A white light flashed in the sky, and after about ten breaths, a firelight appeared where the white light was.

The second-in-command of Yanyang Villa, a sturdy Han Lieyang flute with a height of nearly two meters, stepped on the Chiyang Lihuo Knife, and couldn't help frowning slightly when he looked at the white dragon figure in front of him. The speed of the one in front of him was a little scary, and now the Lieyang Flute has tried his best to catch up, but it is still gradually being pulled away, and this terrifying speed makes the Lieyang Flute frightened.

The reason why the second-in-command of Yanyang Villa will appear here is that not long ago, someone sent a message to Lieyang Di, saying that An Ran, the main gate of Xuanyin Gate, had escaped, and if he wanted to catch the old ghost, he would immediately follow.

I don't know if this is a game, but the Blazing Sun Flute, who has extraordinary combat power and a high realm, doesn't care if it's a game. He only knew that no matter what, he would never let go of anyone from the Xuanming Sect. If one person leaves, then the secrets or treasures of Chengyang Water Mansion may be transported away, not to mention that the person who transmitted the voice to Lieyang Di said that it was Tai Anran's cunning old ghost who escaped while taking advantage of the chaos.

Along the way, it is inferred from the changes in the aura of heaven and earth that on the road chased by the Lieyang Flute, someone used the Lie Yang Flute, not to mention that the goods flying in front of the Lie Yang Flute definitely did not use the Lie Yang Flute, and the white jade dragon riding in front of the goods was obviously a magic weapon, and it was a hot eye for this magic weapon Lieyang Flute.

The eyesight of the Lieyang Flute was still good, and he was at least sure that the blue-robed young man flying in front of him had definitely not condensed into a primordial infant yet! The wealthy Lieyang Flute is ready, and when he catches up, he will immediately ask the blue-robed young man if this dragon-shaped magic weapon is sold, this tall and precious Lieyang Flute is willing to give half of his savings in exchange!

Uncle Bird, who is considered to be unobtrusive, will of course prepare for the worst, even if it takes a year to stabilize the realm, and there are a few treasures by his side, although Uncle Bird has the confidence to live two moves with the Yuanying Monk, but when it comes to killing the other party, Uncle Bird is still very self-aware. In order to prevent Uncle Bird from missing his hand, before chasing the old ghost of Tai, he specially transmitted the sound to the second-in-command of Yanyang Villa in the crowd not far away, which is also the reason why Uncle Bird has a small tail behind his buttocks.

Controlling the Shenxing Jade Dragon to fly at full speed for about a stick of incense, Zhao Ping's eyes narrowed slightly, and the Shenxing Jade Dragon turned into a white jade dragon coiled around Zhao Ping's body in an instant.

Looking at the thin old man sitting cross-legged on a strange black rock mountain not far ahead, Zhao Ping's tone was stern, and a brown-red oil-paper umbrella appeared in his hand.

Holding out the oil-paper umbrella, Zhao Ping walked down from the sky step by step as if he was stepping on steps, and at the same time, Zhao Ping visualized the appearance of gods and demons in his heart, and the terrifying coercion poured out of Zhao Ping's body.

At the same time, on Zhao Ping's face and hands, a series of turquoise meridians appeared, and the emerald green light emitted by the turquoise meridians made Zhao Ping look strange and extraordinary.

"Little friend, how about letting the old man live? The incident of the Aoki Sect back then was done privately by the elders of the old man's family, and the old man could send eighty percent of the treasures of the Xuanming Sect as atonement! ”

Different from the desperate Ermen main Feng Yin, the master of the Xuanming Gate is quite sleek. Zhao Ping is like this now, with a green light all over his body, he is a monk who cultivates the vitality type of mind method, and the master of the Taimen is sure that the blue-robed young man in front of him is definitely a disciple of the Tree Sect.

Looking at this young man who slowly walked down from the sky, exuding terrifying might, the corner of the eyes of the master of the stage couldn't help twitching again and again, looking at the little jade dragon coiled on Zhao Ping's body, and then looking at the oil-paper umbrella held in Zhao Ping's hand, and intuitively told the master of the gate that he must be careful with the umbrella in this kid's hand, otherwise it may not be necessary to suddenly capsize in the gutter.

Looking at Zhao Ping, who was dressed in luxurious equipment, and thinking back to the few treasures on his body, the master of the Taimen felt like 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping by.

Nima Dan, isn't this kid's equipment too luxurious? It's a mobile magic weapon again, and it's that weird brown and red oil paper umbrella, when did this kind of strange treasure become so worthless, and a Jindan realm kid can take so much? Could it be that this kid is the next generation of the Tree Sect to teach, the luxurious equipment is a bit excessive!

In the face of this Zhao Ping, who is extremely strong in his whole body equipment, and now has an extremely strange appearance, the master of the stage gate does not dare to be careless. Originally, only one percent of his attention was on Zhao Ping, but at this time, his attention to Zhao Ping was increased to three percent.

"I'll get more by killing you, won't I?" The corners of Zhao Ping's mouth raised slightly, and a wicked smile appeared on his face, "I advise you to talk to me about it, don't delay time, delaying time is not good for you." By the way, the one on my side said, if you can get rid of me in a stick of incense, then let you go. Don't worry, that one counts. Uncle Bird didn't hesitate to open his eyes and talk nonsense, how can he frighten the guy in front of him without pretending to be forced, "that" Uncle Bird himself doesn't know, let this fool guess.

Hearing Zhao Ping's words, Tai Anran's heart jumped, and his face was bitter, plus the word that person, is there really a Tree Sect master hiding nearby.

Knowing that he couldn't escape, the master of the stage considered Zhao Ping's words, and at this moment, he caught a glimpse of Zhao Ping's slightly disdainful smile. The clay figure still has three points of fire, and the owner of the gate of the stage immediately has green muscles on his head: "Okay, good, do you want to use the old man as a whetstone?" Yes, the old man will come to meet you, boy, remember what you just said! ”

For the master of the stage in front of him, Zhao Ping was also a little crying and laughing, he was so cautious when he shouted cruel words, what this old guy just said was not only for Zhao Ping, but also for "that".

As soon as the main voice of the stage gate fell, his clothes suddenly shattered, and a dark iron fist the size of a casserole smashed towards Zhao Ping fiercely between the lightning and flint.

At the moment when the fist was about to hit Zhao Ping, a faint golden light flashed in Zhao Ping's eyes, and the brown-red oil-paper umbrella moved in front of Zhao Ping at this moment, and the wide umbrella of the oil-paper umbrella separated Zhao Ping from the master of the platform.

An umbrella just wants to protect yourself, dream! The master of the stage let out a roar that was not like a human voice, and swung his right fist with all his might.

"Boom!"

The ground shattered, and in the face of the full force of the old monster's punch, the black hill was fragile at this moment, and Tai Anran's punch directly caused the hill under him to sink!

A fist smashed on the ground, and the door owner was very stunned, and a punch that was nine out of ten was actually slid away?! What happened to that oil-paper umbrella? At the moment when the oil-paper umbrella hit the main door of the Taimen, the oil-paper umbrella shook gently, directly unloading four points of force from the punch that the main body of the Taimen was bound to win, and the remaining six points were directly slid away.

It was like punching the cotton with all his strength, and the master of the gate was so disgusted that he almost vomited blood.

The dust dispersed with the wind, and what appeared in the big pit was not the figure of the thin old man who was just now, but what appeared in Zhao Ping's field of vision was a giant muscular man with a height of nearly three meters! The iron-black skin was covered with all kinds of scars, and it was terrifying.

Seeing this, Zhao Ping frowned slightly, and the emerald green meridians on Zhao Ping's body surface, which originally emitted an emerald green light, also dimmed a little. The slightest trace of aura from this swarthy giant actually faintly showed signs of suppressing the breath of life in Zhao Ping's body!

Where the giant stood, the earth seemed to be baked by the red sun, and cracks appeared.

"Dry? No, Chisato Chisato is too slow...... Stained with a hint of drought fish, you guy is really a madman, he actually transformed himself into a zombie, and even fused a trace of drought essence blood, you are not crazy. Looking at the Taimen owner whose image had changed greatly, Zhao Ping's eyes widened in shock.

Fusing the essence and blood of the corpse clan's big monster drought with the body of a living person, how did this guy survive, and he didn't go crazy without being tortured!

"For the sake of power, what can't you do!" The swarthy man actually raised his hand slowly towards Zhao Ping, and a mysterious power surrounded Zhao Ping.

An abnormal flush appeared on Zhao Ping's face, scarlet blood overflowed from the pores on Zhao Ping's body, and Zhao Ping forcibly suppressed a mouthful of blood that reached his throat.

"Little Peach! Take over the whole body of the blood! "Drought has the ability to control blood. Among the powerful people, the ability is even more unexpected, and the drought with strong blood control ability even has the ability to drain the blood of the whole body from a distance of thousands of miles! The pseudo-zombie drought that Tai Anran has turned into is using the ability to control blood at this moment.

After a short fight, the master of the Taimen understood that he wanted to kill Zhao Ping, because the weird brown and red oil paper umbrella would never work by brute force alone.

"Obey Daddy!" Xiao Tao's voice sounded in Zhao Ping's heart, and the turquoise meridians that had originally become a little dim were bursting with emerald green light at this moment, and the rushing aura forcibly pressed Zhao Ping's originally uncontrolled blood back to their original trajectory.

Sky Strike!

Zhao Ping took a sliding step, and the eyes of the Shenxing Jade Dragon, which was coiled around Zhao Ping's body and had the same heart as Zhao Ping, lit up slightly, and Zhao Ping suddenly turned into afterimages, and appeared in front of the dark giant in the blink of an eye.

The oil-paper umbrella was closed, the spear blade of the umbrella tip popped out, and the three-change umbrella instantly switched to the spear form, and Zhao Ping's spear was quite tricky from the bottom to the top one by one, and at the moment when the master of the stage had not yet reacted, it pierced his heart!

Zhao Ping's eyebrows moved, and the three-change umbrella suddenly pulled out a pool of foul-smelling reddish-brown viscous blood. The moment the three-change umbrella was withdrawn, an iron fist the size of a casserole smashed straight down, the oil-paper umbrella was stretched out again, and the spear form switched to a shield form in an instant.

The dark iron fist touched the greasy umbrella surface, and immediately removed more than half of the force, but the remaining force was enough to blast Zhao Ping out! was sent more than ten meters away by a punch, and Zhao Ping looked at the dark giant in front of him.

High-level zombies are very powerful, they are almost immortal, high-level zombies will condense a corpse core, the corpse core is indestructible, and the zombie is not dead! Zombies can hide their nuclei anywhere in their body, as long as they can hide them.

The higher the level of the zombie corpse core, the smaller it is, the most powerful drought in Kyushu should be the Yellow Emperor female corpse recorded in the "Classic of Mountains and Seas in the Great Wilderness of the North", as far as Zhao Dasheng knows, this one has no corpse core, and she is among the immortals with her body! It is a small number of poor self-cultivation stream successes in Kyushu.

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