Chapter 1550

Pale face, also reflected by the light of some strange flame color.

"What happened?" Meng Qitian and Dong'Er of the thousand dynasties, who followed, jumped to the top of the giant tree one after another, looking in the same direction with Mo Lian in shock.

"This power is terrible." Meng Qitian looks dignified, looks at Mo Lian and asks, "Mo Lian, can you feel the breath of someone?"

Mo Lian looked at it silently, and said after a while: "there are Warcraft, there are..."

Eyes suddenly open, ink lotus even left Meng Qitian and Dong'Er of thousand generations, the figure lightning general, swept to the place where the light column rushed up!

"Ink Lotus!" A thousand generations of Donger shouted, but the man's speed was incredible, and he had already disappeared among the trees.

Looking at Mo Lian's action, Meng Qitian's face changed several times, and finally came to peace.

The thousand generations of Donger didn't have such calmness. She said, "is it OK to let him go?"

"Ink lotus has his discretion in doing things, others can't control him." Meng Qitian said, as if he didn't want to pursue, he jumped down from the branch.

A thousand generations of Donger follow helplessly.

Meng Qitian walked a few steps, paused, turned to his side, and said, "Donger, do you think it is possible to control the ink lotus?"

"Song MI can't control him. How easy is it?" Dong'Er shakes his head. He seems to think that Meng Qitian's asking is just a matter of helplessness.

No one can really control ink lotus. It seems simple, but his heart is completely closed.

"That is to say, there is no possibility?" Meng Qitian asked again.

A thousand generations of Donger smiled and said, "there may be a way, but probably no one in the world can do it."

"Oh?" Meng Qitian is very interested, "what's the way?"

"To control the northern moon is to control the lotus." Dong'Er looks up and stares at him. It's a simple way, but who in the world can do it?

Sure enough, after Meng Qitian listened to her words, he was silent.

Indeed, if it is difficult to control the lotus, it is even more difficult to control the northern moon.

A group of floating lights were greatly disturbed and fled in the dense forest.

The power of Wang Xi's explosion has also spread here, so a little wind and grass can make these creatures who have been occupying the floating forest for many years fear.

However, gradually appeared in the dense forest, the ice spirit magic bird indeed stumbled in flight.

If they didn't withdraw ahead of time, I'm afraid they would be more seriously injured than this!

Terrible, terrible!

Ice spirit phantom bird's wing bumps into a thick big tree, the broken ice on the wing falls one after another, he shakes for a while, slowly flies low.

Huang Beiyue stands up from his back and wants to jump down, but her skill is not as sharp as usual. She falls down before she is stable!

There are thick fallen leaves on the ground. I don't know that after thousands of years, these leaves have rotted long ago. So when I fell down, I didn't feel any pain, but my chest was so stuffy that she couldn't speak.

As soon as she fell, a figure also rushed to her like lightning, picked her up from the ground, grabbed her face anxiously, and checked her injuries.

Seeing her pale, bloodless face, her hands trembled, and she didn't know what to do.

"Why..." The throat was slowly filled with acid and astringency, but yubeiyue tried to speak, his voice was hoarse.