"Bang!" a roar came from Bai Fu's body, as if a long-blocked joint in his body had been opened. His body shook, and the sound of crackling beans came from within, but the bones of his body were trembling and ringing.

The Tianmen Acupoint bulged for a while, and the White Restoration God and the Second Yuan God jumped out together, shining brightly.

Bai Fu only felt that his body was light, as if he had been shackled, and his Yuan Shen mind continued to expand and rise, as if he was about to go straight to the sky.

The light on the primordial gods gradually dimmed, and Bai Fu also woke up from the mysterious state of the soul flying out of the sky and wandering in the nine heavens, and the two primordial gods turned into clear qi and returned to the secluded mansion.

"Huh!" a cold light flashed in the room, but Bai Fu opened his eyes, and his eyes flashed.

"In the middle stage of the demon handsome, the physical body and mana have not increased much, but the Yuan Shen has strengthened more than ten times!" Bai Fu secretly estimated after feeling the physical condition after the promotion.

"Get up!" After thinking for a moment, Bai Fu's heart moved, and a wisp of invisible divine thought came out of his body, falling on the teapot filled with tea on the table, and the teapot floated up from the table in a moment.

The body of the ......pot tilted, and a stream of turquoise tea flowed out of the spout and fell into a teacup.

The teapot fell, and the teacup flew quickly towards Bai Fu under the support of Bai Fu's divine thoughts, and was picked up by him.

"A wisp of thought can lift a teapot weighing three or four catties, and the mind is full of thoughts, and it is easy to lift a thousand catties of heavy objects!" Bai Fu smiled slightly, and splashed the tea in the cup on the potted plant next to the bed with his backhand, and with a flick of his fingers, the teacup shot out and landed steadily on the table.

As soon as his mind moved, the body was full of energy, and the dirt on the surface of the body immediately shook away from the body.

With a wave of his sleeves, a small whirlwind blew in the room, rolling up the dead skin and blood on the ground and flying out of the window, falling under a peony flower that was blooming brightly.

"I've been in retreat here for a few days, and I'm afraid that Ziyun Qiang Dao (thief) is already waiting outside the city......" Bai Fu got up, walked to the window, and looked at the Huaguo Mountain of Dongsheng Shenzhou, which was invisible in the southeast, his eyes were confused, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Now that I have been promoted to an intermediate demon handsome, I am not afraid of that Ziyun Zhenren, but after these days, I am afraid that he will invite reinforcements to come......" Bai Fu's fingers tapped lightly on the window lattice, and a trace of heaviness flashed across his jade face.

"Where my heart desires, there is no fear or retreat, those who stand in my way to immortality should be killed! I will kill the protagonist of Journey to the West, why not be afraid of these deflated three!" Bai Fu was arrogant in his heart, and secretly said that with the greed of that Ziyun real person, he was afraid that he would not ask someone to help, and he would feel uncomfortable when he shared the spoils.

Thinking about it, Bai Fu returned to the bed to meditate, the blue blood sword was horizontal on his legs, consolidating the realm at the same time, not forgetting to cultivate the sword and cultivate the sword intent for the upcoming battle.

It's night, the night is dark and the wind is high, and there is a demon wind rising and blowing southeast!

Five miles out of the city, Bai Fu fell into an open space, standing with his sword outstanding. The night wind is howling, and the placket of the clothes is flying, as if they want to ride the wind away.

After waiting for a while, the person Bai Fu was waiting for arrived, and as he thought, Ziyun Zhenren did not look for any helper. Of course, it can't be said that it is greedy, wanting to monopolize the magic weapon, or it may be extremely confident in its own strength.

"Surrounded by mountains here, the Tibetan wind gathers qi, it is a good place to bury bones, it is quite suitable for you turtle bastard!" Ziyun Zhenren stopped three feet away from Bai Fu, and did not rush to make a move, but said in a strange way.

"Well, Grandpa Turtle specially chose it for you, the Turtle Sun, and I hope you don't dislike it!" Bai Fu was not angry, and said lightly, and began to inject true yuan into the Blue Blood Sword, and at the same time enhance his momentum.

"Buzzing ......" The blue blood sword in Bai Fu's hand and the peach wood sword on Ziyun Zhenren's back trembled at the same time, and a killing aura permeated the surroundings, the insects stopped chirping, and the air condensed.

"Zheng—"

The peachwood sword emitted a metallic clang, and the surface of the sword shone brightly, suddenly turning into a streamer of light, shooting towards Bai Fu's lightning.

"Kill!" Bai Fu shouted, his eyes bloodshot and turned red, and he suddenly drew his sword out of its sheath, took a step, and slashed forward with his sword.

Bai Fu took a step with the momentum of the gods treading the waves, the ground trembled, and he was directly stepped on an inch-deep footprint, and the blue blood sword that had been gathering momentum for a long time was cut out, and the peach wood sword flew in the middle.

"Dang!" There was a loud bang, the divine light shone, the wind swirled, and the dust flew.

This sword, Bai Fu has been gathering momentum for a long time, and when the sword is slashed out, the air is shaken!

This sword, Bai Fu didn't use the Extreme Fast Sword, nor did he have gorgeous sword moves, he simply slashed with a single sword, and some just had absolute power!

A sword slashed down, and Ziyun Zhenren's peachwood flying sword was slashed straight to the ground, trembling for a while, and directly did not move, but it was cut off by Bai Fu The true yuan and divine thoughts on it, and fell to the dust!

A sword slashed down the flying sword, and after Bai Fujiao stomped his foot on the peachwood sword, his body rushed forward and disappeared suddenly.

Ziyun Zhenren saw a flower in front of him, Bai Fu's figure had already arrived in front of him, and a little red purple light had arrived in front of him.

"Transposition!" Ziyun Zhenren shouted in his heart, his body shook, suddenly disappeared, and flashed to a height a hundred zhang away.

Bai Fu rushed forward a few zhang under the action of inertia, stood behind him, and turned to look at Ziyun Zhenren a hundred zhang away.

Bai Fu raised his sword, and a moonlight fell through the clouds, shining on the tip of the sword, and a drop of red blood on the tip of the sword was extremely dazzling under the snow-white moonlight.

Ziyun Zhenren's face was expressionless, and he didn't hide the bloodshot flowing from the center of his eyebrows, obviously Bai Fu's provocation did not anger the other party.

"This old way of shifting and transposing is not inferior to my Qiankun Shift (I have seen the mountain god's shrinkage into inches, Bai Fu changed the name of his body), the raid effect is not beaten, but only steadily and steadily, slowly consuming him. I don't believe that this old guy's physical strength is stronger than that of a turtle, and his mana is stronger than that of me who cultivates two sets of exercises!" Bai Fu's eyes moved, the sword dragged diagonally to his side, stepping on the Shenao waves, and quickly running towards Ziyun Zhenren, every step he took fell, and the momentum on his body became stronger.

"Kicking and kicking ......" step by step, and under the full operation, a brutal momentum surged out of Bai Fu's body, and gradually condensed into a phantom of a dragon's head and turtle body and a unicorn tail, which was the divine beast.

"Boom ......" A howl like a dragon's groan came from Ao Ying's mouth, and Bai Fu's speed suddenly increased.

"This is the blessing of blood!" Bai Fu's heart moved, carefully comprehending this state, hoping that the next time he faced the enemy, Ao Ying could still come out to help.

Ziyun Zhenren's eyes flashed, his mind moved, and the peachwood sword that was knocked into the dust by Bai Fu was immediately taken back by him. He didn't reach for the sword, and the peachwood sword flew back behind his back and thud into the sword bag. He reached his waist and took the red-skinned gourd into his hand.

Seeing that Ziyun Zhenren didn't use a peachwood sword, nor did he use the mysterious immortal guide compass, let alone the hairpin on his head, but took off the ordinary red-skinned gourd on his waist, Bai Fu's heart couldn't help but burst.

"This gourd, isn't it too high-grade, I just thought it was an ordinary commodity last time? As soon as it is opened, it will suck people into it and turn into pus and blood, or, there is a killing weapon like a flying knife for slashing immortals, as soon as the lid is opened, it emits a cold light, and then the fairy head falls to the ground...... Bai Fu was frightened, and suddenly accelerated his speed, wanting to stop Ziyun Zhenren from opening the gourd that he didn't know what the magic was for.

said that it was too late and that it was fast, in Bai Fu took the ninth step, there was still one step away from Ziyun Zhenren, and when a few zhang away, Ziyun Zhenren had a thumb, and the gourd plug popped up with a "snap", and the gourd was in the mouth......