In the hall of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect in the depths of the 100,000 Great Mountain, a burly man with a long beard on his face in his forties waved his hand and erased a mirror in front of him, and in the mirror was the figure of Hong Chu talking to Ouyang Tuo. Next to the big man, a middle-aged young woman in a fur coat was patting the pair of extremely turbulent waves on her chest with her small hands. What's even more bizarre is that behind the young woman's very seductive buttocks, there is a fluffy fox tail.

"Qian'er, see it, I said that Hongchu wouldn't be embarrassed by Tuo'er, now rest assured, madam!" the burly man said softly to the fox beauty beside him.

"Hmph! That's my Tuo'er's wit!Fengyun, you said she wouldn't break into the sleeping realm for that little bastard, right? Now she can only have thirty percent of her cultivation at most, right? If she really doesn't know the height of the sky, the old lady doesn't mind giving her a ride, hum!" The fox beauty waved the feather fan in her hand, her eyes full of resentment.

"Alas, Qian'er, how many years have passed, you don't want to be so petty anymore! After all, you are sisters. Hongchu cares about that kid, it's different from what you care about our family Tuo'er!Don't be angry!" Ouyang Fengyun helped the fox beauty beat her shoulders with his fat hands, and comforted softly.

"My Tuo'er is coming back, I'm going to get him some good food......" said the fox beauty, and the man staggered to the backrooms.

When the figure of the fox beauty disappeared, Ouyang Fengyun's face slowly became solemn.

Bai Yan's consciousness disappeared, and the flying ashes of his flesh and bones all over his body entered a chaotic and unique space. There is no sound, no light, not even the concept of time. The whole space is like a giant egg. He could feel that his ** had disappeared, but he could still wander with the ashes he had turned into. Wandering along the green river-like nets, over and over again. With each wandering, the fly ash to which he clings is absorbed by some of these reticulated rivers. Bai Yan knew that when the flying ash attached to his consciousness was completely absorbed, he would disappear completely. Knowing this, but he couldn't do anything, he could only attach his weaker and weaker consciousness to less and less fly ashes, waiting for the moment when the real fly ashes were annihilated.

Hong Chu finally stood by the broken bridge that made her Yan'er go up in smoke. However, what was waiting for her was eight of the thirty-six elders of the Ghost Valley, as well as the Northern Protector and the Northern Demon among the four protectors of the Ghost Valley.

"Lord Hongchu, my ancestor specially issued an order to let his subordinates invite Lord Hongchu to go to the Ghost Valley as a guest, and hope that Lord Hongchu will be merciful and stoop to go, otherwise my subordinates will probably be punished by the ancestor. The subordinates knew that Lord Hongchu had always been merciful, and asked Lord Hongchu to move to the Ghost Valley, and a few of his subordinates could go back to the errand. "The Northern Protector of the Northern Demon has a miserable white dead face, with no eyes, nose and eyebrows, only a bloody mouth. His body is slender, and his limbs are as thick as bamboo poles. The voice is as masculine as a middle-aged man for a while, and as vicissitudes as an elderly grandmother for a while.

"Northern Demon, I think you've almost practiced your doppelganger technique, right? How many people did Ghost Uncle let you bring to stop me this time?" Hong Chu's gaze was always on the remnant monument next to the broken bridge, and he didn't look at the Northern Demon at all.

Lord Hongchu smiled, his subordinates' doppelgangers just knew the fur. This time, the ancestor asked his subordinates to bring eight puppet beasts and one sub-puppet god. This bit of manpower should be enough for Lord Hongchu, who can only exert about thirty percent of his cultivation now, right?" replied with a strange smile.

Hong Chu didn't seem to hear the threatening words of the Northern Demon at all, and a pair of beautiful eyes kept staring at the remnants of the monument by the broken bridge.

The Northern Demon didn't seem to care too much about Hong Chu's attitude, but instead the puppet beasts of the eight elders stared at Hong Chu with their blood-red pupils, and their mouths kept crying like babies.

I don't know when the darkness of the whole body on the stele is gradually fading, and a layer of faint blue light begins to appear on the stele, and Hongchu's beautiful eyes also become more and more blurry with the blue light on the stele gradually becoming stronger. The Northern Demon has long hidden its figure, and the eight ugly ones are different, but the extremely fierce puppet beast is also moving closer to Hongchu step by step, ready to pounce on it at any time and turn the beautiful woman in front of him into blood food in his mouth. And the sub-puppet god mentioned in the mouth of the Northern Demon has never appeared.

When the remnant of the stele was all covered by blue light, there was a brief pause in the whirlpool on the broken bridge. And it was at this moment that Hongchu suddenly moved. The eight puppet beasts also received the order to attack at the same time, and roared and pounced on the beautiful woman in purple who was close at hand.

In the face of the puppet beast's ferocious attack, Hong Chu just waved his hand lightly, as if waving away a few flies in front of him. I saw that the white mist in the distant sky quickly and sharply changed into nine incomparably huge fox tails, and eight of the fluffy white tails actually firmly bound the eight puppet beasts, and the fierce flames in the eyes of the eight originally fierce puppet beasts were instantly extinguished, and they were as docile as little sheep. The ninth purple foxtail actually carried a strong flash of light, and stabbed directly into the whirlpool on the broken bridge that had temporarily stopped rotating.

"It is obsession for God, obsession for bones, there is a soul without a soul, and the soul is destroyed. ”

The solemn voice sounded again, and it was Hongchu's own voice. Immediately afterwards, Hongchu's graceful figure instantly turned into pieces of fly ash, and all of them automatically flew into the whirlpool.

The nine giant foxtails disappeared as if nothing had happened. The golemmons awoke from a brief moment of disorientation because they had lost their purpose, and they roared in place, provoking each other. The figure of the Northern Demon gradually became clear next to the broken bridge, and he stared at the whirlpool that began to spin again on the broken bridge, and laughed with a grin, and his laughter was full of eerie horror.

A white-clothed man slowly walked towards the broken bridge from a distance, and as the white-clothed approached, the fierce puppet beasts slowly crawled on the ground one by one, wailing lowly, which was an absolute surrender to the king. And the man in white seems to be separated from the rest of the people here, and it is clear that he is beside you, but it makes you feel that he is extremely ethereal. The only thing that could feel his presence was the boundless aura and bloody aura that emanated from his body. It was a kingly aura that took away life, and even because of his arrival, the white mist around the broken bridge began to churn irregularly.

The Northern Demon immediately saluted and said, "Welcome to Lord Xiu...... Ahh

"This is just a small punishment for you, don't take it as an example! Northern demon, you just said that you brought a puppet god? Do puppet gods use "only" to count? The next time you commit the taboo of the deity, the deity will accept your doppelganger!" The man in white said lightly, his expression was extremely leisurely.

The Northern Protector Northern Demon, who had only one human skin left, got up from the ground tremblingly, bowed his head and said in a trembling voice: "My subordinates have written it down, my subordinates should die, offend the majesty of Lord Xiu, and thank Lord Xiu for not killing him!"

"The woman went in and killed the soul?" asked the man in white as he waved his hand and grabbed a puppet beast from behind him, and the puppet beast was instantly sucked into a skin and gently thrown aside by the man in white.

"Yes, Shu-sama. Hong Chu's divine power is not weak, she wants to find that little mongrel, she can only find three soul paths, seven spirit paths one by one, and when she finally comes out of the soul whirlpool, that is, when she is the weakest, she hopes that Master Xiu will take it over. This...... This is also the will of the Ancestor!" The Northern Demon deliberately accentuated the last sentence.

After listening, the man in white did not speak, but stood quietly in front of the remnant monument next to the broken bridge, admiring the surrounding scenery. The blue light shrouded in the remnants of the monument vaguely reflected his immature and cold face, and this face was exactly the same as Bai Yan who had fallen into the whirlpool of reincarnation and had no bones left.

Bai Yan no longer knew how long he had been in this chaos of light, silence and time, he only knew that the ashes that carried his consciousness were slowly absorbed in the flow of the river of time, and his own consciousness was gradually absorbed by the river with this slow and endless process. His consciousness began to slowly become nothing, and the only thing left in his consciousness at present was his master, the origin of his master, his own origin, with this last and only obsession, his consciousness was completely absorbed by the river of time. He felt himself completely plunged into the boundless nothingness, drifting aimlessly, until the day the sky fell apart.

As the remnant monument once again glowed with a strong blue light, Hongchu's delicate and strong figure appeared by the broken bridge again. At this time, her face was slightly pale. The man in white stood on the other side of the remnant monument, with his back to Hong Chu, as if he hadn't noticed Hong Chu at all, just standing quietly, faintly feeling out of place with this world.

"It is obsession for God, obsession for bones, soulless and soulless, and the way of destroying spirit. As Hong Chu's solemn voice sounded again, her charming figure once again turned into ashes and was absorbed into the whirlpool of the broken bridge.

"Hong Chu, your three souls have been collected, and then you have been taken away from the seven spirits, without the three souls and seven souls, how much can you exert in your thousand-year-old Taoism? I'll wait and see!" muttered to himself.

At this moment, in the sky of the sleeping land on the edge of the 100,000 Great Mountains leading to the Beast God Mountain, a golden-winged Dapeng bird that covered the sky and the sun was flying rapidly, and its speed was simply a thousand miles in an instant. On the huge head of the golden-winged Dapeng bird, a long-haired man stood in the wind, scolding the Dapeng bird under the crotch loudly.

"Xiao Jin, don't be so slow, if you go late, Lao Tzu will eat you a brute!...... My Dapeng ancestors...... Hurry up!" With the big man's scolding, the golden-winged Dapeng had already traveled nearly 10,000 miles.

When Hong Chu once again emerged from the reincarnation vortex, her whole body was covered with a thin layer of white fluff, and behind her, the figure of a huge nine-tailed white fox loomed.

"It is obsession for God, obsession for bones, soulless and soulless, and reincarnation. ”

Hong Chu's voice had become weak, and just as her figure was about to turn into ashes again and be sucked into the whirlpool of the broken bridge again, the white-clothed man next to the remnant monument suddenly moved, facing the flying ash in the sky, and gently waved a finger.