Chapter 1007: The Book of Qin Sounds (2)

The two hideous skulls had a big mouth, and directly tore and bit the crystal things that flew in, each of them half of them swallowed the sharp teeth and shook them, chewing them to smash in an instant, and then they were already in front of Ye Gushan, and the silver teeth and sharp teeth were already dazzling.

But at this moment, a black ghost fire suddenly ignited in the skull, at first there was only a trace of slender flame, but then it broke out directly, and the black flame was like a feather, and in an instant, it was directly spread all over the two skulls.

A terrible wail resounded through the sky in an instant, and the black ghost fire burned like a feather, directly enveloping the two skulls in an instant, just in the blink of an eye, the hideous and terrifying skulls disappeared into the sky, as if they had never appeared.

"Black Lin Evil Fire!" The black-robed Saint Ancestor couldn't help but sigh lightly after seeing the two skulls collapse.

Ye Gushan coincidentally obtained a wisp of black lin evil fire a hundred years ago, and he got it out of danger, and his body couldn't help but flee directly towards Lizhou City.

When the black-robed Saint Ancestor wanted to chase after him again, it was already too late, because the Qin Yin Shangxian was already in front of him, and he was looking at him with indifferent eyes.

At the same time, the divine power exerted by the white-robed Holy Ancestor did not kill Yun Qingyang, the sect leader of the Yulan Sect, and at this time, Yun Qingyang's pale face had already fled, but he had just lost a right arm in exchange for the price.

The white-robed Holy Ancestor's magic powers, the running black-haired giant was also like a broken bamboo just now, ignoring any magic weapon sent by Yun Qingyang, and directly clasped his palms together to pinch it violently, but was blocked by Yun Qingyang's substitution of the secret technique.

It turned out that at the moment of clenching, Yun Qingyang saw that neither magic weapons nor spells could get him out of danger, so he ruthlessly cast the secret technique of the Yulan Sect 'Substitution Technique', and his body seemed to be pinched and exploded by the black-haired giant, but in fact, it was all Yun Qingyang's arm, and his body instantly moved to a hundred zhang away.

"Being able to escape in the hands of the Holy Ancestor Elder is worthy of being the sect master of the ten major sects!" On the battle boat, Jun Mo couldn't help but nod and praise.

Lin Ruoli glanced at Jun Mo Killing, but in his heart, he was always vigilant against this prince of the demon clan, although it seemed that he was just the peak of the Condensing Realm, but it always made Lin Ruoli feel an inexplicable danger, and the transmission that the white-robed Holy Ancestor had just made before he left was undoubtedly making himself wary of this person.

"The sect master of the Northern Five Sects, of course, is not comparable to the ordinary Purple Mansion Realm!" Lin Ruoli said softly.

At this time, except for Lin Ruoli on the battle boat, all of them were demon cultivators such as Jun Mo Kill, and these demon cultivators were all Jun Mo Kill's henchmen, because Lin Ruoli had already killed many demon powerhouses before, so in the hearts of these demon people, they didn't have much good impression of Lin Ruoli.

The appearance of the two immortals, Shujuan and Qinyin, directly stopped the two Demon Clan's Holy Ancestor Elders, allowing Yun Qingyang and Ye Gushan to get out, the four of them are all strong people in the realm of life and death, and the cultivation they have is monstrous, and the corners will make the wind and clouds change.

The immortal on the scroll held an ancient book in his hand, its pages were yellowed and somewhat broken, it looked very shabby and ordinary, and it strode forward, and it spanned a hundred zhang in one step, and went directly towards the white-robed Holy Ancestor between laughs.

The dilapidated ancient book in his hand turned by itself, and countless golden words flashed on its pages, and the word sword was coldly said in the mouth of the immortal on the scroll, and in an instant, the ancient book in his hand trembled, and two golden rays of light directly poured out of it.