Xiao Tang suddenly felt like a madman, and his eyes were bloody, which startled Xing Ziliang. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

It's just that what he said was incomprehensible, and even Xing Ziliang himself was confused, thinking how did he become a thief?

Xiao Tang's breath suddenly mentioned again, knowing the sea, if there is a crack in the mountain, and the sea is foggy, it is boiling, like a sign of exhaustion.

Xing Ziliang frowned, and kindly reminded: "Your strength to burn the soul of the sea like this is really not good, the power of your breath has suddenly skyrocketed, but it is not something that you can support, it may cause Dao injuries and damage yourself." ”

But how could Xiao Tang listen to it, and made a strong move, and the giant palm phantom fell down, and the dust flew up.

Xing Ziliang was not slow to react, and at the same time, his breath surged, and wisps of white light swirled around the surface of his body, hanging with brilliance.

"Bang!"

Under the loud noise, the palm shadow fell and the energy exploded.

"Tom!"

Xing Ziliang stepped forward, crossed his hands, and his arms were facing upward, resisting the shadow of his palm, like holding up a five-fingered mountain!

The power of the palm shadow was undiminished, and it was as heavy as a mountain, so that he could not move, and both feet sank into the ground.

With a snort, blood spurted out of Xing Ziliang's mouth.

"Xing Ziliang, be careful!"

Lin whispered and hurriedly shouted, and at the same time, his body moved, and he walked towards Xing Ziliang.

Xiao Tang glanced at it with bloody eyes, and roared hoarsely: "Get out!"

The roar was tangible in the words, and the energy exploded, as if he had been hit in the abdomen by a stick, Lin Qingyu's body was blown upside down, smashed and stopped on the edge of the bamboo, and the breath of the whole body was scattered.

For a moment, Lin Qingyu almost lost consciousness, her expression was pale, and the corners of her mouth were full of blood.

"Lin whispers!"

Xing Ziliang turned around, originally wanting Lin to whisper to stay away, but he didn't expect to see this scene.

He suddenly became a little angry, and the energy in his body was running wildly, wandering around his limbs, impacting several large points in his body, and bringing himself back to his peak state.

The surface of the body gradually turned red, the hot blood steamed, and wisps of blood floated out of the pores.

"Dao Sheng's sword!"

The sword shadow came out horizontally, and Xing Ziliang finally used the immortal sword technique, and the sword light flowed, hanging all over his body.

"Dao Sheng's life is two!"

A black shadow appeared on the contours of the body, and the Dao sword shadow swept away, all of which slashed across the palm shadow, almost tearing the palm shadow apart.

In the end, a shadow burst out of Xing Ziliang's body, just like a shadow clone, extremely fast, and he carried a sword shadow to attack and kill!

Xing Ziliang pinched out the fist mark at the same time, let go in an instant, and his body took a blow, stepped on the ground without retreating, and threw several punches towards the palm shadow!

The punch was extremely strong, and the "bang" exploded, and Shengsheng blasted the palm shadow through the big hole.

At the same time, the shadow held a sword in front of Xiao Tang, and the blade of the sword passed by, tearing apart the protective energy, cutting through Xiao Tang's lower abdomen, and cutting an extremely deep bloody wound in his body.

Xiao Tang snorted, the breath in his body poured out, he had already lost that momentum, and the palm shadow naturally dissipated, and the Dao Dao sword light came towards him!

"Woohoo!"

The sword light was chaotic, and the sword qi flew wantonly, cutting blood marks on Xiao Tang's body.

Xing Ziliang shouted, took a step, and also raised his fist to kill, the fierce fist was so strong that the air was rattling, and Xiao Tang's arm bones were almost broken.

"Bang-!" The fist seemed to explode a bloody flower.

Xiao Tang vomited blood, and the whole person flew out upside down, smashed to the ground, as if dying.

It's just that he still refuses to admit defeat, and raises his head with a cruel smile, his face is covered with blood, and he is a little miserable.

He looked at Xing Ziliang with a crazy and fearless look in his eyes.

"Xing Ziliang, you took away too many things that shouldn't belong to you!"

"The trajectory of the story was changed......"

......

Inside the dark red palace in the Immortal Tomb.

The main hall is extremely open, and the furnishings in the hall are just like the one that Xing Ziliang has ever seen, a huge coffin standing, wrapped in red rust iron chains, as if it is burned by the fire marks.

Wang Xiangli stood in front of the coffin, looking excited, looking at the red and white flowers swaying in front of the coffin.

The flowers were originally blood-red demon, but now they have changed, and the red on the flowers seems to be fading, as if they are going to dry up the blood and turn it into pure white.

"Manju Sawa is transforming. ”

Behind Wang Xiang, Old Man Xing raised his head slightly, looking at the immortal coffin, which was covered with a layer of blood-stained cloth, which was extremely weird.

A dark shadow entered the temple and headed along the roof of the temple.

Old Man Xing seemed to suddenly notice the strangeness, raised his eyes and swept away, and the glint in his eyes skyrocketed!

"Demons!"

Wang Xiang was also shocked, and raised his eyes to look, "Is that ......?"

Old Man Xing stepped out in one step, and the aftermath of his breath roared, and he was incomparably strong.

The black shadow suddenly accelerated and rushed towards the immortal's coffin, and the blood-stained shroud was lifted and enveloped the black shadow.

The shroud flew, and the Dao aura that came from it suddenly dissipated, and there was no trace.

Old Man Xing's face changed, and he hesitated: "Autopsy Immortal?"

The black flames scorched, and the shroud flew, as if draped over a human body, and fled towards the outside of the temple.

Old Man Xing raised his hand and retracted it, sighed, and did not stop it.

"That's the trajectory of the story he wants to change......"

......

At the end of the small bamboo garden in the back mountain, Xiao Tang's laughter became more and more poignant, and it was terrifying to hear.

At this moment, Xing Ziliang suddenly felt a burst of coldness, and his body trembled.

Behind Xiao Tang, not far from the direction of Qinghua Pond, there seemed to be a terrifying aura, which made people feel cold.

Not only Xing Ziliang, but almost the entire mountain has this feeling, which is a kind of fear from the spiritual level, and has nothing to do with cultivation.

The earthquake began again, and the tremor was felt much stronger than before, as if the whole mountain was shaking and rumbling.

Xing Ziliang raised his eyebrows, his nose wrinkled, and he smelled a burst of blood.

There was silence all around, as if they had been cut off.

He turned his head to look behind him, Lin whispered and sat on the ground, his face pale, and his beautiful eyes closed, as if he had temporarily lost consciousness.

A cold feeling lingered in Xing Ziliang's heart, and a cold sweat broke out on his back.

Xiao Tangsen's cold laughter suddenly echoed, Xing Ziliang glanced back, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

Xiao Tang didn't know when he stood up, but a huge black shadow shrouded behind him!

Xing Ziliang swallowed his saliva and muttered, "What the hell is this?"

The black shadow wriggled and twisted behind Xiao Tang, and a blood-stained cloth hung down and draped over Xiao Tang's body.

"The Shroud!?"

Xing Ziliang was shocked when he saw this, remembering the bloody skinless corpse of the fifth uncle of the rabbit wrapped in this cloth, and hurriedly shouted: "Xiao Tang, that piece of blood cloth is unknown, it was shrouded before, don't let it wrap your body!"

"Hey...... Hey ......"

What answered him was Xiao Tang's strange laughter, which had almost changed his tone.

"Follow the original trajectory of the story......"

"Xing Ziliang, the original owner of this shroud should be you. ”