"Alas, this broken bamboo is sturdy, you must know the ...... of the heavenly sword"

Before Sun Sheng finished speaking, the iron bamboo suddenly exploded, and the broken bamboo slices cut several scars on Sun Sheng's face, and a little blood flowed down the trend.

Sun Sheng's face darkened, gently wiped the blood off his face, the qi and blood in his body were churning, and his right hand was still trembling.

The sword almost took him an arm just now, and his external injuries had already healed, but his internal injuries, dozens of dark wounds all over his body, and even cultivation acupoints such as Tianzhong acupoint and Baimai acupoint, were almost blocked.

The blockage is easy to solve, the beast blood is fine, the essence blood of the high-level demon beast has the effect of cleansing the body, and the yuan power contained in it is enough to open up these acupuncture points.

Yuan force, that is the heaven and earth when the beginning of the existence of heaven and earth between the heaven and the earth, the warrior into the body, with the yuan auxiliary martial arts, can be cultivated into immortals, the yuan force is divided into five elements, thunder, ice, wind, martial arts.

But the secret injuries are a little more troublesome, those secret injuries are all from the half-immortal level powerhouses, and ordinary healing pills and beast blood can't work at all.

Unless it is the essence blood of the Holy Dragon of Life, or the Reincarnation Innate Pill of the Holy Pill of Life, these two things can almost be said to exist in the world.

Sun Sheng walked all the way, strayed into a jade iron bamboo forest, Sun Sheng was stunned, jade iron bamboo is a necessity for forging heavenly treasures, and its hardness is said to be comparable to the meteoric iron outside the sky.

In the area of nearly thirty acres of land, tens of thousands of jade and iron bamboos, if this is placed outside, you can buy a nine-grade inferior elixir.

There is a bamboo king in every jade and iron bamboo forest, and the bamboo king itself is a high-grade heavenly treasure, with strong spirituality and can recognize the master.

"However, this is Mo Yuzhu, although it looks similar, but in fact it is much worse, this thing can only be made of high-quality talents"

Sun Sheng saw the heresy at a glance, and there was little difference between the ink jade bamboo and the jade iron bamboo, but those who were familiar with it could still see the difference at a glance.

Although the black jade bamboo and the jade iron bamboo are both dark green bamboo bodies, but the jade iron bamboo from the bottom to the top, the eighth section, the thirteenth section, the forty sections, there will be spots, and the color and shape of the spots are infinitely similar to those broken jade, as the name of the jade iron bamboo.

However, it takes a great deal of eyesight or patience to see those things, and a cursory look at those spots seems to instinctively ignore them.

Many senior treasure connoisseurs will also plant and fight on this, so these two things are also called connoisseur bamboo, because the compulsory subjects of senior treasure connoisseurs are the two of them.

"It's a pity, the material of the ink jade bamboo is uneven, only the best ink jade bamboo ......"

Sun Sheng scratched his hair annoyingly, he didn't have time to pick one by one now, he also had a quick way, but it would aggravate his injury.

Sun Sheng took a deep breath, all the air currents around him rushed over, Sun Sheng was spitting out, and those air currents turned into small wind blades, leaving small traces on those ink jade bamboos.

"Alas...... It's all okay, huh?" Sun Sheng felt that a bamboo seemed to bounce off his wind blade, and a strange feeling welled up in his heart.

Sun Sheng speculated on its location according to the reaction of the wind blade, and Sun Sheng walked over, along the way, Sun Sheng felt the strangeness of this bamboo forest, which looked chaotic, but in fact it was indeed very connected.

The bamboo was surrounded by dozens of black jade bamboos, and if it weren't for the air flow in, it would be really hard to find.

Sun Sheng waved his hand, and the wind blade split those bamboos into pieces, Sun Sheng fixed his eyes and saw that it was a small bamboo three feet and seven feet long, the color of blood, and the patterns on it were so familiar.

"Wait...... This pattern, coupled with this layout, is a little familiar......" Sun Sheng began to recall all the evil demon formations he had seen in the Sun family's classics before, Sun Sheng's eyelids raised slightly, and the corners of his mouth twitched and said: "Amazing, the Great Array of Moving Blood Floating Slaughter Ghost Rakshasa Bamboo, Ghost Face Floating Slaughter Gate." ”

Sun Sheng instantly realized that something was wrong, this place should be a place to nourish blood, look at this three-foot-seven-long bamboo, that is to say, the person who opened the altar was at least a seven-fold guy with a holy artistic conception.

But the more so, the aura around this area has not changed in the slightest, and there is no weird feeling recorded in the book, more like an ordinary bamboo forest.

Whether it's the temperature, humidity, or even the feeling of being pricked with a bamboo stick, it's all the same

Really, Sun Sheng looked at the bamboo and smiled, and said to himself: " Eight years ago, the master of the Ghost Face Futu Gate, in order to cultivate the Dafa of the Ghost Face Futu Gate, specially selected those young virgins to be defiled, and then fed them to eat the best pills, and began to torture, a total of eighty-one strange torture tools, tortured them to death, in July of that year, a twelve-year-old boy, for no reason, killed the Futu Gate, overnight, hundreds of disciples up and down the Ghost Face Futu Gate were chopped into meat sauce, but the door master disappeared in the ghost night, on March 4 of the year before last, Wu Shura Sun Sheng killed it in the Wanshou Mountain Range, I said it right, ghost-night! How's it going?"

Sun Sheng didn't care about the assassination injury, and released all the suppressed murderous aura and the immortal-level soul power.

A ferocious shockwave directly destroyed the bamboo forest, leaving only the blood bamboo.

A wisp of green smoke came out from under the blood bamboo, forming a fierce and vicious Rakshasa in mid-air, the ghost Rakshasa yelled at Sun Sheng, Sun Sheng didn't care about it, but ran away suddenly with him on his back.

Sun Sheng grabbed a bamboo rat that was fleeing for his life, looked at him fiercely and said softly: "What are you running!

"You...... You, aren't you dead? No, no, it can't be! How could you not be dead?"

The bamboo rat actually spoke, looking at Sun Sheng's face, he was suddenly frightened, and struggled to let go, Sun Sheng's hand became tighter and tighter, and he was about to lose his breath.

Ghost Night's eyes were full of weirdness, he couldn't leave the body of this bamboo rat, could it be that he really wanted to be strangled to death by him.

"Isn't it weird? You don't really think that half-hearted illusion can deceive me?" Sun Sheng looked at Ghost Night's puzzled gaze and continued to explain: "Illusion is to put it bluntly, it is a deception, if you want to deceive others, you must first learn to deceive yourself, stupid, I don't lie to myself, you will let down your guard and let me kill your little mouse who has fallen under the soul seed?"

Only then did Ghost Night understand that with Wu Shura's eyesight, tens of thousands of bamboos, by the way, he could tell at a glance, how could he use swords and sword postures, and even, in which kind of hillbilly he entered the city, it was also to find everything he had prepared.

"Why? Why do you want to kill me? Wu Shura is not a righteous gentleman, aren't you also a ......?"

Before the words were finished, Sun Sheng directly strangled him, and by the way, his soul was forcibly torn apart by Sun Sheng, completely exterminating the Three Realms.

Sun Sheng's face was gloomy, and he walked towards the ghost rakshasa step by step, and the ghost rakshasa actually trembled, the kind of trembling that came from the depths of his soul.

"A little ghost, dare to grin at me?" Sun Sheng glared with his eyes, the absolute coercion of the superior was overwhelming, and the ghost Rakshasa lay on the ground and did not move.

Sun Sheng walked over, uprooted the blood bamboo, turned back to the ghost rakshasa and said, "Surrender or die?"

The ghost rakshasa heart was cold, I thought that the strength of the ghost face rakshasa could also walk sideways in the human world, and he was summoned by this damn array, and he was trapped for so long, not to mention, today, he was actually found by a Shura king-level Shura.

He wanted to resist, but when he remembered the big war, he still didn't dare to resist Shura.

The Ghost Rakshasa crawled over and made his own servant contract in Sun Sheng's hands, which means that Sun Sheng completely controlled his life and death.

"Looking at the appearance, it is estimated that it can be regarded as an inferior holy weapon, and it is quite handy. ”

Sun Sheng tried to wield it, his previous saber was an immortal weapon, the Qilin Closed Heaven Sword, and the sword sound could break the mountain.

Gollum ~ Gollum.

"Okay, thousands of half-immortals and dozens of true immortals didn't stump me, and then you beat me down!"

Sun Sheng patted his belly helplessly, he now has an extreme desire for food, whether it is to heal or satisfy hunger, in short, he can't starve himself.