Chapter Eighty-One: The Divine Trick of Yin Damage

Seeing that He Yun was also unconscious, the middle-aged man who looked like Xiao Si flashed a glimmer of light in his eyes, and his right hand was raised slightly, and the cyan spiritual power was densely covered with it silently. He has been with Shuming City all the year round, and there is a reason that is clearest.

If everything can be done overnight, it is best not to draw snakes and add to it, and there are many dreams at night!

Now, it would be best if he could kill He Yun in one fell swoop while he was also distracted.

Rumble!

The aura was agitated, surging endlessly, and a palm gang with unparalleled momentum smashed down wildly, and came to the top of He Yunye's head in an instant. At this time, the middle-aged man did not use any martial arts techniques, but he was furious with spiritual power, so that he could be fast and ruthless! He Yunye was bound to bombard and kill him before he could react! No matter how bad it was, He Yunye would be severely injured with one blow!

Palm Gang approached and bowed his head slightly, but He Yun, who should have dealt in a hurry, suddenly looked up at the middle-aged man not far in front of him. The strange thing is that in He Yunye's eyes at this time, the black air is flowing, the forest is cold and treacherous, and the demon is extremely evil.

The corners of his mouth involuntarily showed a cruel smile, and the sound of dead silence without any emotional fluctuations came out coldly.

"The first form of the Divine Knife Technique - Crimson Heavenly Tooth, Hundred Ghosts Walk at Night!"

When the words fell, He Yun also held the knife in both hands, and slashed it out flatly! A gray and bleak knife light, the blade light was like blood, dividing the sky and the earth, and slashing forward!

Above the sky, a pitch-black plank road, ten cars wide, dilapidated and cold, suddenly extended from the feet of He Yunye to the feet of the middle-aged man.

At the same time, a noisy and mournful ghost whistle rose through the air. I saw that it seemed that the netherworld cave was opened, hell was up and down, and countless evil ghosts, hazy and gloomy, there were hundreds of them, with a compelling ghostly aura, appearing under the knife light, holding the knife light that seemed to be dim at any time, along the plank road, slashing at the middle-aged man at an alarming speed!

The first type of God's knife trick, breaking good and cultivating evil, evil ghosts catch knives and cast Senluo!

The sword flashed through, and the void seemed to have been slung away! It looked illusory, silky, twisted and fluttering, as if it would disappear at any moment.

"Not good!"

When the knife light came, the middle-aged man changed color in horror, and the right hand raised in a hurry didn't have time to wave down, and suddenly changed direction and blocked the knife light in front of him. At the same time, the ladder trembled, and a hazy cyan space appeared behind it.

It can be faintly seen that in the cyan space, there is a thriving faction, countless vegetation trees are strong and green, flowers, birds and beasts, and they can be seen everywhere, and the scorching cyan aura contains endless vitality, flowing in the meantime, and stretching endlessly.

Between life and death, there is a great terror! At this moment, middle-aged people are even fighting for their lives. Looking at the miserable white knife light, the middle-aged man had the terrifying illusion that his breathing was about to stop! He understood that if this knife could not be stopped, he would die!

Brush!

Everywhere the knife light passed, the cyan palm, like a ripple foam, was instantly annihilated. The ghost phantom under the sword light seems to have decreased, but it is not obvious. The middle-aged man not far away, whose expression changed drastically, saw that his palm was useless, and he didn't pay attention at all in the panic in his eyes.

"The sea of vines is vientiane, and the walls are thousands of miles!"

The middle-aged man was covered in cyan spiritual power, and he roared hoarsely. Before, he never thought that in the face of a small Heaven Treading Realm cultivator, he would need to work so hard!

Rumble!

Endless cyan vines, of varying thicknesses, tangled and entangled, like a group of snakes dancing, setting off waves rushing out of the blue clouds that covered the sky, submerging the figure of the middle-aged man, and swallowing away at the miserable white knife light.

Poof!

The ghost roars into the sky, and the sword light is unimpeded!

The surging endless cyan vines burst into pieces, disappearing between heaven and earth. The ghost phantom under the light of the sword is also constantly consumed. However, even so, the sword light finally slashed in front of the middle-aged man.

Brush!

The sword light passed by and disappeared into the sky, and the ghostly roar that tore through the clouds and the sun was silent for a moment. The treacherous plank road paved from under He Yunye's feet slowly dissipated, and the eerie and terrifying scene between heaven and earth dispersed.

He Yun also held a long knife in front of him, his chest rose violently, and his eyes looked at the middle-aged man who suddenly stopped in the distance without blinking. At this time, his spiritual power had been exhausted, and although his body was not injured, he felt extremely weak.

In the distance, the middle-aged man's panicked expression froze on his face. The tall and upright body slumped down. The skin of the whole body, like an old tree, is wrinkled, the face is shaped and boneless, and the crane spots are clustered, and there is no shadow of the previous one. The green silk on the top of the head also became withered like snow in an instant. In a short period of time, the appearance of a middle-aged man has become extremely old and terrifying.

The first type of the divine knife trick, the evil ghosts are haunted by the casting of the knife, cutting the life, taking the number of life, and extraditing the common people to break the red dust, which can be described as extremely domineering!

As soon as He Yun first obtained this Divine Drawing Technique, he was also shocked by its terrifying and terrifying killing power! He even had a hesitant idea of whether to cultivate this Divine Drawing Technique. After all, this Divine Knife Technique is really too bad! The first three styles of the Divine Knife Technique are actually more terrifying than the other, and the last style that has been sealed will not be so magnificent.

The middle-aged man's body shook a few times, and a faint wheezing sound slowly sounded. At the same time, the old and terrifying head was raised with difficulty, and two resentful eyes looked towards He Yunye. The shriveled lips trembled, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say a word for a long time.

This middle-aged man is still alive!

He Yunye's brows furrowed suddenly, feeling the unprecedented resentment in the middle-aged man's eyes, and the Divine Guiding Knife in his right hand was raised again. This man must die! Otherwise, it will be a disaster after all!

"Enough!"

However, just as He Yun was about to make a move, above the sky, a deep cry full of anger suddenly sounded.

He Yun also looked up, only to see Shuming City, who had a freehand face earlier. At this time, he was already standing in front of the middle-aged man with a face full of anger. He looked at the middle-aged man's gaze, and he actually showed a strong look of worry.

Before he had time to think about it, the right hand under the white sable fur of Shuming Chengyin suddenly poked out, with a strong golden light, and suddenly pressed on the middle-aged man's head. The figure of the middle-aged man slowly sank until he reached the waist of Shuming City.

It can be seen that under the huge supply of spiritual power in Shuming City, the middle-aged man's complexion gradually became ruddy, and even his breathing stabilized, and he was no longer as laborious as before.

Seeing this, Shu Mingcheng seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and his golden bright right hand slowly retracted.

However, it was at this time that the anomaly protruded.

I saw that after Shuming City withdrew his hand, the middle-aged man's body suddenly burst into gold, and countless golden aura continued to overflow from his limbs. At this time, the middle-aged man's body looked like a sieve, and he couldn't retain a trace of spiritual power.

"What's going on?"

Shu Mingcheng's complexion, which had just relaxed, suddenly became solemn. The right hand, which was put down, was raised again.

"Master, no need. Anu's body, Anu understands. No need, no need. ”

With the help of Shumingcheng's aura, the middle-aged man was finally able to speak normally, but he seemed a little weak.

"Master, Anu won't be able to accompany Master in the future. Treasured, sir!"

As he spoke, the middle-aged man lifted his breath, knelt at the foot of Shuming City, and bowed deeply.

"Anu!"

Shu Mingcheng stretched out his hands and was about to help him up, his expression slightly moved.

Shaking his head with difficulty, the middle-aged man looked up at He Yunye violently, and his old and withered face was full of determination.

As if realizing something, Shu Mingcheng changed color in horror, and hurriedly said:

"Anu, what are you going to do? Things haven't reached the point of no return, you go back with me!

After that, Shu Mingcheng's right hand stretched out, and the golden mangs flowed, and he was about to forcibly detain the middle-aged man.

"The sky is above, and the thick earth is the proof! The rotten wood is worthy of the public opinion, and the curse is cursed! Abandon the past and present lives, and forever fall into the netherworld and hell, curse its evil obstacles, and the people will be mourned, and they will not die well!"

Without waiting for Shu Mingcheng to stop him, the middle-aged man looked at He Yunye again, bit the tip of his tongue violently, spit out a mouthful of blood, danced with his hands, and shouted with a crazy expression.

Bang! Bang!

The blood in the air froze and did not move, and the middle-aged man knelt on it and kowtowed three times.

Thundered!

A thunderclap roared as if it had come from outside the nine clouds! The middle-aged man didn't even have time to scream before it turned into a cloud of smoke. There was an unfathomable, majestic byte of unknown origin, which suddenly appeared in the sky.

"Accurate!"

When the bytes fell, He Yun suddenly felt his shoulders sink, and then his brows furrowed violently. In the dark, he only felt an extremely cold and evil energy wrapped around his body, like a maggot on the tarsal bone, difficult to get rid of.

Feeling the pressure of coming to his own week, He Yun's face was almost dripping with water at this time. This trip, I really didn't get much benefit, but I made a commotion! Right now, when the old stick is dying, he has to put him together, which is really angry and hateful!

A mental mantra flowed through his mind, and He Yunye's eyes suddenly turned orange.

Daomen Mind Method - The Art of Hope Qi!

At this time, in He Yunye's eyes, the people in the field, above the Baihui acupoint above each person's head, there was a wolf smoke billowing up. Among them, the scene above the head of Shuming City is the most terrifying!

The cyan wolf smoke is erect and stout, reaching the sky, and there is a nine-clawed dragon in it, with distinct scales and whiskers, snow-white and handsome, floating and rising, magnificent.

As the saying goes, if you are in your place, you should raise your spirit! In fact, this sentence is not groundless. When Shu Ming Cheng was reckless, his own luck would never have been like this! Now, Shu Ming City, as the Eight Desolations of the Immortal Kingdom, has monstrous power! He is the leading figure who carries the Immortal Kingdom forward! The situation is very different.

The territory of the Immortal Kingdom is vast, second only to the Emperor Wutian Dynasty, and it is difficult to determine the number of luck that it accepts! Shuming City is in a high position, immersed in it, and its own fortune has reached the realm of transforming into an external image, eliminating disasters and avoiding disasters.

He Yun also turned his head to look at Yuanyi Cangye, who had been standing beside him for some time.

Seeing the scene, He Yunye's heart was also involuntarily startled.