Ghost Cao is in the black robe of the dragon boy.

The place where he stood was the only place in the entire Lishan that remained dark.

Looking at the huge lotus flower in the sky, Ghost Cao murmured: "The Dao Gate has the Pure Heart Lotus, the Buddha Gate has the Golden Lotus, and the person who can transform the lotus with sword intent, the person who cultivates the Dao Sword is really a great figure in this world." ”

Feeling the sense of oppression falling from the sky, Oni Cao suddenly opened his eyes.

The next moment.

On the vast mountainside, a cloudy wind arose, and then rolled up a few dead leaves on the ground.

Suddenly, the dead leaves turned into extremely fine particles and flew away with the yin wind.

At the limit of what the eye could see, a black line appeared out of thin air.

The black wire connected to the ghost Cao, and the other end was connected to the demon bell, and the bell that was originally quietly suspended made a trembling bell.

Then Ghost Cao pulled the black line slightly.

In front of the demon bell, a series of terrifying virtual images turned out of the bell sounded.

There are demon beasts, people, demons, and countless white bones.

If it is said that Shen Yu came out with the Dao Imperial Sword, it represents light, like a god descending into the world, with an awe-inspiring and awe-inspiring atmosphere.

Oni Cao's blow is the other side.

Dark, eerie, and terrifying.

Black and white are always opposites, just as the right path and the devil's path are not opposed.

Looking at the two black and white terrifying auras coming towards each other, Yang Paner's eyes in the distance were full of worry.

She felt the death in the black air, but not the life in the white light.

The green bird fluttered its wings and roared.

seemed to be extremely excited about the next battle, but soon heard a subtle voice, so he helplessly lowered his head and flew to Yang Pan'er to protect her.

Obviously, this is Shen Yu's voice.

In the sky, at the top of the Pure Heart Lotus, the Qingxuan Sword hangs high.

The next moment, Shen Yu appeared in front of the demon bell, and then punched out.

Immediately afterwards, the lotus flower also collided with the virtual image that the bell had turned into.

The sound of tearing and pulling rang out.

The black images shattered suddenly, and then turned into clouds of smoke and drifted towards the sky.

On the other side, Shen Yu's fist had also hit the Demon Suppression Bell, without any Dao Technique, Sword Intent, or even an ordinary move, it was like a random punch.

A crack appeared in the body of the rare demon suppression bell in the world, and the next moment, the crack began to disperse in all directions like a spider web.

Syllable!

The sound of artifacts shattering rang out.

There was no warning.

Countless huge spiritual qi between heaven and earth suddenly exploded.

Shen Yu's figure was slight, his long black hair fluttered back, and some slight cracks appeared in the green shirt on his body.

That's because of the shock caused by the explosion of this spiritual treasure, the aura blasted countless fragments open, and Shen Yu's green shirt rubbed against those fragments, and then was torn.

Roar!

A terrifying roar rang out from the center of the explosion.

Ghost Cao's whole body couldn't help but retreat, and there was a deep footprint on the hard ground, and he slapped a palm with his right hand behind him, and a burst of smoke and dust billowed down, and I don't know how many trees and cliffs fell, and he barely stopped his body.

He didn't bother to check his injuries and looked up at the sky.

There, a huge beast nested in the air, staring at itself viciously.

Ghost car spirits.

It is also the instrument spirit of the demon bell.

It was the ancestors of the Yin family who spent hundreds of years collecting countless precious materials in the world, and found ancient beasts and ghost cars in the extreme west, that they were truly refined.

The ghostly beast.

With the strength of the Yin family, it can't be done.

It was the three Cao Lings of Qianchuan who came out together, and invited out the divine beast, so that the ghost car was killed.

And now, this magic weapon, which is second only to the Heavenly Ring, and even stronger than that spirit treasure in some aspects, was smashed with his fists like this.

There was a look of disbelief in Oni Cao's eyes.

How is this possible.

But the fact is that the Dao Sect disciple did just punch like this, scattering the Demon Suppression Bell and releasing the machine spirit.

The realm of one's own pride, in front of that person, seems to be a joke.

The gap between a great realm is impossible for ordinary people, even between casual cultivators and disciples of the Holy Land.

Shen Yu crossed this threshold lightly.

There was a trace of indescribable palpitations in Ghost Cao's heart, what kind of existence was that person?

...

Shen Yu didn't continue to make a move, his eyes fell on the ghost car, calmly feeling its anger.

Three thousand years ago, Taixuan met this guy for the first time, he was very spirited, and he was going to fight.

Compared to the immortal and immortal body of the Demon Ancestor, the ancient beast of the Ghost Car has another talent.

That is to manipulate the wind and rain between heaven and earth, and there is even an extremely weird supernatural power, which can unconsciously manipulate the sea of consciousness of others.

So, the wind and rain are combined, and the ghost car is self-righteous.

Taixuan slapped its soul out, then pinched it in his hand, and ignored no matter how it wailed.

In the entire spiritual wilderness, what kind of wind and rain can fall on Taixuan, and who has a sea of knowledge that is even bigger than him.

But in the end, Taixuan didn't kill the ghost car.

The latter was also very sensible and took out some ancestral monkey wine.

That wine did Taixuan a small favor.

Three thousand years later, the result of this glass of wine is the rebirth of the ghost car.

If it is trapped by the Demon Bell, after countless years, it will eventually lose consciousness and become a puppet of other people, only killing.

The corners of Shen Yu's mouth moved slightly, and an extremely profound syllable sounded out.

The ghost car spirit in mid-air began to gradually calm down, and the originally cloudy eyes became clear.

Its gaze fell on the Qingluan bird, which looked up to the sky and roared, excited.

Then it was like a sidewalk, and it came to the body of Ghost Cao.

Roar!

As if the memory of the dead reappeared, the ghost car roared wildly, and the next moment, the whole body rushed towards the ghost Cao.

The corner of Ghost Cao's mouth sneered, the black robe floated lightly, rolled up a black mist, turned into a black shadow, and greeted him.

There are countless ghosts in the shadows.

After colliding with the ghost car spirit, it frantically tore its body, and countless fists were punched out one after another.

The ghost car roared.

Ignoring the spirit all over his body, the huge head stared at a place in the darkness, and then opened its huge mouth and bit it down.

Shen Yu's face was expressionless, and his figure slowly fell.

The entire Lishan Mountain has been wrapped in black fog, and it is impossible to see the ghost of the ghost car and the shadow of the ghost Cao.

All you can hear is the sound of countless roars and gusts of yin wind, and the blood is soaring to the sky.

The air wave swept through countless gravel stumps and hit the mountain wall, making a crackling sound, which was very oozing to hear.

An ancient beast that has lost its body.

A ghost monk with a fairyland cultivation.

The feud between the two involves countless years of grudges, which can only be ended by life and death.

Shen Yu didn't make a move, just quietly watched the battle over there.

This is not a battle that belongs to him, and finding the person behind the Nine Shadows is his business.

The person who died in the blood rain has become a member of the Nine Shadows, so the next thing he has to do is to establish a force that belongs to the Nine Shadows.

Only forces can maintain balance.