Zhang Xian was under the double torment of the yin lice Gu and the requiem flute, and he forced his thoughts to fight, but he didn't find the python in the shadows at all, only to see the sound wave of the soul-breaking spell attacking, Zhang Xian suddenly took a deep breath, like a roar in a desperate situation: "Breaking the !!" roar is like a loud roar like thunder in the sky, the sound is forced, the energy explodes, the momentum of the whole body explodes, perseverance in practice, the Tao has been integrated into the sitting and lying up, every word is Xuantong, naturally urging the thunder, to the yang to break the sound.

His yang spirit is extremely strong, his physical strength is extremely strong, and he has exceeded the acquired limit of ordinary people, and the thunder sound has just reached the extreme, and the air in the entire room is shocked, and it explodes like an explosion of gunpowder, and the sound of the soul-breaking flute and the requiem spell are dispersed in a roar.

And the thunder sound exploded, the air shook, and the python hiding in the shadows was only waiting for a fatal blow, but it was also suppressed by this sudden thunder sound.

The snake is afraid of thunder, almost instinctively frightened and avoided, and the snake's body swings. Zhang Xian heard the movement, looked back, and found the python at a glance, he had already begun to practice the snake spell, and he was no longer afraid when he saw the python.

Moreover, Lei Yin not only broke the bone flute spell sound of this burst, so that his thoughts eased up, and at the same time, Lei Yin's roar was released, which was also the power in his body.

His speed was at the limit, one step was three meters away, and the sword was four feet long, plus the distance between his arm and leaning over, within two zhang, it was the range of his attack that he could advance and retreat in one step.

The python was frightened by the thunder sound, and turned to retreat, the sword had been chopped down, the snake's blood was splashed, the snake's head rolled to the ground, and the snake's body struggled and swung.

At the same time, on the back mountain, Yuan Tu sensed that his natal poison was beheaded, and his face was also dignified, as if he was facing a great enemy.

Yuan Tu didn't expect that this Xuan Tianzi's Taoism was so profound, and he could still compete with him when he was hit by the Yin Corpse Gu.

Yuan Tu uncovered the white cloth wrapped in the basket behind him, only to see a bull head with white bones, took out the bull head and placed it in front of him, the knife slashed across the palm, and the blood was smeared on the Niutou Mountain, and the blood was rendered, and immediately a yin wind was blowing.

Yuan Tu picked up the bone flute and once again sounded the ancient witch ballad music, the rhythm of the requiem changed, and it was mixed with other witch songs, gloomy and weird.

"Cow ghost, go!" Yuan Tu's heart moved, the syllables of the bone flute swayed, and in the skull of the cow's skull, the yin wind flowed and sent out a burst

The whistling sound of "woo", the yin wind came out in an instant, and it was gloomy, like the ghost door of the underworld opened and floated to the Taoist temple.

"Practice the soul demon god, solve!" Yuan Tu's mind moved again, the syllables of the flute changed, and the low melody returned to the quiet late night mountain forest, eerie and ghostly, dark and secluded.

Taoist temple. Zhang Xian cut off the head of the snake, and there was a requiem flute sound on the mountain again, only to feel drowsy, and his thoughts sank and sank, plus after the outbreak just now, his breath was inexhaustible, and he did not ease his breath at all, he was in pain and uncomfortable, more and more weak and tired, dizzy for a while, and he couldn't even concentrate on seeing things with his eyes, and his heavy pupils couldn't be maintained, and he had receded.

Lacking vision, I had to frown, tighten my tongue, desperately concentrate, keep the mourning platform, and hold on to the last thoughts.

At this time, a gust of yin wind swept by, and the illusions were numerous, only to see a ghost and god attacking, the bull-headed human body, the breath was strong, and the yin was extremely gloomy, just like the bull-headed ghost god who came out of the underworld.

On the other side, the severed head of the snake did not die, and the imprisonment of the soul curse was lifted, and the snake's eyes changed, revealing a trace of human anger, and suddenly the yin wind was fierce, and another ghost and god appeared, with a human head and a snake body, angry and angry, and the breath was irritable and crazy, like a demon god.

Under the sound of the witch flute, the cow, the ghost and the snake danced, the yin wind was raging, the ghost cried and whined, and pounced on the appearance together.

In the flute, the requiem spell is the main theme, mixed with the spell of the trend of ghosts and gods, and the syllables explode on the other hand, prompting the soul-breaking spell, and the sound waves swing out one by one, attacking Zhang Xian together.

Zhang Xian fell into the offensive for a moment, but he was unmoved, his body sank, holding the sword in one hand and holding the sword body in the other, posing in the posture of Tai Chi Xuangong.

Immediately, he closed his eyes, turned a blind eye to the illusion, listened to the flute but did not hear it, emptied his mind, let go of his thoughts, his breathing stagnated, his heartbeat and blood stagnated, and the two qi of yin and yang returned to silence, as if he had put on a corpse garment and turned into a dead man, and everything returned to infinite chaos.

On the back mountain, Yuan Tu's yin and yang eye vision, I saw the red light of qi and blood in the Taoist temple disappearing, and the vitality disappeared, as if it had died suddenly, and the spell also lost its locked target.

In the Taoist temple, the yin wind and ghosts and gods swept by, it was strong, and the breeze blew the hills. Wear corpse clothes, avoid death, survive in death, and hide from the world.

He comprehended the second level of the realm of the living dead, almost exactly the same as the real dead, although he hadn't practiced much, but he had already comprehended the subtleties, and he could barely use one or two.

"Well, Xuan Tianzi's qi machine, how could it suddenly disappear, could it be that it is a retreat" Yuan Tu hesitated for a moment, lost his visual lock, and had no way to cast a spell at all, and he knew that Fang Xian's spell had a method of retreating, and he could hide underground.

However, Yuan Tu immediately reacted: "No, it's not a method of retreat, under the dual attack of the Yin Corpse Gu and the Requiem Flute, Xuan Tianzi can't even think of casting a profound spell, and the change in qi that I saw just now should be similar to the ability of the snake breath technique." "Snake breath is the internal strength of the Yuan Tu faction, the snake is more mysterious than the life of the turtle, the general snake, you can manage a month after eating, the powerful snake can not eat or drink for a year or two, motionless, life is almost stagnant, as if dormant and dead.

The flute of the meta-diagram changed, and the requiem spell became a soul-searching spell. The syllables of the soul-searching spell are simple and subtle, like a sorcerer at the beginning of humanity, imitating the voices of his fellow birds and beasts, luring his prey to respond, in order to search for prey.

Zhang Xian heard the flute sound, the guidance of the music, and the thoughts involuntarily surfaced auditory hallucinations, and there were two familiar voices shouting, one was the master Li Xuanyu, and the other was Xiaoyun, like a painstaking search, haunted by dreams, thoughts, and thoughts, which made people involuntarily move.

The idea of "Master, Xiaoyun ......" is like dreaming in the realm of the living dead, which is the subtlety of the melody of music, and when people hear music, their minds will be driven unconsciously.

As soon as his mind moved, it was equivalent to responding to the soul searching spell, Yuan Tu immediately found him, a thread of contact locked him, the rhythm of the flute changed, and a series of soul-breaking sounds hit.

The two ghosts and gods also came in an instant, the yin wind was fierce, the anger was soaring, the yin was weird, the teeth were dancing, and they were like demons dancing in the low flute sound.

However, at this moment, at this moment of Zhang Xian's thoughts, he also opened his eyes, the moment of life and death of yin and yang, Wuji gave birth to Taiji, chaos gave birth to all things, and the thought of knowing the sea exploded.

He couldn't raise his internal strength at the moment, and he couldn't perform the authentic thunder method, so he could only mention a thunder method idea. He changed in his hand, his left hand was pinched into a sword trick, his right hand was a sword horizontal, and the sword trick was drawn, and an invisible power rose to the sky, pointing out a sword in the direction of the back mountain.

On the back mountain, the Yuan Tu saw the red light sword qi soaring into the sky, red as iron pulp, just to the yang, to the yang to the holy, the invisible aura in the void was suppressed, the chest was dull, and he couldn't even breathe, the rhythm of the flute was immediately chaotic, and the soul-breaking sound wave collapsed.

At the same time, the two ghosts and gods pounced, and the Yin Si was sneaky, under the red light of the formation magic sword, it was like seeing the light die, and it was directly shattered and dissipated.

"It's ...... "Yuan Tu recognized this thing at a glance, this is the supreme yang and holy magic weapon, all laws do not invade, ghosts and gods detour, and the Yin God spell can't be approached at all, where does this Xuantian Son come from, there are such treasures.

"It's not good...... Yuan Tu reacted, frightened, an invisible momentum attacked him, dull and depressing, the air flowed violently, the strong wind and waves were chaotic, it seemed that there was incomparable power brewing in the void, only to see a flash of thunder, a thunder law slashed towards him.

At the same time as the thunder law split, the yin and yang aura intersected, the void resonated, the wind and thunder followed, the wind was strong, the sky flashed a thunder light, and the back mountain was illuminated in an instant.

There was a loud "click", the air shook, and a thunderbolt fell from the sky.

"Ah......" The frightened shout sounded, the thunder slashed down in an instant, the Yuan Shen was shattered, the flesh was scorched, the Yuan Tu, and the pawn.

The thunder flashed, and the back mountain returned to pitch black, only the echoes of thunder and wailing lingered, and the echoes spread farther and farther, and in the blink of an eye, tranquility was restored.

"This ......" In the Taoist temple, Zhang Xian looked at this scene, and couldn't help but be shocked, the sword of slashing is so powerful, it can actually trigger the thunder!

"Master Zun cultivates the way of heaven and man, the realm has reached the congenital middle level consummation, half a step into the threshold of the upper level, this is the master's sword, even a sword is so powerful, so the real Tao of the master, how powerful is it" He couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, he had seen the master and Qin Ziyun make moves, although it was also extremely powerful, but compared with the power that attracted the heavenly thunder, it was still a lot worse.

It can be seen that Shizun and Qin Ziyun made a move, but neither of them gave their all. As soon as he thought of this, he was really a little curious, Shizun and Qin Ziyun's faces were five or six points similar, they should be a pair of fairy sisters who were at ease, but why Qin Ziyun fell into the evil sect and turned against Shizun but fought back and forth without going all his strength, just like joking.

However, he didn't think much about it at the moment, the pubic lice Gu in his body was raging, his whole body was sore and painful, his fingernails were pierced with needles, and there were bursts of stinging pain in his heart.

He quickly put away his thoughts, carefully pulled out the silver needle, and the pain was convulsive, fortunately, there was no pressure of the flute, and there were yin and yang needles to suppress the condition, these pains could still be resisted.

After pulling out the silver needle, he meditated for a while, breathed and breathed, adjusted his internal breath, and then began to apply the internal fire method to solve the Gu.

Although the internal fire method is subtle, it is extremely dangerous, and the slightest carelessness will cause the fire to extinguish itself, but he has the previous experience of applying the internal fire method, and with the corpse clothing technique, he can keep safe.

"But......" He hesitated slightly, Xiao Yun had runes on him, and once the internal fire was triggered, the runes would also be burned, and his connection with Xiao Yun would be broken.

Unconsciously, he was used to Xiaoyun, and he was a little reluctant to break it off like this.

"By the way, I can also send my dreams now, use the runes in my body as a connection, enter her dreams, and just look at her true body. His mind moved, and he couldn't help laughing, but when he was attacked by two witches, he was more cautious, raised his hand to draw talismans, and arranged a five-element sword formation around him, so that if an accident happened, he could also react immediately.

After making the arrangements, he sat on the ground, closed his eyes and fell into silence, thinking about the void and letting him see what the true body of this monster was.