Gray clouds gathered, and countless clouds swirled in the sea of clouds. A series of screaming and screaming sounds came, and the sound was full of the meaning of terrible death, which couldn't help but make people feel cold from the inside out.

"It's okay to cut off the fat man's wealth, but you count my friends, and I can't sit idly by and ignore the fat man. In the depths of the endless sea of clouds, the fat man sat peacefully on the broken wooden chair, a silver array enveloped him, and countless silver runes circulated in the air to evolve the scenery of gossip mountains and rivers.

The fat man smiled lewdly, he picked up a bowl of turbid wine and took a sip, put down the bowl, gently flicked his hand, and a silver light pierced the silent gray sea of clouds, and went straight into the distance. "It's fine now, I hope the old man didn't cheat me this time. ”

Tianyan Pavilion, the place where he grew up, slowly emerged in his mind, until now, even if he was alone, he still did not forget, since he was a child, the unscrupulous old man told him that some people, some things, pay attention to one word, fate.

When fate comes, the cause and effect of everything will be revealed. "Don't treat yourself badly outside, use all the money you cheated......" Remembering the old man who had been crazy all day, the fat man smiled, he grabbed a handful of peanuts from the table and chewed them carefully.

Another gray ghost was pierced through by an arrow of light in a terrible wail, and was nailed into the void, instantly dissolved into nothingness, turned into a little spark, and passed away with the storm. "Mission, destiny. "From the moment he stepped into the sea of clouds, the young man could feel the strange changes in himself, which was directly related to his fortune.

Fate, the young man was silent, and when he thought about it, he didn't forget to pluck the bowstring, countless light arrows, flashing with pitch-black flame runes, taking away the alien lives of gray ghosts one by one.

"Amitabha, poor monk, this is a transcendent benefactor. ”

Among the monks, the leading young monk knelt on the ground, his hands were folded, his face was pious, and an ancient Bodhi tree appeared behind him, on which three sacred relics were hung, and countless Buddhist treasures were guarding his left and right.

In the sound of Sanskrit chanting, the golden Buddha light shone in all directions from the ancient Bodhi tree, penetrating the barrier of layers of clouds and mist, and countless golden scriptures flowed, obliterating the gray ghost in front of the face with a transcendent momentum.

The neighing sound of war horses came, and a cyan figure wearing bronze armor and holding a bronze spear slowly walked out of the clouds, and under his crotch was a two-horned war horse also wearing bronze armor.

Sha Bodhi naturally knelt in the sea of clouds, his body, there were bursts of Buddhist Sanskrit sounds, and there was an immeasurable Buddha light, behind his head, the Bodhi tree behind him emanated. He looked up and met the blazing blue eyes.

Behind this monk, there were countless monks looking nervously at the cyan figure, when the white bone portal was opened, there was a tendency for ten thousand souls to open the gate of heaven. And the costumes of those ghost armies are not much different from the cyan figure in front of them.

If it was those ghost armies that attacked this time, they really didn't know if their reincarnated Buddha would be able to resist it. Amid the neighing roar of the warhorse, the cyan figure slowly raised the rusty bronze spear in his hand.

Countless iron horsemen like this figure appeared in front of the monks of the Western Polar Paradise, and the ancient and desolate war song once again sounded from the entire sea of clouds. The cyan figure raised the spear in his hand, and in the neighing of the war horse, countless iron horsemen waved the bronze Changge in their hands and charged at the Cha Bodhi.

"Amitabha Buddha ............" The reincarnated Buddha chanted a Buddha horn, and he buried his head in the ghost iron riders who came to take his life. In the immeasurable light of the Buddha, cyan and gold began to pour into each other.........

"Little junior brother, be careful" In the depths .........of the endless sea of clouds, the gray clouds and mist are churning, and from time to time there are magnificent red rays that flash away, giving people a different kind of beauty and rendering this dead and silent picture. The four women, like Chunlan and Qiuju, were sealed for cultivation, and they could only quietly watch the battle from a distance.

The thin boy danced with a long sickle in his hand, the red light shone, and seven golden lines flashed from his left eye, which was the result of the evolution of the Supreme Killing Dao, and the scythe method he created, if the Nine Hook Moon and the Eight Extremes Fall Kill were all borrowed, then the Seven Purgatory, was his own power.

Killing the emperor, Shura Dao, the killing thought is endless, the killing intent is immeasurable, and the killing path is endless. This is one of the inheritance supernatural powers of his emperor-killing lineage, and it was used by him for the first time at this moment, and countless ghosts were immediately killed.

Countless ghosts, one after another, attacked frantically, like a tidal wave, trying to drown the white night. At this moment, the killing intent of the white night sprouts, and this kind of pleasure of indulging in killing and entering the realm in killing is simply inextricable.

One by one, the ghosts were destroyed under the incineration, they turned into a stream of pure energy, which was ingested into the dantian by the white night, and between the beating of the two hearts, the black and white blood flowed, and the pure energy was frantically refined by the white night.

At this moment, the white night was not comfortable, countless blood marks were all over his body, many of which were fatal wounds, and the bones were visible. But just as he was still in the middle of killing, the figures of cyan iron riders appeared around him.

"That ........." Bai Ye stopped what he was doing, he saw a mountain, in this vast sea of clouds, and the lonely tombs all over the mountain, in the gray sea of clouds, there were different dry skeletons appeared, causing countless monks to be frightened.

It was the tomb soil, when Bai Ye first came to this ancient battlefield, he had seen it, and he also met the White Bone Palace, and fought with the heavy desolate tomb guards there, but he only got three red stones that he didn't know how to use, and he saw a handful of what is called the great absurdity of the world.

"Bang" Bai Ye's body retreated, he half-knelt in the sea of clouds, and then this opportunity to be repulsed, he was just able to get a respite. It's just that for this opportunity, the price he needs to pay is heavier after all.

Half of his body had a terrifying scar, the scar was covered with copper-green rust, the rust was corroding his body, countless black and white blood flowed out, and from the moment it touched the copper-green rust, it made a hissing sound.

Bai Ye lowered his head, he looked at his terrifying wound, if it weren't for the fact that he had Fan Li's body, he was afraid that if he was an ordinary monk, he would fall immediately.

It seems that the enemy this time is only stronger than the Heavy Wilderness Tomb Guard. Bai Ye was indifferent, Fan Li's blood boiled, and there were bursts of roaring sounds, and his momentum became stronger.

The bronze iron horseman, replacing the gray ghost, or along with the gray ghost, appeared in front of the cultivators of the sea of clouds, and their number could no longer be counted by numbers, so that some monks were already on the verge of collapse.

"Choose, give up or continue. Once again, the majestic voice resounded in the hearts of all the cultivators. These are the two paths that the Corpse City puts in front of them, the first is to give up the guard, all the people they just guarded will be killed by the ghosts, and the guardian itself will be qualified to enter the inner city.

The second is to continue to fight the ghosts here, and meet the endless battles until the end, during which time if the person you are guarding falls will be judged as a failure, and if you fall under the sword of the ghost, you will also be judged a failure.

"Come, keep ............" Bai Ye roared, he straightened up, and pointed directly at the bronze iron knight with burning affection, the wooden token hanging from his waist emitted a faint gray glow, and a strange secret power surrounded him.

"Senior sister, junior brother, he ............"

Although Bai Ye can continue to stand at this moment, his aura is up and down, the bronze rust is too terrifying, even if he is Fan Li's body, he is still corroded by it, this is a curse, and it will spread.

The four girls in Leng Chen were silent, looking at Bai Ye like this, their hearts were greatly shocked, shocked, and even more moved. In the cultivation world, no matter how close the relationship between ordinary cultivators is, I am afraid that it will change with the passage of time, and they may even turn against each other just because of a strange treasure.

"Maybe this is the real relative...... Beiming Qiantong was silent, and the white-haired young man's every move in front of her couldn't help but think of the prosperous imperial capital, the magnificent and extremely luxurious palace.

It was a cold place, there was no temperature, and everyone was vying for power, just for a cold chair and so-called strength. But her innocent sister, the little girl who was like an elf, still died at the hands of those people.

In the sea of clouds, there were wails from time to time, full of sadness and pain. Some people are chilling, some people are happy, until in the face of death, they finally see the true face of the people around them, the best colleagues in the past, and the people who send them to die today.

"Ziwei star power, star power breaking army. "The white night roared in a low voice, the black and white demonic power rose, the magnificent purple star twinkled in his right eye, a purple star, appeared on the heavenly dome, there were monks to start, this star, they, could not be touched.

With a roaring sound, the power of the magnificent purple star condensed, turning into an unstoppable blade, sweeping across the cyan iron horse, countless ghosts, turning into pure energy and floating in the void.

"Star Potential Greedy Wolf" Bai Ye groaned, a purple wolf head appeared, enveloping the white night, and a terrifying suction force appeared, sucking a lot of pure energy into the wolf's head.

"It deserves to be our little brother. Frost and dew were happy, and she was happy from the bottom of her heart to see that Bai Ye was safe and sound.

"That purple star is the ......... of the white night" In the sea of golden clouds, dozens of figures stood together, and the magnificent light of the stars guarded them, no matter how the ghost iron rider charged, they would dissipate under the protection of the starlight.

Outside the hut, two unscrupulous old men continued to play against each other, and from time to time they let out a sinister laugh, and a breeze blew by, startling a few leaves of the tree............