At the mouth of the valley, the snow deposited seems to have melted due to the warmth of the early sun.

The heavens and the earth are no longer cold and biting.

In the woods on the mountainside, there was the sound of sneering footsteps, as if they were struggling to move forward in the snow.

The person who came was Jiang He, and at this time, his eyes were cold, and he walked slowly.

In the past, it was only two hours to the top of the mountain, but today it took more than half a day.

At the entrance of the cave, Jiang He took a deep breath, adjusted his expression, and slowly walked into the cave.

Seeing Mo Ya meditating with his eyes closed, he bowed respectfully.

"Master, the disciple does not live up to the trust, and there is no living mouth in the two towns under the mountain"

Then he bowed his head and said nothing, and stood aside obediently, the old man opened his eyes and slowly exhaled.

"It's done well, and I'm very satisfied with it."

pinched the trick in his hand, and saw that the Qiankun bag on Jiang He's waist was sucked into the hands of the cliff.

Jiang He's face was as usual, but his heart was horrified!

"This old thing can manipulate my magic weapon at will, so this blood condensing sword... This thing needs to be treated with caution."

Mo Ya opened the Qiankun sac, only to see that the blood and qi in it were rolling, and there were no less than 200 people in the essence of blood, and suddenly his eyes flickered, thinking that Xuantian Sect must be aware of it, so he was impatient.

"You go down and practice hard, and you will have your own benefits when you become a teacher."

Jiang He nodded yes, and slowly retreated.

"This kid has a lot of blood, although his cultivation is slightly insufficient, it is enough to refine a furnace of good pills."

The old man waited for the river to retreat, and thought in his eyes, so a Dan furnace appeared out of thin air in his hand, and slowly walked into the inner mansion.

With a "boom", the stone door closed, and Jiang He heard the sound of the door, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"It seems that you have to practice flying sword skills to have a little self-preservation"

So the pinch began to practice.

After four or five days, the cave was silent, and only the sound of flying swords shuttling through the roof of the cave was heard.

But there was a crackling sound in the inner house, and the Dan furnace in front of the old man was flying, and he couldn't stop thinking about it in his mouth, and he took out the elixir and put it into the furnace from time to time.

A burst of medicinal incense spread in front of him, and the old man was cautious, this furnace pill is called the bridge of life and death, and it is the ancient pill that breaks through the barrier and reshapes his body.

Among them, the adjuvant medicine is a hundred-year-old elixir, and there is even a five-hundred-year-old bloodline flower, which was collected by the old man in half his life.

The Bridge of Life and Death, as the name suggests, eats this pill, and you are either born or dead!

However, Shouyuan is approaching, and Mo Ya doesn't want to turn into dry bones in the mound, so he has to fight for his life.

Thinking of this, the old man's eyes flashed, this pill also has a taste of medicine, it is the flesh and blood of the living.

Among them, the essence and blood of the monks are used as the medium, and the flesh and blood are used as the guide, refining against the sky and seizing the creation.

And this one-armed boy is the last medicine, the corners of the old man's mouth are slightly upturned, and he suddenly becomes proud, but he does not dare to slack off in his hands, and urges the real fire even harder.

After another three or four days, Jiang He's heart has become even more uneasy lately, but he doesn't know where the source came from.

So he meditated and cultivated his mind, but he didn't know that the cliff had quietly come to his side, and there was a strange look in his eyes.

"Good apprentice, the road to the teacher will be completed, but there is still one thing missing, and the apprentice will get it for me"

When Jiang He heard this, he pretended to stand up respectfully and bowed.

"Please also ask the master to make it clear"

The old man smiled, waved his big hand, tied the river, and laughed wildly.

"Jiji, take your physical life, I don't know if the disciples can cut their love?"

Jiang He's eyes were frightened, and he struggled with all his strength, but the old man's hands were like iron tongs, and he couldn't move for a while, and roared.

"Master, I don't know what the disciple has done wrong, please spare my life."

He shouted on his lips, but he thought about it quickly in his heart, and the old man was silent when he heard it, but laughed even more.

Suddenly, Jiang He's face turned cold, his eyes were shining, and he pinched the sword, only to see the blood-colored flying sword rising out of thin air.

"Whoosh"

A whistling stabbed the old man from the front door, and the old man saw this figure move, and his eyes showed contempt.

"Good apprentice, your exercises are all taught by the teacher, why are you struggling, you can die for the teacher, it is your creation"

As soon as the words fell, he saw that although the flying sword pierced the air, it suddenly turned the head of the sword in the air.

"Qiang"

But he stabbed the old man in the back, and Mo Ya only heard a pop, and the flying sword stabbed into the back vest.

Suddenly his eyes were hideous and said, "Okay, okay, it's a little interesting, even so, I want to take your life and keep you."

Jiang He saw that he couldn't make a blow, and was about to move, but he saw the old man stabbing him on the back of the neck, and his eyes were suddenly dark, and he passed out.

"Hmph, if it weren't for the medicine that needed to be refined by the living, and take its grievances, why bother so much, and keep the kid alive"

After that, he flew away, carried the river in his hand, and went straight to the inner house.

The incense in the inner house is overflowing, and the bloody atmosphere outside the cave is like the difference between heaven and earth.

The old man threw the river into the smoky Dan furnace and pondered slowly in his heart.

"This medicine is introduced, there is no need for me to urge the real fire, just wait for its flesh and blood to be smelted, and the elixir will become its own."

So he meditated on the futon next to him, stabilized his true qi, and waited for a breakthrough.

"Whew"

The sound of a burning fire whistled in the ears of the river.

The fire in the furnace was monstrous, and the river was awakened by the burning of life, and the eyes were full of flames, and the mind was here.

I couldn't help but be discouraged and muttered to myself.

"Grandpa, Ah Xiu, Jiang He is here to accompany you"

So he let the real fire burn his skin, like a bloody man.

After a long time, there was a sudden bang outside the cave, and the door of the cave was smashed open.

A group of monks dressed in white, led by a grim-faced middle-aged man, roared in.

Mo Ya was meditating, and when he heard a loud noise, he couldn't help but be shocked, and when he saw the white-clothed Taoist monk embroidered with cloud silk outside, he immediately shouted angrily.

"Xuantian Sect's Bull-nosed Daoist, you are looking for death!"

The old demon pinched the trick in his hand, and a blood-colored demon knife roared out, heading towards the Xuantian Sect.

I saw that the people headed by the Xuantian Sect pinched the trick again and again, and a cyan barrier appeared in front of everyone.

It was a three-grade defensive magic weapon, the Qingguang Shield, the magic knife did not succeed in one blow, hovering in the air, and bursts of blood-colored sword qi slashed on the cyan shield, seeing that the Qingguang was unstable.

The person headed by the Xuantian Sect said solemnly

"Junior brothers, the old demon cultivation is profound, and the junior brothers will assist me in subduing the demon."

After that, the white-clothed Taoist priests behind him sacrificed their magic weapons one after another, and all kinds of essence and light pointed straight to the cliff.

Mo Ya's eyes were ruthless, and he pinched the trick again and again, and a blood-colored shield in front of him rose out of thin air, which was a powerful technique to control qi.

It's just a slight difference, seeing that everyone made no result, the old devil was in a positive position, and the breath of the great consummation of the foundation came roaring, and the movements in his hands were like phantoms.

Suddenly, the demonic energy of the cave was rolling, and a black demon flag rose to the sky, shouting and moaning continuously, as if it was purgatory in the world, and it was the ghost road treasure soul flag!

"It's not good! This old demon actually has a ghost way!

Let's talk about it, step on the seven star steps!

There are words in the mouth: the heavens and stars, the same way of all laws, hunting the sun, and I am the way!

The rest of the Xuantian Sect people were the same, and suddenly the masculinity in the cave house rose sharply, this was the Xuantian Sect's Golden Yang Demon Suppression Array.

And the yellow light and the demonic qi in the cave are fighting for each other, and they can't hold each other for a while.

Seeing this, the old devil gritted his teeth.

"These bulls have bad noses for me, and they all have to die"

Pinched the trick in his hand and slowly recited:

"Nine Shadows and Mysterious Underworlds, Luck and Fortune, Melt My Flesh and Blood, Ghost Road Wanchang"

Suddenly, the cave was cold, although there was no cold wind, it was also cold and biting.

"Who Called Me?"

A voice that seems to come from under the nine shadows is remembered in the cave, although everyone can't understand its voice, but it can be realized, very weird,

The old demon resolutely looked at a black-robed humanoid above him, and bowed down.

"Lord Ghost King, the believers have no intention of disturbing, they are willing to sacrifice with flesh and blood, and ask your lord to kill all the officials here"

When the people of the Xuantian Sect heard this, they were immediately frightened, and they retreated one after another, and the people in the lead shouted.

"Senior brothers, leave quickly, things here are difficult to get better, the old demon actually summoned the Yuan Infant Ghost King, we should protect ourselves and report back to the sect to be solved"

As he spoke, his feet kept moving, and he was about to be the first to break out of the hole.

Mo Ya looked at everyone and smiled

"Want to run?"

As soon as the words fell, I saw a big black hand grabbing the people of the Xuantian Sect, and suddenly his eyes rolled white, and he was taken away from his soul one after another.

Seeing this, the old devil bowed to the ghost king.

"Thank you, sir, please. Take the flesh and blood of the believers."

After saying that, he trembled all over, and he was also terrified, only to see the ghost figure above open his mouth and suck it, Mo Ya's whole body convulsed, and he was sucked up to most of the flesh, and suddenly his bones were as thin as firewood, and there was only a trace of essence and blood left in his body, and he was paralyzed to the ground

It almost fell, which shows that the cost of summoning the ghost king is so great!

The ghost above didn't look at the cliff, and there was a burst of spatial fluctuations, slowly walking into the darkness, leaving the old demon extremely weak on the ground, and he didn't even have the strength to raise his head....

The cave suddenly fell silent, as if nothing had happened......