An index finger stretched out, and when the air fell, the speed was not very fast, but the air was directly crushed, and the fierce sword qi from the fat monk, under the collision, it was directly collapsed. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"What?"

The fat monk let out a frightened voice, looking at Jiang Xiaobai's gaze with horror.

"Body Cultivator!"

The thin monk's eyes were cold, and his body rushed out directly under a blur, his body was still moving forward, he raised his hand and patted the storage bag on his waist, a piece of rune paper appeared, the thin monk tore it directly, and in the flickering light, a puppet the size of a zhang Xu transformed out of thin air, roaring, and appeared directly.

The puppet is black, full of texture, and its appearance is very close to that of a human, but it can still be seen that it is different, especially a pair of arms, different bodies, it is a very striking red, with irregular black stripes.

"Kill!"

The thin monk spoke, and at the same time pinched the trick with both hands, and the light of his fingertips flickered, manipulating the puppet.

Immediately, the puppet's eyes lit up, like human eyes, and under the explosion, the puppet stepped on it, the ground cracked, and the body instantly slammed into the ground, and a punch blasted out.

The black irregular stripes glowed, the same black, but even more dazzling, a terrifying force tore through the air and smashed into the air towards Jiang Xiaobai.

The blood in his eyes surged, it was rich qi and blood, even with a faint gold, Jiang Xiaobai's body qi and blood were urged, causing a faint gold on the epithelial membrane in his body, he shouted, his waist sank and his elbows fell, and the ground under his feet immediately sank in a circle, and under a layer of smoke and dust, a punch was blasted out.

Clang!

The two fists collided, and a circle of qi dispersed, but the next moment.

Click.

Jiang Xiaobai sneered, raised his arms again, and with a click, the black puppet began to crack from the fist, and a trace of cracks like spider webs spread instantly, and when the qi wave completely spread and disappeared, the entire puppet exploded with a bang.

It's a long story, but in fact, since the puppet punched out to this moment, it's just between breaths.

"What?!"

At this moment, even the thin monk was shocked, looking at Jiang Xiaobai with a shocked look in his eyes.

"Fatty, let's do it!"

The thin monk's face was hideous, he greeted the thin monk, patted his hand under the storage bag, his body was illusory, and he rushed out directly.

At the same time, black and white ribbons flew out of the storage bag, constantly winding as the thin monk advanced, and when he approached Jiang Xiaobai, the thin monk had a different momentum at the moment, and in the midst of the evil aura, he instantly punched.

The fat monk was also fast, with murderous intent in his eyes, followed closely by the thin monk, the magic weapon and long sword in his hand pierced the eyes, and when the air slashed down one after another, three white sword qi roared out, and his body followed closely behind, with momentum like a rainbow.

"Refining corpses. ”

Jiang Xiaobai's eyes were curious, and he looked at the thin monk with great surprise.

Looking at the appearance of the thin monk, at this moment, he was wrapped in black and white ribbons, wrapping his whole body, and his momentum exuded a thick evil aura at the same time, with a faint death aura, it was actually a corpse refining, and it was the bloodiest self among the corpses.

Refining corpses has always been mysterious, Jiang Xiaobai doesn't know much, but he has also heard a little, especially the well-known Dao of Self and Dao of Things in corpse refining, which is even more thunderous.

In this way, Jiang Xiaobai was able to gain insight into the origin of this technique so quickly.

The greatest feature of the Tao of the Self is that the living person refines the corpse, and it is the refining of itself.

It's like a thin monk like this.

At this moment, he also became interested, wanting to see what was so extraordinary about this rumored and mysterious corpse refining.

Taking a deep breath, Jiang Xiaobai's qi and blood surged, and a punch burst out, facing the thin monk, directly colliding, and the faint gold bloomed in the collision, forming a tear, impacting the thin monk.

The thin monk only has a pair of eyes at the moment, and there is cruelty in the sneer in his eyes at this moment, the clashing fist is actually easily cracked, and the sound of bones breaking keeps coming, but the thin monk's face does not change, but the cruelty is even stronger.

Jiang Xiaobai's heart jumped, and the next moment, his complexion changed greatly.

On top of the thin monk's shattered fist, the black and white ribbons were like poisonous snakes at this moment, opening their fangs at this moment, crossing each other, and instantly rushing out of the entanglement.

These ribbons seem to be soft and elegant, but at this moment, they are like the sharpest weapons in the world, constantly shrinking under the entanglement, and the piercing power makes Jiang Xiaobai's skin film tingle.

What's more, a trace of cold dead air is pervasive, like a maggot on the tarsal bone, even Jiang Xiaobai, who has cultivated the "Witch God Formula", has a strong physique, and he can't stop it.

Jiang Xiaobai's eyes were full of blood, and he immediately pinched his hands, and the "Blood Nerve" was cast, and the air behind him fluctuated, rippling like ripples, and the spirit of the blood god stepped out.

Suddenly, his eyes flashed, and he felt the breath of the blood god behind him, and his thoughts flashed.

At this moment, the Blood God's Spirit gave him a very different feeling, compared to before, it seemed to be ...... More concise.

But at this moment, there was no time to think about it, directly the blood god merged, the blood color spread, the red light of the whole body was diffused, and in the blood in the eyes, a trace of absorption power exploded, and when it was collected and released, the cold and dead qi that tried to enter his body was absorbed and gathered in an instant, condensed into a strand, and existed in the body.

As soon as Jiang Xiaobai's body shook, this cold dead qi that was condensed into a strand was gathered into his mouth, and under the wrapping of qi and blood all over his body, a cold crystal with red in black was formed.

The thin monk immediately changed color, and his body didn't have time to retreat, so he could only twist his body in a hurry.

However, he was fast, Jiang Xiaobai was faster, his fist turned into an afterimage, the speed was so fast, beyond the lightning, directly hit the thin monk, the qi and blood condensed and exploded, the thin monk's body flew up, the ribbon of the whole body cracked, and blood spurted out of his mouth.

At the same time, the cold crystal condensed by the dead qi was directly approaching, and the moment it hit the injured body of the thin monk in mid-air, the cold crystal shattered, and the dead qi exploded in an instant, directly freezing the thin monk.

It was only at this moment that the fat monk's white sword qi approached, and under the roar, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the air was broken, directly enveloping Jiang Xiaobai.

Jiang Xiaobai raised his hand, and in a flash, he approached the thin monk, stepped on it, and the thin monk's entire body was blown into the ground, and he didn't move after a few convulsions, and at the same time, he raised his hand and pointed out, and his qi and blood exploded, directly hitting the center of the three sword qi.

Immediately, the sword qi collapsed violently, and it spread out in all directions in the cracking, forming a wave of qi tumbling, and the fat monk who followed immediately became unstable.

The surroundings were also in the collapse of the sword qi, under the sweep, the soil and mud flew, the branches and leaves fell, and one after another fist-sized pits appeared, even the huge bluestone, at this moment, it was also pitted, full of sword marks.

However, under the shaking of the fat monk, there is eternal stagnation.

Qi and blood condensed on his fingertips, and in the midst of the brilliance, Jiang Xiaobai's finger fell, and the fat monk suddenly felt like a lightning strike, his body trembled, and the blood in his mouth spurted out, flying sideways to the side like a defeat.

"You ・・・・・・"

The thin monk trembled, his blood-stained fingers were in the air, his eyes were unwilling, and he died of anger before he finished a sentence.

Jiang Xiaobai turned his head, looked at the fat monk, his eyes were calm, and said, "How is it now?"

"Ahem, cough, cough ・・・・・・"

"Seniors spare their lives, spare their lives, seniors, the little ones have eyes and don't know Mount Tai, they collided with their predecessors, and their predecessors spared their lives!"

The fat monk was coughing at the moment, and the blood kept flowing out, but at this moment he didn't care about this, looking at Jiang Xiaobai, his eyes were frightened, and it was difficult to get up after straining, his body was like cotton at the moment, without the slightest strength, unable to move.

Jiang Xiaobai's eyes were calm and unmoved, and as he walked, his palms slowly raised.

"Senior, I know a piece of news about the Silent Soul of Silence. ”

Looking at the calmness in Jiang Xiaobai's eyes, the fat monk was frightened in his heart, knowing that Jiang Xiaobai's killing intent had been decided, he had to throw out the last life-saving straw and roar at this moment.

"Extinguish the Cold Spirit!"

Jiang Xiaobai's pupils contracted, and his heart was shocked.