The sight of Yang Quanzi tearing the sheep and swallowing the air was extremely terrifying, and the faint green light scattered everywhere reflected his face even more ghostly, and everyone knew that this was really a real demon.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this faint green brilliance is extremely clear except for the extremely cold, but in the eyes of the grandmaster, it is full of resentful spirits that describe terrible descriptions and howl and scream, and the resentment is boiling, which makes people feel cold.

Liu Tugou would not be frightened by this little vision, but was more concerned about the sharp rise in the other party's body, which was originally just a Qi cultivation realm, but at this moment, it had reached the level of the initial realm of inspiration without any bottleneck, and there was no sign of stagnation.

The first strike is stronger, and there is no reason to let this demon perform calmly.

The slaughtering knife slashed down obliquely, cutting straight to the center of Yang Quanzi's eyebrows, Liu Tugou saw that at the same time as he was uplifting, the four hundred cavalry commanders under his command had already circled the other party's side, and the cage was about to become a cage.

Interestingly, there are nothing to people, and the snowhoof green mantis beast is extremely irritable and ferocious, if it is not suppressed by Yang Xiong's halberd, I am afraid that it will have to be killed first.

The head of the bull in front of the shrine is only afraid that this spiritual demon cow will hurt it.

The blade chases the wind and the moon, as fast as lightning, but the surrounding scene is meticulous and unobstructed, all reflected in Liu Tugou's heart lake and sea.

Yang Quanzi's eyes have turned green, but the black hair on his head has turned gray, and he is the same as before, especially the slightly stiff skin and flesh suddenly become vivid, and he can reveal a more subtle and rich heart, which is a complex emotion of anger, hatred, flesh pain and excitement.

He threw the disemboweled, disemboweled, strange little lamb at his feet, and then drew an arc with his arms, and his palms were closed to the sky, grabbing the blade that struck from the top of his head.

At this moment, his own realm had climbed into the same realm of inspiration as Liu Tugou.

Boom!

The slaughtering knife is like a stone in the middle.

Yang Quanzi's body was too hard, and a pair of fleshy palms were hard to resist the slaughter, but they did not damage at all, but locked the blade tightly.

With his palms, even the sword qi without divine intent on the slaughtering knife could not be stopped slightly, and it was broken by him with one catch!

Yang Quanzi sneered, exerted force in his palm, and dragged his arms downward.

"The heart is like a resentful ghost, and the body is King Kong!

Liu Tugou was slightly stunned, this old demon really has some ways, no wonder not only old but also immortal, but also a party to the disaster.

He was torn off by Yang Quanzi's drag, his toes were a little heavier on the ground, and the whole person did not retreat but advanced, holding the handle of the knife and slamming it towards Yang Quanzi.

"If you want the knife in the second master's hand, I'll give it to you!"

Yang Quanzi was rushed by this ferocious force, and the follow-up killer plan that was originally brewing could not be used, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back, relying on several heavy stomps to stabilize the lower plate, and his two palms were still firmly locked in the slaughtering knife.

There are obviously a few more fingerprints on the body of the slaughtering knife, if it weren't for Liu Tugou's painstaking divine will every day, and when he repracticed at the beginning, he added rare and hard materials such as the ancient magic sword, I was afraid that he would have been pinched by Yang Quanzi.

Seeing this, Liu Tugou grinned, and used the strength of the opponent's hard top to exert his strength again, but this time he did not rush forward, but jumped up in the air again, with the slaughtering knife as the axis, the whole body rotated violently, and the slaughtering knife was also raging at the same time, bursting out with a brilliant brilliance that could not be concealed under the palm of Yang Quanzi's palm.

In a hurry, Yang Quanzi's smile changed sharply, and before he could react, he was released from the trap by the slaughtering knife that turned into a sharp knife wheel.

Yang Quanzi hurriedly avoided a few steps horizontally, his face was extremely ugly, and he rubbed his palms together fiercely, and actually rubbed off a thick layer of skin and flesh, which was as hard as iron skin, and smashed to the ground.

The wound on his palm was deep and dark, but there was not a speck of blood.

"This skin has limited qualifications, it was originally only used temporarily, but it was forced to meet in a hurry by you, a boy who doesn't know the height of the sky, and it ruined Lao Tzu's two-hundred-year plan, and your death is not enough to redeem it!"

Yang Quanzi's face was hideous and he wanted to choose someone to devour, in this moment, his hair had turned completely white, and a few conspicuous wrinkles crawled out of his face, obviously those faint green brilliance containing resentment can certainly give birth to realm power, but the price paid is equally expensive, and it can even be said to be heavy.

He raised his hand suddenly, and the other two neglected lambs flew to his side like sacrificed flying swords.

Yang Quanzi grabbed the one with pure red eyes with one hand, his eyes were full of impatience, he didn't even have time to tear open the belly of the sheep as expected, but bit the neck of the lamb fiercely.

The smell of blood instantly diffused, and a bright red blood rushed into the sky, boiling like water, but it was also cold to the bone.

Yang Quanzi swallowed heavily, his dark green eyes suddenly brought a touch of redness, and the exposed skin on his face also returned to smooth and flat, but although the hair was shiny, it was still pure white.

Inspiration!

Liu Tugou was amazed, and used a secret method to separate the grievances and blood qi and raise them for countless years, each of them was pure, and most of the aftermath was cut off, which was indeed more than a step better than the white-haired ghost doctor.

It's just that the body is already in the prime of youth, but it is still gray hair, or is there some kind of key missing in it?

His eyes looked at the last remaining lamb, which was dark, and he wondered what was in it.

Eating two sheep is a great inspiration, and eating another one is not to reach the top or even achieve supernatural powers?

Liu Tugou glanced at the four hundred horsemen, and saw that they were all awe-inspiring, but their eyes also glanced at the little lamb intentionally or unintentionally, knowing that they also realized the key to this battle, so he relaxed slightly.

The white horse Ah Wei, who had always been silent, suddenly sneezed a big sneeze, and spewed out infinite black gas from his mouth and nose, although he did not show the shape of a dragon, he was still extremely spiritual, and surrounded the battle group surrounded by five black crows.

The black qi quickly spread into the circle, and soon encountered the faint green resentment that was scattered around and was not swallowed by the sheep spring.

The miserable howl that had infiltrated people before sounded again, and the resentment was as bright as hot soup pouring snow, quickly dissolving under the erosion of black qi.

These three percent of the Yin Mountain dragon vein earth qi was originally confined in the ten thousand grottoes, the nature is almost netherworld, but the essence is extremely high, it can be regarded as the natural enemy of the ghost and god genus, and it is by no means that these resentful souls of less than two hundred years can resist it.

In a short moment, the top of the mountain was already like a ghost, and the villagers who had gathered only had time to escape for a small part, and the rest were all colorless, scrambling to get away from the black gas that could no longer be seen clearly.

The way down the mountain was crowded, and the villagers couldn't care about the lives of others in a hurry, crying, insulting, cursing, fighting, and all kinds of chaos made people's scalps tingle.

And whether it is the black crow led by Liu Tugou, who is waiting for the battle, or the old demon Yang Quanzi who is making waves, they can no longer take care of these villagers.

Although the black qi of Yin Mountain is good, it can't hide the dazzling blood light, although it is gradually weakening, but the qi of Yangquanzi itself is higher and higher, and in terms of the realm alone, there is no one in the field who can suppress it.

"It's always the second master who oppresses people with the realm, and I don't want to take turns in feng shui today. ”

Liu Tugou grinned: "Old fellow, have you ever seen the seeds germinate?"