In an instant, the wind and rain were heavy, lightning and thunder roared, and the whole heaven and earth were shaken by this force. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Whew...".

The drought fish held its head high and its back wide, facing Yi Xiaochen who came in a flash, it did not dodge or dodge, its fangs were exposed, and its ferocious intent appeared, and Sima Ming was thrown aside casually.

At this time, a thunderbolt fell from the sky, the dim sky was illuminated by the thunderbolt, and the drought fish unconsciously closed his beard slightly, taking advantage of this gap, Yi Xiaochen flew straight up, he clenched his right fist, and a trace of clear and clear halo gathered on the entire right arm like a whirlwind.

Aiming at the ugly head of the drought, Yi Xiaochen smashed it with a big fist.

In an instant, the black and white halo collided and exploded, the drought let out a low roar, and its one-eyed body was about to crack, its claws were held high in front of it, and the thick dead qi quickly gathered and turned into a barrier to resist, but the angry fire made Yi Xiaochen dare not give up, he fell his body, his legs suddenly exerted force, and the ground stepped out of two pits, and then, he charged his strength hard, and a spiritual power that drained his soul mixed with the power of Sanqing burst out from the depths of himself, like a torrent surging into his heart.

"Boom...".

Yin and yang resisted, the repulsion was reversed, the soul power was dispersed, Yi Xiaochen was shocked by the powerful power of more than ten meters, fell down, looked up, there was a dim in front of him, except for the big pit about half a meter deep on the ground, there was no drought.

"Whew..."

Yi Xiaochen's tired body finally couldn't bear the pain of ingesting his soul at this time, and he fell down, looking up at the sky, the sky was so deep and dark, but a sharper and more brutal roar exploded from the rain and fog, hearing this, Yi Xiaochen was shocked, put the pain behind him, and straightened up his scarred body again.

Looking at it closely, a short figure slowly came out of the trap and was afraid, as a few thunderbolts fell, Yi Xiaochen couldn't believe that under the impact of pure yang and rigid spiritual power, this evil thing gathered in filth did not die, what kind of monster is it?

In the mud, Sima Ming, who only had half a breath left, barely crawled in front of Fang Tianhua's avatar, he held that breath and patted Fang Tianhua.

"Old thing, your plan has failed..."

When Fang Tianhua, who had already been scattered and dead, heard this, he opened his eyes slightly, his dry and godless eyes looked around like old crystals, and muttered to himself: "This is all fate... Life and death... Eternal reincarnation... Drymath... O iniquity..."

Sima Ming leaned his back against the corpse, and one accidentally spat out several mouthfuls of black blood.

"Look, no one collects our bodies... Sad..."

Feeling the death qi emanating from Yi Xiaochen, the drought fish became more and more ferocious, and the single eye in its forehead was filled with dead qi and left a lot of blood stains, and its short and sturdy body seemed to be able to burst out with great power at any time.

Yi Xiaochen gasped for breath, without the power of Sanqing, he knelt down on one knee, supported the ground with one hand, and pressed the wound on his chest with the other hand.

When the drought fish gathered dead air, the rain quickly receded, the sky cleared, and the hot and dry temperature hit again with the clear sky, and the body of the drought fish was like a haystack covered with cowhides, emitting a large amount of thick black gas.

At that moment, a roar came.

"Brute, I'm going to kill you..."

Yunquan ran back from a distance at some point, and when he saw the remnants all over the ground, this arrogant Xuandao disciple was furious, and when he saw that the master who had been pampering himself was dying, this Xuandao disciple with no one in his eyes went crazy.

In the face of the sudden appearance of Yunquan, the drought fish opened his mouth widely, and roared, like the momentum of a strong wind tornado rushed towards Yunquan, but Yunquan did not dodge at all, he lowered his body, his hands quickly sealed, and in the face of the Yin Qi tornado, he spurted out a mouthful of essence blood, and the void array seal immediately burst out with spiritual light.

"Demon, die..."

The roar shook the sky, it could fall down the mountain, the formation seal was strong, and it could destroy the yin and evil, but everything was decided, everything also had its own realm, and Yunquan's seemingly crazy and powerful attack was as fragile as a mantis arm in front of the drought.

There was a muffled "buzz".

The array seal was shattered, and the Yin Qi Tornado directly pierced Yunquan's body, seeing this, Yi Xiaochen endured the pain in his heart and soul, and hissed and scolded: "Idiot... Get lost... On..."

But all of Yunquan's sanity is squeezed by anger, and he is basically the same as a madman.

He staggered a few steps, spit out a mouthful of blood, and looked at the drought that released filthy and dead qi from a dozen steps away, he supported the ground with his double soul stick, took out the demon talisman with his left hand, and walked towards the drought fish step by step.

"Idiot..."

Yi Xiaochen was in a hurry, and the power of yin and yang collided chaotically in his body, and he unexpectedly broke the shackles of the supreme goodness, completely releasing himself in the depths of his soul - the soul burn.

When the supreme good spiritual root withered, the soul chain that suppressed the soul burning was immediately broken, looking at the rapidly withering spiritual root behind it, the soul burned crazy, and it roared wantonly.

"Yi Xiaochen, you lost to yourself after all, and you lost to the most despicable human nature, hahaha..."

A spiritual light flashed, Yi Xiaochen was stunned, only to feel that the dry soul was like a spring rising rapidly, and the endless soul power burst out rapidly, unable to bear the swelling meaning, the angry Yi Xiaochen roared with his arms in the sky.

In an instant, the soul burned through the last confinement of the soul and floated on the heart platform, it looked at the fog around it, and one of them was the confused Yi Xiaochen, seeing this, the soul burned yin smiled and walked over.

Yi Xiaochen, who was confused and restless, turned around suddenly, and saw a blue-faced and fanged humanoid demon beast walking towards him.

"Who are you? Stay back! ”

It's just that the soul burn didn't put Yi Xiaochen in his eyes at all, and in the blink of an eye, it had come to the front of him, looking straight ahead, Yi Xiaochen was immediately eroded by the soul burn's desire and evil, and the soul burn laughed wildly at this.

"Yi Xiaochen, the way of life and death, is dirty and despicable, is power and blood, as a god who controls life and death, you don't even know the root of your soul, in this case, the future is the time when your real life and death road opens."

In an instant, the soul burned into a blood-red aura and flew towards Yi Xiaochen, when the two hearts and souls of nature and desire and evil merged, Yi Xiaochen's own reason and righteousness disappeared with the sudden rise of the wind and clouds.

The drought fish, which was releasing the filth of death, suddenly felt a yin and evil power that was almost equal to its own, it opened its eyes angrily, no longer paid attention to Yunquan, and turned its head to look, in the rain and mist, a ring of red as blood Yin Zhi flame wrapped around Yi Xiaochen's body like a hurricane.

When the hurricane exploded and dissipated, Yi Xiaochen **** stood in place.

At this moment, Yi Xiaochen had lost his rationality, he kept sneering, two pale canine teeth protruding from the corners of his lips, and his black eyes mixed with a little scarlet were like ghost eyes asking for his life, releasing endless chills.

Yunquan was originally like a madman, but Yi Xiaochen's momentum after the transformation of his soul forced him back, and when he looked at it, Yi Xiaochen, who was still popular just now, was like a yin corpse at this time, without a little smell of life.