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The place where the withering and glory converge has been mixed into one, no cold and no heat, no summer and no winter, the Yin and Yang Monument fell in the silt, split, and the remnants of the formation of the Heavenly Array, after tens of thousands of years of wind and frost, finally destroyed under the joint impact of the four-headed demon of the Nine-headed Bird Fire Qilin of the Fighting Emperor River. (Read the latest chapter for the first xinbiqi.co).

The last vestige of an era is finally over, and Wei XVII is a little embarrassed.

Revisiting the old place, the ghost gate abyss is still the same, with masson pines, stone beams, abysses, and mist, except for the shrill and hissing human-faced dove, and the head is like a red-pupiled snake. He still remembers the fall, remembers the evil spirit, remembers the snow cave Huanglongzi sitting here, remembers the violent and hurting people, and beheads every detail of Qi Du's Liuyang Leader.

Memories are flooding with memories that make people smile.

When he came here this time, he didn't mean to ask the master for sin, Wei Qiqi just wanted to discuss with the big dragon, if it knew each other, it wouldn't hurt to give it some benefits. He understands the principle of raising Kou self-respect. As for the unlucky monks, who are greedy and reckless in the depths of the Devil's Gate, one will always have to pay the price for his decision, no matter how terrible......

The Ghost Gate Abyss, once a dangerous place, is now also regarded as a smooth road, Wei XVII popped out the Hidden Snow Sword, and the Imperial Sword flew up, plunging into the abyss like a meteor. He put away his breathing technique, and did not hide the breath of the snake, and all the monsters under the ghost gate were all cleared, and he retreated back into the cave as if he was escaping, hiding and hiding, and he didn't probe.

This is from instinctive fear and awe, Long Zeba snake, swallowing the eight wildernesses, such a fierce demon, to avoid it.

A hundred zhang is fleeting, the further down, the more intense the breath from the fire, all that catches the eye is black obsidian, flashing with a little light of the stars, the grass and trees are not growing, the birds and beasts are extinct, and the silence is terrifying.

Wei Qiqi estimated that he had descended to the depths of the Ghost Gate Abyss, crossed the nest of the nine-headed bird, and entered the realm where no one had ever set foot before. There is still no trace of the demon clan, those old things that have been dormant for tens of thousands of years, they may not be scared away by him!

Dijiang Yingtian, the nine-headed bird Du Jiu, the fire unicorn Huo Xuan, the anger of killing this big demon has not disappeared, if there is really a soul, it must be entangled around him, showing his teeth and claws, and lingering.

It rained down dozens of zhang, the heat subsided a little, the steep stone wall was full of water droplets, the mist gushed out, and an old giant ray poked its head out of the crack in the stone, its eyes were yellow, and its movements were slow, and it stared at Wei Qiqi for a long time, and said, "Who are you?"

Wei Qiqi was too lazy to speak, and asked bluntly, "You killed eight monks before?"

The big ray thought for a long time, and said slowly: "It seems that there is such a thing, a few juniors, noisy, eat until the stomach is stable." ”

It said a few words, its eyelids slowly drooping, drowsy.

Wei Qiqi coughed and said, "Pay attention in the future, don't kill them all, eat one or two to relieve your cravings, and just drive the rest away, remember?"

The big man was demented, shook his head, and said, "Who are you?"

The chicken and the duck talked in vain, Wei Qiqi felt that it was too old, and his brain was not very flexible, so he said patiently: "Are you the only one left in this place?

"Clever one?" the big ray yawned and spewed out a mist of water, "Who are you......?"

Wei Qiqi laughed dumbly, is he a thief when he is old and not dead, is he really old and confused, or is he pretending to be crazy and stupid? Sure enough, if a person is cheap, he is invincible, he shook his head, and the Hidden Snow Sword shot out, and suddenly rushed to the front of the big man, and smashed it with a fist.

The strong wind was raging, the demon yuan was agitated, the big ray seemed to be sluggish, and the instinctive reaction was still there, and he hurriedly raised his claws to cover his eyes. Wei Qiqi smashed his fist on the back of its claws, and with a loud "buzz", the big dragon shook all over, and his body flew out of the rock crevice and fell into the abyss.

Wei XVII Imperial Sword followed, and suddenly heard an angry roar, and the ice rose protrusively, like a spear and a sword, spreading from the cliff to the void, opening all over the world in an instant, and the big dragon stepped on the ice and stood up, flicked its tail, and suddenly the wind was fierce, and the ice was frozen for thousands of miles.

After all, the big ray is old, it has been boiling for tens of thousands of years, and it is not far from the lamp drying up, the cultivation may still be there, but the magic power is not enough to see at all, Wei Qiqi pulled the five-colored divine light, swept the ice into the air, stretched out his foot and stepped on its scalp, the five-colored divine light sickle hooked his throat, and said, "Can you talk well now?"

Before the words fell, the big man's eyes showed helplessness and sadness, his limbs tightened, and all the ice turned into water qi, disappearing out of thin air, and his huge body fell into the abyss. Taking its life is only in the palm of his hand, but it is meaningless, Wei Qiqi deliberately left it to guard the ghost gate abyss, so he deflected the five-colored divine light sickle, and the tip of the blade broke through the throat, without cutting off its head.

A cut in his throat was opened, and the big ray rolled in the air, blood rained down, and smashed on the cliff one after another, hitting the gravel and flying all over the body. In the darkness, the green and red eyes gradually lit up, and countless monsters popped out of the nest, looked at them a few times, and then retracted, just as if they didn't know.

After the catastrophe Emperor Jiang and other big demons were destroyed, under the ghost gate, there were really no powerful big demons, and the movement was so big that they didn't come out, and the big dragon was probably the only surviving patriarch. Wei Qiqi frowned, he didn't start with a heavy hand, how could it be so vulnerable?

After a few breaths, the big ray smashed heavily on the mountain rock, the bone joints were broken, the blood in the throat gushed like a spring, and an old life went to ninety out of nine. Back at the familiar bottom, it seemed to wake up a little, struggling to paddle its limbs and climb onto a bronze coffin, panting and its eyes dyed red.

Wei Qiqi followed closely, but saw that in the pile of stones, seven bronze coffins were surrounded by a circle, and a colorful feldspar was nailed in the center, several people high, shaped like an irregular iron drill, the brilliance was uncertain, and it was like a fairyland.

The Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi was disordered, and there was an ominous aura in the air, Wei Qiqi frowned, secretly vigilant.

The big ray was severely injured by the five-colored divine light sickle, his breath was dying, his throat "gurgled", and he couldn't speak. It glared angrily, raised its right claw, and slammed it on the bronze coffin with all its might, three times in succession, shattering bones and tendons, and flesh and blood flying.

The bronze coffin suddenly lit up, and the complicated forbidden loops were hooked together, as bright as stars, as if some mechanism had been touched, and the big dragon screamed, and the old body exploded one after another, and a cloud of blood mist seeped into the coffin and disappeared without a trace.

"Boom!"

"Knock knock!"

A low heartbeat sounded in his ears, like a drum, like thunder, a crack in the bronze coffin, a shriveled big hand poked out, skin and bones, glowing with jade-colored luster, on the back of the hand, there was a mass of swallowing and stretching shadows, and the power of the soul was like a divine soldier out of the sheath, unparalleled.

Wei Seventeen's heart was pounding, and he could see that the dilated shadow was the "void" of the Horcrux!

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