The curtain of the door was lifted, and the cold wind carrying ice and snow poured in with teeth and claws, blowing on the body, even if he was wearing a thick coat, it was still difficult to resist the biting chill in it.

The cold wind howled, and at the same time, a ray of blood light rose into the sky, condensing into strange blood-colored flowers in the cold temperature.

The blood-colored ice beads fell to the ground like a blooming lotus flower, and in the piercing impact, a dull sound sounded, but I saw a head with a touch of horror and unwillingness rolling to the ground like a leather ball, stopping next to a headless corpse.

"Thief, if you kill my apprentice today, the old man will sacrifice your bones to his soul in heaven. ”

Just when Li Xiaoyao resolutely pulled out a thin soft sword from his original three-foot long sword, and cut off Li Xin's head with a sword, accompanied by the cold wind whistling, there was also a rickety figure, just like the evil ghost in a horror movie, flashing and attacking quickly.

Standing still, the already not tall figure looks even shorter under the rickety figure.

At the same time, there was no half of flesh on a bloodless face, except for a wrinkled old skin like old bark, and when the wind blew, all the bones on the face were revealed, and at first glance, it looked like a skeleton, but there was an extra human skin.

Except for the emaciated and unseemly cheeks, the only place where the old man can be called a normal person should be his very bright eyes.

A ray of essence light shot out from his eyes and pressed on Li Xiaoyao's body, and in an instant, it seemed that there was infinite coercion approaching Li Xiaoyao from all directions.

"Boy, this guy's strength is amazing, if you don't make a decision, I'm afraid you won't have a chance. ”

The boundless coercion was like the cold wind raging outside the house, just a wisp of spiritual power squeezing, which had already made Li Xiaoyao, who had just been in the limelight, extremely painful. His face was swollen red, his teeth pushed up and down hard, and even his entire face trembled in this strange state.

It seemed that something was about to burst out of his body, but it seemed to be blocked by another thing, and no matter how hard he tried, it had no effect, so he could only struggle in his body like this.

Blood slowly flowed out from Li Xiaoyao's mouth and nose, and after a while, his originally cold face turned into a hideous blood-colored grimace.

The strength of the rickety old man is indeed very strong, so strong that Li Xiaoyao didn't even have a chance to make a move, and he was oppressed into such an unbearable situation by the other party's eyes.

Just when Li Xiaoyao's whole body was trembling, the previous voice with a hint of naughtiness reappeared in Li Xiaoyao's sea of knowledge. It's just that, compared to the last time, the voice that appeared this time has obviously become much lower, and at the same time much more serious.

"Kill...... He needs ...... How much ...... The fire of life?"

Under the oppression of terrifying spiritual power, Li Xiaoyao looked powerless even if he communicated with others in his own sea of knowledge.

"One year ......"

And as Li Xiaoyao's voice appeared in Zhihai, the serious voice also came out again. There is no funny and naughty appearance, and the tone of voice is very low and dignified.

"Can ......"

The blood veins all over the body seemed to begin to boil under this terrifying pressure, and the green tendons burst out, as if they would explode at any time.

It was as if there was a fire burning in his body, and Li Xiaoyao realized that he was almost unable to feel his presence. At such a critical juncture, he couldn't care about the little fire of life left, gritted his teeth, and secretly shouted in his heart.

A ray of cold light flickered, like a thin ice blade infinitely enlarged from Li Xiaoyao's pupils. Under the persecution of the coercion of the heavenly spiritual power, Li Xiaoyao at this moment was already half a foot in the dangerous situation of the ghost gate.

The cold chill continued to rise from the spring point on the soles of the feet, and rushed through the Tianshu point to the Baihui point above the head, and the whole person seemed to become stiff under the invasion of such a cold air.

Seeing that the cold light that turned into a stray ice blade was about to penetrate his head, suddenly a scorching fire flashed in his eyes, and after a violent stinging pain came from the soul origin in the sea of consciousness, Li Xiaoyao's body was as if he had been hit by an evil spirit, and his whole body was flickering with strange firelight.

The firelight is like a fire snake with teeth and claws, swallowing a terrible letter, giving people a feeling of fear.

The stinging pain on the soul origin came and disappeared just as quickly, and when the stinging sensation disappeared, under the shroud of firelight, Li Xiaoyao's expression became more and more indifferent, and even, in his indifferent expression, a frightening and weird smile could be vaguely seen.

This kind of smile is not like what a normal person can have, but it is like an abnormal expression that only those whose minds have been controlled by demons can only be revealed.

However, no matter how weird Li Xiaoyao's expression was, under the shroud of this ray of firelight, the cold glow that roared was instantly evaporated by the scorching flames without a trace.

"Huh!"

The blow that was originally intended to be won was defused by the young man in front of him, which was very surprising to the rickety old man. As a spirit master powerhouse who has reached the condensation realm by cultivation, he is not comparable to these vulnerable adventurers in the restaurant.

Judging from his own perception of the young man in front of him, his strength should be very weak, even his apprentice who was killed by his sword should be able to suppress him in terms of cultivation.

And such a small junior spiritual cultivator should be able to withstand his own blow.

Secretly surprised in his heart, the rickety old man's eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze swept towards the direction where Li Xiaoyao was. Just as he was about to take the next step of the attack, suddenly a huge flame palm seemed to appear out of thin air, grabbing him violently.

The terrifying heat wave was like the tide on the seaside, lapping wave after wave, and the scorching temperature continued to accumulate and even superimpose on the body, burning the skin of the rickety old man like the bark of an old tree, as if he had just been fished out of boiling water.

Under this increasingly terrifying heat, the spiritual power in the rickety old man's body also began to become restless, and he uncontrollably rampaged between the limbs and hundreds of bones in his body.

"Bad ......"

While reciting the mantra and using the mental method to calm the restless spiritual power in the body, he used a not very clever method to envelop a thin layer of black mist in front of him. Looking cautiously and uneasily at the young man who was regarded as an ant, the rickety old man's heart involuntarily sprouted a sense of retreat.

Due to the cultivation of the exercises, the spiritual power in the body of the rickety old man is biased towards the yin and cold attributes, and in the face of such a masculine and rigid flame, he naturally does not have any advantages.

Coupled with the perennial cultivation, under the effect of spiritual power erosion, his own body has already been assimilated by the spiritual energy in his body and is biased towards femininity, which is also the main reason why his appearance has become so hideous.

Like the aura in his body, under this supreme masculine flame, his body has already appeared to be in a state of regurgitation. If it continues to develop like this, it is estimated that he will not need the power of the flame palm in the void, and he will be defeated under this supreme masculine heat wave first.

"No, how can Lao Tzu say that he is also a cultivator from a famous family, if he runs away from the hands of a little doll like this, how can he still be mixed in this area in the future. The big deal is the loss of one or two orders of cultivation, and Lao Tzu has to kill you today. ”

secretly screamed in his heart that it was not good, and the rickety old man just raised a trace of retreat, and then he muttered to himself and suppressed the retreat in his heart.

And as the rickety old man made up his mind to pay attention, blood suddenly flew from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and a long and faint incantation came out of his throat like chanting.

It's just that, unlike the monks in the temple chanting scriptures, the voice made by the rickety old man is not only hoarse and harsh, but also gives people an extremely cold feeling.

"Little doll, are you worthy of arguing with your grandfather and grandfather with your little ability? Remember, in the next life, your eyes are bright, don't be so blind, you don't even know your own grandfather. ”

Just as the rickety old man recited the incantation, the flame palm that appeared in the void was like piercing a piece of tofu, easily evaporating the black mist cast by the rickety old man in an instant. At the same time, the five fingers on the flame palm opened, and the five flame lines were like tying zongzi, pulling the knot tied by the rickety old man firmly into the palm of the flame palm.

"No...... Impossible......"

As the whole person was in the hands of the flame hand, an extremely cold and majestic voice suddenly sounded in the ears of the rickety old man, which seemed to pierce his soul in the sea and was deeply imprinted in the depths of his soul.

When the cold and ethereal voice dissipated, the figure of the rickety old man also turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared between heaven and earth under the calcination of the flame palm. Perhaps the only thing that can prove that he has ever been in this world is his last words of horror before his death, which is getting weaker and weaker.