"I've seen Deacon Yu and the two lords of the Wind Rakshasa . Looking at the black mist that suddenly appeared, the Ding clan and the Bird Hunting Sect gathered together hugged their fists and said, "As expected by the two adults, only two disciples of the Muyun Sect came to the ancient tomb, and now they are surrounded by us. ”

"Where did these two come from? Looking at the black mist that was thicker than the night, Xu Sheng's heart tightened, and he whispered to himself with a chill: "The dignified Emperor is strong, do you have to breathe down so lowly?"

"Snort, it's really terrifying. The figure wrapped in the black mist waved his hand to the people leaning over, looked at Xu Sheng and said with a cruel smile: "It's only been a few days, and it has broken through to the third grade of Xuanjun again." ”

"Resist the wind, tonight is a great opportunity for you to make amends. The black mist figure's sneer had not yet dissipated, and the black shadow standing in front of him sneered again: "If we miss it this time, we won't be able to explain it to our lords." ”

"Brother Xu Sheng, who are they?" Looking at the two black mist in front of him, Xu Qingyao, who was standing behind Xu Sheng, asked, "Why don't you even have a trace of anger?"

"Qingyao, don't be afraid. Clenching the flat ruler in his hand, Xu Sheng said coldly: "Two ghosts, I'm worried that there is nowhere to find you." ”

"Snort, good boy. The figure known as the wind swept away: "Without Mu Yanqing's protection, I will see what big waves you can make today." ”

"Xiaoqi. Glancing at Xu Qingyao beside him, Xu Sheng looked at Lu Xiaoqi and said solemnly: "I'll drag them later, you find a chance to take Qingyao away." ”

"Big Brother ......"

"Don't talk so much nonsense. Xu Sheng scolded in a low voice: "Xin'er is still waiting for us, you must bring back the Spirit Holy Fruit." ”

"Brother Xu Sheng, Qingyao is not leaving. ”

"You pretending to be a ghost, you are still so hypocritical when you are dying. The old man of the Ding clan looked at Xu Qingyao and said viciously: "But this time, I'm afraid that if you want to leave, you won't be able to leave." ”

Seeing the old man of the Ding clan running towards him, Xu Qingyao hurriedly moved his red sleeves slightly, and after a black light flashed, a huge black shadow suddenly appeared in the night sky, spitting out a scarlet long tongue.

"Snort, this is the ancient beast Chaos Abyss Spirit Python. Looking at the huge snake shadow hovering in the air, the black shadow standing beside the Wind Rakshasa said coldly: "Ding Si, you step down, get rid of that kid from Muyun Sect, I will count you as a great merit." ”

"I've bothered you, Lord Deacon. Hearing the sound, seeing the old man of the Ding clan with a pale face of the Abyss Spirit Python, he leaned down and said, "Without this Chaos Abyss Spirit Python as a hindrance, it is not difficult to have a three-grade Xuanjun." ”

"Snort. Seeing that the old man of the Ding clan attacked Xu Sheng, the Wind Rakshasa twitched the corners of his mouth and said, "Ding Si, this kid is not a fuel-efficient lamp." ”

"Ding Si thanked Lord Rakshasa for reminding him. The old man of the Ding clan exuded the coercion of the Xuan Emperor, stared at Xu Sheng in front of him and said, "Boy, come and die quickly." ”

"Old ghost Ding. Looking at the old man of the Ding clan who was walking quickly, Xu Sheng shouted in a low voice: "You came just in time." ”

After saying that, Xu Sheng's chest ached as if it had exploded, and his deep eyes flashed a crimson light in the bursts of severe pain, and the breath of Xuanjun's three products suddenly rose to Xuanjun's ninth grade at this critical crisis.

"You're a great secret. Looking at Xu Sheng, whose breath soared to the ninth rank of Xuanjun, the old man of the Ding clan stopped and said with a smile: "Whether you are the third grade of Xuanjun or the ninth rank of Xuanjun, after all, it is only the Xuanjun realm." ”

"Isn't it still enough?" Looking at the old man of the Ding clan approaching step by step, Xu Sheng's fingertips swept the ring, took out more than a dozen demon cores and grabbed them in his hand, and said, "What if I add these?"

"Self-defeating. As if seeing an idiot, the old man of the Ding clan said coldly: "Even if you explode and die now, the old man will still crush your bones and scatter ashes." ”

How could Xu Sheng not know the way of cultivation, to adhere to the step-by-step way, and rashly absorb the power of the demon core is tantamount to asking for his own death. Putting aside the environment at this time, in terms of the number of various types of demon cores, absorbing them all at once can increase cultivation in a short period of time, but it also destroys the foundation that has been so hard to lay.

Hearing the hatred between the words of the old man of the Ding clan, Xu Sheng smiled self-deprecatingly, looked around as if he had fallen into a wolf pack, and swallowed the demon core in his hand in one gulp.

Under the full operation of the Heavenly Remnant Technique, Xu Sheng Xuanjun's nine-rank breath rose rapidly in all directions, and in a few snaps of his fingers, he reached the Xuanhuang Realm, which was on par with the old man of the Ding clan.

"This is the power of the Xuanhuang Realm. Xu Sheng waved his palms, listened to the sound of breaking the air in the air, stared at the old man in front of him and said, "Old ghost Ding, are you ready to die?"

"Noise. Glancing at Xu Sheng, who exuded the breath of the Xuanhuang Emperor, the old man Ding Zu said with a frosty face: "Nine turns of Xuanbu." ”

"Cone thorns. As soon as Xu Sheng's words fell, the blue-white Xuan Qi on the flat ruler instantly condensed into a cone, and flew towards the old man of the Ding clan who had already stepped out in three steps.

"Hit a stone with an egg. The old man of the Ding clan shook his body slightly, and said confidently: "The power of the three turns of the Xuanhuang Realm, how can you break it if you say it." ”

"Really?" Xu Sheng smiled slightly, and a flash of fire suddenly flashed in the palm of his hand holding the flat ruler, and he said calmly: "Break." ”

In an instant, the old man of the Ding clan who was about to step out of the fourth step, the void under his feet was like a substance, and suddenly there was a burst of "click" sounds.

"Old ghost Ding. Looking at the shaking old man Ding Zu, Xu Sheng laughed and said, "Even if you are a strong man of Xuanhuang, what can you do, the power of these three turns is nothing more than that." ”

In a trance, Xu Sheng's laughter had the majesty of the tiger roaring mountain forest, echoing in the dark night mountains and turning into a black steel needle, knocking open the space under the feet of the old man of the Ding clan.

"What is this?" In the sound of breaking the sky, the man in white with a splitting headache looked solemn: "Isn't it the second brother, he ......"

When the man in white was thinking about it, the Wind Rakshasa who was standing on the side looked at Ding Si, who was crumbling, waved his palm print that covered the sky and the sun, and hurriedly flew forward and pressed towards Xu Sheng.

"Brother Xu Sheng, be careful. Xu Qingyao, who was watching the battle situation, flashed white light in his hand, and greeted the palm print that floated down from the Wind Rakshasa.

"You female doll, are you impatient?" Seeing the huge palm print that he was galloping away, he slowed down under the agitation of the bone fan between Xu Qingyao's palms, and the figure of the Wind Rakshasa jumping up in the air slanted slightly, and went straight to Xu Qingyao and said, "Die for the old man." ”

"Old thing, you're looking for death. Xu Sheng, who came back to his senses, suddenly slapped his palm and said coldly: "If you hurt her, I will take your dog's life." ”

Seeing that his palm wind fell on the back shoulder of the Wind Rakshasa, and the shower needle of the old man of the Ding clan also flew towards him like a torrent in summer, Xu Sheng hurriedly picked up the flat ruler in his hand, and flew over with ten thousand fires.

Listening to the bursting sound, which sounded in his ears, the man in white who lowered his head and pondered at the Bird Hunting Gate stroked the black eagle on his shoulder lightly, moved his steps to Lu Xiaoqi, who was standing on the side, and asked loudly, "Have you ever been to the Underworld Mountain?"

"Chongming Mountain?" Lu Xiaoqi turned his head, looked at the white-clothed figure in front of him in a daze, and said, "You shouldn't be worried about that stupid tiger, right?"

"Have you ever been to Chongming Mountain?" The man in white stared at Lu Xiaoqi and said coldly: "Answer me quickly, did you pass through Chongming Mountain?"

"What can you do after you pass by?" Looking away from the man in white, Lu Xiaoqi pointed to Xu Sheng, who was being pressed by the old man of the Ding clan step by step, and said without hesitation: "My senior brother has always been happy to help others, and he has already killed the stupid tiger that blocked the way with his own hands. ”

"Good, good. Hearing Lu Xiaoqi's unabashed answer, the man in white retreated again and again, and said in pain: "My second brother who has a hard life, my brother will avenge you." ”

Before the man in white spoke, Lu Xiaoqi, who was out of the way, only felt that the air around him was much thicker, and he didn't have time to wave the starlight knife in his hand, and slashed at the void in front of him that pressed him impenetrably.

"There is a wrong, and there is a debtor. A green light flashed, and the coercion of the man in white, Xuanjun Yipin, was shattered under the cyan long knife, Lu Xiaoqi looked at the figure standing not far from him, and sneered: "If you are really capable, go to my Senior Brother Xu Sheng." ”

"After killing you, I will send Xu Sheng to you for burial. The man in white glanced at Xu Sheng in mid-air, stared at the starry knife in Lu Xiaoqi's hand, slowly raised his steps forward, and said with scarlet eyes: "Xuanjun is all ants, and the gap between the realms is not something that a ground-level long knife can make up." ”

As soon as the man in white finished speaking, the piccolo in his hand let out a piercing sound, and he saw the black eagle hovering in the air, flapping his wings a foot wide, and rushed towards Lu Xiaoqi.

At this time, Xu Sheng, who had been fighting with the old man of the Ding clan in the air for a long time, gradually fell to the bottom under a fierce attack, and with the palm of the old man of the Ding clan, he finally fell to the ground overwhelmed.

"Hmph, stubborn. Looking at the figure lying in the deep pit, the old man of the Ding clan floated in the void, as if stepping on the steps, and walked towards Xu Sheng's sky step by step, and said with awe-inspiring murderous intent: "The fourth of the nine Xuanbu turns Jun pressure." ”

"It's so fast. ”

Seeing that the old man of the Ding clan had taken four turns, Xu Sheng, who had fallen to the ground, hurriedly supported the ground with both hands, and rolled to the side along the slight slope of the top of the mountain.

Although it was dangerous to avoid the force of the pressure, the whirring sound in the ears simply pressed the deep pit on the ground down to a depth of a foot.

"I'm really underestimating you. Seeing that his four turns of pressure were in vain, the old man of the Ding clan waved his hand to Ding Yong beside him, and said to Xu Sheng, who spurted out a mouthful of blood: "I don't know if your confidante has been so lucky as you." ”

"Old ghost Ding, you kind of come at me, what kind of ability is it to bully a girl. ”

"Are you begging me for mercy? Listening to Xu Sheng's voice, the murderous old man of the Ding clan smiled and said, "In the ancient tomb, you poisoned the young master, and now the old man will let you watch how she is fragrant and jade." ”