"You ......"

After saying such a word, Feng Yi's words were interrupted by Luo Bing's cold words, "There is a difference between men and women, and I hope that the son will be self-respecting." ”

Feng Yi vaguely guessed something.

"She has become Elder Luo Bing of the Heavenly Sword Sect again. ”

Why this is happening, Feng Yi doesn't know.

Just as he was about to say something, he heard a loud "ah" from the left.

He hurriedly turned his head to look, but saw that the short and fat man had torn a gap in the golden light and rushed out from within.

The strong wind is huohuo, the gang is in a hurry, and the fierce power of the Xuan Realm Xuan Xiu is rushing to the face.

Feng Yi was shocked and changed color, and hurriedly waved his knife to slash his head.

The knife went into the flesh, but the short and fat man didn't seem to feel the pain.

He opened his mouth and screamed, and the cry was terrible.

The short body trembled to the ground, and turned into gray-white dry bones. The bone joints were broken, and the two dry bone arms rushed forward from the body, and they were grabbed by Fengyi radially.

The phalanges are sharp, like arrows. There is a lot of evil circulating on it, and it is also contaminated with a thick demonic aura.

"What is this?"

Feng Yi was suspicious, but he didn't have time to think too much.

I had the intention to close the knife to block the two dry bone arms that flew in, but I heard a strange sound of "click", and the bones of the short and fat man actually hung down a fat skull, opened his big mouth, and bit the knife.

The jaw is retracted, and the blade of the sword is broken.

The fangs were staggered, and there was a "click" sound, and the broken blade of the Xuandao was chewed into fine dust by the skull's fangs, and it fell to the ground along its empty throat.

It's all slow, but it's only in a moment.

By the time the Xuandao was broken, the two dry bone arms had already flown in front of Feng Yi.

The big hand opened and grabbed Feng Yi's left and right shoulders respectively.

The five fingers are closed, and the skin is broken and the flesh is minced.

The severe pain hit the heart, and Feng Yi broke out in a cold sweat. Hurriedly gritted his teeth and pulled back the broken Xuandao.

Horizontally pulled himself, and suddenly his bones and fingers fell.

After getting rid of the shackles, Feng Yi did not stop there. The Xuandao rushed out, and he had already used the wind-chasing knife technique, slashing at the dry bones that the short and fat man had turned into.

At the same time, screaming is frequent.

One after another, male and female eccentrics rushed out of the darkness on the left and right.

The golden light shines brightly, and the dry bones are scattered.

"Click" sounded, and Qi attacked Feng Yi. The momentum is divergent, and it is actually the cultivation of the Xuan Realm.

Feng Yi fights a dry bone alone, and he still has some strength left. Fighting two bodies in a row, I already feel unbearable.

There are more and more people who can break out of the darkness, and there are more and more dry bones.

Feng Yi fought hard, and the wind-chasing knife technique slashed wildly.

At this moment, a sword aura suddenly swept by.

As far as the sword qi came, the dry bones were shattered into powder and covered the ground.

"What are you doing with them?

Luo Bing's cold voice came from behind him, Feng Yi shook the Xuan Dao, and after swinging away a dry bone, he hurriedly pulled back.

When he arrived beside Luo Bing, he saw her commanding the dance with her right hand, remotely controlling the sword, and rampage through the pile of dry bones.

The sword qi was very thin, very powerful, and the dry bones were broken one after another, but they were never broken.

It seems endless.

Feng Yi frowned, and hurriedly turned his head to look behind him.

Through the golden light, he saw a blue-gray stone wall at the end of the Golden Avenue thirty feet away behind him. There was a tightly closed stone door on the stone wall, and the gap was so large that it seemed to be easily pushed open.

Thinking about the altar map, Feng Yi recognized the route and shouted, "Retreat to the stone gate." ”

After that, retreat towards the stone gate first.

Luo Bing is no longer Shen Xuan, the young master of the Yulin Sect, she is now the Luo Bing Elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

It is not difficult to deal with these dry bones who only have the cultivation of the Xuan Realm.

Feng Yi didn't worry much about her safety, ran to the stone gate, and hurriedly reached out to push it.

A push was fruitless, and the stone gate did not move.

"Can't push it away?"

Feng Yi was anxious in his heart, and added a little more strength.

But no matter how hard he tried, Shimen just didn't move.

"Is there a mechanism?"

Feng Yi hurriedly swept left and right, and before he could find the mechanism to open the door, he saw that Luo Bing had already flashed over.

Reach out your delicate left hand and press it on the bluestone stone door.

With a slight force, the sound of "click" started.

The stone door was wide open, and there was a dark passage inside.

Feng Yi raised his eyebrows, feeling bad in his heart.

But the danger is behind, and he can't be tolerated.

Subconsciously reached out to pull Luo Bing, but only touched the void.

The fragrant wind swept past in front of his snort, and Luo Bing had already floated into the corridor.

Feng Yi sighed slightly, followed closely behind, and dodged in.

Luo Bing pressed his left hand lightly in the air, and the "click" sound started again, and the stone door closed.

A dry skeleton took advantage of the closed void of the stone door to burrow in, but only half of it entered, and the remaining half was crushed into powder by the closed stone door and scattered in the darkness.

The dry bones fell to the ground, and Feng Yi's hand fell with a knife, cutting it into dust.

Looking back behind him, although there was no light, the darkness could no longer stop Xuan Xiu's eyes.

There is no need for light, Feng Yi can also see the details of the road. It is about one zhang wide and ten zhang long.

There is a stone gate at the end, and on the other side of the stone gate is the hall where Master Xin Li is located.

Feng Yi was excited and ran towards the stone gate.

There was another scream behind him, Feng Yi hurriedly turned around and looked, just as he saw Luo Bing controlling the sword light, slashing out of his body.

The sword light slashed the bluestone ground into smoke and dust, and inside the smoke, the broken corpses of foot-long centipedes fell in all directions.

Black blood flowed, and on the back of the centipede, there were patches of gray-black feathers.

The feathers are small, but the lines on them are very detailed.

Feng Yi only glanced at it and recognized what kind of centipede it was.

"Aconitum feather aconitum ......"

He screamed in surprise and hurriedly reminded: "This is the feather aconitum citede, which is highly poisonous, and it is difficult to get rid of this poison without the four-grade antidote pill." ”

At the same time as the reminder, I suddenly heard the sound of crawlers moving around me.

Looking around, I saw a dense patch, large and small feather aconitum citedes coming in groups.

The Aconitum Aconitum is a famous person on the list of poisons in Yizhou, and if it is bitten, it is a strong person in the seventh step of Xuan Xiu's habitat, and it is difficult to get rid of the toxin with its own Yuan Force. It is necessary to take at least four or more grades of detoxification pills to completely eliminate the toxicity.

This poisonous drama is enough to make hundreds of millions of Xuan Xiu frightened.

However, the feather aconitum is extremely rare, and it is difficult to find one. But here, how can there be so much older?

While Feng Yi was frightened, he was busy swinging the Xuandao and slashing his body.

The thin feathers opened, like hundreds of small wings, and a large piece of feather aconitum beetle soared up and swooped in.

Feng Yi's knife method is constantly changing, or chopping or chopping, or cutting or picking, and doing his best.

Although the flying speed of the feather aconiteworm is fast, Feng Yi's knife technique is faster.

But helplessly, the other party is superior to the number of 'people', and he has killed this one, and that one has flown forward.

Pulling out and swinging, another seventeen or eighteen have swooped in.

After all, Feng Yi only had one Xuandao and two arms, so how could he be so airtight?

A slight flaw was exposed, and a half-foot-long feather aconitum beetle found an opportunity and rushed into the knife light.

The small but sharp fangs bit on Feng Yi's neck, and while the severe pain hit his heart, a thick black gas invaded Feng Yi's body.

The black gas entered his body, and Feng Yi couldn't help but be stunned.

"Not poison?"

The black qi that entered the body was not the toxin of the feather aconiteworm, but the resentful qi that Feng Yi was very familiar with.

It's counterintuitive, very counterintuitive.

Feng Yi moved to look forward, but saw that in the sword light, there was also a puff of black qi on Luo Bing's ankle that was rapidly ascending, which was also resentful.

Puzzled, Feng Yi lost his mind for a while, and was bitten by several feather aconitum beetles everywhere around his body.

The resentful spirit struck, and Feng Yi was single-minded and multi-purpose. The Xuandao in his right hand danced wildly, knocking down all the feathered aconitum beetles that flew and devoured them.

At the same time, he drummed up the Yuan Force and rushed towards the resentful qi that invaded his body.

The resentment is very peculiar, although it belongs to the young yin, the fire of life burns it inexhaustibly.

And no matter how Feng Yi urges Yuan Li, he can only suppress it, and it is difficult to force it out of his body.

As a last resort, this time I can only use the old method to force the resentful qi that enters the body into the broken dantian.

The resentment was fierce and ferocious, and the backlash was slaughtered, and it was slightly difficult for Yuan Li to suppress it.

But fortunately, I finally did my best.

While Feng Yi breathed a long sigh of relief, his left hand was not idle, his five fingers were stretched out, and the ghost door in his palm suddenly appeared.

"Are they not demonic?"

Feng Yi speculated, although there was no resentment in the air.

But I can't care so much, let's try it first.

The ghost door is wide open, and the suction vomits wildly.

The screams of "whirring" are like fingernails rubbing against the smooth crystal surface, harsh and disorienting.

This is the cry of the feather aconitum cite, which has the effect of swaying people's hearts.

At the same time as the cry diverged, pieces of feather aconitum beetles suddenly surged towards Feng Yi's left palm.

When it was three feet away from the palm of his hand, there was a "bang" sound and exploded into clouds of black smoke.

The black smoke is the breath of resentment. It's just that the resentment is much tighter than the ordinary, and it doesn't diverge outward, so Feng Yi didn't smell the resentment in the air.

"Hoo ......"

Like the wind and clouds, in just an instant, thousands of feather aconitum beetles were all sealed and banned by the ghost gate.

Every time a feather aconiteworm is banned, there will be a trace of resentment that evades the attraction of the ghost gate and invades Feng Yi's body.

Feng Yi naturally noticed it, but the speed at which the Ghost Gate was devouring the ban was too fast, and he couldn't react at all.

By the time a thought was over, there was no longer a single feather aconitum in the corridor.

It's too fast, countless times faster than banning evil spirits.

Feng Yi's heart trembled, secretly worried.

There is only a small trace of resentment left by each feather aconitium, but it can't hold up the large number.

Water droplets converge into streams, streams converge into rivers, and rivers converge into oceans.

Wang Yang invaded Feng Yi's limbs and hundreds of remains, and the black qi was filled, and he rushed to attack the heart of the Jiang Palace.

Feng Yi hurriedly crossed his knees on the ground, controlled the Yuan Force and the Fire of Life, and fought back violently.

But after all, it has no effect.

The resentment left behind by these feather aconitum beetles is too huge.

Once the confrontation began, the Yuanli army collapsed.

Although the fire of life also strictly guarded the palace, roaring and shouting. But the anger of resentment passed by, and it seemed to be unconscious.

The roar is just useless, and the anger of resentment has taken over the heart, and then the spiritual platform.

Feng Yi's consciousness was forced to be pressed into the Jiang Palace, and he relied on each other with the fire of life, with Xiaoding, and with his heart, and it was difficult to move an inch.

"Luo Bing...... Quickly seal my acupuncture passage, go to the next palace to save my master......"

Feng Yi hurriedly shouted at the moment before the whole body was lost.

But before he finished shouting, his mind had been locked in the palace, and it was difficult to control his body.

"Who to save?" Luo Bing lowered his hand and pointed at his right calf, and the Yuan Force passed through his body, shaking away a trace of resentment that had invaded his body.

Then he raised his head, looked at Feng Yi, and asked in a cold voice.

But she couldn't wait for Feng Yi's answer, all she waited for was a pair of bloody eyes that Feng Yi opened after turning into a demon.

The secret technique of burning blood, controlled by the demon heart, is automatically triggered.

In the palm of his left hand, the ghost door was wide open, and a majestic resentful aura rushed out, rushing towards Feng Yi's body, adding even more demonic power.

"Giggle......

The strange cry exclusive to the evil spirit, emanating from the self-styled tumbling throat, fell into Luo Bing's ears, making her frown.

"You ......"

Before a word could be spoken, Feng Yi had already flashed and flew over.

Luo Bing is also worthy of being a Xuan Xiu of the Sea Realm, whether it is his reaction ability or his explosive power in an instant, he is very comparable.

Seeing the magic power rolling wildly, he hurriedly drew the sword light obliquely, and stabbed in front of him.

Caused by the sword, the air is diverted, and the wind is fierce.

But after the demonization, Feng Yi's hands were only wrong, and he easily crushed the sword light.

was like a ghost, and in just a moment, he was deceived to Luo Bing's side. An inky claw was on her shoulder.

"You're really a demon!"

Luo Bing snorted coldly, she had no memory of Shen Xuan, and naturally she didn't know that Feng Yi was not an evil demon.

As early as when Feng Yi was able to control the resentment and frightened Wu away, she had doubts in her heart, this person was not a human, but a demon who had turned into a shape.

It's just that......

Her Yuan Li drummed up, and a protective light curtain was generated outside her body. The purple light vibrate, and he wanted to shake the demonized Feng Yi away.

But let the Yuan Force vibrate, that devil's claw was just like this casually on his shoulder, always unmoving, as if it had taken root.

"Giggle......

The strange scream came out of his throat, and he hung his head sharply and bit Luo Bing's neck.

The demonic energy forced the teeth to grow wildly, like the fangs of a demon beast.

The upper and lower four fangs staggered, piercing deeply into Luo Bing's white and tender neck.

Blood, flowing.

Vitality is dissipating.

Suddenly, a strong wind rose, and a thin old woman with gray hair appeared beside Luo Bing on the strong wind.

"Good demon, look for death!"

With a loud drink, the old woman's wooden staff hurriedly went towards Feng Yidian.

After the demonization, Feng Yi did not move, his left hand was raised slightly, and he had already grasped the black wooden cane in the old woman's hand.

With just one exertion of the five fingers, the wooden staff suddenly shattered into powder.

The old woman spurted blood and retreated.

"Boom!"

A blue dragon tail shattered the bluestone wall and whipped from behind the old woman.

The dragon's tail was wrapped in a wild victory over the dragon's might, and the old woman staggered forward.

Thinking that she was a powerhouse of the ninth step of the Extreme Realm of Xuan Xiu, she was like a stubborn stone, and she couldn't help herself to move forward and retreat.

After suffocating blood, Long Wei shook the old woman away, and the remaining momentum was undiminished, and he drew straight towards Luo Bing.

At the same time, a majestic voice that could not distinguish between men and women sounded in Feng Yi's heart.

"The host ......"