"What?"

In an instant, he had already broken through the barrier of the White Bone Demon!

Looking at the overwhelming sword light, the black-clothed Taoist's complexion changed greatly, the hairs all over his body exploded, and the extreme sharp cutting sensation spread in his body.

This sword light was incredibly sharp, and the mana aura around him was broken almost instantly, touching his body.

Suddenly, an unprecedented death crisis filled his heart.

Fu Zheng,

Spell

Supernatural power!

Move!

The black-clothed Daoist was stunned, and he frantically drummed up his mana.

But how rich is Enkisheng's combat experience, and how fast is it?

Not to mention the moment he stopped before, he had already dreamed of understanding all the methods of this black-clothed Taoist!

With one sword, you can use thousands of spells, and there is no room for them to play!

Sneer~~~

It was only an instant, and that layer of invisible mana aura had been cut into complete pieces by the wood knife that blessed this royal sword divine will.

Then, the sword light was like a prison, like the sea, and the black-clothed Taoist was drowned in one fell swoop!

"Ahh Yes! Yes! ”

The miserable ghost-like howl broke through the night sky and echoed throughout Xiao Zhang's village.

"This, this ......"

Listening to the terrible scream, Rao is Sa Wuling hated the black-clothed Taoist deeply, and he couldn't help but shiver at this time.

I can't imagine what kind of pain this has to endure to be so miserable.

Call~

It seemed that it was only for a moment, and the sword light had disappeared.

Sa Wuling swallowed a mouthful of saliva and looked.

I saw that the black-clothed Taoist man was standing upright, but he had lost his breath.

As soon as the night breeze blew, his black clothes flew in an instant.

Then, large swaths of flesh flowed down his limbs and torsos like water.

In an instant, it has become a blood-red skeleton!

Is this a knife?

Rao is Sa Wuling has seen many dead bodies in his life, and his stomach is also sick to his stomach, and he can't describe his mood.

He looked at Anderchson.

In the night wind, he stood with his knife in his hand, and the fierce claw of the white bone demon came to a halt less than an inch from his back as his master died.

It seems to have been carefully calculated.

"Before, senior......"

Sa Wuling's scalp was numb, and he looked at An Qisheng's eyes as if he had seen a ghost, and his heart doubled with awe.

All four limbs were a little weak for a while.

This, this senior, is not a good stubble, and he is too ruthless.

"After receiving the urn, this layer of mana aura is a little interesting........"

An Qisheng glanced at the soul of the black-clothed Taoist who was floating above the skeleton in front of him, his face was distorted and hideous, and he was in extreme pain, and he thought about it.

One knife is killing, and a thousand knives are also killing, but he didn't think that a thousand knives were better than a knife.

The reason why this knife is so ruthless is naturally because of the mana aura of this black-clothed Taoist.

Cultivators in this realm have the saying that there are nine levels of heaven.

The first level of qi cultivation, this level, can only strengthen the body, prolong life, but it is also at most a hundred enemies, such as this Sa Wuling is so commonplace, fists and feet are not as good as people in the martial arts are also everywhere,

But once you get the heavens and step into the second level, you can no longer compare with mortals.

Once the mana is condensed, the body will spontaneously produce a mana aura that is invulnerable to mortals.

This aura is not only invulnerable, but even automatically recovers, yes, An Qisheng slashed the entire mana aura with one sword, and naturally his body was also slashed clean.

It's like a shaved banana.

"My flesh, my flesh! Ahhh You're so ruthless! It's so ruthless!! ”

The black-clothed Taoist roared fiercely, his soul was elongated, and he wanted to fight An Qisheng for his life, but he was nailed to the ground with a knife in his hand.

The soul is empty, and the wood knife is solid.

But the actual firewood knife nailed the soul of nothingness, and this scene made Sa Wuling feel weak again.

I've seen that chai knife myself, and there's nothing strange about it.

Is it still a magic weapon?

"Bai Guzi, what is this compared to what you did?"

An Qisheng looked indifferent.

Before dreaming of this white bone, he didn't just try his methods, he had already seen what he had done before at a glance.

The royal people kill their blood relatives, put people into the oil pot inch by inch, peel off the scalp, and fill the liquid metal such as mercury alive....... One by one, one by one, they are all vicious methods that he has never seen in the two worlds.

To say that he is a brute is an insult to the brute.

"Let me go, or you will die too, you will definitely die a miserable death!"

The white bones twisted and screamed.

The white bones are gradually going crazy.

This is not because of a huge blow, but between this heaven and earth, there is too much resentment and bad luck, and the soul is in it, like a drop of water dripping into the sea of ink, which is very easy to be affected by it, and even assimilated.

In the end, he became a demon who only killed madly.

"Bai Guzi, the Great Qing Dynasty, a native of Yantai Mansion, learned literature at an early age, failed, and later practiced martial arts, but failed, lost all his family wealth, lost the mutilated secret book of the Evil Sect, and secretly practiced for forty years......."

An Qisheng glanced at him lightly:

"You are cultivating this white bone man and demon chapter, using the bones of your blood relatives, right? You don't have a mother, your father brought you up, think about it, this white bone belongs to your father!

Now, you are like a relative and friend, you have no friends, and you have no sect inheritance, so you can be said to be a lonely ghost.

Am I right? ”

"You, you ......."

The soul of the white bones trembled, sometimes elongated, sometimes leaned back, sometimes rushed up, but was nailed to the ground by the firewood knife, and could not touch a sleeve of An Qisheng's shirt at all.

"Who are you, who are you? How could you possibly know? How could you possibly know? ”

The bones were shocked.

There is no second person who knows these things, some things, even he himself has forgotten, how can this person know?

Who is he?

An Qisheng naturally didn't answer, he picked up his feet, held the fist-sized incense burner in his palm, shook it casually, and was included in it in the fierce struggle of the white bones.

"Who the hell are you?"

The incense burner trembled, and the white bones let out an unwilling roar:

"You can't be a mortal, you can't be!"

"White-boned ......"

An Qisheng's eyes rippled, and the information of Dao Yitu reappeared:

[Cost of Dao Power 199 ......]

[White bones: 67/162 (the former is the present, the latter is the dead life)]

[Original trajectory 1: Born in the human world of the Emperor Heavenly Realm, Yantai Mansion of the Daqing Dynasty, born with his mother, when he was young, he was not able to write martial arts, and then he got the evil sect and the incomplete cheats, and even the flesh and blood of the soul as a sacrifice, and then traveled all over the world, and raised a human demon ....... with the blood of countless people]

[In the ninety-seven thousand six hundred and ninety years of the Emperor's Heaven, on the eve of the Netherworld Monarch's Sacrifice, he was killed by Bai Wuchang Xie Qi]

One hundred and ninety-nine points of Dao power!

This is one of the reasons why Anqisheng left him.

The information collected by this white bone is as high as two hundred, almost one-fifth of the zombie king's deaths, and there is no need to think that he should be a man of the year in the next hundred years.

Originally, of course.

"Netherworld Monarch Sacrifice ......"

An Qisheng slowly exhaled a long breath and lifted the firewood knife.

According to Bai Guzi's memory, he also understood the words he heard when the strange Yin God came three days ago.

It's the Netherworld Monarch Sacrifice!

Those ghosts seem to be one of the sacrifices of this great sacrifice......

With a soul, as a sacrifice?

Preparations for the sacrifice had already begun a hundred years in advance, and what a great sacrifice should it be?

"I, why am I here?"

"Ahh Dead man, dead man! ”

"White bones, white bones, monsters!"

As the ecstasy incense dissipated, hundreds of villagers came to their senses one after another in front of the ancestral hall.

Seeing the living corpses in front of the ancestral hall, white bones, and stinky blood, they were so frightened that they were colorless and fled frantically.

Rao is Sa Wuling's prestige is quite high, and when everything is explained, the sky is about to get cold.

"Little old man, thank the mage for saving his life!"

"Thank you for saving your life!"

"Mage ......."

When they woke up, although the villagers were still scared, they all stepped forward to thank them and sent all kinds of food, silver taels.

Declined the silver tael, accepted the food, and An Qisheng walked out of Xiaozhang Village, and behind him, the tall white bone man and demon followed in unison.

This white bone demon has condensed the mana of forty years of cultivation of white bones, and even without a master, it is a great threat to ordinary people.

Naturally, it is necessary to take it away.

Behind him, Sa Wuling hummed and pushed the wooden cart full of grains, vegetables and even some melons and fruits, and followed with difficulty.

In this wave, the talismans he had accumulated were almost consumed.

I can only push it myself.

Back in Yizhuang, Sa Wuling was very diligent with his hands and feet, and after placing a lot of grain and vegetables neatly, he pulled his arms and began to cook.

After solving this white bone demon, he was in a good mood.

In this way, when the ten-year period expires, he will be able to join the Heavenly Providence Sect under the recommendation of the imperial court and obtain the method of 'receiving the penance'.

Whining~

The yellow dog kept circling the white bone demon, looking at the latter's bones as white as jade, and there was still a bloody glow inside, and his saliva flowed all over the ground.

The white bone man demon condensed by the white bones for forty years, the mana fluctuations contained in it, are naturally a great attraction for this yellow dog with faint signs of enlightenment.

One person and one dog are busy.

Ankisheng ignored it and sat on a bench in the courtyard, cleaning up his booty.

Bai Guzi has been practicing for forty years, and his family background is naturally there, but the living corpses and imps have been killed, and the remaining things are very limited.

Beyond some broken silver was the incense burner that could hold the soul.

This incense burner is also used to extract the souls of others, and of course, it is now a place for his soul.

"Alien Evil Law: The White Bone Man and Demon Chapter ......."

An Qisheng's eyes were half-open and half-closed, digesting the memories of the white bones.

An evil cultivator who has been punished naturally knows more things than an unpopular Taoist priest like Sa Wuling.

The cultivation of the Emperor Heaven Realm is divided into nine levels of heaven.

Many practice cheats are divided into five types: tips, laws, classics, scriptures, and paths.

This evil method seems to be in the second level of it, but in fact, in this Emperor Heaven Realm, it is already an extremely advanced secret book.

This white bone man magic is also a Dafa that can achieve the Eight Levels of Heaven and the Yuan Shen Realm!