Cao Man, who witnessed the capture of the dignified son, was already pale.

The fifth prince's face was pale, and he was grabbed by the neck and unable to move in front of the hundreds of thousands of troops on both sides, and this humiliation was even more uncomfortable than killing him. It's just that at this time, the strength of this arm that restrains him hanging high is really terrifying, Rao is the great power that can make the mountain swallowing beast bend his knees with one step of his feet, and he still can't help this black-robed sword cultivation of unknown origin, isn't this person made of diamond throughout?

When he was just about to urge some kind of demon secret technique to get out, Leng Buding heard this guy who fell from the sky say that he had killed a prince, and immediately lowered his head and looked at the sword cultivator sarcastically, wanting to see what kind of cheeky nonsense this person was.

This look made him fall into an ice cave in an instant.

This person is exactly the same as the sword cultivator who killed the sixth brother?!

Then the fifth prince didn't even have time to urge the secret technique of getting out, and there was a sound of flesh and blood tearing like a crack in his ears, and he saw the black-robed man's hand around his neck changed to a double number, and the wrong force twisted and tore it, and suddenly the intense pain drowned him like a tide, and his vision shook for a while, and he was immediately impregnated by the sea. The last scene he saw was that the sword cultivator tore him into two pieces like tearing paper, and took out the Yuan Ying from his body.

The good head wearing the purple and gold crown sank into the sea, and his tempered body, which was praised by his father several times in the Demon Domain royal family, was as fragile as white paper in this person's hands, and he couldn't see it.

Wildfires burn inexhaustibly, and spring breezes blow and regenerate. The black-robed man clenched his fists mercilessly, and the Yuan Ying in his palm, whose face was full of horror and kept begging for mercy, was crushed into nothingness, and then the two pieces of his torn body were crushed into powder with sword qi. These Demon Domain royals have demon cores in their bodies, as big as pigeon eggs and small as dust, hidden in the flesh and blood meridians, which are extremely difficult to find. As long as the demon core is not shattered or destroyed, these people in the Demon Domain royal family can use this demon core to exert racial supernatural powers, and then achieve the goal of resurrection from the dead.

Chang Xi, who had already choked the lifelines of these Demon Domain royal families, naturally would not forget.

The elite of the demon race who witnessed the bloody scene couldn't believe their eyes, that was the five princes of the half-step refining realm, how could the invincible existence under the realm of refining the void be torn in half by the human race of the same level?

Xin Tong and Qing Xuan looked at the black robe with their backs to them, their fingertips trembling.

The fourth prince Ying Jue couldn't help, and the divine power in his hand fluctuated and fluctuated, and the corners of his mouth were hideous and he was hesitating whether to go up or not to Cao Mandao: "Is the Refining Corpse Valley iron-hearted to remove the name from the Ten Thousand Demons?"

Cao Man didn't dare to hesitate any longer, and the White Bone Lady, who he jokingly called the Jade-Faced Buddha between the beds, rolled back to his side, shouted that the junior was crazy, and both attacked and killed.

Chang Xi faced the two Void Refining Realm powerhouses who had been famous in the Southern Xinjiang Region for a long time, but still did not draw his sword, and met them with his bare hands. Cao Man, who spared his life like gold, naturally would not be the first to take the risk, but he could see it clearly from a high place, this black-shirted young man only strangled with his wrong hands, and tore the five princes who could be regarded as a small mountain in the realm of refining the body in half like a piece of paper, and the domineering of his strength was outrageous.

He asked himself to be old and strong, and at the age of more than 200 years, he can still stand tall and pound the jade Buddha with a golden spear every night. But in terms of body cultivation, it is more than a star and a half inferior to the five princes, if this encounters this black-robed monk with strange strength, wouldn't it be a miserable end to be dismembered?

On the way Chang Xi ran across the sea, many demon elites blocked the way, and the closer he got to the mountain-swallowing beast, his status and strength could be described as second to none in the army. It's a pity that the fate of these demon elites is not far from what Cao Man expected before, but anyone who is close to the black-robed monk will not be able to end up with a good death without exception.

In the battle line of the two clans that fought again, there was a path of Shura that broke through the bloody waves and shattered limbs with the strength of one person.

In the eyes of outsiders, it seems that this bewitching woman who has been reduced to a corpse refining is not a strong enemy, but rather like a pretty widow who has been in drought for a long time and wants to be entangled with a stealing wild man. The eyes are like silk, and the plump body that is already extremely sultry and sultry has a jade light flashing in a trance, and the face suddenly turns from obsessive debauchery to dignified and solemn, just like the six-beaded Bodhisattva with three thousand green silks in the Buddha Gate Landa Mountain, but it is more and more attracted to the surroundings to see this scene, whether it is the enemy or me, the monks are churning with lust in their stomachs, the spiritual platform is dirty, and their minds are full of how to eat this stunner in the world, and there are no bones left!

The sword cultivators with superb Dao methods in Qingyun Mountain quickly barely recovered their senses from the muddy nightmare, and their hearts were shocked, this demon girl can still have such a charming ability after refining the corpse, God knows what kind of prodigal appearance she should have when she was alive!

Chang Xi, who was closest to Mrs. Bai Gu, suddenly stopped with his hands and turned his hands into the magic power, his eyes were no longer clear, and he threw himself into the woman's arms in a daze.

Cao Man couldn't help but feel excited, it really didn't take much effort.

This jade-faced Buddha really did not waste his love night after night, and at a critical moment, he lived up to his expectations and took down this domineering young monk. In the end, he is a young man with strong blood, and his mind is blinded by just charm. His heart fluctuated so much, he couldn't wait to bring the body of this young monk back to Southern Xinjiang to concoct it into a refining corpse, with such a powerful refining corpse on his side, plus this jade-faced Buddha of the Refining Void Realm for his lewd pleasure, wouldn't the entire Ten Thousand Demons in Southern Xinjiang have to be said by him in the Refining Corpse Valley?

Wishes are always good, but reality is always cruel.

Chang Xi crashed into the magnificent mountains and rivers on the chest of the jade-faced Buddha as if he had lost his soul, wrapped his arms around the woman's waist, and then had the posture of exploring the depths of the two buttocks under the waist, looking lost in the flowers. The dignified face of the woman like a Buddhist Bodhisattva swam up the man's neck, and suddenly without warning her face turned into a hideous and terrifying, and the scarlet fingertips that could easily cut off the meteoric iron spear were just about to wipe the flesh of her neck, but before she could really get her hand, a palm pierced through her waist socket obliquely on her chest, and slowly pulled out a withered heart with purple and black color.

"The method of refining corpses is unique, but the weakness is under the waist and hips, kitsch. ”

Chang Xi, whose face was as usual, watched the woman's beautiful skin quickly empty, and a large amount of yin qi in his body escaped, this jade-faced Buddha who was reduced to a plaything under his crotch before and after death did not know whether it was pitiful or hateful, finally came to an end, and after a pop, it became a dry bone in the depths of Erhai Lake, and no one could remember the name after thousands of years.

Before Cao Man could roar out of his astonishment and anger, a roar piercing his eardrums sounded again in the sky of Erhai Lake, and he looked up.

A giant battleship and countless Haidong Qingqun crashed into his entire field of vision.