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When a battle came to an end, after watching for three days and three nights, Yunhezong and Yuyinzong separated and went back to their homes.

In the depths of the mountains, Moroccan, who was chased by four nine-tier spirit beasts all the way to a dead end, had messy hair, broken robes, a pair of scarlet eyes, and a hideous face, like an evil spirit climbing up from hell.

Since becoming the ghost king, he has rarely been so embarrassed.

The ninth-order spirit beast could already be transformed, and only four boys and girls with different styles appeared in the four corners of the southeast, northwest and north, with injuries, staring at the Moroccan.

The teenager turned into a variegated white tiger looks about twelve, with a bare body, only a piece of gray and white tiger skin around his waist, and two white velvet tiger ears are exposed on top of the fluffy ink hair.

The amber round eyes blinked and looked at the storage bag on the waist of Moroccan. The blood-stained man's hand pointed to the command to "bring", which was pure and honest.

He just honestly followed the boss's orders, so he didn't care about his life and death, chasing Moraksha all the way.

Moroccan was puzzled, he couldn't remember when he had offended these elusive spirit beasts.

The **** eyes glimpsed the broken robe on his body, the **** eyes were horizontal, the fierce appearance was full, and the murderous aura was full!

The Dou Zhuan Star Wheel was in his hand, turning in the opposite direction, turning back in time, and the four giant beasts rushed in. He raised his hand and smashed it. The white tiger that rushed to the front suddenly stiffened, and the blood instantly invaded its abdomen. fur.

The white tiger rolled to the ground and turned into a juvenile appearance. There was a **** wound on his abdomen immediately, his flesh turned out, and he immediately lost his ability to move.

"Heh!" Moluosha chuckled, turning the star wheel again, and doing the same, but within a few breaths, he knocked the remaining three high-level spirit beasts to the ground!

The Dou Zhuan Xing Wheel hovered on his palm, and with a flick of his hand, the time in this small space went forward for three days.

The severely injured Baihu and other spirit beasts all showed signs of decline. After three days of evolution, the wounds on their bodies had quietly decomposed, and the stench permeated this small space, which was disgusting.

Bai Hu's amber eyes looked at his injury in shock, and at the Dou Zhuan Xing Chao on the palm of Morozha, his heart was suddenly gloomy.

It has also lived for thousands of years, and I have heard a lot about the deeds of Moroccan, and I naturally know what the star wheel in his hand is about.

Turning forward means one day. Turning backward means going backwards one day. If it keeps turning, time will keep going backwards or forwards. As long as Morusha wants to, time can be controlled by him. He wants to go back. Go back to the past, and go to the future if you want to go to the future.

The ability to change the time is extremely scary.

Bai Hu had heard of it before, but he didn't think it was true. He didn't expect to experience it for a while before he knew his carelessness.

However, Moroccan is not a fairy in the end, his methods are limited to a certain space, beyond a certain range, they can't be controlled by him.

Thinking of this, Bai Hu glanced at each other with the other three companions, and at the same time transformed into a prototype. The huge body "boomed" and smashed this space in an instant.

The sense of powerlessness controlled by time disappeared immediately, and the four beasts rejoiced, and once again rushed towards the storage bag of Moraksha...!

"Interesting and interesting~" Morusha didn't show any panic, with a joking smile on his face and cold eyes.

"Look at this coat color, if it is made into fur, it will definitely be good." He looked at Baihu's fur and said something in his mouth, as if he had already booked it.

A tiger roar sounded, and the earth trembled for it, and the sky was full of white snow under the bright blue sky. The snow was light and fluttering, white and beautiful, but it froze all the plants and trees in the radius of ten miles.

Moroccan's stature became apparently stiff, the white tiger approached, and his claws were about to reach his storage bag. Suddenly, red copper coins fell like petals, and the stiff figure moved and flew up. The red robe stretched out, and a ghost whispered from his thin lips.

As the sky changed, it darkened, and among the white snow, there was a "click" sound, as if something terrible was about to climb up from the ground.

Bai Hu was taken aback for a while, and a monster undead crawled out of his eyes, and jumped at it with his feet.

That's not even counted, one, two, countless undead monsters appeared on Baixue, with their fierce fangs, they went forward and then slaughtered them.

One and two, it is not worth the Four Beasts to put them in their eyes, after all, these monsters have a low cultivation base.

But when the number of undead became more and more, and when a large number of undead were summoned, the expressions of the four beasts who had been dominating the mountains for a long time became solemn.

Seeing that the white tiger was about to be surrounded by the undead, when the corner of Moroccan's mouth showed a cruel bloodthirsty smile, a beam of light suddenly cut through the night, and it was shot straight down, illuminating Moroccan's white face.

Everything seemed to be frozen, the red paper money froze in the air, the undead stopped crawling on the ground, the four beasts were all taken aback, they felt the breath of the boss.

The white tiger was overjoyed immediately, and the round tiger eyes looked at the beam of light in surprise, and saw a blue light and shadow flying over the clouds, circling the Moroccan body extremely quickly for a week.

After that, the sky became dim again, and the frozen space resumed flow, leaving only Moraksha floating in the air.

This sudden change was less than two seconds, he raised his thick eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth twitched, a little unbelievable that he was actually frozen.

Looking down, the storage bag really disappeared!

"good very good!"

He grinned and gave two praises, looking at the undead on the ground who looked up to him and eager to sacrifice for himself, with a flick of his long sleeves, he ruthlessly crushed them into ashes!

But it's more than that makes him angry.

Returning to the Demon Palace, seeing the broken palace, the blood pool filled with puppet limbs, and the overturned dome of the Hades Palace, there was no more smile on the face of Morasha.

The hands hanging in the sleeves slowly clenched into fists, and the robe was automatically without wind, as if a fire was condensed in the **** eyes~lightnovelpub.net~ burning fiercely, gushing out!

"Four beasts, go to death!"

The man's muffled voice pierced the entire palace. That night, the beasts and spirit beasts in the surrounding mountains had no survivors and died in an extremely miserable state.

On Orion Mountain the next day, I saw the blood-stained forest and rolled down the mountain in fright.

.......

Yunhezong, on Zixia Peak.

Early in the morning, when Wang Shuyue finished washing and was about to go to morning class, she just walked out of the bamboo house, one big and one small, one white and one green, two hair balls, holding her lost storage bag, squatting at the door and looking at her with eyesight.

The cyan group said excitedly: "I took the storage bag back, only a few bottles of Coke are missing, and the other things are still there."

The white group was a little bit naive, and said: "The Devil's Palace was overturned by us, and Moroccan will never dare to bully people in the future."

Wang Shuyue: "......"