Seeing Xiao Mingxiao's appearance at this time, there was a trace of trance in Tang Huanyu's expression.

But the trance only stayed for a moment, and then it was replaced by a smile......

"Hahahaha...... Okay, you Xiao Ming smiled, in order to survive, you can say such shameless words? Do you still think that I, Tang Huanyu, was the fool who was played by you back then? ”

Tang Huanyu's eyes were bloodshot, and the momentum of his whole body was unconsciously raised to the peak.

He hated the feeling of being deceived, and of course he loved the woman who had lied to him so much.

On the high platform, the wind gusted, and the scattered leaves hit everyone's faces under the illumination of the firelight......

The hatred hidden in my heart for many years has turned into a powerful murderous aura today. At this time, Tang Huanyu just wanted to kill, kill, and never stop killing.

The obsidian sword in Song Zhong's hand emitted a faint glow, and he didn't know if he could stop Tang Huanyu's revenge with the two magic weapons of "Donghuang Bell" and "Obsidian Sword".

But in order to avoid the turmoil in the Yin and Yang Realm of Beichuan, as a disciple of Taiqing, he must fight against this "poor man".

The Tang family is scorched corpses, ghosts are generals, they are not afraid of death, all of them are life-for-life fighting.

The sons of the flesh and blood family were defeated and retreated under the attack of those evil spirits. But they barely relied on their numerical superiority to stabilize the situation.

"Xiao Mingxiao, give me a ...... to die"

When the enemy meets, he is very red-eyed.

The hatred of taking his wife back then made Tang Huanyu already have a sense of killing for Xiao Mingxiao.

At this time, he let go of the pursuit of Su Changhe. A dodge took a step forward, approaching Xiao Mingxiao.

Although Xiao Mingxiao is the head of the Xiao family, he does not have the slightest power to resist in front of a gold-level onmyoji.

He just looked at Tang Huanyu like that, with an indescribable desolation in his eyes.

Back then, he was just a pawn in the hands of the family, and after the Tang family was destroyed, Xiao Qing'er's pain also made him sink for a while.

"You can't kill him......"

At this time, Xiao Yinjian suddenly kicked the scorched corpse, and then dodged in front of Tang Huanyu.

"You little bastard, get out of ......"

When he fought before, Tang Huanyu knew Xiao Yinjian's identity.

When he saw that this kid dared to come out to stop him, he was immediately furious.

The sharp sword in Tang Huanyu's hand was raised suddenly, and he stabbed at Xiao Yinjian's chest decisively.

Xiao Mingxiao, who was originally sitting on the ground waiting for death, saw that his son Xiao Yinjian's life was threatened.

Like a frightened rabbit, he jumped up at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye and pushed Xiao Yin's sword aside, blocking Tang Huanyu's sword with his body.

I only heard a "poof", and the long sword pierced through Xiao Mingxiao's body.

"Yin Jian, he, his surname is Tang, he is the only descendant of your Tang family, you can't kill him!"

Xiao Mingxiao's mouth was full of blood foam, and he said such a shocking sentence with some inarticulateness. Xiao Mingxiao's eyes were full of sincerity and pleading.

After speaking, he lowered his head and buried himself under Tang Huanyu's sword.

Dead, dead, the four giants of the yin and yang industry in Beichuan City, one was scared to death, and two were killed. Su Changhe was the only one left, standing stupidly on the high platform, witnessing this karma.

"Father, don't you die......"

Xiao Yinjian's face was full of ......

The courage of lying on weekdays has already made his heart like a rock. But his father's departure was really a big blow to him.

"My Tang family? Whose children? Whose children? ”

A trace of doubt appeared on Tang Huanyu's face. Then his expression became tyrannical.

When he saw Xiao Yinjian for the first time, there was an inexplicable feeling of blood connection in his heart. It's just that at that time, he was blinded by hatred.

People are dying and their words are also good, recalling Xiao Mingxiao's eyes when he took his last breath, Tang Huanyu's heart was a little messy.

In his heart, an unlikely possibility suddenly came to mind......

If Xiao Mingxiao and Xiao Qing'er were brother and sister, they would not have been together at all. Then the young man named Xiao Yinjian in front of him is very likely to be his son.

This sudden change made everyone around stop killing,

Even the charred corpses of the Tang family around them stood in place in a daze.

Song Zhong, who reacted, suddenly came out of his feet with a "floating light without a trace" and came to Xiao Yinjian's body. On the obsidian sword in his hand, a cold light emanated.

He didn't want the tragedy to happen again, and he had to put an end to the sins he was in front of.

"Tell me, who is your mother?"

Tang Huanyu said to Xiao Yin Jian as softly as possible, his heart was turbulent, and the monstrous waves were constantly knocking on his heart.

"What the hell is going on with you?"

Xiao Yinjian hugged the corpse of his father Xiao Mingxiao, raised his head and scolded.

If he had the ability, I am afraid that he would go up directly and kill Tang Huanyu.

"If you don't say it, everyone here will die today."

Tang Huanyu's neck twisted a few times, making a "creaking ......" sound.

"I think you are serious, don't you take Taiqingshan in your eyes?"

Song Zhong saw that he had been completely ignored by Tang Huanyu, and gently took the "Donghuang Bell" from the wearer on his waist, and then spread a wisp of golden black Zhenyan with his right hand and attached it to his hand.

The scorching breath instantly spread throughout the audience.

As the Three Fires of Heaven and Earth, the Golden Crow True Flame has a strong restraint effect on evil spirits.

In addition, many people in the Tang family have been charred corpses in the fire. For flames, they are even more fearful than ordinary evil.

"Ahhh......hh

Those charred corpses screamed miserably, avoiding Song Zhong from a distance.

"Outside the Su family, you and your friends helped me out of the siege, I don't want to kill you. If you try to intervene in this matter, you will surely die. ”

When Tang Huanyu said it, there was no doubt about the murderous intent in his eyes.

But just like that, there is still not too much pressure on Song Zhong.

He had once killed the existence of a gold-level ghost, and in his opinion, no matter how strong Tang Huanyu was, he would not let himself have no chance to escape

"I'm not ashamed, in that case, let me meet you......"

Song Zhong scolded, and then the sword blade in his palm turned lightly, heading straight to Tang Huanyu's throat.

The experience under hatred has already made Tang Huanyu's combat skills reach the realm of returning to the basics. I saw his figure flickering slightly, and the sword in his hand easily blocked, and the swing of the obsidian sword.

But just when he wanted to speak out and ridicule Song Zhong a few words.

"Gaba ......"

After a crisp sound, the sharp sword in Tang Huanyu's hand was directly cut into two pieces by the obsidian sword.

Frightened, Tang Huanyu suddenly came to a "King Kong Iron Plate Bridge", leaned back and supported the ground with both hands to grab Song Zhong's sword.

"Xuan-level magic weapon, this is actually a Xuan-level magic weapon. Little guy, you're very blessed! ”

Tang Huanyu, who barely stood up straight, said to Song Zhong in surprise.

The cultivation of people in the yin and yang realm is about adventure.

And adventures are all things that can be encountered but not sought, so for them, the greater the adventure, the deeper the blessing of that person.

"My brother, he is the man who is going to save the world!"

At this time, Brother Hei came to Song Zhong and stood with him.

"Hehe......"

Tang Huanyu smiled disdainfully, let alone a Song Zhong. Today, even if it is a real person from Taiqing Mountain again, he will not stop planning the killing.

He took out a yellow talisman from his arms, gently bit the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of blood sprayed it.

After the yellow talisman was baptized with blood, it suddenly burst out with a faint green light.

Immediately after that, the scorched corpses of the Tang family around them, who had been knocked to the ground by the Onmyoji, stood up one after another.

Except for their rags, they were still the same as before. And those onmyoji who died in battle will never come back.

"Lingling Lingling ......"

In Tang Huanyu's hand, a bell appeared and his wrist kept shaking, making a crisp sound.

Then those charred corpses, like little teddies who had been given aphrodisiacs, screamed.

Mechanically, they pounced on the crowd around them.

Kill, kill, kill, kill, blood-stained canyons are everywhere, just like the fierce battle among the Tang family back then.

If Tang Huanyu really slaughtered the three major families this time, would there be a loose cultivator after so many years, and find his descendants to avenge this blood feud.

The germ of hatred, once it bursts out.

That is a tooth for a tooth, blood for a blood. Retribution is endless!

"Jinwu Zhenyan, give me an outburst ......"

The "Donghuang Bell" in Song Zhong's hand kept getting bigger, and wisps of golden black flame rose out of thin air. Gradually, in the sky, it condensed into an incomparably huge fireball.

The fireball was dazzling, like the sun under the red moon, bringing hope to the life of the human camp.

"Brightness, return the world to a clear ......"

Song Zhong said faintly in his mouth, he didn't need money for the mana around him, and instilled it into the "Eastern Emperor Bell". Then the huge fireball suddenly dispersed, and wisps of flame hesitated to the elves in the dark night, constantly beating in this space.

They were wrapped around the charred corpses and the ghost soldiers.

Burning, scorching, smoke rising......

The charred corpses were ignited by the Golden Crow True Flame, but they were still fighting the humans.

"Explode, sin ......"

Song Zhong squirted a mouthful of essence blood towards the "Eastern Emperor Bell", and then those charred corpses were like firecrackers during the New Year.

The sound of explosions echoed in the mountains......