Hana Hibiscus was angry, and the consequences were severe.

"Xiaohong, up!"

As a cultivator genius of the Ethereal Sect, she was as fast as lightning when she struck the sword, only to see a flying sword in her eyebrows turn from virtual to real, from small to large, and suddenly flew out, swishing, stabbing at the back of the white pure Confucian student.

There were two groups of people in the Buddha hall, one group was two, one of them was dead, and the other was handsome, but his eyes were blank and his eyes were scattered, and at a glance he knew that he was a stupid young man, and she was not a person who bullied fools! So she was angry with the other group.

In the face of this sword, Zeng Renjie didn't dare to be as brave as the hunchbacked old man, and the body of the Qi Refiner who was so weak compared to the martial artist would be pierced by the flying sword, even if it was two fists and two feet!

The light of the void ring flashed in his hand, and there was an extra shrinking talisman in his hand, and the vitality was drawn, the rune burned, and before the flying sword and the body, the figure disappeared, and when it reappeared, it was already three zhang away.

By the slightest margin, Zeng Renjie was scared into a cold sweat, and when he saw the flying sword turning and chasing after him, he immediately recognized it and shouted: "Zuo Jing, save me!"

Although there is still a shrinking talisman for the Naxu Ring, a shrinking talisman costs ten Yuan Qi Stones, that is, a thousand Yuan Essence Stones, which is enough for 100,000 silver coins, and it is not easy to use it when it is not to save your life. Of course, this is also the time to save your life, but in line with the principle of saving if you can, shouting for help is a way to do it.

Zuo Jing heard him shouting, frowned, and cursed secretly in his heart, the flying sword pulled a rolling straight line, intercepting the little rainbow flying sword of the hibiscus. The two flying swords come and go, drawing dazzling sword marks, colliding together, whistling, and the sound is connected, dense like firecrackers.

Zuo Jing was secretly frightened, seeing that the girl standing on the beam was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and she was on an equal footing with herself as a Sword Venerable of the Six Realms!

Fifteen or sixteen-year-old Five Realms or Six Realms?

The world is crazy!

"Guo Qian—"

You Meng shouted again, but still didn't respond, didn't she hear?

"People and ghosts have different paths, and the lowest ghost like you, no matter how loud you shout, you can't hear it as a human being. For them, you are a place of nothingness, and of course if they open their eyes, they can see you. ”

The sudden sound behind him frightened his soul, and he turned his head stiffly to look at Leng Yiren leaning against the beam, his eyes indifferently looking at the battle below. After a moment's hesitation, he asked, "How can I get her to hear?"

"Cultivation. Leng Yi didn't raise his head.

"Ghosts can also cultivate?" You Meng asked, but was interrupted by a shout.

"Dumbfounded. ”

The brocade-clothed boy fell to the ground, burst into tears, and did not get up, looking around blankly at the hibiscus, his eyes stopped, and his eyes were on her breasts that were beginning to take shape, and he shouted while drooling.

Hua Muhibiscus swept away, willow eyebrows upside down, I really wanted to turn the flying sword and stab him to death, and kept chanting in my heart: "This genius doesn't care about fools, and this genius doesn't care about fools......"

The shout of the brocade-clothed boy reminded him of his existence, Zeng Renjie glanced at the black-robed figure who was still chewing his heart, his eyes flashed with disgust, he sighed silently, and walked towards the brocade-clothed boy step by step. There was an extra yellowed book in his hand, automatic without wind, and he turned to the third page, and with the words in his mouth, he stood up from the page one by one, and the white light bloomed:

Zeng Zi said: The bird is dying, and its song is also mourning. When a man is about to die, his words are good. ”

The words and words flew up, enlarged and combined, turning into a large palm, caressing the top of the brocade boy's head, soft and gentle, like an elder caressing a junior.

"Ahh

"Hum—"

A sigh sounded between heaven and earth, followed by a buzzing and shaking sound, the magic circle on the nine-story pagoda lit up, and a giant white tiger appeared on the top of the tower, in the form of an angry roar, and its limbs fell down, suppressing the creatures in the ninth-story pagoda.

Even so, a white tail broke through the forbidden window and came out, its hair snow-white, clear and bright, and the moment it appeared, it pierced through the roof and shot at the large palm above the brocade-clothed boy's head.

A black-robed figure appeared out of thin air, blocking the front, stretching out his left hand, the black light in his palm surged, turning into black water, and the black water condensed into a black snake, biting the white tail.

The black snake was fierce and hideous, and its two fangs were cold and cold, but it was pierced by a blow from the white tail, and it was castrated, hitting the palm of the black-robed figure, with a click, the bones were broken, and then it hit the chest, spitting blood, mixed with the broken heart that had just been swallowed in the mouth.

But being blocked by the black-robed figure like this, it was too late to save people.

Seeing the large palm touching the top, it seemed to be gentle and gentle, although the young man in brocade was stupid, he instinctively rolled on the spot and rolled to the wall.

The movement of rolling was extremely skillful, and he could dodge it, but the large palm followed, and he didn't know how to deal with it when he rolled to the wall, holding his head with his hands stupidly, and his arms were slightly glowing with purple light.

Silently, the large palm smashed the purple light and burrowed into the head.

"Boom-", resounding through the sea of souls.

Soul shattering.

The black-robed figure disappeared out of thin air, and when it reappeared, he stood on top of the stone statue's head, stuffed the little heart left into his mouth, and the black light in his right palm surged, condensing into a mini black snake, and threw it at the head of the brocade-clothed young man.

Make sure nothing goes wrong!

Otherwise, if there is an accident, the punishment he will receive, even if he is the Demon King of the Seven Realms, he shuddered to think about it.

The white tail slammed suddenly, paused for two seconds, and then turned and killed the black-robed figure with strong anger, and the black-robed figure disappeared out of thin air one after another, and the white-tailed seemed to know where he would appear, and the white-tailed arrived as soon as he appeared.

The black-robed figure was embarrassed, but Yu Guang still paid attention to the mini black snake, and the mini black snake burrowed into the head.

At the same moment when the white tail chased and killed the black-robed figure, two other white tails broke out of the window and pierced the roof, one shot at Zuo Jing and the other shot at Zeng Renjie.

Zuo Jing hurriedly recalled the Daqu Sword, blocked in front of him, and with a "dang" sound, the Daqu Sword shook violently, and then smashed into his body with lightning speed.

"Bang-", Zuo Jingkou spurted blood, hit the lotus stone seat where the stone statue was sitting, and did not dare to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, stepped on the Daqu sword, turned and ran for his life, left and right, and the white tail chased closely.

Unlike Zuo Jing, who has been fighting with Hua Mu Hibiscus, as soon as the two white tails broke through the window, Zeng Renjie immediately ran away with the shrinking talisman in his hand, one after another, looking at the white tail that followed behind him like a fat, he didn't have any idea of saving at all, he just hated that he didn't go bankrupt to buy a thousand miles of charm.

One broke the window and fled, one hit the top and fled, one ran through the wall, and one did not follow the usual path. If you want to take the ordinary road, you have to take the main entrance of the Buddha Hall, the main entrance of the Buddha Hall is the closest to the nine-story pagoda, isn't that looking for death?

When escaping to the courtyard wall of Guyue Temple, three white lights rose, turned into three boundary walls, three white tails hit it, "dong dong" three sounds, ripples, helpless to give up, retracted to the wall of the Buddha hall, one of them hesitated to reach out to the young man in brocade, slowly caressing his face.

Outside the Guyue Temple, thousands of meters away, a magnificent sword light turned into a rainbow, and the murderous aura had arrived before the person arrived!

The three white tails retracted into the ninth-floor tower.

"Poor silly boy......"

Hua Mu Hibiscus looked at the corpse of the brocade-clothed boy, muttered in his mouth, and stepped on the sword and left.

"Guo Qian—"

You Meng shouted and chased after him, but how could he not be able to compare with the speed of the flying sword, he could only watch her leave, stunned, and miserable in his heart - life and death, it was not easy to see him, but he could see her, but she couldn't see him.

However, when I think about it, since I can see the first side, then there will be a second side!

You Meng cleaned up his mood, looked down at the young man in brocade, looked at his exact face, floated down, leaned over and stretched out his hand to probe his snort, his hand touched the arms holding his head, his fingers reached under his nose, and a powerful suction force suddenly hit.

The soul of the wandering dream was sucked into the mind of the brocade-clothed boy.

The soul of life and the soul of death merge.

The world is spinning.