Chapter 671: There Are No Two Masters of the Power of Red Moon

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Li Yougui was even more unbearable. Even You Jing could not keep calm.

Only Ling'er, her trust in Xu Qing has reached a blind level. She believes that all difficulties can be resolved as long as Xu Qing's brother is here.

But the situation has reached a critical level.

As the Red Moon Palace Emperor raised his head in mid-air, he looked coldly at the isolated island on the sea of ​​blood. He raised his right hand and pressed it forward. The red mother who descended immediately disappeared and appeared above the Kusheng Mountains. .

Its skin slowly stretched, getting bigger and bigger, and finally turned into a canopy of cloth that contained mountains, stars, and the cries of all sentient beings, covering the entire range of the Kusheng Mountains, gradually wrapping it up.

"Please enjoy it, my lord!"

The emperor's voice was full of piety and echoed in all directions.

All the Red Moon monks on the Blood Sea also spoke loudly at this moment and said the same words.

Then, all the cultivators of the Red Moon lowered their heads and continued singing. The gods enjoy it and cannot look directly at it.

And outside their sight, the mortal skin exuded endless evil intentions, and even strong hunger, completely surrounding the Kusheng Mountain Range, squirming and shrinking at the same time, trying to destroy the mountain range. Swallow everything inside.

The gray storm emitted a strong struggle within, and the monks in the Kusheng Mountains were all going crazy under this despair. The masters of the four halls let out a low roar, and their cultivation exploded. With all their subordinates, they took action together as if they were dead. Even if this is a mantis trying to act like a chariot, Niyue's spirit is to resist.

A muffled sound echoed immediately.

The sea of ​​blood fluctuated, rolling up big waves, and the chant of Xiu Xiu of the Red Moon on the sea also became passionate at this moment.

Only the Emperor of the Red Moon Palace raised his head slightly and stared at the huge fleshy bag formed by the skin transformed by the red mother's slough, covering the Kusheng Mountain Range.

"All resistance here has no meaning. Food is always just food."

The Emperor spoke calmly, turned his head and looked at the red moon and stars in the sky, his expression extremely pious.

At the same time, within this mortal skin, the monks of the Kusheng Mountains were shrouded in the sky and surrounded in all directions. Only the blood rain flowed from the mortal skin of the Red Mother, scattering here, and accumulating more and more.

At this moment, strange voices broke out and wailed one after another. The mountain peaks began to collapse, and the earth cities were disintegrating everywhere.

The statues of Dan Jiu also began to collapse, and his followers were all bitter and confused at this moment. The heroic woman no longer had the boldness of the past and became silent.

And the area around the entire mountain range was getting smaller and smaller due to the wriggling movement of the human skin, and the edges were disappearing in large areas, and people had to move away quickly.

Those that disappeared were devoured and became part of human skin.

It is conceivable that the mountains and living beings that were revealed before, including the sun, moon and stars, were all imprinted in this way.

It's just that the speed of disappearing is not that fast. Although the storm formed by the hair of the Moon Flame God has been suppressed for most of it, it is still erupting now.

But after all, it is just a delay. If no miracle occurs, the storm will dissipate soon. When the human skin completely swallows everything, the Kusheng Mountain Range will disappear without a trace and appear on the human skin, becoming a totem. one.

And when the cultivators of the Kusheng Mountain Range were facing a catastrophe and were constantly carrying out ineffective resistance, an even more violent roar came from the highest hall in the sky inside the Niyue Palace.

The vibration of the door was much stronger than before, and the roaring sound was like thunder exploding, causing shock in all directions.

This is even more true in the main hall.

With the joint efforts of Xu Qing and the captain, with enough blood of the Son of God burning, the totem of the gate became increasingly dim, with less than 10% remaining.

It's just that this last 10% belongs to the core source and is extremely stubborn. Even the burning of the Son of God's blood cannot quickly dilute and dim it.

The captain was not convinced, so he rushed over and took a bite of the little totem he transformed into.

The voice of Katcha echoed, and the captain stepped back, but the last core did not move at all.

Seeing this, the captain sighed.

"This shit is too hard to chew, little A-Qing, we may still need some time."

Xu Qing looked tired. Although he was outside the gate, he could continuously control the burning of the Son of God's blood to make the bite go smoother for his senior brother. This process was very taxing on the mind.

"That's too late."

Xu Qing spoke in a low voice. Although he did not return to the drug store, through his contact with Ling'er, he was very aware of what was happening in the outside world.

"The Red Moon Temple has arrived, and the Red Mother Mortal Slaughter has arrived. Everything is extremely dangerous." Xu Qing looked at the captain.

The captain was shocked when he heard this.

"Mortal slough? This is the greatest secret of the Red Moon Temple. They are in a hurry. Why did they use it so quickly?"

"No matter what, it has arrived." Xu Qing spoke slowly, with determination in his eyes.

"Elder brother, I am going to use the power of the purple moon to swallow this last totem. Please help me."

The captain's eyes shone brightly, knowing that the situation was serious.

"If you swallow it, you won't be able to bear it."

"Becoming the Lord of the Counter Moon, you can use the Counter Moon Palace to suppress me at all times." Xu Qing took a deep breath. This was the only way to speed up at this moment.

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The captain was silent, and after a while he nodded solemnly.

"Okay, let's give it a try!"

Without any hesitation, Xu Qing made a hand seal and pressed the door of the hall in front of him. The power of the purple moon in his body exploded, and drops of blood suddenly emerged from Xu Qing's body.

Soon a lake of blood formed around him, and as it was churning, an illusory divine treasure could be seen rising and falling, exuding a strong aura of blood authority.

The next moment, the blood lake roared and rolled up, heading straight for the gate. At this moment, the captain went all out, his own small totem rotated rapidly, forming a whirlpool to receive Xu Qing's blood.

In the blink of an eye, with the touch, the blood lake formed by Xu Qing rushed into the gate along the whirlpool, sweeping in all directions, rushing toward the core of Chi Mu's last totem.

The core of the totem, in Xu Qing's perception, is a bloody mark.

This mark shines with blood and exudes divine power, and those who are inferior to it cannot get close to it.

But Xu Qing's authority here comes from the red moon, which has the same origin as the red mother. At this moment, the moment is approaching and it hits hard.

There was a bang, and the door shook violently. The captain also rushed forward at this moment, opened his big mouth, and bit with all his strength.

The sound was louder, and the roar echoed throughout the Niyue Palace. The blood lake formed by Xu Qing collapsed and rolled back. The captain also wailed, but soon, the blood lake gathered again and hit it again.

The captain was also crazy, his totem flashed blue, he got furious, and he rushed forward again.

The blood of the Son of God burned on the mark, constantly corroding it. With the full efforts of Xu Qing and the captain, time passed like this. Several hours passed. After experiencing many collisions, the mark finally became unbearable and shattered. crack.

Xu Qing was extremely tired, and the captain's wail also showed weakness.

But seeing the cracks appear, they rushed out again in an instant. With an unprecedented explosion of roaring sounds, the mark finally collapsed and fell into pieces.

And at the moment it cracked, a golden light exploded inside, and the source of the golden light was actually an illusory shadow.

The figure was vaguely visible as a woman, wearing a torn robe, covering her eyes with her hands, blood flowing inside, and a golden light shining from her body, looking extremely sacred.

It’s Chi Mu!

Whispering sounds, distorted feelings, and heterogeneous mold lakes exploded violently at this moment, turning into divine power and covering Xu Qing and the captain.

Xu Qing's blood lake boiled instantly and dissipated visibly to the naked eye. The same was true for the captain, the rapid mold lake seemed to be wiped out.

But his madness also completely broke out at this moment.

"Little Aqing, let's go swallow it, let's practice our skills first!" The blood lake melted and merged, turning into the figure of Xu Qing. He stared at the shadow of the red mother, a strong desire that could not be suppressed rose in his mind, It became instinctive.

Even more extreme hunger broke out at this moment.

At this moment, humanity is dissipating, divinity is spreading, and Xu Qing's balance is about to be broken.

But he didn't stop it, and allowed divinity to rise, replace consciousness, and let out a cold sound.

"The power of Red Moon has no two masters!"

As he spoke, Xu Qing's whole body was filled with blood, covering the palace gate, and suddenly swallowed the red mother's shadow with greed, hunger, and calmness.

The captain laughed with crazy eyes, opened his big mouth, and swallowed it all! Before Chi Mu became a god, her head was cut off by the ruler of this great domain using the God-Beheading Platform. On that day, her head turned into ashes and merged into the void.

Nothing, only such a corpse was left. After sinking into the long river of time, Chimu didn't know how to become a god. She came back again to suppress the world. She even unfolded her divine magic, fished out the mortal sludge from the years, and placed it here to become the Red Moon Temple. foundation.

This thing is extraordinary, and originally only the Son of God could use it.

But now that he appears here and is attracted by the emperor, there is a profound meaning in it.

His appearance shook the desert, and as he fell, the desert sank hundreds of feet, the ground roared, and there was a deep depression, and the sky changed color and cracked.

Endless rain of blood spilled, filling the sunken place, and soon formed a bloody lake.

The waves rolled on the sea, and the sound spread in all directions.

Looking around, the desert has completely disappeared, only the sea of ​​blood is churning and magnificent.

This scene changed the world, transformed the desert into the sea, and shocked everyone. The Kusheng Mountains had become an isolated island in the sea.

The gray wind was also constantly disintegrating, and could only barely cover the Kusheng Mountains, but anyone could foresee that this gray wind would collapse at any time.

Outside the wind and above the sea of ​​blood, there are cultivators of the Red Moon. They are densely packed, with enthusiastic expressions, and they are singing. In the sky, the emperor is worshiping, and the headless mortal body bursts out with the power to suppress everything.

The scope of influence is so large that it affects the entire Moon Festival area.

At this moment, all living beings are trembling, everything is shaking, and the endless areas of the great domain are roaring.

This momentum can only be possessed by the gods.

In the Kusheng Mountain Range, the masters of the four halls, their subordinates, and the local monks were all horrified at this moment, showing despair.

Unable to resist, unstoppable.

Everyone in the medicine shop was in the same situation. Ning Yan's body was trembling, and he was looking at the sea of ​​blood in the outside world and the mortal beings in the sky, and his mind went blank.

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