"Poof!"

Suddenly, the body of this evil cultivator collapsed, and it turned into a rain of blood and disappeared on the dead wood. Even all the utensils, including the forgery Shura Order, were destroyed by extracting the essence.

"Ka Ka ......" an evil cultivator, walking cautiously on a path, holding a magic sword, vigilant around.

"Poof!"

Suddenly, on the ground, a bundle of extremely dry hair, like a spirit, wrapped the evil cultivator's ankle around it. Then, countless hairs grew wildly, drowning the monk in the blink of an eye.

After a few moments, all hair was gone, and the cultivator was gone.

"Hu ......" withered hair fell to the ground again.

"Buzz ......"

In the Shura burial realm, the Blood Poison Venerable held the closed eyes of the Shura Order. After a moment, the Blood Poison Venerable opened his eyes: "Two hundred path-finding stones, one hundred and sixty-eight have been shattered. Of the remaining stones, only one walked the fastest, and also picked up a remnant treasure. ”

"Then go that way. Wan Haidao nodded slightly.

The rest of the Venerables also nodded secretly.

Throw stones and ask for directions!

Two hundred living human lives, in their eyes, have nothing to do with stones.

"Hum ......" Blood Poison Venerable sacrificed the Shura Order, and in a flash with everyone, he quickly went in that direction.

If he is left in the wilderness battle, His Holiness is just a small minion. But after so many years, even the immortals have fallen, and the Venerables, after their death, are just a handful of loess.

Even if he is dead but not stiff, in their eyes, it is not worth mentioning.

"Hum ......" Soon, the Blood Poison Venerable and the others set foot on that path.

"What's going on?"

An hour later.

The Blood Poison Venerable and the others looked at the fake Shura Order that had been shattered into powder on the ground with ugly faces. Originally, it seemed that one of the luckiest testers fell so quickly.

"Buzz ......"

The ghost fire in the eyes of the Demon Venerable jumped extremely fast, and in his field of vision, everything around him. All in quick clarity and transparency.

This is actually an extremely clever pupil technique.

"Hmph!" the Demon Venerable snorted coldly, and with a wave of his hand, a huge Nether Ghost Claw grabbed the ground fiercely.

"Buzz......" The dirt where the Nether Claw fell was actually wriggling wildly, trying to compete with the Nether Claw. A kind of decaying rhyme. in rapid fluctuations.

"This is ......" The rest of the Venerables all showed a hint of color, except for the Demon Venerable who laughed wildly.

"Boom!" The Nether Ghost Claw suddenly doubled in size, and it poked into the land fiercely, and a moment later, a foot-long golden ore was grabbed out by the Nether Ghost Claw.

"Hum ......" The Demon Venerable was full of excitement and played out one ghost talisman after another, putting away the seals.

"Hehe, the ghost art Taoist friend is really blessed, and the Venerable was once buried here. Condensed the ethereal spirit stone. With this stone, with the means of Taoist friends, I am afraid that in less than a hundred years, a puppet slave of the same level can be refined. Wan Haidao people smiled.

"Huh...... Daoyou said seriously. This puppet slave refining method has been lost in the barbarian era, and every time the ghost remembers it, he still sighs. However, with this ethereal spirit stone. The ghost can refine a magical talisman, with this. It can also help.

It seems that this Shura burial world is really a treasure, and so soon, the ghost has a harvest. Presumably, the opportunity of all Taoist friends is not far away. The ghost fire in the Ghost Venerable's eyes flashed, and he laughed dryly.

The rest of the Venerable Beings were silent.

Apparently. I don't believe in the words of this Demon Venerable.

Ethereal spirit stone, that's a legendary thing. If they can get it, it will also be of great benefit to them. It's just that he has only now stepped into the Shura burial realm. Naturally, it's not time to turn your face.

"Damn, this immortal of the Ten Thousand Seas is worthy of being an existence that has attained enlightenment before the deity, and his knowledge is so extensive. The other old guys are not easy to follow! Be careful, but they are not aligned, but this can be exploited. What's more, the deity is not made of mud. If you force the deity, don't think about it. The Demon Venerable's expression was unmoved, but he was secretly cursing in his heart.

"Fellow Daoists, do you want to continue on this path, or do you want to find another way?" the Blood Poison Venerable asked.

"Why bother. Venerable Chiyou said with a lazy face: "This path, one step ahead of others, even if there is some danger ahead, it is worth taking." If we take another path, I'm afraid that we will be one step behind others, and the benefits we can really get will be much worse than others. ”

"Yes, I also agree with the proposal of the Equator Daoist. Poison Jiao also nodded.

The people of Wanhai Dao and the Venerable of Ghost Art also bowed their heads.

"Alright, let's move on. I hope that all Taoist friends can work together. This time, the deity first threw bricks and led the jade. In the Blood Poison Venerable's words, with a wave of his hand, a small flag flew out and fell into the hands of the Blood Poison Venerable, and with a flick of his hand, a blood shadow flew out, and it turned into a blood eagle and flew forward.

"Huh...... I haven't seen it for thousands of years, and the blood soul banner of the blood poison Taoist friend has actually been raised to the state of ten thousand souls, and the poor Dao admires it. A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of Wanhaidao people, but in the depths of his eyes, a trace of fanaticism flashed.

"Huh...... Daoist friends smiled. The Blood Soul Flag, an eight-forbidden treasure, how can it compare to the Blood God Sword of a fellow Daoist?" The Blood Poison Venerable's pupils shrank, and he put away the Blood Soul Banner as if nothing had happened.

"Hehe......" Wan Hai Dao people shook their heads: "Daoist Friend, this Blood Soul Flag, although it is only the Eight Forbidden Treasures, can be cultivated to the point of Ten Thousand Souls, once it is urged, the power is so great, I'm afraid it is far more than that, right?

As for the Blood God Sword of Poor Dao, hehe, over the years, Poor Dao has been trapped here, but it has never been warmed, and its power has long been much less than before. ”

The Blood Poison Venerable frowned, revealing a hint of displeasure.

These Wankaidao people are clearly sowing discord.

"Haha...... Don't misunderstand, alas, it's really a poor Taoist who has been trapped alone for thousands of years, it's too lonely, and there are some chatters, haha...... However, I have not deceived my fellow Daoists, please look at this sword. Wan Haidao waved his hand, and suddenly, a blood-colored broadsword appeared in his hand.

The body of the sword was stained with blood, and it was already a little decayed, although it still looked like it was a run-in. But anyone with a discerning eye can see that this sword is indeed a great spiritual loss.

"Huh...... What are the words of Wanhai Daoyou, you and I have been friends for tens of thousands of years, how can there be any blame in the future? However, if Daoyou wants to reminisce about the past, it is best to wait for this matter to talk about it.

This is not a place for small talk, so it's better to act early. The Blood Poison Venerable said, flashed his body, and went first.

And the people of Wankaidao are in a hurry to keep up.

"Poof!"

The blood eagle flew out of the hundredth foot and then collapsed. (To be continued.) )