Dozens of cyan scratches immediately scattered around the old woman's body, claws and flesh flew flying, the old woman was hard-willed, her fangs were filed, her waist was weirdly twisted in reverse to avoid the vital point, and her backhand raised the sickle high and rolled up the black smoke, the wind was fierce, and she hooked towards the dwarf.

The dwarf suddenly took a step forward, although the dwarf was short, this step contained an irresistible majesty, stretched out his right hand and turned into a hideous claw against the sickle, and his left hand suddenly brought out a large mass of thick and viscous black evil qi like fishing in the water, from the old woman's chest, a bloody heart grabbed into his hand, and said with a smile: "Mountain monsters, also dare to do something with this seat." ’

The old woman's body stiffened violently, trembled again, her face changed several times, and she looked at her heart and giggled: "Your Excellency has good skills, but you have ruined the old body's body, but you don't know how many times stronger than this famous doll of Yan Pomen." ”

The ghost's eyes glowed with a ghost, like a hungry wolf, with a strange smile in his mouth, staring at the bloody heart, wanting to pounce and grab his hand to devour, but he was very afraid that the dwarf would not dare to step forward, so he held his head in his hands and raised his head to face a desperate wail.

After hearing this, the dwarf said disapprenously: "The disciple of Yan Po Sect is not something you can evaluate casually", and then said with a mysterious smile: "This seat knows what you are laughing at, I wonder if you will laugh when you hear the name of this seat?"

When the old woman heard what he said, her mind froze, and the dwarf actually saw her own backhand, but she didn't have time to think about it, but she saw that the ghost was struggling to eat her heart, and her angry eyes were about to burst out, but the dwarf was unfathomable, and she couldn't see the cultivation, and her words were condensed, so she swallowed her anger and said: "I don't know which master of Yan Pomen you are?"

The dwarf smiled: "This seat is the Black Earth Zombie Daoist, and he walks the corpse road! Do you want to escape from the Yuan Shen and drill into the body of Taiyi to control the body and escape?"

The old woman heard the dwarf call out her confidant's scheming, her face turned purple and blue, and she immediately broke the tip of her tongue and spewed blood mist to perform the shield soul technique, and the black soil Taoist had been waiting in secret for a long time, and when she saw that the old woman was about to escape, she raised her withered claws and slapped the old woman's heavenly spirit cover, and the old woman's soul was shocked and could not be used.

The old woman spat out a mouthful of blood, unable to lie on the ground, and saw that she couldn't escape, so she hurriedly begged for mercy: "The Black Soil Daoist spares his life, the old man is willing to give you all the treasures in this tomb, as well as the body of the Taiyi master." ’

The Black Soil Daoist said fiercely: I want to kill you, not all the treasures belong to this seat, and his tone changed and said gently: "As long as you do one thing, this seat will naturally spare your life"

As soon as the old woman heard that she had a life, she immediately agreed: "As long as you can live, you will agree to anything." ’

The Black Soil Daoist showed a playful smile, walked to Zhang Shiyan, who was lying on the ground and gasped, squatted down and said: "Boy, I don't know that you are the disciple of the sect, but the disciples of this sect are all rebellious people, acting perversely, not bowing their heads, but now you have insulted the master, and you dare to live for a long time, because you killed you, but I am happy to get a treasure today, as long as you can kill that old woman and win back the reputation of this sect, this seat will save you." ’

Zhang Shiyan didn't know what tricks the old woman used to make her mind so sober, but she couldn't faint, she couldn't enjoy this unspeakable pain, and suddenly heard someone who beat the old woman and begged for mercy, and her heart was big, I didn't think that the old witch also had today, I only hated that the person didn't kill the old witch on the spot, and heard the man say this in his ear, only to understand that the person originally regarded himself as his own person and left the old witch to kill himself, and smiled bitterly in his heart, the rules of Yan Pomen's door are really strange, he is now blind, and his whole body hurts so much as he moves, he really kills it。

But even if I want to be cheap, I can't give up my cheap life, what are you still nostalgic for? What are you still nostalgic about? I opened my bloody mouth, laughed silently, and with my bloody fingers and my own blood, endured the pain in my heart, and pulled out the ground with difficulty: 'Very good! But I can't see with my eyes, please put those corpses in my hands, and I can cast a spell to win back the honor for my teachers!'

"Good boy, have perseverance, I promise you. With a wave of the black robe, the black ghost who was staying on the side seemed to know something, and immediately rushed to the ground and moved to Zhang Shiyan's side.

Hei Tu turned to the old woman and said: "This seat counts, as long as you kill that kid, this seat will let you live, but if you dare to escape, you will refine your corpse, imprison your original spirit, and strip your soul so that you will never be reborn." After that, the ghost gate howled, as if welcoming the arrival of the old woman.

As soon as Zhang Shiyan touched the corpse in his hand, he hugged it tightly, his heart suddenly moved, he wanted to be intoxicated like a lover, the flesh and blood of the whole body seemed to melt, revealing a white Sensen's skeleton wrapped in a constantly beating bright red heart, the blood was rolling, bubbling with blood, emitting bursts of heat, rolling and flowing around, just like a snow-capped mountain bursting out of thick magma, slowly staying along the mountain, the cold and clean white snow could not resist the enthusiasm of the hot pulp, and he was willing to blend with him, gradually intoxicated, and followed him to the abyss of death.

The old woman and the black soil Taoist were shocked by this strange and bewitching scenery,

The Black Soil Daoist felt that he was going deep into hell, the blood mist was shrouded, the ghosts were crying wolves, and the hot heart became silent, lonely, cold, like a handful of bursting flames in the deep snow valley that has not melted into silence for thousands of years, and was extinguished by the snowflakes that gradually fell and scattered, silent meditation:" It's been a long time since I've had this feeling of calm and tranquility, this exercise is so wicked, it can hook other people's moods, Yan Pomen doesn't seem to have this kind of exercise, I don't know what the origin of this kid is, why did he offend this monster like this, just kill this monster, lest this kid die, this kind of exercise will disappear, where to find a strange exercise. ”

The Black Earth Dao man's murderous intent was endured several times, because he also wanted to see how powerful this exercise was.

The old woman shook her head, I don't know what kind of evil trick this kid is going to use, more evil than his own monster, the old body lost his general cultivation today, and his body was broken, only the original god remained, he didn't dare to hold it up, and waved his sickle hook to the heart. 、

The hook of the old woman, the hearts of the people of the Black Soil Dao were pinched, like hooking their own hearts, and they almost couldn't help jumping up and chopping the old woman to death, and they couldn't help but gamble on him and bet on the uniqueness of this exercise. I saw that the heart emitted a burst of blood light and blocked the sickle, the sickle was pressed, the skeleton could not withstand the inch-inch breakage, the heart fell into the blood and was instantly covered, the old woman immediately stirred the sickle in the blood, but the heart was like melting into the blood, and it couldn't be stirred out, the old woman was a big monster, and she waved the sickle to bombard the blood mass, the skeleton was knocked clean, and it sank into the blood and melted, and each knife was like hitting the water, and there was no feeling of hitting the real thing. The old woman was like getting into the tip of a bull's horns, unable to extricate herself, giggling, and not knowing that the blood was on her body.

When the old woman noticed, her chest melted most of it, the old woman looked at her chest in horror, unable to speak, and after a while, the old woman eased up and said fiercely: "If you want the old body to get the flesh, the old body has taken your soul first." ”