"Wei Qinghong?",

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Zombie Face turned his head and saw two young men, one wearing a Taoist robe and the other wearing Gasha, the young man wearing a Taoist robe had a slightly gloomy face and a flickering gaze, as if he was planning something.

The one wearing Gaza was a monk with a hair practice, with a smile on his face, and he looked very kind, but for some reason it gave people a mysterious and unpredictable feeling.

It's two of those three boys.

Seeing their zombie faces, his eyes were strange, and it was strange that Zheng Wenqu hadn't killed them.

I just don't know if I don't want to kill, or can't I kill it?

If it's the latter.....

Silently, the blood-clothed woman, the young man holding the flag and the zombie face have become horns to block the way of the lark and Wuchen.

The hands in the lark's sleeves were pinched, the dark luck aura, and the demonic qi around Wuchen was also circulating, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

At this time, the surroundings had become silent, although Luo Feng had a strong foundation, he still couldn't resist the invasion of the ink line, the black silk line completely wrapped him, and the rich breath of life was absorbed by the ink line, and then passed into the body of the black figure little by little.

About fifty souls in the two circles, one black and one white, were all absorbed, and the milky white breath continued to flow into the black shadow along the invisible silk thread.

The tall black shadow was just a phantom at first, but with the continuous inflow of life breath, he gradually became condensed, the hazy aura on his body disappeared little by little, and the white robe fluttered away.

Du Ban leaned over the ground, not daring to raise his head.

All the people of the Holy Fire Sect were in awe of Sect Leader Wei Qinghong to the core, and even though he had been dead for more than twenty years, this awe had not changed in the slightest.

Skylark and Wuchen also had a faster heartbeat, both of them had a heart-stopping temperament, but they couldn't calm down at this time.

The leader of the Holy Fire Sect, Wei Qinghong, is about to be resurrected, and Du Ban personally proves his identity.

Apricot blossoms, rice fragrance, and the monks of the three places of Zen Yin slept all night in order to relieve the curse of the fairy gate, worked hard day and night, and did not hesitate to break their muscles and bones in order to cultivate the heirs, and everyone shrunk their clothes and dieted for their growth.

Since Wei Qinghong's death, the clue of the Xianmen's curse was suddenly interrupted, Ren Feixian felt guilty and blamed himself, returned to his hometown without shame, and finally died in Wanshou Mountain, Shen Shenhe and Ye Baima were almost white-headed overnight, and the people who knew about the Xianmen's curse fell into deep despair.

For so many years, the two of them have felt the threat of death and the despair every minute and every second.

And now about the curse of the Immortal Gate, they finally saw some hope again, and looking at the figure that gradually became solid, they even became short of breath.

Turning his head to look at the zombie-faced three, he sneered and encouraged the sleeves of his robe, and the divine light in the yin and yang hexagram mirror flowed.

If anyone dares to stop it today, even if it is a person in the Demon Dao, they will come and kill one by one, and two will kill a pair.

Feeling the sudden sense of determination on the two of them, the zombie grinned.

The black shadow in the dense green air has become the substance, the breath of life of more than forty people has been measured into his body, his body is like a dead wood in spring, withered flowers reappear, first the breath of life flows out, and then the slightest aura swells from the body, the power in his body is getting stronger and stronger, about a stick of incense after the trend of overwhelming the mountains and seas, a spiritual wave roaring in all directions, and there are bursts of fluttering sounds in the forest below.

The lark flew upside down with long hair, and faintly saw Wei Qinghong slowly open his eyes, he stepped forward and said loudly: "Senior, junior Daoxiang Village lark, senior just woke up from a deep sleep, junior should not be disturbed, but the matter of the Xianmen curse is related to thousands of lives in my village, and the stakes are very high, so I have to implore the seniors to guide the way to lift the curse."

"If I inherit the kindness of my predecessors, from now on my lark will go to the soup for my predecessors",

He has been withdrawn and evil since he was a child, and he has neither been soft nor interceding with others, and it is very rare for him to be able to say such words with his temperament.

Wuchen also looked at Wei Qinghong, and their fingers trembled slightly.

When the lark said the words "Immortal Gate Curse", the woman in blood and the young man of the Six Dao Demon Sect glanced at each other, and both had playful smiles on their faces.

And Wei Qinghong, who was floating in the air, didn't say anything, just sat cross-legged in the air, and let the powerful aura continue to release from his body, and the aura became condensed and powerful step by step, until it was overwhelming, sweeping in all directions like the angry tide of the river and the sea.

Dark clouds gathered in the sky, the wind rose suddenly, and the ink clouds rolled and tumbled in the air.

"Huh?",

The hearts of the lark and Wuchen moved, this is the scene of a great change in the heavens, and the thunder is about to come out? Could it be that Wei Qinghong's cultivation has also broken through the seventh realm of mortals and has already transformed into an immortal?

"Not right",

Suddenly, my heart was shocked, and I felt an extremely powerful force in the cave in front of me suddenly leaking out, and the rich demonic qi rushed to the sky, forming a storm with a "whirl" sound, and something seemed to be flying up in the cave, and the terrible whistling sound came into my ears.

This celestial phenomenon is a change caused by the thing in the cave.

"Click",

"Kerala",

"Peng",

Three sounds sounded one after another, and a few people only felt a shaking of the ground, and then a terrible breath suddenly boiled up, and there was a roaring sound on the vast wasteland, and the mud and sand suddenly flew up, forming a large mud wave in the air, and the gravel was one after another, and a halberd suddenly flew out of the ground, bringing up the rolling dust and smoke with a majestic and incomparable momentum and roaring towards Wei Qinghong.

"Seniors be careful .....",

"Sneer",

Before the lark finished speaking, the black halberd pierced Wei Qinghong's back, passing through the front heart, his pupils suddenly shrank, and the outstretched palm hung down weakly, and he heard an explosion in his ears, Wei Qinghong's body was shattered in front of his eyes, and blood fell like a spring.

All hope appears in a split second and disappears in an instant.

At this moment, the skylark's mind went blank.

It wasn't until he heard an earth-shattering roar from the cave that he suddenly woke up, trembling all over his body and looking at the huge cave.

A tall demon shadow flew out of the cave with a strong demonic energy, and his body moved and fell and stepped on the wasteland, "boom", the moment he landed on both feet, two gaps appeared on the ground, and he stepped forward and the two gaps spread out and became two cracks, and the entire wasteland seemed to be separated by his kick.

The black halberd flew into his hand with a "whew", and he rolled up with a casual flick of the ground, and countless cracks cracked in all directions, and the demonic qi became extremely tyrannical.

And only then did everyone see that he was wearing black armor, his physique was extremely majestic, and his body was surrounded by demonic energy, looking like a demon god from a distance.

It's just that there is no head above his blood-colored neck, but it is empty.

"Headless Demon Corpse",

...... (To be continued.) )