"Bang bang."

The heart quickens in vain.

Bai Tao felt that a demon heart was nervous to die or live.

The pain is painful, standing in the formation is like encountering the pain of ten thousand Gu devouring hearts, the liquid on the lips slips down, and when you raise your hand to dip it, your hands are full of slippery.

She raised her chin slightly, took two steps forward for a leisurely walk, and smiled strangely at the yellow harm on the top of the mountain.

Huang Shen looked puzzled: "In just three moments, you are about to become a ghost under my hands, how can you still laugh." ”

"A few years ago, I let you go. It's my fault. ”

"How?"

Huang Shen touched the mask of half of his face, looked at her with one eye, and then looked left and right at the eight conjuring spirits that had been touched, patted his sleeve and said, "You are coming to collect debts." ”

Bai Tao's tone was flat: "Yes." ”

He looked at her calmly as well.

The wind passed around them, and the cold ghost fire was still blooming with the wind, enveloping a vast and tyrannical oppression, and the invisible blades struck each other, and then crackled and fell.

"I envy you."

"If I had half of your strength, I would make the whole world."

After speaking, Huang Yu turned around, and the storm on the top of the mountain was strong, blowing his clothes fluttering.

There was such a short moment, like a fairy who "neon is the clothes and the wind is the horse".

Bai Tao closed his eyes slightly, suppressing the pain around him, the wind whistling from his ears, the approaching front, under the cold moonlight.

She swept in the direction of the dry, her hand bones spread outward.

A spiritist pan was slowly pulled out by her.

The formation trembled continuously, and the ghost flame that came out of the soul conjuring pan stuck out its tongue and climbed along the hand bones, as if opening a huge mouth of the abyss, and the hand bones were instantly chewed white and jade.

At the same time, the demonic power in her body burst out, confronting the power of the Conjuring Spirit.

The pupils are heavy.

As far as the eye can see, dizziness is everywhere.

Bai Tao gritted his teeth and shot in the other direction with his blood-stained plain face.

Another trick of the Soul Pan.

Again.

The blood in her mouth spit out, and the fox tail behind her was broken, and the ghost flames were already burning all over her body, and she had to sacrifice her own cultivation to fight against it, and she stood up with the help of her bone palm, and the blood in her hair flowed down her eyes.

Tick.

Tick.

Falling on the ground, there was a cloud of green smoke.

After walking for a while, the star king Ben Ban, who was rolling in the mud and blood, woke up.

He tilted his head back and asked her in a hoarse throat, "Are you. Who? ”

Fireworks fell on her eyebrows, and the sharp pain made the fox demon's eyes appear numb.

Bai Tao's wrist hung down, blood bloomed on the bone blade, and said to him: "If we are all alive and the Qin army is still alive, you remember to lead your 100,000 army, set foot on the Wei State, and capture the King of Wei alive." ”

Wang Ben's chest rose and fell.

He tried his best to fight alongside her with his sword, but even though his muscles and bones turned white, he fell asleep uncontrollably.

The blood line is getting closer.

Like the Grim Reaper dragging the sickle of the harvest.

Bai Tao didn't need to rush to get close to the eye of the formation pressed by the Conjuring Pan.

One.

Again.

Blood spat out of his chest, his eyes blinked, and he staggered forward.

She is accustomed to fear pain, and she does not have the heroic spirit of righteousness and fearlessness, mortals are too small but so great, and the infinite world can touch each other at hand.

She loves, only loves and loves.

The world is one, and the four seas are leveled.

On the top of the mountain, Zheng Guo saw that the wind below was endless, the four fields were red, the corpses were everywhere, and the gathered yin souls went straight to the nine heavens.

The little fox alone was covered in blood and wanted to get close to the conjuring dragon, and his eyes were about to burst and he yelled: "Auntie, you can't touch it, you will die!" ”

Have you ever seen the shape of the wind?

Before she knew it, the blind girl Cui'er fell into the lush greenery at the bottom of the mountain, and the soft cushion saved her life.

While all eyes were obsessed with watching the feast in front of them, a small mortal blind girl walked into the formation, surrounded by brilliant firelight, and human heads rolling under her feet.

Follow the source of the wind, endure the pain of scorching heat and cold.

She approached the Spiritualist.

She's just a mortal in the flesh.

Just by getting closer, he was already drenched and had spent all his strength.

Her lips were dry, and she called out, "Wind, wind."

Low murmur.

It is the fetters of private grinding in the ears of lovers, and it is the expectation of Langjun in my heart.

No one answered.

The underworld and the ghosts surrounding the little fox over there surrounded them layer by layer, like dense insect eggs, and their mouths made a "ho-ho" sound, but they were afraid of the breath on the little fox's body and did not dare to approach.

Huang Yu squinted his eyes above, and his gaze finally fell on the blind girl, and he also seemed to notice the ant: "I just don't kill women." ”

As he spoke, a yellow smoke was split out of his hand, like a tail hook with a poisonous needle, about to pierce into the shadow.

Cui Niang did not react to the danger, she walked in the sea of corpses and blood, as if stepping barefoot into soft forests and meadows.

Birds murmur and the fragrance of flowers fills the air.

Standing not far away is the lover.

"Wind, Wind, Wind"

"Ho-ho."

The underworld man with the hairpin in her throat blocked the blow for her and fell to the ground with a bang. There was a lingering smell of medicine on her body, like a calm in her sleep, and the little woman covered her mouth, tears rolling down.

Have you ever seen the shape of the wind?

It gushes out of the ground like gold, and plunges people into the abyss of death.

"Wind, Wind, Wind......"

She wept and staggered, and walked gently and slowly with the wind, the cold flames tracing her silhouette and revealing the bones and blood of the mortal skin.

Without knowing the pain, he put his boiling hand on the conjuring cockle.

Then he struggled to pull it out.

Why?

Before she closed her eyes and suffered the devouring, she thought to herself: I probably want to make this world less people like her and Fenglang.

Mortals are too small but so great, and the infinite in the world can be touched.

The afterglow of the white peach's eyes reflected the scene of the woman burning the soul to ashes after pulling it out, like the last spark exploding under the sky.

She twisted her head back.

Dragging three bloody fox tails, enduring the intertwined pain of nasal exhalation, gritting his teeth and pulling out the only soul conjuring python, the coercion of the collision with the flames in his pupils was like the golden stamen of a red lotus.

It makes people prostrate.

The face of the yellow hazard standing on the top of the mountain has changed greatly.

Now that all the spirits of the eight directions are gone, the formation is scattered, and even their own strength has been greatly reduced, and the underworld people and yin souls who have broken the formation inside are like ownerless corpses, colliding, stacking, roaring, and squeezing.

The fox demon in a red robe stands in the shadows, like the phoenix emperor's nirvana, which is the only salvation in the world.

She raised her eyes, and the bottom of her eyes was cold.

With a wave of his hand, Zheng Guo's shackles fell off in an instant.

After years of tacit understanding, he instantly understood what Tao meant, and his lower limbs jumped up and jumped over to grab Huang Harm.

Huang Shen wanted to escape.

The sound of the wind behind him made him react keenly, and he pulled out his sword and was about to stab Zheng Guo back at the door.

Zheng Guo didn't dodge or dodge, swept away the sword and threw him to the ground, his sharp claws pressing against his throat, "If you don't kill women, I won't kill anyone." ”

The dead trees in the mountains have fallen one after another.

Huang Yan looked at him directly.

"All you need to do is write a clear letter."

Zheng Guo's eyes turned red for a moment, "Tell this world that Han Fei doesn't. There is no rape against a woman, he cries out for injustice, and I will do it. Let you live. ”

“.”

The dead leaves fell on his blind eyes, Huang Yu closed his eyes and opened them again, the green tendons on his neck were pulling, and his voice even carried a stubborn provocation, "Who likes to dig the root and ask the reason, compared to the Zhaozhao gentleman, the villain can be more colorful, what do you say?" ”

"Quack."

"You talk nonsense! He's a gentleman! ”

After yelling at this, Zheng Guo twisted his neck with his bare hands.

The demon pupils embedded in the beaver's white jade skin stood up, and the palm of his hand could feel the demon soul coming out of the weasel's fleshy body.

There is a cool feeling that slowly penetrates and flows in a steady stream.

It's warm, it's getting hot.

Then I salute a pot of hot wine for the monument in my heart.

When Huang was dying, the white peach at the bottom inadvertently rose, and the red butterfly coiled around the invisible axis, and circled again, depicting something on the fingertips.

From the bottom up, left and right.

Drag out strings of golden runes.

This is the Shan Tantra.

"Little guy, you have to know that it's better to be blocked." It was like a brother's voice ringing in his ears, with an ethereal spirit.

Her palms were facing each other, and she slowly pulled them apart, and the columns of clear water surrounded her and solidified into an eight-foot-long sword.

Draw the heart of the river as the handle, and cast the body with the soul.

This is the sword that was drawn and reforged - the Lulu Sword.

Bai Tao opened his eyes, stood in the air, slowly clenched the hilt of the sword, and the blade of the sword was facing forward.

It was like the sound of Hong Zhong Da Lu, in this square day, the dense ghosts covered their heads, squeezed each other, screamed, and trembled.

Fear had not yet traced the depths of their souls, and countless whirling runes clung to their backs.

Dissipated like soot.

The golden runes were still swirling, majestic like a miracle.

Bai Tao overlooked all this and flicked the sword body: "The four directions are the universe, the ancient and modern are the universe, and from now on, you will be called the universe edge." ”

With a flick of his wrist, the ditch in front of him was split, the water flowed in, and the golden rune pieces fell in.

In the night.

Runes that dissipate countless yin spirits light up a river of burning lights!

Zheng Guo, who came down and stood beside her, looked at her bloody body and bone-piercing palm, how shocking.

He took a breath of cold air, and it was useless to say more comforting words at this time, so he just looked at the golden river in front of him, and said, "Grandma, how is this." ”

"Not how."

Bai Tao wiped his face with his sleeve, and found that the more he wiped it, the dirtier it became, so he simply stopped.

Her voice was soft, but her tone was poignant, "My sword is not yet full. ”

*

It was destined to be a long night.

When Huang Yan attacked the elite of the 1,000 Qin army, the Qin army stationed outside Daliang City was still asleep after chewing the pot helmet and chewing the dried meat.

Suddenly, a gust of wind rose.

The evil door is accompanied by anger, anger is accompanied by the weirdness of fucking the fuck, and it drills into people's bones in wisps.

A steady stream of people from the underworld rushed in.

They don't know what it means to be in pain, even if they are pierced into a hedgehog all over their bodies, and their arms and fingers fall all the way, as long as their heads are still there, they can throw off their stumps and chase dogs to bite them.

Rush, climb, twist, walk, squirm.

The eyeballs also glowed with a hungry green glow.

Don't-

Don't—

Let them see the living.

The guard Dan Fan's timid ass sat on the ground, and was instantly bitten into a skeleton by the black hurricane.

The hurricane down there is a rat.

Thousands of countless rats swept by, catching a slow runner and feasting, jagged teeth.

One bite and one piece of meat.

I don't know how many skeletons will be needed to fill the bellies of these little beasts.

It turns out that the people of the underworld of Dawei not only crawl all over the ground, but also rats can eat people.

Qin Jun didn't react at first, but when he reacted, he was trembling, and the sweat all over his body instantly rained down.

Panic spread ten.

Ten to hundred, hundreds to thousand.

The first line of defense collapsed.

The black-pressed people of the underworld were like clouds that instantly shrouded here, in all directions.

The smell of corpses filled the sky, and the sound of ho-ho was endless.

"Cowering, slash! Greedy for life and afraid of the dead, kill! ”

The lieutenant general in armor said this sentence coldly after the shogunate, and the vanguard troops behind him had already lined up, raising a bronze shield in his left hand and a spear in his right hand.

"Wow! Ooh! Ooh! ”

Like a curved wall, the second line of defense is supported.

They are the first team to climb the ladder for siege and have absolutely a wealth of combat experience.

A warrior among the elite.

He had the supreme honor and the best equipment, but he was met by this man of the underworld, who was not afraid of pain, and the man of the underworld blocked the spear with flesh and blood, and piled up the bronze shield with his head, and then climbed up.

Twist your neck and open your fangs and stab into your dagger.

One after another the vanguard fell.

The adjutant general also felt anxious at this time, the survival of these elites is related to the morale of the soldiers in the rear.

Without saying a word, he pulled out the long sword at his waist, gritted his teeth and shouted: "Brothers, come on!" ”

Then, he swung forward like a fierce tiger and quickly joined the slaughter.

The soldiers in the back were a little afraid in the face of this group of ghosts, but when they saw the generals so brave, they also raised their courage and began to fight.

Damn, the old Qin went to the national disaster together.

King Wei will fix these things in the underworld, and it will be a big deal to die.

Roars and killings continued.

Under the thick ink and blood, the banners of the Qin army were blown by the cold wind, and rats squeaked and scurried under the feet of the living and the dead, looking for the wounded soldiers with weak qi.

More and more people are falling, and people in the underworld are constantly getting up.

It seemed like a nightmarish night.

The cycle of hell door opening.

Suddenly.

It was like a golden waterfall flowing down the sky, flowing to the dug ditch, and slowly flowing towards the Daliang City.

The golden runes on it were as dazzling as gold, slowly floating up from the river and towards the murderous Qin army camp.

The Qin army, who was struggling with the battle, not only did he not feel strange when he saw these strange runes, but he had a moment of it.

They vaguely saw the dawn.

A group of black-pressed underworld people, who were still attached to people like poisonous sores growing close to bones, now ended with the dance of the charm.

Even the rats were gone, the river was rustling, the trees were rustling, and there were birds and insects.

Rooster Si Chen.

The most terrifying, thrilling, and grotesque night ever experienced.

The surviving Qin army clenched their weapons tightly, and finally waited for the dawn when the glow burned a thousand flames and sprinkled the red water in the sky.

The people of Hades are no more.

"Winn. Win! Brethren, we won! ”

"The major general has dug a ditch, and we can leave here and return to our hometown after another battle."

"Win! Long live King Qin! ”

The Qin army, who survived the catastrophe, hugged each other, congratulated each other on victory, and then wept and tended to the corpses of their companions.

Last night, today and tomorrow, there was a line of joy and sadness.

The red light is long.

Even the landscape scenery was also illuminated into a red silhouette, and the white peach stood on the top of the mountain, the robe was flying, and eight tails were dragged under the hem of the robe.

It is the merit of transcending thousands of Yin Souls sent to reincarnation that has achieved her current cultivation.

Zheng Guo resisted the urge to bow his head, stood beside her and said, "Grandma, the beam was flooded, and King Wei's abacus failed. ”

Bai Tao squinted at the head of Daliang City in the distance.

*

Three months later.

The Great Wei City is collapsed and soft, a little poke is a finger depression, everywhere is slippery moss, and the slightly dark place is crawling with pungent mold.

All the grain was soaked and moldy.

Sprouted and twigs.

The Great Wei soldiers had nowhere to defend the city, so they could only hold their rusty weapons and watch all this blankly.

Like prey in a trap.

At first, he broke free violently and then died silently.

Wei Wang was surrounded by a group of manic mastiffs who smelled the danger, and he could only stand on the steps, glaring angrily at his red eyes.

In fact, he already knew in his heart that Huang Yu had failed.

But this feeling that as a mortal, I can't do anything anymore.

It made him hate it even more.

Aiqing beside her patted her thigh and cried bitterly, powerless: "King, sandalwood can be used as a wheel, but it is lost on the riverbank, and trees can be used as spokes, but it is not used in stacks. ”

"The Qin army is tyrannical, the king of Qin is a tiger and a wolf!"

King Wei pretended to scold, "Qin annihilated Han, pacified the rebellion of Shuhan, Qin destroyed Zhao, avenged old grievances, Qin annihilated Yan, it was Jing Ke who assassinated Qin, Qin is now sending troops to Wei, and the division is unknown, which is contrary to the ethics of the world!" Oh my God, the widow worships with a god mastiff, please open your eyes! Blessings to the widowed! ”

As he spoke, he drew his sword.

A sword stabbed into the mastiff's stomach.

Aiqing beside her stared in disbelief, staggered on the stone steps, and her legs were split without any image:

"King, King, this is your mastiff."

The mastiff, who usually lost a single hair and couldn't sleep at night, was assassinated like this.

When he drew his sword, the blood in the breach gushed out like a fountain of blood, spilling down the steps.

Like the guidance of the gods.

The other mastiffs trembled with fright, drooped their ears, whimpered in their mouths, and looked at Wei Wangjiao with wet eyes open.

King Wei fakely beckoned, "Good dog, come here." ”

With familiar expressions and familiar movements, the mastiffs seemed to have forgotten everything, immediately wagged their tails, and excitedly gathered around.

They are frantic because he is anxious, happy because he is happy.

"Flutter" "Flutter" "Flutter"

Sword after sword.

One after another, mastiffs were slaughtered, and blood flowed intertwined.

As long as King Wei closes his eyes and continues to beckon, this group of mastiffs will die for him without hesitation, which is what he likes most about mastiffs.

They are the most psychic animals in the world, with the purest loyalty and the most resolute courage.

They are the mastiffs.

It was a divine soldier sent down from heaven to guard his beam.

Now he's going to use their blood.

In exchange for the continuation of Liang Guozuo, their death is for honor.

The mastiff's blood was a thick dark red, tumbling down the stairs into the puddle below, solidifying into the branches and roots of trees, with fish swimming in the water.

Stir up the lines of the veil of blood that roll out like the skirt of a goddess blooming under the water.

Moisturizing things silently.

The blood flowed like a thin veil and rolled over, climbed the steps, and headed towards the fake face door of the King of Wei.

King Wei was pretended to be ecstatic: "Miracles, miracles!" The widow has finally waited for a miracle again! ”

The sweet taste of moisturizing things silently bloomed on the tip of his nose, and King Wei took a sharp breath, looking intoxicated, when the blood sand flipped and twisted on the steps and never moved again.

He smiled slowly and walked briskly down.

"Poof!"

The blood and sand rolled, like a huge mouth that swept through the waves of a thousand rivers, and swallowed the King of Wei fakely.

The water level fluctuated a few times, and then slowly decreased.

The Qin army was building a dam to block the water source. After sucking the king's qi in the tidal water, the tide of blood and sand frantically rammed through the ebb-tide Daliang Street, trying to escape as fast as possible.

"Oh? Where is the little water monster going? ”

Such a clear sound always feels that the touch is not real enough through the water.

But even the thousands of demons and monsters in the world don't want to listen to the bloodiness of this sound pressure clip.

Before the god list was opened.

The true Emperor of All Demons.