Like dumplings, ghosts and goblins continue to fall to the ground, and radish pits appear on the stone steps. In each of the pits, a roaring goblin struggled to crawl out.

In the sky, there are those ghostly elites with demonic wings, constantly hovering in the distance, leaving behind a path like flames, and the screams are permeating.

"The Yin and Yang Creation Fruit is handed over." The middle-aged Taoist did not rush to attack, but spoke calmly. Standing under the sea of blood, the long black and white hair is windless and automatic, and the long clothes are hunting.

Ever since there was an abnormal movement in the bronze ancient coffin above the Nine Heavens, Zhang Yang had keenly noticed that the eyes of the middle-aged Taoist glanced there from time to time, as if there was something to be afraid of.

Even the attack on Zhang Yang and the others stopped, as if they didn't want to disturb the things in the ancient coffin.

Isn't there really a big zongzi?

"I don't think you'll let us go if we hand over the Yin and Yang Creation Fruit, so why should we hand it over to you?" The corners of his mouth were mocking, and as soon as his palm flipped over, a fruit like a black gem appeared in the palm of his hand.

There is also a shining silver rune outside the crystal peel, and the two Yin and Yang Qi flow and converge outside, which is the Yin and Yang Creation Fruit in the mouth of the middle-aged Dao.

The middle-aged Daoist's eyes shone with red light, and even his breathing was a little shorter, and his tongue licked his scarlet lips. "But I can leave you a whole corpse, otherwise, I will refine all of you into blood puppets, and you will never be reborn!"

"Hmph", Xiang Tingge heard the words of the middle-aged Taoist, and it was more direct. The light in his hand flashed, and his white fruit cracked open again, and wisps of yin and yang qi overflowed around him again.

"Look for death! Eat them! ”

The fierce light in the eyes of the middle-aged Taoist was like a ghost, and he shouted loudly, and he was furious. The strange and handsome face was also destroyed by the hideous expression and blood-red eyes, which looked terrifying.

"Chop! Don't be stunned, eat it quickly, this fruit is obviously of great use to that demon path! Xiang Qinge's injured body quickly recovered under the nourishment of yin and yang qi, and his closed right eye also opened again.

For a moment, Zhang Yang seemed to see the scene of the disillusionment of the stars and the collapse of the earth from his right eye. The left eye is the opposite, and the scene is groundbreaking and vibrant.

The left eye is alive! Destruction of the right eye!

In the chaotic and noisy screams of various ghosts, Zhang Yang still clearly heard Xiang Xiangge's words, and his palms tried to crush his yin and yang creation fruit.

But I helplessly found that even though my knuckles were white and red because of the force, the fruit still did not change in the slightest.

MMP！ Looking at the blood puppet ghost who had already pounced, Zhang Yang had no choice but to stuff the fruit into his mouth directly like a second senior brother eating ginseng fruit.

As soon as he entered his mouth, Zhang Yang felt as if the sturdy skin did not exist, and the flesh instantly turned into a pure yuan force and poured into his whole body. A faint fragrance filled the taste buds, making the pores of Zhang Yang's comfortable body stretch out, and a silver symbol flashed away on Zhang Yang's chest.

Yaoxi and Xu Xuan, who were in the distance, also swallowed their fruits into their stomachs, and for a while, the four yin and yang clouds on the field reflected each other.

The middle-aged Taoist's face turned cold, and the surging death qi in his body stumbled like a tidal wave. It's as if a demon dragon is dormant in its body, awakening at the moment.

"If you swallow your seat, you can get the power of yin and yang creation, and achieve the immortality of the evil king!"

The middle-aged Taoist's voice was a little cold, with a hint of madness and hysteria. Under the order of the middle-aged Daoist, those blood golems rushed towards several people one after another at this moment, and at a glance, it seemed that there was no end.

In the sky above Xiang Xiangge, a cloud of yin and yang qi turned into a long scroll and spread out, and a yin and yang Taiji pattern emitted bursts of brilliance. The qi of yin and yang condensed into a black and white lightsaber and stopped in mid-air.

Wrapped in a dazzling golden light, Xiang Qinge floated in the air, his long golden hair dancing wildly. He crossed his arms and stared coldly at the filthy and ugly ghosts, his face full of disgust.

"Give me death!"

It was like a thunderbolt exploding, and the sound wave was centered on Xiang Xiangge, and the black and white lightsabers in the sky poured down like a torrential rain.

The blood puppet who was fierce in the sea of bitterness was a little unsightly in front of Xiang Xiangge. That layer of skin that could resist the attacks of the Yuan Zun, and even the Great Yuan Zun, was like tofu under the sword rain, and it was easily turned into a stump of a stump.

However, the middle-aged Daoist didn't care about this, because there were endless blood golems constantly crawling out of the sea of blood. Although Xiang Qinge's sword array was quite dense, the number of blood puppets that couldn't withstand it was too much.

Finally, you crossed the blockade and rushed towards Zhang Yang and Yaoxi.

Yaoxi's brows, which had been contemplative and constricted, suddenly relaxed, her face changed greatly, and she shouted in horror: "The sea of blood will not dry up, and the River Styx will not die!" This demon path is practicing the exercises of the ancient Styx Ancestor, and if you want to kill him, you must first destroy his sea of blood! ”

was broken by Yaoxi, and the middle-aged Taoist did not panic, but was proud for a while, and let out a burst of laughter like a ghost owl. "When the Yuan Power of this heavy pupil is exhausted, the sea of blood in this seat is endless. The sea of blood will not dry up, the blood puppet will not be extinguished, and it will be up to you to stop it when the time comes! ”

After incorporating the sword intent of breaking through ten thousand laws with one sword, Zhang Yang found that the blood puppet that could not be split had also lost its greatest support in front of him, and fell under his feet like a chicken and a dog.

However, after hearing Yaoxi's words, Zhang Yang couldn't relax at all. glanced at the sea of blood hanging above the middle-aged Taoist, and couldn't help but feel anxious in his heart.

"You guys, this ancient coffin is a formation Sudoku, I feel like I can solve it!" Xu Xuan's somewhat happy voice came from above the Nine Heavens, but it caused an uproar in the battlefield.

Zhang Yang, who had been paying attention to the middle-aged Taoist, noticed that his complexion had changed drastically on the spot, and he looked at the bronze ancient coffin above the nine heavens with a solemn expression, and raised his feet several times but finally put them down, and it was difficult to make up his mind.

In the end, the middle-aged Taoist showed a hideous face and stepped forward. As if with the power of the underworld, everyone couldn't help but set their eyes on the bronze ancient coffin.

The middle-aged Taoist's step was like crossing the thunder pool, and the originally calm and breathless bronze ancient coffin suddenly shook, scaring Xu Xuan on the side to the ground.

Compared with Xu Xuan, the middle-aged Taoist's reaction was even more exaggerated, and his figure flashed directly, and he retreated hundreds of feet. The whole body tensed, staring at the bronze ancient coffin motionlessly, until he saw that there was no response, he breathed a sigh of relief.

But after this time, the middle-aged Taoist seemed to have lost his soul, and he glanced in the direction of the ancient coffin every few seconds, but he never dared to step on the invisible boundary line again.