Lin Huang turned his head, only to see Jun Chengcheng suddenly speak, his eyes between his eyebrows were as awe-inspiring as ice.

"Little girl, do you know the Night's Watchman?"

Yang Xuan looked at the red-clothed girl in front of him curiously.

"The remnants of the Demon Sect, everyone will be punished!"

Jun Chengcheng said expressionlessly, and the long sword in his hand bloomed with brilliant light.

"The remnants of the Demon Cult?"

In the main hall, Yang Xuangan's face froze, but he didn't get angry, but smiled softly, and continued: "It seems that you are not from the Eastern Spirit Realm, but you actually know that this king is a remnant of the Demon Sect!"

"But ......"

Yang Xuan gathered his sleeve robe, stared at Jun Chengcheng like a breeze, and said with a smile:

"Since I, the night watchman, have borne the sins of the whole world, and have been reviled by the people of the world, there are not many little girls, and you are not one...... The remnants of the Demon Sect are the remnants of the Demon Sect, so what can they do?"

"But do you have a way to suppress this lake of blood crows? If so, what if this king's remnant soul is annihilated under your sword? But I don't know that the little girl alone can support the righteousness of the world?"

"If you don't have a way, don't make a move! The old man is a person who is going to die, so why not die! You take a good look at it, what is the remnant of the Demon Sect, what is the night watchman!"

In the main hall, Jun Chengcheng frowned for the first time, and the old and peaceful words in her ears couldn't help but make her hesitate.

I saw Yang Xuan feel a soothing roar, and the illusory body bloomed with endless light, stabbing everyone present unable to open their eyes, only feeling that there was a power that did not belong to the world, pouring out from Yang Xuan's soul.

"This life is long, 800 years. Sprinkle my blood and soak the loess, and make the corpses into smoke and dust. Today, with the soul flying away, laughing at the ghostly little ghosts in the world, I respect the Sun and Moon Banner!"

"Three hundred years after the night watchman Yang Xuangan, in the name of me never being able to transcend life, I will forever suppress the evil demons!"

In the main hall, Yang Xuan's hoarse and old voice echoed in the main hall, like the mighty river and sea, like the roar of mountains and stones, like thunder roaring, hoarse with eternal desolation, and old with a thousand years of righteousness!

I saw that on the blood lake, a wisp of Yang Xuangan's remnant soul began to burn violently, turning into drop by drop soul flowers and falling into the blood lake......

Squeak!

In the blood lake, the frightened screams of tens of thousands of blood crows suddenly sounded.

Gradually, there are more and more soul flowers.

Drop by drop.

Falling into the lake of blood.

In the main hall, the miserable crows came and went, and between the surging blood lakes, a manic yin and evil aura was set off, but it was always difficult to break through the killing of Yang Xuangan's soul karma.

Suddenly, Yang Xuangan turned his head to look at Lin Huang, and after deeply forgetting the latter, he smiled and said:

"You can see through the power of the plaque, bring the plaque into this place, and awaken the soul of the old man. It shows that you have a relationship with the old man, and I hope that the cross Yama will not decline in your hands!"

As Yang Xuangan's words fell, a point of light flew towards Lin Huang and submerged into the latter's eyebrows......

Lin Huang looked stunned, only to feel that a complex imprint suddenly poured into his mind, mysterious and terrifying, revealing Xiao Xiao's killing intent. At the first glance of Lin Huang, he felt the manifestation of thousands of swords in front of him, as if cutting off the power of mountains and rivers.

Lin Huang's blood suddenly surged, and blood burst out of his mouth.

"Hahaha...... You don't even have the Tianyuan realm, now if you want to comprehend the cross Yama, you still have some fire, cultivate hard, the day you break through the Tianyuan realm, it will be the time when you rise! It's a pity that this king can't see it, it's a pity!"

Yang Xuan laughed heartily.

Lin Huang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and bowed respectfully to Yang Xuangan, "Thank you for preaching!"

"Contrived, hypocritical...... But the king likes it!"

Yang Xuan snorted coldly, and his soul burned more and more intensely.

"You dare!"

At this moment, Jiang Licheng's roar suddenly sounded in the main hall. The latter looked at the blood crows that were gradually annihilating in the blood lake, and his eyes showed a strong murderous aura.

Then, a long knife went towards Yang Xuangan......

"I am the soul of nothingness, with your little martial artist, how can you destroy me!"

Yang Xuangan laughed, letting the knife penetrate his soul, and the smile on his face became more and more intense.

"Do you really think that Ben Hou has no way to deal with the soul?"

Jiang Licheng's sword eyebrows were upside down, his palm poked into the air, and the crow, which had been bloody, was slowly crawling out of his palm, letting out a terrible roar.

The blood crow stared at Yang Xuangan's remnant soul, looking extremely excited.

Yang Xuangan's face was slightly solemn, and the blood crow made him feel a dangerous aura. In addition, the previous suppression of the bloody clothes marquis, and the soul burned most of the ......

"Perhaps, today, Benhou will subdue the remnant soul of a martial king!"

Jiang Licheng smiled, his eyes gloomy.

"Jiang Licheng!"

At this moment, Shen Qingshan in the main hall suddenly spoke, only to see him walk out, look at Jiang Licheng and smile, and said:

"Lord Xuanyuan, let me bring you a message!"

"What?"

Jiang left the city and turned his head.

I saw Shen Qingshan raise his eyebrows, holding a piece of letter paper between his fingertips, and with a wave of his palm, the letter paper was heading towards Jiang Licheng......

Jiang Licheng had never received the paper, but the letter paper was burning violently in the void.

In the main hall, a voice like the roar of an overlord sounded:

"Get out!"

With a roaring sound, an illusory golden gun was conjured from the burning letterhead, like the backbone of the mountains and rivers, exuding a monstrous killing power.

The guns were all fired, completely obscuring the light in the main hall, and the terrifying aura made everyone present unable to breathe.

Everyone widened their eyes, only to see the illusory golden spear trembling, like the sunset of the long river, carrying the mountains and rivers to collapse, quickly penetrating the void, towards Jiang Licheng.

Jiang Licheng looked horrified and fled in an instant......

Rumble!

With a bang, Rao is Jiang left the city and quickly escaped, still pierced through the chest by the golden gun, and the terrifying power of the golden gun burst out, instantly hurting the latter's internal organs.

Jiang Licheng vomited blood and raised his head, looking at the illusory golden gun on his chest with a pale face, with an incredible look in his eyes.

Is the power of Xuanyuan's troops so terrifying?

In the main hall, the heroes also shook. The gun intent hidden in the letter paper naturally came from Xuanyuan Tibing.

Everyone knew that Xuanyuan was strong and unparalleled, but they didn't expect it to be so strong. With just a piece of paper, he was able to kill Jiang Licheng without any power to fight back.

If it weren't for Jiang Licheng's vigilance, I am afraid that he would have already turned into a ghost under the gun.

Xuanyuan raised troops, and really lived up to the name of Dongling mythology!

In the main hall, Yang Xuan felt a little relieved, and then his face was full of relief, and he let out a laughing sound, and his soul burned eight or nine times out of ten.

And as the embers of the paper dissipated, the thunderous voice of Xuanyuan raised troops once again sounded in the hall, "Xuanyuan raised troops from the thirty-second generation of the Xuanyuan family, and sent Yang Lao to him." The matter of Dongling, we have our own troops to suppress and kill! Yang Lao, don't worry!"

"Hahahaha......"

In the main hall, Yang Xuangan laughed, laughing freely and vigorously.

His soul, too, in his laughter, gradually died.

The blood crow in the lake is also under the terrifying soul karmic fire, quickly disappearing, turning into a little ash, disappearing between heaven and earth.

In the ancient tomb, there are no more blood crows!

No more Yang Xuan!

Lin Huang looked at the empty front, his heart was full of mixed tastes, and there was an indescribable sense of blockage. He never thought that a generation of martial kings would kill the blood crows of the lake in such a way.

The price of burning the soul is never being reborn!

Shen Qingshan's face was also solemn, facing such an ending now, he was also a little heartbroken, and Yang Xuan's feeling finally dissipated between heaven and earth.

And the Xuanzi army under him also lost two-thirds, although he killed all the people of the Blood Spirit Hall and seriously injured Jiang Licheng. But in his eyes, all this sacrifice was too great.

Bang!

At this moment, the first floor of the giant hall began to shake violently. Numerous cracks appeared throughout the hall, stretching out like cobwebs.

At the bottom of the main hall, bright red magma also gushed out, exuding an incomparably hot aura.

"The hall is collapsing!"

Someone shouted in alarm.

Everyone's complexion changed drastically, looking at the violently shaking hall and the continuous gushing magma, they were all a little overwhelmed. It was only at this moment that they realized that there was no exit from the first floor of this huge hall.

Lin Huang's eyes flickered, and then he sat cross-legged, his soul heading towards the point of light in the sea of knowledge......

Bang!

Bang!

The sound of the main hall shaking became more and more violent, and it had begun to partially collapse.

At this moment, the Mo brothers, who were immersed in their understanding, had just woken up, looking at the ruined hall and everyone, and were stunned for a while.

The rest of the people in the Drifting Snow Palace also appeared in the main hall. It's just that Yun Feifei and the others turned extremely pale, thinking that they had been reincarnated by the Bloody Clothes Hou before, which caused great damage.

"Xuanzi Army, stand gun!"

Shen Qingshan said in a low voice.

The rest of the Xuanzi army all stood upright with spears, holding up a void.

Lu Han walked towards Lin Huang, his dark face was slightly wrinkled, and he stood quietly beside Lin Huang with a golden gun in his hand. Although he didn't understand why Lin Huang had entered the cultivation state at this moment, he still chose to be next to Lin Huang.

In the main hall, everyone was looking for an exit in a daze......

In the corner, Jun Chengcheng stared at the forest barren not far away, frowning again. She had just seen Yang Xuangan eject a ball of light into Lin Huang's eyebrows.

After thinking about it for a while, Jun Qicheng took his sword and walked towards the forest wilderness.

"What do you want to do?"

The Mo brothers blocked the way of Jun Chengcheng and asked with a frown.

Jun Chengcheng raised his eyes and stared at the two of them coldly, and the slender ten commanders moved lightly to knock the two of them away.

Nan Yunlie frowned, flew and landed in front of Jun Chengcheng, and said, "I don't know where the little girl comes from, and what grievances do you have with my Drifting Snow Palace?"

"He's a demon!"

Jun Qingcheng looked at Nan Yunlie, as if because the latter was an old man, he opened his mouth to explain that the landing point of the slender jade finger was the forest wilderness that was in cultivation.

As you can see, in the Dongling Restaurant, Lin Huang's god-killing slash is the famous skill of the demon Qin Changsheng.

On the second floor of King Wu's tomb, the latter absorbed the monstrous evil qi.

Here, it was inherited by Yang Xuangan, the night watchman of the remnants of the Demon Sect.

Then Lin Huang is naturally a demon.

Even if it is not now, it will be in the future!

Nan Yunlie frowned, but he brushed his sleeve robe, and said, "He is a disciple of my Drifting Snow Palace, but he is not a demon! If the girl wants to kill, she must first defeat the old man."

Behind Nanyun Lie, Lu Han walked forward with a gun, pointing at Jun Allure from afar!

"The mantis arm is a car!"

Jun Qingcheng's gaze swept over the two of them, and he said extremely coldly. Then, there were no superfluous words, and with a wave of his hand, the void froze instantly.

Then, Nan Yunlie and Lu Han flew out sideways and fell heavily to the ground.

Nan Yunlie was shocked, he didn't expect the girl in red in front of him to have such terrifying strength.

In the corner of the main hall, Yun Feifei looked at the scene not far away, and her pale little face showed a strange flush. She knew that as long as the girl in red stabbed down with a sword, Lin Huang's life would no longer have room to turn.

However, when Yun Feifei's eyes fell on Jun Qicheng, there was deep jealousy in her eyes!

Jun Chengcheng stopped and looked at the forest wilderness that was sitting and cultivating. The latter was dressed in a dark robe, with green silk flying, and his angular face revealed a touch of perseverance that did not match his age.

The sword eyebrows flew obliquely into the sideburns, not the kind of peerless beautiful man, but he had the perseverance of a man.

"I'm sorry, you're a demon!"

Jun Chengcheng stared at Lin Huang, and said with a complicated expression, his voice was like a mountain stream spring, cold and moving.

Then, Jun Chengcheng raised his sword and stabbed it towards Lin Huang's chest.

At this moment, Lin Huang suddenly opened his eyes, with a warm smile on his face, and said warmly:

"Allure ......"

(End of chapter)