"Skinner?" Ye Xiu remembered that the voice was the voice of the skinner.

But the next moment, the skinners who had just rushed to the gate of the temple screamed, as if they had seen something terrifying, and quickly retreated.

But at this moment, a dark and rich demonic aura poured out of the hall, enveloping the skinner, and in the terrible screams, in just a few breaths, the skinners turned into a dried corpse.

"Tsk, it's miserable, the ancients were right, if you run fast, you don't necessarily have meat to eat, but you must have soup to drink, and Meng Po soup is also soup. Ye Xiu touched his nose and shook his head.

The man didn't want to think about where the demonic qi coming out of the entrance of the cave came from, there was no one in the square, so it could obviously only seep out of the main hall.

And the main hall is sealed, you can imagine how rich the demonic energy inside is, rushing up so stunned, not looking for death, what is it?

Ye Xiu's body was full of qi, blocking all the demonic qi, and when the demonic qi was almost gone, Ye Xiu walked to the dead skinner, poked it twice with a flying knife, and muttered: "It's not human skin, there is blood and people, it's a real person, is this the real body of a skinner?"

"Wouldn't it, the skinners are so weak?"

Ye Xiu was very puzzled, the operation was as fierce as a tiger, and the combat power was two hundred and five, so he was weak, he was sorry for the resounding name of "skinner".

After carefully checking and confirming that the skinners were dead, Ye Xiu cautiously walked towards the main hall.

As soon as he entered the main hall, what caught Ye Xiu's eyes was a person.

Yes, a man, an old man.

The old man's eyes were closed, his cheeks were red, and his skin was plump, if it weren't for the fact that there was no life on his body, Ye Xiu would even think that the other party was a living person.

The old man was holding a wooden box in his arms, the wooden box was made of unknown pieces, carved with all kinds of evil patterns, and wisps of gloomy demonic energy seeped out of the box, flowing along the patterns, intertwined into a grotesque and treacherous picture.

Just staring at it for a while, Ye Xiu only felt that his mind did not belong, as if he had sunk into the hell of Abi, suffering from infernal suffering, infertile body, infertile time, infertile form, only endless suffering and torture, and there would never be an end in sight.

"Poof"

With the only remaining bit of sanity, Ye Xiu bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and pulled his sanity back, and his whole face was pale and shaky.

Stabilizing his mind, Ye Xiu glanced at the wooden box with palpitations, remembering the situation just now, he still had palpitations in his heart, this thing is really his evil sect.

However, there is no doubt that the most valuable thing in the main hall is undoubtedly this wooden box.

Taking a deep breath, Ye Xiu raised his right hand lightly, and a flying knife shot at the wooden box in the old man's arms, since the wooden box is so dangerous, it will not be long before he does not approach.

At first, there was nothing unusual, but when the flying knife swept three feet closer to the wooden box, the pitch-black demonic qi in the wooden box seemed to be stimulated, gushing out, and the demonic qi surged, like a tide, firmly blocking the flying knife from the outside, and not allowing an inch to enter.

Eventually, the knife ran out of strength and fell to the ground.

"Hum", the moment the flying knife landed, the demonic qi rolled over, and it actually drilled into the seven orifices of the old man's mouth and nose, and as the demonic qi entered the body, strange magic patterns appeared on the old man's originally ruddy face, which was breathtaking.

"Not good. Seeing this, Ye Xiu said secretly, and then retreated outside the hall without hesitation.

But as soon as he moved, he saw the old man sitting cross-legged on the ground, suddenly stood up, the demonic qi flowed in his empty eyes, and his body twisted, rushing towards Ye Xiu.

The old man's speed was extremely fast, and he appeared behind Ye Xiu in the blink of an eye, and a punch blasted out without any fancy punches.

"Boom ......"

A punch blasted out, the demonic qi gushed out, and the moment the qi wave escaped, it was shattered, pure and arrogant without a trace of skill.

Feeling the horror of the punch behind him, Ye Xiu made a mistake at his feet, and with the flexibility of the Tanhua Order, he swept out and dodged this terrifying punch.

With a "boom", the old man punched out of the air, setting off a piercing sound storm, and the entire hall seemed to tremble.

After a punch failed, the old man's speed did not decrease, and he rushed towards Ye Xiu again, and punched out.

Ye Xiu's eyes flashed with coldness, his body was half-bowed, his fists were raised high, layers of golden light shrouded his body, and the true qi behind him was surging, and the waves were rolling, like a black river.

"Roll"

Ye Xiu shouted violently and threw a punch.

With this punch, the long river of true qi behind Ye Xiu condensed in a punch, filled with endless shattering and extinguishing meanings, and the waves of qi set off by the old man's punch were first eerily still.

The next moment, it became fragmented.

The immortals beat the drums, the heavens and the earth can be broken, and the situation is just a few storms.

Then, Ye Xiu's fist from top to bottom smashed directly into the old man's fist.

There was a soft sound of "bang", and the bodies of the two were silent at first, and the hall was silent for a moment, but in the silence, there was thunder.

The next moment, the ground under the feet of Ye Xiu and the old man shattered at the same time, thunder bursts, ripples spread out along the fists of the two, and where they passed, the stone tables and sculptures in the main hall shattered one after another.

Shattered together, there was also the billowing demonic energy that lingered around the old man's body.

"Roar", Ye Xiu's punch seemed to completely anger the old man, the magic patterns on the old man's body swam, he roared in the sky, and a demonic qi oozed out of his body again, against Ye Xiu's fist, inch by inch.

With every inch of advancement, the golden light on Ye Xiu's body dimmed a little, and a wisp of blood oozed from his mouth and nose.

It's not that Ye Xiu is not good, it's really that the old man's power is too terrifying, condensed to the extreme, and the demonic qi that lingers on the old man's body is weird and abnormal, constantly invading his body, devouring the true qi, qi and blood in his body, and what's even more terrifying is that these demonic qi can even invade his sea of consciousness, affect his spiritual power, form all kinds of fantasies in his mind, and cause abnormal damage.

Fortunately, his Xuanwu Demon True Qi has the effect of destroying demons and suppressing evil spirits, otherwise he may be eroded by demonic qi as soon as he takes a look.

"Give it to me, get out!"

Ye Xiu's expression was hideous, the moment the immortal's drumming fist intent declined, the fist strength took advantage of the momentum to pour down, weak and weak, but even if it was weak, it always maintained a trace of vitality, like a candle flame.

The candle flame is not extinguished, and hope lives on forever.

When the strength of the fist was extremely weak, it was raised inch by inch, just like Qingyang, which was slowly rising.

On the same day, the sky rises, and the world is pure yang.

"Pure Yang Wujiquan"

Pure, condensed to the extreme, the fierce fist poured out, and the fist that the old man handed forward began to retreat inch by inch, and cracks exploded on his arms.

But instead of blood, it was pitch-black demonic energy that spewed out.

However, Ye Xiu was not cowardly at all, and the pure yang fist continued to move forward, with endless aftertaste, not only did the old man's fist begin to retreat, but the whole person was also retreating.

Boxing is domineering, boxing in front of people, punching does not retreat, people do not let an inch, if you lose the indomitable domineering, boxing, it will lose its essence.

The old man's retreat is a loss of domineering and sharpness.

"Get out of here!"

Ye Xiu raised his eyebrows and punched out of the world.

"Boom ......"

With a punch, the old man flew straight out and hit the wall of the main hall.

The demonic energy escapes, and the world is peaceful.