Surrounded by the black qi of Yin Mountain, in the dazzling red light, the old demon sheep Quanzi has white hair and green eyes, and his expression is indifferent, which sets off the immature appearance of the original body to be extremely weird and hideous.

He was already inspired, and he was confident enough to strangle the five elite border soldiers who were rarely dressed in black around him, except for the excessively young Inspired Middle Realm Swordsman in front of him and the Inspired First Realm Demon Sect junior who knew the rhythm of music, the remaining three half-step inspired military masters were not taken seriously by him at all.

Hearing Liu Tugou's question, Yang Quanzi sneered and did not answer, but just swept his gaze inadvertently from the black gas around him, and a trace of deep jealousy and greed reflected in the depths of his eyes.

"Which great sect and tyrant are you descending from, and you are relieved to let you carry such a heavy treasure to swagger around? ”

Although he asked Liu Tugou, most of his mind was observing the movements near and far, looking for the guard master who was hidden in the shadows, which was the proper meaning of the question of the gate valve to protect the important members.

This time it was the second master's turn to sneer, and after laughing, he asked again: "Old ghost, have you ever seen a seed germinate?"

Yang Quanzi came back to his senses slightly, and the red light in his eyes was sheng: "Really Lao Tzu didn't dare to kill you?"

He didn't find the hidden master, and at the same time he was suspicious and sure, and this murderous intent could no longer be suppressed.

Since today's things are no longer good, the old demon who has been rolling in the sea of blood for hundreds of years does not mind strangling a few junior talents at all.

Liu Tugou grinned: "The aura is the seed of the field and the heart knife, and I have endured it for a long time, and tonight is the time to germinate, but I don't know what it can grow." ”

He raised his head and took a deep breath slowly, the root was still sick and devouring the sky, as if it had a bit of warm water-swallowing charm, but the effect was like a long whale absorbing water, instantly drumming up the aura in the entire mountain, surging and converging, rushing towards him.

The brilliance of the stars and moon in the sky also flourished, shining brightly all over the heavens and the earth, although it was not as bright as day, but it dispelled all the gloom and gloom up and down the hills within a radius of several miles, and even the black qi of the yin mountain that had spread was squeezed out, and it condensed into a fierce Jiao again, as if it was provoked, and opened its teeth and claws towards Liu Tugou.

Ah Wei hurriedly hissed, and used the strange exercises learned on the heartless paper to recall Heijiao.

Seeing such a shocking scene, even Yang Quanzi, who was accustomed to seeing the wind and waves, couldn't help but change his face greatly, if it weren't for the fact that the black-clothed young man in front of him had a unique vitality of a young man from the inside out, he would almost think that the other party was also an old demon who had taken away and rebuilt.

Yang Quanzi didn't talk nonsense anymore, his body was already full of qi, and his divine inspiration had been accumulated to the peak, so he didn't hesitate to poke out a claw forward.

The torrent of aura that gathered was suddenly chaotic, almost giving people the illusion of a void collapse, and in that collapsed place, an extremely huge dark green bone claw suddenly appeared, with distinct knuckles, and the claw body was densely covered with a crimson wailing ghost face, with sheep's horns on its head, twisted and hideous, almost not human-shaped, and the number of dense scenes made people's scalps tingle when they looked at it.

As soon as the bone claw appeared, it continued to grow, competing with Liu Tugou for the torrent of spiritual energy in the sky, wrapped in the real and true vigor, and grabbed him with great momentum.

The ghosts are full of ears and claws, which makes people almost suspicious of falling into the legendary underworld hell.

The formation formed by the five black crows was instantly self-defeating, and together with Ren Xichou and Ah Wei, the four black crows and a white horse retreated involuntarily, and it was difficult to stabilize their figures.

Sometimes, if the fish is too big, it is not surprising that the fish does not die and the net breaks.

Yang Xiong's halberd raised the halberd and was about to die as if he had killed Sun Daolin that day, but the snowhoof green mantis beast under his crotch was rarely hesitant, and for that ghost claw, in addition to the bitter hatred in its red bull eyes, there seemed to be a deep fear.

Yang Xiongji roared angrily, but for a moment, he couldn't share one or two for the second brother.

Compared with the fist-to-flesh fight and the dangerous and abnormal heartlake inspiration collision in the Sun Mansion that day, the seemingly more flashy confrontation in front of him had a little more mystery that he couldn't comprehend, and even faintly exceeded the level of the realm of inspiration, and it was the difference between this line that was really far away, and it became an insurmountable gap between one person and one cow.

Ren Xichou grabbed the reins with one hand, suppressed the mount and retreated steadily, and the other hand was always pressed on the smooth drum surface of the human skin drum.

The black flames on his face seemed to be a little more vivid, and his eyes were fixed on the ghost claw, and he couldn't take his eyes off it.

In his song "Song of Troubled Times", he sang about the ghostly and tragic scenes in the war, but he himself had never seen such a ghostly scene in front of him.

As for Dong Dilang and Zhang Jinbei, although they have their own unique knowledge, their realm is not enough after all, and they do not have the talent and courage of Yang Xiongji, so they can only protect themselves and have no time to care about others.

On the other hand, Liu Tugou, although he bore the brunt of the attack, had no fear in his heart, but couldn't help but feel a wave of nausea and disgust.

This old demon of Rausch is really disgusting!

Without hesitation, he leapt to his feet and slammed straight into the torrent of aura above his head.

"Still not dead?"

The next moment, the monstrous ghostly ghost claws flew in quickly, and they held the large ball of aura wrapped around Liu Tugou in the palm of their palms.

Yang Quanzi raised his head and sneered: "Now that you have become a grandmaster, you don't want to seek your own divine will and inspiration internally, but you still want to seek these miscellaneous and useless spiritual qi outside?

Before he finished speaking, he had already clenched his fists fiercely, and the bone claws in the air immediately responded, mercilessly retracting towards the spiritual qi mass in his palm with unstoppable force.

Liu Tugou, who was in the middle of it, closed his eyes at some point, and his mind came out of the silent and empty heart lake, sank into the sea of dantian qi, and fell into the heart field where the slaughtering heart knife and all the divine inspiration were buried.

A brilliant sword species is being bred in it, bright and clear, without a trace of variegation.

Rao has seen it countless times in these days and nights, and Liu Tugou still can't help but rejoice and admire.

Because of this, it is the fruit that he Liu Tugou has gone through countless lives and deaths, absorbed what he has learned, condensed all his talents, insights, inspiration and hard work, and brewed in every possible way.

It is not necessarily true to say that it is true, because in the second master's view, this is just another insignificant starting point on the road of thousands of miles in the future.

"It's a bit of a rush, but it's okay. ”

Liu Tugou opened his eyes and whispered, "Open!"

Before the words fell, the sword seed immediately shook slightly, and suddenly spit out an equally bright and clear shoot.

As if he had just woken up, this young bud slowly shook its body, growing straight upwards and flying fast, and in the blink of an eye, it broke through the spiritual soil of the heart.

The shoots soon stopped growing, and a new leaf stretched out at the top, which was almost transparent, and the veins on the leaf were more radiant and distinct.

An extremely small slaughtering knife emerged, held by the blade, equally clear, and there were tigers, heavenly pillars, sun and moon, and thunder faintly in the blade...... All kinds of majestic scenes are endless.

The torrent of spiritual energy in the sky slowly dissipated, and Yang Quanzi suddenly looked at the void above the ghost claw, his expression was condensed, and he lost his voice: "Half-step supernatural power?"

Thank you for the reward of ~blood o totem~ and ~mending the heart of heaven~ two Taoist friends, I am really ashamed that there are still people willing to reward this kind of scum update.