But his purpose this time is to be idle.

After waiting for a few years, I finally met such a good time when the time and place were right.

He was excited and eager in his bones.

There are many changes in this friar, and if she doesn't succeed this time, I'm afraid there will be no next time.

Loosening the frowning brow, a bloodthirsty flash flashed in his eyes, the corners of his mouth hooked an arc, and he made up his mind.

In that case, don't blame him for being ruthless.

You know, his original goal was only to be free, and now he has to add another life to his hands.

Hey, it's really annoying, he doesn't want to kill people here, it's all out of necessity.

His hands were rapidly sealed, and a black energy lingered around him.

The palm opened out of thin air, and the rich black turned into a vortex and gathered in Xie Zheng's palm.

Palms facing the ground.

Suddenly, something broke through the earth, obscured by a thick black fog, and it was impossible to see the face.

Growing upwards along the ground, about a man tall, Xie Zheng retracted his hand.

The fog gradually lifted, revealing a figure covered in black.

Holding a slender and sharp long knife in his hand, with a jet-black blade and a special shape, this is unheard of and unseen in the Dingyuan Realm.

And the whole body of the man in black only showed a pair of green eyes.

The eyes glowed with a green glow, and they didn't feel anything during the day, but when they came at night, they were as mysterious and dangerous as a wolf.

Those eyes, without a trace of emotion, were like a puppet, bowing their heads and listening to Xie Zheng's instructions.

But when he heard Xie Zheng's order to it, a pair of eyes as ancient as the Dead Sea were instantly filled with crazy and calm killing intent.

As soon as Xie Zheng's words fell, it disappeared in an instant, chasing in the direction of Ming Shenghua.

And Xie Zheng, who raised a strange arc at the corner of his mouth, suddenly disappeared in place, and reappeared, just in front of Shi Xian.

When Shi Xian saw Xie Zheng's face, his breathing instantly stagnated.

A tidal wave of danger enveloped her, as if Black Widow had carefully woven a net, and she was struggling with it.

When I was exhausted, it still didn't work.

As a hunter, Xie Zheng was like playing with his prey, coldly watching Shi Xian's various small actions without saying a word.

Shi Xian stopped.

She could feel that once she was taken away by the Jindan monk in front of her, she would face the biggest crisis since she was born.

Suddenly, Shi Xian suddenly thought that Nanyu Zhenjun and Beishuang Zhenjun seemed to have gone to Gu Zhen Zhenjun's mountain and river feast today!

Even if Ming Shenghua can escape safely, who can she ask for help?

Xitao Zhenjun?Kazama Sect Master?

Gu Zhen Zhenjun's feast, I'm afraid that as the sect master, I also have to give some face, not to mention Xitao Zhenjun, who has always been tactful.

Could it be a coincidence?

The shadow of death looms over Shi Xian, and she is now on the edge of the abyss, and if she is not careful, she may be crushed.

It seems that he doesn't have the heart to fight with Shi Xian anymore, Xie Zheng directly casts a blood rain method.

The sky that had been clear and cloudy turned out to be a light rain.

But if you look closely, you will find that the rain is blood red.

The blood-colored raindrops fell little by little on Shi Xian's Sanmu Wuji umbrella.

Shi Xian thought that the Sanmu Wuji Umbrella, which was a top-grade spiritual treasure, would be able to resist an attack for a while.

But when she heard the corrosive sound of Zizi, Shi Xian realized that she was thinking too simply.

It seems to have the strong corrosiveness of sulfuric acid, but it is just the time of three breaths, and a hole appears at the top of the Sanmu Wuji umbrella.

The original high-grade spirit treasure that was overflowing with light suddenly became dim.

The disappearance of the aura all shows that the Sanmu Wuji umbrella can't hold it.

When the first blood-colored raindrop fell on Shi Xian's body, the magic robe could not block its attack, and it was directly corroded into a hole.

A burning stinging sensation instantly travels along the skin to all the senses of the body.

A little black appeared on the originally fair skin, and it quickly spread around along this point.

The hot pain spread all over the body, and Shi Xian didn't dare to be careless.

He used his aura to resist, but when he raised his eyes, he saw Xie Zheng on the opposite side showing a palm print.

With the shape of his palm, a golden void palm print appeared out of thin air, and its size was expanded countless times.

At this moment, the time and space of this small black cedar forest seems to be forbidden.

The sound of breathing, the sound of the wind, and the sound of the rain all returned to nothingness, and the world seemed to have lost its voice, leaving only the palm print that controlled the heavens and the earth.

Although Shi Xian couldn't see with her eyes, her divine sense could clearly feel the oppressive force that was cathartic like a tide, and it was aimed at her in all directions.

It's a pity that Shi Xian's strength is too weak, and the power of resistance can't make a splash, so he can only watch that palm print get closer and closer.

Finally, it came to me.

The spell of time standing still seems to be gone, and the restraint on Shi Xian's body is no longer there.

The body fell backwards for dozens of meters, hit the tall black cedar trees, and finally collapsed to the ground weakly.

Gulps of blood spat out wildly, all sliding down the placket of the shirt and staining the dirt on the ground.

The internal organs seemed to be stirred by a stick, and there was only a buzzing sound left in the brain, and the eyes could not see the light, only the last breath.

After a long time, Shi Xian barely felt that he was still alive.

The bones all over his body seemed to be shattered, and the whole person was almost numb in pain.

Suddenly, he coughed a few times with all his might, and each cough seemed to cough out his lungs, and there was a vibration in his chest.

As a result, all that came out was a large mouthful of blood.

The breathing was smooth, his eyes were black, and Shi Xian fainted directly.

On the other hand, Ming Shenghua, who finally escaped, finally breathed a sigh of relief when he didn't feel the killing intent.

But when he thought that Shi Xian was still in danger now, the heart that hung in mid-air was lifted again.

took out the sound transmission jade card, but found that there was still no reaction, and Ming Shenghua was impatient.

But before she could take another step, a chill spread from the soles of her feet.

Without thinking about it, he turned around and looked back, and a person dressed in black suddenly appeared in front of Ming Shenghua.

It's not quite right to say that it is human.

The person in front of him could not tell the man or woman, but his body was extremely thin, like a bamboo pole, and his limbs were extremely slender, almost comparable to the long knife in his hand.

A pair of eyes are even more permeable green.

Like a cat whose tail has been stepped on, Ming Shenghua feels that the hairs on his body are about to stand up.

She didn't feel a trace of aura in the 'person' in front of her.

But his intuition told him that this man was not simple.

I don't know how long it took, but I felt like I was in a daze.

It was as if the brain had been hit hard, and the pain was even greater in all parts of the body, and the slightest movement would provoke a wave of pain.