In the ruined temple, the old man who had been closing his eyes suddenly opened his eyes, looked in the direction of the Twenty-Mile Bridge, and ordered: "The arrangement we left behind has been broken, you go to take a look, if you can make a move, you will invite the Zhou girl back, if you can't make a move, you will return to think about it in the long run." ”

There were a group of Soap Pavilion Sect disciples standing around him, and the first one was the one who led the crowd to retreat at the ferry, and after hearing this, he couldn't help but be stunned, and asked, "Deputy Hall Master, according to reason, those Xuannu Sect disciples don't have such means. ”

The old man's eyes were deep, but he had no focus, as if he had crossed a long distance and saw the Twenty-Mile Bridge. The other Soap Pavilion Sect disciples could only see the walls of the ruined temple.

The old man said slowly: "Isn't there another Qingluanwei of unknown origin? ”

The leader nodded, and with a wave of his hand, he was about to leave the broken temple with many disciples of the Soap Pavilion Sect and head towards the Twenty-Mile Bridge.

At this moment, a chuckle was suddenly heard, and the Soap Pavilion Sect disciple who was walking in front fell forward without any warning, and a Soap Pavilion Sect disciple who was following him hurriedly reached out to help, but saw that this person was already bleeding from seven orifices, and he was not alive. But the strange thing is that there is no damage on his body, and there is no damage to the mask and robe.

The change occurred suddenly, and although the rest of the Soap Pavilion Sect disciples were not panicked, they scattered and formed a formation, waiting for the battle. After the destruction of the Soap Pavilion Sect that year, from the sect master down, the ten elders, and the sixty-four altar masters all died in battle. Now that it has been rebuilt, it has been strictly restricted by the earth masters, so in addition to the old man in Tibet, there is only one great master of the Heavenly and Human Realm, and the powerful puppets such as the "Ten Thousand Corpses Mighty Venerable", "Netherworld Nine Yin Venerable", and "Asura" cannot be refined, and in terms of strength, they can only rank fourth among the five sects in the northwest. However, after the earth master decided to make a move, he lifted all kinds of restrictions of the Soap Pavilion Sect, in addition to refining the "Ten Thousand Corpses Mighty Venerable" and the "Netherworld Nine Yin Venerable", the Soap Pavilion Sect also began to absorb a large number of low-level disciples and refine all kinds of ordinary ghost things that act as cannon fodder, and now it has begun to bear fruit.

The reason why the hundred ghosts of the Soap Pavilion Sect were famous in the rivers and lakes back then was because these more than 100 people were planted with some kind of yin soul in their bodies, so they got some peculiarities, and some even refined their bodies into the bodies of living corpses in order to be physically tough. For example, there is a ghost named Bloody Hand Ghost, which refines his left hand into a huge ghost claw, and uses it as a weapon, which has both fist skills, palm techniques, and fingering techniques, which is very mysterious.

These disciples of the Soap Pavilion Sect have all been planted with Yin Souls, and their minds are like iron, they are not alarmed in times of chaos, and they are not afraid of death. But at this time, it was different, because they felt a coercion from the depths of their souls, as if they had met a nemesis predator, and like a rabbit meeting a lion, it was difficult to rise up the idea of resistance.

At this moment, I suddenly heard the sound of silk and bamboo outside the temple, Xiao Se pipa, guzheng flute, leisurely and pleasant.

The disciples of the Soap Pavilion Sect followed the sound and looked over, and saw a colorful chariot coming from the dark and dreary forest, carried by four teenagers, silently "walking" from the barren grass that was high for one person, and there were two girls in the front and back, holding musical instruments in their hands.

A carpet of the Western Regions was laid on the chariot, with bright colors and complex patterns, and a woman sat on it, her long hair hung down to the chariot like a waterfall, and then spread out, and the woman was leaning over and combing her hair with her fingers.

Women don't use powder, and women don't need these, just sit so quietly, there are thousands of styles coming to the face, fragrant, refreshing. Although these Soap Pavilion Sect disciples were as strong as iron, they were also stunned at this time. I felt that there was only such a woman left between heaven and earth, and vaguely, there seemed to be the sound of a river flowing and the sound of a thin drum. After careful discernment, I realized that it was not the sound of drums or the sound of small rivers, but the sound of my own heartbeat and blood flowing.

The woman smiled lightly again, and these Soap Pavilion Sect disciples only felt that their heartbeats were actually beating faster and faster with the laughter, changing from the drumbeat of storytelling and singing to the beating of the two armies against each other, and the blood flow also changed from the gurgling of the small river to the rush of anger.

I saw that the faces of these Soap Pavilion Sect disciples were getting redder and redder, as if they were about to drip out, and then blood oozed from the corners of their eyes, nostrils, ears, and mouths, turning into the appearance of bleeding from the seven orifices.

The old man in the ruined temple finally got up, his face full of solemnity: "A smile for thousands of years, a cry for eternity, this is a means that can only be achieved after the cultivation of 'Yinnugong' to the extreme." Your Excellency is a member of the Maiden Sect?"

There were also two women standing on the side of the step, both dressed in purple, one of whom was the person who had come to the temple not long ago to spread the word, and the other was also a woman, looking in her twenties and looking good.

The woman sitting on the chariot did not answer, and the woman who passed the message said: "I have already told you before, this is a salute before the soldiers, but you toast without eating and drinking, and you can't complain about others!"

As he spoke, he continued to walk. It wasn't until the eight teenagers and girls and Bu Yuan could walk in, that the old man of the Soap Pavilion Sect discovered a terrifying fact, these eight lifelike teenagers and girls were not living people, but puppets. He has been in the Soap Pavilion Sect for a long time, refining the "Soul Refining Array", a thing, no matter how lifelike it is, and then like a living person, but whether there is a soul or not, it is impossible to fake. At this time, looking at the girls who were fiddling with musical instruments, and the young men carrying their chariots, looking at the smiles on their faces, except for a slight imperceptible stiffness, their actions and behaviors were completely the same as ordinary people, which actually made this old man who had been dealing with living corpses and ghosts for many years feel a sense of sinister and ominous.

The old man made up his mind, and in his heart he had already decided that the person in front of him was the master of the Lady Sect, although the five sects in the northwest were one, but there were many disagreements in private, he made up his mind, if he was not able to fight today, he would try to get out first, and then inform the sect master of this matter, and then the sect master would deal with it.

The old man snorted lightly, his body suddenly stepped forward, and a palm slapped out, and the woman who was talking jumped out and slapped the old man, but he was invincible, and took three steps back. The old man was about to seriously injure the woman with one palm, and the woman standing on the other side of the chariot also jumped out and stopped the old man's second palm, although she was also shocked by the old man, but she was not injured, and floated back to her original position.

At the same time, a figure suddenly jumped out behind the old man, shrouded in rolling black mist, gloomy aura, and the same punch was blasted out, this punch was silent, and it didn't even bring the slightest breeze, and smashed into the woman sitting on the chariot.

The woman just slapped her hand casually and collided with her fist. The qi machine shook endlessly, and the aftermath spread out like ripples in all directions, and countless cracks immediately appeared on the ground.

The black mist dissipated a little, revealing the true face of this figure, it was actually a strange figure wearing a pitch-black armor, the heavy armor seemed to cover the entire face, this is the iron corpse of the Soap Pavilion Sect, modeled after the bronze armor corpse, it is extremely powerful, invulnerable, and extremely difficult.

The iron corpse was about to throw a second punch, when he saw the woman's green hair moving on its own, like countless black threads, wrapped around the neck and limbs of the iron corpse, tightly tied, Rao is iron corpse is infinitely powerful, and it can't move a bit.

This scene greatly surprised the old man, and he immediately understood that the realm of the person in front of him was too high, and there was no doubt that it was the realm of heaven and man, and he was not an opponent at all, and the current plan was not to break the enemy, but to save his life.

Thinking of this, the old man was about to retreat, but he saw the woman on the chariot leap up, and instantly appeared in front of his eyes, her figure hanging in the air, revealing a pair of bare feet without shoes and socks, and two shocking wounds on the ankles.

The woman stared at him, her eyes watery, and asked, "Where are you going?"

At this moment, I saw that the black hair that bound the iron corpse behind the woman's head became tighter and tighter, and she actually cut through the iron armor, strangled into the flesh, and finally split the iron corpse like a sword.

The old man was so frightened that he slapped his palm and wanted to retreat sharply at the same time.

Unexpectedly, the woman grabbed his wrist, and he immediately felt his qi pouring out like water from the floodgates, and he couldn't restrain it anymore, and couldn't help but be frightened and abnormal, and wanted to scream, but he opened his mouth wide, but he couldn't make a sound, and finally used all his strength to say with difficulty: "This ...... This is the 'Moon Swallowing Dafa'?"

His voice was hoarse and full of fear.

The woman smiled slightly: "This is not the 'Moon Swallowing Dafa', this is the 'Eclipse Sun Dafa', how about what Song Lang taught me?"

The old man wanted to say something more, but saw that the flesh and blood on his arm had completely shrunk, and then his face began to shrink sharply, his skin shriveled, and in the blink of an eye, his whole person turned into a skeleton with skin and bones, which was extremely terrifying.

Only then did the woman let go of her palm, flew back to the chariot, and lazily stretched out her tongue and licked her lower lip, like a gluttony who had just eaten a full meal.

Then she commanded, "Clean up this place, and leave no trace." ”

The two women in purple should be respectful.