"Crackle!"

In mid-air, there was a sudden violent explosion, and the carriage was hit head-on by the five blood-red skulls, shattering pieces and falling to the ground. The skull smashed the carriage and castrated, still chasing after the beggar. The beggar smiled, his body was short, and he hid behind the ordinary. The skull couldn't hold its momentum and bumped into the ordinary head-on.

"Good time!"

Ordinary shouted, stretched out his hand and took out the Ruyi Qiankun bag, stretched out his hand, and the black gas in the bag gushed out, and he flew up. When the Hu man saw it, he didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly recited the incantation and turned the prayer cylinder in his hand. In the flash of red light, the five blood-red skulls were immediately retracted, and they pounced on them with teeth and claws. Ping Fan sneered, pointed his hand to the bag, and saw a cloud of black mist gushing out of the bag, turning into two huge giant hands, copying five skulls in his hand. I saw him point his hand, and the two big hands suddenly closed, only squeezing the skull so much that it could not stop squeaking and screaming. This strange change suddenly happened, and everyone was frightened.

You must know that although this wishful Qiankun bag is only a magic weapon, it is practiced by Yu Zhenzi, a master in the Yuan Infant Period, during which I don't know how many good and evil masters are installed, and how much essence and blood are transformed, and the power is so strong, I am afraid that it is not much inferior to any of the best magic weapons. Although the prayer cylinder in the hands of this Hu man was cultivated by the monks of the clan with the soul of life, how could it be so wonderful as the wishful Qiankun bag? Therefore, only one of them could not be seen, and the five blood-red skulls were locked by the black qi in the bag.

The Hu man fell behind, and his heart was in a hurry, and in a hurry, he had to open his mouth and spurt out a large mouthful of essence and blood. As soon as the blood touched the prayer cylinder, the five skulls suddenly cried in unison, and a sticky, slippery red liquid spewed out from the mouths of the five black holes at the same time. When these bright red liquids touched the big black hand, they emitted a rancid smell, which was really disgusting. The ordinary brows furrowed slightly, and he almost couldn't hold the magic trick, and the mana on the wishful bag was scattered, and he was rushed out by the five skulls. The man got out of the predicament, and when he was arrogant, he stretched out his hand to turn the prayer cylinder, and a red light came down as a hood. I only heard him shout: "Where did the thief come from, dare to stop your uncle's business, don't you want to die?"

When he heard this, he couldn't help frowning, he didn't expect this man to be so tired. Annoyed for a while, he refused to let go of his hand anymore, and reached out to the Ruyi Qiankun bag and pointed it. Everyone looked at it, and saw a surge of black gas gushing out, and the red light was connected to the five red skulls. Then he raised his right hand and sacrificed the Chixiao Sword in the air. The man saw a sword light flying over, and hurriedly blocked the warp cylinder in his hand. I only heard a crisp sound of "pop", and the prayer cylinder was struck by the sword qi, and it was torn apart and shattered to the ground. The poor man didn't have time to dodge, but he was slashed in two by his sword. Ruyi Qiankun bag mouthed, rolled up his corpse with blood all over the ground, put it in one go, and turned it clean in a blink of an eye.

As soon as this Hu man died, two more red-robed Hu monks jumped out, pointed at the ordinary nose and scolded: "Wu Na barbarian, he is too vicious!

When he looked back, he saw that one of the two people had a fist-sized blood-red Buddha bead hanging from his neck, and the other was holding a pair of wide-brimmed gold cymbals with a large fence.

When Ping Fan saw the appearance of the two, he couldn't help but laugh secretly in his stomach, thinking: "These two people really don't know a little bit about their brains." As the saying goes: 'If you don't let go of it, you can't do it.' Since the two sides are fighting the law, it is natural that the strong will survive and the weak will die, and they will either die or be injured, so how can there be any viciousness or not ruthlessness? Besides, the man attacked me first, and I just took action to defend myself. I see that the blood on the two of you is faint, but I am afraid that there are many more miles than the people I killed!"

Just like that, when he was slightly stunned, the monk Hu who was hanging the Buddha beads around his neck suddenly smiled gloomily, tore off the Buddha beads on his neck, and threw himself to the ground with a "pounce". But seeing the red light, the Buddha beads had already turned into hundreds of blood-red souls with teeth and claws, these souls, all of them looked vicious, looked fierce, and at a rough glance, they seemed to be no different from the evil ghosts in the Senluo Palace.

When he saw these souls, he was a little stunned in his heart, and when he turned around, he couldn't help but look at Liu Hanxi. At a glance, I saw that Liu Hanxi's face was pale, his eyes were red, and the whole person seemed to be angry. After a while, I only heard her say coldly: "Fool, this is a wild place, a soul soldier trained by the blood refining method of the Demon Gate, you have to be careful!"

When ordinary people heard this, they couldn't help but be surprised: "Soul soldiers, what is soul soldiers?" Liu Hanxi shook his head, frowned, and said: "The so-called soul soldiers are a careful part of soul refining in the Demon Gate!"

Ordinary as she reminded, she immediately came back to her senses, and saw countless human figures lined up in formation, and pounced on the sky. He was shocked in his heart, and naturally retreated a few feet back, and then turned his body vertically and summoned the Chixiao Sword. The sword floated into the air, holding him up, dodging the blow of the landslide. With a rumbling sound, the soul soldiers rushed by, leaving a large pool of wet and sticky red liquid on the ground. Looking at it from afar, I feel weird and disgusting.

The monk Hu released the soul soldier, which had a surprising winning effect, and he bluffed the ordinary as soon as he made a move. The black-faced young man looked down, and saw that these soul soldiers were actually climbing me, me, and I, and I climbed you, stacking them up extremely quickly. These soul soldiers were all refined by the living soul, and they were light and fluttering, and they didn't have much weight, and in a short time, they piled up a high layer of soul towers, almost level with his body. When ordinary people saw such a strange scene, they couldn't help but be curious and scared, and they were a little stunned for a while.

Just a little stunned, this soul tower with a pile of living souls has already moved. Ordinary people were shocked in their hearts, and hurriedly sacrificed the Ruyi Qiankun bag into the air, wanting to use the mana in the bag to take this soul tower in. As soon as the Ruyi Qiankun bag was launched, countless talismans immediately surged up on top of this soul tower, bounced this black qi back. The Ruyi Qiankun bag shook for a while, and with a "whoosh" sound, it still flew back to the ordinary waist.

As a result, the black-faced young man was taken aback, and said in his heart, "Why is this magic weapon suddenly ineffective?"

Before I could think about it, I suddenly felt a flower in front of me, countless red, sticky and greasy liquids shooting at my face. Ordinary people have no choice but to drive the flying sword and flee in a roundabout way. These red dots fell to the ground, and immediately "snorted" and smoked, burning countless small craters on the ground. This Hu monk had the upper hand, and he didn't spare anything at all, urging the soul tower to press forward step by step. When the rest of the Hu monks saw it, they also came to kick in and sacrifice the two golden cymbals in the air, focusing on the ordinary head and face. Ordinary people have to bypass the soul tower and avoid the golden cymbals, and it will not be long before they are in danger.

But how did he know that the countless soul soldiers that constituted this soul tower were made with the most ferocious soul refining method among the demon path methods. These soul soldiers, the strength of a single is not very strong, at most they can practice the realm of the second or third layer of qi, but when hundreds of living souls gather in one place, the power is more than a hundred times greater, almost no different from the Jindan stage monks. Although the Ruyi Qiankun bag is the best at ingesting living souls, it can only collect characters whose mana is not as profound as its own. It seems that this kind of soul soldier array, which is almost equal to the Jindan period, how can it be collected?

was doing nothing, but he heard Liu Hanxi's voice shouting: "Instant Fanghua!"

Hearing this, he hurriedly put his arm to the side, and the black light of the Chixiao Sword flashed, and a black gas rushed into the sky, gathering into a dark and heavy Sensen sword qi in mid-air, and wrapped the golden cymbals in one hand, and only one sword was twisted into pieces, reduced to a pile of broken copper and iron, and fell straight from the air.

This sword is a killer in the Little Heavens Sword Technique passed on to him by Liu Hanxi some time ago, and the name is: Instant Fanghua. The essence of the sword technique lies in condensing the mana of the whole body in an instant, and sending out this extremely powerful sword. With one sword, there is really only one sword, which is specially prepared for cultivating a great enemy who is higher than himself. This Hu monk's rosary and golden cymbals can also be regarded as two strange treasures, but how can they be worthy of the top magic weapon of the great master of the Yuan Infant Stage, the blow of the Chixiao Sword?

Liu Hanxi's face sank like water, and he said lightly: "Chop the grass and eradicate the roots!" Although the voice was not loud, it contained an irresistible majesty.

Pingfan's heart was shocked, he nodded, and the long sword in his hand swung again, and it was another "instant flower". Although the soul soldiers trained by this Hu monk are powerful, they can only dominate in the wilderness, how can they be the opponents of the Daomen Sect and the Kunlun Flying Sword? I saw that where the sword light started, these countless soul soldiers in front of him were all smashed.

As soon as these soul soldiers were cut apart, the mana in their bodies dispersed at once, and gradually collapsed one after another, turning into a boundless sea of blood, and bursts of fishy stench came to their faces. Ordinary frowned, couldn't help but show unbearable eyes, reached out and shook the Ruyi Qiankun bag, a black gas gushed out, and the blood stains all over the ground were collected. The spells of the two Hu monks in the Western Regions were broken, and they couldn't hang on their faces anymore, and in the roar, they split their magic weapons. The magic weapon was taken off, and the two of them opened their mouths at the same time, and two pillars of blood spurted out. Two mouthfuls of blood spurted, the faces of the two suddenly turned red, two gold cymbals, a string of Buddha beads sacrificed at the same time, "Dangdang Dang" There was a sharp sound, and for a while, it was an equal fight with the Chixiao Sword, regardless of superiority.

This is the secret method of the essence blood in their sect, every moment of delay, it will cost a essence blood vitality, with the cultivation of these two Hu monks, it will definitely not be able to resist Chixiao for a moment or three.

Pingfanxin said: "Miss Liu said that people in the Western Regions are extremely difficult to provoke, and once they are provoked, it will be a never-ending scene." Since she asked me to do it, I don't have to show mercy, even if I kill them seriously, it is their own fault, no wonder others!"

With this thought, the killing intent in his heart was naturally great, and he had no scruples at the moment, sacrificed Chixiao, and slaughtered all these people to his heart's content. only heard the screams of "ahhhh Only the two monks were struggling to support themselves.

Ordinary people took a look, and saw that these two people barely supported for a while, but they were all sweating profusely, and their whole bodies were trembling, obviously not supporting for long. The black-faced young man closed his eyes suddenly, and Chixiao slashed straight down.

Just when the two of them were about to die, they suddenly heard a long laugh of "haha", and then there was a violent shaking under their feet, and the whole ground cracked from it!