Luo rode his top hat and headed in the opposite direction, he came to a village, and saw that the ground was in a mess, corpses were all over the field, and the disciples of the "Zhongtian Sect" were killing those mortals who were dying, and they didn't even let go of those who couldn't move!

"Kill!"

Seeing Luo's arrival, a group of small minions rushed over frantically.

In their eyes, Luo saw a thirst for killing, and an extreme coveting of blood.

With a sweep of his senses, Luo found that this group of guys was wrapped in a layer of demonic barriers, and even their sea of consciousness was invaded by demonic barriers.

The jujube sword was sacrificed, a few understated sword rays, the figures swept by, their expressions were stiff one by one, the swords in their hands were all broken, and their bodies seemed to be pierced by countless sword intents, but they avoided all their vital points.

The wind was still, the dust fell, those trembling eyes turned back, and the demonic obstacles on their bodies were pulled by the silk threads and gradually fell off.

And the end of this silk thread is connected to Luo's chest and the mouth of the green spirit snake.

That's right, the Green Spirit Snake is using the power of the poison devouring bead to suck away the demonic obstacles attached to these people.

"Who is the rat generation, who dares to provoke my Zhongtian Sect?"

Another group of lost minds, thousands of them.

The leader was a black thin man, who looked a bit like Zhong Lingzong's Stygian Hu Zhuo.

But Lowe knew it wasn't him.

The Art of the Thousand Water Dragons!

Luo saw a vast crowd rushing over, this is a disciple of the Zhongtian Sect?

Why didn't he feel any joy in his heart, but was sad and sad, he didn't expect that in just a hundred years, the disciples of the Zhongtian Sect had been demonized and became murderous maniacs.

Thousands of water columns rose from the ground, and the water body dragon mouth, directly threw this group of bastards into the air, and in the case of losing gravity, the green spirit snake in Luo's chest soared up and sucked violently into the void.

In the void, layers of demonic qi peeled off and were swallowed by the green spirit snake into its mouth.

And that black boy turned into a black whirlwind, avoiding Luo's water dragon technique, and killed in anger.

Mad!

Luo's divine sense was swept away, he was just a late-stage cultivator of Immortal Fat, but he had already been eroded into his bones by the demonic barrier, and the ontological spirit in the sea of consciousness had already turned black.

A smile tugged at the corner of Luo's mouth.

Smile wryly.

His hand turned into a spiritual light phantom and went straight to meet him.

The ground burst open, the tornado wind subsided, and Luo's hand pinched his neck, and at the same time, a spiritual light passed through his body, and he was suddenly unable to move, leaving only a dull look.

Luo threw him to the ground, and after the green spirit snake burped, its body turned into a circle and wrapped around it.

This guy's demon barrier is deep, and he has faintly grown a demon root, and if he continues to kill, he may evolve into a demon slave.

It seems that there is a very hateful behind all this!

Luo Mu showed murderous intent and stared into the distance.

On the top of that mountain, in a scorched black cloud, a fierce sword qi flew in.

Whew, a hundred miles of sword.

Luo easily blocked it with the jujube sword, but the person who could step on the wind from the top of the mountain made his brows furrow.

"Easy Zhang, why are you!"

Although he exudes a fiery demonic aura on his body, his body and face can be easily opened, and Luo will never forget it in his life.

"Ji Luo, you're good, you've disappeared for a hundred years, and now you still want to come back as a hero? Let me tell you, the Zhongtian Sect doesn't welcome you!"

It is easy to point at the tip of Luo's nose.

opened his mouth and shouted angrily at Thistle, obviously, hatred was like iron.

"I retreat to break through the immortal bone stage, and you don't know that the time to break through the cultivation is not controlled by yourself at all. ”

Lowe explained vigorously.

"I'm good, you're good enough to achieve the Immortal Bone Stage, where can you end us? The Middle Heavenly Sect is surrounded by people from the Seven Great Sects, where are you?

The disciples of the Middle Heaven Sect were slaughtered, and when you and your ancestors were severely humiliated and ridiculed for eighteen generations, where are you......"

The more Zhang spoke, the more excited he became, and the demonic energy on his body actually ignited a blazing black fire.

"I thought that only by becoming stronger could I protect you?" Luo buried his head in a low voice, he didn't know how many times the Zhongtian Sect had been encircled and suppressed in a hundred years, and how many times Yi Zhang had been injured!

"Fart! you're all for yourself!"

Yi Zhang shouted, the sword in his hand was wrapped around the demonic fire, and he slashed towards Luo.

Luo felt a force beyond the Immortal Fat Period, and he reached out to sacrifice a wall of fire, blocking the sword qi that was easy to open, and at the same time flew backwards.

The brain was spinning rapidly, Luo couldn't figure it out, it was easy to open, how could he have the power to surpass the immortal fat stage?

Could it be that he has already broken through to the Immortal Bone Stage?

That's impossible!

Rumble!

A fist entwined with black fire smashed down in the air.

Luo stretched out the jujube sword to block it, but who knows, the jujube sword shattered, and the fist wind spread, burning on Luo's arm.

The Yuan Bone Pill in Luo's body erupted with a layer of spirit patterns, bounce all of them away.

Immortal Bone Stage Strength?

It turned out to be the power of the Immortal Bone Stage!

Luo stared at Yi Zhang, the punch he made just now obviously still had the power of heaven and earth, although it was only a trace of it.

However, only the power of the Immortal Bone Stage could break through Luo's protective aura.

The jujube sword was broken, and Luo Cai had to sacrifice the Hengkun sword.

The opponent is easy to open, he can't be ruthless, but it's easy to open his eyes and turn red, and he will make a move.

Golden Pupil Technique!

Luo's eyes shot a golden light, right in the middle of his eyebrows.

The center of the eyebrows is the door of the sea of meaning.

Luo unexpectedly saw that the sea of Yihai, which was easy to open, had grown a demon tree, and his ontological spirit was tied by the vines of the demon tree, and one of the vines was deeply rooted in the back of the spirit of the spirit, continuously injecting demonic thoughts.

Wipe!

It turns out that it is easy to be controlled!

Lo was annoyed and angry!

Psychic Will, Split!

Xiao Yiling stepped on the void light and fled.

At this time, the fist of demon fire that was easy to open attacked again, and it was even more violent than the blow just now.

A black dragon phantom roars and catches it!

Luo's Hengkun sword buzzed, and a sword intent directly slapped the easy fist and blasted him away!

Whew, the fist that is easy to open is strong, it is the original golden scale dragon arm, and it has turned into today's demon fire dragon arm. It is full of power, even if the immortal fat period is complete, it will be difficult to resist his blow.

Keluo, it is the immortal bone period, the immortal bone that is serious, in fact, the immortal fat period is comparable.

Xiao Yiling took advantage of the ease of being unprepared and jumped into his eyebrows.

It was easy to open his body for a moment, and his eyes were burning again.

Luo's aura struck the ground, and at the same time, the white water jets gushed out in unison, stabbing Yi Yi in it.

The Art of the Eight Directions Water Prison!

Eight is eight spirit shells, flashing in the water prison, divided into eight directions, stacked on the left and right, intertwined with spiritual light, and the water column to form a cage. It will be easy to get trapped.

Unable to move outside, in the sea of meaning, Luo's little Yiling is wrestling with his ontological Yiling.

Xiao Yiling took the small golden dagger and flew away, trying to cut off the vines behind him.

The black spirit that can be easily opened frantically waved out the Dao Demon Fire, and the green tendons on his arms burst out, and his eyes are like pools of blood in a black hole.

The Demon Tree was rooted in the easy-to-open Sea of Consciousness, constantly absorbing energy, causing his ontological spirit to expand sharply, and the demon flames flew into the sky fiercely, not giving Luo's little spirit a chance to get close at all.

It seems that there is no way, Luo's figure is windless and automatic, and he stands in front of the water prison in an instant.

The small points of light in his sea of consciousness suddenly blaze, and the golden pupils of his eyes shot straight into the sea of consciousness that was easy to open.

Suddenly, the easy-to-open Yihai was rolling angrily, like a tide and a storm, and the golden light suddenly occupied half of his Yihai space, and continued to crush inward.