The loud and piercing word "death" resounded throughout the snow peak. Even the old man and the woman sitting on the peach tree at the foot of the mountain were slightly surprised, and the two stared at the water curtain in front of them, and after looking at each other, they were silent.

And when Cao Jiusi and the madman realized that the situation on the other side was not right at the same time, they could only sigh helplessly, to be honest, although they didn't know what the madman was thinking, Cao Jiusi was extremely reluctant to see this scene, since the day he entered the Palace of Eternal Life, he always wanted to put this "demon" The word is removed, only immortality is left, and it is not possible to completely change the views of others, so he has been trying his best to maintain the dignity and reputation of the Eternal Life Palace, otherwise in tens of thousands of years, the Eternal Life Palace will only be notorious in the long river of history, and Zhang Mazi's actions undoubtedly make "the Eternal Life Palace is a demon religion" deeply rooted in everyone's hearts, this is what Cao Jiusi is most worried about, people are inherently dead, he is not afraid of death, he is only afraid of being criticized and abused after death.

The reason why the Hall of Eternal Life is called the Demon Sect is only because the ideas that came out of the Hall of Eternal Life in the early years were very different from the beliefs in the hearts of all the monks in the Dragon Clan's Central Continent.

Cao Jiusi admits that he has never done anything that hurts the heavens and reason, but just because he is the protector of the Immortal Palace, he is hated by countless people, and even his former relatives and friends have long been completely estranged, but even if others don't believe him, he believes in the concept of the Immortal Palace.

Let everyone get rid of pain, get happiness, leave the vanity, return to the truth, sweep away the impurities, and regain purity, this ideal state of settling down and establishing a life can be called the word immortality, otherwise only the pursuit of the eternity of life can only be regarded as a subsistence life.

The cold wind was bleak, and only the sound of blood flowing could be heard between heaven and earth, which was a very light and cheerful sound, like a stream running through the woods, shuttling freely.

Everyone was speechless, looked at each other, and only subconsciously swallowed silently.

At this moment, when Zuo Zhong found that the blood in his whole body was surging strangely rapidly, he was uncontrollable by his body and gushing out wildly with the blood-colored silk threads, his face changed abruptly, and he was extremely panicked, I am afraid that within a moment, he would be drained of blood by the terrifying blood-colored long knife, and he died tragically on the spot! Thinking that he was about to die on the spot, Zuo Zhong's face was extremely hideous, two arms that were already thick because of years of sword practice, but because the blood in the whole body kept gathering, extremely swollen, he didn't want to die, let alone die like this, decades of diligent practice, regardless of life and death, flattery, and even more in order to please others, he did not hesitate to do a lot of wrong things that violated the Taoist heart, just like a loyal dog of the Songshan Sword Sect, before he obtained today's status, how unwilling he was, maybe in a few decades, even if it was a hundred years, he thought that he could always continue to climb up, maybe the high head of the house, not to be able to sitIf you die like this today, how can you be in peace?

Zhang Mazi sneered, his voice was very harsh, like a sharp nail cutting through an iron piece, and said coldly: "Zuo Zhong, your life is dead today." ”

The blood-colored light reflected in the white snow is also bright red, everyone is awe-inspired, the audience suddenly became silent, all the people who fought together also stopped, staring at this strange scene, some people sighed, some people were afraid, some people were worried, some people were joking, some people were indifferent...

Cao Jiusi sighed, brushed the hair in front of him, frowned, and said to himself: "This blood-drinking knife is really the number one evil thing in this hall, and if it awakens like this twice, I am afraid that this pockmark will be eaten by the knife like the predecessors, but the Lord is doing this contrary to the purpose of my Eternal Life Palace, what is his intention?"

Zuo Zhong's heart was surprisingly calm, and he smiled bitterly and muttered, "Is it?

The next moment, his mind moved slightly, and a scarlet pill in the space bag appeared in his mouth out of thin air, but looking at this pill, he hesitated for a while, and he was inexplicably a little scared, but due to excessive blood loss, he felt colder and colder, and when he lowered his head, opened his mouth, and resolutely swallowed the scarlet pill. At this time, a thin young man wearing the same clothes as Zuo Zhong shouted anxiously: "Senior Brother Zuo, by all means, by all means." ”

Upon closer inspection, the young man's face was full of tears.

But helplessly, Zuo Zhong knew that he had no second choice, and when he looked up, none of the so-called nominal allies really helped him, even Bai Ju, who was on his side at the beginning, covered his mouth and coughed a few times, but he was also indifferent at the moment.

A chill hit his heart, Zuo Zhong stared at the young man who was calling him, the young man was suddenly stunned, and he couldn't help but wonder in his heart, Senior Brother Zuo used spiritual power to transmit sounds? Thinking of this, the young man was startled, "Could it be?"

Zuo Zhong said: "Meng Ya, when everyone here is dead, dead, take Xia Fan and that girl to leave the Songshan Sword Sect, the farther away the better, and then you know what to do." ”

Before the words fell, a simple small bell suddenly appeared in the void in front of Zuo Zhong's eyes, and flew straight towards Meng Ya, Meng Ya carefully caught it and held it in his hand, looking at the bell in his hand, only to see that the runes on the bell were dense, all of them were ancient words, but it was extremely cold in his hand, and the secluded aura that emanated from time to time seemed to be frozen by the blood of the whole body.

Meng Ya remembered that Zuo Zhong had told him that this scarlet elixir was obtained by Zuo Zhong in a secret realm of ancient evil cultivators, and this pill was called the Abandoned Spirit Pill, and the so-called Abandoned Spirit was equivalent to abandoning his own spiritual wisdom as a human being after taking this pill, and becoming a puppet of the walking dead!

After Zuo Zhong swallowed the scarlet pill and looked around, he smiled miserably, his eyes were like water, as if he had seen through everyone. At this moment, the ensuing surging aura instantly turned into boundless hatred, and while he had not completely lost consciousness, he roared angrily: "All the disciples of the Songshan Sword Sect obey the order and all withdraw to the bottom of the mountain!" Although he was ruthless, he always took the lead.

At the sound of the order, the disciples of the Songshan Sword Sect all obeyed, even if the disciples of the Immortal Hall were surrounded by everyone, as long as it took less than a stick of incense, it would be enough to kill them. But the disciples of the Songshan Sword Sect still immediately put away their swords, knelt down at Zuo Zhong one by one, and even if they walked down the mountain, they didn't look back.

Only Meng Ya held the Zhenling Bell tightly, and it was very far away in a breath, gritted his teeth, and gently shook the Zhenling Bell, the strange thing is that this bell did not make any sound under the shaking of Meng Ya!

Yan Xiaoqi was overjoyed, and said in a low voice: "Xia Fan, look, they don't seem to be fighting, and the people from the Songshan Sword Sect are gone." ”

Xia Fan nodded, frowning, but there was no happy look.

He could see that the Songshan Sword Sect was indeed overpowering other sects in terms of strength and fame, and it was really a good thing that they were the first to leave, but why was he very uneasy at this moment, and he was even more extremely worried, especially when he saw Zuo Zhong swallowing the scarlet pill, a bad premonition was extremely strong, even when the nine-tailed demon fox swallowed the Guiding Thunder Pill, it seemed... This world is more magical and dangerous than Xia Fan imagined, and at this moment, the blood-colored storm is about to begin.

As more and more blood-colored silk threads pierced Zuo Zhong's body, the blood in Zuo Zhong's whole body was finally sucked clean, and his embarrassed pupils turned into a cloudy gray, as if shrouded in a thin veil. I couldn't feel any stinging pain anymore, and the breath in my body skyrocketed to an unbelievable level.

In an instant, the dark clouds were thick, and the bright moon, which was originally bright and clean, immediately disappeared.

Xia Fan was extremely panicked in his heart, and hurriedly pushed Xiao Qi away, and said loudly: "Xiao Qi, quickly, quickly take your family and leave here, the farther away the better." ”

But as soon as he exerted a little force, the wound on his chest accidentally opened again.

"Ahh

Yan Xiaoqi screamed, and hurriedly covered Xia Fan's wound with his hand, and in an instant, blood overflowed from between Xiao Qi's fingers.

Xia Fan shook his head with a smile, gently removed Xiao Qi's hand, and then took out all the space bags from the cave on his waist, handed them to Yan Xiaoqi, smiled slightly, and said, "Xiao Qi, let me tell you quietly, there are a lot of treasures here, and after tonight, these things will be yours." ”

Seeing Xia Fan take out so many space bags, Yan Xiaoqi was immediately startled, she hadn't seen so many in her own home!

After understanding Xia Fan's intentions, her heart suddenly ached inexplicably, and she suddenly realized that Xia Fan was actually saying goodbye to herself! She knew that once the owner of the space bag died, she would become an ownerless thing.

In a hurry, Yan Xiaoqi's eyes were red, he bit his lip, and suddenly hugged Xia Fan, gently leaned on Xia Fan's shoulder, and choked up: "Xiaofan, let's go together, let's leave this river and lake and find a paradise, okay?"

Xia Fan was almost moved to tears, but he still struggled to pinch his middle finger, gently stroked the girl's back with his right hand, and said softly: "Xiao Qi, let's go, I can't go..."