The mud and strange aura all over his body, like a black mist, stuck around him.

On his route, the grass and trees withered.

It wasn't until he left the confines of the Sword Ruins Mausoleum that he slowly stopped.

Several cultivators who had opened the eight veins of Brahma flew over from a distance, and after landing on the ground, they bowed down at the same time: "Meet the master......! You, what are you?"

Seeing Zhang Yuanshan's ghostly appearance, how could the only remaining disciples not be shocked?

It is true that they have been on the run in all directions, but there is no need to be a human and a ghost, right?

Zhang Yuanshan raised his head slowly.

Open your eyes......

Those eyes flashed with a cold light.

Raise your right hand.

Purple tentacle-like energy emerged from his hand, and the tentacles connected to the palm prints and spread out in all directions.

"Master—"

Several disciples couldn't react, and they were grabbed by the neck by those strange palm prints.

One by one, the feet are off the ground......

His eyes looked at their head Zhang Yuanshan in horror.

They don't know what's going on...... Fear fills the heart.

Immediately afterward, breathing became rapid.

The palm prints are beginning to fold!

"Boss...... No, no, don't ......"

It's a pity that Zhang Yuanshan's face, like the bark of a tree, became stiff and emotionless, and his eyes were full of indifference.

All the disciples were lifted up by the tentacles and rose into the air.

The aura on those disciples' bodies converged on Zhang Yuanshan's body little by little along the tentacles, and then submerged into their bodies.

"Good ......"

Zhang Yuanshang opened his chapped lips and spat out a good word.

Click.

Click.

The palm print suddenly locked.

These disciples tilted their heads and lost their breath.

The life energy on their bodies was also absorbed by those tentacles, and they became more and more shriveled and ugly.

The tentacles were withdrawn, and the shriveled corpses all fell to the ground.

At this time, a deep voice came from the ear: "Don't waste time on boring goals. ”

Zhang Yuanshan lowered his head and nodded: "Okay." ”

Grab the rope, pull the corpse, and move on.

In the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the jungle.

......

I don't know how long it took.

Zhang Yuanshan pulled the shriveled corpse and came to a lake.

He stopped, looked into the distance, and muttered, "Jin...... Courtyard...... Mountain. ”

The voice of command still sounded in his ears: "Keep going, Jinting Mountain is not your target......"

"Good. ”

Zhang Yuanshan pulled the corpse and continued to move into the distance.

Strangely, the route he traveled was exactly the direction in which the blight circles appeared, and all the blight circles were connected into a line......

until the end of the lake that disappears.

It was at this time, above the woods by the lake.

A white-clothed figure looked at the direction in which Zhang Yuanshan disappeared and muttered, "Puppet?"

Ye Tianxin looked at the surface of the lake, and then looked at the direction of Jinting Mountain.

Hesitation.

......

The next morning, the clouds were overcast and a little dark.

On the green jade altar, it is quiet and peaceful.

In the middle of the green jade altar, there was a man standing......

With his eyes slightly closed, his hands resting on the hilt of the sword in front of him.

"Mr. Er, don't wait. Zhengyi's territory has long been the Netherworld's. Zhang Yuanshan is notoriously timid again, how could he come back?" a Netherworld Sect disciple next to him bowed and said.

Yu Shangrong didn't open his eyes, smiled slightly, and said, "Don't worry." ”

"This ......"

"Thank you for your kindness. Yu Shangrong said gently.

At this moment, a few miles in front of the Qingyu Altar were covered by towering trees, and pieces of ink-colored areas appeared.

"Second Mr., it seems to be raining soon, the sect leader said, let the juniors treat you well. That disciple suddenly felt that the rumored sword demon was really approachable, and he should be polite and polite, maybe he would become a good friend, and go out to walk the rivers and lakes in the future, and mention to others that he knew the sword demon, which would have more face.

"Stand back. ”

"Huh?"

Yu Shangrong didn't look back, but raised his eyebrows slightly, and a burst of anger suddenly popped out of his back.

Bang!

The Netherworld Sect disciple flew out upside down, all the way out of the Qingyu Altar.

The moment he flew out, he figured out that the sect leader and his old man were right, the rumored second Mr. was really a terrible person with a warm surface......

......

Yu Shangrong looked at the wooded area ahead.

The immortal sword in his hand trembled slightly.

He was not afraid and worried, but a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Strong enemy?"

The Immortal Sword trembled again, as if it had a heart with its master.

"Perhaps...... That's what makes it fun. ”

He loves a challenge and likes a strong enemy.

Especially after crossing out the lists, he felt bored.

Many so-called masters are so weak that they are boring.

The strange energy fluctuations that appeared in front of him were extremely interesting to him.

The woods of that generation gradually withered and the leaves fell.

Yu Shangrong saw Zhang Yuanshan, who was unkempt and kept moving forward with a rope on his back.

From far to near.

Flashing.

After a few breaths, he came from the area of the woods to the bottom of the green jade altar.

Viewed from above, the scene looks eerie...... Imagine how you would feel when you saw a monster pulling a corpse and covered in pulp in an environment where no one was around?

Yu Shangrong frowned slightly.

At this moment, the man who was dragging the corpse raised his head.

"Yu, Shang, Rong...... We...... See, face, ......"

The speed of speech is very slow.

The conversation between the two of them fluctuated with a slight amount of energy.

"Zhang Yuanshan?" Yu Shangrong didn't expect Zhang Yuanshan to become like this, and he felt a little strange in his heart.

"You, want, kill, I'm ......"

"Whoever is on the list is a dead soul under the sword. Yu Shangrong was not frightened by his appearance, and was still calm.

"Good. ”

Zhang Yuanshan spat out the word.

His eyes kept rolling.

After saying the good word, he didn't move, as if he was preparing something.

Yu Shangrong felt the fluctuation of the strange energy on his body, and said with a slight smile:

"Interesting. ”

Lift the immortal sword in your right hand and give it a thumb.

Scold!

Immortal out of the sheath, sword intent without trace!

In front of Yu Shangrong's body, a Dao Dao Sword Gang was formed, which rotated with the Immortal Sword as the center and fell downward.

It's just a little temptation, and the sword moves are not strong.

Whoa, whoa!

Several sword gangs converged at the same time and shot towards Zhang Yuanshan.

Zhang Yuanshan did not move, did not move in place.

Bang bang bang!

The sword smashed into his body and dissipated.

Didn't fall.

As soon as the master makes a move, he will know if there is one.

Yu Shangrong was condescending and said disapprovingly: "Witchcraft?"

"Yes, some, eyes, ...... power" Zhang Yuanshan felt the powerful energy contained in his body.

Still didn't make a move.

He had two or three shots.

So...... He must seize the best opportunity to kill Yu Shangrong.

The Immortal Sword flew back, levitating in front of him.

Yu Shangrong glanced at the Immortal Sword and said, "I hope you can satisfy this sword." ”

He tiptoed lightly.

From the towering green jade altar, jump down.

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