this day.

Beibi Mountain, Ghost Palace.

On the mottled mountain steps, at this moment, a big event is happening.

This Beibi Mountain is located in the north of Luoyang, belongs to the branch vein of Kunshan Mountain, can be divided into 33 peaks, during which the old tombs are innumerable, and the graves are difficult to count.

The method practiced by the ghost palace is mostly borrowed from the corpse to obtain work, the corpse has been buried in the coffin for a long time, the flesh festers, and the corpse can be angry, supplemented by the method of the side door and the left way, turning into a corpse poisonous palm. It seems that the "Yin Wind Palm" and "Rotting Corpse Palm" performed by the ghost saint Sheng Ling are like this.

Therefore, the people of the ghost palace gate have been exposed to the corpse gas for a long time, and the yin and evil qi have practiced the exercises, so that they have the appearance of no people and ghosts, and those who are not strong enough to die, most of them die halfway, and before they succeed, they have been invaded by the evil qi of the corpse and lungs, and they died of death.

But now, on the way up the hill to Huangquan.

But I saw the people at the gate of the ghost palace, one by one, as if they were facing a great enemy, and everyone was holding a mourning stick and hooking the soul.

A cyan figure, climbing the mountain step by step, is leisurely and casual at the feet, as if playing and watching the scenery.

"Stop, stop him!"

The two brothers of the Sheng family screamed and gave orders, and their words were crying, and the other disciples were not crying "woo", but in broad daylight, the mountains were like ten thousand ghosts crying, whistling and crying, echoing back and forth between the mountain gaps, and the scalps of the people who listened were numb.

"Old Ghost Sheng, don't come out for a while, send you disciples to die?" Su Qing put one hand behind his back, the other hanging by his side, and spoke loudly, his deep voice stirring endlessly in this Yin Wind Valley, which actually overshadowed the sound of the wind and suppressed the crying of all ghosts.

"Hmph, can you break through my Ten Thousand Ghost Array!"

Sheng Ling's mournful voice came from the peak, and the crying cavity merged into the weeping, and immediately saw that the power rose sharply, the birds flew in shock, and the beasts fled.

As he spoke, a group of ghost palace disciples were already crying and screaming.

Su Qing's expression was indifferent, what he saw in his eyes was a skeleton with a plunder, his skin and flesh were rotten, how could there be a difference between men and women, the old and the weak, all living beings were colorless and colorless, what was the use of this disturbing voice.

He can't be ruthless, he can't give up his love and love, but with the idea of "white bone view" and the noisy white bones everywhere in this world, it is enough for him to get infinitely close to ruthlessness, and even be truly ruthless and desireless, break the "self-grasping" and set foot in the "ruthless way".

When I saw the foolish monk at the beginning, I must have seen that his intentions were not sincere, and I had this thought, lest he deviate from the right path and step on the evil path, so he easily did not pass it on.

This method was originally used by the disciples of Buddhism to quench the greed for the body and practice the Dharma to prove emptiness, but now he is forced to practice by himself with his own obsession, just to improve his ability to enter the martial arts, and the way he walks is undoubtedly narrow.

Although the "White Bone View" can temporarily make him reach the place where his heart is like still water, Su Qing did not expect that today's thoughts will cast his daily disaster, and there will be variables, and the words will be clear later.

Get back to business.

Seeing the disciples of the ghost palace coming one after another, he raised his arm, stood his index finger, his fingertips were full of energy, his big sleeves fluttered and stirred, and his feet did not stop, he was still climbing the mountain step by step, waving his arms and raising his fingers, and the terrifying energy came out through his fingers.

One corpse after another, lying to the ground one after another, between the eyebrows, in the throat, and in the finger holes, there was no living mouth.

"Kill!"

Several people surrounded and killed, and the mourning sticks were all smashed down with great force.

Su Qing didn't stop, his body changed, as fast as a ghost, above his fingertips, the energy suddenly soared, swishing and shooting, and as soon as he raised his fingers, there were several more corpses behind him, bleeding from his throat, and he died on the spot.

If you really want to talk about it in detail, his means are based on the work of his hands and feet, and the weapon is an extension of his hands and feet.

With both hands raised, Su Qing took the mourning stick stiffly, and with a movement of his palm, someone vomited blood and died, and his internal organs were torn.

Along the way, he only killed from the foot of the mountain to the mountainside, and then from the mountainside to the top of the mountain, his hands were stained with blood, and his eyes were still calm and soft.

Step by step, layer by layer, Su Qing reached the top with his hands in his hands, and his eyes glanced at the ghost saint Sheng Ling.

"Hmph, you have slaughtered the masters of the six factions along the way, if you attack them in groups today, it is even more infamous than the "Six-Fingered Qin Demon", I have already ordered someone to go and inform the old Agni Fire them, and now several masters under the mountain have asked for help, but I want to see how you escape this time! ”

Sheng Ling hissed and laughed strangely.

"If I were you, I wouldn't be stupid enough to come alone!"

Su Qing paced slowly, and said softly: "Since this seat set foot in the rivers and lakes, I have encountered countless opponents, and I have suffered several deaths, I believe that there is no real invincibility in the world, and I also believe that I may be defeated one day in the future, but I will never be defeated by a clown like you!" ”

"Send you on the road today, destroy the six factions, but I want to see who dares to reverse black and white, since there are no rules in this river and lake, then I will decide, but if there is no respect, I will kill it!"

Suddenly, he heard the strong wind coming beside him, Su Qing didn't look back, he flicked his sleeves and raised his arms, and a corpse on the ground suddenly bounced up from the ground, blocking the strong wind, and his chest exploded.

A fiery red figure holding a copper staff, like a ball of fire, rushed up the mountain steps.

It is the Agni Ancestor, this person's "Agni Palace" is located in Huashan, which is closest to the Ghost Palace, and is the first to come to help.

"Stinky boy, where are you going to run this time? Tell the whereabouts of the Heavenly Demon Qin, and you will die happily! ”

Not only him, but also He Qinghua, and Dongfang Bai, these four people won the "Heavenly Demon Qin" with a joint attack that day, so they were afraid that they would be broken one by one, and since they came back from the first battle in Taihu Lake, they even healed their injuries together.

"It's a province, I'm going to run around again!"

Su Qing turned his hand, twisted his body a little bit, and glanced condescendingly at the three people who were coming down the mountain.

"Heh, do you really think that you will be invincible in the world when you taste a little sweetness?"

Seeing him turn around, Sheng Ling, who had never made a move, had already seen the opportunity, the disciple was killed, how could he not be angry, with an angry palm, a strong breath, the black gas under the palm was born, like a ghost crying, and the exhalation was straight to the split.

"Repeat the same old tune!"

Su Qing laughed, the green robe suddenly bulged like a ball, there seemed to be a dragon and snake behind him, he stomped on his feet, and with a "boom", the mountain stone cracked, and Su Qing's body left the place like a lightning flash, turning into a black shadow, and it had moved to Sheng Ling in an instant, which was incredibly fast.

The sudden change made his face change greatly.

His body did not move, and his mouth suddenly lifted his breath, and the whole person flew up, as if he had no weight, and he really became a ghost.

Seeing that Su Qing was approaching, Sheng Ling flipped in the air, his palms fell from above, and he carried out a body of yin and evil power, and the move "Night Walking of the Rotting Corpse" was already shot out like pushing a mountain.

"It's good to come!"

Su Qing breathed a sigh of relief, raised his palms, and the momentum was like the sky, only to hear a muffled thunder of "bang", and the palms of the two hands were together.

The next moment.

"Wow!"

Sheng Ling's body was shaky, and he screamed miserably, but he sneered: "You have been poisoned by me, and time is running out!" ”

Su Qing stopped and turned his feet, the two of them went up and down, their arms were entangled with each other, and when they tossed and turned, their hands had already collided in the air, "popping", the crisp sound started, and the strength was surging.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Su Qing squinted his eyes and sighed, but when he saw that he pushed out his palm, he was in Sheng Ling's chest, and he didn't want to feel like he was pressing a ball of cotton under his palm, and when he fell and stiffened, his palm strength was rebounded back to most of it.

"Interesting!"

This is another stunt of Sheng Ling, called "Ghost Body", which is extremely difficult to practice, and the mystery lies in the use of a feminine and extremely feminine qi to control the muscles and bones of the whole body, making it soft as cotton.

Sheng Ling only thought that his miraculous achievements would make Su Qing suffer a big loss, but unexpectedly, the five fingers of the right hand that bounced out suddenly searched, like hooks and claws, the fingertips were vigorous, and the arm was twisted and twisted, but with the treacherous change of the "Bagua Palm", it slid from his chest to the throat of the other party, and grabbed it from the air to his hand like a dragon.

Xu was in order to practice the evil martial arts, although Su Qing's five fingers were deeply immersed in the flesh of his neck, Sheng Ling didn't feel the pain at all, and his internal force spontaneously resisted, and he wanted to fight back.

Su Qing didn't think about it, his right knee bent and topped, and at the same time, his right hand imposed strength.

"Smack!"

The knee hit impartially, just on the waist and abdomen of the ghost saint.

Sheng Ling's struggling body immediately softened.

"Old Ghost Sheng!"

Changing back and forth, a copper staff has been smashed down from behind, with the momentum of wind and thunder, Su Qing's left hand opened the tiger's mouth, the back of his head seemed to have eyes, and with a single palm, the broken mountain and cracked stone were actually lifted in the air by him, and the stone slab under his feet exploded.

It was the Flame Ancestor and the others who were long overdue.

Two other people attacked from left to right, and a long whip rolled towards Sheng Ling, and one person came to bully.

"Help, save me—"

Sheng Ling said weakly and hoarsely.

"It's slow!"

Su Qing pressed his thumb, there was a rattling sound, Sheng Ling's stiff head fell crookedly, his five fingers were loosened, and the corpse had been swept away by He Qinghua, and his right hand was freed, just in time to meet Dongfang Bai, who was bullied.

As soon as the two saw each other, they slapped each other in the air.

But this palm made Dongfang Bai's expression change greatly, he looked at Su Qing's palm, and then looked at his own, the palm print was black, and he took a few steps backwards, and then said angrily: "Old Ghost Sheng's poisonous palm? ”

After the four of them had a blow, they each withdrew.

Su Qing spat blood on the ground, pursed his red lips, and hooked his fingers at the three of them while stretching his arms.

At the foot of the mountain, disciples of various factions poured up one after another.

"Hey!"

He Qinghua's long whip came out of the hole like a poisonous dragon and came straight towards Su Qing.

"Then I'll kill you first!"

Su Qing's eyes squinted, his right hand was wiped from his waist, and suddenly saw a snowy sword light suddenly appear, the sword body was straight, the tip of the sword was pointed, and the big sleeves were floating, he had already carried the long sword, flying sideways, like an arrow off the string, only peeling the long whip in half from beginning to end, together with the woman holding the whip, split it in half on the spot, and the blood mist was splashed.

"Now, it's your time to escape!"

"Choke!"

The soft sword shook, the snow light sword light suddenly soared, Su Qingfei pounced into the crowd, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and with a sweep of the sword, he immediately saw that the heads bounced into the air one after another.

Dongfang Bai was poisoned, and what kind of waves could the Agni Ancestor turn over alone.

"Kill!"

Su Qing was murderous at the moment.

The screams on the top of the mountain, the sound of swords colliding, lasted for almost a pillar of incense.

When Lu Lin and Lu Tengkong and the three of them rushed up the mountain when they heard the inquiry, they saw that among the corpses, Dongfang Bai's body was in a different place, and the Flame Ancestor was shocked to death on the spot, while Su Qing was sitting in a pool of blood with a calm expression, slowly wiping the bell on his wrist.

"Jingle bell—"

The wind is ringing.

……

Five days later.

Su Qing and Huang Xuemei fought at the Emei Golden Peak, and the two fought fiercely for a day and a night, and the outcome was unknown.

The six factions have withered and declined, disappeared, and the old and new forces in the rivers and lakes have alternated, and Su Qing has been named "White Bone Yama" to deter black and white.

After closing the mountain, he never showed up again, and he didn't know what to do.

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