The night was as cool as water Su Xing and Wu Siyou rushed to the east gate of the fortress, and when they saw a group of people, Su Xing was a little surprised, this side did not expect that there were nearly a hundred monks, most of whom were in the middle and late stages of the nebula, and there were also four or five galactic periods.

"Brother Su Xing, haha, I'm so glad to see you here. "Above the square, Xin Gu was chatting with a pair of men and women, and when he saw Su Xing appear, he happily greeted him.

"That's a lot of people. Su Xing smiled, and his eyes fell on the pair of men and women.

In appearance, both of them are very young, the female is petite with shallow dimples on her face, the male is fierce and mighty, the female is in the early stage of the galaxy, and the man has reached the middle stage of the galaxy, and it doesn't look like a star descender.

"These two are Su Xing and his wife. Fang Xingu introduced it to everyone.

The hundred monks present all showed surprised eyes, looking at Wu Si You full of amazement, although Wu Si You was wrapped in a cloak to cover up his graceful posture, but the innate cold temperament still made people feel suffocated, many of them were a little missing, but Wu Si You's cultivation in the later stage of the Xinghe was enough to make them afraid, feeling the coldness emanating from Wu Si You, and the other monks also subconsciously kept a distance.

Su Xingle's leisure.

"Can I leave now?" said the mid-galactic male cultivator with some displeasure.

"There's something going on in my sister, and I'll be there soon. Fang Xin said apologetically.

As she spoke, a delicate girl walked towards her, and as soon as she appeared, the monks who had been a little restless and dissatisfied immediately fell into a calm and stared at the girl intently.

The girl looked like she was about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a delicate figure, with white hair like snow, wearing a gray-white Hanfu with large sleeves, the sleeves were embroidered with golden chrysanthemums blooming in the clouds, barefoot, those eyes were shining, she looked quite charming, her cultivation was not high, and she was in the late stage of the nebula.

"Yanran, come here. Fang Xingu greeted, and he introduced: "This is my cousin Zheng Yanran. ”

"Cousin, you're so good, you've found a big beauty. The girl had an unscrupulous smile on the corner of her mouth, and looked at Wu Siyou in amazement.

Wu Siyou's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the girl.

"This is Su Xing and his wife, don't mess around. Fang Xingu snorted.

"Wow, I envy you so much, I can marry such a beautiful sister. Zheng Yanran grinned, very lively, and the originally dissatisfied people couldn't help but feel a lot more relaxed.

After a while, seeing that the night was deep Su Xing didn't want to be idle anymore, he released the flying sword, and said with a playful smile at Wu Siyou: "Lady, come up." ”

Takeshi snorted and landed on top of the flying sword.

The others were a little envious and watched Su Xing also release their flying swords and fly with their own swords.

"Cousin, can Yanran be with my sister?" said Zheng Yanran yearningly.

"Don't disturb other people's husbands and wives. Fang Xingu shook his head and also released the flying sword, Zheng Yanran smashed his mouth regretfully, jumped on the flying sword, and the hundred monks flew towards the Changxue Canyon, and the colorful sword light gathered together also emitted a terrifying power.

The smell of blood in the Long Blood Canyon is surging, the reckless mountains are connected with the city, it is said that there are ninety-nine mountains in this Ten Thousand Demon Mountain, and the most bloodthirsty and evil alien race in the Vermilion Bird Realm is named Ten Thousand Demons, on the road to the Vermilion Bird Realm "Colorful City", it can be said that this Long Blood Canyon is full of murderous opportunities.

There were a lot of snooping figures on the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains at both ends, but seeing the huge number of monks, they also retreated timidly, and some of the desperate alien monks wanted to secretly attack, but they were strangled by several Xinghe stage monks with sword skills, and instead became their trophies.

As the highest cultivators, Su Xing and Wu Si Youzai were at the forefront of the team.

After going deep for thousands of miles, the canyon became more and more gloomy, the dark clouds covered the moonlight, and the surroundings were hazy, with shadows of trees and gusting winds.

"I've heard that this demon clan often sets traps to encircle and suppress monks, so aren't we taking a risk? One of the monks was afraid.

"Don't worry, didn't you see that the Red Lotus Fairy wanted to take the surname of the Grimace Demon King before?" The other monk disagreed, there is a Red Lotus Fairy to open the way, and now it is a great time to enter the Vermilion Bird Realm, no matter how powerful the Grimace Demon King is, can he still strengthen the Red Lotus Karma Fire?

"I'm afraid that the Red Lotus Fairy deliberately deceived us. The male cultivator in the middle of the galaxy said in a deep voice.

"Haha, how could it be. ”

They don't want to believe it.

When they entered a clearing in the middle of the canyon, the crowd stopped, and saw that the corpses of aliens and monks were strewn all over the ground, and the blood was flowing like rivers, and the heads of the monks were gone.

"There's a trap here, let's go!" Su Xing shouted when he saw it.

The crowd hurriedly sped up.

With an angry roar, the canyon suddenly made a ghost cry, hundreds of ghost laughter sounded out of thin air, and a hundred round heads suddenly turned into ghosts from all directions, which was the head curse of the evil ghost clan.

Everyone also expected it, holding flying swords, magic weapons, and talismans to strangle the past.

A hundred sword lights twisted each other, and dozens of heads were destroyed.

A shrill hiss suddenly tore through the night.

"I opened this mountain, I planted this tree, if you want to cross this road, leave your head!!"

A chill swept through the whole body, and suddenly there were bursts of ghost crying around, the yin wind was howling, and the people who were blowing couldn't open their eyes. The faces of the monks changed, it was the demon king.

The so-called demon king in the Vermilion Bird Realm belongs to the commander of an alien race, and his cultivation is at least in the Xinghai period, at first hearing the voice of the demon king, these people are also panicked, and then the yin wind suddenly increases more and more, and hundreds of thousands of human heads are like a torrential rain falling, the yin wind becomes stronger, and the monks who cultivate to be lowly are blown away in a blink of an eye, and the formation of hundreds of monks is dissolved in the blink of an eye.

"Leave the head!"

The shrill voice was filled with smugness.

"Ah, we were deceived by the Red Lotus Fairy!"

"Run!!"

The monks shouted in panic, the monks of the galaxy period used the magic power of the sword technique, the flying sword turned into a formation, turned into a shield, and killed a bloody path, and they were not willing to be sent to death with a group of monks of the nebula stage, anyway, these people have nothing to do with themselves, so it is better to stay as a target. Where did Su Xing care about this at this time, the human head spell and the yin wind spell used by the demon clan became bigger and bigger, and there were more and more monks, Su Xing showed his divine thoughts, and killed the demon king at that time.

Dozens of miles away, the Grimace Demon King suddenly felt a divine thought, and his heart was shocked, and in the blink of an eye, he saw two monks, seeing that Su Xing was only in the galaxy stage, and immediately sneered: "Your head is the best to use as the king's human head heart devouring array." The hundred heads opened their mouths and bit towards Su Xing.

"According to what I said in advance, the concubine will not help you. Wu Siyu looked indifferent.

"How can such a trivial matter need to trouble the lady. Su Xing smiled.

"I didn't expect Yingmei to like a disciple like you. Wu Siyu finally couldn't help it.

Su Xing laughed, it felt quite good to tease this ice beauty.

"Actually flirting and scolding in front of this king!" The grimace demon king was three feet tall, with clear ghost horns, and with a dozen hands, his head turned into a black wind and swept towards Su Xing.

Su Xing snorted and stretched out his hand.

I saw that the twelve golden swords were suddenly revealed, and the glittering golden light reflected the dark night, and under Su Xing's longitudinal, the sky-tearing sword light quickly formed a huge net around him, and the ghost-faced demon king's human head devouring curse was strangled in all directions, and the terrifying black qi was easily cut in half as soon as it touched the sky-tearing sword qi.

The Tearing Heaven can be refined by the Tearing Heaven Golden Jiaolong Scales, and its spirit surname and edge are not something that these heads can stop.

The sword trick is urged.

Twelve tearing heavenly golden swords shine and levitate.

"What kind of flying sword is this!!" the Ghostface Demon King shouted.

"The flying sword that wants your life!" Su Xing sneered, a light flashing in his eyes.

The sky-tearing sword called the dragon and roared, and the wind penetrated.

"The early monks of the galaxy also dared to pretend in front of this king. The Grimace Demon King shouted, and the Ghost Horn shot out a bucket-thick black light.

Golden light is wrong.

He slashed down the black light, and before the Grimace Demon King could come back to his senses, the twelve sky-tearing swords slammed down like a golden dragon. "Great King!" shouted the other demon soldiers in fear.

The Grimace Demon King showed a shocked look, his body suddenly split, and he died.

Those demon soldiers screamed and fled as if they had seen a ghost, Su Xing just glanced at it, and the golden light spread around, only to see the golden light shining in the night, screaming miserably. In the blink of an eye, the ghost cried and howled.

"It's really worthy of the ancient sword technique. Wu Siyu sneered.

Su Xing smiled, he originally wanted to go back, but after thinking about it, since he had already covered into the Vermilion Bird Realm, there was no need, and the demon king died, and the rest were not worth mentioning, those people were also monks who had experienced life and death, and after thinking about it, Su Xingjia took off his sword and flew towards the depths of the canyon.

...... Fang Xingu took Zheng Yanran forward quickly under the cover of the woods, looking nervous and cautious, on the contrary, the girl had a very indifferent expression, looking at Fang Xingu with great interest.

The ghost's screams blocked his way.

Dozens of demon soldiers of the Demon Clan screamed, raised their weapons and killed them.

Fang Xingu killed several demon soldiers in a row, and suddenly a head bit his shoulder, and his body was immediately slashed with a sword, seeing that the target was injured, the demon soldiers of the demon clan all shouted excitedly, and the swords in their hands were smashed.

"You go quickly, cousin covers you!" Fang Xingu bit his finger and threw out a few talismans.

Swish!

Dozens of heads opened their mouths violently and bit down with a smile.

Fang Xingu's handsome face was a little pale, and his eyes looked desperate.

Suddenly, the long hair was like snow and passed through the corners of Fang Xingu's eyes, a wide Hanfu raised its sleeves in front of him, the hair was like snow glowing pale in the dark, and dozens of heads were immediately shattered, only to see Zheng Yanran, who didn't even know how to use the sword, suddenly turned around, holding a Mo knife in front of him.

The girl's smile was still cynical, and her eyes were full of appreciation when she looked at Fang Xingu.

"Cousin, let's let my little sister play with these evil ghosts!"

The girl's posture is cold, and the cold light of the Mo knife is like iron.

"Yanran, are you a star general?" Fang Xingu opened his mouth wide.

(To be continued)