On Shao Yuan Mountain, the old demon of the black sand who was in the black hall suddenly got up and snorted coldly.

With a wave of his robe, the light in the hall flickered, and the person had already appeared in the air ten miles away.

As soon as the black sand old demon detective grabbed it, the black cloud of more than 100 acres in size above the black hall on the top of Shao Yuan's mountain shrank sharply, turned into a seemingly inconspicuous gray pouch, and flew into his hand.

There was a faint whisper of grievance, misery, and ferocity from the gray pouch, as if there were countless fierce ghosts and ghosts hiding in it, which was terrifying.

Looking at the majestic purple pillar of light bombarded fiercely, the fingers of the old demon of the black sand flicked like a pipa, and they flicked quickly like lightning, and dozens of bucket-thick dark red thunder lights appeared in the void in front of him.

Each ray of thunder was like a monstrous python, exuding a violent, cold aura. Others just looked at the side from a distance, and there was a feeling of overelectricity, crispy and numb.

The thunder light was entangled and entangled, forming a huge net that shook the sky, facing the purple pillar of light.

The dark red thunder collided with the purple pillar of light, and a crackling sound erupted.

Then the thunder net was changing, gathering together to wrap the purple pillar of light, blocking its coming, and the two were entangled, and the purple qi and thunder light canceled each other out, and soon dissipated in the air.

"Situ Lao'er, what the hell are you crazy about!"

The old demon of the black sand held the sandbag of the scattered spirit god in his hand, his tone was not good, and his face was not very good-looking. Anyone who is knocked on the door for no reason will not be in a good mood.

At this time, the enemy is present, his momentum is completely released, no longer restrained, and the whole person exudes a fierce and cold aura, obviously not tall, but the aura around him is like an abyss and the sea, deep and terrifying!

In the entire Shao Yuan Mountain, whether it is those aboriginal slaves or those players who have become the registered disciples of the old demon of the black sand, they are all staggering at this time, they can't stand steadily, and they can't breathe well, as if their hearts are pinched by a hand, and there is an indescribable discomfort.

Opposite the old devil of the black sand, there was a middle-aged man dressed in a white robe and holding a purple jade ruyi, with a heroic appearance, gloomy eyes, shining light, a wisp of long hair on his chin, and a little arrogant in his elegance.

"Soul Destroying Yin Thunder...... Yes, my son Haoran was really killed by you! ”

Seeing the dark red thunder light, Situ Yanghui smiled, but there was no smile in his eyes, some were just angry to the extreme calm, he raised his hand and smashed out the purple jade Ruyi, "Heisha, suffer death!"

Purple jade Ruyi came out of her hand, seemingly delicate and delicate, crystal fragile jade Ruyi, but at this time it showed an unparalleled domineering demeanor.

It grew in the wind and quickly swelled to the size of a hundred feet. The huge Ruyi surface is full of sunshine, purple gas, like a small mountain, with the momentum of Mount Tai to the top of the black sand old devil bombarded down.

"Situ, don't think that you have two golden pills in Zixia Sect, the old man is afraid of you!"

The old demon of the black sand looked cold:

"Tell you, that son of yours didn't kill him at all!"

That being said, in the face of such a terrible blow, he was not slow to react and responded quickly.

The sandbag in his hand was thrown, quickly rising to the size of a small mountain, and spewing out streams of black-gray wind, mixed with ferocious dark red thunder and countless small grains of soul-destroying demon sand, as well as countless hideous demons, fierce spirits, skeletons, and demons were also mixed in, making an incomparably terrible howl, turning into a huge gray-black rope, winding towards the purple jade Ruyi, blocking its approach.

"You didn't kill it? Hahaha......"

Situ Yanghui laughed as if he had heard some big joke, and Shao Yuanshan, who was below the sound shock, began to tremble slightly: "In the entire Tongzhou, and even the surrounding states, who else will make this soul thunder." ”

"What's more, my son is a special yang spirit body, when my son was promoted to Dao Ji, who coveted it in secret?"

The old demon of the black sand was speechless, opened his mouth, and couldn't speak.

Yes, he coveted Situ Haoran's physique, this physique refining the Yin Demon is simply the best, but he coveted it, but he didn't really act on it!

Gotcha, this time it's really yellow mud that fell into the crotch of his pants, it's not but!

Situ Yanghui stretched out his hand mercilessly, swishing, and a series of seven sword lights flew out of his body, each sword light emitted a cold light, full of spirituality, and together formed a large array, covering the old demon of the black sand.

The seven sword phosgene machines were connected, and when combined, they brought unparalleled pressure to the Black Sand Old Demon.

The inheritance of the Zixia Sect, in addition to the art of escape and alchemy, also has a subtle kendo inheritance.

This sword array is the embodiment of the great achievement of the sword!

The majestic pressure and fine sword qi that the sword array inadvertently leaked collapsed and crushed some of the spiritual fields and pavilions below, and the old demon of the black sand who saw it twitched his heart.

If a cultivator wants to achieve success, these four things are indispensable, and the following things are all his foundation! It was he who destroyed the Xu clan to accumulate the family wealth!

The black sand old devil's sleeve robe waved, and seven seven forty-nine dark starfall black sand flew out, each the size of a chicken, wrapped in a deep and condensed black magic light, and launched a fierce battle with the sword array.

The starfall black sand collided with the indestructible sword light, and it was not damaged at all, but the smashed sword light shook endlessly, and it was uncertain, showing terrifying lethality.

Each piece of black sand seems to be small and agile, but in fact, it is made by him after decades of hard work with Starfall Spirit Iron as the main material, Starfall Spirit Iron is a rare heavy and hard thing in the world, and the starfall black sand is refined, and the piercing power of each blow is very terrifying, and it can easily penetrate a small mountain.

Ordinary Daoji monks are injured when they are rubbed, and they die when they touch.

It is true that the Sandbag of the Scattered Spirit God is the natal magic weapon refined by the old demon of the Black Sand, but these forty-nine starfall black sand are the means for him to really press the bottom of the box!

The two Jindan Grand Monks engaged in a fierce battle, and the sound spread in all directions, and everyone within a radius of hundreds of miles could hear the deafening sound of fierce confrontation.

Many of the mountain dwellers and players who were close to each other looked pained, their heads groggy from the sound of the sound, and blood flowed from their ears.

They didn't care to watch this rare fighting scene, and hurriedly fled in all directions, wanting to avoid this unjustified disaster far away.

Yongle Town.

Looking at the two huge light clusters in the distance, one black and one purple, exuding an incomparably strong sense of existence, Zhuge Tiedan, Wuji, God King Baxia and others were dumbfounded.

The terrifying pressure coming from those two light clusters, even if they were nearly a hundred miles away, could clearly feel it, making their hearts heavy and quite uncomfortable.

Is this what Zhuang Yuan said?

And now it's happening!