The sound of the monster's wailing became smaller and smaller, but the bronze pillar of the ice coffin was getting brighter and brighter, and the light of the ice coffin carving was circulating, and the cold air seemed to be condensed into substance.

"Roar, roar, roar, roar..."The monster suddenly yelled at Xiao Hongchen when he couldn't hold on, and then the strange smile turned into a black gas and dissipated.

After the monster disappeared, the demonic flames surrounding the altar slowly faded, and the altar re-revealed its original appearance, looking at the 'magic platform' that was close at hand, Xiao Hongchen's face showed a solemn expression.

There is not much difference between the appearance of this 'magic platform' and 'Sendai', but above 'Sendai' are all immortal air circulation, shrouded in white brilliance, giving people a grand and unearthly feeling, this 'magic platform' is lifeless, but also attached to the black magic flame, giving people an evil and weird feeling.

Although Xiao Hongchen had dealt with demon cultivators before, he had never seen what other people's magic platforms looked like, but he felt that his magic platform was a little weird.

At this moment, the three people who had been looking for him outside had finally found his body in a cave. Xiao Hongchen's body was lying flat on a large bluestone intact, but his face was pale and gave people a feeling of weakness.

"Why don't you go over and have a look first?" After the three of them glanced at each other, Qingjiao asked.

"Amitabha, Lord Qing's words are wrong, this Lord Xiao is your brother in life and death, are you still afraid that he will harm you?"

"Hmph!" After Dugu Yijian glanced at the two of them expressionlessly, he pulled out his long sword, and a sword qi slashed towards Xiao Hongchen's body.

The sword qi slashed directly at Xiao Hongchen's body, bouncing him up from the bluestone, and stopped after rolling on the ground a few times.

"What's the situation, your brother can't be cold, right?" the little monk looked surprised!

"I'll go to your uncle's, can you speak?" Qingjiao immediately ran over to help him up, and scolded the little monk by the way.

"Hmm, someone is destroying my physical body, no matter, take back control of my physical body first, and talk about the rest later!" Xiao Hongchen suddenly felt that his physical body was being attacked when he was pondering on the altar, so he couldn't care so much, and flew directly to the top of the magic platform.

His idea is that there are quite a lot of things that don't make sense in him anyway, and there is no shortage of this one, but he will be a demon cultivator in the future, which is a little different from what he expected. As soon as the Yuan Shen landed on the magic platform, there was a feeling of blood connection, as if this magic platform was an inseparable part of his body.

", cheat to death!" As soon as Qingjiao ran in front of Xiao Hongchen's body, he saw the 'corpse' lying on the ground suddenly open his eyes and smile at him 'weirdly', as if his mouth was about to open and spit out a 'secret weapon', so frightened that Qingjiao raised his foot and kicked on the chest of the 'corpse', kicking the 'corpse' with a roll of his eyes and flying upside down a few feet away!

, Lao Qing, this thing is trying to kill me! Could it be that he has fallen into someone else's way and has been controlled by someone? His body was in the air and immediately flew out of the cave.

Before he could think about it, a sky-high sword qi struck from behind, and he subconsciously lowered his head, and the sword qi passed against his scalp, slashing through the sky until it turned into a point of light and disappeared into the sky.

Dugu Yijian is also here? It's troublesome, it seems that it is impossible to fight quickly.

Suddenly Sanskrit music sang behind him, giving people a feeling of distant vicissitudes, and the Buddha light sprinkled down from the sky. Xiao Hongchen looked back, a little monk with red lips and white teeth sat in the air, his body was wrapped in a golden Buddha phantom, his body was shining with golden light, reciting scriptures, and the word 'swastika' rose behind him, and the sky was full of Buddha's incomparably grand righteousness.

This little monk looks good, I don't know where it came from, maybe you can ask him to help suppress these two fools, and then slowly unravel the control of these two fools.

"Drink! The Buddha's light has appeared!" the little monk Baoxiang solemnly shouted, and the ten-zhang-big 'swastika' character behind him flew towards Xiao Hongchen.

"Hmm, it looks like a golden monk, but I didn't expect it to be controlled by others!" Xiao Hongchen shook his head secretly, the "Immortal Sutra" worked to the extreme in his body, and the flame mark on his forehead instantly became black, and the demonic flame rose out to envelop his whole body, and the dead qi on his left hand was great, and the 'immortal seal' was thrown out casually, directly attacking the word 'swastika'.

At this time, the frog stepped into the air, the blue light flashed on his palms, and the phantom of the dragon's claw emerged, and in an instant, he came to Xiao Hongchen, and grabbed his neck with one claw. Xiao Hongchen calmly slapped it on the ground with a big handprint that covered the sky, and the ground trembled.

The three-inch word 'death' once again meets the ten-zhang 'swastika' character or no one can help anyone, the golden light and the black light are intertwined, and it is very good-looking.

This little monk really had two hits, Xiao Hongchen was not afraid, but was extremely excited in his heart, his right hand was palmed into a knife, and the black three-foot knife was uncertain.

"Hahahaha!" Xiao Hongchen let out a long roar happily, waving his hand is a domineering three-style slash towards the little monk, the three-style sword is in the air What is a black big knife dozens of zhang long, with a lifeless aura on it, surrounded by demonic flames.

This demon seems to be stronger, should I run away? The little monk muttered in his heart at this time, this knife will definitely split his golden body phantom in half, will he also be split in half when the time comes, forget it, let's run away.

At this time, a white streamer dragged the vision of a huge wave from a distance, directly hitting the black sword, and the black and white colors were clearly held in the air, and a sword covered the sea!

The three-colored light shrouded a thousand feet, and the power of the aura could be felt from ten miles away. Everyone rushed over after feeling the aura of these five powerful saints, knowing the inside story was that they wanted to watch this battle, and those who didn't know the inside story thought that some treasure had been unearthed.

"The seventh disciple of the ancestor of the Cihang Sword Sect, Ling Feiyu came to eliminate the demon guard!" A cold voice resounded through the heavens and the earth, the petals in the sky sprinkled down, a woman dressed in white, her face with a veil slowly spun and fell from mid-air, like the Nine Heavens Xuannu, it was the ancestor of the Cihang Sword Sect.

I didn't expect that there are women who do this in this era, Xiao Hongchen looked at the woman floating down and couldn't help but sigh in her heart, and the big handprint that covered the sky coldly shot a shot to help her come to a not very elegant landing!

"You!" the woman glared at the landing.

"Hmph!" Xiao Hongchen didn't even look at him, snorted coldly, the sword and the long sword collided together, knocked the long sword out directly, and returned to Ling Feiyu's hand, the sword also became a lot darker, and slashed it in half on the Buddha's phantom, and the sword slashed towards the little monk without abating.

The little monk was shocked, the Buddha's light condensed on his hands, and the golden light shone brightly and turned into two big mudras that violently caught the knife and blocked its descent.

Shout, there is really a trick of taking the white blade with an empty hand, but it seems that it is more practical to call the golden hand to the black blade. Xiao Hongchen was also happy when he saw the little monk's posture, and casually shot a big handprint covering the sky towards the little monk, but his eyes shifted to Dugu Yijian.

The person present, Dugu Yijian, was the most threatening person to him, and he didn't make a move now, Xiao Hongchen's attention was all focused on him, as for Ling Feiyu and Wuwujie, he directly ignored them, and the corner of his eye also glanced at Qingjiao.

Ling Feiyu saw that the little monk was in danger, and suddenly rose to the sky to help him resolve the crisis. Although Xiao Hongchen's attention was not on him, his grasp of the battle situation was not ordinarily strong, he didn't look behind him, and directly slapped a big mudra that covered the sky, and the black big handprint hit Ling Feiyu with a more aggressive momentum than before.

The sudden handprint forced Ling Feiyu to raise his sword to save himself, the sword aura was fierce, and Ling Feiyu split out more than a dozen ways before the big handprint was scattered, but at this time, it was too late to save it. The big black handprint was already less than three feet away from the little monk, and in an instant, the sweat on the little monk's bald head began to drip down.

"Roar!" the tiger's roar came from behind the little monk.

I saw a white tiger with ribs and wings suddenly descending from the sky, roaring like thunder, and the white light in his mouth was flourishing, as if he was brewing something peerless.