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Above the wilderness, the evening breeze is bleak, the stars are moving, and the sky is infinite.

Xiao Tian looked up at the boundless night, silent. A moment later, the wind-stirred robe made a hunting sound, hitting him on the cheek, Xiao Tian twitched the corner of his eyes, and slowly stretched out his hand and flicked it.

Following his gaze, a bright moon hung in the air, very round and large, round without flaws, too big to be real. In the moonlight, people look extraordinarily small, lonely, and lonely.

A layer of clear light fell silently, floating into the world in a fantasy world. Xiao Tian felt slightly cold, looking back at his shoulders, but found that a thin layer of frost fell on his body at some point, and the white cold crystal reflected the cool moonlight brilliance, with an inexplicable thought?

"Alas!"

Suddenly sighed, Xiao Tian's eyelashes moved, he closed his eyes gently, sniffed the cool air, and shook his head slowly, he has been outside for nearly two years, I don't know what is happening in the tribe now?

Golden blood, strange talents, that small tribe hides hidden deep secrets that no one knows, although they drove themselves away, but after all, it is hometown, I don't know at this time, are my parents okay? Are you alright, guys?

The scenes of my childhood flashed around my eyes, chasing and playing, crying and shouting, the 100,000 mountains in southern Xinjiang, the stubborn sister, the honest Kunzi, and the flat-faced... Great Elder!

Hum! At the moment when he thought of this name, Xiao Tian snorted heavily, opened his eyes suddenly, and a breathtaking light shot out of his eyes, the intoxicated look on his face disappeared, and he instantly became iron-blue.

The Broken Staff seemed to sense the anger in its master's heart, and let out a low "Weng" sound. The golden rod body flashed with a faint light, this magic weapon similar to Buddhism, under his sacrifice, it turned into a ghostly spirit, and I don't know if it was good or bad.

Xiao Tian's brows furrowed imperceptibly. At this moment, a familiar greeting came from the shadows, with a faint concern and a hint of banter:

"Ahem, Brother Tian, what are you doing here alone at night?"

Xiao Tian flicked his palm, and the Broken Staff fell silent, and he immediately turned his head to look.

Unable to hear the sound of footsteps, Song Yang walked out of the darkness under the moon, greeted him with a big grin, walked to Xiao Tian's side, and opened his arms, "Ah, Brother Tian, when you are not there, my little brother wants to kill you." ”

Xiao Tian pushed it away and said coldly: "I'll leave for a day, can you think like this?" I think it has ulterior motives! Say, what do you want to do? ”

Song Yang was stunned, rubbed his hands back, and then looked at him with bright eyes, and said, "That, I heard that you brought eleven women back from the bottom of the mountain, is it true?" ”

Xiao Tian rolled his eyes, "It's true." ”

"Ahh Song Yang exclaimed, but the joy on his face couldn't be hidden, and he said in a loud voice: "Brother Tian, Brother Tian, our brother has the best relationship, usually the younger brother is very good to you, but now... Ahem, reward me with a beautiful girl..."

"Don't think about it!" Xiao Tian waved his hand to interrupt him and smiled bitterly, "Originally, it was enough, and the brothers had a share, but after I came back, I went to pay attention to the old monster." As a result, ten of the eleven people were detained by him. ”

"That's it, it's so sad, I thought... Hey, wait, you say ten are detained? So there's another person, so I'm not..."

Xiao Tian glanced over coldly, "That's mine." ”

"Uh..."

Song Yang hung his head in frustration, scratched his scalp vigorously, muttered a few words in his mouth, as if he was angry, suddenly, he didn't know what to remember, his face returned to joy, and said, "Brother Tian, did you come back from the mountain to get some wine?" ”

Xiao Tian's body was shocked, and he suddenly turned his head, the light in his eyes flickered, and after a while, he regained his dark and deep expression.

Song Yang was stunned and muttered, "What's wrong?" Am I saying the wrong thing? ”

Xiao Tian was silent for a moment, and just when Song Yang thought he wouldn't answer, he slowly spoke, but said, "No, it's none of your business, I don't drink." ”

Song Yang was stunned, looked at him carefully, and muttered in his heart: The voice is strong, the shoulders are wide and the waist is thin, will such a strong young man not drink? Is it a man, oh my God, is Brother Tian a woman...

"Smack!"

Xiao Tian saw that his face was strange, and he was suddenly suffocated, the two were often together, he could roughly guess each other's thoughts, and immediately slapped him, glared fiercely, and said, "What are you thinking!" ”

As soon as the words came out, Xiao Tian was slightly stunned, feeling that this sounded so familiar, it seemed that the old monster often slapped himself at the same time as saying this.

The thin slap phantom appeared in front of him, waving it with darkness and pain, Xiao Tian subconsciously shuddered, and came back to his senses after a while: this is clearly a memory, he was afraid of being like this, and the pain that this old guy left for himself is really profound!

"His grandmother's miscellaneous... Belch. Habitually scolded, Xiao Tian's face suddenly became strange, and he recalled Mengjie's words in his ears, and was stunned for a while.

"Xiaotian, sister doesn't want you to become that vulgar..."

Xiao Tian's eyes flashed in front of him again: it was just a casual glance, but there was a faint disappointment and a trace of inexplicable affection.

"Sister Jie..."

Xiao Tian muttered softly, a little stupid for a while, and suddenly felt a little hot on his face, as if he was blushing, and hurriedly raised his hand and touched it. Thinking that Song Yang was still next to him, he said the word "Sister Jie" by mistake, and he wouldn't notice anything, right?

hurriedly turned his head to look, but found that the side was empty, and the evening breeze on the cliff was still howling, but Song Yang, who was still chatting just now, was gone.

Xiao Tian was stunned, and immediately relieved, this guy must have taken advantage of his stunned moment to leave quietly, but he didn't expect that his departure was quiet, and he didn't notice it at all.

"Void shadows... Cultivation is very fast. Xiao Tian touched his chin and said lightly, a strong light flashed in his eyes, and after a moment of silence, he let out a long roar: "You can't lose to others!" ”

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The moonlight is like water, and the essence is sprinkled. A trace of pure and misty cold air was sandwiched in the cool moonlight, forming a little frost, floating on the river and falling among the mountains.

On a large rock, Xiao Tian sat cross-legged, with one palm standing in front of him, the index finger and middle finger facing the sky, and the ring finger, thumb and little finger interlocked, pinched into a common sword fingering seal.

At the fingertips, layers of rich black qi were swirling, and the invisible yin and evil power was eroding his bones, "giving up the hook fingers, hurting the heavens and harmony", cultivating this powerful and ruthless technique is to bear the risk, and he is forbidden to suffer from the backlash of evil qi all the time.

His other palm grasped in the air, bringing up waves in mid-air that could not be detected by the naked eye, and the cold light mixed in the moonlight fell here, as if it was absorbed, and it was all ingested and concentrated in one place.

Suddenly, the palm of the void grasped condensed, pinched those cold rays and quickly applied them to the sword fingers of the other hand, and suddenly stopped half an inch away, but those cold rays fell onto the sword fingers under the action of external force.

"Sizzle~"

It was as if a fire had been poured on water, and the dark aura quickly subsided, and there was a slight sound in the air, and a faint smell of burnt paste wafted out.

Xiao Tian's face trembled, and beads of sweat the size of beans appeared from his forehead in an instant, across the corners of his eyes, cheeks, chin, and finally dripping down.

"Smack!"

Droplets of water dripped down on the fingers of the sword that were holding the law, cracking open with a crisp and small sound, and the world fell silent in an instant. Xiao Tian's face changed drastically, but he saw a black, much thicker aura suddenly emerge from the tip of the sword finger.

The black qi rolled out, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a cloud umbrella and covered the sky above Xiao Tian's head, and phantoms appeared in the black clouds, all kinds of crazy beasts, roaring with teeth and claws, or wailing in pain, a deep fear struck, shrouded in Xiao Tian's heart.

Xiao Tian's pupils shrank, and he retorted!

He hurriedly told himself to calm down, and then collected all the cold moonlight that could gather around him, and at the same time, in the black cloud and mist, a wild boar roared wildly, as if it had broken free from some prohibition, rushed closer, but bit Xiao Tian's finger fiercely.

The wild boar immediately collapsed into nothingness, turning into bits of fluorescence and completely disappearing into time, and although his fingers were unharmed, Xiao Tian gasped in pain.

"Sizzle! Evil retribution! When they bite into it, I lose a trace of it, and when they finish eating their fingers, I'm afraid they're going to gouge out their eyes! ”

Xiao Tian's cheeks turned pale, and he threw the cold moonlight into the black clouds, hoping that it would work.

Unexpectedly, the black clouds rolled for a while, and the cold light was like entering a bottomless pit, and after entering, there was no sound, which provoked the beast souls to be ferocious, roaring and roaring madly, impacting the prohibition of the netherworld.

Xiao Tian stared for a moment, and suddenly laughed miserably, "Retribution, I knew there would be such a day, I didn't expect it to come so quickly, I ......" He suddenly couldn't continue, Tianli Zhao's retribution is not happy, since he has done evil, what kind of face do you have to complain?

Xiao Tian was silent, and after a while, he raised his eyes and looked at the black clouds, only to see that the black clouds were getting thinner and thinner, but the fierce beasts inside were becoming more and more obvious, and it was estimated that the netherworld prohibition was about to be broken.

"Alas!" With a heavy sigh, Xiao Tian's face was gloomy, there was nothing to say about the coming of retribution, but he was a little unwilling. He thumped his chest hard, and when he wanted to say something to comfort himself, he suddenly paused, and took the string of skull pendants from his neck from the place where he started.

The pendant is run through by red silk threads, and there are three small skulls under a larger skull, like a small mountain, and like a seal, with a strange style. At this moment, the skull at the top of the eye socket flashed with a smart, strange red.

There was an explosion in mid-air, and all the black clouds dispersed, and countless beast souls seemed to have broken free from the imprisoned demons, roaring madly and rushing towards Xiao Tian.

The momentum was so loud that before it got close, a thick resentment swept in, and everywhere it passed, the ground lost its aura, the grass and trees died instantly, and even the rock seemed to have experienced thousands of years of time in an instant, and in Xiao Tian's stunned gaze, it weathered into sand.

The moonlight quietly dissipated, and the night fell into darkness again.

Xiao Tian was terrified, but before he could dodge, countless unjust souls came overwhelmingly, and the mountains and seas of souls overwhelmed him in an instant.

Endless despair, dark eyes, and crazy roars, wrapped Xiao Tian in it, this immature young man was hesitant at the moment, but there was a faint trace of expectation, he looked at the palm, the string of white skull pendants in the palm of his palm was still cold, but the jaws of the teeth moved lightly, as if grinning.

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In mid-air, a loud roar came from far and near, a black light fell, and the figure of the old monster was revealed, looking at the group of resentful spirits, with his cultivation, he couldn't help but shudder, and muttered: "My God, no wonder this kid's cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds, how many have you killed!! ”

An inaudible miserable scream came from the pile of resentful souls, and the old monster's face was cloudy, and after a while, he suddenly sighed, "Alas, I came a step too late, and I finally met a kid with the right temper, but I didn't expect it to be over like this, I would have been better to him if I had known... Well? ”

At this moment, a faint light suddenly shot out, and the old monster immediately sensed that something was wrong, and hurriedly looked into the unjust soul. saw Xiao Tian curled up, but his palm was holding a string of pendants upward.

For a moment, he actually felt that Sen Bai's skull was a little cute.

"In vain... Stinky boy! ”

The old monster's lips trembled, his eyes were blazing, and he suddenly pursed his mouth. The thin arm stretched out suddenly, the ten fingers were split together, and between the palms of the hands, only the sound of the wind was heard, and an illusory fan emerged and slowly opened?

The fan is painted with wind, clouds, Peng, and Yue, lifelike, and under the blessing of his different laws, it seems to be real.

The old monster held the fan in his hand and waved it vigorously. The wind was blowing from all directions, and the trees in the mountains and forests were swaying wildly by the wind, and the sand and rocks were rolling all over the ground.

The souls who are facing the wind are the first to bear the brunt, many of the souls with less resentment are blown away, and more are discharged by the wind, Xiao Tian is no exception, he is glad that he has a skull to protect his life, a fierce wind came to the surface, Xiao Tian only felt that his body was light, so he involuntarily rose into the air, spun a few times in the air in a daze, and fell heavily to the ground.

Bang!

"Retribution!" After a while, Xiao Tian gritted his teeth and stood up, it was not difficult to land smoothly with his skills, but the wind was strange, and his legs became weak after blowing, and if he was not careful, he fell face to the ground.

Xiao Tian rubbed his cheeks, then turned his head to look at the sky, but saw that at this time, the old monster was standing in the air, his beard and hair were all open, and the robe on his body was bulging, like an ancient wind god, majestic, and the fan was waving, invincible.

Countless unjust souls collapsed at the touch of a button, and there was no enemy with him, and they were turned into seven, seven, eight, and eight in a moment.

Xiao Tian was greatly envious, and suddenly remembered something, looked down at his fingers, but saw that his fingers were intact, but they were no longer the color of the previous forest. His face changed, and after a moment, he spoke, "Old monster..."

The old monster fell in mid-air, brushed the fan, looked at him carefully, and found that there were no missing arms and legs, so he immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said, "What's wrong?" Want to thank the old man? ”

"No," Xiao Tian shook his head, stretched out those two fingers with difficulty, and slowly spit out a paragraph from between his teeth, and said in a low tone: "Look, the evil qi is gone, and my hook finger..."

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