If he was hurt like this, if he was an ordinary person, he would have become a corpse a long time ago, but the white-haired child didn't seem to be injured, and anger appeared in his eyes.

He suddenly turned around and punched out, and the fist was unstoppable, like a sky collapse, knocking Zhao Ting back a small step.

And then he turned his head back expressionlessly.

Seeing that his immature little face was mature and ruthless that did not match his age, Zhao Ting shook his fist and said with a smile: "The villain is quite strong." ”

The white-haired boy ignored his taunts, stretched out his hand forward, and said coldly, "The sword is coming." ”

As his words fell, the Falling Star Sword, which had been put into the box by Zhao Ting, suddenly vibrated and buzzed, responding to the call of the white-haired child.

Feeling that the Falling Star Sword looked like he couldn't wait to fly out of the box, Zhao Ting's face turned dark and he opened the box.

The Falling Star Sword groaned excitedly and flew happily towards the white-haired child.

It's just that.

When he was halfway through the flight, he was intercepted by Zhao Ting and pinched in his hand.

The Falling Star Sword writhed desperately, trembling, trying to break free from Zhao Ting's clutches, but in vain.

Zhao Ting lowered his head with a smile, looked at the Falling Star Sword in his hand that was like a child, and said in a gentle voice: "Don't make trouble, if you make trouble again, I will crush you and exile your body into eight pieces and exile to the void, you know?"

“......”

As soon as the words fell, the Falling Star Sword in his hand suddenly lost its sound, lying motionless in Zhao Ting's palm, like a dead thing.

This made Zhao Ting a little surprised: "I didn't expect you to understand human words with a sword." ”

Seeing the Falling Star Sword succumb to Zhao Ting's obscenity, the white-haired child's face suddenly turned red, and he felt as if he had been insulted.

He took a step forward, shuttled through the space to Zhao Ting, and punched out.

Bang!

Zhao Ting stood in place and did not dodge or dodge, and received his punch alive.

The body was smashed out of a small blood hole, but it quickly grew out under the derivation of spiritual power.

Zhao Ting stretched his neck, looked at the white-haired child and smiled: "Come on, you punch me, I'll punch you, see who dies first." ”

"Stand still. ”

After that, the body spontaneously combusted without wind, and a demonic purple lotus fire gushed out of his fist, and a punch smashed into the white-haired child's head.

Seeing this slow punch coming, a very dangerous feeling suddenly appeared in the white-haired child's mind.

He had a hunch that if he really stood still, something terrifying would happen in the next second.

So, he moved, and used the power of the "Spring Rain Domain" to teleport his body three zhang away.

Zhao Ting's punch missed.

Where the white-haired child had stood, the purple flames burned brightly, and even the space was not spared, and a large black hole was scorched.

Seeing such a terrifying result, the white-haired child secretly rejoiced in his heart, glad that he had dodged this punch.

When he looked back at Zhao Ting, he found that his face had changed and he had become gloomy.

"Why don't you follow the rules of the game?" Zhao Ting asked, walking towards the white-haired child, "Why don't you follow the rules of the game?"

Seeing that his expression gradually regained his calmness, the white-haired child was secretly vigilant, and with a movement of his heart, several starlights fell from the nine heavens, turning into a barrier in front of him, and at the same time, a purple starlight shone on Zhao Ting's body, and the range of starlight shrouded quickly shrank like a tide.

Zhao Ting broke the swept Starlight Prison with a punch, and walked slowly, his voice gradually rising: "Why don't you follow the rules of the game?"

The starlight barrier in front of him was smashed by him with his fist one by one, and the white-haired child was close to ***, and in the end, he was already roaring, and his expression was extremely hideous: "Why don't you follow the rules of the game?"

The white-haired child's "Spring Rain Domain" concealed needles in the cotton, like Dao sword light splashing on Zhao Ting's body, corroding and melting his body, and his flesh and blood were disappearing, leaving only a walking white skeleton.

Zhao Ting didn't seem to feel any pain, and was still walking towards him step by step.

The layer of fog that shrouded him cut off the power that affected the real world in the white-haired child's Dao.

It is the white-haired child who now has to face a problem, that is, with his current strength, it seems that he can't kill Zhao Ting.

Just a hesitation, Zhao Ting had already walked to his side.

The law was eroded, and even the space became extremely hard in an instant, as if it was solidified, making it impossible for the white-haired child to escape.

Then Zhao Ting pinched his neck like a chick and roared, "Why don't you follow the rules of the game?"

"Huh?"

A punch slammed into his head.

Bang!

The white-haired child's Heavenly Spirit Gai was unexpectedly hard, like the hardest gold and iron, and it was not smashed out of his brain by Zhao Ting's punch.

Zhao Ting didn't believe in evil "Huh", his fist was covered with a layer of dark flames, and another punch fell.

Boom!

His head was smashed and turned in one direction, but his eyes were still blinking, and his limbs were moving restlessly.

Seeing that the white-haired child was not dead, Zhao Ting suddenly became a little angry, and lifted the Falling Star Sword and slashed it with all his strength.

Now the white-haired child's head was cut off, and it rolled on the ground with a gurgling motion, and not a trace of blood came out.

As soon as his head fell, the white-haired child was paralyzed and completely immobile.

But feeling that his death was a little strange, Zhao Ting was still a little uneasy, and took out a big tripod with a golden light from the box.

It is the spirit soldier of the Bai family's town clan - Sun Yaoding.

On that day, he devoured the old ghost of the fog shadow, and accidentally obtained the memory of the old patriarch of the Bai family who was killed by the old ghost from the memory of the old ghost, and obtained the method of sacrificing the sun from the memory of the old patriarch of the Bai family.

Only then was he able to escape and get the Sun Peak.

Carrying a tripod foot, he slammed the white-haired child's head a few times with his solar tripod body, until his head was completely smashed into meat sauce, and then stopped.

"It seems that the head is not as hard as the spirit soldier after all!" Zhao Ting put away the Sun Yaoding, glanced at the corpse of the white-haired child, and said, "It shouldn't be reincarnated in the dirt now, right?"

Seeing the white-haired child's body lying motionless on the spot, Zhao Ting gradually relieved himself and looked down at his body that had revealed its white bones.

"It's going to be useless so soon," he sighed, "but it's not mine anyway, it doesn't matter." ”

"Just find another one. ”

Walking two steps, Zhao Ting suddenly felt something, and remembered the method of "exchanging blood" that the white-haired child said before he died.

"It seems that the higher the concentration of spiritual blood, the more suitable it is for my demonic spirit. Can you artificially create a pure-blooded spirit body?"

As soon as this thought popped up in his mind, Zhao Ting's heart suddenly fluttered, and his desire grew like a weed in his heart.

He wants to prove his ideas in practice.

But at this moment.

Inside the white-haired child's corpse, an almost condensed soul phantom suddenly flickered, and the speed of the phantom was extremely fast, and it only escaped nearly a hundred feet away in an instant.

From his body, there was a faint smell of unusually sweet and delicious smell, which made Zhao Ting suddenly have a seizure.

"Good fellow, you have condensed the true spirit. ”

He thought that the white-haired child had already cooled down, but who knew that he had already condensed his true spirit and had been hiding in his body without hair, just waiting for him to relax his vigilance and then take the opportunity to escape.

Can this keep him running?

Zhao Ting smiled coldly, stepped across the space, and came directly to the white-haired child's true spirit.

He was about to swallow his true spirit in one bite, but he saw that the white-haired child's true spirit was chanting something quickly, and a soft golden glow bloomed from the true spirit, excluding Zhao Ting and not taking half a step forward.

"Great moon god, please send down divine light to guide your devout believers. ”

As he chanted softly, a cold white light descended from the sky and shrouded the true spirit.

The existence of the underworld descended a great power to protect the true spirit of the white-haired child.

The faint moonlight, like the hardest barrier, stood in front of him.

The true spirit of the white-haired child gradually rode away with the wind, farther and farther away as the moonlight fell.

"We'll meet again. ”

From the provocative mouth shape of the white-haired child, Zhao Ting could distinguish this sentence.

He was furious.

How did the duck fly like this when it came to its mouth?

Enraged, the white bone body shimmered with a strange scarlet, and there were raging flames circulating on the surface of the body.

"Open!"

Zhao Ting looked up to the sky and roared, the "Demon Domain" descended, and the white bone law body instantly skyrocketed to a height of ten thousand zhang, and the boundless darkness enveloped everything, with the sky above his head and his feet on the ground.

Punch out at that connecting divine light!

Bang!

The intense energies collided with each other, and the divine light faltered, but finally stabilized.

The true spirit of the white-haired child was in the whirlpool of the storm, his little face was pale, and he no longer had the smugness he had before: "You...... How dare you make a move on the gods?"

Zhao Ting's expression was crazy, and he said coldly: "What kind of god, grab something from me, that is my enemy!"

"Destroy the Divine Light!"

A beam of golden light, as vast as the sea, slammed into the Divine Light at an incredible speed.

Rumble!

After the collision, the moonlight finally dissipated, leaving only a silver glow.

The white-haired child's true spirit did not hide the look of fear on his face, and he turned into a ray of light and wanted to escape, but Zhao Ting took a step forward, grabbed it directly in his hand, chewed it and swallowed it.

Before he could finish digesting it.

The darkness between heaven and earth was suddenly dispelled, and a beam of silver-white sky light sprinkled down, and in an instant, the wind and clouds surged, and the endless clouds and mist condensed a huge human face in the sky.

It was a woman's face that could be faintly distinguished, and her eyes were full of indifference.

As soon as the human face appeared, he stared at Zhao Ting, who had turned into a white bone law body, his lips moved, and he said lightly: "Die!"

As the voice of the human face fell, Zhao Ting could feel that a terrifying will in the dark penetrated the world barrier and was about to descend on him, making him feel a creepy feeling at this time.

Zhao Ting's Dharma Body shrank rapidly, and without thinking about it, he summoned Sun Yaoding and jumped in.

"Seal!"

He roared, and the Ding Domain opened instantly, enveloping the heaven and earth within a radius of a hundred miles.

At the same time, in the Ding Domain, he struggled to tear open a spatial rift and dodged into the inner world.

Bang!

No sooner had his front foot disappeared than the terrible will of his back foot smashed into his body.

This Sun Yao Ding, who has been guarding the Bai family for thousands of years, was shattered at this moment, and the Da Ding screamed, and the golden light dispersed, losing all spirituality.

And that divine will, at this time, has also reached the end of the strong crossbow, and it is no longer able to break through the space and chase after Zhao Ting, who is hiding in the inner world.

After staying in place for a while, it gradually dissipated.

The huge face in the sky snorted coldly, and his gaze passed through the space to look at where Zhao Ting was.

After staring for a while, it seemed that he had some scruples, and he stopped making a move, and his face turned into a cloud and gradually disappeared.

Sensing the movement of the outside world, Zhao Ting tore open the space again and appeared in the real world.

He glanced up at the sky as if he had realized something, and walked towards the ancestral land of the Zhou family.

......

Behind the ancestral land, a garden and water pavilion are between.

In a gazebo in the middle of the lake.

A black-robed middle-aged man was sitting on the edge of the pavilion with his eyes closed, not noticing that there was already an extra person beside him.

Seeing that he was cultivating so seriously, Zhao Ting had no choice but to squat down and pat his face, and said, "Hey, don't practice." ”

"Who?

The black-robed middle-aged man jumped up suddenly, his face full of anger. When he saw Zhao Ting in front of him, he was startled and asked, "Who are you?"

Zhao Ting didn't talk nonsense with him, and directly threw the head of the gray-robed old man who was killed by the ancestor of the Zhou family in front of him, and said, "I'm the one you can't afford to mess with." ”

"Listen to me, or he'll be your end. ”

The black-robed middle-aged man's gaze fell on the gray-robed old man's head, and a trace of disbelief flashed in his eyes, and he said, "You killed the second ancestor?"

Zhao Ting shook his head, took out the Falling Star Sword and a dragon-shaped jade pendant, and said, "I didn't kill him, it was your ancestor who killed him, but your ancestor was indeed killed by me." ”

"Well, this is your ancestor's jade pendant, which I took off from his corpse. This sword seems to be called the 'Falling Star Sword', you should recognize it, right?"

"Recognize ...... Recognize," the black-robed middle-aged man seemed to be shocked, and he was immersed in it for a while and couldn't extricate himself, only knowing that he nodded in agreement with a blank expression.

Zhao Ting coughed helplessly and said, "Now you know how powerful I am, right?"

The black-robed middle-aged man looked at him with a frightened expression, and nodded again and again: "I know, I know." ”

"Okay," Zhao Ting's eyes showed a satisfied look, "It's good to know, I will save a lot of effort, you go and call all the living clansmen of your Zhou family here now, I have something to ask you." ”

"Ah...... Huh?" the black-robed middle-aged man opened his mouth wide and looked at him with some resistance.

Seeing that he didn't want to cooperate, Zhao Ting sighed, and a ghostly light flashed in his eyes, tampering with his memory.

Then he said to the black-robed middle-aged man who had become very obedient: "Go, call all the living people here, and take your ancestor's jade pendant." ”

As he spoke, he threw the jade pendant to the black-robed middle-aged man.

The black-robed middle-aged man respectfully took it and turned to leave.

In less than a stick of incense, the island in the middle of the lake was full of people, mostly young men and women, and there were less than ten middle-aged people.

In total, there are about 60 people, both men and women, all of whom are well-groomed and graceful.

Everyone looked at the skeleton man sitting in the pavilion in front of them with a puzzled expression, not understanding why the Ancestor had called them here.

When everyone arrived, the field quieted down, but I saw the skeleton man slowly stand up, his eyes glowing with demonic blood stared at a young spirit man wearing a moon-white brocade robe, and muttered: "Good physical ......"