Xu Shilin was talking and laughing with Wen Hui, and continued to walk forward, not far away, when suddenly a dazzling light pierced their eyes, and when they opened their eyes, there was already a transparent figure in front of them.

This figure turned to look at them, and saw that this person was wearing the clothes of a disciple of Shushan, and he was fifty or sixty years old.

There were huge energy fluctuations exuding from his body, his feet were hanging in the air, it was obviously a wandering spirit, this person looked at Xu Shilin with a hideous face: "Boy, stop, as a disciple of Shu Mountain, you dare to trespass into the Shu Mountain Forbidden Land Lock Demon Tower, you are really bold, retreat quickly, otherwise you will blame my subordinates for being ruthless!"

With that, his right hand was already on the hilt of the sword, ready to attack at any time.

"The ghost of Shushan disciples, before Jiang Qing entered the Demon Tower, did there already be Shushan disciples in the tower who died?" Xu Shilin said suspiciously:

Xu Shilin stepped out in one step, the ghost step started, and the hosta in his right hand turned into a vajra sword and swept directly over the ghost's head, looking back at the ghost of the Shushan disciple who was still intact and barely reacted, and said in surprise: "Hmm? Physical attacks are ineffective?"

"Nonsense, I'm a ghost, how can your sword hurt me and not die?" The ghost shouted angrily, and rushed towards Xu Shilin with his sword.

"In that case, little gourd, collect!" A huge suction force appeared, directly putting this ghost into the gourd.

......

"Is there still a war underground?" Wen Hui said in surprise, leaving the four to follow the prestige. Xu Shilin was also attracted by the scene in the mirror.

I saw black smoke billowing in the distance, the war was raging, and the thatched houses with fierce beast teeth were scattered among them, which seemed to take place in the battle of primitive tribes filled with ancient gunsmoke. Wen Hui is most familiar with this kind of scene, but this time the armies on both sides are not people, but black monsters, holding blades that are much simpler than the human world, but they do not reduce the ferocity and ruthlessness that should be present in war.

If you look closely, the two sides of the confrontation are all the same feather people, they are from the legendary overseas of a lonely island called the feather country, although the human form, but the body is covered in feathers, there are wings on the back, white hair and red eyes, the head is like a bird, can use the wings to fly freely in the sky, to and from all parts of the human world, it is said that with the wings of the feathers, you can have the ability to fly in the sky.

At this time, dozens of feathered people were vibrating their purple wings, circling and flying, like a purple cloud, and the golden beaks of birds pecked at the enemy on the other side fiercely.

On the other hand, there is a swamp monster as rotten as mud, with rotten leaves mixed with wet mud, falling all over the ground with the action of the attack, and there is a rotten fishy smell everywhere it goes, only the place where the outline of the head can be vaguely recognized, with two strange red eyes, exuding a dignified murderous aura.

It is said that this type of monster is formed by the combination of the corpse qi of a human being and the demonic energy of the swamp after the corpse slowly decays in the swamp. Its appearance is like mud, lurking in the swamp is not easy to find, in order to improve its demonic power, whenever someone enters, it will grab the human ankle, drag it into the swamp, and absorb the corpse qi as a cultivation after the corpse decomposes.

Take a closer look, the swamp monster is commanding the battle is a half-human snake dragging the tail of a green-scaled snake, waving a cross arc slash, legend says that it is a side branch of the Nuwa clan, a descendant of the gods, but in fact it is only a snake demon that has been cultivated for thousands of years, just because the Tao is still shallow, it cannot completely change into a human form, so it can only maintain a half-human and half-demon body.

It often haunts the mountains and wilderness, hiding its lower body in the grass, and using its human-like appearance to lure humans to come in order to absorb human essence and cultivate in order to improve its demonic power.

"It's not a good thing...... Nangong Huang looked at it for a while, and muttered quietly with Nangong Xiaohuang, but the balance in his heart was secretly biased towards Yumin's side, after all, Yumin was a good "demon" compared to the other side.

Suddenly, with a wave of the blade in the hands of the centaur snake, the leader of the other party beheaded the feathered people, the group of swamp monsters immediately boosted their morale, shouted to kill the sky, and then the overwhelming mud swept in, quite an unstoppable battle.

"Brother Huang~ Look at it!" Wang Pengxu exclaimed as if he had discovered something, his light body floating slightly, and he pointed to the highest roof.

I saw two figures standing above the roof, their hair color and clothes were the same color, one white and one black, like a carp picture of Taoist yin and yang. Looking from a distance from here, I can't see the real facial features, but I can clearly feel the peerless elegance from the heroic posture of the man, no matter how you look at it, they are two beautiful men.

It was only a closer look to find that from the thick long hair, there were pointed ears that were no different from the color of the hair, revealing the original body. Rao is like this, the two of them are still tens of thousands of times better looking than the group of monsters on the ground, and the eyes of the six people were immediately attracted.

At this time, the white-haired man seemed to whisper to the black-haired man, and his every move was elegant and calm, quite a leader. And the man in black bowed his head and nodded in agreement, respectful but also cold and arrogant. I saw that his body moved, as sharp as a whirlwind, as fast as lightning, and the black shadow had passed through the army of millions in the melee, as if entering a no-man's land. In the next blink of an eye, the blue light was longitudinal, accompanied by a clear roar, and the portable treasure knife had already slashed down with a momentum like an angry dragon in the sea, facing the centaur snake who was the leader.

"Okay, shoot the man first and shoot the horse, and capture the thief first and capture the king...... Clever!" Wen Huifan clenched her fists and couldn't help but admire in her heart.

The half-human snake immediately swung its sword to resist, only to hear the sound of "cwing", the two soldiers met, sparks were shining, and it was even colder in the moonlight. The centaur was much taller than the man in black, but the confrontation lasted less than a second before it was suppressed by the man's decisive momentum and strength.

In a daze, the angry dragon roared with the sound of whirring wind, falling from the top of his head, and in the next moment, blood gushed out, and he was already in a different place.

The man in black stared at the corpse of the half-human snake expressionlessly, only the two green pupils exuded a faint blue glow, and the silver knife was as bright as water, reflecting him like a bloodthirsty Shura, which couldn't help but make people feel cold.

The swamp monsters were leaderless, and they suddenly made a mess, but the feathered people on the other side flapped their wings, and while they were excited, they turned defense into attack, and it was just a matter of a moment, and the battle situation was reversed. One of the swamp monsters seemed to have discovered the clue, and its strange red eyes flashed, and when it saw the white shadow standing on a high place, it suddenly jumped and attacked the man in white at the top.

All this could not escape the keen blue eyes of the man in black, but he was indifferent, as if the swamp monster was not an enemy, but a moth that did not know whether to live or die, and the white light was not his own commander, but the tempting but deadly fire of purgatory.

Sure enough, when the swamp monster was still dozens of feet away from the white shadow, the man in white instantly had a dazzling cold light in his long sleeves, and with a slight flick, he rolled up ten thousand thunderbolts and hit the swamp monster with all of them. When the light cleared, the swamp monster was gone, and the feathered soldiers at their feet wiped out all the remaining enemies like the autumn wind sweeping away the leaves.

The battle was won, and the cheers shook the sky. The man in white and the man in black were at a high and a low place, separated by a hundred meters, and looked at each other, as if everything that happened around them was none of their business.

The two of them, white-clothed and snowy, black-robed and splashed with ink, one is elegant and elegant, the other is resolute and arrogant, under the light of the full moon, one is like a fox wolf in all directions, and the other is like a civet cat who worships the moon and ascends to immortals. The two are both rigid and soft, and they cooperate seamlessly, they are clearly two men, but they are as harmonious as the piano and the piano sing together.

The six of them were stunned by this formation. The silver-haired waterfall hangs, the command is determined, the black hair is flowing, and he is resolute, but in comparison, it is still the man in white who is slightly better in wisdom and temperament, at least Wen Hui thinks so.

"So handsome!" x2

Wen Hui and Wen Xiaohui glanced at each other, two pairs of star-like eyes were bent into two crescents at this time, and their cheeks were also glowing with joyful red, and their pink lips were gently pursed from time to time, but they couldn't hide the overflowing smile, pointing to the white shadow in the distance and softly admiring:

"That guy - the white-haired one, he looks pretty handsome......"

"The black-haired ones are not bad!

"So-so~" Nangong Huang was also shocked by this momentum, and scratched his head: But seeing Lianghui's appearance, he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, and pouted and said:

"A little bit worse than me. ”x2

"Cut!"

"Stinky beauty!"