Chapter 142: The White Sacrifice in the Qingyuan Cave

"Eat a stick from the king!"

With the power of breaking through the mountain, the stick smashed the red-faced exorcist in front of him.

"This monkey demon is so powerful, who will come to him."

The one-sided Terran exorcist cowered and took a few steps back to prevent the human debris from being splattered by the monkey.

"Stand back, let the old man come and meet the great trouble of this Baiyue country."

A sword roared, and an old voice sounded.

The sword roars clearly, and if the thunder thunders in May.

Half Moon, May Sword.

The sword is like thunder, and it enters with the people.

The person who came was full of white wool, and his eyes were full of energy, only a Taoist robe that had been stained for many years.

"You guys are so bold that you went wild to my Pansi Cave." Hongqiu's hands are already entwined with thousands of threads at this moment.

The red thread is like a steel needle that strings a famous exorcist master in the air.

The red ropes are intertwined, and the blood cage is achieved.

A white paper folding fan turned into a flying whirl, slashing through the cage.

Scratch across the red neck.

In front of the red caraver, the red line tightened, blocking the paper fan.

A flash of fire splattered.

The red tick is engraved on the fan.

"Red fire paper fan, first sight of fireworks, sad autumn fan?"

Although it is a questioning tone, it is an affirmative demeanor.

The paper fan folded back and was held in the palm of a young hand with tight skin.

"I didn't expect that the big demon who is famous in all countries, the red lady will also hear about one of my juniors."

The sad autumn fan opened lightly, and his posture was weak, but he was dressed as a fat powder boy with red makeup.

"Hmph, junior." Hongqiu glanced at the sad autumn fan mockingly, "Become a man, I won't know you?" ”

Beiqiu Fan's face changed, and he said coldly: "It seems that you can't be left today." ”

"Then try it, I didn't expect a sad autumn fan to have such a clever way."

Not far away, Qingji and other big demons were also entangled by a group of monks who came out of nowhere.

"It's you bald asses again." Qingji's face was full of bruises, "Saying that the monks don't talk is all nonsense." ”

"Amitabha." This group of monks, who have always been able to speak well in Qingji's eyes, actually pursues the principle that silence is golden.

However, in the hands of this group of monks, all kinds of means of subduing demons and subduing demons poured out.

"Hmph, these methods also make you tremble in front of those thousand-year-old monsters who have no way."

The green light flashed in Qingji's hand, and a Qingguang willow eyebrow sword blade was a sword against these monks.

Everywhere the sword light passed, the petals of the white bone lotus floated away, and Qingyuan rushed into the blood naked.

The white bone lotus flower had run out of oil at this moment, and was re-impregnated by the filthy breath in the blood and died.

The sword light opened the way, breaking through the blood all the way.

Bai Sai was about to leave, but he saw a sword qi that could not be concealed burst out of the blood.

The strength of that sword qi is difficult to stop even the formation.

Bai Sai's heart was awe-inspiring, could it be that some innate soul was born in this blood.

looked at it, but it was a blush.

Qingyuan's body is not at the moment, his eyes are slightly closed, but his flesh and blood are all flowing in rhyme, and there is a sound of heaven in the acupoints.

When people with advanced Taoism saw this, they had a sense of relaxation and joy.

The White Festival is no exception.

Just a few glances passed, and the strange figure became a brocade.

The white sacrifice came back to his senses.

It was only when I suddenly realized that this man's face was ......

Isn't it the "sheer jade finish" that I saw in the mirror before?

Damn it.

Bai Sai stared at the blood with wide eyes, and scolded with anger on his face: "You thief, look for death!" ”

Qingyuan's state at this time is unprecedentedly good, and this opportunity is indeed wonderful.

Although it has not broken the realm, there are more wonderful things.

It's just that there's a big trouble in front of you.

Although the demonic spirit on Bai Sai's body is not obvious, Qingyuan has also heard the names of the ladies in the cave that Hongxuan has said.

The one in front of me is afraid that it is the most mysterious white sacrifice lady.

But at this moment, he and the other party are afraid that they will have to do another one.

Seeing that the formation was broken, but there were no waves in the blood, Bai Sai finally stopped hesitating.

With a wave of his sleeves, two white silk stirred the wind and clouds and rolled towards Qingyuan.

Qing Yuan saw that the other party had done his work, and he was also flipping in his sleeves at the moment.

Seeing that Bai Aya, like a domesticated white snake, was put away by Qingyuan, Bai Sai's face was also a little ugly.

It's just a pretty face that looks at Qingyuan tightly: "It's a bit of a way, but if you don't take out the things you got below today, it's useless for you to come backstage." ”

Qingyuan's expression changed, this woman seemed to know something about herself.

But what does it have to do with me.

As for handing over the treasure, it is a joke, and I don't know where the treasure is going and how to hand it over now.

Seeing that Qingyuan was speechless for a long time, Bai Sai didn't bother to delay.

As soon as his sleeves were spread, his graceful figure was slowly spread out in front of Qingyuan.

Compared with the somewhat greasy charm of Hongqiu, the vulgarity of this white priest is more attractive.

It's just that Qingyuan is not in the mood to appreciate it at this time.

On the seemingly weak and undulating body, there was a great change in an instant.

Countless spider threads spread out from it.

Qingyuan hurriedly dodged in the chaos, but these spider silks were like maggots attached to the bones.

In desperation, he sacrificed the jade fan in his hand.

This is also the jade fan of Lingbao, which has been removed a lot of agility by the filthy thing in the blood before.

Now it's just a good thing to use to meet the enemy.

The fire in the fan has returned.

Beyond the sea of fire, Bai Sai sneered.

"This little fire is trying to stop me, too?"

I saw those spider silks pass through the wall of fire without hindrance and shoot towards Qingyuan.

Although Qingyuan had an accident, the spell in his hand was timely.

After being locked up by that black lotus for so long, he also held his breath.

"Death!"

A white jade hand, a murderous sword.

The spider silk is connected to the left and right, forming a huge web, blocking the surroundings, and there is no way to avoid it.

It's just that in the face of this move, Qingyuan didn't dodge or dodge.

The magic in his hand was pointed out, the sleeves stood in the wind, and the cuffs spat out white mangs.

I saw that the white silk was beaten out by the white sacrifice before, but at this moment, it became a sharp weapon in Qingyuan's hand, stirring the qi around his body and shattering the cobwebs.

The white sacrifice was disturbed by this sudden scene.

Qingyuan took this opportunity to flip the jade fan in his hand, and the disaster came again.

As soon as this fire came out, the white sacrifice was no longer as underestimated as before.

The jade fan in Qingyuan's hand was a little weaker than his eyes.

Seeing a stream of ice and frost gushing out of the mouth of the white sacrifice, it could be regarded as blocking the power of Qingyuan's flames.

"Boy." Bai Xi's eyes narrowed slightly, but his face was dignified, but he became a little more enchanting, "I say it again, hand over what you got in it, and I will spare you from dying." ”

Qingyuan closed the fan and stood up, looking at the white sacrifice: "I don't understand what the white sacrifice lady is talking about, could it be that there are any treasures here?" ”

Bai Sai snorted coldly.

"Why do you have to act like this, you have to understand, you are not my opponent, if you continue to entangle, I am afraid that even reincarnation will be hopeless."

Qingyuan's face remained unchanged: "Niangniang's words are serious, but you keep saying that you want me to hand over things, but I don't know what I need to hand over." ”

"Pretend to be crazy and stupid, kill!"

Without warning, a demonic aura turned into a black wind spider and opened its hideous mouth towards Qingyuan.

"I'm afraid you won't make it."

Luo Tian's sleeves are open to contain all things, and this demonic energy is naturally among them.

It's just a hastily woven clothes, but it was hit by this demonic energy.

If it weren't for Qingyuan's quick opportunity, he would have lost a few points of appearance.

Seeing that the other party's methods were quite endless, Qing Yuan also retreated in his heart, this cave master still has some formations, if he goes all out, he can't get out.

The white sacrifice still remembered the sharp aura of breaking the formation before, and at this time, he was also afraid of Qingyuan in his heart, so he had three points of defense when he made a move.

It's just that this delay doesn't do either of them any good.

One more trick.

Behind the white sacrifice, a white bone seat protruded, and the demonic energy on the seat was entangled.

Bone incarnation.

Qingyuan's eyes were solemn, knowing that this was one of the demon's natal powers.

Using the primordial spirit to control the magic weapon outside the body, this magic weapon must be a psychic thing, and it is extremely difficult to find.

But the material used for this white bone seat is a phaseless thing, made of white bone lotus, and it is already a good spiritual treasure body.

"I heard that the white priest Niangniang has not come out of this silk hole for many years, and at first I thought she was taking care of this blood, but I didn't expect that she was refining this white bone seat."

"So what." Bai Niangniang's words were gloomy, "You take away my chance, and I will let you die today." ”

When Qingyuan's mana was running, he saw that the other party had the intention of delaying, and he was immediately vigilant.

"These seven white bone seats are born of blood, between obscurity and brightness, and they are rare acquired spiritual materials, after I have been polished for many years, I have long had the power of that spiritual treasure......"

As he was talking, he saw a white bone spear coming out of his chest behind Qing Yuan.

Seeing this, the corners of Bai Sai's mouth rose.

Qing Yuan held the white bone spear that came out of his body in his hand, and looked at the formed white bone incarnation behind him.

In disbelief, he said, "Eight? ”

"Hmph, I regret it now......"

Suddenly, Bai Xi's gaze fell on Qing Yuan's chest, which did not have the slightest trace of blood oozing, and the alarm bell sounded in his heart.

However, a flying sword slashed through the eight white bone seats, and in an instant, it came to the white sacrifice.

couldn't dodge, and was stabbed in the waist and abdomen by a flying sword.

Instantly transformed into an ice sculpture.

Qingyuan appeared, and when he was about to solve the trouble, he seemed to see something interesting.

Squat down and thaw the white sacrifice from the waist down.

The white body, the bewitching figure, and the upright pretty face are not the focus of Qingyuan's attention at this time.

What he saw was a profane belt hanging from his untied waist.

Bring a white pearl the size of a goose egg, and the demonic energy hovers into a white spider.

"I said what is it, but I didn't expect that the long-rumored white sacrifice lady actually died at your hands."