readx;? There was a gust of wind blowing at the entrance of the temple, the temperature in the temple plummeted in an instant, a cold and cold air diffused, the yin wind seemed to have emotions, with a wave of greed and excitement, like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, blowing towards the black shadow on the altar. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

When the yin wind blew beside him, Ying Xuan couldn't help but shudder, and his body trembled, as if he was being targeted by some kind of evil existence.

For this yin wind, Xia Yubing and the disciples of the treacherous stream had obviously expected it, and did not show any surprise, but had some faint excitement on their faces.

Whining!

The yin wind whistled and went straight towards the black shadow, and then merged into the black shadow, and the black mist on the black shadow instantly boiled like boiling water.

Bursts of black mist rolled around, and there was a feeling of enjoyment in the black shadow, which gradually became a little condensed, as if it had been nourished.

While everyone's minds were a little scattered, what was more important was that the black shadow was immersed in a certain artistic conception at this time, as if it was absorbing and fusing something, and there was no time to care about anything else.

Ying Xuan's body rushed, the black sword fetus danced wildly, and suddenly the sound of the sword roared whining, with a momentum like a bamboo, rushing towards the temple gate.

Bang!

The long whip that was straight like a javelin stabbing towards Ying Xuan was hit by Ying Xuan's black sword tire, and a roar broke out in an instant.

Xia Yubing's eyes condensed, feeling a little incredible, her arm was faint for a while, and the huge force coming from the long whip made her a little unable to grasp it.

"Who the hell is this person and where did he come from!"

Shocked in my heart, Xia Yubing's strength at this time is no longer the same, as a frightened daughter, the saintess of the treacherous stream, naturally not only a gimmick, but also a very important part of her own strength.

Although it has not reached the peak of evolution, it is only a cultivation of the sixth layer of evolution, but it can reverse the evolution of the seventh layer and gain the upper hand.

The power of Ying Xuan's body exploded in an all-round way, the Hand Taiyin Heart Sutra and the Hand Shaoyin Heart Sutra were running wildly, and the body rumbled, as if there were two Nu rivers collapsing in the body, and it was like two waterfalls hanging down from the nine heavens, galloping in the body.

When it comes to physical cultivation, there are few people in the evolution realm who can match Yingxuan, and the word demon is well deserved.

"Right now!"

After passing through Xia Yubing's blockade, Ying Xuan's eyes flickered, and he noticed the rolling of the black shadow on the divine platform behind him, and his heart became more and more uneasy, and he didn't dare to stay here for long.

When the black sword fetus waved, it was like a black dragon rolling in the air, roaring and roaring, and in the face of Ying Xuan's divine might, the Tricky Dry Stream disciple was a little stunned for a while.

Syllable!

After Xia Yubing's arm shook, he reacted extremely quickly, his graceful figure turned suddenly, his clothes fluttered, his arm flicked, and the white soft long whip continued to twist in the air, like a churning wave pumping towards Ying Xuan.

Ying Xuan turned a blind eye, and the sword fetus in his hand swept backwards violently, bursting out with a sword light, extremely powerful, and the sword qi on his body overflowed, erupting towards the surroundings.

Chen Yu just blocked the direction of the temple gate, but he had seen Ying Xuan and Yin Wuya fight, and he was full of might, asking himself if he was an opponent, although his mouth was hard, he retreated slightly at this moment, and did not dare to compete with it.

Fu Rongsheng took out a spirit sword, although his mouth was silent, his face was stoic, and although there was some fear in his eyes, his body did not retreat but advanced.

"Humph!"

Ying Xuan snorted coldly, the corners of his mouth pulled up a trace of disdain, the strength of his body exploded, the qi and blood on his body boiled, with an indomitable momentum, the black sword placenta smashed up, and the sound of whining and crying made Fu Rongsheng's mind a little confused.

Burst!

Under Ying Xuan's full strength, Fu Rongsheng couldn't even beat a move, and the spirit sword was smashed by Ying Xuan, slamming on his chest, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and his expression was a little sluggish.

All this happened between the lightning and flint, and the rest of the disciples only felt dizzy, and some couldn't react, and when they came back to their senses, Ying Xuan had already arrived at the gate of the temple.

Xia Yubing screamed, his face was as cold as frost, and the tail of the white long whip was extremely agile, like the snake of a spirit snake, making a circle in the air, hooking towards Ying Xuan's neck, and shooting mercilessly.

Ying Xuan noticed the strangeness behind him, his body turned, the black sword tire in his hand rolled suddenly, his wrist trembled, and swept towards the long whip, the two were entangled together, and then Ying Xuan's arm was bruised and bulging, and he pulled it hard.

The terrifying power was like a humanoid demon beast, Xia Yubing only felt that the rolling power on the long whip was like a tide, and when the power was very different, his footsteps fell, and his body was pulled by Ying Xuan a little unstable.

"Offended!"

Seeing that Xia Yubing's face was a little annoyed, Ying Xuan secretly said that he was offended, and the black sword fetus swept again, where the sword wind passed, whining and roaring, and the terrifying power spread in the field, and no one dared to touch it.

Rumble!

swept through thousands of armies in one style, the sword qi was like a wave one after another, mighty, forcing everyone back, Ying Xuan had already stepped out of the temple gate with one foot, and the feeling of depression in his heart was suddenly somewhat relieved.

At this time, the black shadow on the divine platform, the black mist on his body gradually stabilized, no longer rolling and boiling, and his body was much more condensed than before.

When the black shadow came to his senses and saw the scene in front of him, his eyes shot out two rays of cold lightning again, as if they were substantial, like two sharp swords, stabbing straight towards Ying Xuan.

"Not good!"

Ying Xuan hurriedly raised the black sword fetus in his hand, and saw those two cold eyes, as if they had crossed the boundary of time and space, ignoring the distance, and arrived in front of him in an instant.

Bang!

Ying Xuan's arm shook, and his whole body trembled, as if he had been electrocuted, and the sword fetus in his hand was unstable and almost fell down.

A trace of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his heart seemed to have stopped beating in an instant, and the cold electric eyes pierced people's hearts.

With this power, Ying Xuan's body quickly regressed, although the corners of his mouth were coughing blood, but he walked away without looking back, and his heart was inexplicably frightened.

Hiss!

Ying Xuan gasped, he didn't expect it to be just a glance, it was so terrifying, he injured himself, if he waited for the black shadow to make a move, I was afraid that a finger would be able to easily crush him.

There was a little blood dripping from the ground, Ying Xuan didn't dare to look back, he ran wildly, he didn't expect that there was such an existence in the treacherous stream, let alone a cultivator in the Evolution Realm, I am afraid that the powerhouses of the Hexagram Realm do not have such majesty.

Ying Xuan had never seen it, just with a gaze, he was a strong man who could injure himself, and the light in his eyes that seemed to be substantiated made people palpitate.

After running all the way for a few miles, Ying Xuan looked back and found that there was nothing behind him except the rolling and whistling yin wind, and the person who was treacherous did not chase after him, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Burst!

At this time, he relaxed, feeling a dullness in his chest, Ying Xuan couldn't help but spurt out another mouthful of blood, and the injury was even more serious than he imagined.

Before, it was just to escape for his life, and he came here with a strong breath, but he didn't expect that the light in his eyes to be so sharp.

"Holy Maiden, why don't you chase it?"

At this time, in the ruined temple, Chen Yu's face was a little indignant, his eyes showed a fierce light, looking at the direction of Ying Xuan's departure, eager to try.

Xia Yubing glanced at Chen Yu lightly, without any words, but that cold gaze made Chen Yu's neck shrink.

The scene that happened just now was all reflected in Xia Yubing's eyes, and he was a little disdainful of Chen Yubing's personality and ignored it.

Sensing that his careful thoughts had been broken by someone, Chen Yu couldn't help but be a little embarrassed, his eyes were slightly dodgy, and he didn't dare to look directly at Xia Yubing's cold eyes.

"As long as there is no foreign monk in this ancient battlefield, no foreign monk can survive. ”

Seeing that Fu Rongsheng and the others were also a little puzzled, Xia Yubing blurted out lightly, and everyone couldn't help but be stunned for a while, and they were right, as long as they swallowed the Yin Feng Pill and entered the ancient battlefield, they would not be able to escape the fate of becoming a sacrifice in the end.

"What's more, this person has been caught in the eyes of the Holy Spirit, and I am afraid that he will be sacrificed alive only tonight. ”

Looking at the black shadow on the divine platform, Xia Yubing said in a cold tone, with a faint trace of killing aura, which was terrifying.

The black shadow on the altar shot out two astonishing cold lightning eyes, and then fell into silence again, as if there was no spiritual intelligence, and everything was a natural reaction.

Xia Yubing walked to the front of the platform, although the black shadow was silent, more like he had no intelligence, but Xia Yubing had a respectful look.

He bowed to the black shadow, and then recited words with a reverent face, and he didn't know what he was reading, as if it was a prayer, and it seemed to be a sacrifice.

Eventually, the black shadow rolled up again, becoming a little distorted, turning into a puff of black mist, like a curling smoke, hovering on the altar, and then gradually returning to an item on the altar.

Xia Yubing's face reverently gave another salute, and his hands held up the items on the altar, and at a glance, it was a gourd about a palm-wide and pitch-black as ink.

Although the gourd is pitch black, there is a strange light faintly flashing on the surface, as if there is a brilliance circulating, and there is a faint smoke on it, which is extremely extraordinary.

After taking the gourd away, Xia Yubing walked out of the broken temple with all the treacherous and withered stream disciples, and marched towards the depths of the ancient battlefield again.

Call!

Ying Xuan, who was sitting cross-legged, exhaled a heavy breath, his somewhat pale face gradually regained a ruddy color, and his blocked chest was also relieved.

Slowly opened his eyes, his eyes still had palpitations, and Ying Xuan felt more and more that the horror of the ancient battlefield and the treacherous stream were very big.

"That dark shadow exists like a remnant, but it is a little different, it seems to have no intelligence. ”

Ying Xuan couldn't help but ponder in his heart, and he didn't know what Xia Yubing had taken out, and he had summoned such an existence, and his strength was terrifying.

I even faintly felt that I was afraid that the powerhouses of the Soul Fusion Realm, as the strongest combat power in the Northern Underworld, did not have such majesty.

After all, when he accepted the inheritance of the Heavenly Ancestor at that time, Ying Xuan had also felt the momentum of the Soul Melting Powerhouse in the air, but unlike this black shadow, it was completely restrained, just a gaze, devouring people's hearts.

"The yin wind coming from outside the temple also seems to be a little different?"

After groaning in his heart, Ying Xuan made a bold guess, his eyes suddenly widened, and there was a sense of fear in his pupils.

Previously, Lu Wang and the others were haunted by the yin wind, and then they were sacrificed alive, turned into white bones, and hollowed out all their vitality, but they didn't know where the power flowed.

It seems that the power of all the monks who were sacrificed alive finally melted into the yin wind, whistling by, and blending into the black shadow.

Because, when the yin wind blew beside him, Ying Xuan felt a familiar smell, which was very similar to what happened to Lu Wang and the others before.

In this way, the so-called opportunity released by the treacherous stream is a great pretense, and the so-called mutual help wants the vitality of the monk's life.

After entering the ancient battlefield, he was sacrificed alive, and the spiritual vitality was sucked away, and finally turned into nutrients to nourish the black shadow, which is the purpose of the treacherous stream.

"But why are some monks sacrificed alive, while others are unharmed, like the disciples of the treacherous stream? ”

Ying Xuan thought hard, and finally his eyes flashed, and a picture flashed in his mind, before entering the ancient battlefield, the horror of Soul Ding and the weirdness on the face of Dead Mu Chun, all the monks swallowed the Yin Wind Pill, and a series of pictures kept flashing.

"Yin Wind Pill!"

Ying Xuan couldn't help but blurt out, in this way, if you want to sacrifice the monks alive, you also need a certain condition, so that the monks who enter can swallow the Yin Feng Pill, in order not to allow them to better adapt to the environment of the ancient battlefield and improve the survival rate.

It's to provide an opportunity for the sacrifice, or to plant a seed!

After figuring out all the links, Ying Xuan couldn't help but gasp, he didn't expect that the treacherous stream would be hidden so deep and lay out such a big game.

But what kind of existence is that black shadow, the remnant spirit of the ancient battlefield?

The living sacrifice monks, draining the vitality, in order to turn it into nourishing the nourishment of the dark shadow, this move is too cruel and terrifying.

It can be said that the truth of all this has gradually surfaced in Ying Xuan's speculation, which is the real purpose of the treacherous stream!

"Whew! Fortunately, I kept one hand at that time, and I didn't swallow the Yin Feng Pill!"

A ray of essence flashed in his eyes, and Ying Xuan couldn't help but be a little lucky, he was not blind at that time, but he didn't know if there were monks who didn't swallow the Yin Feng Pill and escaped the catastrophe like himself.

"No! If that's the case, if someone can get out of the ancient battlefield alive, the treacherous stream must also know about it, and if they know such a secret, how can they let people leave safely!"

His heart couldn't help sinking, Ying Xuan's face was full of gloom, even if he didn't swallow the Yin Feng Pill, escaped a catastrophe, and survived the ancient battlefield, but he still had to leave this place in the end.

When the time comes, he will appear outside the grotto, waiting for himself, but the elder of the treacherous and withered stream, the ruthless and frightened, not to mention his identity, just knowing the conspiracy of the treacherous stream, how can he let himself go?!

Ying Xuan couldn't help but feel a little confused in his heart, and began to regret it, why did he set foot here, not only did he not gain anything, but he was also very likely to take his own life. (To be continued.) )