This went on for a long time before it slowly subsided. And Zitong doesn't know Weishenme, although he is the owner of this thing, but now he doesn't know any information except for the ability to transfigulate, and he can only roughly think that this is the remnant treasure that the old man of Destiny said.

But it still doesn't prove anything. But green oranges are very different.

Qingcheng saw the black gas on his brother's body, and suddenly stopped struggling, but suddenly fell silent, silently, a tear slipped down his eyes, this strong girl, even if she was banned for two months, even if she was anxious about Zitong's life, even if she begged her brother, she never shed tears.

However, when he saw the tumbling demonic qi of Qinglin, he couldn't stop tears and slipped quietly. That's because she knows that the brother in front of her is no longer the brother who loves her, and in a way, he has become another person.

No one knew what the opportunities of their entire team were in the space, and everyone who saw Qinglin's demonic energy, including Zitong, didn't know what Qinglin's demonic qi meant, but there was always an exception to everything, and Qingcheng was that exception.

After she entered the nine-colored space, the first Yujian was Zi Lao, and then accompanied by Zi Lao, she found a corpse by chance, and the corpse had a bracelet on its wrist, Zi Lao asked Qingcheng to take the bracelet, originally Qingcheng was reluctant to use the deceased's things, but after Zi Lao said that it might be a storage bracelet, Qingcheng no longer had a mustard, and put it on his hand.

At the same time, look at what's inside. Something is quite a few. There are spars. There were books, scrolls, and the like, but the only thing that caught Orange's attention was a black object, and he couldn't see what was inside, only a viscous liquid wrapped in it.

Qingcheng was curious, so he took this out and showed it to Zi Lao, wanting to get some information, but Zi Lao's face changed greatly after seeing this. Hurriedly asked Qingcheng to put this thing back in the bracelet, Qingcheng agreed, but the curiosity about this thing, and finally under her entanglement, Zi Lao told the truth.

I don't know how long ago, on this continent, it was still a prosperous scene, with all kinds of Taoist academies, and almost all human beings with some talents had to worship a Taoist academy to practice occult arts. Even if you can't practice, you have to learn some etiquette and so on.

However. This quiet life was suddenly shattered by a major event that brought disaster to the world.

On that day, I practiced and practiced the Tao as always. Suddenly, the entire sky suddenly darkened, and then countless black water scattered, accompanied by a cold and dark scream, and all kinds of strangely shaped demons fell from the sky.

They were surrounded by demonic energy, constantly rolling, and everywhere they went was desolate, at this time, powerful people between heaven and earth naturally appeared one after another, slaying demons to protect their families.

But the number of demons is too much, and it is constantly replenished, and even the strength of some big devils is no less than our strong man, after a long battle, it is finally the old man of the Mandate of Heaven who activated the illusory annual ring of the Dao technique with his life, and directly stripped us from the original shijie, and the biggest demon was suppressed here.

After speaking, Zi Lao pointed to the ground under his feet, at this time, Qingcheng was already terrified, she never expected that her shijie would have such a legendary experience.

And the black liquid just now, as far as I know, is what often flows from the bodies of those demons, as if it is used to protect something.

Qingcheng's heart was shocked, but he also had a deeper understanding of that viscous liquid. At this time, I saw the demonic energy coming out of my brother's body, which was fundamentally different from ordinary demonic skills, but few people could detect the difference, which was also because Qingcheng had been exposed to it to understand the difference.

Thinking about the before and after of the real thing, there is no doubt that Qingcheng has guessed the truth of the matter, but the only person who understands the truth is now unable to speak and move.

On a level, this is undoubtedly a huge irony.

Bang bang!

Zitong held a bloody spear and fought with the three of Qinglin. But there is no trace of falling into the downwind. In the entire huge space, only the figures of these four people kept flying, which was extremely lively, while the rest of the people all made enough space and did not interfere in the slightest.

No one noticed that not far from the battle between Zitong and Qinglin, a thin old man's hand holding the knife suddenly tightened, but he had some scruples in his heart, and let go of the fingers holding the knife. This slight movement was not noticed by anyone, and on this occasion, there were some movements that were no different.

Bang bang bang!

Zitong kicked out three times in a row, kicking the three of Qinglin back a little, and suddenly remembered something, and asked, "Where is Brother Zhuang? Why isn't he here?"

Qinglin and the three of them didn't expect that Mu Zitong was so difficult to deal with now, and after fighting for so long, he hadn't won it yet, and he was steadily suppressing the three of them with the strength of one person, although there was some affection in it, but this strength should not be underestimated.

Hearing Zitong's question, the three of them looked at each other, and finally focused their attention on Qinglin's head, Qinglin's brows frowned slightly, and he didn't know whether he was unhappy with Mu Zitong or disliked Qi Zhuang's matter, but said coldly: "He doesn't want to deal with you, and he doesn't want to see us fight, so he left." ”

It's still the same rhetoric, and the tone is the same.

"Oh, that's it!" Zitong's eyes flashed with a hint of realization, and he didn't suspect anything else.

"You have to be careful now, we're going to come for real!" Qinglin felt the pressure of Sun Tianyang's breath, his face changed, and he suddenly said.

Sister Qingcheng is still in his hands, and he is controlled by others, so he has to do it according to Sun Tianyang's wishes.

As soon as the words fell, Qinglin's demonic qi suddenly trembled, and a low roar roared directly from his throat: "Demon Change!"

Boom -

Suddenly, Qinglin's body suddenly rose a few points, and his originally loose clothes suddenly became tight, and his figure suddenly swelled a little.

Roar!

A crazy roar, followed by an overwhelming demonic aura swept the audience, and it suddenly became dark within a dozen zhang, and the original noon sun actually became a lot more cloudy at this moment because of Qinglin's move, and the tumbling demonic qi also blocked the sight of some people.

Dangdangdang!

There was a sound of Jin Ge's fighting, but it was the bloody spear and Qinglin's sword that came into close contact. Suddenly, in some dark demonic energy, a series of sparks burst out, Zitong naturally has the assistance of spiritual sense, and is not afraid of darkness, Qinglin, as the initiator, is naturally not affected by these things, but under the shroud of demonic energy, his cultivation has improved a lot.

Bang!

In order to reduce some pressure, Zitong deliberately used some strength, not to mention serious injuries, at least he temporarily lost the courage to fight.

However, just when Zitong wanted to attack Qinglin, a heart-rending cry suddenly came from his ears: "Brother!"

"Huh?" Zitong was stunned for a moment, and was accidentally carried by Qinglin's foot in the lower abdomen, and flew away upside down under the grinning face.

"That's not right!" Zi Tong's heart was still recalling the heart-wrenching cry, as he suddenly noticed something different.

"Mu Zitong, you really didn't show mercy and killed my brother! I'll fight with you!" suddenly a loud roar sounded.

"Not good!" Zitong suddenly understood, and when he was about to say something, he suddenly felt a chill behind him, and a feeling of being targeted by a snake spontaneously appeared.

"Hidden Blade!" "Hidden Blade!" He didn't have to look back, he knew that it must be a weak Hidden Blade that gave him this feeling, and it was a strong blow, he didn't dare to slack off, and suddenly his figure twisted strangely, with his waist as the center, and his lower body did not move, but his upper body was reversed, and the blood weeping was suddenly on the hilt of the opponent's sword.

This kind of twisting attack is probably only possible for Zitong, and the ice body has no effect on it.

While!

With a crisp sound, the crisis was solved, Zitong hurriedly opened his mouth, and said: "Victory and weakness, you listen to me..."

However, before he finished speaking, the Qinglin in the rear was attacking, his demonic sword, Zitong really didn't dare to relax, if it weren't for his marksmanship, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to take down these people with blood crying at this time.

And what he wanted to explain, he didn't have a chance to explain at all.

The three figures tossed and turned, constantly churning, and new injuries constantly appeared, Shengqiang died, died inexplicably, and no one noticed the extremely thin needle in Sun Tianyang's hand, nor did they notice the cold arc set off by the corner of his mouth.

But Shengqiao and Qinglin directly thought that Shengqiang was killed by Zitong, and there was no reason, so the two of them fought more and more desperately, and the more they fought, the more angry they became.

Gradually, Zitong also discovered that the person who secretly prompted all this seemed to want this situation, and he had no chance to explain it at all, even if he explained it, would they still believe it?

His strength can not be made up for by Qinglin by relying on his magic skills, even if he can't add victory or weakness.

Swish!

After dodging Qinglin's attack, Zitong suddenly reversed his body, and a backstab directly stabbed at Shengqiao's left shoulder, he wanted to abolish Shengqiao's arm first, and then it would be much easier to deal with Qinglin.

Snort-

However, just when Zitong's bloody weep stabbed straight into Shengqiao's shoulder, and there was still a millimeter away, he suddenly heard a very slight sound of breaking the air, and then he felt the tip of his spear crooked, and stabbed at Shengweak's heart.

(To be continued......

PS: "Appear" is supplement 3