The more Xiao Liuzi fought, the more aggrieved he became, the more Lingkun fought, the more courageous he became, and the gap in a big realm was not shown at all.

Lingkun was so angry that he shouted: "I knew you were such a waste, so I would have gone to eliminate the old eight, you waste who grew up in a honey pot." ”

Xiao Liuzi is angry, relying on his father's prestige on weekdays, no one dares to provoke, and his own strength is indeed not very good. Even so, being humiliated by someone who was one realm behind, his face was quite dull.

Angrily shot back: "I fought with you." ”

Suddenly, the momentum rose and the white substance surged, faintly reaching the middle stage of the Daluo realm,

The old man seemed to be reminding: "The secret method of martial madness, forcibly improving strength, can last for about twenty minutes, I am afraid that there is a white matter condensing sword behind it, specializing in slashing the soul." ”

As the old man said, Xiao Liuzi's hand slowly condensed a miserable white long sword, flashing with white light, causing Lingkun's soul to shake slightly.

Lingkun held the Ugin stick, and the moment he struck with the white long sword, his soul was shocked and he was stunned for a short time.

The monkey Lingkun grinned, carrying the big stick to bombard again, the strength was even stronger than before, the energy surging around the big stick was like a substance, mixed with the vigorous blood and qi, and the vibrating white matter was scattered everywhere.

Xiao Liuzi was shocked and muttered: "How can you not die after killing the divine soul?"

Lingkun sneered: "Seventy-two changes of the monkey master, seventy-two divine souls, see how many you can kill." ”

Xiao Liuzi was about to cry, what kind of demon and monster is this, so difficult, the white long sword in his hand, every time it collides with the big stick, it will be duller.

Mu Zi on the side, the more he looked at it, the more frightened he became, but his focus was different from others, Mu Zi was surprised that the energy of the two was so majestic, these flowers and plants, the ground, mountains, rocks and trees, etc., were not damaged at all. I don't know if it's the strangeness of the canyon or the horror of the old man.

The golden runes in Lingkun's eyes jumped, and between the opening of his eyes, two golden beams of light suddenly burst out, and the speed was extremely fast and instantaneous.

Xiao Liuzi couldn't dodge and swung his sword to block.

The two beams of light did not pause in the white long sword, directly annihilating the dim long sword, and shot through Xiao Liuzi's body, roaring and exploding inside the body.

Xiao Liuzi was cut off by the waist, and in desperation he wanted to blow himself up and pull Lingkun as his companion.

Lingkun's eyes were golden and bright, and his fiery eyes interfered with the opponent's time. It slowed down its self-detonation, and took advantage of the opportunity to bombard it with six heavy weapons. The little six sons burst into flames,

If you can't blow it up, you will have a blood explosion.

Muzi and Mingdong rushed out at the same time, and Muzi attacked while traveling, and the silver dragon blasted towards Lao Ba.

Seeing this, Mingdong wrinkled his nose and said, "Damn, you cheat, make a move halfway." ”

Mu Zi smiled: "Whoever hits first will be counted", and after speaking, he no longer paid attention to Mingdong. Kill the eighth with all your might.

Seeing Muzi's actions, Lao Ba inadvertently showed a weird smile.

As soon as he fought, Mu Zi regretted it, Lao Ba's hidden strength, and what he showed now was obviously in the middle of the Daluo realm.

Mingdong saw the clue at a glance, and he smiled next to him.

Mu Zi was not discouraged, a pair of jade arms, waving forward to kill, and the purple substance of the opponent was dissipated in the shock.

Lao Ba is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and the purple long knife slashes at the jade arms, and the jade-like skin will also fester.

Mu Zi was frightened, and hurriedly ran the food and lodging method to repair the festering wound and prevent it from spreading.

Lao Ba did hide his strength, he hid it very deeply, he had a strong sense of battle, and the purple broadsword was all about Muzi's weak points.

He opened his mouth and spewed out a stream of purple substance, rich as liquid, forming a purple wall that blocked the endless silver stars. Its own pores are dilated, and a large amount of purple substances erupt, condensing into various creatures in the space, and the silver thunder dragon is tough, and the red fire phoenix fights.

The difference is close to two realms, Muzi fights quite hard, and in the retreat, the tenacious will makes Muzi high-spirited. The more you fight, the more courageous you become.

The spirits in the spirit platform were also busy, and a large number of runes were hidden through the pores around the body and burst into the void.

The others didn't notice, only Haode looked stupid: "When did this kid reach the realm of the Yuan Array Grandmaster," and then suddenly realized: "No, it's still one step away from the Yuan Array Grandmaster." Otherwise, the Yuan Formation has already been completed. This is not simple, through the inspiration of Purple Thunder Peak and the Great Tomb, the progress is rapid, I should work hard myself, otherwise I will be left behind. “

Purple matter and silver thunder, red flames collided fiercely, purple galloped the sky and the earth was dark, the thunder dragon roared and shook the mountains and rivers, and the red phoenix flew and melted the void. Blood condensation dominates the universe. The great star bombarded the earth and shook the mountains.

The entanglement between the two is very spectacular, and the two themselves are also fighting fiercely, the speed is as fast as lightning, and the creature with slightly weaker strength can't tell which is the main body and which is the afterimage. It looks like a dozen Muzi and a dozen old eights, fighting together, doing the action of jumping space together.

Muzi was a little struggling, in a passive state, and was sometimes cut by a long purple knife. In the long incision, there is a purple substance flipping, hindering the healing of the wound.

These small injuries are commonplace for Muzi. It will not affect your own performance and thinking. The golden runes in his eyes kept beating, observing the details of the purple substance and his own Yuan Force colliding.

After careful attention, he found that the power of thunder restrained this purple substance the most, so it was exactly what he wanted, and he shouted angrily: "The eighth child is killed." ”

With a boom, the Yuan Force Law was formed, and for a while, the dark clouds were covered with lightning and thunder, and the thunder fell from the sky like an inverted sea water. Hula drowned the old eight in the sea of thunder.

Mu Zi muttered to himself, adding a fire to you, closing his eyes and concentrating on the thunder, concentrating for a long time without seeing dark clouds appear in the sky, muttering to himself: "No wonder the power of thunder has the greatest effect, in this crack space, there is no natural thunder, this can also be explained, after entering the crack space for so long, I have never seen the weather of lightning and thunder, and the only purple thunder peak is still man-made." ”

"Since the natural thunder tribulation can't be borrowed, I'll give you some ruthlessness. With a crackling sound, a pit suddenly appeared in the void, and a large number of silver lightning, like a silver snake, shuttled horizontally and bombarded into the Yuan Formation.

The first time he touched the Yuan Formation, Lao Ba was in a hurry, and suddenly a large number of silver snake-like thunderbolts were added, each of which was as thick as a bucket. It really added fuel to the fire, and the purple substance around him was bombarded more and more dim.

Muzi Zhengse: "It's not enough." "After that, spread the Yuan Magnetic Thunder Wing, take your own protective Thunder Sea, and jump into the magic circle together to bombard and kill.

The old eight, who was in a hurry, couldn't effectively block Muzi's fists. In the blink of an eye, he was hit hard more than a dozen times. After the fist print, purple flesh was turned over, and purple blood flowed. Through the wound, you can see the bones and internal organs inside, all of which are purple.

Muzi took advantage of the victory to pursue, and the silver thunder dragon was distributed with bright red scales, galloping to join the battle circle. The red fire phoenix outlined bright red stripes, soaring into the battle circle,

The three-dimensional vision dispersed the blocked purple city wall, and the roaring silver star, flashing runes, fell into the Yuan formation together, and cooperated with Muzi to bombard with all his might.

Such a complex and diverse, majestic and dense energy form, like a dumpling, crackling is added to the Yuan Li Method. Muzi himself is also going all out.

In the face of so many never-before-seen energy bombardments, Lao Ba was finally powerless and was drowned in it.

After the thunder dissipated, the sea of fire was retracted, and everything was calm, only Muzi was left, standing in the center of the field, just about to turn around and return. Suddenly, his expression moved.

I found that the purple blood mist that exploded slowly wriggled and then converged, condensing a brand new old eight again.

The old man reminded again: "The regeneration charm given by the war madman, as long as the essence blood is still there, it can be resurrected again." ”

Mu Zi frowned: "How can you fight this, the purple essence blood will not burn clean for a while and a half." ”

The old man paused, and then spoke again: "The regeneration charm has a realm limit and a limit on the number of times, the one made by the saint will restore sixty percent of its strength after resurrection, and it can be resurrected nine times, and the one made by the emperor will restore all its strength after resurrection, and it can be resurrected ten times, of course, this is just a general concept, and the resurrected person has different strength, and the effect is also different." ”

Muzi is first angry. You can't finish it all at once, and then envy it, with the emperor's father, it's not useless.

His eyes became fierce again, since he could kill you once, he could kill you ten times.

Again and again, the hard battles are repeated. In the face of a person like Muzi, who became more and more excited the more he fought, the eighth was sad, unbelievable, and desperate.

The rest of the battles are won one by one, after all, the old man released the water first, let Muzi and the others choose the opponent first, so that they will not embarrass themselves to death.

As for the battle scene, it must be a scene of mountains and rivers splitting and the earth melting, and in this Wangdong Canyon, the strange plants and trees are not injured, and the dust cannot be afforded.

Finally, when it was Xuanxuan's turn. The old man actually stopped the challenge and let it pass directly. Then the old man changed the color of aging, the wrinkles smoothed out the teeth and grew together, the eyes burst out, and the spirit flowed around with the flow, and everywhere he passed, the so-called monochromatic creatures in the old man's mouth disappeared.

After doing all this, the old man returned to the state of the last years of the wind and candles. Ignoring Muzi and the others, he leaned on his body and slowly walked towards the depths of the canyon.

A group of hot-blooded young people were excited for the rest of their lives, and they all bowed and thanked them, and everyone planned to leave, but Xuanxuan lingered and wanted to stop talking.

The old man's steps were not fast, and he did not stop the hot-blooded young man from leaving, but just sighed in a long way: "The outside world, hehe." ”

Then he muttered to himself, as if he was talking to himself, and said: "Those two heirs, you can kill them at will, and if others do this, they will lose their face." If you are reckless in anger......"

As soon as these words came out, the hot-blooded young man suddenly woke up, "Yes, kill their heirs, even if they are cold-blooded and cruel and have no family affection, they have to take care of their own face, the world of the strong, the first is life, the second is strength, and the third is face." Sometimes face is even more important than strength. “

Thinking about it carefully, the more I thought about it, the more shocked I became, looking at the fate of the more than a thousand white and purple creatures around me, and then thinking that I might face two such strong people, cold sweat involuntarily flowed out.

You look at me, I look at you, when she was at a loss for a while, Xuanxuan took the lead, her eyes were full of anticipation and eagerness, and she walked in the direction of the old man. The rest followed in astonishment.

A stone house among the flowers, simple and old, like the old man, stained with the traces of time, a stone table next to the stone house, a few stone piers. Nothing else, the stone table was somewhat air-dried, and with the breeze blowing, it brought up a trace of fine ash.

The surface of the stone pier is touched all year round, and the oil is shiny and shiny with a layer of slurry. The old man sat on one of the stone piers, his back to the south and the east, his cloudy eyes looked at the sky in front of him, he didn't come back to his senses for a long time, and he sensed the group of teenagers who followed, without a trace of surprise, as expected, and nodded slowly.

After coming here, a group of teenagers did not dare to take a breath, and stood quietly beside them, such a posture, fear was only one of the small reasons, more out of respect, and could not bear to interrupt the old man, the silence of the gaze.

Xuanxuan, Muzi, and Erbai looked at the scene in front of them, and couldn't help but be stunned, and a familiar feeling arose.

After a long time, the old man seemed to be tired of looking and tired, blinked his cloudy eyes twice, looked at a group of young teenagers, there seemed to be memories in the turbidity, as if there was a past, sighed faintly, and said slowly: "I can help you leave this world, and you also have to help me do something, are you willing?"

What kind of joke is there to help the old man in the emperor realm to do things, that is to blow a breath can kill his own existence, and he actually wants to help him do things, what can he do? What can this old man do? Since the old man can't do it. It's not just as versatile to go up on your own. For a while, the teenagers were confused and at a loss.

The old man looked at the embarrassment of the teenagers, and could easily see through what they thought, and smiled slightly: "I want to use you when I want to kill people and oversell goods, but you can't do it." Just take an object and send it back to the realm of the secret spirit. ”

The old man helped us go back to the secret spirit realm, just to bring an object with us? This happiness came a little suddenly.

Muzi stepped forward and thanked him: "Thank you for the life-saving grace of the seniors, and the juniors are grateful." ”

The old man glanced at it, nodded slightly, and motioned for Muzi to continue.

The latter continued: "The grace of saving lives should be repaid by sacrificing their lives, and if the seniors let the boys go to the soup and fire, they will not hesitate." As for bringing the objects back to the Secret Spirit Realm......"

Speaking of this, Mu Zi paused slightly, seeing that the old man had no reaction, before continuing: "Ordinary objects, if there is anything special and dangerous to the Secret Spirit Realm, please redeem the younger generation." “

When the old man heard this, he was furious, and his cloudy eyes immediately reappeared, and he looked around the crowd. A depressing breath followed. A group of teenagers suddenly fell into an ice cave.

Muzi and Haode are ready to sacrifice the portrait of the First Emperor at any time, broken bone fragments and talismans. It's a big deal.

The old man looked at the ugly young man in front of him, and said coldly, "Aren't you willing to do it for you and send an object to the Secret Spirit Realm?" The words were majestic, not like an inquiry, but an order.

More than a dozen young boys and girls were all bowing their heads in contemplation, and then at the same time, as if agreed, they raised their heads together, their tones were sonorous and unswerving, and they said in unison: "If the object endangers the secret spirit realm, please redeem the younger generation." Everyone, including the little beast Erbai, showed a look of fearlessness of life and death.

After the old man saw it, he slowly withdrew the breath released, his eyes became cloudy again, and in the surprised eyes of a group of teenagers, he smiled to himself, and said to himself indescribably: "Such a young man, the future is promising, the vast and dim road ahead, you can see a trace of dawn." ”

Of course, the old man didn't want others to hear it, and even if these teenagers pricked up their ears, they couldn't hear clearly.

The old man looked at the group of teenagers in front of him, and said tremblingly: "The object is not harmful to the secret spirit realm, but it is a poor remnant soul of the old decay, sealed in the sarcophagus, sent to the Baicao clan in the secret spirit realm, and buried in the ten thousand flowers." ”

When she heard about the Baicao Clan and the Ten Thousand Flowers, Xuanxuan, who had always felt familiar and suspicious of this place, suddenly shook her delicate body, her bright eyes bloomed, and her whole body trembled and wanted to speak.

The old man waved his hand, interrupted Xuanxuan, sighed one step ahead, and said, "My name is Baisheng"

As soon as the words came out, there was a pop, Xuanxuan knelt on the ground, her eyes were shining, and she was about to bow!