Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

  Chapter 1717 The spirit behind the little celestial master (64)

  For so many years, ghosts and ghosts have competed with each other.

  When Bai Weiwei came, it was like a nuclear bomb, killing most of the ghosts.

   If this continues, all ghosts will be wiped out by the magic circle.

  The skull sticks out white bone fingers, and the white bone fingers look weird.

  It said: "You die for me."

  Bai Weiwei: "Tongzi, hello to the life-saving items."

  The system roared: "Okay, I'll call Yu Moqian for you!"

  Bai Weiwei: "..."

  Just as the system finished roaring, a golden light, like a sword light, smashed all obstacles from a distance with a destructive force.

  The power of light almost blinds everyone's eyes.

  The strange red mist of the red magic circle shook violently.

  The skull was startled, the golden light had broken through the red magic circle defense line and crushed its head.

  Bai Weiwei was thrown to the ground again.

   And the skull fell from the neck, rolled and rolled, and rolled to her feet, looking at her in the dark.

  Bai Weiwei struggled to get up from the ground, the blood on her wrist was still flowing.

  She wanted to stop the bleeding, but when she saw those ghosts staring at her, she didn't dare to get close.

  She can only drink tomato juice in silence.

  Bai Bai saw that the corner of the magic circle was shattered, and his face changed drastically. He immediately stuck the yellow talisman on it, and then shouted coldly: "Which expert is here."

   Just as the words fell, the door to the front yard was kicked open.

  A neat figure appeared in the eyes of everyone.

  Bai Bai immediately picked up the mahogany sword and flew over, intending to kill him.

   As a result, Yu Moqian didn't see it, and reflexively pulled out the mahogany sword with red tassels from the void, directly smashed Bai Baibai's wrist bone, and then raised his foot to kick away the eye-catching obstacle.

  He turned his head, his black eyes were deep and strange, and the depths of them were red.

   Wearing a Tang suit made him look more stern and terrifying.

  He saw Bai Weiwei standing in a daze in the magic circle. Her wrists, palms, and clothes were covered with blood.

  Her face was a little pale, trembling under the surrounding of a group of ghosts, she was indescribably tragic and pitiful.

  Yu Moqian's heart twitched suddenly, the throbbing pain was fierce and violent.

  Pain is like a sharp knife piercing the heart, a sledgehammer cracking the bone.

  The pain is so painful that it cracks.

   He gritted his teeth, and his handsome, youthful face became ferocious.

  Everything on the altar began to tremble.

   The yellow talisman was brushed once, and it began to shatter.

  Yu Moqian rushed into the formation of ghosts and evil spirits, and his body was suddenly and terribly attacked.

  The red light that cut into thousands of swords cut at him.

  Yu Moqian held his sword in front of his eyes, pinched the red fringe knot with his other hand, and shouted fiercely, "Break."

  The red light shattered into light spots, leaving only fine wounds on his body.

  Bai Bai, who was seriously injured and spitting blood, was about to laugh when he saw Yu Moqian rushing into the ghost formation.

  Seeing that Yu Moqian was able to contend against the power of the ghost formation, his face turned blue.

   Where did this guy come from.

  Even Yu Sanqian, head of the Tiandao Sect, had to approach the magic circle cautiously.

   This man rushed in and was not torn to pieces by Li Gui.

  Yu Moqian's ghostly aura made ghosts dare not approach him.

  Bai Weiwei is Yang Qi, he is Ghost Qi.

   are not easy to mess with.

  The magic circle began to vibrate, and traces of blood appeared from the ground.

   At first, he wanted to wrap Yu Moqian around.

  Yu Moqian walked towards Bai Weiwei step by step as if he couldn't see it.

  Bai Weiwei was not affected, but she bled so much that she felt dizzy even with tomato juice.

  She also walked towards Yu Moqian with three steps.

  Although it is a large formation, the distance to the left and right is only a dozen or twenty steps.

   Both of them walked hard.

  Suddenly, Bai Weiwei staggered, she looked down, and found that the white hand bone tripped her.

   When she flicked, it was like a cemetery.

   Before the shaking was over, a tattered body had already stretched out its arms to hug her.

  Yu Moqian's body was pierced by bloodshot flesh and blood, looking extremely scary.

  But as if he didn't notice it, he stretched out his hand to hold her bleeding wrist.

  The blood on it soaked his palm, and his palm began to rot.

  The blood that restrains ghosts is particularly warm, as terrifying as magma.

  Bai Weiwei saw that his palms were beginning to rot, her expression changed, and she wanted to withdraw her hand.

  But found that Yu Moqian was holding her tightly, and he put her hand on his face.

"sorry."

   he said softly.

  Bai Weiwei's eyelashes trembled, feeling a little dazed.

  Blood stained his delicate and fair face, and it began to rot.

  Yu Moqian's black eyes were flushed with intense pain.

  He murmured softly, looking extremely well-behaved, "Sorry, I didn't protect you well."

   The last update, today is a bit early, I can go to bed early. Good night.

  (end of this chapter)