Its head was triangular, extremely ugly, and its eyes were gloomy, and it grabbed the thick leg bone on the altar and put it away with a solemn face.

Not long ago, four mysterious powerhouses appeared, among which only the lame old horse is considered a strong demon clan, although it is not a different race, at least it also belongs to the demon clan.

After the fall of the old horse at the foot of the slope, only the only leg bone remained, which was expected to be absolutely extraordinary, and it was probably countless times harder than the hardest top-level spiritual material.

The black-robed little old man laughed strangely, lowered his head and continued to search on the altar.

The antiquities left behind by the four mysterious powerhouses, in addition to the tip of the sword taken away by Li Yun, the leg bones left by the lame old horse, and the broken hairpin of the mysterious woman with a hazy color remained.

"The Friar's Thing"

It hesitated slightly, and found that the hairpin was broken into more than a dozen pieces, which could not be restored at all, and the surface was covered with a thick layer of dust and dirt, and the style was very simple, and the main body seemed to be a golden phoenix flying in the wind, but now it was broken.

On the other side, Sen Bai Jianguang caught up with Li Yun and turned into Yin Wen's indifferent figure, with a playful sneer on his face.

"Why don't you run?"

"Run your uncle! Eat this seat and take eight steps from the dragon!"

The Yandian Dragon Horse was full of anger, threw Li Yun down, and then stood up, his two hind limbs stepped on the firelight, and rushed forward with his big teeth, not afraid of death!

"Hmph! It's just a mortal horse, and he dares to do it?"

Yin Wen sneered, despising it in his heart, raised his bone sword and rushed forward, and the white bone sword flowers bloomed, shining all over the sky.

The next moment, he was paid the price of contempt!

The horse's hooves, the mouth of the bowl, with terrible flames, as if hitting the divine drum, clanged, and continued to bombard the white bone sword flower.

The sword flower bloomed, and then quickly disappeared, like a flash in the pan.

Coldly, the big hooves of the bowl fell on Yin Wen's head, and with a bang, he rolled his eyes and almost fainted.

"How daring!"

Yin Wen was annoyed and angry, knowing that he was too careless, where is this still a mount? I'm afraid it's a war beast that specializes in combat, right?

"Die! Shadow King possessed!"

Seeing Yin Wen roar, the bone sword trembled, as if he had come to life, and one dark shadow after another emerged and fell on his body, like a night king coming to the world.

Cold, cold, ruthless, and full of negative emotions were revealed from Yin Wen's eyes, and at this moment he seemed to have changed as a person, and his temperament had changed greatly.

"Die together!"

The bone sword neighed excitedly, tore through the void, and slashed at the body of the Yandian Dragon Horse, and suddenly the cyan lightning on its body flickered sharply, but it couldn't resist it, and it was cut open with a narrow blood hole, and blood was sprinkled in the air.

"Ahhh

The electric dragon horse jumped desperately, and the pain was to death, one moment like a dragon's groan, the next it made a cat meow, and finally it became a dog meow.

"I'll go, this guy has become so strong! It's almost comparable to a half-step power! What kind of spiritual decision or secret technique is this, so weirdly powerful?"

Li Yun was shocked for a while, and immediately picked off the black small tripod on the seven-colored small tree and threw it at Yin Wen.

Airplanes!

The void shook, and the black small tripod turned into countless mysterious black patterns, which fell on Yin Wen's body, shining with dazzling black light, as if a thick layer of imprisonment, making Yin Wen unable to move.

"Stinky boy, you are so strange that you can still trap me? But how long can you trap me? 100 breaths or 50 breaths?"

Yin Wen sneered, and one after another dark Dao patterns on his body suddenly shone, interacting with the black Dao patterns, annihilating each other, resisting this strange imprisoning force.

"Run, Dead Horse, Jump!"

Li Yunfei jumped on the horse and began to gallop again.

Yin Wen was too strong, much stronger than the average Holy Son, and the sword technique he cultivated was too weird, and in the end, he actually entered a strange state, and Li Yun couldn't resist it at all.

Gurgle, grunt

Yandian Ryoma went crazy, and used his strength to eat, and from a distance, it was indeed a cyan lightning, and the body of the horse was not visible.

"Run, run, run!"

It didn't need Li Yun to look for it, and ran into the distance.

In the distance, Li Yun suddenly found three figures in the distance, standing on a simple and huge wooden fish, flying towards this side.

"It's Lu Xiong, the real monk, call for help!"

Without Li Yun's exchange, Lu Xiong and the other three found Li Yun for the first time, and immediately showed a look of surprise on their faces, and shouted loudly towards this side.

"Dead horse, boy Li Yun, what's wrong with you? Are there wild dogs chasing you? Why are you running away so embarrassed?"

Before Li Yun could speak, Yandian Longma screamed strangely and complained to Lu Xiong.

"Oh yes, this seat was almost chopped alive, and the enemy is very strong."

"What?"

The three of Lu Xiong looked at each other, landed on the edge of the black continent fragment, checked the injuries of the Yandian Dragon Horse, and sure enough, they found that the wound was pitch black, and it seemed to have been invaded by a dark spiritual power, and a large area of flesh and blood festered nearby.

The Yandian Dragon Horse is a dragon horse alien, which can last for a long time, and most of the ordinary spirit beasts are dead at this time.

"Amitabha, let the little monk come"

The true monk recited the Buddha's name, stepped forward with a confident face, and instilled a gentle Buddha power into the wound, instantly eliminating most of the invading dark spiritual power.

"It's amazing! Monk, are you born with milk!"

On the side, Lu Xiong made a fuss, and words that Li Yun and others were very unfamiliar with popped out of his mouth, which made several people feel inexplicable.

"Come Again"

Monk Zhenxing told Yandian Ryoma not to be careless, and he instilled it three more times, and the injury was completely improved.

At this moment, a cold voice suddenly came.

"Boy, it turns out that you still have a party? That's just right, and they will be wiped out together!"

I saw a dark figure, stepping on the bone sword, looking down at everyone condescendingly like the king of the night, with a cold expression.

Yin Wen has arrived!

"Hurry up and meet the enemy!"

"This person is very strong, and his cultivation is definitely above the late stage of the Spirit Pill Realm!"

"Is he a sword cultivator?

Suddenly, Li Yun and the others were shocked, and they dispersed, looking at Yin Wen above vigilantly.

"You're from Sumeru?"

Yin Wen rolled his eyes and looked at the real monk in surprise.

A few people present, with the cultivation of Zhenxing as the highest, reached the late stage of the Spirit Pill Realm, and there was a bit of a threat to him, but that's all.

Sumeru Temple is a holy place of Buddhism, ranking among the medium-sized holy places, far less profound than the Blue Water Sword Palace, Yin Wen does not need to worry about anything.

"Hmph! Even if you are an ascetic monk of Buddhism, with this kid in the same stream, the rising sun will die!"

Yin Wen let out a sneer, pinched the mysterious sword technique in his hand, and the bone sword trembled under his feet, and it was actually divided into five, exuding a gloomy aura in the sky, and the white bones were forested, and visions such as corpses and mountains all over the wilderness and the wailing of the heroes appeared.

"The kid is so rampant!

The old digger was scruffily dressed, his gray hair was disheveled, and he was very inconspicuous, but he stood up at this moment, holding a strange broken knife, rusty, as if it had just been dug out of the earth.

I saw that the old digger flicked his fingers, the rust and dust of the blade shook off, and an ancient demonic qi suddenly emanated.

Deep, furious, demonic, vast and other strange atmospheres, so that the old digger seems to have changed a person, the rickety body is straight, and there is a bit of majestic momentum.

"Magic weapons?"

"No! it's half a broken artifact!"

"This old guy digs graves all the year round, haunts the mausoleum of the strong, and there must be a lot of treasures on his body, of course, they are all clinging to the blood of the dead. ”

Several people looked strange, happy to watch a good show on the side, expecting the old digger to show his might and resist the Holy Son Yinwen.

Rumble!

The old digger is not tall, but at this time he is very heroic, holding a half-handled magic knife, and slashing down at will.

The sword technique was clumsy, and it was not even a knife technique, but after a knife, the boundless demonic qi crisscrossed the sky for half a year, turning into a huge demonic hand, and easily crushed the sword qi.

"Well, I didn't expect that there was a hidden master? However, you are only a consummate spirit pill realm, and your cultivation is comparable to mine, even if you hold half a magic weapon, what can you do?"

Yin Wen looked startled, his face turned cold again, and then he used the sword technique.

A moment later, the bone sword shot out wisps of white sword qi, transforming into ten times the size, slashing the huge demon hand into two sections.

The old digger refused to admit defeat, and rushed forward again with a half-handled sharpening knife, and fell into a state of anxiety with Yin Wen.

The demonic aura overflowed, the sword qi soared, and the nearby ground seemed to be plowed over, and countless ravines appeared, and the battle situation was very amazing. The mobile terminal one-second memory provides you with wonderful \ novel reading.

Li Yun and others retreated violently and did not get involved.

However, at this moment, a bare head suddenly jumped into the air, and its breath merged with the surrounding void, quietly approaching Yin Wen.

"This guy shouldn't be a bad guy, right?"

Li Yun muttered in his heart, his expression was strange, and he didn't say anything.

Lu Xiong once told him that the first time he met the monk Zhenxing, he conspired to knock the suffocate stick of the sword of the holy son Li Yijian, and killed his mount and roasted it.

At that time, it was the monk Zhenxing who showed his skills and knocked the golden eagle to death at once, which was really not in line with the impression given by the disciples of Buddhism.

Yin Wen was aloft, with a cold face, relying on the powerful and unparalleled sword cultivation attack power, he could barely suppress the old digger, and I am afraid that he would be defeated soon.

"Bang dang!"

At this moment, a huge wooden fish quietly appeared behind Yin Wen's head, and smashed it violently, pulling out the mountain, like a giant mountain smashing down, the momentum was terrifying!

A sound of gold and stone sounded, as if it had hit a divine bell, and the sound was amazingly loud.

"Who?

Yin Wen's body stiffened, and he felt a strong feeling of dizziness, which passed from the back of his head to the depths of his mind, causing his body to shake and almost fall to the ground.

However, he resisted after all, Huo Ran turned around, but saw a monk with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, showing a shy smile at him, and bowed his hand politely.

"Brother Tai, hello, the little monk asks for directions"

"Did you attack me?"

Yin Wen trembled with anger, his face turned pale, he didn't expect this holy son of Buddhism to be so undignified and silently plotted against him, and was almost crushed.

"Die!"

Monk Zhenxing was shocked, and the huge wooden fish rungs in front of him, as the most powerful defensive spirit treasure, blocking the attack. read3;