No, I can't die! Lin Yan on the altar of the Demon Emperor roared in his heart, for him, he had just condensed the Yuan Shen, and a good day was in front of him, how could he lie on the altar so miserably!

didn't care about wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth, he gritted his teeth and bit the tip of his tongue, and the blood on the tip of his tongue reflected the blood in his heart, which contained great mana. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info A mouthful of blood spurted towards the spirit flag, and the spirit flag suddenly moved, a puff of black smoke rose into the sky, and the blood shadow on the remaining few demon slaying talismans was already bright red.

The blood sealing spell was counterattacked, either you die or I die, and I can't afford Lin Yao's life without fighting. The spell was chanted in his mouth again, and the mana in his whole body surged towards the demon slaying talisman with all his might. At this point, Lin Jian couldn't figure out why the black dragon in the Dancheng Realm had such mana, and it could still set off such a deadly resistance after being eroded by the spell for three days.

However, Gao Yang Zhengzheng in the Donglin Essence House was also full of sorrow, facing Yue Hengxi in the two sections of the corpse, could it be that a generation of earth immortals died like this? How could it be? He didn't dare to be careless, but the Yuan Shen was no better than the soul, and with his current realm, he couldn't see Yue Hengxi, who was close to him, and was desperately dealing with the attack of Lin Xuan's spell there.

The body died, but I didn't expect this blood sealing spell to be very weird, and the black qi was like a maggot on the tarsal bone towards Yue Hengxi's Yuan Shen. Although there were only six paths, the momentum was even more than before, Yue Hengxi was forced to be embarrassed, and his clothes and hair were scattered. His eyes were still fiercely looking at the few black qi that bound his body, and the light of the wisdom sword was blazing again.

The source of the black qi seems to come from the Netherworld Blood Sea, and the erosion of the divine soul is very serious, and under the guidance of the spirit flag, it is even more like a tiger descending from the mountain, and the black qi that the wisdom sword can cut is actually very limited.

Finding a little gap, the black qi did not hesitate to drill into Yue Hengxi's body, and the back contaminated by the black qi was already numb and uncontrollable. Moreover, the black scars were still spreading, and a chill rose from the bottom of Yue Hengxi's heart, which was the call from death. What a terrible and distant word, I thought that I would never meet myself again in this life, but the reality is so ridiculous, death is so easy for an earth immortal!

A cold wind blew through Donglin Jingshe, Gao Yangzheng couldn't help but shudder, turned his head and asked, "Do you feel anything?"

Yuan Zhi and Fu Bo glanced at each other, and nodded at the same time: "It seems to be something from the underworld!" Before becoming a heavenly immortal, the Netherworld was also a taboo for all cultivators. As soon as you enter reincarnation, you are no longer yourself, and everything in this life is the future.

"Could it really be that there is really a bull-headed horse who came to detain the soul and lock the soul in front of him and take it to the Ten Halls of the Underworld for Yama trial?" asked Gao Yang Zheng.

Both of them shook their heads, for them, the underworld was just a distant legend. As for the internal affairs of the underworld, they must not know about the country demons.

However, what Yue Hengxi saw in his eyes was a different scene, the cold wind was rustling, and the strange fog was overcast. A monster suddenly appeared in the dark wind and black mist, and it turned out to be a powerful ghost, the one-horned ghost king.

Although he had never seen this ghost king, he had heard that three of their brothers lived in Beibi Mountain, and they became the strong ghost king, the mountain ghost king and his one-horned ghost king!

Yue Hengxi was guarding against the erosion of black qi, and asked cautiously: "The ghost king is coming at this time, what's the matter?" But they act quite mysteriously and rarely interact with people, even Yue Hengxi has to be very jealous of them.

The one-horned ghost king laughed in the yin wind: "Of course I came to save you!"

When Yue Hengxi heard this, he was terrified, and his soul was scattered and the ending was ten thousand times more tragic than death, and he immediately said in horror: "Don't! I don't want my soul to be scattered! The ghost king saves me!" In fact, he only blamed his weak mind and was bewitched by the one-horned ghost king, so he lost his ability to judge. In fact, with the power of his sword, don't rush for quick success, just peel it off slowly, it's not that you can't fight this soul-devouring mist!

Seeing that the goal was achieved, the one-horned ghost king immediately said: "Since I came to save you, I naturally have a way to save you, but this Lushan mountain god can't do it anymore, can I go back to Beibi Mountain to practice the way of ghosts and immortals?"

Yue Hengxi hurriedly nodded and said, "It's good to cultivate ghost immortals, cultivate ghost immortals, cultivate ghost immortals!"

Seeing that Yue Hengxi agreed, the One-Horned Ghost King no longer hesitated, and with his ghost cultivation, he was very familiar with the attack of this bloody sealing spell. Stretching out the Nether Ghost Claw, a black mist lotus flower appeared on it, and I saw the flower bud open, and the six black qi were sucked into it. Even the black imprints on Yue Hengxi's Yuan Shen slowly receded, and his reverence for this one-horned ghost king immediately skyrocketed, where did he remember his hundreds of years of cultivation on Zhongnan Mountain?

It's a pity that Yue Hengxi didn't know this truth, and when he saw that the one-horned ghost king could control the black qi, he was full of thought that the ghost cultivators in their northern mountains were stronger than the Zhengyang lineage in Zhongnan Mountain, but was this really the case?

The blood sealing spell was so simply turned away by a black mist lotus flower of the one-horned ghost king, and poor Lin Jiao's scheming could not escape Hongmin's calculations, how is the Tao? What is the heart? It is meaningless to him, only Qingliu went to Tai Chi Guan in fear to ask someone to collect the body of his master.

In the Donglin Essence House, the will of the forest cold receded, and the jingle bell baby fell to the ground! What Mountain God Seal, Qingfeng Sword, and Molong Ding Brush fell to the ground at once, but it scared Gao Yang Zhengzheng for a moment, this doesn't seem to be a game to fight monsters!

Yuan Zhi saw the mountain god seal carved like the yellow dragon jade, and immediately said happily: "King, it seems that this Yue Hengxi is really dead, otherwise the mark on this mountain god seal will not disappear!"

Gao Yang Zhengze was a little unhappy, for them, this should have been a shocking battle, but it ended in such a hurry. Of course, the happiest thing is Fubo, his nature is the most reluctant to risk his life, but because of the existence of Gao Yang's rules, he also has to come, since he can win this game without much effort and without fighting, wouldn't it be a happy ending for everyone?

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In the Water God Temple, Gao Yang Zhengzheng and a few people returned, and the bamboo shoots finally woke up.

But what worries Gao Yang Zhengzheng is the mountain god seal in front of him, the mountain god seal is only a foreign object after all, and there is no qualitative improvement in his own combat power. So after returning to Pengli Lake, he handed over the water god seal to Yuan Zhi.

A Peng Li Lake can be handed over to Yuan Zhi and Fubo to manage, and he can go to the Dragon Temple once in a while. But although Lushan is good, he is not willing to take it, because he didn't plan to walk on the Shinto Road for a long time, and these mountains and rivers will only bind him and cannot move. But in the hand, there must be people with a heart to take it, and I don't know how many people are worried about it.

Forget it, let's hold it in your hand first, and talk about it later! If you can cultivate a mountain god of your own, it should also be a good choice, Gao Yang Zhengzheng is no longer worried about a mountain god print, but thinking about the way to go in the future.

The confrontation with the Earth Immortal allowed him to discover a broader fairy realm, and in terms of his own Peng Li Lake, he was just a frog at the bottom of the well. In the well the frog thinks he is a king, but only because no birds fly in, otherwise he will find that the well does not belong to him.

If you want to protect one of your wells, you need to have at least the strength to stand at the mouth of the well, and you can't do anything if you stay at the bottom of the well.

Suddenly remembered Ao Qian's invitation, although he had not seen the strength of the Yangtze River Dragon Monarch with his own eyes, it could be seen between the scales and claws. Since he let himself go again, he must have something to say to himself.

didn't think about it anymore, and told Yuan Zhi that they were ready to leave for the Yangtze River, but when Sun'er heard that they would be alive or dead, they would follow together. Gao Yang Zhengzheng couldn't help it, he hadn't been able to accompany her well since he brought her to Shuifu, otherwise he wouldn't have given Yue Hengxi a chance.

"Okay, let's go together, presumably Long Jun won't care, but after you get to the Yangtze River, you have to be obedient!"

The bamboo shoots clapped their hands and exclaimed, "Great! Thank you, uncle, I have never seen the Yangtze River!"

Seeing that Bamboo Shoots was still lively, Gao Yang Zhengzheng was also very happy in his heart, what he was most afraid of was that Bamboo Shoots would become silent and afraid of people because of this matter. Carrying the bamboo shoots, Gao Yang Zheng laughed loudly: "Let's go!"

Incarnated as a black dragon, riding the waves between the waves and white water, the bamboo shoots laughed happily on the back of the dragon. In fact, she also has her own little thoughts, she heard Fubo say that the Yangtze River Longjun is very powerful, and she also wants to learn some skills, at least she can't let her uncle be hurt for herself. At night, whenever she thought of her uncle covered in blood, she couldn't help but feel sad.

The bamboo shoots rode on the dragon's neck and reached out to touch the dragon's head and said, "Uncle Shi, you are going to have horns on your head!"

"Really?" he didn't know much about his dragon body form, and he wasn't a pure dragon anyway, because he didn't have dragon horns. Dragons have horns, not every dragon has them, which has something to do with the type and bloodline of the dragon.

"Yes, it's just a little bigger, and it looks so funny!"

However, the new long dragon horn was touched like this, but it was a little itchy, and the huge dragon head waved: "Stop it for me, be careful that I give you that you are still here, and I won't take you to the Yangtze River!"

The bamboo shoots could only hold on to the dragon's mane tightly to prevent themselves from falling, leaving behind a string of silver bells and laughter.

However, under this threat, the bamboo shoots finally became much more honest, and Gao Yang Zhengze had already swam past Peng Li and entered the waters of the Yangtze River. Escaping death and re-entering the Yangtze River, the two spells handed over by Ao Qian played a vital role, but what did he prepare this time?