Xue Peng's mind was agitated, and the golden light of his body fluctuated.

"Good chance!"

The smile on the corner of Xiao Se's mouth became thicker, and the sound of the flute suddenly became high-pitched.

Within a radius of dozens of zhang, it was shrouded in a thick black qi, and one after another red light shot towards Xue Peng, and at the same time, a loud roar sounded.

The roar was sharp and piercing, poignant, solemn, and breathtaking.

As soon as this whistling sound, Xue Peng only felt a tingling pain in his head, his whole body trembled violently, his eyes were slightly dull, and the golden light around his body suddenly dispersed.

At this moment, Xue Peng's physical body was completely presented in the black qi.

The sound of Xiao Se's flute became more and more sharp, and a cloud of black gas instantly submerged into Xue Peng's body.

At this moment, Xue Peng's body stiffened suddenly, and his gaze began to slowly drift.

Seeing this, Xiao Se's cold spiritual power around him slowly subsided, the sound of the flute gradually slowed down, and the surrounding black qi gradually retracted into the black flute, and the heaven and earth returned to a clear place again.

Xiao Se raised his head and looked at the sky, flowers were flying in the sky, and a few peach blossoms slowly fell, swaying, turning over a few times, landing in front of him, and landing on Xue Peng's forehead not far away.

At this time, Xue Peng seemed to have been drained of all his strength, and his whole person fell to the ground like a puddle of mud, his eyes were blank.

Xiao Se glanced at Xue Peng a few last times, showing a trace of disdain in his eyes, then turned around, raised his footsteps, and walked towards the tiger not far away.

Outside the mountains and rivers, Li Wan'er, who saw this scene, suddenly had an extremely bad premonition in her heart, and shouted, "Little slippery head, what's wrong with you, why don't you lie on the ground and don't move, get up quickly!"

"Little slippery head, get up and kill that sympathetic sissy!"

"Third uncle, the little slippery head must have learned from you that he was so slippery, you tell me, is this slippery head pretending to be dead again this time. ”

Li Wan'er grabbed Xue Bingwen's arm, and looked at Xue Bingwen with big eyes full of worry.

Xue Bingwen sighed when he heard this, and a trace of grief appeared in his eyes, "This time, I'm just afraid of ........"

Before Xue Bingwen finished speaking, Li Wan'er suddenly covered Xue Bingwen's mouth and said, "Don't say it, don't say it, just say that the little slippery head is pretending to be dead." ”

The two tigers' eyes widened, and their eyes were about to split, "What is that cloud of black qi that can shoot out two red lights, and it actually breaks the golden light of the senior brother's body?"

The young cultivator of the Qingshan Immortal Cultivation Academy on the side laughed loudly, "This is not a good golden light." ”

"My senior sister hasn't made a move yet, but she was broken by Xiao Se first, and she can't avenge the revenge of the day with her own hands, but it's a pity. ”

Erhu ignored the young cultivator, but stared at the mountains and rivers diagram closely, he didn't believe that the senior brother would fall like this.

Senior brother will definitely stand up again.

Just like before, everyone thought that the senior brother would die under the capture of the tiger, but didn't the senior brother still come back to life.

How could the senior brother's Dao Spiritual Technique not be able to deal with that gloomy and compassionate sorrow.

Yes, what other spiritual magic can Senior Brother have to restrain that Xiao Se?

The second tiger thought about it, and the only thing that could restrain this kind of gloomy aura was the golden light divine spell of the sun.

But now even the Golden Light Divine Spell has been defeated.

The heart of the second tiger has been sinking.

The young cultivator was ready to spray with Erhu, but Erhu ignored it, he suddenly felt bored, and turned to look at his senior brother, but saw that his senior brother Han Wu had a solemn face.

The young cultivator couldn't help but say, "Senior brother, the one surnamed Xue is finished, why aren't you happy at all." ”

Han Wu said, "The one surnamed Xue is no longer a concern, it's just that the black flute ........"

"What's wrong with the black flute?"

"That black flute, if I'm not mistaken, should be a 'ghost weapon'. ”

"Ghost weapon?" The young cultivator's face changed, and he said in a low voice, "Senior brother, are you sure you're right, Xiao Se is a genius of the Qinyun Academy, you can't talk nonsense!"

Han Wu's expression was also very solemn, "Use the ghost weapon to cast the Heavenly Demon Descent, and use the Yin of the Ghost Qi to break through the Yang of the golden light." ”

"To the yin, and to the yang to collide, the fight is to cultivate, Lingbao. ”

"The two of them are quite cultivated, but the ghost weapon in Han Wu's hand is a spirit treasure-level ghost weapon. ”

"Using a ghost weapon to cast the Heavenly Demon Descent, the power has increased to less than ninety percent of the power, and the surname Xue is naturally not an opponent. ”

"Being hit by such a level of Heavenly Demon Descent, even if you don't die, you will be stupid for the rest of your life. ”

Speaking of this, there was a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, "Doesn't he call himself a dumb, this title is really suitable for him." ”

Han Wu looked at Xiao Se who was dressed as a scholar and shouting a smile on his face in the picture of mountains and rivers, and his heart rose with a strong vigilance.

If you are against this person in the future, you will definitely run as fast as you can.

Outside the map of mountains and rivers, many people recognized the ghost weapon, and at the same time, they also recognized the Heavenly Demon Descent.

"I really never expected that this Xiao Se would actually cultivate into the Heavenly Demon Descending in the Gods and Demons. ”

"What is that?"

"The Heavenly Demon Descent is the two major town courtyards of the Qinyun Academy, and it is said that only the deans of the Qinyun Academy in the past dynasties are qualified to cultivate. ”

"Once cultivated, the gods and demons can descend at the same time, and they will not be able to break at that time, and nothing will be destroyed. ”

"It's just that even if the Heavenly Demon descends, it is a mighty and majestic power when it is used, how did it get into the hands of this Xiao Se, it is so ghostly. ”

"This can no longer be called the Heavenly Demon to descend. ”

Hearing this, one person's brows furrowed, "It's just that my royal court and the demon are incompatible, how can this Qinyun Courtyard cultivate this evil spirit method?"

"What about evil, as long as you can kill demons, it's a good spiritual method. ”

"No matter what, the one surnamed Xue lost to Xiao Se and lost to this spiritual art, not wronged, but the price was a little painful. ”

Everyone looked at Xue Peng's figure in the mountain and river map, and couldn't help but sigh.

Xue Peng looks younger, if it is a few years later, perhaps, it will not be this scene.

However, there is no possibility in this world.

The gray-clothed old man's pupils who maintained the operation of the mountains and rivers map couldn't help but shrink, and his face was still in disbelief.

This extremely cunning boy with a face like a city wall, that's it?

No way, this is absolutely impossible.

However, he thought again in his heart, Xue Peng was born in a cold family, not to mention the spirit treasure, even the spirit weapon did not have a handle, and that Xiao Se had the blessing of the spirit treasure, and the power of the heavenly demon descended by ninety percent.

Even this divine spell couldn't protect this kid's body, and he really couldn't think of any other means to protect himself.

Could it be that it's really over, and his precious apprentice hasn't apprenticed yet, so it's over?

In the county guard's mansion, Mei Shangxue hung the picture of the plum tree on the wall on the snowy night, and her husband Qing Mingzi looked at the two largest and most gorgeous plum blossoms on the black-brown branches and sighed, "I thought that two flowers could bloom together, but I didn't expect that one of them died early." ”

"It's a pity, it's a pity!"

Mei Shangxue on the side also said slowly when she heard this, "It's a pity, but it's also fate, perhaps, his destiny is like this!"

"I didn't expect that hundreds of years later, someone in the Xiao family actually descended the Heavenly Demon to cultivate, but unfortunately, he took the wrong path, and this matter has to be guarded against!"

At this time, in the map of mountains and rivers, a thunderbolt suddenly flashed in the eyes of Xue Peng, who had fallen to the ground.

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