For a long time, there is still a trace of expectation for his senior brother old smoker, the battle of the same door has brought a fatal blow to the ghost door that came to be thin, the most talented old smoker was expelled from the school, and the other brothers are also good-looking, after the death of the master ghost Wuyan, the ghost door has become fragmented. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although this deadly ghost finger is one of the thirty-six peerless schools of the ghost gate, it is the most vicious and insidious peerless school among the ghost gates.

According to the old ancestors, the cultivation of this life-killing ghost finger is a detrimental thing to yin morality, when cultivating, looking for the body of the person who died with resentment and hatred, the more resentful thoughts the better, as the saying goes, people live a breath, those who died unjustly because of resentment, after death in the heart of the heart of the heart will not disperse, even if it is buried in a coffin, after a long time, it will turn into resentment.

The deadly ghost finger is from the unjust corpse is tempered and cultivated by corpse poison, the corpse poison is extracted from the corpse, the yin poison is incomparably poisonous, the skin of the light person is collapsing, and the corpse poison invades the body's five internal organs, and the whole body ulcerates and suppurates and dies.

In the body, the internal force flowed slowly, expelling the corpse poison that invaded the body from the body, and the killing intent in the ghost's expression became extremely strong.

"Today, I'm going to clear the portal for the ghost gate. ”

A whisper rang out.

A hint of flush emerged from the sallow look of the ghost face, and the momentum exuded by the whole person instantly climbed to the grade point.

As he stepped out, a punch slammed out.

The sound of friction in the air was like thunder.

The old smoker's expression became extremely indifferent, let out a cold snort, shook his wrist, and met it with a punch.

The two fists meet.

Click!

With a crisp sound, the wrist bone on the old smoker's right hand suddenly shattered, breaking into two, revealing Bai Sensen's bone fork.

The old smoker's face twitched.

"How so?"

A whisper came out, and he felt very incredible about the powerful strength that Ghost Face suddenly burst out.

The ghost's body moved, and the ground under his feet sank, and it was another brazen punch.

This time, the old smoker didn't choose to hit it hard, his body flashed, and the strong palm wind swept out, slowly dissolving the strength on the fist.

Lean forward.

The ghost's fists struck out diagonally, like an old monk hitting a bell.

On top of the two fists, two powerful internal forces were like giant dragons crashing out.

The old smoker's expression changed suddenly.

As soon as his feet moved, a semicircle was drawn, like a half-round waning moon, and like a sickle.

Hideous power erupted.

The dragon is menacing.

The old smoker reached out with his left hand and grabbed at the huge dragon head, and in the void, the sharp scythe slashed down, as if he was slaying a dragon.

The scythe fell

Suddenly, a clear melody sounded.

The old smoker's eyes suddenly became confused, and the scythe that had been cut off also appeared in the air and never fell.

Two mighty dragons slammed into the old smoker's body.

The old smoker's body flew backwards, his feet dragging two long marks on the ground.

The whole body was tumbling with qi and blood, and a mouthful of blood was uncontrollably spurted out.

There was clarity in the confused eyes.

The old smoker stood up, staggered, looked at the ghost face, and said, "This is the gloomy ** sound." ”

Ghostface did not admit or deny it.

He looked at the old smoker with a calm expression.

"You really deserve to die if you kill your master, kill your fellow disciples, and practice evil skills. ”

The voice fell, and the melodious flute sounded.

In the eyes of the old smoker, a trace of confusion suddenly appeared, and then the confusion turned into fear, his body trembled slightly, and the pupils of his eyes continued to shrink.

A low, dead aura emanated from the old smoker's body.

There was a dull look in his eyes.

There was a deep sense of despair wrapped in the breath of death.

There is no love in life.

The flute suddenly became rapid.

The old smoker's expression was constantly distorted, and the fear in his expression was even worse.

Airplanes!

The void trembled.

I saw the ripples of the Dao in the void constantly rising, and I saw that the rhythm of the sound turned into a sharp arrow of the Dao.

Quick as a wink.

Arrows pierced the old smoker's body.

The vitality gradually passed, the qi was gone, and the old smoker did not resist at all, just like a puppeteer.

Suddenly, the flute stopped abruptly.

The old smoker's eyes regained a hint of clarity.

His eyes widened and he looked at the ghost face incredulously.

All this happened to the old smoker in disbelief.

Suddenly, a rapid flute burst out.

In the body of the old smoker, countless blood mist burst out, and the vitality was completely cut off.

The face of the ghost face became extremely pale, like a white paper, and his whole body trembled, as if he was swinging, and the sweat on his forehead continued to flow.

Looking at the body that fell to the ground and gradually stiffened, there was a hint of relief in the ghost's eyes.

The grievances over the years are finally relieved today, and on the hands, blood is dripping, and the broken jade flute is actually infiltrated by blood, which looks very demonic.

Blood is the guide, the qi is the main, the soul is the soul and the soul is gloomy** sound is the highest mastery of the ghost gate, only the masters of the past generations can be cultivated, the cultivator is a little less determined, it is possible to fall into the devil's way, the whole body qi and blood reverse and die, once the cultivator has evil thoughts, it will be a disaster for the old smoker in the rivers and lakes, although the cultivation talent is the highest in the ghost gate, but it is not right, it is difficult to inherit the mantle of the ghost.

The old grievances are gone.

There was a trace of sadness in the eyes of the ghost face, because of this gloomy voice, because of the selfishness of this old smoker, the former ghost door became fragmented, and the brothers and sisters died and escaped.

Take a deep breath.

Ghost Face said softly, "Master, I finally cleared the portal for you. ”

A light sentence is as heavy as a mountain.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, the ghost face spat out a mouthful of blood. Fainting passed.

"They are all hard-working people!"

Li Qifeng shook his head, his expression showing a hint of sympathy.

The brotherly love of the former classmates is not as good as a book of music.

It's really sad and sad.

A strong internal force swept out, wrapping the ghost face and placing it on the horse's back.

Looking around, Li Qifeng's expression revealed a hint of indifferent sneer, "Please come out!"

The words fell.

There was silence all around.

With a single move, endless sword qi burst out.

Suddenly, a powerful internal force shook in all directions, like a tidal wave crashing on the shore.

The sword qi that burst out was suddenly submerged by the tide.

"What a naughty little ghost, but sister, I like it so much!"

A charming laugh rang out.

Li Qifeng's pupils couldn't help shrinking.

A hot body appeared in his sight, and on top of the concave and convex body, a layer of gauze with weak cicada wings was attached, looming, and the temptation was infinite.