog...
Black fog rolling, soon covered the Liufeng body, the black fog seems to have countless breath in the swimming.
"What is this? Ning snow eyes staring at this scene.
The rolling black fog rolled up by Liufeng gives people the feeling of the same as the black smoke behind Su Mo, strange and dangerous...
It makes people afraid to approach, like touching at any time will encounter something ominous.
"Hum... Evil way!" White-haired friar God cold hum, raised his hand to the black smoke on the Liufeng body is a palm in the air.
But the black smoke just shook, congealing and not scattered, and continued to wrap the willow wind.
Suddenly someone saw the dark fog... A pale and slender hand appeared out of thin air and climbed on Liufeng's shoulder!
Everyone's face changed and they became very frightened.
Then a second pale hand appeared, and a third...
Liufeng's face turned white. He could only see darkness, and in his ears he heard a woman's scream, coming closer and closer...
Then came the roar of a man...
A child crying...
The voice came nearer and nearer, and suddenly... Liufeng cried out in panic.
He felt a hand on his shoulder!
"Uh-oh, uh-oh," Willow wind shouted through the thick black fog, "what is it... Stay out of this! Fuck off..."
He felt a hand on his foot again!
"Fuck off..." Liu Feng screamed in panic in the black fog, "Get away..."
And then the third hand... The fourth hand... More and more hands held willow wind, until the whole person was completely covered by a hand...
Ning Snow White and white hair God old eyes shocked to look at this scene.
The willows grew weaker and weaker in the black fog, and their shouts became smaller...
Half an hour later, the black fog cleared.
Showing which face whitewashed frightened and died of Liufeng...
Ning Snow White look down to Su Mo, face show strange color!