The wind rushing in front of him made Xia Xiao afraid, but he could only raise the Pu knife. This sharp knife is full of dead souls, but it can't cut through the wind at this time. Holding his only hole card tightly, Xia Xiao kept retreating in the wind, staggering.

The roar of the strong wind dragon caused Xia Xiao to fall again, and he tumbled, like a stone being played with by the wind, and thrown at will.

"Shu ...... Frost!"

Xia Xiao had difficulty breathing, and he couldn't breathe in the wind, and he couldn't even open his eyes.

In the blurred vision, Shu Shuang's body was still glowing with blue light, and they collided with the black smoke, pulling back and forth, and it was impossible to tell the winner for the time being.

Xia Xiao knelt on one knee on the ground, and the Pu knife was inserted into the ground, cutting a crack several meters long.

Damn! It's feeling again, many times. Xia Xiao's strength is insufficient, and he can't do anything every time he faces danger! This kind of helplessness makes him ashamed, and this time he has to rely on Shu Shuang's protection? But Shu Shuang has now been restrained by that black smoke, what should he do?

Whew-

A puff of black smoke came with the wind, enveloping Xia Xiao in the air.

In an instant, Xia Xiao had difficulty breathing, almost suffocating. It was pitch black, and his vision was blocked, and he could only see a blank blank. The vitality in the body is all mobilized, but it is insignificant compared to the power around it.

Damn it!

Pu Dao slashed indiscriminately in the dark, the scarlet light emitted was covered by the darkness, Xia Xiao's space became smaller and smaller, and at the end there was no trace of light to be seen, only endless darkness, like unknown years in history.

The sound of breathing was rapid and heavy, Xia Xiao felt that danger was approaching, he was like a swamp, unable to move, and could only wait for death.

Can't die, can't die!

Xia Xiao was very determined, but he was bruised all over his body by the wind and black smoke.

You can't give up, you can't die!

Xia Xiao told himself over and over again that even if his strength was very different from the black smoke, he would persevere! Master, Master, would you save me? You said you would help me in the future. Xia Xiao remembered that he was the Pope's master, and now only he could save him, but did he really come back?

His consciousness gradually blurred, Xia Xiao felt that he was dying, but slowly, he had a feeling of getting rid of the shackles and seemed to be free.

In the dark mire, time became slow, and Xia Xiao, who was constantly struggling to resist, needed great strength every time he flicked his fingers. And in this moment, all the hard work paid off, and his prayers were successful!

After the breath of death left, Xia Xiao opened his bloodshot eyes, and he saw that the rich black qi on his body was far away from him, as if he was driven away by some kind of force.

Xia Xiao didn't notice that the universe had changed, and the obscured starry sky and the moon in the sky reappeared. He was a little weak, and his vitality was drained. When all the black qi on his body disappeared, he could only kneel on his knees and couldn't stand up.

Holding the Pu knife, Xia Xiao looked ahead, the world was now brighter than before, the big mouth in the sky disappeared, countless black smoke was compressed, and some dissipated in the soft light. And that soft light seems to come from within yourself!

Xia Xiao opened his mouth and kept breathing in fresh air, which he had suffocated before. Anyone who has ever experienced the feeling of suffocation does not want to try it a second time.

The soft light around him is extremely simple, as if it came from the primeval period. Gradually, Xia Xiao felt that something was wrong. There is nothing unusual about him, they should have nothing to do with him, is it the master?

The soft light is warmer than the sun, and there is a turbulent vitality in it, but what attracts Xia Xiao's attention the most is the source of these soft lights. The hundred-foot-tall figure is none other than his master, the Pope of the Church!

The white-bearded old man is extremely huge at this time, sitting between heaven and earth, and he can pick up the stars with his hand. He exuded a soft vitality, his face was serious, and his eyes were full of black shadows.

Xia Xiao didn't know what was going on, and when he turned his head, the black shadow before had changed from the size of the canopy to about a hundred feet. The black smoke in the south and the white shadow in the north can destroy the heavens and the earth with one breath, but at this time, they are doing a comparable confrontation, and the waves of qi released make Xia Xiao fearful. If the qi wave exploded on the ground instead of the sky, it is estimated that Xia Xiao would have already disappeared.

"Shu Shuang!"

Xia Xiao noticed her and ran to her with the Pu knife in his hand. At this time, Shu Shuang's little face turned pale and fainted to the ground, the same as last time at the Snow Dragon Crossing. Holding it in his arms, Xia Xiao looked at this chaotic world, who could tell him what all this was?

"Xia Xiao!"

It's Master's voice! Xia Xiao's eyes were confused, and he looked at Master, begging for an answer. But the latter's figure gradually dissipated, and there was not much vitality left.

"I'm far away from you now, although I crushed the power of the demon, but he also shattered my vitality, and then I'll hand it over to you!"

With that, Master's figure disappeared. Xia Xiao frowned, what should he do? Kill the other party? Is he okay?

Boom!

After a bang, Xia Xiao put down Shu Shuang. He was embarrassed, but he looked at the place where the black smoke had fallen, and then stood up.

Xia Xiao was already in rags, and his exposed skin had many scars, but his pace gradually stabilized, and his body regained some strength. This feeling is different from what it used to be!

Xia Xiao raised the Pu knife in his hand, causing it to flash with a cold light, as sharp as his own eyes. Master once said that whoever wants to kill himself must die!

"Kill—"

There was only one road in front of Xia Xiao, and the road behind him was collapsing, so he had to rush forward. A green light came out of his body, which was extremely faint, but it was still scattered outward, like small fireflies. When a little green light drifted past Xia Xiao's eyes, it caught his attention. They seem to be regaining their strength for themselves, and this kind of light is a sentence!

Xia Xiao was a little surprised, it turned out that this was the power of Jumang, the legendary - the power of Mu Xing!

Clenching his fist, Xia Xiao stepped down, rushed forward, and walked towards the black shadow. The world that had regained its darkness was a little lonely, but a scarlet light flashed, cutting the black smoke into two wisps.

With his back to the black smoke, Xia Xiao frowned, and his vitality was really tenacious!

Jingle Bell –

The wind chimes sounded crisply, causing Xia Xiao to turn around. The black smoke that had been cut off before gathered together and became a man.

The man was tall and thin, and the dark red blood at the corners of his mouth made him extremely evil. He was holding an umbrella and hiding it in the dark, but there were four bells hanging on it, which kept ringing at this time, like a song of lost souls, straight into Xia Xiao's mind.

"You can't go any further, the farther you go, the more people are involved, so you might as well leave it and be buried in this beautiful place. ”

Since he can shatter Master's vitality, this person is definitely not simple, so he has to be careful. Xia Xiao held the Pu knife and was extremely focused.

"Who are you?"

"That old monk once talked about me, did you forget?"

The man stretched out his long tongue, licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, and pressed forward step by step.

Xia Xiao thought of the old monk's words, it seemed that what he said was true, and the man in front of him was the life of another continent in the Great Wilderness World.

"After the first church left Longgang City, I have been monitoring you from a hundred miles away, but this yellow-haired girl is too annoying. As long as she's here, I can't kill you, but that old man is far away from you now, and you can't escape!"

The man's laughter was rude, and his tongue was a little ferocious, as if he would tear Xia Xiao apart and devour him. However, Xia Xiao, who was quite calm, knew that since the master would hand him over to himself, then he would definitely have a chance to win!

Can't mess with himself, Xia Xiao repeated in his mouth, but his eyes gradually blurred. This ringing was so disturbing that it disturbed Xia Xiao's thoughts, making him bored and distracted.

"Little thing, die!"

The man leaned forward and turned the large umbrella in his hand. With that, the bell rang louder.

Everything in front of him was ghosted, Xia Xiao knew that there was danger, but he couldn't avoid it at all, this trick to confuse people's minds, he saw it for the first time, and he was hit immediately.

Snort –

A stream of blood splattered out, Xia Xiao was in pain, and his eyes returned to clarity. He looked at his chest in disbelief, the bayonet in front of the umbrella stabbed into it. Fast enough, do it twice, and you'll probably die here!

Xia Xiao breathed rapidly, shook the Pu knife, and widened the distance between himself and the man.

The corners of the man's mouth hooked, and his smile was extremely evil. In order to prevent the night from dreaming too much, he will directly launch the final blow.

Immediately, the surroundings seemed to be shrouded in mist, and Xia Xiao's vision was once again lacking, which was the feeling of being washed by black smoke before, like being stuck in a swamp.

A song sounded all around, somewhat similar to the previous bell, but more miserable and sadder. With a little bit of coldness, it seems that the evil ghost who has been suppressed for 10,000 years hopes to pull down a ghost to take his place.

Xia Xiao had an ominous feeling, like he would be killed in the next moment. He turned his head repeatedly and looked around, but all he could see was darkness. He's in a hurry, but it's useless!

The sky and the earth were much colder, and under the two trees, Ding Qiang's shoulders trembled, feeling a little strange.

"What's going on? It was fine just now. ”

"I don't know, it's a lot colder all of a sudden. ”

Four brothers come together to see the dark wasteland.

"Why is that little brother gone?"

Ding Qiang scratched his head, before he only felt a burst of bright light, and then he lost consciousness. When it was relieved, darkness returned to heaven and earth, and the previous pile of firewood was washed away.

"Big brother, it's really weird tonight. ”

"That's no way, don't run around. ”