The scythe of death swept against Rong Hui's scalp.

A cold and biting chill came from the top of his head, Rong Hui bent down and jumped back, stepping on the bloody hand that struggled out of the middle blood bridge, and took off with his strength, and the wooden sword in his palm flew out and turned into three thousand sword shadows and rushed towards the dense fog.

"Poof. ”

A deep voice exploded.

The woman screamed in horror, "What are you doing, kill her!"

As soon as the words fell, a blood-colored scythe burst out of the thick fog.

The long scythe was cold and bone-chilling, and the blood-colored mist was close to Rong Hui's neck.

Rong Hui backhanded.

The wooden sword collided violently with the scythe, and sparks flew everywhere.

The female voice was surprised, "The wooden sword dares to compete with the scythe of death!"

The long sickle is a furnace made of magma in the center of the earth, which melts the flesh and blood of hundreds of thousands of living beings, and seals hundreds of thousands of resentful spirits, which is extremely fierce.

Even if Yuanying Zhenjun encounters it, he will be extremely careful.

Ronghui District Jin Dan cultivator actually used a wooden sword to fight all the time, which made them feel humiliated.

Rong Hui has a hand-held piece, and his left hand plays a trick, "Use a wooden sword to kill Er and other pickled things, and dirty the sword of this seat." ”

Listening to a dragon chant, the blue sea god dragon appeared behind Rong Hui.

The Divine Dragon Law Phase, which was entrenched behind Rong Hui, spewed out a dragon breath, and the blood bridge suddenly blew violently, and the blood-colored fog that blocked her vision disappeared in an instant.

The fog cleared, revealing the original form of the monster holding the scythe.

It was a blood-colored monster in the form of a humanoid.

The lower half of the monster's body is thick thighs and waist, and the upper body is condensed by three powerful ghosts that have been cut in half.

What surprised Rong Hui was that the lower half of the monster's body was four-legged, not like a human, but more like a beast.

The three halves each occupy one side of the other, like three torsos growing out of a tree.

The man holding the scythe looked ugly, and his fist-sized eyes glared at Rong Hui fiercely, as if he was about to come out of the frame at any time.

The woman has no facial features, only a mouth, and a mutilated sword in her right hand.

The last one is a baby fetus whose facial features have not yet grown, its whole body is transparent, Rong Hui can clearly see its internal organs, and the weapon it holds is a long umbilical cord.....

The faceless woman opened her mouth and shouted, "She saw me!"

The man's face was hideous, his huge eyes rolled, and his cold voice carried a burst of excitement, "Shut up! What is it called, the face that killed her is yours." ”

The corners of the faceless woman's mouth cracked to the back of her head, revealing sharp serrations, "Kill her, kill her!"

Rong Hui looked at the monster coldly, and instantly realized that he had encountered a troublesome three-person slash among the powerful ghosts.

The trio beheaded, as the name suggests.

It is to sew three people who are cut in the waist on a corpse in a special way, so that the three resentful spirits who are extremely angry will fight each other, fight for control of the body, and leave two to one.

The winning monster will devour the other two monsters, strengthening itself.

This three-man chop is a failure.

If the three parties reach a consensus and share a body, it is a real three-person chop.

The power of three people merges into one.

The power on each monster is the sum of three.

The three people who blocked Rong Hui's way devoured the resentful souls on the bridge for thousands of years, and the severed hands on the bridge were the remnants of the ghosts they devoured, and their strength should not be underestimated.

The cultivation of the three of them is at least in the middle of the Yuan Infancy.

Rong Hui looked vigilantly at the ghost fetus with a huge head, it was at least the peak cultivation of the Yuan Infant.

Before the ghost fetus eyes opened, it turned its dark eyes under the eye mask and said with a smile: "Living, delicious." ”

As soon as the words fell, the blood-stained umbilical cord rushed to Rong Hui's face like a shadow.

Rong Hui backhanded.

The umbilical cord fell into the magma and rolled up a thousand waves, and the hot magma slapped towards Rong Hui's back like eyes.

Rong Hui jumped away lightly.

The hot lava smashed on the blood bridge, and the bloody hands that had just condensed turned into black charcoal in an instant.

At the same time, the Reaper's scythe and remnant sword stabbed at Rong Hui from various tricky angles.

Rong Hui quickly blocked the attack, injected the sharp gold qi into the wooden sword and summoned the golden sword magic at the same time, and said coldly: "Edict!"

The golden sword law and the divine dragon law are in direct charge, and the three of them are slashed.

The three of them didn't expect that Rong Hui had a golden pill that had a law appearance, and the faces of the three of them changed greatly, the long sickle, the remnant sword and the umbilical cord waved faster, and the earth-shattering sound of gold sounded on the bridge.

The woman panicked, "How can there be a law phase in the Jindan period!"

The man waved his scythe and said gloomily, "Shut up!" How did he know!

Rong Hui is clearly the weakest of these twenty-four people, who knew that she was so difficult, and there are two Dharma Phases, which are unheard of and unseen.

With the help of the law, Rong Hui suddenly felt a lot easier.

The three of them are interdependent, one palm is easy to defend and difficult to attack.

Their only weakness is their shared body.

As soon as the body was shattered, the balance of the three people suddenly lost their balance, and their power was sharply reduced.

Rong Hui drove the three thousand sword shadows to carve out a bloody path.

She clenched the wooden sword and rushed to the three of them like a fiery meteor, causing the woman to squeak and scream, "How can she know everything!"

Rong Hui narrowly avoided the long sickle that almost cut his throat, and said coldly: "It's because of your shallow knowledge. ”

The Ethereal Fantasy Mansion and Penglai Pavilion have been fighting viciously for thousands of years.

Penglai Pavilion ten thousand ghosts, Rong Hui can stab them with his eyes closed, and the three of them can be killed.

The strength of the three is strong after they merge, and the power increases dramatically, and the coordination is smooth, easy to defend and difficult to attack.

The aura of sharp gold slashed down in the air.

The three of them were so frightened that they retreated dozens of feet.

Immediately after, the scythe, the sword, and the blood-stained umbilical cord flew out in unison.

Rong Hui attached the golden sword technique to the wooden sword, and in an instant, he flew in front of the ghost fetus and raised his hand to slash.

Suddenly, a voice appeared in the voice jade slip, "It's not here." ”

The voice seemed to have the power of demagogy.

Rong Hui was stunned.

Stunned.

The ghost fetus opened its bloody mouth, and hundreds of blood streaks violently wrapped around Rong Hui, and the other part pierced her bare skin and burrowed into the blood.

Cold.

Cold.

It was as if the body had been cut into slices and frozen in the 10,000-year-old ice.

This cold made Rong Hui's heart shrink sharply, she couldn't help but tremble, and the cold that spread to her bones froze and her bones gurgled and her whole body trembled.

The paralyzing toxin in the bloodshot made it difficult for Rong Hui to move.

Rong Hui looked at the hideous and terrifying ghost fetus, and his fingers couldn't move for half a minute.

The ghost fetus greedily sucked the warm blood, and the transparent body gradually turned into reality, revealing a face with pink makeup, and it said contentedly: "Meat, delicious." ”

When the woman saw the ghost eating alone, she was angry and said: "Eat and eat, eat you!"

The ghost fetus showed an innocent smile, "Eat." ”

Rong Hui's face became more and more pale, she clenched the wooden sword, and raised her hand with difficulty, but it was more difficult than lifting a Mount Tai.

Men are not as greedy as two monsters.

As the decision-maker of the three-person beheading, his face sank, and he cautiously released the coercion of Yuanying and suppressed Rong Hui to death.

The man slowly raised the long sickle in his hand, his bulging eyes looked at Rong Hui's fearless struggle, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a cruel smile, "Ruthless Dao Sword Cultivation, go to death, die, die!"

The black and red scythe cut through the sky, and seeing that Rong Hui's head was about to be cut off, the ghost fetus suddenly spasmed and convulsed, and the bloodshot in his mouth exploded instantly.