The axe began to shake between the fingers of the little Taoist, the five fingers of the little Taoist priest were like jade, and there was a little red, the huge axe swung between the fingers, and several people in the field did not dare to speak, the joy here is only for a moment, only the fear of death is eternal.

Vanity endures.

The little Taoist priest's eyebrows suddenly appeared a little blood-colored beads, his face looked even more bewitching, the axe went out, and the human head still fell to the ground, but the little Taoist priest did not collect the corpse, but left instantly, when walking, it was not walking, but fluttering.

The field suddenly fell into silence, just now I still wanted to be happy The woman's body softened, neck, spurting blood, the sound was very good, some people said, if the knife is fast enough, then the sound of squirting blood will be as beautiful as the sound of the wind, but at this moment the sound of spurting blood is really good, but people are panicking, who can calm down and listen attentively?

Silence before death.

"We can have a way to live. Li An looked at Chi Yi in a low voice, his voice trembled, blood shot at their faces, and the gorgeous clothes on their bodies were dyed blood.

"I don't know what happened, but"

The eyes of the people below, who had no light, gradually began to shine a little light.

"Let's go ahead for a while, it's always good to have variables. ”

Nineteen men continued to walk forward.

Later, I found that I don't know how it was, the number of people, it turned out to be reduced again, and when I returned to the original starting point, four people had disappeared, as if they had evaporated, and I looked at the number of people, but there were only eleven people left.

Nineteen when they came, one died in the deep forest, four died here, and at this moment four disappeared, only to find that only eleven remained.

Panic is back in the air.

Qinger suddenly looked towards the top of the white corridor, and suddenly found that there was a human face spider spliced together by the remains of severed limbs on it, and at this moment the human face was firmly staring at them, on the huge spider web, four shriveled corpses, just the remaining shells, no heads, no limbs, spiders seemed to be spliced together by these things, looking at them at the moment, they didn't notice it, because there were no spliced eyes.

The spiders disappeared over the webs, but they could never disappear again

Xu Cheng looked at the old Taoist priest in front of him, he didn't know if he was the Xie Jinzhi, but he knew that there should be a dead man in front of him, because only a dead person could understand a dead person so well, and he could make the stiff body of a dead person dance such a strange corpse dance.

Xu Cheng had seen the corpse dance, as if it was in his memory, it was already blurred, but at this moment, he saw it again, the dense corpses surrounded a circle, and Xu Cheng became the prey of this circle, that is, the hunter's trap.

Xu Cheng pulled out his sword, now it has become his instinct to draw the sword, he took out the sword, one corpse was lost, but the other was just a corpse with skin and bones left, it was still weird, Xu Cheng could kill, but he couldn't kill cleanly.

Xu Cheng understood the truth of killing, so at this moment he drew his sword and stood up, but in an instant, countless dense corpses suddenly roared towards the sky, and Xu Cheng fell to the ground with a "plop", and all seven orifices were bleeding.

Xu Cheng looked at the old Taoist, and the old Taoist priest also looked through the corpse.

Xu Cheng said: "Who are you?"

The old Taoist priest was silent, only with black pupiled eyes, and turned around, as if thinking about this question, Xu Cheng turned to look at the corpse, and he didn't speak, this room is very big, Xu Cheng looked at the corpse that kept dancing, he was a patient person.

He simply sat down in the middle of the shriveled corpse, and when he sat down, the whole corpse was a puddle of powder, and they could only survive for a moment, and when he sat down, he closed his eyes and recuperated his breath, and his sword rested on his knees.

Although it is surrounded, every time the corpse approaches, the green jade sword will scream, and then draw the sword, the sword will come out, and the corpse will turn into powder, so repeatedly, thrilling, because if you slow down, you will make the circle around you smaller at the same time, and that time is the time to die.

Half a moment later, the corpses began to slowly dissolve into powder and vanish.

Xu Cheng's face turned pale, but he finally survived, didn't he? Use the stupidest method to break the most cunning trap, that's it, there are no stupid people in the world, there are no smart people, only the living and the dead, the corpses are alive, not zombies, and they are not awakened for a long time.

Xu Cheng walked over, the green jade sword was already covered with a layer of gray, it was in the corpse, staining the corpse qi on this sword, Xu Cheng flipped the blade of the sword, passed through his hand, and the sword was dyed a bloody color.

The sword shall be opened with blood.

"Sure enough, I underestimated you. The old Taoist priest said with a smile, his mouth was full of broken and twisted, only half of the black teeth remained, it looked disgusting, Xu Cheng was silent, his purpose was very simple, Nanming was away from the fire or there would be one more thing now, the pill in Dingzhong, the pill that has been refined for more than a thousand years I don't know what it will taste like.

"He's a smart guy after all, but you should do it right away, it's too late. The shriveled and hoarse voice was like an aura squeezing the throat of a dead person and causing the breath to vibrate, not like a human voice, but like the roar of a corpse.

Xu Cheng looked at the door, the little Taoist priest appeared again, a little blood at the center of his eyebrows gradually began to expand, the Dao meridians began to expand near the bloody eyes, and finally turned into a dead man's eyes, but they were red, and the rest of the little Daoist's eyes were all black, and the little Taoist seemed to have gained a new life.

"Don't kill him yet. ”

"Roar. ”

The voice contained anger, unwillingness, loneliness, but the most was a kind of hatred in the blood-colored eyes, ignoring Xu Cheng at the moment, but towards the huge ding, the Nanming below was weakened to the extreme, at this moment, even the wind brought up by this little Taoist priest walking was blowing that Nanming away from the fire to the ground, and it could be extinguished at any time.

Xu Cheng never thought that the sound of the wind chimes would be so ugly and cruel, he suddenly felt that things were really interesting, and he didn't know that future generations would be able to record all this.

The old Taoist priest looked at Na Ding, his eyes suddenly lit up black, and then in the black sleeves engraved with pale green patterns, there were bursts of wind chimes, which became louder and louder, and later, it almost turned into a hypnotic song.

The little Taoist priest looked back at Xu Cheng, and there was no hatred in his eyes.

Xu Cheng understood that what he hated was not himself, but the elixir in the Ding Furnace, maybe his master was too harsh, although Xie Jinzhi was a Dan Dao master, he had always been a respected Immortal Dao person, and he didn't understand why he betrayed the Immortal Gate later, turned his back on everything original, and fell like this, he must have made himself more ruthless.

Everything is possible, Xu understands, so he thinks step by step, strength is important here, but if you don't think, then it is no different from death.

An axe suddenly appeared in Xu Cheng's eyes, and he smiled the same way, the same axe, or he could deal with him once, but if it failed, then there would be no chance to appear again, the wind chime of the old Taoist, and the axe of the little Taoist.

Xu Cheng understood a lot, but what he didn't understand was even more, shrouded in fog, but Xu Cheng knew that things were finally about to understand, what was this trap for? What is the hatred engraved in the bones of the little Taoist priest?

Xu Cheng thought about taking out the powder of the wind chime and sniffed it. The aura was transfiguring in the sky, and he looked at the axe that reached his neck and didn't dodge it, because he was not transfiguring other people at the moment, but transfiguring himself, because it was faster.

The hallucination struck, and when the hallucination and the hallucination came together, the two hallucinations were intertwined, so it might not be far from the truth, Xu Cheng understood, so he drew his sword and looked at the axe, even so, the axe was still fast.

Xu Cheng didn't want to take out the sword, he knew that if he could watch the axe fly out of the little Taoist's hand like this, and then kill someone, then his sword speed would definitely be faster, but at this moment he had to take out the sword, because it was not anyone else who was killed, but himself.

Xu Cheng drew his sword.

The green jade sword was instantly covered with traces of shattering.

Xu Cheng's turtle back appeared, and the aura instantly filled the entire turtle's back, overlapping nineteen turtle back phantoms one after another, and the axe flew back upside down, which was also the first time that this axe fell short when the little Taoist priest opened the bloody eye.

The little Taoist priest's expression could be seen to be gloomy, Xu Cheng understood that it was not Xiao Se, but the flesh on his cheeks gradually fell off, it was originally dead meat, as for being able to be on it, it was because every time the axe killed someone in the eye, even if it was a corpse, it still had an unshakable killing intent, if the killing intent was there, everything would not rot, and at this moment, seeing the killing intent shattered, then he would also be destroyed.

Xu Cheng suddenly felt a little bored.

The old Taoist priest just showed a smile at the corner of his mouth, and suddenly it became weird, the bell between his fingers turned into nothingness, and a black breath on his body was injected into the ding, and at this moment, the ding furnace suddenly boiled.

The breath of life, in exchange for the last moments?

The old Taoist priest disappeared, he just had his eyes left with pupils, and looked towards Xu Cheng, and found in a moment that Xu Cheng had also disappeared.

He ran to Nanming to leave the fire, he underestimated the current monk, it would be good if the fire could be more violent again, and then he laughed dumbly, a thousand years, even if Nanming is capable of leaving the fire, it is not as good as the Tao, after all, it can't withstand the invasion of the years.

He was a little distracted, in the middle of the rivers and lakes, if a sword suddenly appeared on his neck now, then it was a sneak attack that the world despised, but Xu Cheng did not have these concepts, killing, or being killed, it was so simple, where would he let anything be bound, what is morality, your understanding, everyone's understanding, the understanding of the whole world, then it must be my understanding?