The earth-shattering conspiracy at the bottom of the burial palace is still unknown in the ghosts of Longhu Mountain.

In the past few days, Ghost Ghost and Elder Heavenly Blood have received a secret order from their father, telling him to live honestly in Longhu Mountain for half a decade. The ghost was extremely resentful at first, and he was already very irritable when he was driven out of the top nine of the immortal list by Meng Fan this time. In addition, there are neither maids nor ghost graves on Longhu Mountain. The creaking wooden bed when he slept made his mind explode, and he missed the Yin Jade coffin board next to the Burial Soul Cliff in the Burial Palace.

In addition, the bell rings every day on Longhu Mountain, and the mysterious and mysterious heaven and earth are everywhere. The ghost cultivator is in it, like being in a hot pot and slowly cooking, and the torment is unbearable.

But a few days ago, when the ghost king came again, he attached a picture. In the picture, there is a vaguely burly brown ghost god, suppressed by the joint efforts of dozens of elders, who was chained through the pipa by the soul hook. The ghost's scarlet eyes were filled with red light, and he roared with his head held high to the sky, and an ancient knife was stuck in his neck.

Although the picture is extremely blurry, the ghost can recognize it at a glance, it is the ghost thing he has been thinking about for the past few days.

At the thought of such a proud born master, after death, the ghost male would surrender at his feet, and the ghost couldn't help but look up to the sky and smile.

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In the month-by-month fast, Bai Xiaoduan sat on the three-meter lotus pond, stroked the lotus flowers, and said goodbye to the lotus flowers. Qinglian Immortal Master went to the Dragon and Tiger Main Peak early in the morning, and Bai Xiao had to walk slowly into the study alone.

On the wall hangs an ink drawing of the "Burrow". It is said to be Liu Mengde's authentic handiwork, and it is also the master's favorite calligraphy and painting. Si is a burrow, but Wu Dexin, the moss marks are green, and the grass is green. There is a lot of talk and laughter, and there is no white ding. You can tune the piano and read the Golden Sutra. There is no silk and bamboo, and there is no case.

On the table, Qin Zhengqing is simple and elegant. When I first arrived, the master often played. Later, when I grew up, I didn't have time to listen anymore.

Bai Xiao stroked Qin Zheng with both hands, flicked his slender five fingers, and between the finger hooks, a song "Water Lotus" broke off people's liver and intestines.

Surrounded by the ethereal sound of the zither, Bai Xiao closed his eyes and enjoyed the peace of the moment.

Suddenly, an anxious shout came, and Qin Zheng snapped in response to the sound.

For some reason, a chill rose in Bai Xiao's heart.

Turning his head, the green sheep rushed over with tears, and he didn't even realize that one of his boots had dropped.

Bai Xiao grabbed the fallen green sheep and asked, "Green sheep, don't cry." What happened? ”

Qingyang's tears that had just stopped came out of his eyes the moment he lay on Bai Xiao's chest, crying heartbreakingly, Bai Xiao couldn't hear what he was saying, Qingyang pointed behind him with one hand, crying silently.

Bai Xiao seemed to have guessed something, and flew out of the sword in the direction that Qingyang was pointing.

Sure enough, Jian San was waiting here.

Before Bai Xiao could move forward, Jian San grabbed Bai Xiao's arm and said, "I'm sorry, by the time I arrived at Maidu, it was already late." ”

Bai Xiao nodded expressionlessly, and the "Demon Slayer" under his feet burst out, drawing a snow-white rainbow, and in an instant, he traveled towards Maidu Imperial Sword.

Jian San scolded: "Damn. He picked up the green sheep that was still whimpering, put it on top of the "rising sun", followed by the sword to the sky, and next to the snow-white Changhong, a bright light rose.

Jian San was surprised to find that his own Jin Dan was still half a point slower than Bai Xiao with all his strength, and he could only follow his tail far away. And the farther away that sword light was from Dragon Tiger Mountain, the more amazing the speed became.

With all the strength of the sword, between coming and returning, there is not much spiritual power left in the third sword. I had to breathe slowly and recover my spiritual power. And Bai Xiao in front of him has disappeared.

Qingyang wiped away his tears, slapped his palms behind Jian San, and the thick and pure Taoist spiritual power poured into Jian San's body in a steady stream. Kenzo gritted his teeth and flew up again, twice as fast as before.

When Jian San and Qingyang arrived, Liuyun stood aside, and Bai Xiao stood beside the two corpses, unable to see clearly.

It is not accurate to say that it is two corpses.

It should be said that it was the corpse of Xiao Zui, and Meng Fan, who was worse than death, with a dull expression, his eyes were dilated, and he knelt aside.

Alive.

The most painful thing is that he is still alive.

Since her mother left, Bai Xiao, who seemed to have never cried again, finally shed tears. Kneeling on the ground and patting Meng Fan's neck and shoulders.

Meng Fan seemed to be crazy with the scriptures, kneeling unconsciously, kneeling.

Qingyang approached, trying his best to cover his mouth and not let himself cry. In my memory, the sister Xiao Zui'er, who had big eyes, shallow dimples, and liked to pinch the face of the green sheep, was lying on the ground.

His clothes were disheveled, his eyes were round, and his face was distorted.

It was as if he was struggling, and after the pain, he finally fell asleep.

Meng Fan's knees shattered and he knelt on the ground. The two arms were broken and wrapped around the neck, and the head was condemned to death, so he could only look at the front, underground, Xiao Zui'er.

Qingyang staggered to his feet, wanting to pick up Meng Fan. Jian Sanyi stopped him, pressed Qingyang's shoulder, and said, "Brother Meng Fan's spiritual power is all swollen on the surface of his body at this time, like a snowball, and a slight touch of it may lead to breaking his body and dying." ”

Bai Xiao couldn't bear to look at it anymore, kneeling helplessly.

Qingyang turned around in collapse, knelt on the ground and shouted while buttoning his head: "Master, master." I beg you to save Brother Meng Fan. Master, I beg you. ”

Qinglian Immortal Master was the first to feel it, making a sword with two fingers, connecting Meng Fan's body five times, and the Qifu acupoints on his chest were all broken in an instant. The aura was excreted from the sea of qi and the spiritual mountain, and Meng Fan fell to the ground with a puff. Qingyang hurriedly cushioned under him and turned Meng Fan over.

On the chest, five shocking wounds.

After the aura was gone, the centipede that had been blue and red slowly crawled out from the wound.

Bai Xiao grabbed the centipede, held it in the palm of his hand, his eyes were bloodshot for a moment, and he roared and shouted, "Ghost." ”

Behind him, the "demon slashing" was unsheathed, Qinglian stopped in front of Bai Xiao, pressed the "demon slashing" and said: "Bai Xiao, don't be reckless." ”

Looking back, Xiao was drunk and disheveled, and he didn't blink an eye. Meng Fan's arms and legs were broken, and the woman who didn't have time to say that he loved was humiliated to death in front of him. His eyes were distracted, and he fell to his knees like a walking corpse, no longer sane.

Bai Xiao was finally angry. Perhaps the anger in his heart has never subsided since his mother's death, but it has never erupted. It has been suppressed to this day. I can't bear it, I can't bear it. Bai Xiao roared hysterically at the Qinglian Immortal Master: "My surname is Shentu. My mother named me Shentu before she died, I shouldn't forget it. I shouldn't have forgotten. Everyone I care about, everyone will leave me. Mother, grandma, Uncle Li, Long Shi, and Meng Fan. I was born to be a lone star. I watched them leave, I couldn't do anything, I deserved it! ”

At that moment, the surging killing intent almost broke through Bai Xiao's body. Qinglian's face was like ashes, and she didn't know how to answer. Bai Xiao jumped past Qinglian, dropped the "Demon Slayer" and submerged in the stones, and the martial artist flew to Longhu Mountain against the wind.

There has always been a prophecy circulating on the rivers and lakes, which has made countless people always believe that there are still heirs left in the future generations.

According to legend, it was the master of the Star Picking Pavilion of the Great Qin Empire, and he occupied it on his deathbed: "The son of human slaughter, when he slaughters the world." ”

The Blue Lotus Immortal Master knew another prophecy, diametrically opposed.

It is the master of Qinglian, the senior brother of the Taoist saint Qingshen, and the seven-star Taoist spring breeze in the Shenxian Cave on his deathbed: "The green sheep is in the dragon and tiger, and the dragon is roaring and the tiger is roaring." Bai Xiao is in heaven and earth, and the sky is clear and clear. ”

To the world, it may not matter whether Shentu Bai Xiao is Shentu Bai Xiao or Bai Xiao.

But for Qinglian, the difference is a millimeter, and it is a thousand miles away.

The sage Qingshen was late, and Qingyang stepped forward to hug the sage Qingshen, crying and saying, "Save Brother Meng Fan." ”

The sage Qingshen will wipe away Qingyang's tears, sigh, Meng Fan put it in his sleeve, and comforted softly: "It's okay, there is a master here." ”

The sage Qingshen watched Shentu Bai Xiao's blood-colored figure go away, and Qinglian on the side was already sluggish, shook his head and said, "Is it really not good?" ”

The sage Qingshen was relieved: "The children and grandchildren here have their own children and grandchildren. Who could he be? Who could it be? What's the matter. As long as he's still him. Bai Xiao or Shentu Bai Xiao, what's the difference. ”

"We elders may be able to show him a way, but in the end, the road is still up to him."

"Bai Xiao is doing a good job, let him go."

Qinglian took the "Demon Slaying" fairy sword at her feet, trembling, crying like a child abandoned by her parents.

The three of them went to Longhu Mountain together.

Shentu Bai Xiao traveled far away in the wind, thousands of miles in an instant, and his eyes flowed with red light. The hoarse voice whispered, "White Dragon, Blood Dragon." ”

Shentu Bai Xiaoti's inner lake has already been surging. Lingshan hangs upside down, and Wufu is angry.

Black clouds and thunder were everywhere, and two giant dragons, one bloody and one white, broke out of the heart lake, entangled around Shentu Bai Xiao respectively, and the huge dragon head rubbed Shentu Bai Xiao's shoulder affectionately, and said, "Young master." ”

Shentu Bai Xiao pointed to the reception hall of Longyin Peak in front of him: "Open the meal." ”

There was a sudden storm on Longhu Mountain, and the sage Qingshen personally came forward to order that no matter what happened, no one was allowed to take action.

The mountain rain is about to come, and the wind is full of buildings, and everyone has noticed that something is wrong, and they avoid entering the cave early.

Qiulong Dao people, Sanssouci Mountain Lord, Nine Swords Old Man, etc., are bold and stand on the roof.

An extremely unfamiliar martial arts aura came to his face. Beside the blood-colored figure, two dragons, one bloody and one white, one left and one right, a good killing god came into the world.

Shentu Bai Xiao opened the mountain alone, and above his fists, Wu Fugang's aura was as majestic as a rain curtain, and he smashed several palaces with one punch.

Suddenly, several disciples of the Burial Palace were crushed under the rubble. After his death, the corpse exploded on its own, and the three scavenger dragons swept away the collapsed beams.

The dragon Taoist saw the young man being devoured with his own eyes, and then the scavenging ghost dragon looked up to the sky and roared, almost unable to resist the three-foot sword at his waist, and scolded: "This group of animals. ”

The blood dragon flew in, and the dragon's breath surged, burning this poisonous ghost thing mixed with the blood of the dragon clan into flying ashes.

Shentu Bai Xiao smashed the ruined palace into powder with a few punches, and roared: "Ghost! ”

Heavenly Blood appeared on the side with the ghost ghost, and without defense, he forcibly connected the martial arts of the Heaven and Earth Realm with a few punches, and the Yuan Infant Ghost Cultivator with strange means was also deflated.

Seeing Bai Xiao, the ghost knew that his father's plan had succeeded, and said with a wild laugh: "Bai Xiao, is this how you treat guests in Longhu Mountain?" ”

Shentu Bai Xiao turned his head and saw the ghost at a glance, and the blood flowing in his eyes made the ghost shudder. grinned: "Bai Xiao? My name is Shentu Bai Xiao. ”

Thundering, Shentu Bai Xiao raised the ghost head, hung it in the air, and asked, "Do I want to kill you, it's too cheap for you." ”

The Heavenly Blood Palm Ghost Qi Spear, pierced the void with a bang, nailed Shentu Bai Xiao to the ruins, and said: "Junior, killing people in front of the old man, I look down on the old man too much." ”

And the acquired blood slapped the magic belt on his waist, and the black and purple intermingling was his natal magic weapon "Passing the Skull". Thirty-two fist-sized heads fell to the ground and said, "Every time I kill a person from the same realm, I will pull out their primordial infant and refine it into a bone chain." Today, you have the privilege of being the thirty-third. ”

Before the words fell, the thirty-two Yuan Infant Realm white bone corpses attacked Shentu Bai Xiao.

The Dao Saint Qing God sat on top of the heavenly clouds, and beside him was Meng Fan, who had just regained his senses.

Dao Shengqing God's fingertips pointed at Meng Fan's eyebrows, so as to keep his aura intrinsic and his soul undispelled, he looked at the clouds down the mountain and asked, "Meng Fan, see who this person is below?" ”

Meng Fan was dazed, cold, and thought he was about to die. was enveloped in a ball of flames, and when he woke up, he listened to a question and looked down in ignorance. At this time, Bai Xiao did not look like a human at all, like a mad demon, his body was wrapped with a murderous aura that swept up from the underworld, and his body was wrapped in a scarlet phantom. But the familiar smell of the blood-colored figure still made him recognize it at a glance: "Bai Xiao, how can this be." ”

After asking myself, I suddenly remembered what had happened before. The painful memories came back like a wave. He covered his head and laughed while crying, and then he was frozen by the Dao Shengqing God, and his thoughts and memories were also frozen in Xiao Drunken and desperate and said, "Go." The moment.

Dao Shengqing God shook his head, infatuation is the saddest thing. At this time, the situation has become a catastrophe and there is no solution. could only divert the topic and say: "This is not the Bai Xiao you know, nor the Bai Xiao I know." This is for the sake of the dead Xiao drunk, for the stupid Meng Fan, the Bai Xiao who became unjust in the world. ”

Bai Xiao swung his fist like a brute dragon, and although the white bones of the Yuanying Realm were bluffing at a high level, they had long since lost their peak strength before their birth. Often, most of them were difficult to withstand even Bai Xiao's punch, and it didn't take long for the white bones to crack all over the place.

I don't know what kind of magical power the sage Qingshen used, Meng Fan at this time seemed to be able to listen to some words, the past was vivid, he could only bear it silently, all the rage, madness, and resentment at this moment were hovering and silent in Meng Fan's heart one by one.

The sage Qingshen slapped, Meng Fan's soul left his body and flew into Bai Xiao's body, and in the middle of the picture, what white bones appeared in front of him. is obviously the broken-mouthed lady who spun fishing nets in Qingyu Village, and the group of green ruffians who stopped in front of the coffin.

Shentu Bai Xiao seemed to be crazy, frantically venting the anger that had been suppressed in his heart for so many years.

But the blood of heaven can't bear it.

Every Yuan Infant Realm white bone was made by him with so many years of hard work. Under the siege of thirty-two white bones, ordinary Yuan Ying has no chance of survival.

But the crazy Shentu Bai Xiao in front of him hit him with all his fists.

Shentu Bai Xiao smashed a person's head with his fist, and then two hand knives in succession, directly splitting the two skeletons into two.

Tianxue gritted his teeth and said, "Ghost, lean over." A strange figure appeared behind him, and a thousand-foot tall figure manipulated the white bone skeleton, and it recovered in a few breaths.

The qi of heaven and earth was disrupted, the aura of Longhu Mountain was confused, and the mysterious Dao intention could no longer protect the three mountains. The heavenly blood was silent and pinched, the primordial infant in the body appeared, and when he opened his eyes, hundreds of souls who died in vain under the mountain, and the ghosts who resented death were all swallowed by the blood of heaven.

Heavenly Blood turned into an eight-clawed blood demon, a deformed monster composed of countless arms, heads, and blood clots.

Led thirty-two white skeletons to besiege together.

The gravel under Shentu Bai Xiao's feet floated into the air, and when he stepped on one foot, the gravel was like a torrential rain, and it was embedded in the body of the eight-clawed blood demon. The bloody eight-clawed blood demon waved his hundred arms and grabbed Shentu Bai Xiao's legs. The big mouth bit down hard, and between the lightning and flint, Shentu Bai Xiao was in mid-air, and the hand knife cut off the bloody arm.

Blood was spilled all over the sky.

Shentu Bai Xiao was drenched in the bloody rain and bloody wind, resisting the wind to the front of the eight-clawed blood demon, and the first realm of the martial arts of the Heaven and Earth Realm was "resisting the wind".

The wind rises and rolls up the sky.

On the Longyin Peak, suddenly a strong wind blew, and the dim sky counted to a hundred meters long tornado, sweeping the sky.

The few remaining scavenging ghost dragons were instantly blown into powder in the fierce wind of the Heaven and Earth Realm, and together with the corpses, they returned to the bottom of the mountain.

Seeing that the tornadoes are converging at great speed, they want to trap themselves in the center and let the power of heaven and earth strangle them.

How could the eight-clawed blood demon be so easy to let Shentu Bai Xiao get his wish.

The eight-clawed blood demon pulled out two lumps of flesh from his fat chest, and the blood was like a river, splashing on the flesh and blood, and there were words on his mouth. "Sacrifice, corpse mountain fall."

Two clumps of flesh and blood set themselves on fire without fire. Above the sky, the dark aura that I don't know where it came from, evolved into a thousand-meter array.

Above a hundred meters in the air, mountains of white bones and corpses fell, suppressing the tornado.

Shentu Bai Xiao gathered the remnants of the tornado and turned into the wings of the wind behind him, his body three points faster than before.

The wings of the wind roared, and Shentu Bai Xiao's fist was a little heavier, sticking to the fat body of the eight-clawed blood demon, one shoulder like hitting a mountain. An "iron mountain leaning" knocked it into the air.

Instantly appeared in front of the eight-clawed blood demon, and the fist was surrounded by two swords of qi, straight to the heart of the eight-clawed blood demon.

Heavenly Blood smiled contemptuously, and on top of the eight-clawed blood demon, dozens of distorted faces laughed wildly together. The head of the white bone corpse of the thirty-two Yuan Infant Realm fell, turning into ancient armor and protecting the eight-clawed blood demon.

Thirty-two skullless skeletons jumped up and hugged Shentu Bai Xiao, who was unable to dodge in midair.

Thirty-two sounds, the sound of the baby is broken.

Half of the golden body sacrifice of the natal magic weapon "skull crushing" hooked the body and body of the primordial infant trembled, and the palm-sized blue-black primordial baby's eyes were bleeding and his breath was sluggish.

The flames of the explosion were like a natural disaster, and most of the impregnable Dragon Yin Hall collapsed. Even the Four Elephant Bagua Array, which can resist a blow from a saint, cannot be perfectly protected from the inside out. Hundreds of brothers who were powerless to protect were sent to Tiger Roaring Peak under the movement of the "Beidou Falling Array" manipulated by the sage Qingshen himself.

The aura of heaven and earth was ignited, the golden stone and wooden beams were used as feed, and the infant fire formed after the death of the Yuan Infant Realm converged and coincided, like a volcano that had been accumulated for a long time.

The wine pot in the hand of the master of Sanssouci Mountain turned into a hundred meters in size and flew into the sky above the clouds, and below was the uncontrollable Spirit Infant Volcano, which would erupt at any time. A breeze struck with a wave of his sleeves, and the master of Sanssouci Mountain fell straight to the ground, smashing out a hundred-meter-deep pit.

The sage Qingshen said angrily, "No one is allowed to interfere. ”

The Qilong Daoist said worriedly: "The body of the Yuan Infant exploded, and Bai Xiao may not be able to take advantage of it." ”

With the wild laughter of the eight-clawed blood demon, the Spirit Infant Volcano erupted, and no one on the Dragon Yin Peak dared to underestimate the famous Heavenly Blood of the Burial Palace.

The first dragon Daoist in the Angry Dragon Realm all had solemn faces, and couldn't help but worry about Bai Xiao who was in it, the explosion of thirty-two Yuan Infant corpses, its power was more than just one plus one equals two.

This technique, I'm afraid that if it is changed to Qiu Long himself, he can take it over, but he will also suffer a big loss.

Qingyang, Jian San, and Qinglian Immortal Master have also returned to Longhu Mountain, only to see that the mountain is in a mess, and ruins and broken walls can be seen everywhere. A raging volcano erupted in midair, burning stones whizzing down the mountain.

If it falls into the world, it will be a natural disaster, and it will be stopped by Qinglian and the master of Sanssouci Mountain.

The eight-clawed blood demon was still shouting on the Dragon Yin Peak: "Is this the ability of the Taoist leader Dragon Tiger Mountain?" Shoot a little disciple to kill the old man? ”。

Jian San looked around, but no one responded. Just as he was about to draw his sword, Qingyang stretched out his hand to stop him and said, "Trust him." ”

Qingyang's red and swollen eyes flickered, and he looked directly at the center of the explosion through the void.

Bai Xiao was lying on the scorched earth with his back facing the sky, his eyes slightly closed as if he was unconscious, and his whole body was like a charred dead tree, with cracked skin and white smoke. But the martial arts intent has not diminished at all, and it is even more turbulent.

The turbulence of Wufu fist intent has changed from the calm abyss of the sea at the beginning, to a more turbulent and rapid wind in the sky, and now it has changed to bursting. A hundred meters away, the clamor of the eight-clawed blood demon was stunned, and the ten-faced face looked back in surprise. At the very center of the explosion, under a hundred-meter-deep pit, a dried corpse opened its flaming eyes and clenched its fist that should have been shattered.

Qingyang smiled proudly, this is Bai Xiao, a Taoist priest, a martial artist, and a madman.

Qingyang said to Jian San: "Bai Xiao has been suppressed for several years, and this is just the beginning. ”

Jian San looked at the Qinglian Immortal Master inexplicably. The Qinglian Immortal Master then laughed together, and the laughter reached the sky, removing the Yuan Infant who was pressed on Bai Xiaoling's mountain qi sea and martial arts physique angry dragon.

The pale cyan yuan baby patted his ass and left, and was ruthlessly suppressed for several years, and he could only shrink in his heart, and a villain who was in charge of the house could be regarded as raising his eyebrows.

Raising his mouth and drinking half of the Qi Sea Aura, the body with the size of his fingers rose to the height of the boat, and after a while, it became the size of a fist, and even the young angry dragon under the seat also grew a lot, although the dragon claws and dragon horns were still extremely young, but they were also beginning to show hideous, clearly visible.

The two of them ran rampant in the meridians, instantly driving the spiritual power of the reverse current in their bodies and the martial arts spirit of fighting each other in the acupuncture points back to their respective mountains. After pacifying the Qihai Sea Mansion and the Lingshan Wood Temple, the villain and the fire armor angry dragon under the seat hit the heart excitedly, and the melodious bell rang from the inside out, spreading all over the body, this is asking Bai Xiao for credit.

On the Dragon Yin Peak, the heavy body of the blood dragon white dragon (Note 1) suddenly opened up, and the respective abilities of the dragon soul and the dragon body were unsealed a lot, and the blood-colored dragon soul became even stronger, wandering around the heavens and the earth, directly swallowing dozens of evil ghosts summoned by ghosts into the abdomen.

The white dragon's body also became stronger and stronger, and the blood dragon swallowed the remnants of the motley scavenger dragon that escaped the dragon flame, licked his lips, and said, "This thing looks like stinky tofu." It smells disgusting, and it tastes okay. ”

The white dragon shook the blood-colored dragon soul and roamed in the battlefield, and the increasingly condensed dragon claws knocked three times on the milky white dragon head of the blood dragon: "Han Criticism, eat indiscriminately again, be careful that I knock your skull." ”

The blood dragon licked his lips, his eyes unconsciously looked at the eight-clawed blood demon, and silently said in his heart: "Great supplement, brother." ”

The aura of Shentu Bai Xiao, the center of the explosion, was still rising, and it seemed that there would never end.

Jian San was speechless: "What kind of pervert is this." ”

Qinglian Immortal Master smiled kindly and explained: "By bringing Bai Xiao into the Dragon Tiger, I can use the Yuan Ying to suppress the Spirit Mountain Qi Sea in his body. In his body is the apocalyptic scene of the sun falling and the moon setting. Later, after three years of retreat, he shattered all the heaven and earth in his body, and destroyed it inch by inch along with his physical body. Then he reorganizes flesh and blood and reshapes heaven and earth. The second time I started my practice. It was really slow at first, half-step Emperor. Then, because of two seemingly natural bloody battles, he broke through the middle of the Emperor. In fact, the foundation has long been pressed unfathomable, and no matter how big the fluctuation is, falling into the dead well will not set off a ripple. ”

"Today, Yuanying's suppression is lifted, and it is time for him to know that he can have some strength if he goes all out."

The raging Spirit Infant Volcano exploded after releasing the last meteor, turning into a mountain fire and burning up the Dragon Yin Peak.

When he was setting fire to the mountain, a martial arts spirit struck, the fire froze in the air, and a hoarse voice came from the center of the flames: "Blood Dragon, he handed it over to me." ”

The blood dragon did not hesitate to put away the white dragon body, and jumped up to chase the ghost who wanted to escape from the battlefield: "Deflated calf, where to run?" ”

Meng Fan's divine soul flew out of Bai Xiao's body and returned to his body.

There was finally a glimmer of brilliance in the pupils of his eyes.

The sage Qingshen smiled and comforted: "Look, there will always be people who are sad because you are sad, angry and angry because you are angry. ”

The solidified flames were like a doomsday disaster, and the boy walked out of the bright red scroll, like a god. Tearing off the Dao robe on his body that was completely unaffected by the explosion, the second realm of the four realms of the martial arts heaven and earth, "Bathing in fire." ”

With one hand, the towering sea of fire is gathered in the palm of your hand.

The realm of martial arts heaven and earth is the unreasonable power to control heaven and earth.

The eight-clawed blood demon raised his legs high and jumped a hundred meters to crash into Shentu Bai Xiao. Dozens of fists, huge mouths bite hard.

Shentu Bai Xiao clenched his right hand expressionlessly, and the flames flowed down his fingers, instantly igniting Shentu Bai Xiao's body.

Wings of the Wind, Armor of Fury.

The eight-clawed blood demon punched all over the chest cavity of the skull, but he was staggered back by the shock, and the heavenly blood didn't have time to scold, and the fist with flames was already in front of him.

Between Shentu Bai Xiao's gestures, the flames followed like a shadow, immortal and inextinguishable.

The eight-clawed blood demon was caught off guard by Shentu Bai Xiao's punch, and his body was ignited. The terrifying thing is that Bai Xiao didn't intend to give him a chance to breathe at all, he controlled his qi one after another, and returned injuries to injuries, and his martial arts spirit was superimposed one after another, clearly wanting to win or lose with one punch. Heavenly Blood is worthy of being a veteran Yuan Baby, and in an instant, he made a decision, and the strong man tore off the hardest skin on the outside like a broken wrist, so as to escape from such a terrifying flame.

Around the opponent, Tianxue couldn't help but admire: "Your methods are really endless." ”

Shentu Bai Xiao glanced at the ghost on the side, he had already been suppressed by the White Dragon Blood Dragon, trapped in the dragon's claws and being played back and forth, crying bitterly.

Shentu Bai Xiao didn't talk nonsense and opened his fist.

In the shadow behind him, the sun was setting, and seven young people toasted together.

The fist intent stirred, and the heavens and the earth suddenly fell silent, as if everything was silent.

The blood of heaven roared in the sky, the primordial infant appeared, and several corpse mountains that suppressed the tornado stood in front of him. Thirty-two white bone skulls merged into a white bone spear, and the tip of the spear flashed black.

"The sun of parting at dusk is not only a farewell, but also a new life."

"This punch, Sunfall."

After a few breaths, a fist exploded, and the sun fell in the dim sky, like sword intent, and even more fist intent.

Heavenly Blood roared and smashed several corpse mountains into its fist. Under the power of the setting sun, Yuan Ying and the eight-clawed blood demon merged, and the young arm grabbed the spear, the strongest blow of the heavenly blood, and the "Death Penetration Spear" from another world pierced the tip of the fist.

After a roar, the crowd fell silent.

The eight-clawed blood demon was not broken, and the heavenly blood struggled to his feet, waving hundreds of arms and laughing wildly.

At the moment when the piercing spear pierced Shentu Bai Xiao's head. Shentu Bai Xiao permanently dodged, and the death spear forged from his skull passed through his shoulder blades, but it did not take his life.

Shentu Bai Xiao staggered up, looking at the Heavenly Blood, who was already at the end of his rope, what other tricks could be used.

Heavenly Blood laughed and said, "The Spear of Death Penetration is attached to the Immortal Alien Toxin, and there is no cure at all. As soon as I am an old child, I can exchange you for a proud son of the sky. Hahaha, no loss. ”

From the right shoulder, black lines spread like spider silk all over the body.

At the moment when he was about to pierce his heart, a black wolf smoke rose from Shentu Bai Xiao's body, and in the terrifying eyes of the eight-clawed blood demon, the black lines that had already been half a step on his body were silently devoured.

Heavenly Blood shook his head in the eight-clawed blood demon: "This is impossible, this is impossible. ”

The big day has risen, the night has gone, the Qinglian Immortal Master threw out the "Demon Slashing", and Shentu Bai Xiao borrowed the sword.

Shentu Bai Xiao held the "Demon Slayer" in his hand and closed his eyes and recalled.

In my mind, when I first entered Longhu Mountain, under the heavy snowfall.

"Qinglian Sword Song, Tianji, Thirty-two Sword Slashing Demons."

Thirty-two afterimages walked out of Shentu Bai Xiao's body, swooped down and drew their swords together, cutting and slashing at the thirty-two places around the eight-clawed blood demon's body.

Shentu Bai Xiao slowly stood still, and the thirty-two afterimages collected their swords together and returned them to the sheath.

"This sword is for the thirty-two Yuan Babies who were wrecked by you."

When the hilt of the sword touched the sword, it made a crisp sound.

The eight-clawed blood demon shattered to the ground, and together with the heavenly blood within, it was still inevitable, and the corpse was shattered into thousands of pieces.

Slay the demon sword, when the demon slashes.

Seeing that the matter had happened, the blood dragon white dragon knew that the dragon soul and dragon body could not stay in the world for long, so he crashed into Shentu Bai Xiao's chest and escaped back into the sea of qi.

The ghost knelt on the ground, and his body was made a hole by the white dragon. Shentu Shentu Bai Xiao squatted in front of him and asked, "Tu, where is it?" ”

The ghost grinned, and his voice was sharp and piercing: "What if I don't say it." I am the son of the ghost king, and if you dare to kill me, you want the dragon and tiger to start a war with the burial palace. Do you dare? Yes? ”

Shentu Bai Xiao was expressionless, and asked again, but the ghost was still stubborn, mocking Bai Xiao wantonly. also mentioned very vaguely: "That Nizi's body is really good." Very gluttonous! ”

Shentu Bai Xiao turned around and drew his sword.

The ghost was stunned by the murderous hairs that surged out in an instant, and hurriedly said, "Wait, wait, I know where it is." I know. ”

A hundred-meter ghost lord phantom suddenly appeared in the sky, and before he could speak, Shentu Bai Xiao turned around and stepped on the ghost ghost head (Note 2), along with the soul, scattered between heaven and earth, and there was no possibility of resurrection.

Such disgusting ghosts are not worthy of blood-stained demon slaying.

When the ghost lord saw his beloved son's tragic death, he roared angrily: "Qingshen Lao'er, are you going to go to war?" ”

The saint Qingshen appeared in the air, shattering the illusion with his hands, just looking ugly, and loving to be scary, it was really worrying.

Thousands of miles spread the sound to the various sect forces in Dongmi Tianzhou.

"The burial palace feeds demons with people, and secretly studies the art of sealing demons."

From today onwards, I, Longhu Mountain, and the Burial Palace will tear up the armistice agreement. All the resources of Dongmi Tianzhou shall not flow into the capital of the burial palace, and the offender shall be regarded as the same crime as the burial palace. ”

"In the territory of Longhu Mountain, whenever there is a disciple of the burial palace, it will be killed."

"Ghost Ke, if you want to go to war, then go to war. I'm waiting for you to make a battle post. ”

At this time, the burial soul tomb exploded violently, and the ghost king Ghost Ke looked up to the sky and shouted: "Zhang Qingshen, I will kill you." ”

Hundreds of scavenging ghost dragons escaped from the trap and slaughtered in the burial palace.

In the chaos of screams and roars, Devouring Nine grabbed the arm of the young Debao and escaped from the ghost capital together.

Note 1: The White Dragon Blood Dragon is the Dragon Soul and the Dragon Body, respectively. Good and evil are divided into white and red. Good becomes a blood soul, and evil is attached to the white dragon. The two complement each other and provide checks and balances on each other.

Note 2: The ghost was trampled to death, and the coffin board was smashed to pieces. The Yin jade coffin board on the Soul Cliff was trampled into powder by the scavenging ghost dragon transformed by the white lice.