The dust and smoke dissipated, and Zuo Ye, who was guarded by dozens of skeleton ghosts, looked indifferent, and a trace of golden flame flickered in his starry eyes, ingesting half of the heavenly power, and it was also a reappearance of the apocalypse in front of everyone. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info [Burning ^ Wen ^ Book Library] []. [774] [buy]. Some disciples who barely suppressed their inner demons suddenly erupted, their hearts burned, their eyes were empty, and their hatred died.

Zuo Ye is not a murderer, but today's events are far from over. "Obliterate, Skeleton Ghost!" Zuo Ye gave the order, and then watched coldly, with an indifferent look without a trace of emotion. In fact, at this time, he was invaded by the ghostly ghost qi and was infected with the ghost qi obsession, and a killing intent of ten thousand ghosts crying in his heart grew in the bottom of his heart.

The white bones obeyed Zuo Ye's orders, and all the strange tricks were displayed, and they came to kill. The disciples of the Tingchao Sect led by Zhang Zhixin were ready for battle. Although I don't know what demon method Zuo Ye used to summon so many white bone skeletons to attack and kill him, the strength of this group of skeleton ghosts cannot be underestimated, most of them are the combat power of the refining realm, and even there are three of them in the Xuangong realm. And the strongest on their side is nothing more than Zhang Zhixin, a three-palace realm.

The skeleton ghost brandished a bone knife and rammed towards the disciples of the Listening Chao Sect. There is no defense for them, only killing, and it is their destiny to fulfill the orders of their masters.

Even if it is a disciple of the Tingchao Sect who has actual combat experience, he will be robbed of his mind in the most cruel and primitive killing. The first attack ended with the loss of three disciples of the Tingchao Sect, but this kind of killing was only the beginning. Only a few people in Zhang Zhixin came back to their senses under the breath of blood, narrowly avoided the flying bone arrows, and then launched a counterattack. In fact, this is a one-sided massacre without suspense. Despite the resistance, under the crush of a group of killing skeletons, it was nothing more than a splash of dust, which was insignificant.

Zhang Zhixin's eyes were full of blood and tears, and his mouth full of silver teeth was about to be crushed. This group of skeletons and ghosts who don't know where they came from can't be broken or killed, and even if their skeletons are scattered, they can be combined at will and then put into battle again with a new image.

"It's fucking up!" Zhang Zhixin ignored his fellow brothers who fell in a pool of blood. At this point in the killing, thinking about how to get out of the way is king. Dead friends do not die poor, and only by living can they have the qualification for revenge.

kicked away the junior brother who was used by him to block the arrow just now, and Zhang Zhixin caught a glimpse of Zuo Ye outside the battle circle out of the corner of his eye, he was the initiator of all this.

If it weren't for him, the opportunity on the altar would have been his;

If it weren't for him, his brother wouldn't have died.

If it weren't for him, he would have grabbed Yue Bing and played with him under his crotch;

"It's him, it's all him!" It's not that he wants to capture the thief and capture the king first, it's just that Zhang Zhi's faith is attacking his heart and eroding his reason. The breath of the riot forced the three skeleton ghosts that surrounded him to bounce away, and their bodies rose from the ground and killed the left night.

"Bastard to death!"

Yue Bing was shocked that Zhang Zhixin actually had the strength to fight under the encirclement and suppression, and she couldn't see that the key to summoning the skeleton ghost was to see Zuo Ye, if there was an accident in Zuo Ye, then the skeleton ghost would also be forced back to the ghost world.

It's just that Zuo Ye, who was attacked by the ghost qi, is now in a strange situation, and he has no ability to dodge at all. Zhang Zhixin's explosive power is already comparable to the late stage of Xuangong, even if Yue Bing makes a move, he is not sure to clamp it.

The clothes torn by the wind indicate that the killing machine is coming. Zuo Ye didn't move, not because he didn't want to move, but because he couldn't.

Zhang Zhixin laughed wildly like a madman, in his eyes, Zuo Ye was an ant who let him fish and flesh, and he could kill him 10,000 times with just a snap of his fingers. Under the temptation of the demons, Zhang Zhixin's momentum and cultivation climbed to the peak, but it came to an abrupt end at this time.

'Thorny'

Like the sound of tearing up the tapestry, Zhang Zhixin only felt that his body was cold for a while, and the originally vigorous mana was withdrawn from his body little by little as if absorbed by death. The two of them were close at hand, but his originally fast figure had to hover in mid-air, and the sword in his hand was only an inch away from Zuo Ye's neck. The knife swept across the border, bringing a raging and bloody wind, and all that drifted away was a few green silks that were cut off.

'One inch, as long as it is one ......inch closer' was pierced by five sharp bone spurs, propped up in mid-air. Zhang Zhixin's pupils were dilated, and the long-lost tiredness came to him. The demon that had been bewitching him quietly retreated into the shadows the moment he failed, and his ears seemed to hear its rampant and treacherous laughter.

Yue Bing suddenly felt that the temperature around her had dropped to freezing, and the seven-year-old child, who she had long regarded as a demon god, had already opened her cold eyes. The underworld seems to have opened the gates, and the dark soul has been released.

The ashes of the collapsing altar swirled in the breeze, the light of the dark green array spread like ghostly fire, and a huge skull bone summoned from behind the left night.

Zuo Ye stood in the wind, turned his head and looked at Zhang Zhixin, who was nailed in the air by bone spurs. Those were eyes without a trace of emotion, and even the dying Zhang Zhixin would shudder at those eyes.

Without any conversation, Zuo Ye took Zhang Zhixin's butcher's knife.

"Death is not the end, but sinking!"

The extremely indifferent tone, accompanied by the sound of human heads falling to the ground, sprayed thin blood on the ground, and the scene was extremely bloody. At this point, the disciples of the Tingchao Sect who entered the Wind and Fire Forest Mountain Realm were all wiped out.

The skeleton ghost swept away the ring on the disciples of the Tingchao Sect, and also found a witch god bone jade in Zhang Zhixin's arms. Zuo Ye played with the ancient jade that was as warm as water in his hand, and just now a skeleton ghost told him that this bone jade actually contained the power of ghosts and gods, but this power was not complete, and it seemed that this bone jade was incomplete.

"Come out!" Summoning the skeleton ghost back to the ghost realm, Zuo Ye rested against the giant tree, and a broken bone popped out of his hand, shooting out and nailing straight in front of Yue Bing. When Zhang Zhixin appeared, he found Yue Bing hiding behind a tree.

It's just that he didn't sense the killing intent on Yue Bing's body, otherwise there would be an extra life under the skeleton ghost's bone knife.

Yue Bing was not frightened by the broken bones, but wondered how he was discovered by this guy who seemed to have no cultivation. The soft waist twisted, and the ice was like a moon shadow, falling a foot away from the left night.

Zuo Ye, who closed his eyes and recuperated, opened his eyes and looked at Yue Bing, goose egg face, Flo condensation, green dai eyebrows, a little red lips, clear eyes like a bright moon, long hair and waist like clouds like a waterfall, and a slender waist can be held by Yingying, but Erba Fanghua made Zuo Ye's ancient Jing Bubo's eyes with a touch of amazement.

"How did you find me?" Facing Zuo Ye, Yue Bing was not stupid enough to treat him as a seven-year-old child. In the Southern Thousand Regions, there are many ancestors or old demons who have practiced magic skills, and they all have the method of rejuvenating or rejuvenating. Maybe Zuo Ye is what a thousand-year-old demon looks like after taking it away, and if that's the case, she can't be allowed to act carelessly.

The left night was just a glimpse, and then it returned to its dullness. "Next time Tibetans remember to stand on their side...... It's too prominent. As he spoke, his eyes were still unscrupulously patrolling over the ice ** and **. Even if Yue Bing Dao's heart is firm, he can't help but blush with Zuo Ye's eyes.

Yue Bing, who was born with a delicate body, is known as the top ten beauties in the Southern Thousand Regions, but the giant tree hiding is as thick as three people hugging, and no matter how prominent her figure is, it is not so exaggerated. Apparently Zuo Ye didn't want to tell her the truth.

The two were silent for a moment, and finally Yue Bing couldn't bear it anymore and asked, "You just performed a psychic technique, right?" ”

"How so?"

"If it is an ordinary summoning technique, it is impossible to communicate with the blessing of the power of the other world." Moreover, didn't you say the words of psychic summoning yourself, Yue Bing expressed contempt for Zuo Ye's knowingly questioning, but these words could not be said yet.

In fact, when it comes to spiritism, Zuo Ye is really surprised. I still remember that the giant skeleton ghost appeared in Qianskull Mountain, and when he noticed that the altar was attacked, Zuo Ye no longer hesitated to decide to contract with this giant skeleton ghost. It's just a protrusion of mutation, and the pattern of the contract that was originally laid down by Zuo Ye has inexplicably expanded countless times under the effect of the fishing array, and the Dao pattern has been hooked and fused along the veins of the Thousand Skull Mountain. All the skeletons reverted to a pile of bones with an inexplicable scream. Later, Zuo Ye Zhinian suddenly had an inexplicable connection with Thousand Skull Mountain.

Therefore, his psychic contract is not a single skeleton ghost, but the entire Thousand Skull Mountain.

In the realm of psychic space, Zuo Ye is not the first person. But with his realm, it is enough to say that he is amazing.

However, when Zuo Ye's strength is not enough to protect himself, he will not say it to anyone. It has nothing to do with the scheming city, but when you don't have the strength to keep the secret, the more you know, the closer you are to danger.

"You know quite a lot, which family are you a disciple?" Zuo Ye decided not to let her hold on to herself too much, so he pointed the finger at the other party.

Yue Bing was so clever that he didn't know Zuo Ye's intentions, but he couldn't figure out the details of Zuo Ye, so he didn't want to anger the other party, so he had to answer: "I am a disciple of the Guanghan Palace in the Southern Thousand Domains, and when I went out to practice, I found a teleportation array with my senior sisters in the sect, and I arrived in this small world. ”

"Southern Thousand Domains?" Zuo Ye nodded, although he accidentally crossed the ice, he didn't think that the entrance to this small world was only Yuhuangjing.

"Alright, don't be wary of each other." Left night rested for a while, got up, and planned to leave. Unexpectedly, Yue Bing reflexively jumped back and took a big step, pinching the magic trick in his hand, looking ready to fight at any time. Helplessly, Zuo Ye had no choice but to wave his hand, "I have no ill will towards you, I'm leaving, sister, you can play slowly alone." ”

As he spoke, Zuo Ye turned around to leave. Yue Bing was secretly annoyed that Zuo Ye was old-fashioned, but seeing that he was really leaving, he hurriedly asked inexplicably: "That...... I don't know what your name is yet? ”

"I" Zuo Ye didn't look back, but when he was about to answer, a flash of inspiration suddenly occurred in his mind. The body seemed to be struck by lightning, and across the torrent of years, I saw a strange scene.

Under the night moon, the stream reflected the moonlight, shining on the long-haired boy sitting alone in a secluded place.

"Just call me Tu Su!"

In the darkness, the bright starry eyes covered by the broken hair on the forehead, as well as the evil smile, all made Zuo Ye feel very familiar.

"My name is Tu Su!" The ghost blurted out the left night by mistake.

"There Are Immortals"