The string of beads in Su Musha's hand shattered, turning into a hundred thousand ruins of soldiers.

The soldiers of the Dao Ruins condensed into a very treacherous formation, this formation was rare in ancient times, and the void was sealed as soon as it appeared, and even the primordial old monster only felt like a deep quagmire for a while, and it was difficult to get out.

Su Musha has been in retreat for a hundred years, and he has practiced to a realm like him, and many times the things in the realm are not achieved overnight, and the long years have given Su Musha time to immerse his mind in what he has gained in the past.

Whether it is the monks who have slaughtered over the years, the storage bags and rings they have obtained, the various secret methods, the inheritance of exercises, or the elaboration of the way of cultivation in the past inheritance, especially the "Hundred Ghost Jinglun", which is an ancient way of inheritance, the root is the ghost way, but it is not limited to the ghost way.

The way of medicine, the way of formation, and the way of divination are all involved.

A hundred years ago, in the past, Su Musha knew a little about the inheritance, some of them were understood by him, and some of them were understood by Su Musha, which is the precipitation brought by the years, the same realm, Su Musha is stronger than ever before!

The large array trapped the void in all directions, and the Su curtain was like scarlet lightning, and it shot in an instant!

The dark dragon body manifested, and the hideous bloody mouth opened, and it climbed towards Qing Yuanzi.

The monk Jialan laughed even more hideously, and the blood river behind him became more and more treacherous, and the Buddha's light was like blood for a while!

"Mi-Buddha-Buddha!"

In the midst of the wild laughter, the monk Garan shouted the Buddha's horn in victory, and the river of blood behind him seemed to come to life, and the divine light shrouded Qing Youzi.

Yongquan Sanren is not to be outdone, he has always been low-key and terrifying, even in the past, when the Qi Dynasty was fighting for hegemony, it was like this, and now he finally showed his true strength, and there was chaos and divine light emerging.

In his early years, he had obtained a Yin Evil Yuan Bead, and now it was refined into the natal magic weapon, and a wooden staff had a quiet light flowing on it, accompanied by a whisper, and the chaotic divine light directly turned into a torrent, wrapping the Qingjingzi.

The purple moth is even more extraordinary here, everyone knows that she is the first disciple of Su Musha, if it weren't for Su Musha's failure to be promoted to Yuanying, otherwise she would already be a fairy of Xuanlong Peak!

Even if there is no name of Daozi, the purple moth has already shown a shocking posture here, covering the Su curtain for a hundred years, and the face of the face is raised, and now the cultivation is no longer comparable to a hundred years ago.

There is a road map behind the unfolding, "Descending Pearls and Attracting Yuan Diagram", there is a dragon girl holding a pearl in the picture, and a dragon is in the air.

The colorful dragon snake bloodline she once obtained was re-refined into the body of a demon snake by the purple moth, and it was nurtured for a hundred years, and there was once only one colorful dragon snake in ancient books to reappear in the world!

One person and one snake are already the combat power of the two Jiedan Daozi, and now they are besieging together and fighting with Qingyuezi.

Everyone knows Su Musha's intentions, he wants to slaughter today, it is impossible to kill one or two people to stop, he wants to stand up!

Therefore, as soon as he made a move, everyone had a killing move in their hands, and there was no reservation!

But the first to start the killing war was not this battlefield, but Yuan Yuzi on the side!

Yuan Youzi's sword cold light made everyone frightened, and even Qing Suzi's heart was cold!

In his early years, he got a Hongmeng Yangdao flower, in order to promote the Yuanying realm, in the battle between good and evil in the past hundred years, Qing Suzi has never entered, and he is still consolidating his foundation.

Su Musha knew that Taixuanzong wanted to cultivate a contemporary Taichenzi, and to extend the invincible path of a Taoist to the peak of the Yuanying realm!

It's a pity that such an idea is destined to be impossible!

For 3,000 years of life, a hundred years of warm foundation, and now in the face of Yuan Youzi's sword that contains his own killing thoughts, Qing Suzi can't do anything!

For a while, Qing Suzi fell into an ice cellar, not because of the strange formation formed by the condensation of the soldiers of the Dao Ruins, but because of this sword.

When the sword light just appeared in Qing Suzi's eyes, a cold killing intent had already enveloped Qing Suzi's heart.

The cold brought by death pierced deep into the bone marrow of Qing Suzi.

The sword in front of him seemed to be the end of the world.

There is no vastness of the righteous path, no rage of demonic aura, no boundless generosity of the Dharma, and not even the glorious power of Shinto.

This sword is just a sword light.

Death, too, is death in the most pure form.

At that moment, Qing Suzi's mind was blank, and the scriptures and proverbs that he had memorized in the past were completely forgotten.

The sword light had not yet reached Qing Suzi's eyes, but there was only one thought left in his heart.

Defeated, lost, invincible road broken, and now I have to pay the price for it.

The noise on the battlefield seemed to be far away from Qing Suzi, in front of his eyes, began to be shrouded in gray sword light, the brilliance bloomed, only pure ash was left in his field of vision, and the sound of breaking the sky occupied all his hearing, only the frightened roar of Qing Xiaozi in the distance sounded intermittently, but it was not really heard.

A sword flashed.

Qing Suzi's flesh was eroded in the sword light, and only the toughest skull remained, which was pierced by a sword, with obscure mottled skulls that were as white as jade, and finally shattered into countless fragments.

Scarlet blood rains fell from the sky.

Blood.

Not even the immortal aura remained.

In the same place, only Motoyuko stood quietly.

The figure of Qingxiaozi galloping in the distance was also stopped by Zhao Siyu raising a sea of fire.

Looking at Qing Xiaozi's frightened and angry figure, Yuan Youzi slowly raised the killing sword again, but slowly put it down after a while.

"Let you run rampant today, and someone will take your life tomorrow, this is not what the poor Tao wants to do. ”

A sword, with a word, scared Qingxiaozi away!

The slaughter had just started here, and the screams of Qing Yuanzi came out not far away.

How is he the opponent of Su Musha now!

"Jinpeng Splitting the Sea" was unleashed, and the dragon claw directly tore Qing Yuanzi's head off the body! Even the physical body was directly dried up under the casting of "Northern Stygian Kun Swallowing", and finally the qi and blood completely dissipated, and the white bones that were as crystal as jade also became mottled and gray, and the dragon claws shattered with a slight touch.

The intense pain left Qing Yuanzi with only one head, still screaming miserably.

The remnants of vitality made Qing Yuanzi unable to die for a while, and he could only bear such pain alone.

The screams became more and more poignant, and it was not until half an hour later that they slowly dissipated.

On the other side, Qing Yuzi even owes the opportunity to scream miserably.

He was trapped in the boundless river of blood, and the scarlet robe turned into a magic weapon, obscuring Qing Youzi's perception, and Monk Garan slapped his palm directly on Qing Youzi's eyebrows like a peerless fierce god!

When he looked at Yongquan Sanren again, Qingjingzi's body had already turned into a pile of dry bones and blood mud, and Sanren pulled out Qingjingzi's backbone, and now he was refining this spine into the wooden staff in his hand.

He is walking the path of breaking ten thousand laws, and the natal magic weapon in his hand is the foundation of his own path, and he depends on immortality.

The purple moth is also a coquettish cry here, sealing the dantian and eyebrows of Qingyuezi, and the colorful dragon snake is dead entanglement of Qingyuezi, like a rope, more like a ban.

Su Musha transformed into a human body, laughed wildly in place, and after a moment, turned to look to the side.

From beginning to end, Qinghuzi, who was trapped in the Dao Ruins Great Array, had no chance to make a move.

Now, he doesn't have the courage to make a move.

"Boy, the deity gives you a chance to live, and you have to listen to the next words!"