The candle flame in his body was really a little less, and Bai Tang didn't dare to look at it, for fear that if he looked at it, the unused thing would be extinguished.

So he didn't dare to fight, he scurried around like a dexterous cat, followed by a group of gods holding big swords and magic weapons, shouting chaotically, Bai Tangquan couldn't hear it.

The bundle of immortal locks came, he turned around, used the slaughter spirit to pick and threw it twice, and then returned it to the person, and then there was a magic weapon that smashed the head and smashed it, he reached out and held it, turned it around twice on his fingertips, and threw it out as usual.

Running all the way, the crane flew and the tiger roared, chasing a group of people behind him, passing by several times, his face was pale, his tongue was bitter, and he didn't even have time to complain.

He was tossing himself, and suddenly, there were twists and turns in the road ahead - Yang Jian, who didn't know where he was doing, actually stood in place with his hands in his hands, and a black dog with a thin waist and long legs squatting at his feet, and several gods stood behind him.

The many gods who followed behind them stopped after seeing the very prestigious gods, and their faces did not retreat, and they arched their hands, and they took the lead in complaining, saying: "The true monarch came just in time, this son is stubborn, and he just robbed Su Daji's demon soul, it is really hateful, hurry up and take him with us!" ”

"Yes, Zhenjun, this kid can't keep his hands, but don't let him run!"

Yang Jian had just risen from the human world to the god of heaven at this time, and his eight or nine Xuangong had not reached the peak, and his face was not as cold and indifferent as ten thousand years ago, and with some human affection, he smiled at those people and said, "Brothers, don't worry, wait for me to take him." ”

Bai Tang looked at Yang Jian's smiling face like a ghost, and there was a sadness in his heart that a person had turned into a dog, but before the sorrow was over, the black dog pounced on him viciously.

Bai Tang turned to one side, avoiding the vicious dog, but facing a sharp three-pointed two-edged knife, Tu Ling automatically shot out at the last moment, crashing into Yang Jian's long knife, making a crisp sound of gold and iron.

Bai Tang didn't dare to exert too much force, and was immediately shocked and took a big step back.

There was a burst of cheers in his ears, all praising the true monarch's Taoist skills, saying that this thief was nothing more than that.

Bai Tang's fingers rubbed the hilt of the knife, smiling indifferently, but the tail of his eyes swept over a shallow black shadow on the side, and his eyes immediately stared fiercely.

But it was only for a moment, and the howling dog had lowered its body again and pounced.

Bai Tang was afraid of the small piece of moonlight-colored candle flame filled in his chest, thinking that there were still seeds of the big chun tree that he hadn't taken, so he didn't dare to consume the little candle flame in his chest no matter what, and in the joint attack of Yang Jian and Roaring Sky, he barely supported it, and was forced to retreat little by little.

"If you are captured, this gentleman can still spare your life!" Yang Jian held a three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand, and stabbed at Bai Tang again, and he still coldly persuaded him to surrender.

There was a vicious dog behind him, and there were angry gods on the left and right, and the blade in his hand forced him to dodge with very limited space, and after a little hesitation, his face was cut by the three-pointed two-edged knife with a bloody mark. 【￥… Aichi Literature... ¥ Fastest Update]

Bai Tang's figure spun rapidly, his clothes seemed to turn into a strange wisp of white mist in the flying, and he no longer had the sense of substance in a trance, and his body was extremely fast, looking for a ray of life in the knife net woven by Yang Jian

Machine.

Yang Jian smashed it with a fist, slamming directly into the door, with the momentum of thunder and lightning.

It was fast and ruthless, and only Bai Tang, who greeted his punch head-on, knew what it was like.

He was forced to take a big step back, and his back was bitten by the upright wheezing sky, and the pain was raging, and he was a little cold when he landed.

He shook his shoulder blades, the Spirit Slaughter Knife turned to his left hand, and his backhand was a knife, and he let out a cry of pain, let go of his back, and stepped back.

Surrounded by tigers and wolves, there is no way to retreat, there is no way forward, the so-called desperate situation, but that's it.

Bai Tang had a slight breath of respite, his face was calm and he was forced into a desperate situation, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, he had already seen the direction of the breakthrough, it was a god holding a double sword, weak.

Thinking about it, he pounced on it like a tiger and a leopard, and his body was as fast as a phantom.

Yang Jian was furious, and slashed at his back with a loud shout, the person was in mid-air, the knife was on top of his head, and Bai Tang was on tiptoe, Tu Ling suddenly reversed and went up, and he turned around and fought against the knife of the weaker god, and his body bent down with the help of force, and the loach actually slipped out of Yang Jian's knife.

The roaring sky pounced at this moment, Bai Tang's eyes were cold, and he didn't care about the consequences, he was about to kill the dog, but he saw a black shadow with a monstrous yin aura rushing from the oblique thorn, and pounced on the dog to the side.

But because of the dog's delay, the gods who were surrounding all reacted, and they pounced, and even Yang Jian turned around and came again.

The gap that was finally opened was about to be closed, and he couldn't retreat, the road ahead was hopeless, Bai Tang's eyes were dark, and he felt that the candle flame in his body was going to be extinguished today, but the divine object hidden in his body had to find a way to give it to the ink god, he dragged the gods here, and the ink god went to take the seeds of the big chun!

While calculating in his heart, Bai Tang felt a strong force behind him, pushing him towards the Nantian Gate at a rapid pace, the candle flame in his chest was wrapped in layers of yin qi that soaked into his body, blocking the operation of the yin qi in his body, the yin qi was stronger than he imagined, and he couldn't even break free.

All the gods were shocked by the sudden yin qi, and Yang Jian's angry rebuke sounded like thunder: "Where is it sneaky, dare to be presumptuous?!" ”

"He's in league with the man who robbed Su Daji's demon soul! Even ghosts dare to commit such a monstrous disaster! Don't worry about life and death, kill! ”

The gods all shouted angrily, but the powerful ghost in front of him who covered his face with a spell did not retreat for half a step, and he even used the Yin Emperor Evil Talisman, the Underground Mansion Extreme Demon Talisman!

The monstrous yin qi formed an unbreakable wall between the Nantianmen and the gods, and there was no turning circle, leaving no room for it.

This wall of yin qi rose from the ground, and layer after layer of black qi enveloped everyone in it, and no one could see the direction anymore.

This is the last guarantee that someone has laid with the soul body that has been cultivated for thousands of years.

Nine Heavens Pure Land, evil qi does not invade, he will turn himself into a sky full of yin qi, the gods have many magic weapons, he does not ask to be able to kill the gods, but he wants to be able to trap them for a moment, so that Bai Tang does not change history and does not kill the gods, so that he can pass through the unreachable Nantian Gate.

"Don't look back!"

Someone's

The voice sounded in the bottom of my heart, as cold as ever, "Out of the Nantianmen, I went straight into the mountain and sea realm, and at the edge was Dachun!" Hurry up! ”

Bai Tang only felt that his liver and gall were broken, he couldn't listen to anything, he desperately broke away from that force, and as soon as his body folded, he was about to lift the person up, but his waist was entangled by a black chain, and he was pulled down from the South Heavenly Gate without any discussion.

He turned his head as hard as he could, clutching the chains around his waist desperately, his fingers and lips trembling together, and he couldn't say a word in his throat.

The man's face suddenly appeared in a black mist, as bright as the sun, and he looked in his direction, "Okay." ”

……

At the same time, the fear in Su Yuxiu's pupils became more and more obvious, her hair was already completely white, and it hung down softly on her shoulders.

Her fingers were still clasping the man's shoulders with all their strength, and their fingers were sinking into the flesh and stained with golden blood.

But now, her fingers were empty, and the person she was holding down grabbed her wrist and moved away a little.

He's awake!

At this time, he forcibly broke free from the shackles of time, and he became the only living creature in this painting.

There was a slight wheezing sound in my ears, and the crunch of fingers pressing on the ground to crush dead branches.

Su Yuxiu's body trembled almost uncontrollably, and her misty consciousness finally broke free from the chaos for a short time, like a kitten that saw a monster dripping blood from the tip of her teeth, unable to move, only to watch in fear.

Haotian was out of her control and was lying not far away, slowly recovering at this time, his eyes also looked at Su Yuxiu, and finally showed a look of disgust and hatred.

It's like a jackal that has taken off its disguise, and finally shows its claws to people.

He knew she felt it, saw it, and he even saw his slightly embarrassed figure in her clear pupils.

But she didn't dare to move, she didn't even dare to move her fingers, and even the once powerful divine soul was fragile like a candle flame about to be extinguished, which could be extinguished with a little wind.

Haotian's eyes finally appeared with a layer of joy, he supported the ground with his hands, and climbed up little by little, little by little.

Look, what about the creatures of heaven and earth, and how about being able to compete with the sky, the way of heaven is not yours!

Let you overturn the Three Realms and slaughter all the souls, it will still return to dust, and the person you send away will eventually die in the middle of time and space, let him endure the heavens and never reappear.

Haotian finally stood up, looked condescendingly at the woman who was half-kneeling on the ground, and lifted his feet with difficulty.

How do you rip your throat and spill your blood on the ground? How will you cut your soul and sprinkle it on the gods?

What kind of death do you want? As the victor, I give you the last mercy!

Well, tell me, how do you want to die?

……

Probably no more, no one will punish him for copying books, fry a little yellow croaker for him, he is so angry that he can't turn his face and beat him to death immediately, and in the blink of an eye, he can be scared and stop on the spot, and introspect upside down.

No one will even cry out in pain, wandering in the world for thousands of years, just to save a ghost who was sentenced to death by the 18 princes of the underworld

, no one will ever exchange the merits he has accumulated for thousands of years for an illusion, just so that person can breathe a breath of air freely.

Bai Tang buried his face in his arms, his voice choked in his throat, and he could only make a sad muffled sound, like a desperate and hoarse cry from a beast about to die.

What to do? What to do?

What should that person do if he exchanged his soul for that piece of yin qi that confuses the gods for an instant? Is he about to be lost in this era?

No way!

He brought him here, and he must not be left here alone!

He's got to get him back!

He'll have to take another look to see if there's a ...... There are no soul fragments left.

Every time I think of that person, every time I think of a fragment of my soul, I cut myself in my heart.

Thinking of the end, his whole body was trembling, but he gritted his teeth and stubbornly got up from the ground, the black protective film in his body that blocked the operation of his yin qi had dispersed at some point, revealing a candle flame with only one knuckle left inside, fragile and pitiful.

(End of chapter)