Sinister!

Yuanchen didn't know why he could see such rich emotions from that dog's face.

"Deceived Tuan Tuan Tuan?"

In an instant, Yuan Chen understood the deep meaning.

I suddenly felt creepy.

Who's playing him!?

White?

Gugu?

Wang Xiaoyu?

Or Zhang Ming?

It can't be the heart of the Immortal Sword.

Yuan Chen subconsciously looked down at the blonde boy, and it happened that Xiao Jianjian also looked at Yuan Chen.

Xiao Jianjian glared at Yuan Chen angrily, looking sinister and cunning at all, but like a child who had been angry.

It's not that it can see through my heart.

At this moment, Yuan Chen found that a small head had come out of his chest, and the little head first glanced at Yuan Chen, and then stared at the blonde boy, the two were like mortal enemies.

The owner of this little head is naturally Lu Youfeng, this sable has fallen into a deep sleep since he left the deep mountains and old forests, Yuan Chen wanted to stuff him into his pocket, but it turned out that the pocket of the combat uniform was too small to fit in.

In desperation, he could only stuff him into his arms.

This is also a habit of the mortals in the Red Dust Realm of the Traceable Continent.

Source dust also came out of the red dust realm, and naturally developed a habit.

When you get used to doing something, you will naturally forget it.

So, sable source dust is really forgotten.

Could it be that Sable is the one who plays him around?

It was too late to think about it, because Yuan Chen saw that the blonde boy was about to turn into Xuanyuan Sword again.

"Don't be impulsive, this is the demon pet I have subdued. ”

"Demon pet?!" The blond boy's hair exploded, and the blonde hair seemed to be pricked on Yuan Chen's chin one by one.

Blood flowed down and dripped onto the sable's body.

"Little Sword ......"

Yuanchen's eyes blurred for a while, and he gradually lost focus.

It should be that he has lost too much blood, Xuanyuan Sword's head is naturally very iron, and Wang Xiaoyu's body is also very weak.

In fact, there is a little source dust that he can't deny, Wang Xiaoyu is dead.

No matter how much the source dust is nourished with dragon temperature and nourished with soul breath, the fact that the physical body is dead and the soul is transcendent really cannot be reversed.

In this world, there really is no second source of dust.

When the blonde boy heard the three words Xiao Jianjian, his eyes became more determined.

The golden light flashed, and Wang Xiaoyu's head exploded in an instant, and blood was all over the ground.

Sable was completely stunned by this scene.

Once it was a man who was a badass, a damned man, who killed his whole family and severely injured him.

But later, he understood the truth and learned that the man was actually a good person.

Three hundred years of life are actually not as full as the thrilling events that have occurred in the last few days.

Life in the mountains has allowed the sable to maintain an ethereal mentality, daring to love and hate.

He knew that the man was actually dead, and he didn't deny that he had given his gratitude to the man in front of him, but he didn't feel that he had done anything wrong.

Because the truth was given to him by the person in front of him.

In this person, he didn't feel the other way he looked.

This person seems to have a temperament of his own, which makes him subtly surrender.

Now he's dead!

Sable's eyes were red, staring at the blood.

Suddenly, the sable's purple fur turned bloody.

This seemed to be done in the blink of an eye, so much so that the blonde boy squinted.

The next moment, the red-haired sable rushed towards the blonde boy.

The next moment, the sable flew out and fell in a pool of blood.

The blonde boy was about to turn around when a red light rushed over.

The claws are sharp, and if they are caught on the body of an ordinary person, that person will have to lose his skin if he does not die.

But the blonde boy is not an ordinary person, to be precise, he is not a human at all.

Even he has no soul.

On the inside, he is a sword heart that has killed immortals, and on the outside, he is a sword that has been sealed for a long time.

The blonde boy didn't pause at all, still turning.

The red light didn't even get close to the blonde boy before it was knocked away by an invisible golden light.

After spurting out a few mouthfuls of blood, Lu Youfeng's eyes gradually lost their brightness, but he still crawled towards the blonde boy.

The blonde boy frowned, but he didn't pay attention to Lu Youfeng, and walked towards the little milk dog.

The little milk dog, who had fainted, suddenly moved his ears, and then squinted his eyes, and when he saw the blonde boy walking towards him, he immediately blew up.

"You, you...... What do you want to do? You don't want to come here. ”

"Don't pretend! I'm annoying!" the blonde boy took nine steps and turned into a Xuanyuan sword and slashed at the little milk dog.

The little milk dog's originally panicked face instantly calmed down, he raised his hand slightly, his hand was black, he didn't care about the sword at all, and he was still smiling: "The sword spirit of the Xuanyuan Sword has long disappeared, I don't know who you are, and I don't want to know who you are, but since you want me to die, then I can only let you die, with your soul strength, it is impossible to exert the true power of the Xuanyuan Sword." ”

The golden light fell, and the little milk dog split in half.

The souls were split in half, and then scattered into many strips, ready to escape.

But every famous sword must have a sword domain.

In the sword domain formed by the golden light, Xuanyuan Sword was the arbiter.

The soul fragments that scattered and fled all felt a golden light slash down towards them.

"No, you are by no means the Xuanyuan Sword Spirit, the Xuanyuan Sword Spirit has long since died, who are you, I can't die, I am the Lord of Hell, I am the King of Hell. ”

"Silence System, come and help me, you say okay, I control that body, you take care of me. ”

"I'm going to die now, won't you see death?"

The sound couldn't be transmitted at all, and the sword light fell again.

All was silenced.

The blonde boy reappeared, he turned around and walked to Wang Xiaoyu's side, and kicked it.

A figure floated out of Wang Xiaoyu's body, at first it was a little muddy, but then Yuan Chen's eyes focused, and then he stared at the finely carved boy in front of him.

Yuan Chen didn't scold the other party, nor did he reprimand the other party, just looked around, and then asked, "It's over?"

The blonde boy stared at Yuanchen's soul with burning eyes, but did not speak.

Yuan Chen stroked his forehead, and said with some difficulty: "Xiao ...... Sword...... Sword, you ...... True...... Club. ”

The blonde boy smiled happily, then glanced at the lying sable.

At this time, the sable has regained its original purple hair, but he came to the real before, so now he is on the verge of death.

The blonde boy himself knew that he couldn't let the other person die, so he stepped forward and kicked it as well.

Then the sable stood up again, as if it had been beaten with chicken blood.

Even over time, the sable's hair becomes smoother.

He was still grinning at the blonde boy, but when he saw the soul floating above Wang Xiaoyu, he suddenly became excited.

Then it pierced through the soul body from the source dust and fell to the ground.

"Follow me, go. "The blonde boy doesn't seem to like to talk very much, so he talks less when he can.

Yuan Chen nodded, didn't ask much, and after he buried Wang Xiaoyu, he followed behind the blonde boy with Lu Youfeng.

Heizun's phantom has long since disappeared, and as for the lake mirror, even if Yuan Chen is greedy, he can't get it.

At a certain moment, Yuan Chen felt that he and Lu Youfeng were like the bodyguards of the blonde boy, protecting the little one.

It's just that the truth is often very hurtful, and now he and Sable combined are not the opponents of this little one.

Fortunately, this is not his enemy, otherwise he would not know where to cry when he cries.

Nothing to say all the way.

The scene of hell is naturally not as simple as the late little milk dog recounts.

Yuanchen also saw the so-called Cheese Mountain, which was a mountain made of flesh and blood.

Looking at it from afar, there is a foul smell, but fortunately, Yuanchen does not have a physical body at present, otherwise he would have to vomit.

Keep digging deeper.

They walked through a black forest.

The forest was littered with corpses hanging from trees, which were not only terrible, but also smelly.

At the moment, Hell has left an indelible impression on Source Dust.

Keep going.

All the way without incident...... Even if there is something, it is also a matter of hell and demons, what does it have to do with the source dust?

At first, Yuanchen was still a little frightened, but later, Yuanchen was already numb.

Hey, there's a demon standing in the way......

Oh, and here comes another ......

Well, how many are these?

There is no end to the road.

Eventually, the blonde boy stopped at the foot of a mountain of bones.

This White Bone Mountain is much higher than the others.

It's like there's no place on the planet that is higher than this mountain.

This is a mountain of bones, a mountain made of white bones.

As soon as he got closer, Yuan Chen felt a strong evil aura.

"Huh......" Yuanchen breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Comfortable." ”

The source dust now is the soul body.

All along, the Red Flame Seal has been a painful shackle for Yuan Chen.

It trapped the source dust and burned its soul with its blazing heat.

The source dust cannot be shaken off, so it can only be borne by gritting its teeth.

When he came to White Bone Mountain, he felt like he had returned home.

"It's really good that there is a huge soul-nourishing array here. ”

Yuanchen is not a saint, he can't see the White Bone Mountain, so he cried sadly, and then said I want to avenge you.

But this time, Yuanchen really wanted to say, "The day you have been waiting for has come." ”

The reason why Xuanyuan Sword didn't rush into the White Bone Mountain in the first place was only because he was accumulating strength.

If it was normal, he wouldn't have to be so careful.

But after all, this involves the stupid master behind him.

Yuan Chen had just floated behind Xuanyuan Sword, and the other party moved.

It completed the switch of human sword form in an instant, and then rushed into the White Bone Mountain.

Yes, he rushed into the interior of the White Bone Mountain, not the ordinary sense of the word.

"Let's go up too. ”

The source dust can't wait to go up and cool down.

The evil Immortal Xingbai first gave me candy to eat, and then asked me to help him make a fire.

As soon as I turned around, he pushed me into the fire.

Whenever I think of this, Yuanchen feels very uncomfortable.

As soon as Yuanchen's feet stepped on the White Bone Mountain, this White Bone Mountain suddenly collapsed.

Occasionally, Yuanchen also seemed to see that on the White Bone Mountain, there was also a throne made of white bones beckoning to Yuanchen.