The Heaven-defying Little Crazy Concubine: The Ghost Emperor Chased His Wife

Chapter 150 Black Mist
With the talent of the beast, he should have discovered it a long time ago, no matter how bad it is, there is Mo Wushang, and he didn't even notice it just now.

There is only this possibility, so it must not appear out of thin air, but it seems to be dormant for a long time, and it wakes up with a chance.

They didn't know that the mainland just tens of kilometers away had already been messed up... It was too late when they found out.

In my inherited memory, the monsters disappeared together with the dark realm, and they haven't appeared for thousands of years, so why would they still appear, and they are still in their own caves.

He frowned puzzledly, a trace of anxiety appeared on his face, his chest heaved, no matter what he killed, it would be fine, there is nothing to be afraid of if he is so strong.

Mo Li looked at the reputation, and the black mist looked more like an energy body to him, and he seemed to feel a little familiar. This feeling of deja vu was really weird.

"Let's go," Mo Wushang's eyes narrowed suddenly, and he took a few steps forward. It's really not safe to stay here, and there should be no risk.

The palms bowed slightly, and with the sound of barking, spiritual energy was constantly brewing, constantly being pulled, deformed, and poured into a brighter and brighter ball of light.

The surrounding air pressure suddenly increased, and the invisible coercion spread out inadvertently, no matter how restrained it was, it swept away like a sweeping whirlwind, covering the surroundings.

Mo Li mobilized all his spiritual energy to hold back, frowned slightly, pursed his thin lips, his face turned pale, suppressed the surge of qi, and couldn't see the slightest weakness.

A wave of spiritual power flung over, and the huge fluctuation distorted the surrounding spiritual energy. The sound of a sonic boom could be vaguely heard. Barely sealed its action.

The black mist stopped in front of the barrier, touched it carefully, then retracted immediately, and walked around lightly. It seemed that it was observing the environment, and it stopped attacking frantically. It trembled and turned into a thin puff of smoke , shaking for a while, like the clamor of a demon, it continued to elongate and rise, and slowly soared into the air, lingering wisps of black smoke, circling around.

It's really weird. I've lived for nearly a million years. This is a creature that looks like a demon and not a demon, like a soul but not a soul. It seems to have independent thinking. It has this huge energy, but it doesn't have the breath of life, even its own knot. The world seems unstoppable.

"is not it,"

He asked Mo Wushang for an answer, but he didn't see an answer for a long time. He wanted to go back and see what it was, and he was confident that no one would hurt him except for this perverted existence in front of him.

What's more, the fire of my own nirvana is the nemesis of the breath of death, so what else is there, I can't help but feel a sense of superiority that belongs to the gods and beasts again.

But Mo Wushang grabbed him and pulled him back. He lost his balance and couldn't move forward. "You..." He choked and his face turned red.
He stopped dissatisfied, this time he was not at all upset, but very upset, and it was none of his business again, he wanted to jump right away.Turning her head to challenge him, she clenched her fists tightly, her nails clenched into her palms, her body tensed, she bit her lower lip lightly, her eyes were full of resentment and anger, she stared straight ahead, brewing emotions, His feet stepped on the ground hard, rubbing against the sand constantly.

At this time, the black mist circled cheerfully, and had already burrowed out along the gap, squeezed out little by little, floating in the air, continuously condensing, staying for a while, and finally turned into the shape of a person.

　Come on, come quickly to Qianmo's arms
　　
　
(End of this chapter)