Hmmm——!

In the continuous wind and rain curtain, the sound of breaking the air sounded one after another.

Suddenly, a group of black-clothed people in the sloping ground jumped up from the lush grass and marshes, and the moment the qi machine shone, they attacked and killed Chu Weiyang, the place where the group was.

Far away, the shouting and killing sound was still hazy and vague in the isolation of the wind and rain curtain, the two groups of people had not yet met each other, and no one had really died in the upcoming life-and-death battle, and a strange and stale smell of blood followed the wind.

Rao has been stationed in Dao City for about a month, and many people have smelled such a pungent smell for the first time, as if the fresh bloody breath on the original city began to ferment after being hidden by Haosheng, and then after fermentation, it was exposed to wind and rain erosion, and finally completely stale and deteriorated.

As soon as the time came, someone in the crowd was holding on to the smell, grinning, almost as if they wanted to faint.

However, Chu Weiyang, who was at the forefront, was different, he had used the secret method to refine the souls of the old monsters of the Mo family in the Hundred Snake Islands, seized their long-standing memories, and truly mastered the cultivation method and knowledge of the Blood Demon Dao.

This unpleasant stench is a very special kind of monks who belong to the Blood Demon Dao, and the demon veins they originally refined were very inferior and mixed, and then in the long-term cultivation, the demon veins refined into the body also changed with time and the human body, and the only remaining demon vein aura was dissipated little by little.

This is not a common thing, and it is a disadvantage that is unique to some of the Blood Evil Dao methods.

It is clear that because of the demon vein, he took a shortcut and stopped at a certain realm, but he turned his head, but because of the depletion of the demon vein, the original cultivation and the abundance of qi and blood have become a vain castle in the air.

The fishy breath was the manifestation that the method belonging to the Blood Demon Dao began to erode its own bloodlines, viscera, and bone marrow in order to continuously maintain its original realm.

Unless, these people can get the demon vein refining again, to stop this backlash, to re-teach their cultivation realm to be true, and even with the refining of higher-grade demon veins, to teach their cultivation realm to go further.

In just the lightning and fire, Chu Weiyang had already seen these people clearly.

This is a real outlaw whose life hangs on the line, and a fierce bandit who really wants a "demon" from the heart!

A vicious battle seems inevitable.

Gradually, the crowd was getting closer, at least to teach people to see the exact shape of their bodies in the haze.

At the same time, Chu Weiyang's voice sounded, and in the hoarseness, it was as calm as usual, even empty.

"Meet the enemy! Slash the enemy! Kill ——!"

When the words fell, Chu Weiyang didn't wait for the cultivators to react, and had already stepped out first.

In an instant, Chu Weiyang seemed to be stepping on a splashing mud and broke into the steaming world alone.

The robe was raised, and then after being contaminated with wet moisture, it cut through the curtain of wind and rain, making a heavy sound.

At first glance, Chu Weiyang's footsteps were snapped one by one, his body seemed to be shaking, and his feet stepped in the muddy water, jumping out of a straight line.

This is the body of Yu Bu alone, but Yu Bu has never been so fast in the change.

When he looked closely, in the splashing mud, as Chu Weiyang's every step fell, a turquoise aura flashed on the soles of his feet, so between the bright light, Chu Weiyang's figure was faster than a breath, and finally pulled out a series of overlapping phantoms in the hazy smoke and rain.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths!

Suddenly, Chu Weiyang immediately arrived in front of the bloody Dao monk who was the leader.

At a glance, that person seemed to be the leader of this group of outlaws, and it seemed to be the person with the highest cultivation among them, and the qi machine of the whole body rushed into the sky, as if he was at the peak of the qi refining period, but perhaps because of the depletion of the demon veins in the body, the cultivation realm was uncertain, but instead taught the qi machine to appear hazy in the smoke and rain.

But to grab people first, you need to kill with one blow!

As soon as he thought of this, Chu Weiyang was instantaneous

After one step down, he changed his body shape, and the T-shaped step was buckled, still stepping on the blue aura, but the body shape was no longer straight and fierce, and the waist and abdomen were forced, driving the whole body to rotate.

Between the electric light and stone fire, there is almost a complete rain curtain, with the oil-paper umbrella thrown out, cutting in all directions, and then attracting the water vapor in all directions, and suddenly a series of black arrows are intertwined into a dense net, turning the spiritual light, secretly merging the nine palaces, running the gossip, and turning into yin and yang.

At the same time, the leader suddenly froze in place, because at the moment when Chu Weiyang's figure swirled, the black arrows in the sky were entangled, and as Chu Weiyang's wide sleeve robe was raised, at a glance, a bright yellow alchemy round mirror appeared in the person's eyes.

It's just that this glimpse, that bright yellow mirror light can no longer dissipate.

It seems that it is the aura that hangs in the eye waves, and it seems that the charm contained in it, the harmony and condensation on it are the pupils themselves.

So, the years froze, and that flash became extremely long as the mind and thoughts swelled boundlessly.

Immediately after, a laughter that was completely different from Chu Weiyang's hoarse voice echoed, and at first glance, it seemed to be mixed with the whirlwind of the yin wind, mixed with the coldness of some kind of gold and stone friction.

Then, in the midst of the laughter, the hazy and vague soul voice suddenly spoke eagerly, as if talking to someone close to him.

"Senior brother! According to what you said, you are performing the secret technique of the wedding dress, and you are practicing the secret method of the secret method, and the qi machine has been reflected in the mind of this fang! Next, you can do everything you can to do it!"

Then, it was Chu Weiyang's flat voice that fell.

"Okay, Asahi ...... Senior brother, you are really mentally unstable, and you will cultivate it in the mirror first, and the rest will be handed over to Senior Brother!"

Immediately afterward, the laughter became more cheerful and cheerful.

"Good!"

So, when the words fell, the original hanging in the mind, the formless and phaseless qi, suddenly condensed into the appearance of a bright yellow round mirror, and then, the tadpole text on it was revealed, at first it was extremely blurry, and then overlapped each other, and then turned into a real dot.

The dot dissipated its bright yellow color, and when you look closely, it looks like a long passage has opened in the deep and dark, and the other end of the passage that seems to be virtual and real seems to be a ghost, as if it is an endless underworld.

In a trance, the man was thinking like this, and in an instant, an immeasurable light shone out from that point, as if the sea of stars was hanging upside down, as if it was the Milky Way pouring up.

In the next moment, every point turned into a torrent of disturbing memories, washing towards this person's mind.

In that memory, there are the scenes of the open sea, day after day, year after year, the wind, the huge waves, the whirlpools, the turbulence, the ordinary and boring memories of all the open seas.

In the torrent, there are bizarre pictures, there are people riding leopards and shouting "Fellow Daoists, please stay", there are people standing in the air, ten thousand swords hanging in the air and shouting "Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs", and there are people who are hoarse and vow "Don't bully the poor youth......

What's more, there are some shocking sentences written in the treacherous texts, teaching him to guess what the unsatisfactory high school grades are; The complete and clear images also shocked and frightened him, some red-haired and blue-eyed humanoid ghosts spoke some unfamiliar words, and there were purple-colored demons smiling and snapping their fingers......

and frightened, until the endless torrent of memories intertwined, turning into a vast ocean pouring towards this person's heart, the originally swollen mind and thoughts, just like this, little by little by the torrent and the ocean.

He is clearly alive and well, but this momentary long and brief change has taught him to be unable to distinguish which memory is true or false, and which memory is truly his own.

Is he the boy, or the leopard, or the river that spans thirty years.

So, this flesh and blood body, in front of Chu Weiyang's eyes, turned into a clay stone sculpture in the midst of the smoke and rain, standing there, and did not move.

Now, there's no longer even a need for any elaborate operations.

One after another black arrows broke through the air, and in an instant, they pierced through the vital points of this person's body, and the whole body was life-pointed!

At the pierced Eyebrow Mud Pill Palace, a dim glow followed the turn of the black arrow, and quietly disappeared into Chu Weiyang's sleeve robe.

In the next moment, the man's corpse fell straight back, splashing a large area of mud, and it really exuded some vivid bloody breath.

As for this moment, there are even some bloody Dao cultivators, and before they can really fight with the monks who are guarding this trip, Chu Weiyang has taken the lead in separating life and death.

So, the oil-paper umbrella suddenly stopped moving in place, and in the muddy Shura field where there were shouts of killing and bloody gas, Chu Weiyang was half-bent over to himself, and after rummaging through the body of the bloody Dao cultivator, he picked up a Qiankun bag, held it in his hand, and didn't look at it, but went straight into his arms, and then turned around as if no one was around, and guarded the side of the Nadan master with a group of monks who had never moved inside.

It's just that bloody qi, the one who wanders in the mud as if there is no one around, the kind of observation and indifference that originates from the heart, but it is more and more teaching Chu Weiyang's qi, and this wind and rain, and the people in this wind and rain, seem incompatible.

After a long time, the fighting ended.

In the muddy ground below, a little dark red blood halo dispersed, and when you looked closely, the corpses lying on the ground were all bloody cultivators, but there were still a few guard monks who fell to the ground.

Skills are not as good as people, which is also a common thing.

After the killing, Xu is shouting and killing just now, at this moment, everyone was silent, looking at Chu Weiyang who was standing in place.

So, while the cultivators were watching, Chu Weiyang turned the Qiankun bag out of his arms again, and the strong mana almost instantly refined the prohibition on it, and then when Chu Weiyang turned his hand again, a blood-colored jade slip was pinched in the palm of his hand.

"The road is led by the poor road, but they have gambled on us right, there must be an explanation for this matter, otherwise many people will die for it all the way!"