In the Great Rock Valley, the rich evil qi turned into a yin wind blowing in the canyon, and the bare boulders melted and cracked under the erosion of the yin wind, slowly but just enough to make people perceive.

Jian Sheng held the sword in his hand, turned into a black shadow and shuttled through the group of evil spirits in the canyon, and the sword qi slashed towards the evil spirits on his side with his movement, and the sword qi brought up pieces of blood, leaving a corpse.

Few evil spirits survive his attacks, and if they do, he will not hesitate to turn around and strike another sword.

The evil spirits are not afraid of death, attacking and killing each other, and staging the bloodiest and most terrifying scene of the dark sky in the most savage and manic form.

Suppressed to the extreme, almost crazy release.

Evil spirits are half-crazy creatures, and in extreme mental and emotional states, they become irrational lowly species or release the depression in their hearts, and evil spirits often choose the latter, and their survival is not within the scope of these evil spirits' considerations.

So, there is only destruction, only madness......

Jian Sheng shuttled between the evil spirits, and I don't know how long it took, but finally, as a jade-white figure came into view, Jian Sheng stopped.

It's cold jade.

Without any extra words, Leng Yu's whole body turned jade, and layers of energy wrapped around his palms, rushing towards Jian Sheng.

Jian Sheng's expression was cold, he understood Leng Yu's difficulty, and he retreated sharply at the moment, and at the same time his footsteps swirled slightly, the sword qi surged out and transformed into a sword shadow.

The sword shadow paused slightly, and it seemed to be sucked at the moment it hit Leng Yu, and it instantly became chaotic, and its lethality was greatly reduced, leaving only a few white marks after falling on Leng Yu's body.

The reason why Leng Yu is called Leng Yu is because of her physique that can be transformed into a Xuanyu body at any time, and her strong defense and attack power make her almost invincible in terms of fighting.

Of course, Leng Yu's terrifyingness is more than that, what makes Jian Sheng also have a headache is Leng Yu's strange force field, obviously without any attack power, but it can suck the surrounding energy and even enemies to his side, and this kind of suction is chaotic, without any rules at all.

It's like Kensheng's attack being weakened just now, it's a headache.

The sword fought and retreated, and it didn't take long for the battle between the two to move to the sky.

High in the air, Qing Yingzi's eyes flashed slightly, and he approached the place where the remnant kite and the spirit devouring dragon were fighting with an unkind expression. The faint Xuan Qi fluctuations spread out in all directions under the cover of the energy fluctuations of the surrounding battle, and the Xuan Yun Fox sneered and showed his claws, and followed Qing Yingzi.

Evil spirits kill, monarch disputes.

No one will run away from it, this is a normal state of the dark sky.

"Alas, the old man is too old to take part in the games among you young people. The bone monk sighed, and with a sad expression, flew to a hill above the canyon, and sat down cross-legged.

The other six monarchs had no reactive reaction, and they had already sensed the state of the Bone Monk before the long-suppressed slaughter began.

The strength of the bone monk has dropped too much, and the life characteristics are extremely weak, like a broken candle in the wind, and everyone else knows the reason, so naturally they will not embarrass him.

Even if the Bone Monk is half of their enemy.

......

"Grandpa Lion, don't move, it's still ready to be drawn right away. In the brand-new pavilion, he was still lying in front of a meter-high desk, holding a paintbrush to depict the appearance of the roaring lion, and looking up at the roaring lion from time to time.

Kneel down at the desk and tap the drawing paper, otherwise the drawing paper will shift due to the still movement.

Xiao Ruoshi tilted his head slightly, his eyes were smiling, looking at him, and he didn't react to what he said after he finished saying it for a while, and immediately straightened his posture and maintained his strong consciousness.

After a while, he still happily pounced in front of the roaring lion with the painted scroll.

"Grandpa Lion, look, this is Grandpa Lion who is still painting, isn't it very powerful?"

The golden lion on the picture scroll is majestic, lying on the edge of the cliff, smiling in his eyes, looking at the vast grassland below.

Xiao Ruoshi still remained motionless, and after a long time, it seemed that he finally found that he was still coming to his side, and then he seriously looked at the golden lion on the picture scroll.

After reading it, Xiao Ruoshi rubbed it affectionately, looking very happy.

If he could still speak, if his thinking was not so sluggish, he would definitely praise it at this time.

"Grandpa Lion, you still have to draw a picture. ”

Xiao Ruoshi still rubbed the still, still giggling, after half a sound, Xiao Ruoshi got up and walked to the small painting table, picked up the paintbrush, looked at it, and painted.

......

On the Silver Leaf Plain, a block was built by the efforts of many evil spirits, and in the center was a huge mansion where the Eight Great Monarchs still lived.

For three months, this neighborhood has been inhabited by all kinds of evil spirits, old and young, human and alien beasts, all of whom have one thing in common, to maintain the most sober sanity and live a normal life.

As a result, in just three months, this neighborhood has become almost indistinguishable from the bright city, but every late night, this neighborhood always falls into a different scene.

"Still, let Grandpa Bone hug you well. The bone monk trembled and stretched out his hands, he was already dry and thin, but after three months, he was like a serious illness, like a withered body.

still threw himself into the arms of the bone monk, lying coquettishly.

"Grandpa Bone, don't help me today and still dissolve the evil spirit, okay, it's still okay. ”

The bone monk smiled and sighed: "Then how can it be done, but grandpa promised you, this is the last time, whether it is good or not, after this time, let them still resolve it." ”

Still thinking about it, he nodded with a smile: "Well, it's the last time." ”

"The last time, the monks didn't like to lie, even though Grandpa was only half a monk......"

"Poof, Grandpa Bone doesn't look like a monk at all. Still smiled sweetly.

"Hey, grandpa is still a high-ranking monk, and his Dharma is thorough. ”

"Grandpa Bone brags. ”

The bone monk smiled faintly and was noncommittal, "Later, something happened, and the old man no longer regarded himself as a person in Buddhism, and all Buddhist cultivation was also banned by me. ”

"There are clouds in the Dharma, I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell. I am already a remnant of the demon body, why do I have to dirty the Buddha characters? Maybe this is the last stubbornness of the old man. ”

Grandpa Bone was talking again and still didn't understand. Still pouting and feigning anger.

The bone monk laughed, "I don't understand, come, still do a good job, grandpa will help you survive the last vitality." ”

"Hmm. ”

Still sitting cross-legged in front of the Bone Monk, closing her eyes and raising her arms, waiting for the Bone Monk to clear the evil qi from her body as before.

A pair of large rough hands gently pressed against the palms of the still palms, and warm currents poured into the ......