With a cold voice, a woman in a wedding dress appeared out of thin air. Just when everyone was caught off guard, a pitch-black matchmaking attack came.

The woman in the wedding dress shot ruthlessly, and if she was hit, one of the palms of the torture party would inevitably be shattered on the spot. At the last moment, a red firefly followed, spewing thin flames to block the matching. After a moment's thud, the black refining was burned and the red flame was extinguished.

After this change, the torture who escaped the catastrophe retracted his palm. There are two red stripes in the eye, and the woman is wearing a bright red wedding dress, and the colorful phoenix is circling and the clouds are swaying. It's just a few burned holes, which makes the red wedding dress a fly in the ointment.

The other is a palm-sized red bird, which is half black and half red. The flames around you are faint and may be extinguished at any time. Half of the feathers were shed, and wisps of blood were overflowing.

The jet-black of Xiaohong's body is the same as the black substance around the woman in the wedding dress. Obviously, it was left over from the fight between the two.

Xing Zhen grabbed Qingyi, who wanted to step forward and pounce on Xiaohong, and Xiaohong couldn't get close to her eyes. Qingyi explained: "Xiaohong wants everyone to be careful, the female ghost is not strong originally. After absorbing the black substance, the strength skyrocketed. ”

"What's even more troublesome is that these black substances, such as tarsal maggots, are constantly eroding the aura. It is impossible to prevent it, and it must not be contaminated at will. ”

After being reminded, Xing Zhen found that the black substance around the female ghost was really different from the yin qi seen on weekdays. Even if the yin qi is thick, it is foggy. And now the black substance around the ghost of the wedding dress is like floating particles.

It seems that because of the punishment, he really wants to touch the armor, and the ghost in the wedding dress hates it to the core. The hatred far exceeded the little red bird that had been fighting for days and nights.

The black substance and yin qi around him surged violently, turning into eight pitch-black pythons in an instant. The ghost in the wedding dress roared angrily: "Eight snakes catch the dragon." “

With a blow from the rage, Xiaohong, who was already weak, released the flames that were instantly extinguished. The eight long black snakes were as fast as lightning, waiting for the slightest reaction from the others. It was already close to the true sentence, and the circling and winding was completed in an instant, binding the sword-bearing boy in mid-air.

The power of the ghost in the wedding dress was extremely exquisite, and she did not touch the armor next to Xing Zhen in the slightest. Worried about damaging the armor, he quickly moved away from the armor after being entangled.

With a slap, the domineering frost-like sword qi was smashed, and the figure disappeared on the spot. When it appeared, the face and the Du embroidery needle that released the sword qi were almost close to each other at a distance.

Reaching out with the palm of his hand and gently pressing it on the chest of Du Xiu Needle, the latter flew upside down like a kite with a broken string. Near the wall of the study, a pitch-black stone tablet pit protruded. Standing straight between the embroidery needle and the wall that was about to be hit.

The mentor's love for his disciples has never been forgotten, and he tried his best to twist his body while vomiting blood and flying upside down. The Du embroidery needle collided with the stele head-on, and Hu Qiugu was safe and sound.

Poor as a teacher, a cultivator rather than a martial artist, he doesn't have a strong enough physique. After a collision, I was dizzy and dizzy, and I couldn't find the north for a while.

The ghost of the wedding dress turned around and glared at Xiaohong, who was rushing towards her, and threatened: "If you dare to move, kill him immediately." ”

"He" naturally refers to Xingzhen, which is fixed in mid-air in a large font, and eight large black snakes are wrapped around their limbs. The waist of the skull, as well as the two large mouths of the blood basin, are aimed at the front and rear of the heart.

Without Xiaohong's consideration, Su Qingyi had already shouted: "Xiaohong, don't mess around, don't hurt Brother Xingzhen." ”

Seeing that Xiaohong was eager to try, the long snake wrapped around its limbs in the air suddenly pulled in all directions. The torture was almost torn, and the tenacious character remained silent.

Xiaohong was full of spirituality, and slowly retreated and hovered in front of Su Qingyi. Since you can't attack and kill, at least you have to ensure Qingyi's safety. At the same time, she was also wary of Su Qingyi, afraid that she would rush forward desperately.

Everything was under control, and the ghost in the wedding dress was very satisfied, and let out a sharp and penetrating miserable laugh: "Count yourself smart, if you dare to take a step forward, I will let that kid called Xingzhen be torn apart." ”

Walk over to the table and pick up the brand new oysters. Gently stained with the drowning good ink, he asked, "Who dug up my flower bed?" ”

Xing Zhen and Su Qingyi spoke almost at the same time: "It's me." ”

Both of them want to bear the wrath of the female ghost, and they both take the responsibility on themselves. Then they said in unison: "It's not her/him, it's me." ”

The ghost of the wedding dress was quite leisurely, and said: "Don't fight, fulfill your little two." As for me, I'll think you two dug it together. ”

Su Qingyi's face was slightly red, and Xing Zhen scolded angrily: "Fart, she is my sister." ”

When Su Qingyi heard this, she felt a faint pain in her heart. The girl covered it up well and didn't show it.

The female ghost in the wedding dress didn't have the heart to study the relationship between men and women, so she wrote on rice paper, dug a flower garden, and the two of them uncovered their scalps and poured mercury. The heart and liver are stir-fried, and the remaining waste materials are used as flower fertilizer.

Glancing at Du Xiuzhen and Hu Qiugu, with a look of disgust, he directly wrote the word flower fertilizer.

looked at Xiaohong again, smashed it, smashed it, and wrote barbecue.

Finally, he looked at the puppy carefully and smiled surprisingly. commented: "Not bad, it seems that the bloodline is quite good." Not only is it delicious but it can also increase cultivation, but I didn't expect that I was not at home, and there was such a good product delivered to my door."

Then write on rice paper, steam, braised in braised water, boiled, stir-fried.

Looking at the beautiful face of the wedding girl, he showed a smile that could fascinate all beings. The puppy didn't feel the existence of beauty at all, and the spirit shivered, and the hair on his whole body stood on end.

In the sight of all kinds of cooking on paper, there is an urge to hit your head to death. Why is it that others are just one of them, and there are all kinds of tricks to it. There is also a little red bird with fire, and the bloodline is not ordinary, why is it only a barbecue.

The more I thought about it, the more indignant I became, and I actually made two "Wang" voices and expressed my own protest.

Xing Zhen interrupted the female ghost in the wedding dress to talk to herself, in fact, the female ghost has been arranged, and there is nothing to say.

asked: "Those people under the peony garden, you killed them?"

The ghost of the wedding dress was not in a hurry to kill, and replied with interest: "So what?"

Xing Zhen suddenly went crazy and roared angrily: "There are so many lives, why kill them all." Whether it is also like treating us, stir-frying hearts and livers, etc. You are not afraid to be a cow or a horse after rebirth, and you will never be able to be a human ......."

It seems that the conversation box has been opened, and the bamboo tube pours beans and roars endlessly. The voice changed from warm to hoarse, and the punishment continued.

The ghost girl in the wedding dress was quite puzzled, and said to herself: "They are all scholars, they all deserve to die." Is it wrong to just kill a bunch of stinky scholars?"

"Whew" The high-pitched dragon roared suddenly. The dragon is the ancestor of the demon class, and the ultimate evolution of all the big demons is to approach the dragon.

The dragon has an innate bloodline suppression of demons, even if it is the eight black snakes that have evolved from yin qi and black matter. Even if you don't have a spiritual intelligence, as long as you have the form of a demon, you can suppress it.

In an instant, the eight black eggplants that were wrapped around the torture were as black as frost, and they suddenly languished.

Immediately after that, the bell sounded, vibrating indiscriminately from each other. The black and white bell fell from the sky, instantly enveloping the ghost of the wedding dress.

In order to delay the time for the puppy to prepare, a series of attacks were released at the same time. has an unexpected effect, suppressing the ghost of the wedding dress.

But he still underestimated the strength of the ghost in the wedding dress, and in less than three breaths, the big bell was lifted up by the rolling black torrent. Crashed into the roof of the house, and I don't know where the collapse flew.

This time, she changed to a female ghost and went crazy: "Actually destroyed his study, you all have to die, you all have to die!"

Two golden silk threads crept in, premeditating the wrapping around the neck of the ghost in the wedding dress. The latter, who had almost lost his mind, grabbed it like electricity. His hands were torn hard, trying to tear the rope off.

He scolded even more angrily: "Beast, despicable." However, she underestimated the hardness of the rope and tried her best to do nothing.

A flash of silver flashed, and the flying sword pierced into the throat of the ghost in the wedding dress, and the back of the neck stabbed out. Suddenly, the front and back were transparent, and the black surging in the hole.

The angry roar of the ghost in the wedding dress had just been issued, and the blade with the light chasing charm followed. The sharp silver blade of the pitch-black short blade suddenly appeared, and the female ghost's neck was cut off with a stabbing sound.

The head hit the ground, gurgling and rolling a few times. There was no blood, only a mixture of black matter and yin qi, billowing and surging at the two incisions.

The head stopped rolling, and still opened its mouth to speak: "I underestimate you, and I will be repaid in a thousand times." ”

"Bang la la" another red flame roared, instantly drowning the head of the speaker. The screams of the flames continued one after another, and the sound sounded like it came from hell.

Xing Zhen and the puppy have a tacit understanding for many years, plus they know each other and know each other. Only then did the perfect bombardment just brewed, and the slightest error in any link would be wasted.

Luckily, they did it, not only severely injuring the ghost in the wedding dress, but also decapitating it cleanly. If this spreads, it will inevitably cause a sensation in a state. The martial artists of the Three Realms and the Divine Cultivators of the First Realm cooperated, and the female ghosts of the Middle Five Realms were so embarrassed.

Moreover, after absorbing the black substance, the strength of the female ghost in the wedding dress climbed to the top of the Middle Five Realms. The peak of the Eight Realms is close to the Nine Realms, otherwise why would he hit the Du embroidery needle of the Six Realms with one blow.

The punishment that landed on the ground and completed a knife attack. It was dark in front of me, and I almost fainted. In order to sober himself, he did not hesitate to give himself two slaps in the face.

scolded: "Damn, there are actually sequelae of the shortage of essence at this time." ”

The third slap was stopped by Su Qingyi, who came over, hugged Xing Zhen's arm tightly, and begged: "Don't fight, the female ghost has been killed, and we are fine." ”

"She's not dead yet. Xingzhen poured a basin of cold water on his head, extinguishing the innocence of the ponytail girl.

Throw down a sentence: "The wine in the small gourd has the effect of restoring physical strength and healing." ”

Then he broke free from Su Qingyi and strode to the side of Du embroidery. Regardless of the opposition of the sober Hu Qiugu, he opened Du Xiuzhen's mouth with a strong attitude. Knock knock and pour in a big sip of the spirits.

Whether it is water or liquor, after being put into a small gourd, it will have the effect of healing and instantly restoring aura or internal force. The effect of liquor is better, and this punishment is really unpleasant.

Du embroidered the needle in a few bites, and was choked and coughed dryly. The person also woke up instantly, picked up his palm, and slapped Xing Zhen away.

Hu Qiugu added oil and vinegar: "Master, this kid is rude to you while you are confused." He is a prodigal son of a disciple, and he must not be spared. ”

"Brushed", Du Xiuzhen's face turned crimson. Furious, he spat out another mouthful of blood. The white mist was filled, the aura around the body surged, and the eight frost sword qi was condensed.

Su Qingyi saw that the situation was not good, and shouted loudly in the way of Xingzhen's application: "Mentor, you are crazy, the female ghost is not dead." Xingzhen forcibly gave you a drink in order to make you sober and kill the female ghost. ”

Su Qingyi was out of the way, and would rather have her body pierced than protect the comfort of the torture truth.

After being scolded by the students, Du Xiuzhen was angry and remembered that he had just been injured by the ghost of the wedding dress. With her knowledge, she quickly thought that it was her apprentice who opened the river regardless of the time.

This time he was really angry, turned around and glared at Hu Qiugu fiercely, and said angrily: "Nonsense, this mistake must be punished." ”

did not carry it on his back, but handed over Hu Qiugu to Su Qingyi. This time, Du Xiuzhen is not just angry, but disappointed from the bottom of his heart for his beloved disciple.

Behind him, eight sword qi suddenly shot out. Piercing through the body of the female ghost in the wedding dress, the sword qi swirled back, and then stabbed.

More and more black substances poured out of the ancient temple within the golden maple forest. The old monk felt the direction of resonance with the black substance here, and his old face changed in vain.