"It's okay to tell the two of you......" Ning Yi smiled and put his finger on the hilt of the long sword, and said lightly: "Anyway, the two of them are already dead people." ”

The lord of Willow Mountain was terrified.

Ning Yi's hand that was easily placed on the hilt of the sword, the palm of his hand was against the round hilt, and his toes knocked off, and two pieces of entanglement were flying, one "Hongmao" and one "Taishan".

The "Great Sui World Sword Qi Walking", the solid ground in front of him was overturned, the earth and stone collapsed, the sword qi was handed out, the heavy scabbard flew out, and in an instant came to the front of the lord of Fuliu Mountain, the "hundred-year-old" old man raised his arms, and the interaction was hard to bear a heavy impact, and the whole person flew backwards and smashed on the wall of the inn.

The whole inn shook with it.

But the stone wall, I don't know what the material is, is extremely hard, the heart of the lord of the mountain of Fuliushan smashed the stone wall out of a huge spider web, from the outside, the crumbling inn, still standing majestically in the wind and rain, there is no tendency to collapse.

The old woman of Chunfeng Mountain, her face was gloomy, and she stared closely at the eight clear small characters on Ning Yijian's body.

Then a very low voice is suppressed from the mouth.

"The Great Sui is in the world, and the sword qi walks. ”

Ning Yi chuckled.

The old woman wearing a huge hat, suddenly a cold light struck in front of her, three feet away, her hat fell away inch by inch, the thick sword has come out of her hand at some point, straight to her face, compared to the heavy scabbard before, the sharpness of the sword of this long sword is particularly terrifying.

She flipped her wrists, clasped her hands together, and tried to clamp the cold light with her palms, so that the "feathers" suddenly lit up imperceptibly, and the speed skyrocketed as it approached, penetrating the old woman's chest in an instant, and nailing it heavily to the stone wall of the inn.

Nail into the stone wall like a sledgehammer chisel the wall, the "Mount Tai" entangled and bright, the indestructible stone wall collapsed, the "famous" Chunfeng Mountain owner, just fell into the broken soil and stone, facing the sky, the hat was broken, the rain smashed on her mysterious cheeks exposed outside the inn, inside was not a hundred and eighty-year-old vicissitudes of life, but a sad girl's face.

Ning Yi raised his eyebrows, feeling something interesting.

This is still a girl who is "at a good age", I don't know what exercises she has practiced, and after losing her vitality, the girl's cheeks are rippled by the rain, and she gradually shriveled and wrinkled, and becomes old.

Han Yue in the east, walked out of southern Xinjiang, became famous in a war, followed his example to take the crooked path of the evil sect, and there are many people who practice the exercises in southern Xinjiang, and those who cultivate into the ghost appearance of the old woman of Chunfeng Mountain seem to be definitely not a few in the east.

As for the "Mountain Master of Fuliu Mountain" who was hit by the scabbard and looked unconscious, next to him was the stone wall that had broken through a huge hole, looking like a dead corpse, he shook it, suddenly turned over, kicked the ground on his toes, like a streamer shooting out, and swept away from the inn with all his strength.

The girl holding the oil-paper umbrella stretched out a palm and shouted, "Come back!"

The palm of that hand was aimed at the back of the heart of the mountain lord of Fuliu Mountain who had escaped.

Pei Fu's eyebrows flashed red, and the heavy rain in the distant inn continued, and thousands of sword qi lines between heaven and earth were staggered and horizontal, cutting the rain wires, and with the girl's action of closing her five fingers, it instantly converged into a big net.

Pei Fu tugged at his arm.

Ning Yi sighed in his heart.

If you shoot it yourself, you can still leave a decent corpse.

As for the girl's shot......

Sure enough, the mountain lord of Fuliu Mountain, who escaped from the inn and had not had time to sweep out of Zhangyu, was suddenly withdrawn by the sword qi in a long line, and one by one the waterfalls were scattered on the collapsed stone wall, and the heavy rain and thunder were surging outside

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The wind is coming.

The inn became quiet.

The first floor was densely packed with corpses, and the blood mist cut by the knife qi was blown away by the wind outside the inn and poured outside.

The candle flame inside shook wildly in the wind, but it never went out.

The room was dark.

A ray of thunder illuminated the inn.

Ning Yi's face was complicated, looking at the entrance of the second floor.

There sat two young children, handsome and lovely, male and female, with two pigtails facing the sky, dangling their legs at the entrance of the second floor.

Only one point.

His face was pale and frightening, and the corners of his lips were red.

"Is the East all these people not ghosts?"

Pei Fu frowned, she gently handed the oil-paper umbrella to Ning Yi, who had a solemn face, and said seriously: "The movement just now is big enough, what does Li Baijing mean?"

Ning Yi took the oil-paper umbrella, and he said softly: "The hunting day needs to be accompanied by genius cultivators in the Ten Realms, and when the two groups of people meet, they are naturally indispensable to face each other, and the holy sons of the major holy mountains of the Great Sui are in the way of face, and they are willing to come forward only when they meet the Great Dynasty, so whether it is Li Baijing or Li Bailin, they can only be recruited from the mountains and fields." ”

"As for the Eastern ......Realm," he paused, and said with a smile: "The 'Three Calamities and Four Tribulations' under Han Yue's hands are all ghost cultivators who came out of Southern Xinjiang, and the forces under his command inhabit the wild mountains and old forests of Southern Xinjiang, and it is normal to teach any demons and monsters. ”

The two young children sitting at the entrance of the staircase, expressionless, listened to Ning Yi's words, one left and one right, suddenly stopped and shook their legs, and sat firmly with their hands folded.

The voice on the left was hoarse, "Believe it or not, I dug out your intestines?"

The voice on the right was not old, but feminine and soft, but the tone was even more fierce than the former: "I'm going to feed you two, cramps, skins, and internal organs to the wild dogs outside!"

Ning Yi sighed.

He muttered, "Do I have to kill all this inn so that the envoys stationed in the east can come and receive me personally?"

The girl said seriously: "Why don't I accompany you to the north?"

Ning Yi rolled his eyes and said, "Wait." ”

The two young children sitting at the staircase of the inn were frightened and had no time to react, and a black-robed figure several times taller than themselves suddenly appeared in front of them, and they were met with two slaps, one left and one right on the cheek, and there was no time to react.

The two Eastern Realm ghost cultivators wanted to shout loudly, but before they could make a sound, they were pinched by Ning Yi's throat and pinched by their necks.

Ning Yi glanced at the two young children waving their claws in the palm of his hand, the yin aura of the southern Xinjiang rushed to his face, the blue starlight on his body beating, resisted the urge to summon the "Star Giant", Ning Yi said lightly: "It's a rainy day outside, believe it or not, I will carry you two to the roof, take the thunder law to serve, and let you live forever and your souls will be scattered." ”

The pupils of the two young children constricted, and the violently growing pitch-black nails slowly faded.

Ning Yi carried the two young children to a room in the ground character.

"Southern Xinjiang ghost cultivation, refining yin corpses, is a means, but the success rate of grasping young children for refining is extremely low, to refine these two young corpses belonging to 'water' and 'earth' respectively, I am afraid that an entire village will be slaughtered. Ning Yi looked at the house and said softly, "Your Excellency acts in such a ruthless style, doesn't you look like a fool?"

There was a moment of silence in the room.

"He's a clear-eyed man. The man whispered, "You give back my two children, and nothing happened to me this night." ”

"Kid

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......" Ning Yi smiled and said, "Refining the Five Elements Corpse, there are still three or more in it, it's not impossible to return it to you......

He held down the heads of the two young children and slammed them into the door, and two screams rang out.

"You dare!"

There was a feminine and monstrous voice of rage from inside.

"Why don't you dare?"

Ning Yi sneered, kicked the door in, and the overwhelming ghost aura surged.

Oil-paper umbrella open.

The cry of the baby, the roar of the beast, the roar of the man and the woman, it is like stepping into the infernal hell, after the umbrella is opened, all living beings are pure, and all the sounds of the outside world are blocked—

"It's just a ghost, it's not ashamed to say it, if you want to pull bones and peel the skin, it's up to you to deserve it?"

Ning Yi narrowed his eyes, took a step forward, and suddenly retracted the umbrella sword, and the yin qi in the sky converged into a long line with the action of collecting the umbrella, like a waterfall converging, uncontrollable.

Cut a sword horizontally!

Inside the pavilion, it was as bright as day.

Then in the pavilion, a silver light flashed away.

All sounds died out.

The head penetrated the wooden door, and the body swayed back and forth with the wooden door, like hanging dolls, and the two young and childish Five Elements Refining Corpses swayed, turned into powder, and drifted away with the wind.

Ning Yi carried the umbrella sword, his face was expressionless, and he walked out of the house.

He stood in the long corridor, in the second floor, the yin and evil aura was extremely strong, the door was closed in the intermittent door, and the cold air came out of the door, and he didn't know how many cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods lived inside, as if there was not even a normal cultivator.

Ning Yi said lightly: "I'll count three, if there is no one in the eastern realm who can speak, then tonight, there won't be a single living person left in the inn, I will visit them one by one, all of them will be killed, and no one will be left." ”

This sentence landed on the ground.

"Little friend...... You're too murderous, aren't you?"

In the attic at the end of the corridor, a wooden door opened without wind, and the faint black smoke gathered into the image of an old man, and some cold sweat was already oozing out of his forehead.

Ning Yi was speechless.

The old man probably heard the noise outside, and the one who was qualified to occupy a single house here was a more powerful cultivator than the mountain masters of the "Spring Breeze Mountain" and "Fuliu Mountain" below.

This young man killed a floor, and estimated that it took him half a cup of tea, and he asked himself that he could do it, but it only took a dozen breaths to kill the innermost one refining the "Five Elements Corpse".

Either there is a cultivation method that specializes in restraining ghosts, or it is the heir of a great cultivator.

Either way, he couldn't afford to mess with it.

It stands to reason that this kind of person ...... It should be made as a bodhisattva by the envoy.

What about the messenger?

He glanced down, terrified.

The messenger was pressed headfirst down against the counter table, and he could not die again.

Tiandu Fangyuan, seven inns, tonight to select the ruthless characters who will enter the northern realm with the Second Highness, the "three calamities and four tribulations" in the eastern realm, are all great cultivators above the ten realms, they have been following Han Yue for many years, one person is in charge of an inn, with their name covered, where does anyone dare to smash the field like this?

The old man looked at Ning Yi again, and his heart palpitated.

Dare to love today, it is an embryo killer!

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