"Lan Wujiang, you have a heart!"

The voice of a hoarse old man echoed in the vastness.

Lan Wujiang's muscles tensed, he tried to focus his gaze, and opened his mouth with difficulty, "How can I not have a heart?"

"You know that Jiang Wenyu is Yun Shuwan's lover, but you haven't treated him well, the boss of Qianjin Pavilion is your master, but you cruelly designed him, the woman is virtuous and virtuous, how much do you occupy?!"

The voice accusing Lan Wujiang was sonorous and powerful, and Lan Wujiang's scalp was numb.

"Who says that a woman should be born virtuous? Virtuous and virtuous is someone else's way, I have no borders, I have my own way, why do you need to point fingers here and accuse me with words. Lan Wujiang's eyebrows and eyes were stubborn, and a huge light burst out of his whole body.

She flipped in the darkness and leaped upward, as if to break through the endless darkness.

Lan Wujiang's palms gathered, and evil qi poured out of her soul.

A ray of light scorched in front of Lan Wujiang.

Glaring and dazzling.

Kelan Wujiang still rushed forward desperately.

The moment my fingertips touched the light, the pain in my body reached its peak.

The whole person's soul seems to have been cut into many pieces, some of which are free, and some of which are merged into this light.

"Ahh

Lan Wujiang let out a muffled roar, her eyes were bloodshot, and she desperately grabbed forward, forming an entity in her hand.

The white halberd was pulled out of the light by Lan Wujiang little by little.

The halberd rod is carved with a totem of the Dao seal, which is the word Qiankun.

"Boom."

The powerful Houli almost shook Lan Wujiang away.

Lan Wujiang's forehead was bruised, and the blue-purple blood vessels were hideous.

The light in front of him cracked inch by inch, and the halberd appeared in Lan Wujiang's line of sight.

As sharp as a crescent moon, and as clean as the moon, the true dragon totem floated with a layer of golden light, and the true dragon had a demon abyss bead in its mouth, and the halberd was suddenly filled with evil energy.

The body of the halberd is wrapped in black gas and white light, both good and evil.

The red mist that occasionally seeps out of the halberd surface makes this halberd even more weird.

At this moment, Yun Shuwan in the Demon Abyss Bead was also being tortured.

The moment Lan Wujiang held the silver halberd, her body was forcibly injected with aura.

The beautiful face was spotted with blood lines, and the whole body was washed of marrow, and then merged into the light.

The time of a stick of incense......

"Boom."

The Demon Abyss Illusion was torn apart.

Yun Shuwan slowly walked out of the tear, with a murderous aura.

The red clothes on her body have turned into a red and white crown dress, the crown clothes are full of hundreds of ghost totems with a fierce aura, three thousand hairs are fixed by the black crown, the eyes are red and black, and the patterns of demon abyss flowers are born on both sides of the face......

She is a ghost, and she is also the king of a hundred ghosts.

"Who are you?"

An old man's echo appeared in the Demon Abyss Bead.

Yun Shuwan's whole body was shocked, and then she smiled coldly, looked at the position where the old man's voice appeared, and muttered, "I am the king of a hundred ghosts, red blood." ”

"Okay, from today onwards, the old man will record you in the soul book, and from now on, your master will be Lan Wujiang. You must abide by the rules of the Soul Book, follow his master for the rest of your life, and you must not betray it, and if you betray, you will enter the path of infinity and suffer for three thousand eons forever. ”

"Red Blood obeys." Red Blood knelt on one knee, the crown beads on his head clanged when they collided, and his eyes flashed with a strange light.

From today onwards, she also has followers.

Lan Wujiang held the silver halberd and broke free from the void, and his soul returned to his body.

"Boundless ......" Feng Zhao's gentle voice echoed in Lan Wujiang's ears.

Lan Wujiang slowly opened his eyes, "I ......"

Her throat was chapped and aching, and she forgot to bring Lan Wujiang a cup of tea.

"I didn't expect you to wake up so soon, come and take a look at your weapon."

The corners of the monk's lips rose, and with a sudden wave of the red robe, the lid flew up in the air.

A silver halberd appeared in front of Lan Wujiang's eyes.

The halberd is eight feet long, and the blade is golden.

"Buddha and demons coexist, good and evil go together."

Lan Wujiang looked at the red blood halberd, and these eight characters unconsciously appeared in his mind.

There is no distinction between fierce and good weapons, but there is a distinction between fierce and good people.

Lan Wujiang stretched out his hand to hold the halberd, his eyebrows crooked.

The Demon Abyss Bead in the mouth of the golden dragon showed two words at this time.

Red Blood ......

Lan Wujiang gently stroked the handwriting.

The handwriting glowed red.

Forget the dust proudly touched his beard, "The old man has been refining weapons for hundreds of years, and this is the first time that he has fused spiritual energy and demonic energy, and even melted evil qi into it." ”

"This red-blooded war halberd is a rare upgrade weapon, with a weapon soul, you can add new heavenly and earthly treasures to the war halberd as your strength increases, so that it can also accompany your growth."

"The weapon is divided into earth weapons, human weapons, heavenly weapons, spiritual weapons, and artifacts, a total of five levels, and the five levels are divided into upper, middle and lower three sections, and this red-blooded halberd of yours is a weapon in the human weapon."

Forget the dust and lowered his eyes, and looked at Lan Wujiang's silver halberd with a sigh.

"Thank you, Master!" Lan Wujiang held the halberd and saluted respectfully to Forget Chen.

Forget the dust chuckled lightly and waved his hand indifferently.

"It's okay, you and I are fateful, the old man is also very tired after practicing for the past three days, when he wants to upgrade for the red blood, you can bring the materials to the old man, the old man will go to rest first, please do your own thing." Forget Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, his robe rose slightly, and he walked out of the refining room with a smile.

Lan Wujiang took advantage of the situation to receive the red blood halberd into the storage space of the jade ring, and hurriedly took the tea next to him and drank it down, and then quickly kept up with the pace of Forget Chen and left the refining room.

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……

In the Qinghuan Building of Lan Mansion, Lan Wujiang sat on a stool, his palms flipped, and a red blood halberd suddenly appeared in front of her, and the heavy weight made the corners of her lips rise.

Lan Wujiang gently stroked the surface of the red blood halberd with his left hand, and couldn't help but speak, "It's so beautiful." ”

Feng Zhao saw that Lan Wujiang only had a red blood halberd in his heart, and pinched Lan Wujiang's chin with his hand in displeasure, forcing her to look at him.

"Who looks better with me or it?"

The Red Blood Halberd shook in Lan Wujiang's hands at this moment.

Lan Wujiang reluctantly glanced at the Red Blood Halberd, and then pretended to look at Feng Zhao sincerely, "You look the best." ”

Feng Zhao let go of his hand and let go of Lan Wujiang for the time being.

"I want to practice halberd." Lan Wujiang turned his head suddenly and looked at Feng Zhao seriously.

Feng Zhao lowered his eyes, his lips opened slightly, "There are very few halberds in this world, and it is even more difficult to find high-quality products, but the demon world once had a career in vain, and there was a great emperor buried in that ya, called Ci Entropy, and the Ci Entropy Emperor used halberds during ......his lifetime."

Lan Wujiang's eyelashes fluttered, his fingers lightly tapped the tip of Feng Zhao's nose, and the corners of his lips smiled gently, "And then." ”

"I'll find it for you." Feng Zhao caught the little hand shaking in front of him.

"Will it be dangerous?" Lan Wujiang's earlobes were unconsciously red.

Feng Zhao lowered his voice and deliberately looked at Lan Wujiang affectionately, "Yes, but I am willing to find the halberd score for you." ”

"Because you're worth it."

"Why don't you speak?" Feng Zhao boldly put Lan Wujiang's fingertips on his lips and kissed them reverently.

Lan Wujiang hurriedly withdrew his hand and turned around to cover his hand.

Feng Zhao smiled slightly, like a spring breeze, his soft white hair was full of light, and his eyes were doting.

"I'll leave if you don't speak."

Feng Zhao was one step closer to Lan Wujiang.

The red blood halberd on Lan Wujiang's legs emitted light, wanting to isolate Lan Wujiang and Feng Zhao. Number Six

Lan Wujiang whispered, "Where are you going?" ”

"It's not been long since I came back."

She muttered quietly, Feng Zhao smiled, and her fingers flicked lightly on Lan Wujiang's head.

"Go and find the halberd for my master, and pave a way for her to become a king."

Lan Wujiang raised his head in a daze, and suddenly couldn't make a sound in his throat.

It seems that everything is weak.

She didn't pay as much as Feng Zhao's tenth.

How can he be virtuous, three lives are fortunate.

"If the master doesn't speak, I'll take it as the master's acquiescence." Feng Zhao stepped forward, hugged Lan Wujiang and turned into a ball of light, disappearing into Lan Wujiang's arms.

He came suddenly, and he left suddenly.

Lan Wujiang choked in his heart, panicking inexplicably.

Because the corners of the lips that the red blood halberd had been raising were also drooping down at this moment.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" The sound of red blood echoed in Lan Wujiang's mind.

Lan Wujiang smiled forcefully, shook his head and said nothing.

She didn't like to talk in the first place.

The words spoken are either hypocritical to the world, or they are like spikes piercing the people around them.

The few gentleness in her bones, she should use it carefully, and save a little if she can.

Red Blood sighed silently and meditated and cultivated in the Demon Abyss Bead.

She also has to become stronger, only when she is strong, can she protect herself and protect the people she wants to protect......

In the sky above the Demon Realm, the blood mist is a cloud, rolling layer by layer is hot and gloomy.

Feng Zhao was dressed in a white robe, which stood out from the crowd of bull gods, ghosts and snakes.

In vain, the blue barrier blocked Feng Zhao's way, and the demon guards watched the enchantment emit a warning, but they couldn't detect Feng Zhao's existence, and their brows furrowed deeply.

"Who is the offender? dared to break into the tomb of the Emperor Entropy, and he didn't show his true body quickly. ”

Feng Zhao smiled faintly, his eyes raised slightly, the cinnabar mole between his eyebrows was dazzling, and the power of the divine soul on his body crushed the momentum of the demon soldier little by little.

The demon soldier felt the sudden reaction of his spirit, gritted a mouthful of silver teeth and said with difficulty, "Here...... How could there be a god. ”

The two demon soldiers knelt in front of Feng Zhao with a thud, and their internal organs trembled violently.

The pain eroded their sanity.

Feng Zhao is the soul breaker bridge who does not change his face and goes to his career in vain.

There was only one iron chain on the bridge, but Feng Zhao walked slowly through it.

The white clothes rose slightly, not hurried, like a fairy in the painting, and the next moment they could leave in the clouds.

On the other side of the bridge, purple-red mandalas bloom on both sides, as strange as blood, blowing in the wind.

With a wave of Feng Zhao's robe, these mandalas appeared at this moment.

The beautiful appearance exploded inch by inch.

The hideous-faced man-eating flower broke through the ground and opened its bloody mouth at Feng Zhao.

Feng Zhao's hand was brewing with divine power, and he struck straight towards the end of this road with a single blow.

"Boom."

The huge barrier gate appeared in front of Feng Zhao's eyes.

Feng Zhao raised his eyes to look at the tomb of the gods, and a smile furrowed at the corner of his mouth.

"Senior, offended."

People seek immortality, but they only know that immortality is the way of immortals, but they don't know that above the path of immortals is the way of God, and above the gods, it is the way of the emperor.

Those who are called emperors are far away from the reincarnation of the Six Realms, immortal and immortal.

The Emperor in front of him is not really dead, the so-called tomb is just to bury the old body.

The two demon soldiers saw that Feng Zhao wanted to open the enchantment, and secretly said that it was not good in their hearts, so they crawled back to report to the demon king, and the divine realm sent someone to commit it.

Although they couldn't see Feng Zhaoren, they expected that Feng Zhao was a god in the God Realm.

After all, this Emperor of Entropy was a legend of demon cultivation before, and which immortal cultivator dared to come to challenge without risking his life.

The Emperor of Ci Entropy was actually a demon cultivator back then, but he used the power of demon cultivation to enter the divine realm, and when the demon crossed the catastrophe and became a god, it caused a sensation in the Six Realms.

Word entropy is the first in the ages!

Now that the tomb has been violated, this is definitely a shame for the demon world!

Feng Zhao didn't care that he would have a feud with the Demon Realm, as long as Lan Wujiang wanted it, he would take it for him.

And Lan Wujiang, who was far away in Lan Mansion, didn't know that Feng Zhao went to pry the tomb of Emperor Ci Entropy because of her simple words, and singled out the demons of the Demon Realm with the body of a remnant soul.

In the Tomb of Entropy, the aura of the ancient desolation was strong, and Feng Zhao was extremely familiar with this breath.

If he hadn't fought that battle, maybe he would have been able to become emperor......

Winning and losing, he lost, that's all.

A trace of loneliness crossed Feng Zhao's eyes, and the smile on the corner of his lips was sarcastic and cold.

In addition to jewelry, mundane objects, etc., the huge tomb is dangerous to all kinds of organs.

If it had been a mortal, he would have died on the Soul Breaker Bridge a long time ago.

But the person in front of him is Feng Zhao.

The only thing to worry about is the level set by the Emperor of Resignation.

If you want to get the halberd spectrum of word entropy, you must first get his inheritance.

Feng Zhao sighed slightly.

He placed his palm in the center of the coffin.

The mysterious totem was flooded with blood at this moment.

The passage of the entire burial chamber was abruptly closed.

"Boom."

The ground began to shake, as if it would collapse at any moment, but Feng Zhao's face was not afraid.

He used an inch of force, and the light on the coffin wrapped his whole body.

The soul twisted for a moment, then sucked into the barrier.

The phantom of the Emperor of Entropy appeared in front of Feng Zhao.

"Ernai my inheritor?"

"Yes."

"My inheritor needs to survive the Infinite Dao, can you dare to enter the Devil's Infinite Path? Then embark on the road of immortality. ”

Feng Zhao raised the corners of his eyes and looked at the phantom, "Naturally, I dare, otherwise how could I disturb my predecessors." ”

The Devil Infinite Dao is the remnant food path of 80 million evil souls.

There will be countless evil ghosts to devour the soul and body along the way, and if you want to go through this road, you must ensure that your heart is firm, your heart is free of evil thoughts, and your life is righteous so that you will not be devoured by evil ghosts.

The road of eternal life, the first half is the road of the sea of fire, burning the body with fire, every step is painful and scorching, the second half is a thousand-year-old iceberg, a land of great cold and great suffering, as long as 43,000 kilometers, and it has become an ascetic road, and there are countless monks buried in it.

Feng Zhao's palm conjured up the God King Knife, and his temperament between his eyebrows was resolute.

The Emperor looked at Feng Zhao and laughed, he turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared in front of Feng Zhao, leaving only the gate of the enchantment.

The echo echoed in Feng Zhao's ears, "The younger generation can be said, and if you don't pass it on, I will also protect you and send you safe." ”

"Thorny ......"

The sound of magma falling disturbed Feng Zhao's heart.

He stood at the beginning of a road with no end in sight, and evil ghosts of different shapes had surrounded Feng Zhao, looking at Feng Zhao with covetation.

"Eat ......"

They made hoarse noises in their throats.

As soon as Feng Zhao took a step forward, the demons rushed towards Feng Zhao.