Xu Xiuzhu and Lu Yixiang looked at each other, speechless.

Even Liu Qingya's face showed a trace of doubt.

The young man who was belated, his appearance was similar to Xia Ze, his long waterfall hair was scattered behind his back, and his cheeks under his cold eyes were crisscrossed with runes, exuding a faint red shimmer. On the dark brocade robe, there was also an indescribable red beast.

On the battlefield outside Taoxi Temple, except for the sound of Xiao Suo, everyone was stunned in place, and the atmosphere did not dare to come out.

There is no other reason, just because the young man who doesn't know why is sacred, just sitting on the red demon, motionless, exuding a terrifying momentum that looks at the world and is self-respecting.

At the moment, everyone's heart is like being held tightly by their hands all the time.

Xia Ze's palm, slightly felt that the power was floating, he smiled evilly, and then burst out from the palm of his hand, and pressed Bichuluo, who had just arched his head, down heavily.

There was a sound of golden stone formation on the ground, repeated several times, and Bichuluo could not get out of Xia Ze's control as he wished, so he had to turn his head and ask with difficulty: "Three days ago, you could only fight with me, only three days, how did you cultivate such skills, who are you?" ”

"Cheap ant, how dare you talk to me in such a tone!" On the young man's face, the interlaced runes lit up with red light, and a punch fell, slamming heavily on the back of the guy.

The red fist, imprinted on Bichuluo's crimson burly body, seemed unharmed at first, and after a moment, a red ripple rippled from the middle fist.

Bili crackled, and the sound of a terrible bone crack sounded, and Bichuro wailed miserably, and the blood veins on his body, like writhing crawlies, burst out one after another, and then showed a dark purple color of blood staleness.

"Boy...... You do it...... is so heavy, aren't you really afraid that the woman in my body will also die. Bichuro's painfully twisted face turned a little pale.

"What does it have to do with me?"

Xia Ze spread his hands, and said with a sly smile: "My master may be worried about this, but I won't swallow the sky, I want to see, my master fought with the gods, and died more than 3,000 times The fist is hard, or your bones are hard." ”

"Your master? Who are you? Bichuro cried out in despair.

"I told you, don't talk to me like that. If the ants anger the monarch, they should be tortured! ”

With a light fluttering punch, Bichuluo had no chance to dodge at all, his heart was crossed, he shouted, and the ghost went out of his body and flew towards the white-faced scholar who was transformed into a tiger.

When the white-faced scholar saw the scene just now, even if he was a few feet away, he could sense how tricky the young man was, and he was naturally afraid. At the moment, Bichuro is desperate, and the dog jumps over the wall and wants to take it directly, isn't that driving someone else's mule to help him farm the land? Profit at the expense of others?

He roared angrily, and the white five fingers of his right hand turned into huge tiger claws in an instant, and viciously slapped at the Yin God that Bichuro flew by.

"Okay, you Chang Chong, when you took away my soul that day, you kept saying that you let me drive you, and now you are going back on your word, aren't you afraid of being punished by God!" Bichuluo's yin god flashed this gloomy palm, hovered in the air, and scolded.

"Tianzun, we are mutually beneficial, mutual use of the relationship, I Chang Chong finally stepped into the Seven Realms Heavenly Gate, naturally cherish the feathers. Please Tianzun see that my cultivation is not easy, and let go of my little spirit. If Tianzun is hard and insists on taking away my body, don't blame me Chang Chong for turning his face and not recognizing people, but you are the first year of junior high school, and I am the fifteenth. ”

"What an iron-clad wallgrass, I despised you earlier, but do you think I will easily let you get my soul without leaving any behind?" He sneered.

Chang Chong suddenly felt a scorching heat behind him, and the gown worn by the scholar suddenly rose up with billowing black smoke, bringing the clothes behind him into smoke and dust, and Bichu Luofa was on his back, constantly dancing.

Chang Chong's face turned pale, no matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't regain control of his body, and as soon as his mouth opened, a tiger roar that made all beasts frightened spread throughout Diancang Mountain.

In the woods, flocks of birds scattered and all sorts of small creatures began to flee for their lives.

People had to cover their mouths, noses, and ears to resist the deafening roar and the foul smell of blood. The young man in Xuanyi, with a calm expression, bent down, grabbed the collar behind the unconscious woman on the ground, and shook it at will.

The unconscious woman drew a beautiful arc in the air, and in the crowd, Li Qingshuang flew high, took a few steps on the ground on her toes, and then steadily caught the falling woman.

"Little sister!" Li Qingshuang hugged Li Mifang in her arms, and was a little worried at first, until she checked her breath and veins with the method of internal vision, and found that there was no major problem, so she was relieved.

Xia Ze, or Swallowing the Sky, finished all this, walked unhurriedly towards Chang Chong, whose pupils were white.

His pace was steady, his eyes were as cold as the winter wind of the wax moon, and in the eyes of everyone, he was like a heaven-devouring beast that fed on Kyushu in the fragments of mountains and seas, until he was getting farther and farther away, and the invisible oppression as heavy as the mountains slowly faded.

Therefore, everyone couldn't distinguish friend from foe for a while, and even if the young man repelled Bichuro with one punch, they didn't dare to come forward to help.

The Yin God of Bichuro scattered into seven cyan fireballs, burrowing into the seven orifices of the white-faced scholar. In an instant, Chang Chong's pupils lit up with cyan light, and his body, which was originally tall but a little thin, continued to bulge and expand under a burst of physical squirming.

In the blink of an eye, the man's upper body was torn by the granite-like burly flesh, and gradually, black tiger stripes spread on his chest and spread to his back. He flipped his right hand, and a demon-slaying pestle, as thick as a beam, landed in the palm of his hand.

On his back, a cyan flame gas turned into twelve rings of flames, like the sun rising and the moon setting, repeating itself.

"Imp! The temple incense accumulated before was insufficient, and I couldn't use all my strength, and today I will let you see and see, the real Eight Heat Hell! It can be regarded as making you have no regrets in this life! Bichuro roared at Xia Ze, who kept coming, and his eyes were full of contempt for the ants.

The young man in the distance, sneered, froze in place, crossed his arms around his chest, and looked like he was waiting to see.

Lu Yixiang and Xu Xiuzhu were about to step forward to help him, but they saw that Xia Ze just stretched out a palm backwards, signaling them not to come.

Bichuluo had suffered a big loss in Xia Ze's hands, so naturally he didn't dare to take it lightly, and danced the demon pestle in his hand like a whirlwind, and then shouted violently and threw it into the sky.

Within a radius of dozens of miles, a purgatory-like scorching ghost and god murderous aura rose out of thin air. In an instant, the sky was covered with black clouds, red streamers, passing through the clouds.

On the earth, everywhere you look, there are fires rising, nineteen mountains roaring, and hot magma bursting out, fire, magma, and smoke.

Under this inevitable natural disaster, the dart masters were frightened, frightened, and just wanted to flee in all directions, but suddenly found that their sides had long lost the body of the robes, and instead of them, there were hideous ghost pawns whose whole bodies were as red as red charcoal fire, holding all kinds of torture and detention, looking at themselves gloomily.

The long-haired, gray-haired, withered woman lifted the soup bowl in a gloomy manner and sang a terrible song.

The evil spirits with terrible faces echo them with machetes.

"Master! Watch out! Xu Xiuzhu took a few steps and slashed down with a sword, but the blade was pointing at his own master Lu Yixiang.

Lu Yixiang was still able to maintain a trace of clarity, and immediately took a few steps back, slashed Xu Xiuzhu behind with a hand knife, and knocked him unconscious.

He turned his head to look around, and the dart masters around him had already been reduced to the walking dead who had lost their minds in this Eight Heat Hell, facing each other with swords with the people around them.

Lu Yixiang suddenly felt a burst of heat under his feet, and when he looked down, he saw that the red magma gushing out had melted his feet. His fingers quickly struck the acupuncture points above his thighs, temporarily sealing the pain, and he put his apprentice on his shoulders, using spears instead of feet as support to stabilize his body.

Are you really going to die here today?

In the center of Taoxi Temple, on the ground, a twenty-zhang high willow tree suddenly appeared, and there was a momentum of continuous elevation, it rose from the ground, and the scattered willow branches turned into thick vines at the mouth of the bowl, spread on the ground, blocking the ground with magma flames, and then formed a large umbrella composed of vines above the head.

People began to wake up from their madness, and the seriously wounded wailed.

Thousands of rain of fire began to fall from the sky, which quickly spread over the big umbrella. The earth covered by willow branches, the magma underneath is ready to move, and Liu Qingya's face is like gold paper, and it is difficult to support.

Xuanyi fluttered, and Xia Ze's figure floated in front of Bichuluo, standing with his hands in his hands. He was outside the law phase of Liu Qingya, but the surging magma and the rain of fire that swept over him scattered like a leaf that did not touch his body.

"Eight hot hells? Compared to my karma, it's really still a little inferior. Xia Ze smiled calmly.

An indescribable strange voice sounded between the two, and in an instant, Bichuro was horrified to find that the real owner of this body, Chang Chong, was in the heart lake, and wanted to regain the body as if he was crazy.

There were two streams of blood, flowing from his nose, he raised his arms, and the flame dragon roared on the demon pestle, and the pestle was struck.

Bichuluo's expression was a little surprised, and the move that almost exhausted his strength was caught by Xia Ze with a single palm, looking at his expression, it was full of banter.

The original white-faced man's face suddenly turned into a huge tiger head, and he bit Xia Ze's neck.

But I saw him scream, and his mouth full of fangs fell to the ground.

The flame dragon on the demon pestle was scattered on Xia Ze's body little by little, and the beast pattern on the dark robe was red and bright, engulfing the flames completely, and the light was a little more vigorous.

The quaint words sounded again.

"I'm not going to say it a third time." Xia Ze said coldly.

Bichuluo's body came from him, and before his words fell, he let out a crisp bone explosion. Thousands of hard bones all over the body were broken. He was horrified in his heart, and was about to scold this tiger demon for choosing this way of burning jade to expel him.

Suddenly, his body sank, from mid-air, fell heavily, his feet hit the ground, smashed out a big pit, he wanted to get up and fight back, but found the body of the tiger demon, and worshiped his head to the ground, as if he was worshipping a king, the king of the demon clan!

Xia Ze stretched out his palm, his five fingers were like iron hooks, grabbed Bichuluo's head, lowered his head and looked down: "Good, this is a good boy." ”

The words were soft, smiling, and indeed said to the original owner of the body.

His face changed suddenly, and without any warning, he punched Bichulo, and his body fell back hundreds of feet.

With a flickering figure, he had already dodged hundreds of zhang away, and handed out a punch again, Bichuluo was no longer able to maintain the body of the Tiger Demon of the Seven Realms, and slammed down on the Buddha hall that belonged to him in Taoxi Temple.

A shocking red light fell from the sky, and then he was nailed heavily in front of the empty lotus platform. The young man, the black on the robe, like ink in the water, dissipated little by little, and finally on the white robe, only the bright red beast head remained, and the murderous aura was awe-inspiring.

Landing steadily in front of the Buddha Hall, Xia Ze strode forward, stepped heavily on the hilt of the sword, and the immobile Bichuluo and the tiger demon wailed in pain.

In one of the pupils of the white-faced scholar, the blue glaze that symbolized the soul of Bichuro had already retreated, and at this moment, the face that was not too handsome presented a completely different scene.

On one side is the despair of the tiger demon who is almost pleading, knowing that death is near; On the other side is Bichuro, who is full of death.

He Xu and the little novice Jueming, I don't know when they came to Xia Ze's back, they followed Xia Ze and walked to the front of the Buddha hall little by little.

Xia Ze's criss-crossing red runes had disappeared now, and the original murderous aura gradually calmed down, and he folded his hands on his sleeves and made a worship to the gods.

"Is it wrong?" He looked at the teal that was about to dissipate.

"A tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye, people are like this, and so are gods and Buddhas, what's wrong?" The tiger demon was lifeless and his eyes were gloomy.

"It's not that I lost to you, but I didn't beat you, what realm are you?" Bichuro breathed a sigh of relief.

"Three realms." Xia Ze replied.

"It's just the ordinary three realms?" Bichuro already has only the air out and no air intake.

"The three strongest realms in 10,000 years." The latter is breezy and breezy.

"......I see," the scholar nodded.

Jueming, who had been standing aside without saying a word, pursed his lips, his throat was a little tight, he stepped forward and choked up: "Venerable Bichuluo, my master really didn't swallow your golden body privately, it is because several of our hometowns have just suffered from locust plagues and floods, and the victims have no harvest and no food, so the master ruthlessly chiseled off the gold pieces and gave them to the local magistrate ......."

"The master said that the family does not speak, he chiseled your golden body, although he is in good intentions, but after all, it is a blasphemy against the Venerable, shameless to face the Venerable, the county government has already instructed the skilled craftsmen, and in another month will come to Taoxi Temple to help you reshape the golden body, but the master he ...... "Jue Ming cried silently.

"What does it have to do with me...... Bichuro was stunned, his mind was already bursting like thunder, and he couldn't put his hand against his temple to relieve the pain.

"Hey boy, aren't you trying to kill me? Then use the most ferocious karmic fire to kill me! His chest heaved and he shouted angrily.

Xia Ze was stunned in place, his eyes were indifferent, and He Xu held the whimpering Jueming.

For a long time, a cluster of flames burned on the white-faced scholar's body, and suddenly turned into a raging flame, strange to say, the flame was in full swing, but it only burned on the man's body; Even though the man is suffering from the pain of piercing his heart, he is full of smiles.

Buddhism pays the most attention to karma, what cause, what effect to plant.

In the flames, the cyan yin soul dissipated, leaving only the white-faced scholar who wailed in pain, rolling all over the ground, but he couldn't put out the flames all over his body.

Xia Ze patted He Xu and Jueming's shoulders, and said with a smile: "You stay here, I have some things to deal with, go and go back." ”

Then he drew out the flaming sword of the fire, extinguished the green fire with his sleeve, and walked away.

Outside Taoxi Temple, Lu Yixiang, who originally thought that he had lost his feet, was pleasantly surprised to find that his feet were intact, and the rest of the people were not so lucky.

When the cultivation is not high, it is difficult to resist, and naturally there are heavy casualties.

The spell dissipated, and Liu Qingya was able to withdraw this spell that consumed a huge amount of spiritual energy, and if she delayed a little longer, even she would have no way to return to the sky.

While everyone was immersed in the joy of the rest of their lives, the young man who had risen from the sword had already hovered over the mountain in the distance, and was unhurriedly combing his scattered long hair into a bun.

"I originally thought it was just a meat thorn in the hand, but I didn't expect things to become so tricky now, it's really unfavorable, miscalculated......" Xu Hun looked at the figure in the sky, his face full of bitterness.

"Lord Xu, he is just a martial artist of the Three Realms with strong fist intent, and he has a half-immortal soldier, so he is so high-flying. With the national strength of our Great Qi, even if we calculate him in every way, what can we do. Why should adults grow the prestige of others, destroy their own ambition, and wait for the last general to take the lead in taking down this person and solve the trouble in the hearts of adults! Du Jiangchuan knelt on one knee and bowed his hand to ask for battle.

Xu Hun was wondering if this guy's head was kicked by a donkey, but Cao Yun, who was standing on the side, also responded: "Lord Xu, as the commander of the Yisheng Army, I have no way to discipline my subordinates, and let them commit many unspeakable evil things at the border. ”

Xu Hun's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he said softly: "Okay, according to you, it's best to live, if you can't catch the living, you can survive if you're half-dead." ”

"Yes, the last general Cao Yun! We will live up to our mission! Cao Yun got Xu Hun's approval, jumped and killed Xia Ze in mid-air.

Xu Hun looked at Cao Yun, who was full of fighting spirit, sneered, turned his head and said, "Du Jiangchuan, compared to Cao Yun's pig's head, you still have some scheming and brains." This hand is playing, and it tastes like a wolf's heart and dog's lungs. ”

Du Jiangchuan fell to the ground: "The adults laughed, the villain just removed some of the miscellaneous pieces of dry rice for the adults." ”

He couldn't help but laugh secretly in his heart, this Cao Yun knew the relationship between the righteous victorious army and the Changsheng army, and the pickled behavior of the two was the same for many years, but no one was convinced.

Coincidentally, the evil things done by his subordinates were caught by him and Xu Hun, so he was naturally sincerely afraid. He previously proposed the identity of Daqi, just to boost his confidence and make him believe that Xia Ze was jealous of Daqi and would definitely not kill him.

On the other hand, he Du Jiangchuan has a heavy responsibility, as a chess piece, Xu Hun naturally won't let him fight Xia Ze seriously, but what about you Cao Yun? If I really get the first credit, then the righteous army will be imperceptibly merged into the permanent army and be under my command.

So Cao Yun, no matter what, has to go.

But he forgot the most important point, if he Xia Ze was really afraid of the majesty of the Great Qi country, then why did you win the righteous army and scatter the soldiers, and there was no life?

Sure enough, after a while, the ground in front of Xu was constantly crackling with broken limbs and blood.

There was another spherical thing, falling from the sky and rolling to Xu Hun's feet, and after a closer look, Cao Yun's head and eye sockets burst out, full of incomprehension and horror at the last moment of his life.

"It's such a big game...... Xu Hun looked at the young man above his head who shook off the blood, and pinched his sweat.

"Commander Du, raising soldiers for a thousand days is used for a while, and you need to resist him for a while." Xu Hun took two steps back, pulled his legs and ran, and his fleeing figure was like a hare, and he disappeared after a while.

"Lord Xu, I ......" Du Jiangchuan looked at Xu Hun, who fled decisively, and before he could blurt out the swear words scolding his mother, he felt a heat in front of him, and the young man put away his long sword and walked slowly.

"I surrender, the hero spares his life!" He hurriedly begged for mercy, but behind his back, he quietly accumulated innate aura and was ready to fight for his life.

The next moment, above his body, seventy-two thunderbolts sounded, Xia Ze slowly walked past him, treating him as if he was nothing, and went to chase Xu Hun.

Du Jiangchuan fell to the ground weakly, his internal organs were blown into a mess by the strength of this punch, as long as he opened his mouth, blood gushed out of his mouth.

But fortunately, his heart is shifted to the right compared to ordinary people, so the injury is not as serious as expected. Just between the rise and fall of the rabbit, Xia Ze threw seventy-two punches in a row, directly shattering the physique of his Seven Realms martial artist in a domineering and arrogant way.

How powerful is this, the Three Realms Martial Artist can kill a Seven Realm Martial Artist in a crushing manner? And he still felt that Xia Ze didn't use his full strength.

In the early years, he burned and looted in a remote area, looting a certain Danshi inventory, and let him find this life pill by chance.

This is the only chance, whether you can survive or not, resign yourself to fate.

He opened his mouth, and the blood gushing out of his mouth rushed the pill in his hand to the ground, he rummaged almost like crazy, and then stuffed the pill stained with blood cement sand on the grass into his mouth.

After a long time, he wailed and passed away.

The soldiers in ambush on the mountain, like a tide, continued to kill Xia Ze, but it seemed to be useless, Xia Ze was like entering a no-man's land, to kill one by one, just to use a fire exorcism, and then burn them to lose their armor.

In the end, he didn't even bother to use the talisman, and after an earth-shattering thunderbolt in his palm, only charred and dry bones were left around.

Xu Hun tried his best to hide his figure in the woods, this Cangshan is such a place, if he rashly takes off into the air, with Xia Ze's half-immortal soldiers, maybe he will catch up with him without a cup of tea.

He was annoyed while running, originally wanted to help Wei Yuhan protect the road and kill this country mud leg, but he never thought that this kid would not see him for a few days, and he made such rapid progress.

In a hurry, he panicked, hit his head in a soft place, and then fell on his back.

"I'm sorry!"

The plump woman on the opposite side slowly raised her head, stabbed sharp fingers and claws, and said with a gloomy smile: "It's you who are looking for!" ”