At the top of the Holy Spirit Mountain, the mushroom cloud has dispersed, but another spectacle has appeared, that is, in the center of the hilltop flat dam, a funnel formed by a spiritual energy cloud in the sky connects to the flying altar below......

No, it should be the head of the blue-clothed woman sitting cross-legged on the ground in front of the Ascension Altar. Around the body of the woman in blue, a huge white snake was coiled, swallowing the snake letter and looking around nervously, there was no doubt that this was the woman's spirit beast protecting her.

The dazzling aura in the sky was like a dragon absorbing water, and the primordial baby on the woman's head seemed to be struggling in pain, but it emitted a strong light. Around the Yuan Baby, a short staff kept rotating around the Yuan Baby.

At the edge of the mountain, a figure of a disciple in the costume of the Holy Spirit Academy emerged from the bottom of the mountain. The young academy disciple glanced back at the endless clouds and mist behind him, and then looked at the wide red maple forest in front of him, and couldn't help but laugh.

"Hahahaha...... Although the old woman was powerful, it was a pity that the deity hid in this body and escaped. When I enter the Ascension Altar and use the power of the origin of the Spirit Realm and the Underworld to open the altar and enter the Immortal Realm, who can do anything about it. Hahahaha......"

"Senior, please let me go! I, Jiang Minghui, will obey your orders from now on. ”

"Boy, the main thing to let you live a little longer is to avoid provoking the laws of heaven and earth in the spirit world, shut up!"

Two different voices came out of Jiang Minghui's mouth, and Jiang Minghui looked into the distance and laughed again.

"Hahahaha, what a heavenly help deity! There are people who will advance to the top of this Holy Spirit Mountain. The old woman's disciple is not able to obtain greater spiritual origin power. It's wonderful......"

"Definitely. It's great. ”

A voice suddenly sounded behind him, which frightened Jiang Minghui's figure and immediately dodged, but when his figure reappeared. An old figure suddenly entered his body.

"Old ghost, who are you?!"

"Hahahaha! It's been many years since I waited for this moment. Ahh Hmph, immortal dust. ”

The two soul bodies, one bright and one dark, immediately fought in Jiang Minghui's body. It seems to be fierce in the middle of it, but it is half a catty.

"Who are you! Dare to show your teeth and claws in front of the old way of my earth immortal cultivation. ”

"Earth Immortal, you ball! When you reach the spirit world, how can you be arrogant, listen, the Shadow King. ”

"It turned out to be a little Shura in the underworld, and the poor Dao really thought that the Shadow King of the Immortal Demon Realm was going to die!"

Jiang Minghui, who was in pain, kept rolling and struggling. The heavens and the earth were in a frenzy. Countless spiritual energies indiscriminately attacked the surrounding red maple forest. The autumn leaves flutter and fall, and the light blades shine brightly against each other. Unconsciously slowly approaching the powerful aura funnel in the middle of the maple forest.

Bai Lian'er immediately sensed that there was a violent aura approaching this side, very quickly. A young and frantic figure appeared at the edge of the maple forest. Moments later, the man approached three thatched huts. After a while, Jiang Minghui suddenly quieted down. looked at the white snake and the woman in blue in front of him, and said proudly:

"Is the Poor Dao Immortal Cultivation fake? This spiritual realm may be able to defeat me. But kill me. I'm afraid not. ”

Jiang Minghui was no longer conscious at this time, and Yu Ji also suppressed the soul power of the Shadow Shura King, so he swaggered to the three thatched houses.

"What a rich spiritual realm origin power! If you let the poor Dao cultivate here for hundreds of years, maybe you can return to the immortal realm. Ascension Altar, Guardian of the Spirit Realm. However, how could it be so quiet here, it could not be a trap set by the Guardians waiting for them. Han Cong, that kid must have passed on my old message here. ”

Jiang Minghui, who had been wandering in front of the three thatched huts for a while, finally walked towards Du Yumei and Bai Lian Snake in front of the Ascension Altar.

"Sneer......"

Jiang Minghui approached Bai Lian Snake about ten zhang, and Bai Lian Snake raised his head and spit out the letter. Make threatening moves immediately. A dust whisk appeared in Jiang Minghui's hand, and he raised it with one hand. The white whisk is like thousands of white snake steel needles beckoning to the white snake. Bai Lian Snake quickly moved its body and circled towards Jiang Minghui.

"Ang ......"

The white snake slammed into its mouth and rushed over quickly, leaving countless red blood stains on its body. The three-foot-long snake body moved quickly in the air, and its tail struck out violently. Jiang Minghui's hand swept the dust quickly, and countless white steel thorn-like things attacked multiple parts of the white snake again. The huge body of the white snake quickly swept in the air, and then fell to the ground with a bang, and the snake body continued to coil rapidly, and finally shrank into a ball, transforming into a woman in white lying on the ground motionless.

"Evil animal, this is what happened to you. ”

After Jiang Minghui finished speaking, he walked towards Du Yumei, who was about thirty zhang long, with an evil smile, and continued:

"It's beautiful, but it's a pity that the body, though much better than this one, is not suitable for me. ”

Jiang Minghui came to within Du Yumei's three zhangs, and the dust in his hand attacked the Yuan Ying on the head. At this moment, the short staff that rotated around Yuan Ying suddenly flew towards the dust like lightning, and quickly passed through the dust wire mesh and hit Jiang Minghui's body firmly.

"Ahh......h

Jiang Minghui was instantly knocked ten feet away, and the two souls, one black and one white, were also blasted out of the body. Jiang Minghui looked at the surrounding scene in a panic, and immediately ran out.

A little blood flowed from the corner of Du Yumei's mouth, and she frowned and continued to stabilize her mind. But the two figures who were blasted out of Jiang Minghui's body looked at the short staff that spun back in panic, and the next moment, a lightning bolt fell from the sky, and countless lightning bolts followed quickly.

The two figures were concentrated by the lightning, and the figures were much lighter at the same time, which made the two figures rush towards Jiang Minghui at the same time.

"Don't ......"

Jiang Minghui didn't dare to turn back at all, but desperately rushed towards Fenglin. It's said that it's late, but it's a pity that he still doesn't have the speed of the two old ghosts. The two figures entered his body one after the other, and at this moment, a huge lightning bolt struck Jiang Minghui.

With a long rumbling sound in the sky, lightning fell like a torrential rain in the red maple forest of Holy Spirit Mountain. After a few breaths, this area of hundreds of zhang was completely submerged in the thunder sea electric gallop.

At this time, whether it was Lao Dao Yuji, the Shadow Shura King, or Du Yumei, they were all struggling and trembling in the thunder and lightning. Only Jiang Minghui, who had been tortured to the point of being a little numb, felt a very wonderful feeling, and the thunder and lightning hit his body very itchy and numb. But after entering the body, the pain of Dantian Zifu will be reduced a lot.

"Hahahaha, come on! Thunderbolt, hit me! I like it, come on......"

As soon as Jiang Minghui turned around, he walked in the direction of thunder and lightning intensity.

The dark clouds in the sky covered the auspicious clouds, and the lightning poured endlessly. I don't know how long it took, but finally the clouds dispersed. Du Yumei Yuanying was no longer there, dressed in a blue dress and skirt without wind, holding a short cane and staring coldly at Jiang Minghui a few feet away.

"Come on, thunderbolt, come again......!"

Suddenly, Jiang Minghui raised his hands diagonally, and his bundled hair instantly spread out.

The peachwood sword in his hand slashed a white light diagonally, and the white beam of light quickly spread out into countless silk threads. A large area swept towards Du Yumei. With a slight wave of the short staff in Du Yumei's hand, a golden dragon quickly flew out and collided with the white silk thread in an instant.

"Boom Rumble......

Huge energy quickly spread through the surrounding red maple forest. However, it is strange that apart from the red maple leaves, the trees and the three thatched houses nearby have not been damaged in the slightest.

In the sky overhead, dark clouds gathered again. With a rumbling and loud bang, lightning came again.

"Hahahaha......"

Jiang Minghui and Du Yumei fought several times in the lightning, and the fight became more and more intense. As a burst of thunder and lightning subsided, white silver strands appeared in both of their hair, and there was still lightning flashing on their bodies. Jiang Minghui was even more crazy, but Du Yumei's face was unusually pale.

After a short rest, the third wave of thunder and lightning reunited. The crazy Jiang Minghui began to attack Du Yumei again. And Du Yumei held a short staff, and between the waves, the energy of heaven and earth was mobilized in large quantities. Jiang Minghui's whole body flashed with lightning, the peachwood sword in his hand danced endlessly, and the light and shadow of the dust flew rapidly. The thunder and lightning became more and more crazy, and the figures of the two were finally drowned in the thunder and lightning again.

I don't know how long later, the thunder and lightning stopped instantly, and the two figures reappeared. It's just that at this time, the lightning on the two of them is more numerous, and their hair is completely white. Under the white hair fluttering in the wind, Du Yumei's gaze became more cold and handsome, and her face became even paler. The difference is that Jiang Minghui's more black and white face has a more excited and rampant expression.

"Come on, come again, all come!hahahaha......"

But the dark clouds in the sky have cleared, and it seems that the tribulation has ended.

Jiang Minghui's almost deformed hideousness reverberated in the air. On the opposite side, Du Yumei stood motionless in front of the Ascension Altar.

"Kill ......"

Jiang Minghui roared, and two clouds of arrogance, one black and one white, suddenly appeared on his body, gathering in mid-air, and after a while, a yin and yang circle quickly formed. It seems to be like a black hole that swallows a qiē, gathering a huge amount of energy.

The red maple forest swayed in the wind, and the three thatched huts were bright and dark in the dazzling colors. The yin and yang circles, magnified countless times in an instant, soon covered the Ascension Altar and the three thatched huts. Outside, outside the Holy Spirit Mountain, there are countless spiritual creatures withering, countless vegetation dying, and countless rivers being cut off. Jiang Tai, Du Zhongxian, Dao Yi, Mo Sihai and so on, although they were thousands of miles away from different places, they all felt the horror in the sky above the Holy Spirit Mountain. Du Yumei gritted her teeth, simply closed her eyes, and two lines of tears couldn't help but flow.

"Child, my mother can no longer protect you. ”

Once dreams, once concluded.

That is the beginning of love, that is the end of happiness.

The memories in my heart, that are the faces of young and frivolous.

Countless dream reunions, countless thoughts.

It's just that in front of Danyun Pavilion, I don't dare to recognize each other.

Whether each other's feelings are still there, and whether there are only regrets left.

Say goodbye to you and look through the sky.

There are no traces of flowers and tears in the fairy mountain, and the road is long and the birds are frightened. Proud of the sword, the blood-dripping hero has no return. Welcome everyone to enter the Xiuzhen world of Yingqiao Xiaosheng's "Immortal Road Pride Dripping Blood". Thank you for your support, voting, sending flowers, subscribing, encouragement and valuable opinions. For more exciting content, please click on the chapter below.

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