"What kind of monster is this?!" the demon cursed by the empty punch, which was so hard that it almost broke his ribs in two.

Buddhism is supernatural, and there are six golden people.

The empty cultivation is not enough, and the golden man is still small, but the power is quite good.

But the six golden people are strong and strong, and they can fight dragons physically when they cultivate to Dacheng, but they have a fatal flaw, that is, they are extremely slow.

The little monk of the Hanging Temple wanted to rush over to help Tang Zhizhi block the knife, but his speed was too slow to catch up at all, so he could only watch the knife slash towards the top of the girl's head.

"Stop!!" Empty roared, but the demon cultivator turned a deaf ear and just sneered.

The blade was approaching, and Tang Zhizhi even heard the sound of breaking wind shuttling in the rainstorm.

Is it over?

The girl didn't close her eyes, just watched the knife slash at the top of her head.

"Sister, she can't die. Bai Ze only said one sentence.

In the depths of the darkness, someone snorted softly.

"You want to use the power of the dragon soul, I have no objection. The man said, "But if you are controlled, I will kill you." ”

"Good. Bai Ze agreed.

Tang Zhizhi only felt that a gust of wind was blowing from behind her, and then she witnessed a white-haired girl appear strangely in front of her, and with just a flick of her fingers, the magic knife that split her head was so vulnerable that it was directly bounced into two pieces.

The sword spirit mountain ghost appeared, the torrential rain did not touch his body, his bare feet stepped on the ground, his feet were not stained with dust, his right hand was still holding the tattooed civet, his eyebrows and eyes glanced at the demon coldly, he was so frightened that he stiffened, he didn't dare to move, and he held the magic knife with a broken blade in his hand, stupid.

Everyone was shocked.

The empty sky finally came, and with a slap knocked the demon out, three of his teeth were broken, and he rolled out, plunged into the dirt, and pulled his head out of the ground in embarrassment, staring at the empty space, and afraid of the mountain ghost, daring to be angry and not daring to speak.

The scene was extremely strange for a while.

When the black-robed man saw the mountain ghost appearing, he was also stiff, staring at her with fear, not daring to act rashly.

"Hey, hey. Bai Ze got up from the dirt, just smiled, carried the ink jade sword, and sighed, "This feeling is really amazing." ”

The jade-colored eyes of the Sword Spirit Mountain Ghost glanced at Bai Ze lightly, and without saying a word, she disappeared in place, as if she had never been there.

Tang Zhizhi was still stunned in place, and was startled when he saw that the white-haired woman suddenly appeared and disappeared strangely.

"Let's go!" the black-robed man beckoned to his subordinates and ran away.

He's not stupid.

The woman who appeared just now was just a silhouette, and the breath was already so shocking that he didn't dare to move.

The young man in front of him is probably a ruthless character.

If he doesn't know what to do, I'm afraid he's dead, and I don't know how he died.

"Do you want to go, have you asked me?" said Bai Ze, his voice mixed with the texture of metal, and it didn't look like a human sound.

Kongkong looked at Bai Ze, only to see a pair of shiny golden pupils in the dark.

Vertical pupils.

It was the eye of the beast.

The jade faded, and Bai Ze moved.

The black-robed man had already rushed out, and his figure quickly disappeared in the torrential rain.

But the other three didn't move so fast.

Kongkong saw Bai Ze jump up, and his figure disappeared directly into the deep forest, and when he reappeared, he had already fallen from the sky and removed the head of a demon cultivator with a sword.

"Monster, monster!" the remaining two panicked and hurriedly fled.

But Bai Ze moved faster, the rabbit rose and fell, Moyu was in his hand, and his figure flickered, and the two of them were also powerless to resist, and they were killed in an instant.

In just two breaths, the three demon cultivators died.

The little monk of the Hanging Temple stared at Bai Ze's figure with wide eyes, as if he was looking at a golem.

"Bai, Bai Ze?" Tang Zhi subconsciously called Bai Ze.

The torrential rain struck the leaves of the jungle trees with a chaotic sound, like the tide of the sea.

Bai Ze glanced back at Tang Zhiyi, his eyes were like molten gold, shining brightly in the dark night.

"Senior sister, don't be afraid. Bai Ze grinned, "I'll go and kill that man." ”

After all, the person has run into the darkness, a few ups and downs, and his figure is no longer visible.

The golden light faded, covered his shoulders empty, and went to help Tang Zhizhi, his hands stretched out, but he remembered the precepts of Buddhism, and hurriedly folded his hands and recited Amitabha Buddha silently.

"Let's go, let's chase after it. Tang Zhizhi struggled to stand up, luck blocked the wound, suppressed the injury, stretched out his hand, and the famous sword river diagram was started, and was sheathed by the girl.

"Your injuries?" asked Sora.

"Out of the way. Tang Zhizhi shook his head stubbornly, and had already run out in the direction where Bai Ze disappeared.

"Wait for me!" Sora hurriedly chased after him.

The dense forest rushed in his face, and the black-robed man ran out of the five-mile road, but the young man behind him was like a mad dog, chasing after him.

"Damn!" The situation was reversed in an instant because of the sudden appearance of the strange white-haired woman, and the black-robed man couldn't help but scold, his eyes gloomy.

The woman had put too much pressure on him.

If she made a move, the black-robed man knew with his toes that killing him would only be a matter of moments.

"Senior, the road is slippery in the rain, you have to be careful with your step. An inhuman voice came from behind, and the distance between the young man and him was getting closer.

"What's the origin of this kid!?" the black-robed man's forehead was bruised, "Cultivation is obviously only in the Purple Mansion Period, why can he become more and more brave in battle, now this breath clearly has the strength of the Supreme!"

The black-robed man had no intention of fighting again.

At the beginning, I thought that the three hairy boys who were nine out of ten stable and could be cleaned up without any effort, why did he now become him being chased and killed by that yellow-mouthed child?

The aura behind him suddenly disappeared.

The black-robed man was taken aback, and when he looked back, his back was empty.

When he turned back again, he saw a pair of hideous golden pupils shining violently in the darkness, the young man of the Daomen was dressed in Xuanjia, carrying a long sword that blended with the night, and his black hair was washed away by the torrential rain and fell on his shoulders, teaching people to see his expression clearly.

"Do you really want to do this to an end?" the black-robed man asked Bai Ze.

But Bai Ze only grinned, ignoring the black-robed man, his feet kicked on the thick branches that came out horizontally, the branches exploded, and his whole person shot at the black-robed man like an arrow from the string.

The black jade swept out, and the shot was a great move, and the sword body was covered with a layer of molten gold-like true fire sword qi.

The black-robed man raised his sword to block, and the double sword meeting, the sound of gold and iron exploded.

The torrential rain is like a note, but the real fire sword qi shuttles in the rain curtain, and it is not suppressed at all, and it still has the power to destroy the world and destroy the earth.

"Boom !——"

In the depths of the Qilian Mountains, the thunder and lightning are intertwined into a net, forcing people's souls.

The fighting methods in the depths of the mountains have soared to the extreme, and the roar of the brute beasts resounded in the mountains and forests, shaking the mountains to tremble.

The two of them are facing swords here, and in just a few breaths, they have already faced hundreds of swords, and there are trees directly cut by the sword qi everywhere, and both of them are also stained red with blood.

"Sword Two, Meteor!" Bai Ze retreated, the True Fire Sword Qi was transported to the extreme, the Second Purple Mansion trembled, and the violent True Fire Sword Intent was released from the young man's body, instantly steaming the water on his body, and even the nearby giant trees that were wet by the heavy rain were also rapidly evaporating the water.

The heat wave hit the face, and the thick white water vapor rolled into the night sky, and was shot down by the torrential rain.

"Yellow-mouthed child, deceive people too much!" The black-robed man was angry from his heart, and evil was born to the side of his guts.

The deep forest has burned.

The black-robed man was afraid of the terrifying sword intent released by the black sword in Bai Ze's hand, but he knew that no matter how strong this young man was, it was also a secret method to forcibly improve his cultivation, and in the final analysis, he was just a pseudo-supreme.

The Supreme Realm cultivates the soul of the sea of knowledge, and the pseudo-Supreme body strength is in place, but in the end, the soul power is no different from that of the cultivators of the lower three realms.

For today's plan, it is better to attack the soul with the soul, and you will be able to win it.

The black-robed man was full of confidence, and seeing that Bai Ze's True Fire Sword Intent had gathered momentum to the extreme, he was about to get out of his hand, and he no longer hesitated at the moment.

I saw a black light fly out from the black-robed man's heart, as fast as lightning, directly sinking into Bai Ze's eyebrows and breaking into the sea of knowledge!

Bai Ze was stunned on the spot, and the sword intent on his body was rapidly fading.

The soul power of the black-robed man entered Bai Ze's sea of knowledge, and he wanted to find Bai Ze's soul core, and directly destroyed him violently, turning him into a fool.

But suddenly, he noticed as if a sun was rising behind him.

The black-robed man turned around in Bai Zezhihai, almost frightened.

It wasn't the sun, it was the dragon's open eyes.

"Roaring !——"

Outside the sea of knowledge, Bai Ze suddenly looked up to the sky and roared, but the sound he made was a dragon's groan.