In the ruins of the newly buried, a budding red flower jumped out of the small stone crevice, the petals were broken, and the stamens revealed a dull yellow powder, which was blown into the air.

The eyes of the Lie Ginseng were calm and solemn, and he grabbed Changge on the ground with his hand, and at a glance, a blue silk alarmed the armored men sitting around him.

They got up and roared.

"Sit down. "The eyes of the Lie Ginseng people are slightly matched, the blue bird people look back in confusion, look at the face, look at the emptiness, the weak nest in the slightly blooming buds, if you look closely, it seems that the bright red heart is beating, who does not ask, who does not say, will not know the name of the weeping sunflower demon, why is it crying?

Lieshen said calmly: "Brother Dao, do you know the origin of the Weeping Kui Demon?"

The Blue Bird Man shook his head.

Lie Shen said: "Weeping is death, it should be a withered thing, but because of the blood and qi of the fifth layer, it survives, and it is born with the jealousy of heaven and earth. When the sun and moon gather in the mountains and seas, its powerful race can compete for the overlord of the mountains and the sea monsters. At that time, whenever someone saw a flower like the ocean, all the figures of the boat had to avoid it. But the sun and moon were destroyed by a sword, and the weeping sunflower demon clan who lost their roots died very little. The element in front of you is the only one. Now, it is also lost at my hands. ”

The Blue Bird Man drank with him again, and the flask to be taken out was poured, and the sound of the swaying was empty.

The two of them patted their buttocks and got up, and the budding flowers struggled a little, broke by themselves, and burned out, causing the Lie Ginseng people to sigh, which was regarded as his regret of walking the mountains and seas for decades, and he had never done anything to exterminate the clan, but today set a precedent.

Although only one demon was killed, there was no such thing.

The two of them gathered and dispersed, bowed to each other and said: "When we meet again, friends and foes are inseparable." ”

The Lie Ginseng people went up to the tower to collect their hearts, holding Changge in their hands magnificently, an armored human wall, enough to break the wind and chase and kill, but where did the demons in the distance turn around and run? He had a slight doubt in his heart, looked at the direction and deviated, and went straight to the distance on his left hand, he stood on the head of the tower and looked, and naturally saw a high mountain, the color of the mountain was a little strange, but it was separated by a hundred miles.

He moved his lips slightly, and said quickly: "Left hand forward, go." ”

The Blue Bird Man returned to the mountain and saw a few monks who had no intention of sleeping, thinking and worried, he could still sleep soundly in such a tense environment, and he was tired in just one hour.

In the distance, the smoke and dust are curling, and there is a half-moon in the sky, which always feels a little gloomy, if it seems to be bloody, the night may come in three or four hours, and then the moon will be clearer, enough to see the moon bend, the clear hole, the ripple flow of a bowl of stream.

A bleak sound, accompanied by a lonely sea breeze, a woman who hurried away vomited blood on the spot.

She was wearing a white dress, her hair was scattered, her eyes were slightly bloody, she was holding a bamboo handle fan in her hand, and the fan painted a man holding a brown peach wood sword to kill ghosts, she gently waved the bamboo fan, rolled up a wind to surround the surrounding gravel behind her, he covered the fan, and the stone pushed back.

An old monk covered with tumors and wearing yew trees flew from a distance, holding two round stones in his hands and said with a smile: "Woman, how can you walk alone in such a ferocious place?" ”

The woman vomited blood and said: "Shameless, if you kill my senior brother and harm my master, I will take you with me even if I die." ”

The old monk in purple coughed and said, "Your senior brother robbed me of my creation, I just helped him channel the resentment in his heart, who knew that he drew his sword indiscriminately to kill me, and I was just protecting myself." Your master has a demonic thought in his heart, if I don't leave, I will definitely turn into a demon sea like him. There is a law for everything, perhaps, this is the will of God, come, I will escort you on this trip. ”

The woman saw him throw out his long sleeves and slap the gravel behind him, forming an explosion to isolate the area, and she took the opportunity to take advantage of the strength to run away, which was a few breaths of time.

The old monk Ziyi came to his senses and snorted: "If you don't accept such kindness, then I have to take it by force." To tell you the truth, I lack a refining furnace daughter, your breath is pure, the rhythm is yin, locking your heart, can make you leap to the peak of the state of mind cultivation. And I'm just breaking the current realm. It's good for both sides, so why not?"

The woman gritted her teeth and was about to fly into the sea of blood, when she saw another mountain, which shook her heart, and he looked at the sea of blood that she was about to enter in horror, and stepped back into the water and got up.

She bit her lip and looked at the young man kneeling on the top of the mountain, holding two swords in his hands, his tail glowing with multicolor, and one with a dragon's roar.

She was a little timid, but when she saw the purple-clothed old monk chasing after her, she still secretly decided to go straight to the top of the mountain.

A boy on one knee on the mountain with his back to the sky.

She finally saw the appearance of the mountain clearly, this, this is a dead demon, they still trembled slightly and their bodies were not dead, spitting out all kinds of blood, and the severed limbs and demons squeezed the condensed blood into the sea under the mountain.

For the first time, she was startled by the man in front of her, a demon-killing monk, his whole body covered in blood, and the blood stains on his blue robe slid down like a blood flower growing from the abyss.

He raised his blood-red eyes and looked at the woman in the white dress who was approaching.

Her skirt was stained with a little mottled blood, and her pale face was pitiful.

"Fellow Daoist, please save me. ”

A snort came, and the old monk in purple stepped on and said with a cruel smile: "Little girl, you can't escape, you have to .....follow me for whatever you say today."

Before he finished speaking, a pair of bloody eyes stared at him, which made his heart tremble, and he took a few steps back and said: "This, this mountain, why is it not a mountain, it is a demon, you, who are you?"

He had a bold guess in his heart, looked at the sea of blood in the mountains and seas, swallowed his saliva and said: "I'm embarrassed to disturb the Taoist friends to kill the demons, just because the woman I took in has found a demon, and she always talks nonsense." I'll take her away and won't disturb Daoyou. ”

The woman knelt on the ground and shouted, "Senior, please save me." I will reward you handsomely. ”

Li Shuishan sat on the ground with his knees raised, a smile appeared on his white face, and said softly: "Which of you is telling the truth?"

The woman was just about to speak, but was interrupted by the purple-clothed old monk waving his sleeves, clasping his fists and saying, "Fellow Daoist, don't listen to her nonsense." I am a fellow Taoist friend with her, just because her master is in the devil and her life and death are unknown, and my senior brother asked me to protect and take her in before he died. I also had good intentions, but she was in a trance, and she always felt that someone was hurting her. How can I sit down in the mountain cave of Taibei Mountain and the Great Immortal to harm her?"

"At this point, I also tell you, although my cave is not good, it can condense the qi of cultivation and help you complete your heart, but you just don't listen, hum, it's okay now. ”

The woman cried: "No, no, senior, don't listen to his nonsense, my master is the devil he harmed, my senior brother was tragically killed by him, and I asked my senior to help me kill him, I... I do... Give me

The most precious thing. ”

As soon as these words came out, Li Shuishan's calm face was flooded, and he said: "The most precious thing is still to be collected, don't be remembered by thieves." ”

"You said that your master was killed by him, and your brother was also killed by his murderer, is there any evidence?"

The woman wiped away her tears and took out a green spar, on which a slightly absent figure appeared, but at the moment when the stone appeared, the storage bag on the waist of the old monk wearing purple Yi trembled, as if some kind of object catered out, "This spar was given to me by the master, and I can join forces with my senior brother to summon a secret method to kill the enemy, and when the two spars are within one zhang, it will resonate." ”

Li Shuishan frowned, looked at the waist of the old monk in purple, and said, "The thing with the vibration around the waist, is it the spar?"

The purple-clothed old cultivator twisted up a trick with his right hand, quickly darkened, calmed the vibration of the storage bag, and said with a smile: "Daoist friend is wrong, how can there be such a thing as a spar in the storage bag below?"

Li Shuishan raised his eyebrows slightly, and the woman crushed the spar in her hand, and a touch of green light surrounded the air.

The old monk's storage bag in green clothes was emitting a fluorescent color, soaking out like water, and the man took a step back, no matter how he pinched it, he couldn't remove the green light from his body, and finally gathered into a green straw hat on top of his head, and gently snapped down.

He patted it to no avail, and said with a wry smile: "Fellow Daoist, I don't know what kind of technique this is a demon girl, don't believe it." ”

Li Shuishan's calm face showed a hint of a smile, he gently raised his finger and pointed at the old monk, and said lightly: "Not once, maybe not, not twice, if you don't kill his senior brother, where will there be resonance and green light?"

The purple-clothed old monk saw that the matter was revealed, and snorted: "Daoist friends just think that the monk in the early stage of the state of mind is retaining, I am close to the consummation of the Dao realm, only half a step away, how can you kill me? ”

Li Shuishan smiled, the blood-colored stone sword in his hand hung in the air, and the old monk in purple dropped the two round stones in his hand, and the blood infection protruded from his mouth, and he said hoarsely: "Twins kill, please rot." ”

Two cobblestones scattered in the air, and two medicine boys crawled out of it, holding blood flowers in their hands, licking their mouths and laughing, jumping in front of Li Shuishan, opening their mouths and biting down.

Li Shuishan saw two boys who were less than the size of a palm, and thought a little, he must have refined the young son who had not yet been born, with the help of the spirit in the womb, plus the secret method of refining, it could become a spell like controlling the corpse, and the edge in Li Shuishan's heart was slightly exposed, and he snorted: "I think you are looking for death, refining a baby, and it is miserable." ”

The old monk in green clothes chuckled and said, "What kind of magic has you relied on, this junior, it is still a little difficult to kill my medicine boy." ”

Li Shuishan leaned up the stone sword, his eyes were bloody, a murderous aura rose sharply, and another voice said: "Lian Baby, every time I meet an evil cultivator, I will dig out his heart and crush his body into pulp, you, not the first, maybe the last." ”

"Little friend, you open your eyes wide, I'll kill you. Li Shuishan's palms were facing down, and after pressing, the blood sword rushed into the air, and a fierce murderous aura erupted, and the breath on his body directly broke through the middle of the state of mind, "The baby has resentment." ”

He waved his sleeves slightly, and the two babies were accepted by him, and the arms of the old monk in purple trembled, and the blood line that seemed to be related to it was cut off, and he vomited blood and retreated, with a look of fear in his eyes, "You are not a monk in the early stage of the state of mind!"