Crooked was choked by a pair of invisible hands, and his feet were lifted off the ground. At the same time, Zhang ran to the side of the altar with Linghua on his shoulders and suddenly threw Linghua on it. His eyes widened, waiting for a miracle to happen. But time seemed to stand still, and there was nothing.

Li ran over, also puzzled: "What's going on? Could it be that the legend is really a lie?"

Before the words fell, the mountains shook suddenly. The invisible snow demon that choked the crooked hurriedly let go and retreated into the crooked body. The crooked person fell into the snow, panting for breath. The bearded man was late, spread his legs to stabilize his figure, and his gaze swept crookedly towards the altar not far away. I saw that the altar began to rotate, and strips of black gas emerged from the ground, spreading and coiling around Linghua.

A terrible voice came from the ground: "What fresh flesh and blood, what a pure heart." The voice paused, then rose again, and suddenly became excited, "But, I feel something more delicious, where? where?"

Countless tentacle-like black qi suddenly loosened the Linghua and spread out in all directions. Before he could stand up, his ankle was entangled.

The voice burst out laughing: "Found it, found it, hahahaha." The black qi wrapped around the crooked, and with a sharp tug, the crooked dragged the crooked towards the altar.

said that it was too late, and then quickly, the bearded tiger pounced, grabbed the crooked hand, and dragged it tightly, not daring to relax. But the intervention of the bearded man only delayed the black qi for a moment, and it didn't stop the crooked from being dragged away, but instead put himself in. He didn't want to let go, so he was dragged to the altar with Crooked.

Li and Zhang looked at the swaying black qi, hesitated for a long time, and said in a trembling voice: "Are you the god of the snowy mountain? ”

From that black gas, a man with a domineering evil aura came out. The man's face was ugly and covered with scars, which spread to the top of half of his head, and the top of the other half, fluttering silver hair. This appearance is extremely weird. Li and Zhang lowered their heads inexplicably and stepped back.

"Immortality? Stupid human beings, for the so-called immortality, how many lives have died here, and it has become blood food in my mouth. The man proudly stretched out his hand, and the crooked hand landed in his palm in an instant.

He looked at his hideous and distorted face crookedly, and said, "Who are you? ghost or demon?"

The man's cold hand swept over his crooked face: "Yes, who am I? Why don't I remember." The man's eyes lowered in pain, "Who am I?"

Crooked kicked at him violently, but the moment the kick passed, it directly penetrated his body.

The man raised his head suddenly, and shouted, "Women, they all deserve to die." His hand slowly swept down to his crooked heart, "Eat! Eat! Eat!"

With an eerie chattering sound, the hand reached into her crooked body and grabbed her beating heart.

"Eat! Eat! Eat!"

"No, she's mine. A voice shouted, and a force wrapped around the hand.

Crooked felt his heart stop beating in an instant, and the piercing pain exploded.

The hand was pulled out suddenly, something invisible was held in the palm of his hand, and a voice struggled: "Let go of me!"

"The little demon who doesn't know the height of the sky and the height of the earth dares to rob me, and it will be wiped out. The man clenched his fists and let out a terrible scream, followed by a drop of water coming out of his palm and dripping to the ground.

Li and Zhang saw that the situation was not good, so they turned around and ran. The bearded man was anxious when he saw that he was in trouble, but he was afraid in his heart, so he didn't dare to approach, hesitated for a long time, pulled out the saber at his waist, and threw it suddenly. The knife went through the man's body and fell into the snow.

"Don't do it yourself!" the man waved his hand, and the bearded body rose into the air, flew away, and landed heavily on the ground. Clearing the barrier, the demon's hand reached out to Crooked again.

With a whoosh, a burst of white light shot out, cutting off the crooked hand that was probing. In an instant, crooked fell into a familiar embrace. She looked back at the person who came, and her mind was a little complicated: "What are you doing here! ”

Han Bai deliberately hugged the crooked, and said in a cynical tone: "Why are you so fierce to me, if I really leave, won't you be disappointed?"

Crooked broke away from him and said, "I have something to lose, I wish you could leave quickly." ”

The bearded man's eyes widened in surprise and looked at Han Bai: "How did the little fairy grow up?" ”

The man's eyes flashed suddenly, and his roaring voice suddenly rose: "I seem to have seen you, where are you?" ”

The severed hand was quickly restored, and Han Bai looked at him intently, realizing that it was nothing more than an illusion, not an entity.

"Have you seen me?" Han Baizai carefully measured him from head to foot, "but I have never seen such an ugly demon as you. As he spoke, a wave of light struck him. The light waves went straight through his body, and he laughed maniacally and said, "Don't waste your efforts, what you see is not my real body. ”

"Sure enough. Hanbai groaned.

The bearded man said to Han Bai: "Immortal, please save my daughter." ”

Han Bai glanced at the bearded man, then looked at the altar shrouded in black qi, his heart moved, and said, "Could it be that your true body is in this altar?"

The man laughed, "So what?"

"You'd better obediently know where you're from and where you're going, or don't blame me for being unkind to you. ”

"Han Bai, by the way, you are the son of the Dragon Monarch of the East China Sea. By the way, I met you once when I was passing through the East China Sea. The voice murmured, "You abominable gods, abominable gods. The man hated God inexplicably, but he couldn't remember why he hated it so much.

"If you dare to speak disrespectfully to God, I think you are tired of life. Han Bai let go crookedly, and the light and shadow flashed, rolling towards the man. I saw two shadows, one black and one white, intertwined, and it was difficult to separate.

Taking advantage of this moment, he glanced at the bearded man, and the bearded man understood, hurriedly tiptoed and moved over, picked up Linghua and ran.

"Don't want to take my blood and food!" the black qi wrapped around the beard, which struggled in pain. Under the severe pain, Linghua also woke up and screamed in pain.

Crooked ran over, picked up the saber that the bearded man had just thrown on the ground, and suddenly cut off the black qi. When the blade slashed, the black qi was only broken for a moment, and then quickly swept in, entangled the crooked hand holding the knife. As soon as he tightened up, he gasped crookedly and let go of his hand.

Han Bai and the man were entangled in one place, but no matter how he cast the spell, he couldn't hurt the man in the slightest. He paused, gasping for breath as his gaze fell on the altar. The altar is inscribed with dense inscriptions that seem to be spells for sealing. Who sealed him, and why?

Han Bai was puzzled, so he flashed to the crooked side, the light and shadow in his hand flashed twice, and he waved away the black qi wrapped around the crooked and bearded. Offering a band of light, binding them in one place, and rising into the air. Han Bai didn't want to fight and wanted to leave, but the man didn't plan to let Han Bai go, so the black air rose, wrapped around Han Bai's ankle, and dragged him to the ground violently.

Han Bai said: "This strange way is not shallow. ”

Crooked surprised: "You won't be able to beat him, will you?" ”

Han Bai raised his eyebrows: "It's not that I can't beat him, I can't beat him." ”

Crooked looked at the black qi and said, "He has a lot of resentment. ”

Han Bai pointed to the altar and said: "He has been sealed here, and he has been harming so many people for a long time, so he naturally has a lot of resentment. Otherwise, he wouldn't be so strong, and I see that there are already cracks on the altar, and I guess the seal is almost impossible to seal him. ”

As he spoke, the black qi had already wrapped up Han Bai. The wound in his heart was in severe pain again, and Han Bai kept pretending to be indifferent in order not to worry about Crooked, but he couldn't support it anymore, and fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

The evil qi followed Han Bai's wound and invaded his body. He lay on the ground, curled up in pain.

Crookedly crawled towards Han Bai, patted his face, and asked, "Are you okay?" ”

Han Bai held up a smile: "It's okay, I won't die for a while." ”

Crooked bare hands waved wildly, trying to shake the black qi away, but it was just in vain.

With a clattering sound, a thicker and thicker black gas enveloped in. He looked crookedly at the altar, and the cracks in the altar had cracked through the cobweb-like threads. From the cracked gap, a charred hand reached out.

"No, you can't let him out. He took two steps and picked up his saber from the ground and slashed at the hand. With a crooked slash, the hand quickly retracted. The altar clicked under the crooked slash, and the crack increased a little.

"Hahaha!" The laughter resounded all over the world, and in an instant, the sad wind was blowing, and the earth was shaking.

Crookedly, I felt that my hairs suddenly stood upside down.

With a bang, a figure shot into the sky, rubble flew everywhere, and the whole thing was bounced away. The man floated in mid-air, surrounded by evil aura, and his bloodshot eyes looked down on the crooked with disdain: "Free! I'm finally free!"

Roaring, he swooped down towards the crooked. Crooked felt a pain in her body, and the hand had penetrated her chest. Han Bai suddenly rose to his feet and pounced on the demon. The demon was knocked away by Han Bai, and his anger rose, and the gloomy clouds and mist spread out, tightly enveloping Han Bai. Han Bai tried to cast a spell again, but he couldn't. The body has been taken over by evil spirits.

"Die!"

Han Bai felt the tremendous force almost crush him, and groaned in pain.

The crooked and heavy eyelids slowly closed, and a cloud of qi flowed through the body, which was the strange feeling just now. In the endless abyss, something is rising, and the bottomless darkness is being dispelled inch by inch.

Xuanwu Palace, Qingluan Garden. The iron sword on the ground felt the call of its master, and it trembled violently, and a faint blue light flowed along the edge of the sword.