Rumble!

The sound wave is like a sword, piercing through the void, its speed is like a supernatural power, and it is extremely fast!

Outside the night, the sword light is like the morning sun in the sky, without the slightest temperature, but it is extremely gorgeous, dispersed with its sound, if the morning dawn!

Li Ding and the others, who were frightened by the black fog before they had gone far, heard this sound, only to feel that their minds were buzzing, and the blood flowed from the seven orifices, and they fainted to the ground without saying a word.

"Is Uncle Li really close?"

Xi Yingqing had already closed his eyes and was waiting to die, but when he heard this, he couldn't help but open his eyes, and the long sword in front of him appeared again, and the sound of Zheng Zheng moved.

A cultivator like her, who had just entered the Dao, would not have been able to escape under the hands of a monk who had condensed into a great dan, if she had no magical powers.

That's why she stayed where she was after the two retreated, and chose to communicate with the teacher first.

The bet is that the master will send someone to follow him.

Fortunately, she won the bet......

"It's not slow, but it's a pity that ......"

Hearing the sound of the sword, it came like a tide, but the black-robed man just sneered, and still grabbed himself towards the barren mountain and broken temple.

As soon as he grabbed it, all the ghosts and ghosts all over the mountain let out a sharp chirp, but they couldn't resist being taken by the giant hand.

Xi Yingqing, who was in the temple, only felt that his heart was swaying, and his soul seemed to be pulled out.

"You dare!"

Between the swirling sword lights, a middle-aged man in a green shirt had a calm face, and the sword light burned like fire, outlining a red sword phoenix with wings spread for hundreds of miles!

After slashing straight towards the rolling black mist, they stood opposite each other, both black and white with indifferent faces.

Airplanes~

The same unintentional Ten Thousand Phoenix Blade Divine Power, urged by others, is much faster than what he wants to do, and his power is too much stronger.

Before the sound could break through, the red sword light had already dyed red like fire in the middle of the night, and the meaning of Zheng Zheng killing seemed to be all-pervasive, and it came straight to it.

"Oh?"

Seeing this brilliant sword light, the white-clothed man who was contemplating the broken temple only then raised his head, and a faint ripple appeared in his pure white and unkind eyes:

"Phoenix ......"

His mind moved, and at the same time he raised his palm, and when his slender and white five fingers flicked slightly, a large number of runes rose to the sky:

"Let's see if that's the case!"

Airplanes~

With a light lift of his palm, there were many ripples, the void was like the sea, the black mist was like a tide, accompanied by a terrible sound like a ghost's roar, and the sword light was suddenly drowned.

Bang!

In the next moment, the earth shook the sky!

The silent mountains suddenly boiled under the night, and hundreds of thousands of miles of sky were intertwined, attracting anger, surprise, or indifferent gazes in the deep mountains.

Call!

In a mountain stream and ravine, Qiao Qi'er looked at the hurricane that swept through the mountains and forests, raising dozens or hundreds of miles of mud mixed with angry tides, the two colors were white, and her heart was terrified:

"What, why did you come again?"

Qiao Qi'er fought in two strands.

Witnessing this earth-shattering and disaster-like scene several times in the middle of a day and night, he still couldn't calm down.

Such a battle, if it weren't for the guidance of this senior behind him, he would have been buried in the mountains at this time.

"It's not slow."

An Qisheng couldn't see, but he saw more than Qiao Qi'er, but his heart didn't fluctuate much.

Compared to what he had experienced, it was nothing.

It's just that in my heart, I can't help but sigh that in this earth immortal realm, or the unique and abundant spiritual power of the Emperor Heaven Realm, the power of the supernatural power is far stronger than the human Dao.

Condensing into a Great Dan is already like this, and after nine turns, what is the situation?

Rumble!

In the loud sound of thunder, the sword light collapsed, and only one sword light rose into the sky like a meteor.

"None, Impermanence Palace?!"

Li Qinghou was shocked and angry in his heart.

What Xi Yingqing could think of, he naturally wouldn't be unexpected.

Although the Impermanence Palace cannot be compared to the 'Dao Palace', 'Sumeru', and 'Great Zhou Emperor', it is also a behemoth second only to those giants.

What are they going to do when they cross the sea?

Airplanes~

But the thought flashed for a moment, and he had to make a move.

Because the black-robed man clawed with one claw, the countless ghosts and spirits in the mountains and rivers of the hundred miles have all left his body, and he wants to be pinched to death!

Such a terrifying soul-hooking supernatural power, I hope to bear the brunt of it, and I can't stop it at all!

He slashed with his sword, but it was too late. Pronounced with a sword, it went straight to a hundred miles, and there was surprise and anger: "Impermanence Palace crossed the sea to be the enemy of my southern world?!" ”

"Looking south to the world?"

The man in white closed his palms and stood upright, but the man in black robe sneered, and the palm of the black mist had reached the barren mountain:

"You don't count!"

"No!"

Seeing the spirits in the mountains twisting and screaming on the barren mountain, and the sword light in the broken temple was extinguished, Li Qinghou was unwilling, and the sword blade turned and slashed at the two again.

"Can't stop ......"

In the ruined temple, Xi Yingqing coughed up blood and flew upside down, and his already pale face was even more bloodless.

Seeing the black fog covering his eyes, his soul trembled, and he couldn't hide the bitterness in his heart, so he closed his eyes again and waited for death.

"Ahh

But in the next moment, an extremely sharp hissing sound resounded through the heavens and the earth, and it bleeded from the seven orifices that were shocked by Xi Ying's feelings.

She opened her eyes suddenly, and all around her were red, as if she were drowning in flames, as if she were soaked in a sea of blood.

I was horrified.

Looking again, I saw that the blood light burst out from behind the broken temple, and the latter came first, completely tearing apart the night curtain that was falling down.

The blood light rushed into the sky like fire, crisscrossing like a array, like a basket, but it was more like outlining the shadow of an inexplicable fierce ghost and god!

The shadow of the ghost and god was illusory and blurry, and it was impossible to see the face, and it seemed that it would dissipate at any time with the sudden yin wind.

And it's such an illusory shadow.

In the night, the indifferent black and white duo saw it, but they let out an angry, terrifying, and extremely sharp hissing sound in unison:

"This, this, this can't be!"

The moment he saw the bloody light that was about to dye the night red, the black-robed man withdrew his hand and retreated as if he had been struck by thunder, and his body was trembling.

It seems that he has seen an unprecedented horror, and he is almost about to flee from the wilderness.

"This ......"

Even the man in white, who had already noticed it, was terrified to the extreme the moment he saw this fierce ghost and god shadow with his own eyes.

"Really, really? No, this, how is this possible? That's impossible! That's impossible! ”

The man in white can still be calm, but the man in black seems to be stimulated to go crazy.

Suddenly raising his hand, the black mist giant palm tore through the incoming sword light, suddenly pulled the man in white, and ran into the night with a wild roar.

A flicker, and then there was no trace.

"Huh?"

Li Qinghou missed with a sword, and when he was surprised, he was stunned by the scene in front of him.

On the barren mountain and broken temple, the illusory ghost only shook its body, opened its mouth to make a swallowing shape, and an extremely fierce yin wind had swept the mountains for thousands of miles.

It spreads out at an unimaginable speed.

Everywhere you go, the ghosts in the mountains, the ghosts in the forests, the ghosts and fires in the tombs, and even the all-pervading gloomy atmosphere in the night.

All went against the current.

In a hysterical wail, he was swallowed into the mouth by the fierce ghost!

This scene is terrifying!

"Trolls suppressed by their predecessors?! Trolls? Trolls? ”

Li Qinghou's heart swayed, and the sword light around his body was scattered, and he almost fell into the air!

But in an instant, he realized that something was wrong!

In that wind-filled place, only ghosts and ghosts were swallowed by it, and the beasts and even a few people running in the mountains had never been sucked away from their souls and vitality at all.

And the ghost that was swallowed by it did not seem to be devoured by it, but seemed to be 'transmitted' away in some unknowable way?

"This, is this the god dedicated to this temple? Like, I've never heard of ........"

Unlike the shock, horror, and blood of others, Xi Yingqing only felt that his body was warm, and the wounds of his soul that were almost torn apart before were also healing.

So, looking at the vicious shadow outlined by the blood light, she only had gratitude in her heart, and there was no fear at all.

Airplanes~

Not long after, the yin wind in the mountain dissipated, and the blood on the broken temple and barren mountain also dispersed, and in a few moments, the shadow of the ghost and god had disappeared.

"Thank you for God's life-saving grace!"

Xi Yingqing was stunned at first, and then respectfully kowtowed in front of the statue that had long been invisible, and was grateful in his heart.

If there was no such god, she would have been taken away from her soul at this time, and she would never have recovered.

But in this barren mountain and ruined temple, how can there be a god appearing?

Call~

A ray of sword light broke through the air and fell into the ruined temple.

"Yingqing, you're fine."

Seeing the hope of worshipping in front of the statue, Li Qinghou couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, his senior nephew was the most valued disciple of his senior brother.

There is a high probability that he will be in charge of the Star Gate in the future.

Otherwise, with his identity, how could he follow a junior?

"Thank you Uncle Li for your rescue......."

Seeing Li Qinghou coming, he was physically and mentally exhausted, and stood up with his body.

"It's good that you have nothing to do, if you have an accident the first time you go out of the mountain, Uncle Shi, I really have no words to see your master."

Li Qinghou smiled reluctantly.

He knew that if it weren't for the shadow of the ghost and god this time, even if he tried his best, he could only watch his nephew die in front of him.

"It's the nephew who is too arrogant......"

Xi Yingqing smiled bitterly.

She has gone down the mountain a lot of times, but it is the first time to walk the world alone, but where did she think that she would almost die in this barren mountain and broken temple?

"What happened here, I have summoned Senior Brother and Tiangangmen, your injuries are not shallow, let's find a good place to heal first."

Li Qinghou restrained his smile: "This temple is dilapidated, and there is no temple blessing, where did the god come from before?" ”

Xi Yingqing shook her head, she had never heard of the manifestation of the gods, but the phantom before that was clearly different from the supernatural powers she knew.

But when he inadvertently swept the corner, his eyes couldn't help shrinking.

On the corner wall, there is a blood-colored mural, vivid.

'Is it ......'

......

"God, God......"

Qiao Qi'er let out a groan, he couldn't see the whole picture of this scene, but he only saw a few corners, and he was already shocked.

This sudden thing can swallow the ghosts of the mountains!

"God descended to the earth, the power of incense, you are really here...... too"

An Qisheng sighed in his heart.

Of course, it was not because he was afraid of walking at night that he rested in the broken temple, but because he felt the familiar smell of incense.

When he paints in the temple, he just gathers the incense scattered in the temple.

Its momentum is huge, but it can only be used to intimidate with the power of opening its mouth.

"Little one."

An Qisheng patted Qiao Qi'er's shoulder, calmed his mind, and calmed his thoughts:

"The storm is settled, it's time to go."