The slash is drastic, and the craftsmanship is near.

There is one last step to come.

Nine Ghost Stones.

Huang Xiaoyu returned to the wooden house, pinched his sword fingers, and drew a formation diagram in the void.

Everywhere he passed, the corpse qi emitted spiritual light and stayed in the air.

A moment later, a complex arcane formation took shape.

Huang Xiaoyu snorted coldly: "Decree the heavens, the return of all evils!" ”

Bang!

With one palm, he slapped the array on the ground.

The array was above the ground, and it suddenly grew larger, and in an instant, it had spread throughout the wooden house.

Above the Array.

Huang Xiaoyu slowly put the Nine Ghost Stone on it.

The entire formation, red light exploded, and it was lost in a flash.

The Nine Shadows slowly sank into the ground.

The array started from the inner circle and slowly dissipated without a trace.

Ninety-nine eighty-one lines, line to line, there are 30,000 figures, each figure, is a small circle. The 30,000 small magic circles were then combined and condensed into 9.6 million variations.

When all the small magic circles disappear, this evil array can be broken by no one except him.

With these circles, they can be turned on and off at any time.

It's a big job.

Just like alchemy, the fire quenches the medicinal qi and the heavenly spirit, but when it becomes a pill, the most important thing is to simmer and nourish the pill qi.

If you want to smelt and disappear all these magic circles, although it doesn't consume too much spiritual power, time is indispensable.

In this process, there must be no mistakes.

But as soon as it was interrupted, the great array collapsed, and the yin and evil qi returned, and Huang Xiaoyu would definitely be seriously injured.

Time passed day by day.

It's been seven days in the blink of an eye.

In the past seven days, there have been assassins in the rivers and lakes, walking at night in brocade clothes, entering Taoyuan, and the murderous opportunities are revealed.

In the past seven days, there is a sonorous pipa, first playing a song "Yellow Spring" to kill people, and then playing a song "Reincarnation" to cross the yin soul.

Under the hundred-year-old peach tree, thirteen corpses were buried. The young phoenix Situ You, who was famous for his stunners, vomited blood three times, was scarred, held the pipa, and stood in front of the wooden house, not retreating.

On April 25, at three o'clock, seven people wore Taoist robes, carried long swords, stepped on peach branches, and their bodies were as light as swallows, and they came from the eaves.

On April 25, at three o'clock, a woman in ragged clothes and blood stains had not yet dried, holding a pipa, sat in front of the steps of the wooden house.

"Tianjimen, Seventh Son."

"Young Phoenix, Situ You."

"Come with the order of the president of the Ancient Martial Arts Association and kill Huang Xiaoyu."

"Then you have to step on the corpse, I don't die, no one can enter the wooden house for half a step."

"A rising star, a dragon and a phoenix among people, such a little-known person, deserves to be like this?"

"The predecessors of the rivers and lakes, vainly claiming to be virtuous, indiscriminate, what do you care about me?"

"Then you will die!"

The cold sword came out of the sheath, the cold light was dazzling, and a sword fell like a star, pointing directly at Situ You's throat.

The moonlight was cold, and under the stars in the peach orchard, the woman held the pipa and danced, not retreating but advancing, and striking out with one palm, like a cannonball.

Tianji Qizi sneered: "No wonder the first six waves of people have come and gone, it turns out that you have already stepped into the realm of ancient martial arts, and you have already achieved thirty years of internal strength." Unfortunately, today, there is no doubt about death. Array! ”

Situ You: "The Heavenly Machine Seven Killing Array, known as being able to exorcise demons and eliminate demons, turns out that it is just dealing with me, a mortal woman." ”

The Seven Sons of Tianji: "Carry the rivers and lakes, you are the devil." ”

What a powerful formation.

The seven sons of Tianji, each of whom has thirty years of internal strength.

Under the blessing of the formation, Situ You, who was already seriously injured, had no power to fight back at all.

Bang!

Situ You was kicked and fell in front of the wooden house.

The Seven Sons of Tianji: "Stand down, worship me under the Tianji Gate, spare you from death!" ”

Situ You struggled to get up, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and smiled coldly: "Step on the corpse!" ”

The Seven Sons of Tianji: "Look for death!" ”

Snort......

After three moves, a sword pierced the shoulder, the sword was closed, Situ You rolled in the air, and fell in front of the wooden house again.

The Seven Sons of Tianji: "To retreat or not?" ”

Situ You helped the pipa to get up, his mouth was full of blood, he gritted his teeth, and shouted loudly: "Step on the corpse!" ”

The sound of stepping on the corpse echoed in the depths of the peach orchard.

Under the bleak moon, fifty acres of peach orchards, a woman went to death and begged!

There are 3,000 avenues, 100,000 people cultivate immortals, and one person is small.

100,000 small successes, one person in the hall.

100,000 people entered the hall, and one person entered the room.

100,000 entered the house, and one person attained the Tao.

The road was there, the door was wide open, but in front of the door, there were already corpses and bones, and there was already a river of blood.

If you want to enter the Dao, you must first strengthen your Dao heart.

Otherwise, what can she do?

Does she understand it? Can she catch it? Did she make it?

The Seven Sons of Tianji: "One last chance, step back, spare you from dying!" ”

Situ You struggled several times, but finally couldn't get up again, she lay on the ground, covered in blood, still holding the pipa tightly in her arms, her voice was poignant, tenacious, and shouted loudly: "Step on the corpse!" ”

Squeak......

There was a soft sound, and the door to the cabin opened.

There was a young man who slowly walked out of it.

Low eyebrows are pleasing to the eye, tame and peaceful.

Tianji Qizi: "Hehe, shrinking turtle, let a woman block the sword for you, where did you go with the courage to kill the goddess and others?" ”

Huang Xiaoyu didn't answer, from beginning to end, he didn't even look at it.

He looked at Situ You, for a long time, and said lightly: "The tendons and veins are broken, the dantian is destroyed, and the true immortal is difficult to save!" Remorse? ”

Situ You's eyes were dumbfounded, his eyes suddenly dimmed, half loud, and gritted his teeth: "No regrets, if you die today, ask the master for mercy and avenge me for destroying the door twenty years ago." ”

Huang Xiaoyu: "What if I don't agree?" Remorse? ”

Situ You's smile was miserable: "No regrets!" It's just my thin life. ”

A smile appeared on the corner of Huang Xiaoyu's mouth: "You are so beautiful that you have a thin life, and theoretically speaking, you will indeed live for a short time." ”

He slowly bent down and sat down on the steps.

Helped Situ You up and let the woman rest on her lap.

He said, "Give me the lute to use." You've played "Yellow Springs" so many times, let me play it too. ”

Situ You smiled bitterly and handed over the pipa: "Does Master want to send me to Huangquan?" ”

Huang Xiaoyu lowered his head, gently plucked the pipa strings a few times, and said lightly: "No, you have to avenge the revenge yourself." ”

Situ You: "But the master just said that I, the true immortal is difficult to save ......"

Situ You raised her head and looked at Huang Xiaoyu, she couldn't forget today's scene for the rest of her life.

In the man's originally peaceful and docile, harmless eyes of humans and animals, suddenly there rose a domineering aura that overlooked the world and looked down on all living beings.

Every word he said was like a soldering iron, deeply imprinted in the depths of Situ You's soul.

Huang Xiaoyu: "What is a true immortal?" He is flying up and reappearing, and hundreds of millions of true immortals kneel to me like a kneeling god! ”

The sound of the pipa sounded suddenly, and the song of Huangquan was far less than Situ Youwan's listening. But every note has a magical power, murderous and ghostly.

It's really ghostly.

Fifty acres of peach orchards, black gas churning, those peach trees, teeth and claws, turned into tree demons.

In the black air, ghosts and spirits are rampant, and demons and monsters are roaring.

The peach orchard, which was quiet and peaceful a moment ago, has turned into a ghost and demon world in an instant.

There are skeletons in the ground, and ghosts roam in the sky.

Huang Xiaoyu finally raised his head, and for the first time looked at the seven sons of Tianji, the beauty was lying on her knees, and the pipa was sonorous: "This song of Huangquan, send you back to the west, today's reincarnation song will not sound again, and those whose souls are scattered do not need to cross again!" ”