The objects in front of him kept changing, and by the time Su Moyu reflected, he had already come to a completely unfamiliar place. (Fastest update), the latest chapter access: .

Looking up, there are blue skies and white clouds, and there is also a round of sun that is not so dazzling.

Beneath this sky dome is an endless sea of verdant grass.

"This is a formation? This is too 'forceful', right?" Su Moyu couldn't help but exclaim.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and the half-human-high grass was bent, and a dazzling light suddenly attracted Su Moyu's attention.

That's the sunlight that is reflected by metal.

Su Moyu's eyes narrowed slightly, knowing that there should be someone ambushed there.

So he tightened his grip on his sword and cautiously approached it.

Ten zhang, eight zhang, five zhang!

In the blink of an eye, the distance between the two people was already within three feet, but the other party still showed no signs of appearing.

"Come out, it's no fun to hide like this. Su Moyu said softly.

But there was silence in his answer.

"If you don't come out again, I'm going to strike first!" Su Moyu's brows began to furrow.

But the other party still did not respond.

This time, Su Moyu finally became a little angry.

The Styx sword swept away, and the grass clippings around it flew around, revealing the man who was lurking in it.

It was a dead man, a dead man who had died a terrible death.

From the face to the body to the limbs, there is no place that is intact.

This wound is very familiar!

At this moment, Su Moyu was alarmed, jumped and jumped away from the place.

And where he had just stood, a whole piece of land was weighed down by a tremendous pressure of more than three feet.

At the same time, in mid-air, a person slowly fell.

It was the "dry corpse" in the Heavenly Demon Dao.

When Su Moyu saw that it was him, he couldn't help but gasp, and without saying a word, he directly launched the Spirit Sword Technique.

The "dry corpse" raised his right hand, and the bandage on his hand dispersed in an instant, revealing a black finger and pointing in the direction of Su Moyu.

In an instant, a faint buzzing sound sounded, and countless invisible qi needles pressed towards Su Moyu.

The ghost king stepped up, and in an instant, there were more shadows of Su Moyu in all directions.

But the "dry corpse" didn't seem to be affected by it, and pointed one finger after another towards Su Moyu's true body.

The Styx Sword, which had entered the ninth order of the spirit product, was blocked left and right, and Su Moyu easily dissolved the opponent's attack.

After nodding seven fingers at Su Moyu, the "dry corpse" withdrew his hand, looked at Su Moyu coldly and said, "You are the junior of Xiaoyu? ”

Su Moyu landed on the ground and took a few steps back before he stood still.

"Anyway...... There doesn't seem to be any deep hatred between the two of us, right?" Su Moyu still didn't dare to relax a little when he spoke.

Hearing Su Moyu's question, the "dry corpse" slowly lowered his hand and said, "Boy, let me ask you, where is the sickle ghost?"

Hearing the name of the sickle ghost, Su Moyu was shocked, but his face still pretended to be calm: "What the hell? （）”

After a period of silence, the "dry corpse" 'Yin' said coldly: "You are lying, look at your eyes flashing, you know that you must have seen the sickle ghost, tell me, what is wrong with him now? Is it dead or alive?"

Su Moyu became more and more frightened, and he couldn't imagine that this guy in front of him was not only cultivating to be 'refined', but also thinking so carefully.

"It's dead!" Su Moyu gritted his teeth and said.

And so it was. The dry corpse nodded lightly, and said: "When you meet a great master of the Guiyuan Realm, the sickle ghost is naturally not an opponent, and it is reasonable to die." ”

Seeing that the other party was about to kill the sickle ghost and misunderstood Uncle Yan, Su Moyu did not explain.

At this time, the "dry corpse" looked up at Su Moyu again and said: "It is said that you are the junior of Xiaoyu, and I should have spared your life, but this time I was entrusted by someone to ask for the 'sex' life of a few of you, so I can't keep my hand." Let's hurry up, after killing you, I have to kill your companions somewhere else." ”

After saying this, the "dry corpse" leaned forward, and this time stretched out two fingers and poked at Su Moyu.

Hearing what he said just now, Su Moyu's heart was slightly cold.

Originally, according to the original plan, the main force to deal with the five people of the Heavenly Demon Dao should be Uncle Yan.

But now, because of An Ruxuan, he separated his group of seven people, completely disrupting their original deployment.

Su Moyu didn't know what the situation of the other people was now, but it wouldn't be too good to think about it.

"I have to hold him back, at least to buy some time and opportunities for the others!" Su Moyu thought like this, the ghost king stepped up again, his figure loomed, and he bumped into the "dry corpse".

"Brave enough!" "Dry corpse" never expected Su Moyu not to run, and praised it, but his hand was not slow at all.

More than a thousand qi needles turned abruptly in the air, unaffected by the ghost king's steps, and rushed straight to Su Moyu's true body.

"Seal!" Seeing this scene, Su Moyu had to stop, and the Styx danced in front of him, so as to block the attack of the qi needle.

"Not bad, how about I work harder?" said the "dry corpse", and the bandage on his right hand fell off completely, revealing a black, pinhole-ridden hand.

As soon as he looked at the hand of the "dry corpse", Su Moyu immediately felt a chill.

That hand, no matter how you look at it, doesn't look like a human arm.

But at this moment, a more intensive sound came, and from the hands of the "dry corpse", a larger number of qi needles were 'shot'.

Su Moyu gritted his teeth and waved the River Styx to retreat again and again, and at the same time 'stirred' out his unskilled body protection qi, but he still hung up in this rain of qi needles.

"No, I can't beat him!" After two 'exchanges', Su Moyu has deeply realized that he is not this guy's opponent.

Of course, there is a gap in realm and experience.

But the more important reason is that the "dry corpse" exercise is just to restrain Su Moyu's exercise.

His huge number of qi needles had too large an attack area, and between one attack and one defense, his ghost king step was useless.

Moreover, this qi needle cannot be regarded as a real weapon, and the sword cultivation technique of the spirit sword technique has nothing to do with it.

If you continue to fight, sooner or later you will die at the hands of the opponent.

"How about I do it again?" "Dry corpse" smirked twice, and the bandage on his right hand fell off further, revealing a small part of his equally ugly and strange forearm.

"Can't fight!" Su Moyu secretly hated, and as soon as the Styx River was raised, he flew away directly with his sword.

"Want to escape?" "Dry corpse" sneered, his body seemed to be weak, and then he jumped up suddenly, and chased after him with an extremely strange posture and sky control technique.

Two people, like two meteors, chasing each other in this sea of grass.

Su Moyu's realm is not as good as a "dry corpse", even if he uses the power of the Spirit Sword Technique to forcibly enter the 'cave' now, there is still a gap between them.

So between this chase and escape, the distance between the two people is getting closer and closer, and maybe as long as it takes a while, they will be completely caught up.

At this time, not far in front of the two of them, the originally turquoise sea of grass suddenly withered, and then pitch black.

At the same time, a cloud of black qi shaped like a black dragon slowly rose from the ground.

On the opposite side of the "Black Dragon", there was a much smaller white 'colored' dragon-shaped sword qi.

The two dragons, black and white, met in the air, and the winner was determined in an instant.

The white dragon was devoured, and the black dragon was unstoppable.

In front of the black dragon, a slightly thin figure flashed to the side, narrowly avoiding the black dragon's attack.

"Ya'er?" Su Moyu recognized the figure and was overjoyed for a while.

And Ya'er, who was dodging in the air, also saw Su Moyu, so he immediately flew over.

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