However, the passer-by who did not disclose his name also got a glimpse of the situation in the place of Wei Ziguo, and he didn't say anything, his figure came directly towards Jiang Xiaobei, but the square seal was thrown towards Jiang Yueyi.

"It seems that you didn't take me seriously" Jiang Xiaobei sneered, patted his waist in his hand, and more than a dozen black lights flew up, with ripples like lightning on the black light, half of which directly pounced on the Sifang Seal, and the other half rushed towards the passer-by.

The black light was released from the jar-like treasure that was scavenged from Lin Wencong's place, and along the way, Jiang Xiaobei tried to refine before entering the treasure house, and the divine sense breath invaded it, but now it can be used, although it is not free, but it is completely possible to drive that Mo Yan.

Under the scorching of the ink flame, ordinary people can be wiped out in an instant, and even Jiang Xiaobei's red dragon forging body is a little difficult to resist, but this is just the side branch effect of this ink flame, that ink Yan jar since Jiang Xiaobei's sacrifice was completed, this is the power of the ink ink, but the ink flame can incinerate energy, whether it is the vitality on the person, or the power contained in the magic weapon, but it can be burned one or two, it can be regarded as a rare treasure, at the beginning, he could use the long sword to entangle for a long time, but it was not the power of the long sword, but the effect of the pure yang true essence vitality。

The more Jiang Xiaobei uses the pure yang true qi Jiang Xiaobei, the more he feels comfortable, the pure yang steel is positive, and it can resist all kinds of evil and evil, and it is indeed one of the most authentic cultivation techniques of the Tianlong Sect.

Not to mention the others, at this time, the black light of the ink flame rushed forward, and then came first, and fiercely loaded the quartet seal that attacked Jiang Yueyi, although the quartet seal did not stop because of this, but the earth-colored glow above the burning suddenly dimmed, as if the strength was not exhausted, but it was the effect of the ink flame.

Jiang Yueyi waved her sleeves at this time. In addition to the silver hairpin, I don't know what talisman was used, a light blue cold air sprayed out directly from his hand, which slowed down the action of Wei Ziguo, in addition to the cold air also directly froze the Quartet Seal, with the effect of Mo Yan, the Quartet Seal swayed as if it was drunk, and the power was completely lost, and then it was hit by Jiang Yueyi's silver hairpin and rolled directly to the ground.

"It's a good time" Jiang Xiaobei saw that passerby at this time, and he rushed up directly. I didn't see what weapons I used, but I shouted out loud, my red dragon forging body is definitely not only tempering the physical body defense, but even the strength is incomparable, I don't see how easy it is to kill those three demon masters before, so I only suffered a loss when I met the seven elders, but it is not that the red dragon forging body is definitely weak, but because the cultivation of the seven elders is too high, I am afraid that it is no longer in the void realm.

Concentrate on luck in the moment. The body moved like a dragon, the force was born from the waist and crotch, and the fist directly tore the air and rippled, and a loud bang erupted, and the faint red dragon image coiled around it. collided directly with the passer-by A, and the passer-by A also smashed with a punch, and the two of them were not resisting, and directly hit each other.

"Bang bang bang" Jiang Xiaobei retreated again and again. The strength on the dragon fist is that everything made of steel can be hit out of the hole at will, and the power of a punch is not a thousand catties, but ten thousand catties are low. Unexpectedly, the blow to the passer-by was like hitting the thick drum, and the strength suddenly rebounded back to most of it.

"You are also a physical cultivator, great, come again" In an instant, Jiang Xiaobei's eyes were red, he didn't expect that the passer-by in front of him was actually a physical cultivator who had cultivated the exercises of refining the flesh, and he couldn't help but be arrogant, and he couldn't wait to fight with that passer-by A fist to the flesh, and the two of them fought fiercely.

The passer-by was no better than Jiang Xiaobei, and he retreated again and again, and actually stuck to the obsidian wall to stop his figure, and the clothes in front of him were directly shattered by the strength carried by the fist, and through the broken clothes, he saw the muscles in his chest, but the muscles were extremely disgusting, and there were ravines all over it, undulating and uneven, brown and gray, and the yellow thick overflowing, and it was full of tiny scales, and I don't know what evil method was cultivated.

"Phew" Jiang Xiaobei, who was originally still in high spirits, saw this scene, but he spat at the mouth, his enthusiasm plummeted, and he only felt disgusting.

"I'm going to kill you" Passerby A's original expression of honor and disgrace was enraged at this time, and his body trembled, but he was stimulated by Jiang Xiaobei's performance and lost his mind, and even if he pounced again.

"It's nothing to be ugly, it's not right for you to be scary, if it makes me think about it and can't eat, I can't sleep, don't you feel guilty, I suggest you still find a deep mountain and old forest to hide" As an enemy, Jiang Xiaobei naturally will not let go of this opportunity to be sarcastic, the more the other party loses his mind, the easier it is to deal with.

"Dead and dead" passer-by A at this time his eyes were red, and he was like a monster surrounded by demonic energy, the green tendons in the flesh and blood on his body collapsed, and the black and brown sharp nails appeared on the ten fingers of his hands.

Jiang Xiaobei also had no intention of playing at this time, the long sword was unsheathed, the pure yang vitality was condensed on it, and a sword was drawn, and suddenly hundreds of thousands of lights and shadows shot away, and that time at the banquet to observe the confrontation between Yang Wen and General Tangtai, at this time, he recalled that he had a lot of experience, and he comprehended the style of killing the Kunlun sect master with a sword in the realm of Zhenyuan, and the original unclear place suddenly became mellow.

At this time, the feeling in the dark was born, and the style that originally needed to be made by the state of mind came, and in an instant, the surrounding space seemed to be frozen, and a white light burst out, and the momentum was raging, until the white light was extinguished, and time came back from the rest again.

The passer-by was stunned and motionless, but on the obsidian wall behind him, the obsidian dust fell from it, and a clear and straight mark appeared on the obsidian wall.

At this time, the passer-by's fingers moved slightly, his mouth opened, but he couldn't say anything, and then the whole body collapsed, after all, it was just flesh and blood, and even the obsidian wall was cut by this sword, and the body was still torn to pieces when the sword slashed.

"In the future, I will call you to kill immortals" Jiang Xiaobei's face was solemn at this time, but there were huge waves in his heart, that was excited, it was enthusiastic, and this formula created by himself could only be used at will until now, and he couldn't help but feel no waves in his heart, and the name of cutting immortals was the name of this style. (To be continued......)