This is a mortal threat to the ghost officer, his blood sense has been injured now, if it is hit by the sound wave, then its blood sense is very likely to be completely annihilated, and then his generation of demon lords will really die.

Thinking of this, the ghost official shouted angrily, and the battle armor on his body was possessed, which was given to him by the second life that year, and he didn't want it at that time. Later, after he wore the armor, he discovered a magic thing about this armor, that is, it could improve its own level. It will take the initiative to condense itself because of the master's cultivation improvement, and only needs the master to infuse some mana into it.

The ghost officials naturally watered it with blood essence and refined it into blood armor, and the grade had reached the three-element earth level divine armor. At this time, after the ghost official put on the blood armor, the impact on his consciousness gradually disappeared.

Hey? Why is this Soul Armor on you? The young man's eyes were extremely surprised and stared at which piece of blood armor on the ghost official's body, it was obvious that he recognized this armor.

The ghost official smiled and said: "Grandpa's blood armor is so much, this one is only worn occasionally, why is it red-eyed?"

The young man also regurgitated, "You said that the Jun Lingjia is yours? Don't be afraid of flashing your big teeth, the Jun Ling Armor is our Lang Huan Pavilion's thing, return it quickly, otherwise, Ben Huan's envoy will personally pull it off from you."

The ghost officials ignored him, and once he resisted the sound waves, he began to launch a counterattack against the golden rings. His blood slammed into the golden light, weakening the momentum of those golden rings somewhat.

The young man looked at the golden circle of light, and the corners of his mouth sneered slightly: "The light of rice grains also dares to compete for glory."

He jumped up, waved his hand, and a long sword slipped out of his sleeve, and this sword was full of sharp sword intent within a few zhang. Even the ghost officials, who had always had no one in their eyes, were now shocked when they faced the long sword.

"Good treasure weapon, it has reached the Triple Yuan Heaven Rank Nine Rank..... the ghost official swallowed a mouthful of saliva, he actually had a greed for other things for the first time except for blood essence.

The young man didn't give the ghost official much chance to admire, and then he waved his sword and slashed down, the silver-white sword drew a perfect arc in the void, and then a sword pierced through the golden light, and together with the ghost official, it was split in two.

Then the young man slashed more than a dozen swords in a row, and dimensional ravines appeared in the void, bottomless.

At this time, the young man looked towards the lower level of the void with great confidence, he was admiring the perfect battle he had created, and he guessed that the monster had already been torn apart like the void here.

But the moment he leaned down, a bloody light rose from below, and then a huge blood claw grabbed the young man's arm, only to hear a click, the young man's arm broke in response, and then the red light kicked out, and the young man's figure flew back upside down, rushing directly to the sedan chair.

Just as the young man was about to smash the sedan chair, a soft light curtain carried his rapid body to a slow stagnation, and finally fell to the ground.

With just this hand, the ghost official realized that the cultivation of the people in the sedan chair must be very strong. At this moment, the door of the sedan car opened, and an old man with a childish face and crane hair stepped out of the sedan chair, his eyes were peaceful, and his expression was extremely comfortable, not like a person with great mana. But his eyes were filled with the power of endless rules. so that people cannot see through his reality and truth.

With a wave of the old man's hand, a magical bottle floated out, squirting some powder out of it, and then the arm of the young man with the broken arm stopped bleeding.

Only then did the old man turn around and walk towards the ghost officer. He moved very slowly, but he made the ghost officials feel endless coercion. Even under the gaze of the old man, he couldn't move, let alone run away.

When the old man walked to the opposite side of the ghost official, he stretched out his hand at him and said, "Give the old man back the things."

The old man's words seemed to have infinite power, and then the ghost official's arm was uncontrollable and threw the broken arm in his hand and the flying sword to the old man.

Taking his arm, the old man threw it to the young man on the ground, then held the hilt of the sword himself, looked at the sword carefully, and said, "Old man, you have followed me for hundreds of years, and no one has ever dared to despise you, and the person you want to kill has never missed, and this time will not be an exception."

When the old man said this, a wave of battle intent surged all over his body, covering the entire void dimension in an instant, and the ghost official really felt the old man's terrifying combat power at this moment. It was too late for him to regret it, and right in front of him, a sword blade that was enough to pierce the entire universe burst out with a dazzling luster!!

The ghost officer felt that the entire world was collapsing, and the momentum of the uncontrollable rules tore the void apart in an instant.

It was too late for the ghost officer to step on the void, and a bright light split in two from his body. Then his consciousness was forced out of his body.

The ghost official had no material substance, and the whole person panicked. His terrified gaze stared at the old man, for the first time in his life he felt fear, and the threat of death made his consciousness twitch and tremble.

"In front of the old man, do you still want to run for your life?" The old man's gaze swept contemptuously, and his palm headed towards the void cover.

The moment the old man's finger touched the ghost officer, a strange brilliance shot up, and then an illusory pupil flashed out from the void.

The old man's gaze became hesitant: "I didn't expect it to be a thing with a master... What kind of person is his master who can recover such murderers as slaves? ”。

The old man pointed his finger, and the starry sky gradually disappeared. With a flick of his finger, he split the ghost in two, and then shouted at him, "Go back and let your master come and take the other half of your consciousness."

With that, he took out a furnace from his bosom and threw the other half of his consciousness into it.

Now there is only half of the blood knowledge left of the Demon Lord, where does he dare to stagnate, his body flickered, and he disappeared in the void of the universe.

Old Xiao Tou opened the way all the way, and hundreds of generals also rushed into the white silk barrier one after another. At this time, they were only a few hundred zhang away from the most central place, and they had also reached the area where the pressure of the White Silk Barrier was strongest.

A path had just been opened, and before it could be maintained for a few seconds, it was overwhelmed by the swarming white silk. Therefore, he and hundreds of soldiers were also imprisoned here, embattled.

Old Xiao Tou supported a primordial dimension with his arms, and at this time, he had applied the primordial rules in his body to the extreme, but he still couldn't defeat those ubiquitous white silks.

Old Xiao Tou had never carefully observed the white silk at the moment, and at this moment, he was forced by the situation to appreciate the regular momentum that the white silk presented in his line of sight again and again.....

Odd? These white silks are just a very simple three-way rule....... Why can it penetrate the dimensional barrier and become the only rule of the entire space-time and even the dimension?

Lao Xiao Tou himself has also comprehended the three primordial rules, and naturally knows very well how the rules are arranged in the universe, especially the free order. There has never been any rule that can penetrate a dimensional barrier and erode into another regular dimension.

A rule can have its own boundary, but it cannot be compatible with another rule. It's like two parallel worlds that never meet. However, at this time, what the white silk appeared in Lao Xiaotou's eyes was a new rule that could be compatible with other dimensions, time and space, and even rules. Old Xiao Tou couldn't imagine what kind of rule this was, which was far beyond his previous understanding of the rules.

Old Xiao Tou held up the primordial dimension with both hands again, and soon those white silks were like worms that penetrated from the periphery little by little, until they corroded his primordial dimension, and the entire dimensional space collapsed in an instant.

Repeating it again and again, Lao Xiao Tou had already confronted Bai Si hundreds of times in the blink of an eye. In this conflict and confrontation, he gradually realized a magical way of operating rules.

Since Lao Xiao Tou comprehended the Dao Law, his perception of rules has exceeded his self-limitation, and now he can perceive the rules through the perspective of the universe.

Gradually, the picture of Dao Fa comprehension resurfaced in Lao Xiao's mind, and the palm of his hand began to glow with a strange rule light.

Old Xiao's palm waved smoothly in the firmament, and then many primordial dimensions were smeared on the entire void background like paint. It blended with the rules that originally belonged to the universe, and then he backhanded it again, and even began to paint wantonly with the void in front of him as the background.

An hour later, there was no emptiness around him, but a huge picture scroll formed entirely by his primordial dimension. It's so beautiful and spectacular, and even every angle is filled with a mysterious beauty of creation.

Lao Xiao Tou faced the huge picture scroll around him, and said for a long time: "My Tao is the way of heaven, and the law of heaven is the law of heaven."

At this moment, as soon as Lao Xiao turned around, his body completely melted into the void, and he disappeared out of thin air. It's as if he never existed.

The hundreds of soldiers behind him were also stunned and dumbfounded, they all now all had a sense of dimensional emptiness, they knew that the clan master was not within any dimension they perceived, but his aura existed in every dimension, within every rule.

Taoism!

Everyone sighed at each other, and they only now admired it from the bottom of their hearts.

The eyes of the giant spirit clan were even more strange, and he opened his mouth wide and muttered to himself: "Since then, the master has faded away from the mortal body and has a true Dao body, and there is no longer any Yuan Degree barrier that can stop his steps...".

Really! Under the brilliance of the primordial dimension, those white threads are not corroding downward, they can only gather around the edge of the primordial dimension, trying to completely seal this void.

The soldiers now have no threat of being attacked by the white silk, but they have lost their old Xiao Tou, and they can't get out of the predicament in front of them.

At this moment, a bright rainbow bridge lit up, and a blurry colorful figure paced on it, and the whole picture was like an illusory picture constructed of oil paint.

Although the soldiers recognized that the person walking in the picture was their clan master, they were still a little incredulous, until Lao Xiao turned around and smiled at them and said, "What are you doing in a daze, come with me."

Only then did all the soldiers strengthen their inner thoughts, and they jumped onto the rainbow bridge one after another, following in the footsteps of Lao Xiaotou into a strange and bizarre mysterious world. Everywhere here is a rainbow-like scenery, and countless wandering colors are built into a beautiful and spectacular picture.

They are like walking into a temple of art, both visually and spiritually shocked and sublimated. It was only after many years that they realized the benefits of walking this path today.

Old Xiao walked and walked, the oil paint on his body gradually disappeared, and he returned to his body and appeared in front of the soldiers.

Yan Lao Er walked up to him quickly, patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "This is the clan master we know, what happened just now."

Old Xiao Tou glanced back at him and smiled: "If my guess is correct, there must be a strong man with Dao Law hidden in this white silk, and the white silk is exactly what he did.... These white silks are actually just a kind of Dao rule defense."

"Is it the same as the seven-colored picture scroll of the clan master just now?" Yan Lao Er also had a slight understanding at this time.

"I can only be regarded as a Dao graffiti just now, and a strong man with white silk, he can already manipulate the rules of the Dao Law of reality at will," Lao Xiao Tou shook his head with a wry smile and said.

The two chatted all the way, and soon walked out of the rainbow bridge, and hundreds of people stepped forward and had completely stepped into an empty space.

There are no white silks here, only those upside-down silk cocoons, and red blood vessels on the ground like pythons.

"Where you see the exit," shouted several of the generals, pointing to an obscure area of the sky. Old Xiao Tou and Yan Lao Er also raised their heads and looked upward.

I saw that there was indeed a light curtain projected from the cracks of countless silk cocoons.

Old Xiao didn't hesitate and rushed into the air, hesitating that the cocoon blocked them and they had to cut off some of them. As the silk cocoons fell, the silk threads collapsed, revealing a silvery-white dry bone.

Then the second, and then the third, ten white bones appeared in plain sight. They turned out to be human, but their flesh and blood were long gone.

"Did anyone use them to feed the beasts?" Several generals shouted with some indignation.

"No" Old Xiao Tou also looked at the dry bones curiously for a long time, and he found that the dry bones were very intact, and there were no traces of being devoured by wild beasts.

Then, a soldier knocked off a dozen more silk cocoons, until he found that one of them was still alive, but his flesh and blood were almost half dry, and he only had a trace of breath left.

"Who are you? Why are you tied up here" Yan Lao Er hurriedly stepped forward, grabbed the man and asked.

"I ..... I... It's the Fan Emperor.... I" The man was only halfway through his words, and then he breathed away.

Fan Huang again? Old Xiao Tou didn't remember that a few months ago, he and Qiao Xian'er rescued the young master of the Fan Imperial Family from the Heavenly Gate.

Why do mysterious events repeatedly point to Emperor Fan, and what kind of force is Emperor Fan? Old Xiao Tou was a little suspicious of Emperor Fan's young master at that time. Therefore, he also deliberately went to investigate, whether it was the human world or the virtual world, no one had heard of it, and there was a vein of Emperor Fan.

Now that he heard the word Fan Huang again, Lao Xiao Tou fell into a mystery even more, and he seemed to vaguely feel that there must be a shocking secret behind the word Fan Huang.

"Are these people still saved?" The soldiers knocked down dozens of silk cocoons in one go, and also found some dead people from them.

(End of chapter)