The corpse face Jiao has been sealed for a hundred years, and the realm has been cultivated to the bottom of the river, and it has already fallen to the Jindan realm. At that time, it was indeed only one foot away from the fading dragon, but it was only because of karma and heinous sins that it did not get its wish. Although the corpse-faced Jiao was an evil yin thing, it also had extraordinary vision, and its red pupils suddenly narrowed.

This kid who slowly got up from the king's shell was very strange.

Chang Xi tilted his head, his originally strong body as a tiger and leopard shrunk in a circle, his undulating body showed a heavy feeling like a craggy rock, and the heartbeat of a dense drum in his chest was like rolling winter thunder, and an unimaginable power surged under his still white body like jade at this moment.

The man stood up, Tianhuang and Xiaoyao couldn't help but look up, and the two pairs of eyes of the golden boy and jade girl were puzzled. The man's appearance is indeed Chang Xi, but what is this familiar strangeness?

It's like a different person.

The man was just about to lift his feet and take a step, Xiao Yao hugged his legs and feet, tears flowed down his red face, and the indifference on the master's body scared her.

The man straightened the black fox fur on his body, patted his cheeks, his indifferent face flashed a hard-won stiff smile, bent down and touched Xiao Yao's pigtails, pointed at Ah Ying who coughed up golden blood on the side and said, "Cure that eagle, okay?"

Xiao Yao let go of his hands, wiped away his tears, and nodded vigorously.

He stepped out of the light curtain, and the aura on his body instantly stepped into the Jindan realm, Chang Xi squinted his eyes slightly, spread out his white palm in front of him, and an inexplicable playfulness flashed in his eyes: "Little King Kong's physique? ”

The handsome man with a fox fur on his shoulders raised his head, a silver cross star quietly appeared in his eyes, and his thin lips that were as scarlet as grease were pursed, and he was angry, and then hideous.

There was a winter thunder under Chang Xi's feet, which exploded in the ears of the corpse face Jiao in an instant.

The corpse face Jiao with the empty door wide open was approached by Chang Xi, who had nothing in his hand, in the blink of an eye, his red eyes were treacherous and cold, and his claws under his ribs were about to pull this boy who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and then cut off his head by the bone sickle!

Chang Xi's surging blood qi traveled around the acupuncture points of his limbs and hundreds of bones, and the golden dragon phantom behind him was entrenched high in an instant, so fast that his palms, which could no longer see the trajectory clearly, were attached to the ghost claws, and the cold killing intent and ruthless momentum were like clouds and mud compared to before.

One hand will cut off the Yue, and the other hand will intercept the river.

He's going to get wounds for wounds.

The claws under the ribs of the corpse face were torn off by a terrifying force of nearly 100,000 catties, and the owner of the ghost claws was vicious, and the ghost claws were broken and stabbed into the old wounds in the abdomen of the fox man. It's a pity that this time the ghost claw only pierced into the flesh, and it was difficult to continue, and the vicious ghost claw and the white skin and flesh actually sparked gold and iron.

Chang Xi abandoned the two ghost claws that were still trembling like a shoe, and didn't care about the few blood holes with chopsticks in his abdomen, and said with a hideous smile: "Why, the evil Jiao that was only one kick away from the door to turn into a dragon is now capable of this? If I have cultivated the Donkey Kong Immortal Body, wouldn't it matter if I stood here and scratched you for hundreds of years?"

The miserable-looking corpse was covered with blood, and two ghost claws soon sprouted from the fractured bone stubble. As long as the evil yin things like it that have been cultivated by countless rich corpse qi are not harmed at all, even if they have severed limbs and arms, even if they have a broken head, they can consume corpse qi and recover in a short period of time.

The corpse-faced Jiao is bloodthirsty by nature but not stupid, and the heavenly thunder that split it back to its original form hundreds of years ago also opened its mind, and its mind is close to a demon. The body with a huge tail crushed the Daodao ravines on the ground, and the red eyes flashed like lanterns in the night, full of yin poison and killing machines.

It never believed that just three days could make the previous kid who couldn't even withstand it a blow become so brave, this son was domineering in both physique and strength, especially the momentum that was willing to exchange death for death and injury for injury made it bow its head.

In the killing room, it is like two people.

In the azure light curtain, a pair of golden boys and girls are also busy.

Xiao Yao stroked most of the dull feathers that had fallen off, broke the sharp beak of Shen Junying'er, and stuffed a precious elixir that was enough to make ordinary monks red-eyed. Ah Ying turned her eyes and glanced at the little medicine sister who was closest to it, touched her red face with her sharp beak, and then knelt down to digest the medicinal power.

Xiao Yao pulled the corner of Tianhuang's clothes, twitched his delicate nose and asked gently, "Why is the master's aura completely different from before?" as if another person was in his body. ”

Tianhuang raised his tender hand and put Yuehong, who had been fighting for three days and three nights, into the scabbard to warm up, shook his head and said: "I don't know the strange aura on my father's body, but Brother Yuehong just told me, so I don't worry about it." ”

"What did Brother Yuehong say?

The anxious little medicine dragged his hand and almost dragged Tianhuang to the ground.

Tianhuang was also a little tired, and he was carried by Xiao Yao and sat on the ground, looking at the two equally hideous figures colliding together again outside the light curtain, and said slowly.

"That's the other side of Daddy. ”

The sword qi roared under Chang Xi's feet, and what he paced out was a strange footwork that had never been heard of before.

When the corpse face Jiao slashed by the air swing scythe, he raised his hand to kill it inch by inch, and stayed in the air for a moment, the corpse face Jiao had rough skin and thick flesh and ate it, although this blow was not tight, but it was also taken advantage of by Chang Xi, whose body speed skyrocketed, to go around behind him.

The hands that were far harder than Jin Shi wiped their necks and wanted to strangle the corpse, but how could this evil Jiao, which had also gone through countless fights, react quickly, and the claws under the ribs retracted into the body, and the flesh and blood on the back rolled and gave birth to the two ghost claws under the original ribs to move back to the disadvantage.

The bone sickle of the two arms took the opportunity to return the color, Chang Xi sneered, and ripped off the two ghost claws again with two more blood marks on the flesh that were visible to the bone.

After seeing the blood, the evil Jiao, who became more and more hideous, smiled with a pale face: "I think that if you have cultivated the little King Kong physique of a bald donkey, you can be my enemy? ”

The corpse face licked the golden blood stained on the bone sickle, and the two red lanterns hanging on his twisted face were full of banter: "I want to see how long you can last." ”

The corners of the black fox Qiu Gongzi's mouth curved in a strange arc, "Isn't it a weapon, who said I don't have it?"

The corners of the mouth of the evil Jiao who were in the grip of the victory were also terrifying, and he looked at the long sword in the gentle scabbard, but found that the young brother in front of him was not ready to draw the sword or plan to realize the sword.

He looked back at Yuehong, who had been fighting hard for three days and three nights, and there was relief and helplessness on his blood-stained indifferent face, and he spread his hands and said, "That's it, I can't get used to it anyway." ”

Facing the evil Jiao who had lived for a hundred years, the black fox Qiu Gongzi slowly closed his eyes.

In Chang Xi's body, the black qi that was unknown but extremely pure poured out from the hundreds of limbs and bones and merged into rivers and rivers, surging towards the spiritual platform that had become a sword-shaped shape.

The golden dragon who was high above the sea of golden blood and always looked at all beings watched the rolling black tide flow by his side, without the intention of stopping it, and the black tide was wrapped along the hilt of the small sword suspended in the dantian, like a wall creeper.

The little sword that flickered with cold light was full of spirituality, but it also had no intention of refusing, allowing the black tide to completely cover itself. The rolling black tide writhed like a living thing, attached to the small sword and stretched and stretched everywhere, and then gradually calmed down.

The long sword, which was pitch black and deeper than the night, quietly took shape.

The golden dragon in the sea of blood rarely looked down at the jet-black sword at the dantian, and there was a smile on the huge dragon's head that had never been seen before.

The silver cross star in the eyes of the handsome young man, who was as deep as the night, reappeared, his eyes were slightly open, and his feet stepped on the sword, and the wind surged in the blink of an eye.

A sword erupted from his mouth.

A sword slashes the evil Jiao.