The blades of the gods are the real "divine soldiers".

The so-called "divine weapon" in the world is nothing more than a description of transgression.

Like the Xuanbing Sword and the Hundred Forging Xuantie Sword, the official title should only be the "Four-Rank Sword".

And how powerful is a true divine weapon?

The goddess of the snow-capped mountain died in ancient times, and the legend has it that the "Xianwu Mountain" turned into the remnants of her body that fell into the world has been completely invisible to this day.

And its divine kingdom has fallen into the netherworld, eroded by the netherworld breath for countless years, and everywhere is filled with a mist formed by the fusion of ice aura and netherworld breath, and the charm of the former ice and snow god kingdom can no longer be seen at all.

The divine soldier called the "Ice Death Blade" has naturally been eroded by countless years.

It has lost its owner, has no one to maintain it, and is constantly subjected to the wear and tear of the years, the erosion of the netherworld, and the power continues to pass.

But even so, more than a hundred years ago, it still easily wiped out all the Black Tiger Guards above the fourth rank, and at a distance of at least a hundred zhang, killed a third-rank general in one blow and cut it into pieces, so that he could not react until he died.

And now, it can also slash the heavy shields on Shen Lang and Senior Sister with one blow before they can make any effective reaction, forcing them to retreat urgently.

After that, in the fog on the left and right, the two waves of centaurs who accidentally broke into the attack range of the "Ice Death Blade" obviously suffered a big loss.

Not only were there several near-death screams, but there were also screams of unbearable pain at this time, and it was clear that not only were there dead on both sides, but there were also no seriously injured among those who came alive.

A weapon that sank into the netherworld in ancient times still does not have such power, which shows that the real "divine weapon" should be no less terrifying!

At that time, in the fog on the left, there was another old barbarian shouting:

"Divine soldiers need to be sacrificed with blood! White wolf, gray hyena, lion ear, bear bull...... It's time to prove their loyalty to the ancestral spirits! Rush over, rush towards the Divine Soldier as best they can, sacrifice it with their blood and soul, feed it, satisfy its thirst for killing, and fight for the old man the opportunity to capture the Divine Soldier! ”

Roar!

In the savage battle cry, the footsteps of Zhongkan sounded, and no one, and only one person, charged towards the location of the divine soldier!

Perhaps it was too excited, and the old barbarian forgot to control the volume.

So much so that only the master and the little sister heard my shouting, and another wave of people in the fog opposite also heard my voice.

And this group of people, because the border army generals and scouts who have not dealt with the barbarians for many years, also understood what the old man said, and when they came up, they listened to a strong mezzo-soprano shouting:

"Snow Mountain Divine Man, Ice Death Blade? I see! Ha, you've arrived! Next, take back the divine soldier for you! ”

Another burst of precision sounded like the distance of each step, and the footsteps sounded like footsteps measured with a ruler.

Wen Xue hurriedly translated for the little sister:

"Little Senior Sister, the barbarians want to use their lives to pile up a way to capture the divine soldiers! The team on the right is also going to capture the Divine Soldiers! ”

The little senior sister frowned and looked at the master:

"If the divine soldiers fall under the hands of our men, especially the barbarians, I am afraid that you will die! Senior Brother Shen, his big skeleton is like a fish in water here, and it will still be attacked by the divine soldiers, so he has taken the lead, let the big skeleton go to fetch the divine soldiers, and you can help it stop the others! ”

What the little senior sister said is reasonable, and the other two parties, if they talk about who gets the magic weapon, I'm afraid they will let us go.

And the big bone is indeed like a fish in water here, and the divine soldiers are indeed the only ones who did not attack it.

But let the big bones go to the gods......

Shizun looked at the big bone, and there was a worry in his heart:

The Great Bone Devoured absorbed this "Pale Flame", and the Divine Soldiers regarded it as "their own person" and did not attack it.

But that doesn't mean that the big bone is not qualified to touch the divine soldier.

This "Ice Death Blade" has a big temper, and it is impossible for people to get close to it, once it steps into its warning range, it will be killed in the air, even if it is "its own person", if it is "committed above" to touch the divine soldier......

It's like the little senior sister regards the master as her own person, and if it is, she will kill me carefully. What is it to hold hands when the situation is critical?

But if the master touches the face of the little senior sister or even rubs your chest for a reason, can you still be rampant?

So in case a big bone touches the divine soldier and provokes it, and the divine soldier attacks, with the current strength of the big bone, how can he withstand the rampaging "Ice Death Blade"?

[You, can't. 】

When he was firm, the voice of the big bone came:

[You can't, just with your hands, go, take the divine soldiers.] 】

As he spoke, his left hand fell off at the wrist and flew back and forth in front of it, and his seven fingers made flexible gestures to play the piano.

Master's eyes lit up:

That's right! Fang Cai really cared about it, and he forgot that the big bone didn't have that means!

It couldn't touch the Divine Soldier with just one hand.

Even if the Divine Soldier had a furious attack and shattered one of its hands, the last time it was promoted to the realm, its entire body bones would be restored to shatter, just as the missing phalanx bone was repaired when it was promoted.

When the Guru nodded heavily at the big bone:

"Divine soldier, please him! You and your little sister are protecting the Dharma for him! ”

When the seven people were blessed with various protective spells, one on the right and one on the left, escorting the big bones to rush to the rear.

At the same time, the sound of clearing heat sounded one after another.

In the dense fog on the left side of the diagonal rear, there were one or two muffled snorts, as well as the sound of the human body falling to the ground.

But even before falling to the ground, as long as the person on the left side was dead, he still continued to crawl towards the place where the divine soldier was, and his fierceness was terrifying.

The sound of a human being falling to the ground was also heard from time to time on the right side of the diagonal back, but there was no snort of pain, as if the people on the right side were wooden people who felt no pain.

And before falling to the ground, he will also get up quickly, continue to walk backwards, can get up, but also crawl backwards, and the speed is extremely slow, slower than the barbarian who crawls and retreats on the left.

That strange situation attracted the attention of the little senior sister, and you listened attentively for a while, and said:

"I'm afraid it's a person rushing over from the right! It's a puppet or something! ”

Before the words fell, another clear heat rang out, and that time the visible blade slashed towards Wen Xue and the little senior sister, and with one blow, it slashed the invisible shield of the seven people.

But by this blow, the seven people were shocked, looked at each other, and shouted in unison:

"It's more powerful!"

The location of the seven people now is a little closer to the divine soldiers than when they were attacked for the first time later, and they should have been beheaded even worse.

But the actual situation is that although the shields placed under the seven people have all been broken, the face of the master is not painful, and the little senior sister's cheeks and neck have not been cut off with blood, and there are not even white marks.

That is enough to prove that the power of the divine soldier "Ice Death Blade" has become stronger and stronger before it is released a few times.

That, of course, was caused by some "blood sacrifice".

Purely because the divine soldiers have lost their master since ancient times, they have lost their source of power, and after a long time and the erosion of the Netherworld, there is not much power left in the original reserve, and the fewer times they are released, the stronger the power will naturally be.

When the master and the little sister blessed all kinds of shields under them again, they continued to rush back with the big bones.

Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!

Qingyue Zhengming stopped ringing, not killing to both sides, not killing to Shizun and Little Senior Sister from time to time, but as the power was severe, the heavy shields under the seven people were wiped out as if they had been touched like then.

When the eighth attack came, all seven of them were left with the first heavy interior shield, which was destroyed.

Once again, the various shields were blessed, and the two of them walked back in small steps, more than ten zhang ago, and the eyes of the master and the little sister suddenly brightened.

We came to a clearing with no fog in the sky on all sides, but a trace of fog in between.

The diameter of the clearing was more than 100 zhang

In the middle of the clearing, a mountain of corpses was piled up.

The corpses that make up this mountain of corpses are not anomalous humans.

No, it's a giant in golden armor and a foot low.

No, it's a giant with pale skin, cracks all over the body, a low body with seven feet and seven arms.

Not yet in shape with ordinary people, but with wings on his back and armor on his back.

There is also no eyebrow and a stranger with a vertical eye.

Thousands of Inhuman corpses were piled up into a mountain, and all kinds of broken blades, armor fragments, and severed limbs were scattered everywhere.

Seeing those corpses that were completely "human-like", Shizun couldn't help but be slightly surprised:

"These corpses ...... Isn't there so much weirdos in our world? ”

The little sister explained slowly:

"Legend has it that in ancient times, the laws of heaven and earth were still perfect, and under the small ground, gods, men, demons and demons lived together, the sky was full of real dragons, and there were divine beasts everywhere, and there were no strange aliens and monsters.

"Even now, the gods and demons have the Fa Zhen body to come, and all kinds of faint divine beasts, monsters, and aliens have long been extinct, but we are a multi-human race, and there is still no blood of ancient aliens, and even demons and gods.

"These awakened talents are the bloodline atavistic ancestors, awakening the natural powers left by the ancestors.

"The Ice and Snow Divine Male died in ancient times, when all kinds of Inhumans still existed, and those corpses were faint Inhumans who were selected by the gods as warriors, and led their respective gods to invade the Ice and Snow Divine Male Realm, and were killed here. As for the ...... who killed us"

When you look up at the top of the Corpse Mountain, you will see a "crescent moon", quietly suspended under the Corpse Mountain, emitting a faint thermal light.

A sloppy look, what kind of "crescent moon" is this?

It's clearly not a strange-shaped scimitar.

This knife is shaped like a crescent moon, not more than a zhang long, with or without a handle, both ends are knife tips, and the inside is a knife blade. The whole body is crystal clear, as if carved by ice crystals.

It is the divine soldier "Ice Death Blade"!

Those thousands of Inhuman warriors were not killed here by this divine soldier!

It's the current state of that divine weapon, and it's really miserable to look at.

Under the blade, there are dense and shocking cracks, and at first glance, it looks like this long scimitar, but before it is crushed, it has weakly glued the fragments together.

And these dense, criss-crossing cracks, almost all of them are lacquer white, like lines of lacquer white tendons, exuding a strange atmosphere of ice heat and death, but peaceful and peaceful, which makes people feel a strange feeling of "the destination of all beings".

"Nether Erosion!"

The little senior sister could see at a glance that these white "tendons" in the cracks of the blade were the netherworld power that eroded the divine soldiers.

Since ancient times, there have been years of Netherworld power erosion, and the divine weapon that should have been forged by pure ice and snow divine power has not yet been transformed into a Netherworld Demon Blade.

It's no wonder that the White Tiger Guards who were killed by him have all turned into zombies and ghosts.

At that time, the mist on the right side surged, and out came a white-clothed swordsman, covered in criss-crossing scars.

Every scar is turned inside and out, the bones can be seen deeply, and even the internal organs are injured, but in the eyes of the white-clothed sword qi cold and indifferent, there is actually a trace of joy, and the action is also slow.

I stepped into the foggy space, looked up at the Ice Death Blade beneath the corpse mountain, and with no determination, took small steps and rushed towards the corpse mountain.

"Flesh golem!"

Shizun said in a loud voice: "Little Senior Sister, you have seen that white-clothed swordsman, it is the flesh and blood puppet in the hands of Shi Zhonglong!" ”

"The puppet of the dragon in the stone?"

The little senior sister muttered:

"There are no seven disciples in Bailong, the seventh disciple Shi Zhonglong is dead, and the last eight disciples are secretive, only the seven disciples follow Bailong all year round. It is very unlikely that the person who came is the Seven Disciples of the White Dragon! ”

As he was speaking, the fog also surged on the left side, and a barefoot man with a body two meters low, wrapped in animal skins around his waist, and shirtless came out.

I had small twisted animal-shaped tattoos on my face, neck, and chest, and I carried a huge mace, which looked like strong muscles cast from copper and iron, and there were also deep visible bone scars, but I saw a hint of joy in my cold eyes.

Before stepping into this place, I only casually glanced at the master and junior sister diagonally opposite, revealing a bloodthirsty smile, and then took small steps and rushed towards the corpse mountain.

Competitors from both sides are coming.

But just those two people, behind the face of Shizun and Little Senior Sister, are far from enough.

"Big bones, down!"

Wen Xuegao shouted, slapped the bare dotted pen on the palm of the big bone, and then raised his hand to point at the white-clothed swordsman on the right, and started the "Soul Deterrence Spell", which shocked the white-clothed swordsman to a stunned footstep, as if he had been hit by the immobilization method.

Previously, Wen Xue sent another "Lianzhu Fireball", a series of fireballs with small heads, all of which bombarded the white-clothed swordsman.

The reason why I chose the first-grade spell "Lianzhu Fireball" was because the flesh and blood puppet did not have a seven-grade small cultivation.

Such a faint flesh and blood puppet, even if it has been severely injured by the "Ice Death Blade", and is temporarily controlled by the "Soul Deterrence Curse", with Wen Xue's cultivation of only seven grades, it is difficult to kill one of them with a four-grade or four-grade spell, at most it is enough to cast a one-grade spell.

Boom Boom Boom ......

A deafening explosion rang out, and the white-clad swordsman was drowned in flames.

At the same time, Shizun made a move.

The little senior sister also raised her hand and pointed at the barbarian strong man, and a fountain suddenly gushed out from the barbarian man's feet, turning into four slender water snakes and firmly entangled them.

When the barbarian strong man struggled, the little senior sister shot out another "frost finger", and the four water snakes suddenly dissolved into ice, and a layer of hoarfrost also appeared on the body surface of the barbarian strong man, and the whole person seemed to have become a snowman.

But this barbarian strong man can still struggle, in the crunchy sound, the white frost on his body surface all fell off, rushing out of a bloody man with all the muscles and muscles exposed, but in the struggle, he peeled off all the skin on his body!

Before the barbarian broke free, he knew that it was to solve the seven Wen Xue, and he would be able to get close to the corpse mountain, so he immediately let out a savage battle cry, raised his mace low, like a bloody beast, and rushed towards the seven people.

On top of the explosion of qi and blood, the blood on the surface of its body evaporated, turning into a blood mist, enveloping it inside.

In the face of the hideous barbarian who was so special that he could frighten ordinary people, the little senior sister changed her face and said lightly:

"The Mobei barbarian warriors cultivated their physique, and they also drew tattoos with the blood of demon beasts, sealing the soul of demon beasts in the tattoos. Although it is the cultivation of internal strength and true qi, it is inflexible, and the change is enough, but it does not have the arrogant and weak physique of a demon beast, and the spell resistance is also extremely weak...... That barbarian warrior is inferior in strength to a seven-rank junior martial artist, and his physique and vitality are superior......"

While explaining the characteristics of barbarians to the master, you raised your hand and pointed at it, and your fingertips shot out a sword-like cold light, which instantly spanned several zhang, broke through the blood mist around the barbarian's body, stabbed under his neck, and swirled around the barbarian's bloody thick neck, the barbarian's head suddenly popped, fell to the ground, and the bloody body continued to rush back a few steps before falling to the ground with exhaustion.

After the little senior sister's seventh-rank peak method cultivation that is far away from the eight-rank martial arts, even the eighth-rank Xiaocheng martial artists can only fight evenly, not to mention the kind of barbarians whose strength is equivalent to that of the seventh-grade Xiaocheng martial artists, who are skilled and flexible.

Before beheading this barbarian warrior, the little senior sister still stared at the headed corpse that had fallen to the ground, and said lightly:

"But even then, the barbarian warrior is probably dead......"

As he spoke, the barbarian warrior suddenly grew a bloody bull's head from his blood-spurting neck cavity, and his hands turned into a pair of deformed and small bear paws.

Following this barbarian warrior's bear paw to the ground, his body stood up again, holding the bloody bull's head, let out a violent bull roar, and rushed towards the little senior sister again, the footsteps were lighter, and the momentum was more vicious and ferocious.

"The demon beast soul sealed by the barbarian warrior is quite weak, and before he dies, the demon soul will revive again, occupy the body, and turn into a half-human and half-demon beast. But the demon soul is broken, and the barbarian warrior's will is also gone, so before he recovers, he will have all his senses, and will only go against his last wish after death, and launch a furious attack on the enemy who killed me, whether it is death or rest......"

The little senior sister said in a tone of voice, obviously explaining to the master, so that I could meet the barbarian warriors before and know how to deal with it.

At the same time, he raised his hand and pushed, and a ripple of air slammed into the chest of the barbarian warrior, blasting the barbarian warrior who had rushed within ten steps of you and flew upside down.

As he fell, the body of the barbarian warrior was like a slow-inflating balloon, and it exploded to smithereens with a bang.

At the same time as the little senior sister bombarded and killed the barbarian warrior.

On the other side, the sea of fire blasted out by a series of fireballs also disappeared in a hurry, but in the sea of fire, a charred white skeleton with only a little fascia left came out, and a broken human head with blurred flesh and almost a skeleton rushed towards Shizun.

"It's all like that, and you're still dead? He's really a Terminator, huh? ”

Shizun was slightly stunned, raised his hand and waved out a "flame knife", and the crescent-shaped flame knife qi slashed the head of this flesh puppet.

The skeleton of the flesh puppet is less flexible than the skeleton of the terminator, and when it rushed, it actually came to a "zhi" shaped position, avoiding the flame sword qi like lightning.

That's the end of it.

When it moved, Wen Xue delayed his prediction, and directly sent out a "small force stele wrestler", and the translucent stele fell from the sky, slamming the top of the flesh puppet's head.

The flesh puppet that had lost a small part of its flesh and blood had no way to operate the True Qi Protector anymore, and the skeleton was of course as strong as the Terminator's alloy skeleton, and it was suddenly slapped with a burst of brains and died violently on the spot.

Just when Shizun and Little Senior Sister intercepted the flesh puppets and barbarian warriors, Da Gu had already held some fine pens in his hand and rushed to the top of the corpse mountain.

Before, it also went down the mountain, and it took off its left hand and wrist, flew down to the top of the corpse mountain, and grabbed the divine soldier hanging under the corpse mountain.

At that moment.

Shizun's heart almost rose to his throat, his hands were clenched into fists, his eyes were staring, and he stared at the big bone hand in a blink of an eye, for fear that if it touched it, it would provoke the divine soldiers to go berserk.

Although the big bone stood on top of the corpse mountain, not yet some distance away from the Ice Death Blade, but above the Ice Death Blade's rage, God knows that it will be able to recover the power of a hundred young men in the air, two hundred young zhang in the air, and kill the eighth-rank junior general in one blow.

If this is the case, this big bone will face the middle of being shattered.

Although the master has handed over the fine pen to the big bone, with the person of the fine pen, it is also as for being cut by the "Ice Death Blade" that has not yet been damaged, but the attack speed of the Ice Death Blade is too slow, if it suddenly erupts, it is still unknown whether the big bone can avoid the point fine pen space in time.

Just above the relaxed gaze of the master, on the gaze of the little senior sister with an eye of transfiguration, implying expectation.

The slender and delicate bone hand of the big bone touched this one-foot-long crescent moon divine soldier.

However......

On the surface of the divine soldiers, these pitch-white "tendons" formed by the erosion of the power of the netherworld suddenly came to life, and while looking at the rapid expansion and contraction of the blood vessels, the white qi filaments of the debut of the gentry were connected to the big bones and hand bones.

At the same time, the blade of the ice death let out a clear roar, and the hot light flashed, bursting out with an extremely medium-looking qi machine, as if it wanted to attack.

But before it could attack, it was all over every corner of its blade, and the pitch-white "tendons" that were stopping to expand and contract, suddenly glowed and shimmered, exuding a kind of "weak suppression" qi, suppressing the attack of the Ice Death Blade!

At that time, Da Gu's left hand had not yet been wrapped by the dense white qi filaments that spread out under these lacquer-white tendons.

But the situation of the big bone does not seem to be passive.

The seven fingers of its hand bones were still flicking flexibly, and it was even actively pulling these white gas filaments under its seven fingers.

Before, it was even more anti-guest, and the aura of "Wen Xuehui Prison Gong" emanated from under its fingers, following these white breaths wrapped around its fingertips, and spreading backwards to the crack of the blade of the Ice Death Blade.

The Ice Death Blade had been hit hard, and beneath the blade was covered with dense, criss-crossing cobweb cracks.

Those cracks are also the flaws of the "Ice Death Blade", and it is from those cracks that the power of the Netherworld has penetrated and receded.

On the basis of several years of erosion, in the cracks of the blade, the netherworld power that had gradually accumulated had manifested into dense white tendons.

At this moment.

When Wen Xuehui's breath spread in reverse, the lacquer-white tendons accumulated by these netherworld powers seemed to have finally ushered in their masters, trembling and squirming in a posture of "opening the small door to welcome the Hades King", surrendering to the "Enma" qi machine and welcoming the Hades Monarch!

The Ice Death Blade had been eroded by the Nether Breath for years, and it was already about to turn into a Nether Demon Blade.

And after today, for a long time, the netherworld aura that someone has harnessed is only instinctively eroding the blade of ice death, which is just a "natural phenomenon" similar to the passage of water droplets.

But at that moment, the big bone "Enma" qi machine entered the master, harnessing the power of the netherworld that had deeply eroded the inside of the retreating divine soldier, and actively eroded the blade, and the white tendons under the blade suddenly seemed to have finally ushered in the blood vessels of a weak heart, while expanding and contracting wildly, at the same time at a speed visible to the flesh, accelerating the spread and slowly eroding.

The blade, carved like ice crystals, is also changing color.

The blade closest to the left hand of the big bone is gradually dyed with a layer of bone jade like the "jade bone" of the big bone.

See that scene.

Da Gu, who was standing on the mountain of corpses, glanced back at his master, and said: [Success! 】

However, he resolutely unfolded his body, and a few leaps climbed down to the top of the corpse mountain, and joined the bone hand.

Before continuing to take over the Bone Hand, it used the "Dragon Illusory Shadow Hell Skill" with all its might, and the less and weaker Enma Aura was injected into the Ice Death Blade through the white qi silk turned into the Netherworld Breath. The spread speed of the white tendons increased sharply, and fewer blades and blades were transformed into color, flashing a bony jade color.

Until this point.

Shizun, who was on low alert throughout the whole process, breathed a long sigh of relief, and laughed uncontrollably:

"This is really the home of big bones! This divine soldier will be subdued by the big bones! ”

The little senior sister also bowed slightly, and she was also relieved:

"I think his big skeleton won't have that chance! It was still time to relax, and the divine soldiers had not yet been completely eroded by the Netherworld Aura, and they had not yet had a certain degree of autonomy, and they were still resisting refining.

"It will take a while for the Great Skeleton to refine it. During this time, you need to protect it and block opponents on both sides. Let's go, you go to the corpse mountain first. ”

When the seven people walked and galloped, they came to the top of the corpse mountain very slowly.

The little senior sister raised her eyes and swept away the torn armor and weapons all over the place, and said lightly:

"Those blades and armor are all made of the Spirit White Dragon, but unfortunately they have been eroded too deeply by the Netherworld Breath, and they have lost the value of recycling and refining."

If you want to recover those remnants of the broken armor and refine them into the Spirit White Dragon Void, you must first pull out the Netherworld Aura.

Otherwise, the spirit white dragon void refined is full of netherworld qi, and mortals will only be transformed into ghouls after being exposed to it for a long time.

But those remnants of the army have been broken and open here for several years, and they have been completely impregnated by the aura of the netherworld.

Even with the ability of a small real person, I am afraid that it will take a lot of effort to pull out the netherworld aura under the broken armor of a remnant soldier.

Instead of working so hard, it is still like quenching the essence from all iron and gold, refining the spirit of the white dragon void, and it is even more nervous.

Therefore, those remnants of the armor are not all of them recyclable, but they are too cost-effective, and they are just cost-effective.

However, Shizun did not have the same idea:

"Your big bones, it is said that you will be able to slowly pull out the netherworld aura on the outside of those tattered. Besides, you don't have a piece of octagonal broken copper, so take those rags and feed it! ”

When the opponents on both sides still appeared, he slowly collected the rags, and moved the broken blades and armor back into the fine pen space.

When he was picking up, the fog on the right and left sides surged at the same time, and the two teams of people walked out of the big heart.

The team on the right is led by Qin Qingren, the seventh disciple of the White Dragon True Person.

At this time, the only attendants around me were Wen Xuehui and two snow sculpture air riders.

And the team on the left is this barbarian old man.

Although many of the barbarian warriors in his hands died when they took the initiative to "sacrifice blood" to the divine soldiers after that, there are still ten people left.

As soon as the centaurs on both sides stepped out of the mist, they were first shocked by this mountain of corpses made of various giants and inhuman corpses.

After a moment of shock, we noticed the Ice Death Blade under the top of the corpse mountain.

"Divine Soldier!"

Qin Qingren was first happy, and when he saw the big slender skeleton above the giant divine soldier, Qin Qingren was furious again:

"A skeleton ghost dares to rob your divine soldier?"

It was a false thought that he raised his hand and pointed at it, and a red flame spear buzzed, shooting out the big bones.

But the Red Flame Spear had just flown halfway through, and a sword aura resembling a sword qi swept towards it, and with a bang, it fought with the Red Flame Spear and ended up together.

Wen Xueren was slightly stunned, and then he noticed that at the foot of the corpse mountain, compared with the corpses of various giants, it seemed that the great master and little sister of Gerry.

Seeing the little senior sister, Qin Qingren smiled:

"Ha, is that the little senior sister of Wanfa Gate, Miss Shen Langqin? I really thought ......."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Shizun again.

Seeing the brocade white robe with a big hole in his heart under Shizun, Wen Xueren's words stopped abruptly, staring at Shizun's white robe for a while, and then looked at Shizun's face, and the first thought that flashed in his mind was not:

The person who killed the seventh junior brother Shi Zhonglong was someone else, it was Wen Xue!

However, the authority of the purple-clothed white dragon is too heavy.

Even if he is in the realm of God, even if the purple clothes are far away in the Genting Demon Palace in the world, even if he only turns his thoughts outside his heart and moves his thoughts, Qin Qingren still dares to overturn the inference of the purple clothes.

Therefore, as soon as the idea of "Shizun is not a murderer" emerged, I categorically denied it:

What are you kidding, what is Shizun?

A mere seventh-grade martial artist, even if he has also cultivated the Dao Law, according to the information, I even have to suffer for more than a month of the "Qi Binding Technique" of one grade, and his Dao cultivation is obviously not more than one grade.

With such a cultivation, why did he quickly kill the stone dragon who had no seven-grade Dao cultivation and was covered in magic weapons in such a short period of time?

Master, I don't have that ability!

Therefore, Ziyi's inference must be correct, the one who kills the seventh junior brother must be the spider mother walker, whose strength should not be the eighth grade of martial arts, and there is no secret technique given by the spider mother, with the help of the spider mother, he can quickly kill the seventh junior brother.

The "White Dragon Armor" and other magic weapons of the Seventh Senior Brother were all plundered by this spider mother walker.

As for why the "White Dragon Armor" is now worn under the master, it is also easy to explain:

Shizun was a person who later pursued this spider mother walker in Xianwu Mountain, and the one who walked with me was not yet Shen Lang.

Wen Xue is also a seven-grade law cultivator, because he has never had a combat example, the specific strength of Qin Qingren is of course vague, but as a young disciple of Wanfa Zhenren and a junior sister of Wanfa Gate, Shen Lang's Dao strength is definitely only weak and strong compared to Shi Zhonglong, and the best magic weapon under his body is only less than Shi Zhonglong.

Without Shen Lang's help, this Spider Mother Underground Walker of the Eighth Rank of Martial Arts must have been killed by Shizun, and Wen Xuehui's treasure armor and magic weapons were also seized by Shizun and worn under him.

Yesterday's avalanche was not caused by Shizun and Shen Lang when they joined forces to kill this spider mother underground walker!

Thinking of that, Qin Qingren's mood calmed down a lot.

Although Ziyi's order is to capture the spider mother underground walker alive and wipe out the master with his hands.

But since the Spider Mother Walker died at the hands of Shizun, it is also possible to bring back his head.

As for Wen Xue, it seems to be a wrong idea to capture him alive, refine it into a flesh and blood puppet, and guard the tomb for the seventh junior brother.

I think I will be satisfied with Ziyi.

Of course, Shen Lang was on the side, and it was so difficult to kill Shizun.

However, is there no group of Mobei barbarians on the other side?

The purpose of this group of barbarians is also the "Ice Death Blade".

And Shizun and Shen Lang seem to be buying time for this big skeleton to protect the Dharma and refine the blade of ice death for the big skeleton?

Two little living people, helping a skeleton ghost, it's just a matter of knowing!

A cold light flashed in Wen Xueren's eyes, and he turned his head sideways and said to Tie Xuanjin:

"Tell this group of barbarians, this man is a seven-grade law cultivator, and his strength is unfathomable, first join forces to kill this pair of women and men, and then rely on their abilities to compete for divine weapons."

Tie Xuanjin nodded, and shouted to the barbarian old man in the barbarian language:

"Wu this witch sacrifice, your uncle said that this pair of women and men are your little enemies in the battle for divine weapons. Especially this man, he is a seven-grade law cultivator, and his strength is unfathomable, he and you are the first to join forces, kill us, and then compete for the divine soldiers with their own abilities! ”

The old barbarian man's eyes flashed, and he said in a stiff Eastern language:

"Okay, let's join forces first."

The voice fell.

The Qin Qing people and the barbarian old man shot at the same time.

Qin Qingren waved his little hand, and a giant palm formed by a white air flow condensed fell from the sky, and slapped at the little senior sister.

The barbarian old man also raised his dove-headed white wooden staff, and moved a little further away towards the little senior sister, a blood-colored skull, dragging a white cigarette tail, and rattling strangely laughed and pounced on the little senior sister.

The little senior sister was in a hurry, and with a flick of her fingers, a spark splashed out, rose in the wind, and instantly turned into a flame meteor, dragging the flame tail back into the sky, and with a bang, the white giant palm was blown to pieces.

At the same time, your eyes narrowed slightly, and the fox glanced at the blood-colored skull with hot eyes, and the crystal light in the pupils flashed, and the blood-colored skull suddenly slammed and exploded into green smoke from the inside out.

"It's unfathomable!"

The barbarian old man muttered, raised his head and looked down at the top of the corpse pile, and saw that the white veins under the blade of the ice death pulsated more slowly, and the area of the blade was not half of the right and left was transformed into jade bone color, knowing that it was a long drag, he immediately took out a leather bag and threw it into the air, the mouth of the skin bag was open, and the dense corpses fell on it.

At the same time, the shadow on the old man's feet slowly expanded, catching the corpses that fell up, and in the shadows, there were bursts of creepy biting and chewing bones.

Wen Xueren also made seals with his hands, his lips moved, and he recited the mantra slowly.

When the two parties cast spells, the little senior sister and the master will sit back and watch.

The little senior sister raised her hand towards Qin Qingren, and a bit of incandescent white light like sword light shot out, directly slashing Qin Qingren's head.

But when he was not eight feet away from Qin Qingren, the dragon shadow flashed under the Qin Qing people, and a Wen Xuehui shadow appeared, showing the momentum of a snake disk, covering Qin Qingren from head to toe.

This blazing white light shone under the shadow of Enma, and only a bell made a sound of gold and iron clashing, and a dazzling spark flew out, and then it shattered into a point of light in the sky, dissipating into a tangible shape.

And Wen Xuehuiying seems to be unharmed.

Seeing this, the little senior sister gave up the idea of using an instantaneous spell to interrupt Wen Xueren's spell.

Qin Qingren and you, like Shizun, have already blessed all kinds of talisman spells under their bodies, and that Enma Town Shadow is like a seven-grade defense spell, or the unique secret technique of the White Dragon Zhenren.

Although the little senior sister is far away from the eighth grade, it is still the eighth grade after all. With only instantaneous spells, it is obviously possible to break it.

When the little senior sister flipped her wrist, in the palm of her hand, there was a golden seal missing from the sky.

Before, as soon as the little senior sister threw the big seal into the air, the big seal rose in the wind, and instantly turned into a golden giant seal with a radius of eight zhang square, and with the sound of thunder and thunder, it smashed down towards the head of Qin Qingren.

Qin Qingren, who was preparing a spell with a shield, was stunned, and secretly scolded for being despicable and shameful, actually using a magic weapon!

Quickly removed the seal, took out a brocade hand, threw it into the air, turned into a cloud of white clouds, held the golden seal, and let it fall.

The little senior sister had an expression on her face, and took out a large fan decorated with gorgeous tassels, and fanned it hard towards Qin Qingren, Wen Xueren spewed out a rolling flame stream in the air around him, spraying and barbecuing around me from all directions, even if there was no Yan Demon Zhenying to protect his body, Qin Qingren was also very slow, his face was flushed, and he was sweating.

Qin Qingren calmly took out a small fist orb and threw it on the top of his head, the orb hung above my head, hanging on the crystal water waves, and the water curtain was specially covered in the shadow of the Enma Town, blocking the flame jet and cutting the scorching low temperature.

Seeing this, the little senior sister took out a bamboo whistle, opened her red lips, held the whistle, puffed up her pink cheeks, blew heavily, and in the melodious whistle, a white crane phantom came, flew to the top of Qin Qingren's head, stretched out her sword-like long beak, and pecked at the jewel fiercely.

"Damn, why is that man so little magical? The little sister of the mountain is up? ”

Qin Qingren cursed secretly in his heart, sacrificed a piece of white scales, threw it down, turned into an eight-zhang long Enma Town Shadow, and fought with the white crane in the air.

Qin Qingren breathed a sigh of relief, raised his eyes and glanced at the little senior sister, and saw that you had taken out another big and rough walnut hammer......

The little senior sister is fighting with Wen Xueren to get rich.

Shizun decisively launched a simple and gorgeous spell attack on the barbarian old man.

I saw that among the skins thrown by the barbarian old man, there were hundreds of corpses on it, there were only no women and no men, no old and no strong, and they were not even more childish children, and they used it to feed the monsters in the shadows.

The golden light was shining, as if the huge palm print made of gold, exuding a dignified and small golden light of breaking evil, and slapped fiercely at the barbarian old man.

But the old barbarian just raised the dove-headed white wooden staff, pointed at it from afar, and that time a white skull flew out, dragging a long tail like white smoke, and quacked to meet it, and it actually fought with Xiaoli King Kong's palm and died together.

Shizun frowned, and another "thunder hand" was struck, and the huge palm print was accompanied by rolling thunder, and it thundered like lightning.

The old man of the barbarian raised his staff again, and what flew out that time was a white claw, with seven fingers that were abnormally long, and one knuckle less than the abnormal palm.

Shizun had to shoot another "palm thunder", which exploded the white claw.

"Spell spells, you're probably the opponent of that old ghost!"

They are all instantaneous spells, and with the cultivation of the master, there are only one spells that can be instantaneous.

Now I instantly send a one-grade spell, and I have nothing to do with the barbarian old man, and the barbarian old man has an instantaneous spell, but I need to use two first-grade spells to contend with it, which shows that the barbarian old man's spell cultivation is under me.

But compared to the seven-grade Fa cultivation, it seems to be a little stronger?

It is a barbarian witch sacrifice, the spell is chaotic, it is a system, and it is difficult to judge its specific grade.

For example, if you don't have a witch sacrifice, you may have a spell in your lifetime, but the power is inferior to the unique secret technique of the seven-grade law cultivation. There are no witch sacrifices, all kinds of messy spells, no spells are so powerful that they are in the stream, and no spells are so weak that they are shockingly weak.

This barbarian old man has only cast eight spells, all of them using the same action, and the master can see that this old ghost has actually been casting the same instantaneous spell, but this spell is too chaotic, and the effect is completely random, but the power is really not enough, at most it can suppress the master's spell.

"This can only give full play to the advantages of your head iron station pile flow!"

Shizun snorted hotly, relying on the effects of the various talisman spells that he blessed himself and the little sister helped me bless, he took small steps and rushed towards the barbarian old man.

[Ask for a monthly pass~! 】