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The Void Beast roared again, and hundreds of swirls of light in its body spun again, and a large area of starlight shot into the void, and then formed a starlight array in the void.

The ring-shaped star map makes the entire void present a geometric beauty.

At this moment, the purple flame rushed into the center of the geometry, and after countless light explosions and flame sprays, it finally turned into an extremely weak flame, swirling around the void and then drifting back to the extreme horn.

At this time, the pupils of the poor were even more dilated, and there was a faint flame coming out of it. The Void Beast also made a gesture of sworn resistance, and its golden eyes were also shining with a wave of light.

The Extreme Tiger's claws grabbed the void with all its might, as if it had grasped the real thing, and its body rose into the air, its wings spread, like a giant bird swooping into the void and rushing towards the void beast.

The Void Beast also sprayed hundreds of Dao weapons in its body into the void together, forming a circle of geometric aura, and together they confined the Extreme Circle inside.

But this time it wasn't as simple as the Flame Trapping, and he slammed into those apertures with extreme rage, and soon he shattered one of the geometric apertures, and then it slammed headlong into another triangular light mark, tearing it apart with his toes. Soon, the number of light vortices in the sky had been reduced by a third.

Seeing this scene, Old Xiao Tou and Brother Zombie could no longer stand idly by, they all jumped into the void, and each of them used their Dao Techniques to attack and kill the poor pole trapped in the star map.

Old Xiao Tou used Dao Zhen, and the shuriken slave was already so fast that it was unimaginably fast, leaving a scar on the outside of his extremely hard body every time he shuttled.

Brother Zombie is a deadly style of play, he rushed to the belly of the poor in one go, and used his corpse qi to bombard the weakness of the poor. Originally, Poor Ji was still impacting the star map hard, but being disturbed by the two of them, Poor Ji turned around in a little anger, no longer paying attention to the star map array of the Void Beast, but crashed headlong into Lao Xiao's head.

The single horn above its head glowed with purple light, drawing a beautiful arc in the void, and then pressed hard against Lao Xiao's chest.

Lao Xiao's body and heaven and earth were in harmony, his arm was raised, and a sword stabbed at the poor extreme.

Originally, the phantom beast did not have any entity, but Old Xiao Tou could sense its physical existence. This is the change that the Dao Fa brought to him after breaking through the Dao Truth.

Burst!

A bright red blood splattered out, and Lao Xiao's arm was cut by the poor one, and at the same time, the sword slave also drew a heavy knife on the head of the poor one.

The poor leather armor was so heavy that the knife only cut through its fur, but it did not hurt the flesh.

Old Xiao took out the healing medicine and spat on the wound on his arm, and he felt that there seemed to be magma flowing in the wound that had been scratched by the extreme.

Originally, Old Xiao's physique could also resist the power of flames, but in the face of the purple flames above the horn of the poor, he was a little unable to resist.

Under the power of that trace of evil fire, his entire arm was paralyzed. At this moment, the Yan Dragon Armor on his body inexplicably produced a trace of suction, and it actually absorbed a trace of purple evil fire in his wound.

Old Xiao Tou glanced at his Yan Dragon Armor, he knew that this little Yan Dragon had changed, and since he transformed into the Yan Dragon Armor, he had been in a state of sleep.

Could it be that Xiao Yanlong is about to wake up? Old Xiao Tou stroked Yan Longjia lightly with his hand, and suddenly a familiar perception appeared in his mind.

That was the indelible connection between him and Xiao Yanlong, Lao Xiao Tou knew through his perception that Xiao Yanlong was still hibernating, so he didn't want to disturb it, so he immediately shook his arm, pulled out the sword slave again and flew towards the poor pole.

At this time, Poor Ji was rolling his body and trying to catch the zombie brother hiding under his abdomen, but no matter how it flipped, the zombie brother bit his lower abdomen and didn't let go, which made Poor Ji very painful, it kept raising its huge head and roaring towards the sky, and the purple flames above its head became more and more vigorous.

Just as the purple flame above the top of the Extreme reached its peak, it suddenly jumped into the void, its body turned into nothingness little by little, and then in the vast void, a huge void vortex appeared, which was like a rotating galaxy, with infinite purple light shining inside.

At this time, Old Xiao Tou didn't feel anything inapplicable, but the Void Beast and the Zombie Brother didn't tremble. Then a number of dark figures were sucked out of the ground, like wisps of smoke drifting into the void.

Desperate mouth.

Suddenly, someone pointed to the void and exclaimed, and Old Xiao Tou also saw a huge mouth in the void at this time, it seemed to be as huge as spanning the entire universe.

At this moment, Lao Xiao Tou finally understood what the legendary Poor Mouth meant, it turned out that the Poor Pole turned his body into nothingness, and it was a living Void Devouring Beast.

Old Xiao Tou used the Dao method to protect the zombie brother and the void beast, because they were both a kind of yin ghost momentum, so they were all devoured by the poor mouth.

The poor mouth only devours some things that are feminine and have no material substance, and it has no effect on the material world at all. Not even a grain of sand on the ground does not produce any suction.

Seeing so many negative resentful spirits in the wasteland being sucked out, Old Xiao Tou knew why there were no phantom soldiers in this wasteland, it turned out that they had already been devoured by the poor.

With this behemoth, where can there be room for other ethereal spirits.

The prisoner twisted his bulging head vigorously, licked his lips, and jumped off the corpse of a guard with no eyes. He waved his arm, and the legion of Yin soldiers returned to the gradient.

The ghost general and the ghost king also returned with their respective men.

The prisoner stared at this piece of black pressure and suppressed yin soldiers, and there was an inexplicable sense of pride in his heart, but he also felt a little angry.

This time it was really unfavorable, and soon after leaving the master, a little girl shot more than a dozen Yin soldiers with a bow and arrow.

Although the Yin soldiers are immortal and indestructible, they will be reborn in the dark consciousness realm, but being bullied by a little girl like this, the prisoner's old face can't be hung up no matter what, so he is desperate to hunt down the little girl. Helplessly, the little girl was flexible and extremely familiar with the terrain, and the prisoner was chased and lost, and the prisoner could only lead the Yin soldiers back to the exit of the gradient, ready to continue the mission.

The prisoner stomped the guard entity beneath his feet, as if to vent all the anger that the little girl had caused him.

Then the prisoner waved his hand, and the brigade of Yin soldiers began to break through the guard level and advance towards the continent where the Colorful Sect was located.

On the way, he still encountered several resistance from the Colorful Sect soldiers, but in the face of these ferocious Yin soldiers, those Colorful Sect soldiers turned into corpses.

The prisoner avoided his steps, his eyes became even colder, and his temperament had changed dramatically since he had been refined into a Yin General. At this time, the last trace of his humanity was almost annihilated, and all that emanated from his eyes was killing and bloodthirsty, and there was no more human emotion. At this point, he is getting closer and closer to a second life.

The prisoner stepped onto the entrance of the gradient, raised his cloak, and stepped mightily on the shoulders of the Yin soldiers, jumping onto a huge ancient fragment.

Then a group of Yin soldiers roared in.

Suddenly, the entire continent was shrouded in a ghostly aura, giving people a feeling of purgatory on earth. As soon as they arrived on the continent, they immediately began to search everywhere, destroying everything that was alive.

They are like a cold wind hanging over the ancient continent, and everywhere they go has become a truly barren land.

When they came to a barren valley, they saw a group of colorful sect soldiers, they were stained with a lot of blood, and they didn't know if it was their own or someone else's. These people, all of them holding Dao weapons, looked around very nervously. Standing in the center of them was a burly man with a full moon scimitar in his hand. His eyes were blazing, with a sense of inviolable majesty.

"Leader Ling, let's kill it" One of the Colorful Sect soldiers rushed in front of him with a long sword in his hand, the tip of the sword still dripping blood.

"Wait, the enemy is outnumbered, we must only have one chance to break through" The Ling leader waved the full moon scimitar in his hand, and the person had already been pulled out to dozens of zhang, vigilantly facing Taniguchi.

Behind him, dozens of disciples of the Colorful Sect were also extremely good at fighting, and immediately formed a battle formation.

A few yin winds struck, and then something like a demon jumped out one after another over the barren valley. They have no physical body, but they possess an extremely terrifying Yin Spirit aura.

They roared over the valley, immediately obscuring the entire barren valley, and just after the last rays of sunlight disappeared, a blood-red smoke rushed into the barren valley, and three non-human and non-ghost things paced out of the smoke. At the head was an old man with a round face and a long beard, his cold eyes swept towards the valley, and the corners of his mouth flashed a sneer of disdain, and then he waved his hand, and dozens of yin ghosts rushed to the ground.

In the whistling sound, the disciples of the Colorful Sect felt a burst of cold air coming, and they immediately shivered, and the whole person felt as if they were in the cold winter of Shujiu.

Burst!

Just when those disciples of the Colorful Sect were terrified, a silver-white circle of light broke through the shadows of those ghosts, a cloud of smoke dissipated, and a middle-aged man stood in the void with a full moon scimitar in his hand. He had already killed a Yin soldier with one sword, which showed that his cultivation was no longer under any ghost.

The prisoner frowned slightly, and glanced at the man, feeling that this guy's Dao method was very secretive, and he couldn't even see through his true cultivation.

He waved his hand slightly, and then the ghost king rushed to the middle-aged man with a roar, and the two ghost claws grabbed him violently.

After a burst of lightning, the ghost king and the middle-aged man each retreated a few feet, and at this time, the ghost king's cloak that had never been uncovered was actually cut through dozens of cracks.

The middle-aged man on the opposite side also showed several deep scars on his body.

In this battle, neither side had the upper hand. But the prisoner knew in his heart that the ghost king had been defeated. If it weren't for the fact that this person had been wounded before, the Ghost King would be far from his opponent.

But how could such a person be just a small soldier leader of the Colorful Sect? ? The prisoners were on the way, and there were not more than a dozen leaders of the Colorful Sect who were killed, and they were all very brittle, and they could hardly parry the ghost king's capture.

With a wave of his hand, the prisoner asked the ghost king to withdraw, and instead of beckoning the ghost, he took a step himself.

The body slowly drifted towards the middle-aged strong man, staring at him with a cold gaze.

The strong man also stared at him without showing weakness, and their eyes sparked fierce sparks in the void. At this moment, the prisoner's figure disappeared, and when he reappeared, he had already made more than a dozen consecutive moves with the strong man in the void.

At this time, the prisoner's cultivation was already almost the first among the five ghosts, and now he looked very easy against the strong man who had been injured. In just a few shots, he pierced the shoulder armor bone of the strong man with a finger and slammed it to the ground.

Dozens of disciples of the Colorful Sect hurriedly surrounded and protected the strong man, but they were stopped by the strong man. With great difficulty, he stood up, stared at the prisoners, and said, "Your Excellency wants to kill, kill one of me, and let them go."

The prisoner stared at the strong man, shook his head indifferently and said, "You are all going to die, and you will need your secret sense."

When the strong man heard this, his cheeks twitched violently and said, "Why do you want to kill them all, they are just innocent soldiers, and they are not involved in this rebellion, and all the incidents are caused by themselves, how can you kill innocents indiscriminately."

When the prisoner heard this, his eyebrows frowned slightly and said, "What rebellion?" Lao Tzu doesn't know, Lao Tzu just takes a fancy to the secret power in your body."

The strong man was also stunned for a moment, and he said in a puzzled tone, "You are really not the killer found by the Colorful Sect?" ”。

The prisoner snorted coldly, and with a wave of his hand, hundreds of Yin soldiers behind him were about to pounce.

The strong man hurriedly shouted and said, "This general, if you are willing to let us go, I am willing to reward him with four yuan immortal grass."

As he spoke, the strong man took out a few fairy grasses from his arms, and suddenly the entire void was filled with an obsessive aroma.

The prisoner stared at the fairy grass in the strong man's hand, smiled slightly, and said, "Yes, it's a good thing, I will accept it, but your life will also be collected."

The strong man didn't expect the prisoner to be so arrogant and unreasonable, and he was also aroused in his heart, and he shook the full moon scimitar in his hand and said, "Lao Tzu fought with you."

The prisoner sneered and said, "Kill."

Then a large number of Yin soldiers rushed down into the void, and immediately surrounded the strong man and a group of disciples of the Colorful Sect, looking at so many Yin ghosts around, the strong man inexplicably surged up in his heart, he first hugged his fist at the void and shouted, "The ghost lord, the subordinate Yu Banner Lord can't complete the mission, he can only apologize with death", and then he bowed to the disciples of the Colorful Sect behind him and gave a salute.

Then he opened his arms and smashed all the armor on his body, revealing his naked upper body. I saw strange and unpredictable pictures and texts carved on him.

He bit his finger hard, and then carved on those pictures with his own blood, until the moment a blood-colored picture lit up, the strong man's body was flushed with a touch of red, and he was like a demon god at this time. Full of terrifying combat power, he pointed at the prisoner's grim voice and shouted, "You deceive people too much, Lao Tzu will kill you all today."

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