The Corpse City.

The misty dust and sand flew, falling all over the gray hue of the city, dyed with the dim and hazy of twilight, locked in the silence of the empty city.

The white flag in the city is clear, but no one opens the door, the door is broken, the window is broken, it is the city after the defeat, and it has become a barren and desolate place after the years.

In the center of the city, there is a large hall made of corpses and bones, which is the palace of the corpse emperor Jueming, the Senluo Palace.

At the front gate of the hall, countless white powder skulls spread out into a long carpet, like a gray stream extending under the golden throne of the hall.

On the throne, it is the Corpse Emperor Jue Ming.

Dressed in a gorgeous and delicate black dark pattern dragon robe, with a jade crown and bundled hair, if you ignore the indelible blue and white on the delicate skin, you really want to praise him for "What a royal handsome man!"

The boy sat with his eyes closed, still asleep.

Suddenly, a space-time crack broke through the void in front of him.

The deep crack swells around it, forming an invisible whirlpool.

The skeletons in the hall let out a "rumbling rumbling" sound, as if they were about to be swept up in the black hole.

Jue Ming's eyebrows moved, and his eyes opened solemnly.

A pair of red eyes glowing with blue glare stared straight at the spatial rift.

"Mahayana monk, why come to my temple!"

The low, hoarse voice was like a raging sea, and the pent-up anger in it boiled over the soup.

In the black hole, there are silver wisps, fluttering out.

A pair of slender hands clasped the edge of the crack.

The cloud boots with gold silk and white edges stepped on, and with one kick, the skeleton turned into powder.

The golden-eyed man appeared in the hall, and a string of purple and gold jade bells around his waist was really dazzling.

Jue Ming's bloody eyes narrowed into slits, "Zi Mingling, Linglong Pavilion Su Family!"

Didn't the Su family die three hundred years ago, and there were only two boys left, how could there still be Mahayana monks?

Seeing Su Hanxing's gloomy face, he directly pulled out the Xuanyuan Sword.

Jue Ying's eyebrows moved, "You want to kill me." ”

With both hands, he slapped the railing and flew up.

Two long, sharp, fangs sprouted from his mouth, and his nails swelled to a foot long.

With a claw of his bare hand, he was about to slap towards Su Hanxing.

But when he saw the Xuanyuan Sword and the long sword pointed, a blue-yellow fire dragon soared up, and the fire dragon turned into a string of chains to bind Jue Ming.

Jue Jing wanted to break free, but he didn't want the yang energy on this chain to be extremely heavy.

Looking closely, I saw that the twelve petals of green lotus in the fire chain were twisted and circulating, and the bright yellow flame heart burning under the green flame faintly saw the Buddha mantra ring.

Jue Ming was shocked on his face, it was the seven-leaf Buddha fire!

The fire is to the yang, the seven-leaf Buddha fire is the lotus lamp offered by the Buddha before the Buddha was cultivated by the seventh Buddha in ancient times, and it is the natural enemy weapon of the evil things such as the corpse.

No wonder he couldn't break free!

But isn't this seven-leaf Buddha fire only accessible to Buddhist cultivators?

What kind of person is this person in front of him, he even dares to take the things cultivated by the ancient Buddha for his own use!

There was a "sonorous" sound mixed with a metallic hum in his ears, and Jue Ming was dragged to the ground.

A kick slammed down on his head.

The man's voice came from overhead, "Say, where are they?"

The sense of humiliation flooded my heart, and I wanted to fight with this shameless person when I felt it.

But I didn't want this struggle to lead the anger of the person above, and the coercion of the Mahayana period came straight in.

Jue Ming was crushed to the ground in embarrassment, as if the bones in his body were about to be crushed.

But he didn't care about the pain in his body, and he was stunned.

Late Mahayana period.

He only noticed that this guy could break through time and space, but he didn't want this person's cultivation to be in the late stage of the Mahayana period, approaching his peak.

Ascension is only on the front line!

Shouldn't such people ascend in retreat?

"Thou shalt have been ascended, why are you unhappy to find me!"

"Say! Where are they?"

Cloud boots grinded Jue Ming's cheekbones, but Jue Ming didn't dare to move easily.

"Who are they?"

Su Hanxing squatted down, grabbed his hair, and lifted it in front of him, "Two men and one woman, women are out of body period." ”

Jue Ming was a little uncomfortable, but he still replied honestly: "I don't know who you call me, there were two men and a woman looking for me earlier, but the woman was in the Jindan period. ”

Su Hanxing's wolf eyes were slightly deep, and he said in a deep voice: "Where are they?"

Jue Ming sneered, "The lackeys of the demon clan, I don't care about it." ”

The lackeys of the demon clan, naturally they are not talking about Xiao Yuebai.

Su Hanxing threw him away irritably, Jue Ming didn't lie, then Ah Yue and they didn't come here.

Could it be somewhere else in the Corpse City?

He immediately stood up and said, "The person of the deity may be in the city of corpses, take the deity to find someone." ”

Jue Ming was smashed and arched in pain, and reluctantly responded: "Other clans trespass on the corpse city, I won't know it!"

Su Hanxing's eyebrows twisted slightly, not in the corpse city, where is that?

Turn around and leave.

But when he heard it, he smiled and said, "You were toyed with by that demon lackey." ”

Su Hanxing looked back at him, "What do you mean!"

Jue Ming smiled but did not answer.

The seven-leaf Buddha fire chain was still locked on Jue Ming's body, and Su Hanxing's five fingers were slightly closed, and he saw that the chain tightened suddenly.

Then it was burned into a net of fire.

The ink hair has a slight smell of burning, and Jue Ming is burned to hideous features.

He said in a hard voice: "I don't." ”

Five black needles appeared in the air, as thick as a finger, but the needles were extremely thin and sharp.

Su Hanxing's fingertips moved lightly, and five stinging needles danced wildly in the air.

"Buddha-figures don't like to talk nonsense, to speak, or to be punished. ”

The corners of Jue Ming's mouth twitched slightly, five Shura needles, one went down, and the cultivation was set back by eight hundred years.

He is not afraid of hurting, but if the four thousand years of cultivation are gone, the corpse city will die.

"Say, I will speak, and you will hear. ”

Su Hanxing returned his hand, and as soon as the fire net was closed, the chains were untied.

It's just that Jue Ming has already collapsed on the ground, "Those demon lackeys are here, and you are afraid that the matter of the corpse city in southern Xinjiang is already spreading." Speaking of which, you and I are just pawns in the game of those lackeys.

The one whom thou shalt seek shall have long since become ashes on the side of the street, scattered and scattered in the world. ”

Su Hanxing made a fist with one hand, his face was solemn, but his heart was a little calmer.

If the people of the demon clan just want him to come to the corpse city to stir up trouble and provoke the contradiction between the human race and the corpse city, then Ah Yue and they must be fine, and he has to leave quickly to find them.

Turn around and tear open the crack and leave.

At the moment when he entered the crack, he heard the person behind him say weakly: "The way of heaven will not leave the ascended people to guard the mortal realm, and your trip will definitely be intolerable!"

Su Hanxing's feet paused slightly, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "So what!"

When did he follow his destiny?

Swift departure.

Jue Ming weakly held the corners of his mouth and chuckled, in the end, he was still fooled.

The blue eyes were shining, and the blood-colored pupils were dyed with excitement.

The birth of the poisonous corpse is the Mahayana period, what can it be!

......

As soon as Xiao Yuebai returned to the Demon Corpse Village, she saw several excited and adoring eyes following her, and her heart felt strange.

Listening to what they said faintly, his consciousness was scattered, and the sound of squirming was clear to his ears.

"The young master really brought the corpse city to the end?"

"But no, those monks have said that the young master has washed away the grievances of our demon corpse village. The poisonous corpse turned out to be from the city of corpses. ”

"That's too hateful, the corpse city actually blames us. ”

"It's still the young master, and he will directly destroy the corpse city, not to mention the southern Xinjiang in the future, even our demon corpse village will be safe. ”

Several people chatted happily, but Xiao Yuebai's face became more and more gloomy.

She didn't go to the corpse city, who was stupid and fell for the trap and took the corpse city?

Thinking of a possibility, Xiao Yuebai hurriedly quickened his pace and swept towards the camp.