At the moment when the white clothes were reckless, Shennongding suddenly appeared next to the funeral night, parchment paper appeared, ancient pine moire sword appeared, and gold, silver and bronze equipment appeared.

There are a lot of them, at least a hundred and ten pieces.

This change of face is quite amazing, and this accumulation is not far behind some small forces.

Besides, he also has a ghost night flower, lime powder, special weapons, and a unique brand.

If you don't know this, it's hard to imagine that a person wearing burlap and cultivating a very low level of cultivation would have achieved such an achievement.

"It's ...... Disarm and surrender?"

Not only the man in white thinks so, but even the Du family brothers and sisters and Sakura also think so!

The night of the funeral came, and he chose the land at the last minute.

The mountain temple is cold and bleak, and the quiet falling needles can be heard.

A smile appeared on the face of the man in white, this was deliberately for the funeral night, it was very infiltrating and very fierce!

The principle that a killer should have also began to waver at this moment, because he couldn't resist the dazzling array of belongings, and there was even the Shennong Ding, which was the treasure of prices.

This is so good that I'm embarrassed to do it.

In the same way, this brother is too upright, and his wealth is big enough to defeat all bullshit principles, at least in the hearts of the people in white!

"Are you excited?" asked Funeral Night.

The man in white nodded, and he smiled happily!

"Do you want it?" asked Funeral Night.

The man in white still nodded, and the frequency was very high, "...... in the future"

He originally wanted to say that you will be my brother in the future, and whoever dares to bully will find my brother, and my brother will take care of him for you every minute.

But he didn't let him finish his sentence on the night of the funeral, he only said one sentence and let the man in white be blinded.

"Beat me, these things could be you"

Sakurako almost didn't jump up, because these things were equally exciting to him, and they were so sultry.

But you shouldn't be like this! It's not a matter of minutes for people to beat you to death.

The brothers and sisters of the Du family are also very angry, they are very envious of the treatment of the man in white, and they can't wait to kill him on the night of the funeral.

"What you said is true?" the man in white always felt that something was wrong.

"Really, but you shouldn't be hopeless!" As he spoke, Funeral Night raised his hand and waved, very casually, but with something extraordinary in his casualness.

Because with the movement of his hand, those heart-warming equipment spread out like chess pieces, and soon scattered in various places of the mountain temple.

It's messy to look at, but it gives people a very regular feeling.

The man in white was suddenly stunned, what did he think?

That's right, no wonder it's so familiar, he did it when he was in the poplar tomb, this is not so big!

"Shit, this is a formation......"

The man in white had experienced the power of the formation firsthand, and he knew how difficult it was to deal with such a thing.

So the moment the voice of fear sounded, everyone, including the Du family brothers and sisters, was retreating, although they didn't know the inside story, they were instinctively afraid!

The mountain temple suddenly disappeared in the eyes of the man in white, and the endless night sky was like a soul banishment, as if it would never find a place to stay.

Sakurako's eyes have also changed a lot, because of the funeral night and the man in white, and even those heart-warming treasures.

The same goes for the white skeletons.

The mountain temple was empty and there was nothing.

But Sakurako didn't dare to move rashly, because she knew that this was a formation, and she had seen it with her own eyes when she was in the poplar tomb.

That screen gap seems to be close at hand, but it can block a master like the man in white.

If it weren't for the fact that he had Moyu to open the way, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to force him in a short time.

It's a ...... A skill that seems to override martial arts.

Sakurako was finally relieved, what she wanted was such a person, and only such a person could complete what Takeo said.

The formation seems to be a certain key to the rivers and lakes.

Outside the formation, there are calm, there are no waves, everything seems to be beautiful.

But no one dares to move, because you never know what kind of undercurrent vortex is hiding under the calm.

It's a life-devouring being.

The man in white tried this taste, the endless night, the endless void, and the game that could not be escaped no matter what.

This is despair, endless despair.

He tried to use the invincible throwing knives to split through the layers of obstacles, but some of the knives were like mud cows into the sea, and they disappeared without a trace, not caring if they came back.

That's because the flying knife is trapped in a labyrinth of white skeletons, and it has been wandering around that narrow corridor, constantly extracting the true qi reserves of the man in white.

Unless he forcibly interrupts!

The man in white tried a lot and did a lot, but to no avail, he suddenly felt a little cold in the air, it was a kind of cold that could penetrate the bone marrow.

This cold can freeze the blood, it can freeze the cells, as if it can also freeze the soul.

The man in white was very uneasy in his heart, and he began to use his true qi to dispel the cold, and reincarnated over and over again.

He even regretted it, he knew this, why did he take on this task?

I don't know if it's the reason for the operation of the true qi, the man in white gradually feels warmer and very comfortable, just like sitting on a rattan chair and cooperating in the sun for afternoon tea.

"Haha! Funeral night, whatever skills do you have, use it! Lao Tzu is not afraid! Hahaha!"

The man in white began to walk according to his own memory, in fact, the mountain temple was very small, so small that he couldn't even use his own flying knife with all his might, so small that he could cross it as long as he raised his true qi in one step.

However, just such a small mountain temple made it difficult for him to move an inch, no matter how much he paid, he couldn't take a single step!

The formation is really mysterious!

The man in white was a little envious of the funeral night, he thought, if he also had this kind of ability, then it would be very convenient to kill someone or something from time to time in the future!

Walking through an endless void is a chic experience and a fucked-up treat that can drive you crazy, drive you crazy, and make you feel hopeless.

Dry heat, inexplicable dry heat.

"Am I going to the Flaming Mountain?" the man in white stopped forcing, he was retreating, retreating, retreating rapidly.

But that kind of heat is like maggots on tarsal bones, and it can't be shaken off no matter what.

"On the night of the funeral, didn't you say that you want to fight Lao Tzu openly and alone? What kind of hero are you when you hide your head and show your tail, and you have the ability to come out and fight Lao Tzu to the death. ”

But no one answered him, and the one who was buried on the night did not show up.

The Void is dominated by unknown forces, from heat to heat, and then from cold to purgatory.

There was obviously no flame around, but the man in white felt that he was standing in a sea of fire, and he had thought of many ways, but he didn't get rid of the torment.

It wasn't until the end that he tried to suppress it with his true qi.

Hey!

It worked, it worked!

The man in white dances like a child who finds candy, and he can get tired of people happily.

However, if you see his face, it is definitely not funny, but terrifying.

(End of chapter)