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The ethereal female voice echoed in Xuan Ming's ears, coming from all directions, and Xuan Ming still couldn't locate the other party's position.

"Little Taoist, I saw that your eyebrows were clear and beautiful, and I liked it in my heart, why don't you return to my Immortal Sect and ask for the Great Dao of Eternal Life?"

"I'm afraid that what you are asking for is not the path of immortality," Xuan Ming frowned, and his whole body did not dare to slack off, "but the demon path that is inferior to the demons!"

"Immortal Dao Demon Dao, it's just a saying that you become a king and loses a king, little Taoist, you are too cheesy, it's a pity, my interest in you has disappeared. ”

"Being personally recruited by Lord Bingbing is a blessing you have accumulated in your previous life. Illiterate bull's nose, lead to death!"

Suddenly, there was a hoarse voice around him, and he couldn't distinguish the voice of a man or a woman just by hearing it, and it sounded like it was still a subordinate of the previous person. As the sound fell, the three corpses in front of Xuan Ming seemed to suddenly let go of the tightened clockwork.

Their movements were sluggish, and they rushed towards Xuan Ming at the highest point of the hill in unison and quickly, even opening their mouths and roaring at the same time before entering the move. It seems that there is a lot more strange momentum and oppression.

"Treading the snow, do you think I should fight on horse, or on foot?"

The three corpses were in front of him, Xuan Ming calmly held the sword in his hand, retreated as advance, and the soul returning sword slashed forward, and a ten-foot range of Shengtai Chi aura was placed under his feet.

The sky is full of flying swords, and the sword qi is stagnant.

Sheng Tai Chi, which used to be able to slow down people so much that they had to exert twelve points of strength for every step they took, the effect at this time did not make Xuan Ming satisfied.

Within the scope of this ten-foot Shengtai Chi aura, Xuan Ming played the three corpses around. It didn't take long for him to think of the reason for his dissatisfaction, I am afraid that the souls of these corpses are no longer one in ten, and the effect of Sheng Taiji, which acts on the stagnant soul, will naturally be reduced.

Biological weapons, they really deserve to be the biological weapons of the Blood Refining Sect.

"If you only have this level, you can't stay poor. ”

"Bullnose, it's pretty crazy, don't cry for a while. Go!"

The brass bell sounded rapidly with the spell, and the three corpses slowly withdrew from the range of Sheng Taiji's aura, and slowly dissolved and dissolved on the snow.

This is just a trick, Xuan Ming held his sword and watched quietly. I saw that the three humanoid snow balls then stood up and melted together. The snow ball became one and a half tall and two people half wide, and stood in front of Xuan Ming.

"Pretending to be a ghost. Xuan Ming's left hand pointed into a sword pointing towards the position of the snow group, and he saw the sword shadow in the center of Sheng Taiji's aura, which was inserted into the side of the snow group.

He didn't have to wait long as the snow began to shake free, and the snow slipped and splashed, and when the snow fog cleared, a humanoid monster was revealed.

There are beasts, its shape is like a person and a mane, burrowing and winter stinging, its name is called Qianyuan (Yinhuai), its sound is like chopping wood, see the county has a big rope.

The monster that was exposed, resembling a human, but covered with pig bristles, looked like the legendary steelback beast in the Western world was nothing more than his distant relative.

"Qian Meng" seems to have just woken up, and although his eyes are foggy, the gaze that shot at Xuan Ming already has signs of a giant. Judging from the momentum he exuded, this was a martial spirit-level monster comparable to Xuan Ming.

The copper bell rang again, and "Qianyuan" let out a few wood-like screams, completely sobering up, his eyes were fierce, and he was staring at Xuan Ming.

"Tut-tut, Supreme Heavenly Venerable, even the Ancient Strange Beasts have come out, the Shenzhou Government should really award you the Blood Refining Sect a Divine Biology of the Year Award. ”

"I can't ask for it, but it's a pity that the people who know what my Immortal Sect has done are all dead. Including you!"

"Cunning", here it is.

Xuan Ming adjusted his center of gravity, the virtual and the real under his feet merged, and the stars appeared in his eyes, waiting quietly. Although he resembles a human, he still walks on all fours, and the bristles on his body staggered and made a clattering sound from time to time.

The effect of raw Tai Chi on him seems to be very weak, almost none.

"What a tricky opponent. Xuan Ming said silently, without any further emotion.

When the cunning appeared, Taxue stared at him as if he were facing a great enemy. Treading snow seems to be under a different kind of pressure, and this pressure can only be felt on strange beasts, and it has no effect on people.

Xuan Ming let the snow stay away, and Qian Yu took advantage of this moment to accelerate suddenly, and when Xuan Ming turned his head, he saw a giant palm the size of two ordinary people's palms slapped in front of him.

This sudden acceleration of the sneak attack frightened Xuan Ming, the gray-brown bristles were hideous, exuding a poisonous green glow, if it was photographed on the face, it would be very uncomfortable.

Xuan Ming dodged with a backward jump, ignoring the fact that the enemy in front of him couldn't understand it, and jokingly sarcastically said: "In this era, even the 'Ancient Strange Beasts' are no longer honest, and playing the sneak attack is a bit eye-opening." ”

It wasn't long before he noticed that he was playing the harp to the cow.

"It seems that you are just a soulless grave with dry bones, empty of skin and no half of meaning. ”

I don't know if I understood Xuan Ming's words, but he looked up to the sky and shouted, and the sound of chopping wood was piercing.

The Blood Refining Sect is not afraid of playing with fire and self-immolation, and the "cunning" in front of him seems to have a little bit of spirituality.

Of course, Xuan Ming was not worried about the Blood Refining Sect for this matter, he was worried about the situation when the Blood Refining Sect endangered others after playing with fire and setting itself on fire. It was a disaster.

It would be nice if he was still in Nanyue County, what Xuan Ming felt in Yuzhou County was not ordinary powerlessness. It's a bit of a feeling that things are about to be big and can only be resigned.

There are few people in the world, Feihanmen has something else to ask for, and Xuanyuan Wei was destroyed. At this time, the demon wind in Yuzhou County was strong.

Thoughts are flying, and in the blink of an eye, Xuan Ming has fought with Qian Meng for more than a dozen rounds, all of which are Qian Meng's attack, and Xuan Ming is avoiding.

At this time, the cunning empty has the momentum of the martial spirit, but there is no martial spirit-level means, and it seems that it has not been newly produced for a short time. As for the strange phenomenon of the three snow balls combining into one and then appearing in a cunning dream, Xuan Ming didn't believe it.

It's just a shallow trick to pretend to be a ghost.

Treading snow suddenly whistled in the distance, as if warning something. Xuan Ming took advantage of the battle to take a slight look, and saw that many knee-high snow pillars appeared around the snow, disorderly, like a stone monument covered with snow that had been randomly planted on the snow.

"Humph!"

Seeing this, Xuan Ming snorted coldly, knowing that this place could not be left behind, and the defense was an attack, and the Soul Returning Sword slashed horizontally towards the giant palm that was slapped from left to right.

There was a muffled sound when the sword palms struck, and the dense bristles blocked Xuan Ming's attack, except for a few broken bristles falling down, it can be said that Xuan Ming did not cause any damage to the cunning in front of him.

It seems that as expected, the creations of the Blood Alchemy Sect are known for their defensive power. Xuan Ming knew in his heart, and with a whistle, he signaled to step on the snow and go first, and then started his light work to get rid of the entanglement of the cunning and left.

The hoarse voice was a little angry, but unfortunately Xuan Ming had completely left it behind.

When Xuan Mingfei disappeared with the snow, the snow monuments that suddenly came out shook off the snow on his body, revealing the appearance of being hidden deep under the snow.