"I'm an Extraterritorial Heavenly Demon!" Qin Hui was slightly surprised, but as soon as he raised his hand, he pulled out his sword, and with a single sword, he stabbed towards the Haotian Mirror of the long-eyebrow real person.

"Ding!" The tip of Qin Hui's sword was in the mirror of the Haotian Mirror, and with a ding, the Haotian Mirror was knocked out by Qin Hui, turning into an arc and flying back into the hands of the real person with long eyebrows.

"Changmei is the same as me, and he is also in the middle and late stages of Luo Tianshang's Immortal!" In one battle, Qin Hui probably estimated the strength of the real person with long eyebrows, but at this time, all the attacks of other people came.

"Da Luo Heavenly Hand!" The old monk pushed forward with both palms, and the two golden light handprints turned into a thousand zhang giant palms and slapped towards Qin Hui.

Qin Hui put the sword in front of him without thinking about it, and the mental power on his body continued to surround it, turning into layers of enchantments.

"Boom!" Qin Hui's body retreated a few steps in a row, and among them, the Sun Moon Golden Wheel of the Arc Moon Master and the Flying Immortal Sword of Qingchengzi also hit Qin Hui's body protection barrier at the same time, causing Qin Hui's body to shook, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.

"The strength of the old monk has just entered the middle stage of Luo Heavenly Immortal, and the same is true for Master Arc Yue, I will kill these two people if I fight alone, but this long eyebrow and blood demon are the same level as me. No, I can't beat it, I can only go! ”

Although Qin Hui was bleeding from the corner of her mouth, her injuries were not serious, although everyone was in the middle of the SS level, but this same realm was also divided into upper, middle and lower. Qin Hui is conceited and will not lose to anyone here if she fights alone, but now there is definitely no one who will fight with Qin Hui alone.

"Haotian has a mirror, and righteousness lasts forever!" The Haotian mirror with long eyebrows flew out again, and this time the mirror emitted a dazzling white light, and the mountains, rivers, grass, trees, flying fish, birds and beasts were all in it.

"Infinite Blood Array, Blood Waves!" The Demon Monarch of Youquan was suddenly surrounded by blood-red blood water, and then turned into a huge human face and rushed towards Qin Hui.

"This battle is not good for me, let's go first!" The sword in Qin Hui's hand swung out one after another, slashing towards the Haotian Mirror and the Blood Array while rushing towards the barrier.

"Everyone, hurry up, this Heavenly Demon is going to rush in!" Behind the real person with long eyebrows, a second primordial god suddenly appeared, although the second primordial god who appeared was the same as Changmei, he was a hundred feet tall, and after flying up, he grabbed the Haotian mirror and headed towards Qin Hui.

"Heaven and earth are infinite, blood god son!" The blood waves in the sky and the Demon Lord of the Hidden Spring merged into one, turning into a giant composed of blood and water and punching out.

"The sun and the moon are golden, the sun and the moon are shining!" The two wheels, one gold and one silver, buzzed and spun and flew towards Qin Hui.

"Venerable Da Luo, please!" The old monk crossed his knees on the ground with his palms suitable, and an angry-eyed virtual figure appeared behind him, holding a demon-slaying pestle and striding to kill.

Qin Hui heard the roars of several people and looked up, and his last action was to raise his sword to avoid the vital point.

"Boom Boom" attacks continued to hit Qin Hui's body, and the Hulk potions that Qin Hui had taken continued to repair Qin Hui's injuries, but in the end, Qin Hui still only felt that his eyes were dark, and his body crashed into the Shushan World.

"After the explosion just now, did any of you see the Heavenly Demon dead?" Master Arc Moon inspected for a week and found that there was no trace of Qin Hui, so he couldn't help but ask softly.

"Haotian Mirror!" The treasure mirror of the long-eyebrow real person emitted white light, and these white lights constantly searched the void, trying to find Qin Hui's trace.

"It should be dead, this heaven and earth enchantment can only go out and not enter. I don't believe that the demons can come in directly that day, so there are so many of us attacking together, it doesn't make sense that he won't die! Qingchengzi thought for a while and nodded, after all, there were many people on his side, and it was impossible for this heavenly demon to resist even if he was a person outside the sky.

"Since the Heavenly Demon is dead, then the Demon Lord will not accompany him!" As soon as the Youquan Demon Lord's robe swung, he swept the blood wave and flew towards his Youquan Demon Palace.

"I recently accepted a new disciple, I should go back and check it out now!" After thinking about it, Master Arc Moon nodded to Changmei Zhenren, and also headed towards Kunlun Mountain.

"There are many calamities between heaven and earth, and today I see that the skill of this Youquan Demon Lord is still above a few of us." The old monk sighed and shook his head, and announced a Buddha name to Changmei Zhenren and Qingchengzi, saying; "True person, sooner or later, this Youquan will attack my righteous path, and the old man will also go back to retreat and cultivate!"

"One catastrophe rises, one catastrophe falls. Heaven is impermanent, only those who are detached can have no quarrel with the world! Qingchengzi glanced at the direction where everyone left, and drove towards Qingcheng Mountain.

Two hundred years after Shushan

"Knock knock, knock knock"

A small mountain village sings and dances, and the sound of horns ticks and ticks. And in the middle of these people, a black coffin was carried by eight strong men towards the temple outside the small mountain village.

"The mountain god is going home! There were one or two hundred people in the crowd, and these people followed the coffin forward, beating the gongs and drums in their hands with every step, and headed towards their mountain village under the bouncing movements of the people in front of them.

This small mountain village is called Fengqi Village, and there are only a few hundred people in the village, all of whom are simple people. And today is a big day for Fengqi Village, because the mountain god enshrined in the village is about to be relocated to the village.

"Grandpa the village chief, is this mountain god master powerful?" A group of children followed the coffin with the offerings in their hands, but they didn't know why everyone was so happy.

Listening to the child's words, the old village chief touched the beard on his chin and said with a smile; "The mountain god lord fell from the sky two hundred years ago, and the temple we originally built for the mountain god lord is on the mountain, but recently there are always people and animals in the village who have died for no reason, so I have the plan to move the mountain god back to the village temple, and I want to rely on the mountain god's divine power to suppress the group of ghosts!"

This Fengqi village has a long history, and two hundred years ago, a meteor suddenly fell and hit the mountain. The next day, when the villagers went up the mountain to check, they found that a mountain peak had been flattened, and the mountain god was also discovered for the first time.

Since then, whether it is the attack of wolves or the spirit of the mountain, as long as the villagers can escape into the mountain temple, then whether it is the beasts in the mountain or those who have become spirits, they dare not take a half step forward.

Two hundred years have passed in this flash, and the two hundred years of the mountain god are still lifelike, and the years are of no use at all. This miraculous sight has attracted the villagers to sacrifice every year, and all the best things in the village must be sent to the temple as sacrifices first, and then each family will keep them for their own use.

Just as everyone was moving forward, a strange black wind hung up and blew the villagers around.

"Don't be afraid, we are followed by the mountain god, even if there is a ghost, we don't dare to come over at all!" Looking at the people who were jumped by the black wind, the old village chief said disapprerovantly with a lantern in his hand.

Since ancient times, it is easy to go up the mountain and difficult to go down, and now everyone still carries the coffin. The villagers, who had been traveling early in the morning, had not been able to get out of the mountains until the evening.

You must know that the world is not peaceful today, in addition to the rampant spirits in the mountains, many lonely souls and wild ghosts have also appeared. If it weren't for the mountain temple in Fengqi Village, then this small village would have moved to other places long ago.

"Yes! What are we afraid of following the mountain god! Everyone forgot their fear after thinking about it slightly, after all, the divine power of the mountain god has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people in the past two hundred years.

The team moved forward again, and everyone carried the pitch-black coffin blowing and blowing, and the black wind that startled everyone no longer took it seriously.

However, it backfired, and the more everyone walked, the wind and sand in front of them became heavier, and the moon in the sky had been obscured at some point, and the team could not even see the road ahead.

"Hee-hee, where are you going! Don't go, stay and play with me! ”

Just as everyone was carefully advancing with the lantern, suddenly a child-like voice suddenly sounded, coming from all directions.

"Who, who's talking!" The villagers huddled in horror and gathered around the coffin. But the old village chief walked out with a plow stick in one hand and a lantern in the other.

"Grandpa, would you like to stay with me! I'm so lonely living here alone! ”

The dark clouds in the sky were pierced by the moonlight, and the white moonlight was scattered on the ground, and a child wearing a red belly pocket appeared in front of the group.

The child looked to be eight or nine years old, his face was full of puzzles and pus-tingling pus, and a tongue stretched out of his mouth as he spoke, reaching all the way to the ground.

Looking at the child's appearance, the crowd turned pale with fright, and all shrank around the coffin, because the child didn't look like a human being. Coupled with the tongue that stretched to the ground, no matter how stupid people were, they knew that they had encountered something unclean.

"There are so many of you! Let's play with me, I'm so lonely! ”

The child wore a pigtail and flicked his tongue as he walked towards the team, so frightened that the old village chief couldn't help but take a few steps back.