A scream sounded, and Liang Xiaoxiao's body was thrown out, and he fell heavily to the ground, his body was covered with wounds, drenched in blood, and his clothes were stained red.

He raised his head with difficulty, his face full of resentment: "How is it possible, my magic cloak is almost complete, how can you be his opponent." ”

He originally swore that he would definitely win, but who knew that when his son fell, he lost everything, not only did he end up with the destruction of his magic clothes, but he was seriously injured to the point that he couldn't even escape.

If it weren't for Song Xing's main target of attack just now, and he resisted desperately, I'm afraid he would have turned into a corpse by now.

Such an ending really made him angry, humiliated and desperate.

"By the way, what the hell was that thing just now?" Song Xing said surgingly, "You tell me where he came from, and I'll let you go." ”

"Hmph." Liang Xiaoxia sneered again and again, "Do you think I'm a fledgling chick, this kind of thing is almost the same as coaxing a three-year-old child." ”

Liang Xiaoxia knew in his heart that with Song Xing's decisive action just now, even if he told the details of the Demon Sect, Song Xing would not let him go.

"In that case, then you should die."

Song Xing's voice fell, and he stepped out, and in an instant, he came to Liang Xiaoxia and slapped his palm on Liang Xiaoxia's chest.

Liang Xiaoxia's eyes were red, and he roared angrily, and a large amount of black mist quickly emerged from his body, which quickly turned into the shape of a giant spider in the air, which was long enough to be a foot long, with hideous fangs, roaring and roaring, opening his mouth and biting at Song Xing fiercely.

Song Xing was not afraid, with a flick of his wrist, thunderbolts burst out.

The thunder and the black fog collided violently, making an astonishing sound, like a muffled thunderstorm.

As a member of the Demon Sect, Liang Xiaoxia still has several strange attack methods in addition to the magic clothes, but unfortunately because he was seriously injured and Song Xing was really strong, the only thing that could show his hand was this move to attack the enemy with the mana cultivated in his body and the spider he conjured.

This illusory monster was huge in size and powerful, but its defensive power was not as strong as the demon clothes, and it was quickly dispersed by Song Xing and turned into nothingness.

Song Xing's offensive did not decrease at all, and he once again bombarded with a punch.

Liang Xiaoxiao's body flew straight out, slid directly for a hundred meters, and hit the tethered horse stone at the end of the street, and was forced to stop.

Liang Xiaoxia was lying on the ground, red blood overflowing from the corners of his mouth, his face was as pale as paper, his breath was sluggish, his eyes were dark, and his life seemed to be hanging by a thread.

His body was covered with dense scars, shocking, and flesh and blood.

However, Liang Xiaoxia still did not surrender, his face was full of resentment: "Song Xing, you don't want to force anything out of my mouth." ”

"Hehe, have you really figured it out?" Song Xing smiled indifferently, the Blood River Sword in his hand was slowly raised, the sharp blade pointed at Liang to cool off, and his cold tone carried endless threats and indifference: "Since you are so loyal to the Power Gang, then go to the underworld to be loyal!" ”

When Liang Xiaoxia heard this, he looked up to the sky and laughed, and said sarcastically: "Song Xing, don't you think that you can sit back and relax if you can escape our pursuit, no one can escape the pursuit order of the Power Gang." ”

Song Xing raised his eyebrows: "I'm waiting for Li Shenzhou to come to the door to kill me in person." ”

Liang Xiaoxia said, "It won't be long before the Power Gang will find you, and then crush you to ashes, not only that, but none of the people related to you will survive, offend the Power Gang, and there will never be a place for you in this world!" ”

"There's a lot of nonsense," At this moment, Song Xing suddenly reached out and pinched Liang Xiaoxiao's neck.

He sketched lightly, and threw it to the side casually, Liang Xiaoxia was thrown to the tethered horse stone next to him, and there were a few crisp sounds from Kacha, his head hit the trunk of the tree, his eyes were round, his whole body twitched for a while, and a large amount of black mist came out of his body, and then he lost his breath.

Song Xing didn't even look at him, walked to the place filled with black mist, stretched out his hand to grab it, and took out a secret book from Liang Xiaoxia's body.

He was very interested in Liang Xiaoxiao's practice of cultivating evil arts.

After all, this kind of evil and weird martial arts can be described as unique and rare in the rivers and lakes.

He guessed correctly, Liang Xiaoxia really carried a secret book with him, and in addition, Song Xing also searched for a thin stone compass in his arms.

The stone plate was extremely light, as thin as a cicada's wing, and seemed to be polished from a transparent stone block with a few lines of text and a picture scroll carved on it.

Song Xing flipped through the cheats in his hand and couldn't help frowning.

This exercise is not a righteous path exercise, and the content recorded in it is full of evil and vicious aura, and if you are not careful, you will go astray, go mad, and become a demonic demon, and everyone shouts and beats you.

The most important thing is that cultivating this hell disguise diagram will eventually allow oneself to enter the demon path as well, and train the body that originally belonged to a human being to be like a monster, neither human nor demon, weird and evil.

Although he longed for the Dao Law Cultivation Secret Book, Song Xing still disdained such evil skills, threw the secret book aside, and set his eyes on the stone plate.

He stretched out his index finger and pointed it at the center of the stone, and the stone plate glowed with a faint fluorescence, and the engraved picture on it became a little clearer.

The picture depicts a man sitting cross-legged on a large altar.

The man was tall and burly, with a dark and rough face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a towering nose, wearing dark armor, a jade belt around his waist, and a long knife on his back, exuding a cold and domineering aura.

"Huh?" Song Xing looked at the diagram, his brows gradually furrowed, "Why is this diagram somewhat familiar?" ”

Suddenly, he was stunned and blurted out, "This is ...... Soldier Master Chiyou? ”

Chi You is the ancestor of the Jiuli tribe in southern Xinjiang, the biggest opponent of Emperor Yan and the Yellow Emperor, and the records of Chi You in later generations are all clear and obscure.

"Emperor's Tour? The Tomb Record" records: "The Yellow Emperor and Chiyou fought in the field of Zhuolu, the Yellow Emperor killed him, and his body was in a different place, so he was not buried." ”

As for how the Yellow Emperor defeated Chi You back then, he also passed by with the help of the mandate of heaven.

"The Narrative of Differences (I)" records: "Chi You's ears and temples are like swords and halberds, and his head has horns, fighting with Xuanyuan, and he is a bull with horns, and people can't go to him." ”

It is also the demonization of Chiyou, and only in later generations will it gradually correct the name of Chiyou, and it will be respected as one of the three ancestors of Chinese civilization together with the two emperors of Yan and Huang.

"Could it be that these demonic techniques are passed down from the hands of the ancient Chiyou?" Song Xing muttered to himself in a low voice, his face solemn.

Since ancient times, there have been many witch Gu in southern Xinjiang, and the poison of the witch Gu in his body, Ye Aichan has spent twenty years of hard work, but it has not been lifted, so you can imagine its weird and evil place.

And Chi You, as the ancestor of Miao Jiang, the exercises he passed down are definitely the top magic methods in the world.

Thinking of this, Song Xing took out two copper coins, and a strange fluctuation emanated, and immediately the two copper coins flew out, accurately landed on the stone plate, and fixed in the center of the stone plate.

In the next second, the scene on the stele changed suddenly, the heaven and the earth seemed to be reversed, the sun and the moon were reincarnated, the mountains and rivers were changing rapidly, and finally when the picture was frozen, a huge void appeared on the stele.

The void was deep and dark, pitch black, like a huge whirlpool, and in the center of the whirlpool, a huge stone tablet floated.

When Song Xing cautiously approached his consciousness to the stone tablet, it was as if he had encountered a huge spiritual storm, and the terrifying power raged in the void, bounce his consciousness out of the ground.