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The endless biting 'yin' wind is becoming more and more intense.

The heavens and the earth change color, and the sky shook!

Under the rolling blood cloud, you can see terrifying humanoid skeletons and ownerless fierce spirits from time to time, I really don't know how many ghosts and ghosts are hidden under this blood cloud.

The spell in the little girl's mouth became more and more urgent, and at first Yun Xiaoye could not vaguely hear the words "use blood as a medium, connect the human underworld, the soul of the Nine Shadows, and return to the position quickly!" Later, as the blood on the top of the sacred mountain became thicker and thicker, the voice of the little girl 'groaning' the incantation became more and more urgent, but the tone was much sharper and more harsh than before.

Netherworld ghost art, throughout the ages, I don't know how many cultivators want to explore the mysteries of the netherworld, but the ghost path magic has been lost in the world for many years, until the ghost king Xue Tian was suddenly born thousands of years ago, which injected new vitality into the ghost path that has been in decline in the world for many years.

Today, the one with the highest attainment in the Netherworld Ghost Dao lineage is naturally the Great Elder Ghost Ghost of the Demon Sect's Barbarian Temple, who has reached the eleventh layer of immortal realm.

However, if there are many inheritance of the true magic of the ghost path, none of the people in the world can be left and right by the current ghost king sect leader Xiaoya.

The former ghost king, although he had only been Xiaoya's master for a few months, Xue Tian was not stingy, and taught Xiaoya all the things he had learned in his life and his experience in understanding the ghost and strange arts.

Therefore, Xiaoya knows a lot of ghost powers that have been lost for many years, and some weird and wonderful magic powers, even Mr. Ghost has never learned.

Under the Netherworld Blood Curse, the space within a radius of dozens of miles is like being filled with a sea of blood, and the solemn bloody aura makes people nauseated.

Under this, Yun Xiaoye felt the terrifying aura from Xiaoya's body, and knew that from this moment on, the previous temptation 'sex' against the move no longer existed, and the two were about to enter an unreserved fight.

"Eight Desolations**Fourth Style, Aggregation!"

The desolate voice, in the whining and piercing 'yin' wind and ghostly aura, in the increasingly sharp mantra chanting, sounded word by word.

After hearing Yun Xiaoxie's voice resounding in the sky, everyone moved their eyes from the little girl who was performing strange spells to Yun Xiaoxie's body.

The wind is fierce, and the years are like knives.

At this moment, Yun Xiaoxie was like a demon god of vicissitudes from ancient times, and his body was shrouded in an unprecedented desolate aura.

The blue-gray 'colored' short stick magic weapon he held tightly in his hand suddenly shone brightly.

Strands, wisps, strands, and layers of dark blue 'color' of strange light burst out from the nameless short stick, like a smart small green snake, and like the light of Chaoxia when he was born, not only wrapped the entire short stick, but also the countless strange lights, even Yun Xiaoxie's body was also wrapped in it.

These strange lights, like countless strange tentacles, continue to extend in all directions.

Suddenly, the wind stopped, and the wind and clouds stopped.

The endless blood cloud that had condensed and tumbled violently in the void suddenly stopped rolling.

The breathtaking sound of the ghost crying also stopped strangely at this moment.

Under heaven and earth, it seems that there is only one voice left.

The sound of the little girl singing mantras!

Endless earth veins surging from the bottom of the Kunlun Mountain Range, like a series of black 'colored' dragons, quickly condensed towards the top of the sacred mountain, as if they were fighting against the blood clouds in the sky.

At this moment, Yun Xiaoxie's eyes suddenly calmed down, hanging in the air, staring at Xiaoya.

A moment later, the sound of mantra chanting that filled the entire void sky suddenly stopped, and the little girl who stretched out her arms, her body seemed to be controlled by a mysterious force, and slowly rotated in the air.

What's weird is that the rotation of her body drove the pair of soul lock magic weapons hanging dozens of feet above to rotate together.

The blood cloud was not rolling, as if it had been summoned, and the crimson blood cloud in the sky actually began to rotate along a certain trajectory, and in just a few breaths, the thick blood cloud formed a terrifying cloud pillar in the shape of a huge blood-red wind pillar. Read the full text of the latest chapter.

The pillar of clouds slowly descended from the sky, and the speed was not fast, but every time it fell, the entire pillar of blood-colored clouds became one point larger.

The wind is blowing again, and the wind and clouds are abrupt.

The sound of ghosts crying in the sky suddenly brightened up again, as if millions, tens of millions of nine ghosts roared in the sky at the same time, its momentum was so great that it was unparalleled in the world, and all the people watching the battle, whether it was a young disciple in the square, or a senior master standing on the white 'jade' ladder, saw this power, and suddenly their faces changed greatly.

The man who bore the brunt of the attack proudly suspended under the expanding pillar of blood-colored clouds.

He just held the ugly short stick magic weapon in his hand tightly, and did not move, as if he had lost consciousness, and as if he did not see this strange and powerful vortex wind pillar in his eyes.

The endless leylines are gathering more and more, and Yun Xiaoxiao did not make a move, this move is the fourth form of the Eight Desolation ** Stick Method, which is in conjunction with the third type of spiritual evil. After ten years of enlightenment, Yun Xiaoyi no longer needs to spend a lot of True Yuan to urge the third type of spiritual evil, and can directly rely on his mental power and understanding of the Eight Desolations ** Stick Method to perform the fourth form of aggregation.

But the power of the fourth type is against the sky, and it takes the endless evil qi of the heaven and earth to take shape, he knows that although the evil qi in front of him is very thick, it is still far from enough to destroy the strange blood spell that Xiao Ya has worked so hard to cast in one fell swoop, he must wait for the thickness of the evil qi around him to be compared with the rotating blood-colored cloud pillar before he can make a move.

Of course, Xiaoya would not give him this opportunity, but I saw that Xiaoya's rotating body and the pair of evil magic weapons were integrated into the slowly falling blood-colored cloud pillar and disappeared.

The next moment, her slightly hoarse voice slowly sounded from the whistling pillar of blood-colored clouds.

Said: "Yun Gongzi, you have to be careful, this move is a ghost path ancestor Xue Tian created a netherworld blood spell, the power is not small, I know that this move is most likely helpless for you, I just hope that you can do your best to fight with me, let me see the first young disciple in the world who was the most different from my grandfather in the past, is it a 'wave' to get a false name." ”

Yun Xiaoxie's calm eyes gradually had a trace of blood-red anger.

The rich bloody aura released by this Netherworld Blood Spell seemed to be the same origin as the backlash of the Netherworld Jian in his body, and as the gradually falling blood-colored cloud pillar approached, Yun Xiaoye clearly felt that the Netherworld Jian's anger lurking in his bloodline began to become a little unstable.

He observed the evil qi around him, but it was still not thick enough, and the strange cloud pillar controlled by Xiaoya was still growing as it gradually fell, and it seemed that this Netherworld Blood Curse had not been fully released.

At this moment, from the swirling pillar of blood-colored clouds, many skeleton-like humanoid monsters and ownerless fierce spirits suddenly flew out.

As soon as these skeletons and fierce spirits broke away from the blood cloud, they immediately roared and roared, and even more bizarrely, every white ownerless fierce spirit fused with the humanoid skeleton monsters around them in a roar.

After the fusion, although the skeleton still maintains the appearance of a human skeleton, it has changed from the initial gray-white 'color', and after absorbing and fusing the fierce spirit, the skeleton has gradually turned into a blood-red 'color'!

At least one hundred and ten blood-colored skeletons rushed towards Yun Xiaoxie together.

This scene is so imaginable with the endless wind pillar controlled by the Ten Year Tribulation Burial Heaven Saint Monarch. Everyone was stunned, wondering if this Yun Xiaoxie, who was known as the evil god of the world, could dissolve this Netherworld Blood Curse?

Yun Xiaoxie felt bitter in his heart, he held the nameless short stick tightly, and the speed at which the evil qi rolled and swept became more and more violent, but Yun Xiaoye still did not cast the Eight Desolations ** Fourth Aggregation.

The blood-colored skeletons in all directions surrounded Yun Xiaoxie, and the people watching the battle outside could hardly see Yun Xiaoxie's figure.

Just when everyone was about to be annihilated by these hundreds of blood-colored skeletons, suddenly, almost all of them had their hearts chuckling at the same time.

"Roar!"

A roar, like the sky bursting apart, and like the roar of countless unjust ghosts turned into a shout.

A wave of qi turned into a tangible sound 'wave', and from the direction of Yun Xiaoxi, who was annihilated by countless blood-colored skeletons, like a 'wave' of water, rippling out in a circle.

The roar pierced people's hearts and shook everyone's souls, and those who were slightly lower in cultivation during the battle were shocked and bleeding in this sudden weird roar, and had to resist it.

That roar roared for a very long, long time, and when countless tangible qi 'waves' swept out, all the hundreds of blood-colored skeletons flew outward.

When the first 'wave' sound 'wave' 'wave' shook the blood-colored skeleton, the second 'wave' sound 'wave' and 'qi' wave followed, and the hard blood-colored skeleton's bones would appear in the second 'wave'.

When the third 'wave' qi 'wave' hits, most of the blood-colored skeletons that are already full of cracks on their bones will shatter into several paths.

One 'wave', another 'wave'.

When the seventh wave of qi swept away, the roar finally gradually became muffled, and finally disappeared. In mid-air, the hundreds of blood-colored skeletons that had just fused had already turned into powder in the sevenfold sound 'waves' and qi 'waves', dissipating in the sky.

Only the man who was arrogantly suspended in the void and did not move.

"Shura...... Phantom sound 'wave'?!"

On the firmament, in the gradually falling pillar of blood-colored clouds, there was the voice of Xiaoya word by word.

"I didn't expect that in just over twenty years, you have cultivated the Shura Phantom Sound 'Wave' to the seventh realm!"

In the crowd, many Shushan disciples also widened their eyes.

The Shura phantom sound 'wave' is not a Taoist true method, it is no longer a Buddhist or demonic supernatural power, but from the first volume of the Book of Heaven. 、

More than 20 years ago, at the top of the Tianshan Mountains, Han Xuemei and Yun Xiaoye successively displayed the Shura Phantom Sound 'Wave', and then, in order to fulfill the lie, Yun Xiaoye wrote the Shura Phantom Sound 'Wave' together with the ancient Xiuzhen classic that he saw from the nameless ancient 'cave', and 'handed over' it to his father Yun Canghai.

In the past 20 years, Elder Shushan and many 'Jing' Ying disciples have been cultivating the classics written by Yun Xiaoxie back then, and there is naturally such a magical power as Shura's phantom sound 'wave'. But most of them have only cultivated to the third level or so.

Yun Xiaoxie actually cultivated to the seventh layer, which was really terrifying.

In fact, most people don't know that Han Xuemei's attainments in the Shura Phantom Sound 'Wave' are much higher than Yun Xiaoxie.

As for the other Shushan disciples, why they have only cultivated to the third or fourth level after many years of penance, the main reason is that this Shura phantom sound 'wave' is from the fifth volume of the Book of Heaven Shura chapter, which is the magic power of the Shura lineage, Yun Xiaoxie silently wrote the text of the Shura phantom sound 'wave' in the past, and did not 'hand' the fifth volume of the entire book of filling in the sky to Shushan, so the Shushan disciples and elders naturally cultivated much slower than Han Xuemei and Yun Xiaoxi, who were familiar with the entire content of the Shura chapter.

Xiaoya is the only person in the world who is familiar with the Shura chapter of the fifth volume of the classic Book of Heaven except for Han Xuemei and Yun Xiaoxi, as for why she knows it, needless to say, it is because she kidnapped Han Xuemei a few months ago and exchanged it from Yun Xiaoxie.

Therefore, when Yun Xiaoxie roared that shook the sky, she immediately understood that this was the Shura phantom sound 'wave' recorded in the fifth volume of the Book of Heaven.

Her own 'wave' offensive was completely resolved by Yun Xiaoxie's roar, which made Xiaoya cautious in her heart, although she became a little conceited and arrogant because she has become strong in recent years, and she fought with Yun Xiaoxie for a while, and she didn't think that Yun Xiaoxie could defeat herself.

At this moment, Yun Xiaoxie displayed the seventh layer of the Shura Phantom Sound 'Wave', which made Xiaoya alert.

She knew that she had an adventure, cultivated several volumes of the Book of Heaven, and had to inherit the true law of the ghost king Xue Tian and her grandfather, but after all, Yun Xiaoye had been immersed in the Book of Heaven for more than ten years longer than herself, and she still lacked the general outline of the first volume of the most important Book of Heaven in the eight classic Book of Heaven, but Yun Xiaoye had obtained a volume more than 20 years ago, and in the comprehension of the Dao of the Book of Heaven, Xiaoya thought that she was far inferior to Yun Xiaoxi.

Therefore, her second round of attack did not attack immediately, but controlled the slowly falling blood 'colored' cloud pillar to hover around Yun Xiaoxie.

About half a pillar of incense time, Xiaoya had a new move, and the blood-colored cloud pillar that had become very huge was no longer releasing skeletons and fierce spirits, but was divided into four, forming four smaller blood-colored cloud pillars, surrounding Yun Xiaoye in the middle.

Yun Xiaoxie didn't know why Xiaoya didn't start the second round of attacks immediately after she cast the phantom sound 'wave', giving herself half a pillar of incense time, which simply made Yun Xiaoxie feel incredible.

Don't underestimate the time of this short half-pillar incense, although the time is not long, but Yun Xiaoxie waited for the opportunity to quietly mature in the time of the half-pillar incense.

The aura of evil in the sky was so thick that it could rival the blood aura of the Nether Blood Curse.

Seeing that the blood-colored cloud pillar was divided into four, from four different directions, it swept towards him with the momentum of ten thousand jun.

Yun Xiaoye didn't hesitate any longer, pushed the nameless short stick in his hand forward, and said sharply: "Gather!"

Gathering the power of heaven and earth, merging the nine evil qi, this trick aggregation is at least several times more powerful than Yun Xiaoxie ten years ago.

The endless evil qi condensed in the void of the sky was suddenly summoned by the mysterious power, and it was frantically compressed, gathering towards the inconspicuous and very ugly short stick.

Everyone, all the people watching the battle, felt a wave of cold, and they all felt that the infinite power of the world was frantically pouring into the sky The man holding a short stick.

When the four blood 'colored' cloud pillars were less than ten zhang away from Yun Xiaoxie, Yun Xiaoxie moved again.

A move similar to a move sweeping through a thousand armies, the endless evil qi that gathered and compressed suddenly released from the short stick, forming four evil qi stick shadows that were several times thicker than the blood-colored cloud pillar.

Every stick shadow formed by the evil qi shot straight towards a blood-colored cloud pillar.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Four loud bangs broke through the sky, as if they were about to shatter this eternal world, and even the huge sacred mountain trembled in the four loud sounds.

Everyone didn't even dare to gasp, staring at Yun Xiaoxiao above the sky.

I saw that the four huge and incomparably evil qi sticks tore apart the blood-colored cloud pillars that swirled wildly, and directly cut off the four blood-colored cloud pillars that stretched down from the sky.

Vaguely, I seemed to hear a muffled snort from Xiaoya, maybe I was injured in this move.

The righteous path disciples, led by the disciples of the Shushan Sect, all screamed and cheered violently when they saw the four unstoppable blood-colored wind pillars falling apart and falling apart under Yun Xiaoxie's move.

After Lian Yun Xiaoye saw that the four blood 'colored' cloud pillars were cut off by the waist, he intuitively thought that he should have defeated Xiaoya.

After a few breaths, the deafening cheers suddenly stopped strangely, and everyone's eyes widened, looking at the nine heavens in disbelief.

The four blood-colored cloud pillars that were originally broken by Yun Xiaoxie's one-move convergence and severing had already begun to disperse, but unexpectedly, after only a few breaths, the severed blood-colored cloud pillars actually spun rapidly again, first hundreds of skeletons and fierce spirits flew out of the four broken blood-colored cloud pillars, and then, the four blood-colored wind pillars gathered from four directions at a speed that was more than ten times faster than before.

Yun Xiaoye was resisting the hundreds of skeletons and fierce spirits with all his might, but he didn't expect that the four blood-colored wind pillars would suddenly accelerate and sweep towards him.

When he got closer, the strong force of the wind made it impossible for him to use his clone technique to dodge.

With a dull bang, the four blood-colored cloud pillars collided violently, fusing into a huge blood-colored cloud pillar again.

Moreover, Yun Xiaoxie, who had been floating in the void all along, was also swallowed by the blood-colored cloud pillar and disappeared without a trace.