"It's Song Si, it must be him!" Ye Meng closed his eyes for Ye Qinyang, his muscles flared up, and he gritted his teeth, "The strange sword intent flowing from the sword wound on the fourth uncle's body is the same as that of the three people in the Confucian Sect. ”

Ye Feng smashed the big tree beside him with one palm, and scolded hatefully: "Damn beast, I must catch him, drain his soul and refine his soul for a hundred years, and avenge the fourth uncle, third brother, and fourth brother!"

The four Ye family monks behind them had completely different ideas, although they also wanted to catch Song Si and go to the family to invite merit, but now the person who was going to be arrested even killed by the elders of the clan, is this a gift to the head?

With such a powerful sword cultivation, where can they still move, as for the two young masters, if they ...... Thinking of this, they didn't dare to think about it anymore, if Ye Meng and Ye Feng were also out of business, the four of them would definitely not be able to escape the catastrophe.

It is said that after Song Si killed Ye Qinyang, he once again walked in the dark forest of distress with a bright lantern as Mu Weiming.

The Forest of Doom was very strange, making Mu Weiming, who was walking alone, feel very uncomfortable, but fortunately, the cold aura he exuded could barely match the atmosphere in the forest, and he didn't encounter any trouble.

After walking for a long time, Mu Weiming suddenly heard a voice nearby, and was about to radiate his divine sense to observe, when the person who spoke had already walked towards him.

After all, it was in such a dark forest, and the light in Mu Weiming's hand was very eye-catching in the eyes of these cultivators.

Listening to the sound of trampling on dead leaves, Mu Weiming turned around and waited for the four cultivators to come over.

Walking closer, the bright light shone out the appearance of the person, and it was the sixth elder of the Heavenly Dao Sect, Chen Hao, and the three elite disciples of the fusion period who had sent it to the door.

Sixth Elder Chen Hao looked at Mu Weiming, whose eyes were cold, and wondered in his heart, there were still cultivators living in this Doom Forest, but he had never heard of it.

Judging from the cold aura on Mu Weiming's body, it was clearly very similar to the aura of the Doom Forest, which made him make such a judgment.

This is the name of the Demon Dao Cultivator!

Chen Hao was thinking about it in his heart, took the lead in the head, and said politely: "Poor Dao Heavenly Dao Sect Elder Chen Hao, may I ask Dao Youdao number?"

"What's the matter?" Mu Weiming replied lukewarmly, ignoring his question.

"May I ask Daoyou when you are walking in the forest, have you ever seen this person?" Chen Hao knew that the Demon Dao cultivation was really weird, and his temper was not good, so he inquired for the time being.

If this demon path cultivator is really not interesting, he can only take some effort to take down Mu Weiming, first, to facilitate their search in the forest, and second, to avoid the unknown dangers in the forest.

The light was faint, illuminating the shadow of Song Si in the painting, Mu Weiming pretended to ponder for a while, put his right hand naturally on the Ziyuming lantern pole, raised his head and replied coldly: "Yes." ”

"Okay!" Chen Hao was overjoyed, and when he put away the scroll, he secretly mentioned the mana around him, preparing to capture Mu Weiming in one fell swoop, lay down the ban, and let him lead the way honestly.

"Please take us to him. Chen Hao stood with his hands in his hands, the polite expression on his face disappeared, and almost instantly changed to a lofty demeanor.

Mu Weiming took a step back and looked at Chen Hao and the four of them very vigilantly, looking like they were weak.

"Our senior uncle asked you to lead the way, what are you still standing for?" Chen Hao shouted a disciple of the Heavenly Dao Sect, he could see it, the demon path cultivation of the lantern in front of him was true, and the cultivation realm was similar to him, and there were six elders here, what else were you afraid of.

"Lead the way, lead the way, otherwise let our uncle give you a few prohibitions, and you will suffer." Another fat monk said contemptuously.

"What Master and Nephew Liu said is reasonable, and you should be given some prohibitions. With that, Chen Hao raised his palm and slapped it towards Mu Weiming.

Mu Weiming only felt that a powerful momentum imprisoned him, but with this little momentum, it was still much worse.

Almost at the moment when Chen Hao's palm fell, the light element in Mu Weiming's body was running, breaking his confinement in an instant, and then the bright lamp emitted a dazzling light, so that several people from the Heavenly Dao Sect had to close their eyes.

"A thousand turns!"

The moment Chen Hao closed his eyes, he immediately filled the mana that he was originally going to shoot into the body protection robe, and placed ten layers of prohibitions to prevent accidents.

However, the three Heavenly Dao Sect disciples behind him were not so agitated, and hundreds of cold lights broke through their protection and penetrated into their bodies in an instant.

By the time Chen Hao opened his eyes and was about to fight back, the three disciples behind him had already turned into three ice sculptures.

Failed to break Chen Hao's protection, Mu Weiming was not surprised, his cultivation time in "Cold Lantern Jue" was not very long, although he had the bonus of the purple jade cold lamp that Shixian Li Bai helped refine, but the power he could exert was still limited.

So just now, a thousand turns of the streamer was just breaking Chen Hao's ten-layer prohibition, and it was dissolved after a layer of frost condensed on his protective robe.

"Cold Purple Lamp!"

When Chen Hao lifted the frost freeze on his robe, Mu Weiming was full of the Extreme Cold Lantern Yuan, and the trick was started again.

I saw that the purple jade light flashed, and thousands of lilac lights turned into swords and came out, knocking Chen Hao, who responded in a hurry, back ten zhang.

Mu Weiming took advantage of the impact of both sides, flew out upside down, and fled quickly in the forest with a bright lantern.

Chen Hao was furious, ignoring the three disciples who died behind him, dissipated the cold air around him, and chased after him tightly.

The two chased and fled in the forest, but in a few moments, they went thousands of miles deep into the forest of calamity.

When passing through a bush, Mu Weiming in front of him suddenly accelerated and disappeared within the range of Chen Hao's divine sense.

Chen Hao stopped with an angry face, and exuded his divine sense to search the hundred miles where Mu Weiming had disappeared, but he couldn't find anything.

A Demon Dao cultivator who had not entered the Golden Pill Stage dared to directly attack him, and killed three disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect in front of him, and his old face seemed to be burning directly.

The death of those disciples, how he has to explain to his senior brothers is also a big trouble. Directly speaking, it is a demon cultivator who kills people under his nose, how can it be convincing?

Just when he couldn't find Mu Weiming and had nowhere to vent his anger, a cold wind blew, blowing the sound of hunting in his robe.

His Dao robe is a three-grade defensive spiritual weapon, protected by a formation, where can an ordinary wind blow?

This is!?

Chen Hao looked at Song Si who walked in front of him in horror, and lost his mind for a while.

However, he was a master of cultivation in the middle stage of Jindan after all, and in the moment of shock, he returned to normal, and with a flick of his right sleeve, a six-inch-long flying sword appeared beside him, shining with silver.

"Song Si, you didn't sneak attack at the moment when the old man lost his mind, you were extremely arrogant!" Chen Hao sneered proudly, as if he had forgotten the wolf bèi he had just had, and he didn't blush at all when he spoke.

With a quick hand, Zi Yao rang out, turning into a purple light and falling into Song Si's hand, and the sword intent instantly sublimated, making the flying sword on Chen Hao's side buzz, and he seemed to be very frightened.

"Yes, no need to sneak attack!"

With a flick of the sword, his body turned into a shadow, and Song Si disappeared into the dark forest, Chen Hao was terrified, because his divine sense could not capture Song Si's figure.

Chen Hao gathered his breath and concentrated, his eyes and ears were watching and listening to all directions, ready to guard against Song Si's sneak attack at any time, but he found that no matter how he raised his hands and feet, his movements would be sluggish.

It's a sword momentum!

Without waiting for Chen Hao to be stunned again, he only heard a voice "The Void Sword is unintentional!"

He knew that Song Si had taken out the sword, Chen Hao simply closed his eyes, observed the Quartet with his divine sense, and controlled the flying sword to fly around his body, protecting him impermeable. However, this was not enough, but he had no time to use more means.

With a loud bang, the powerful power swept through the Eight Desolations, and the hundred miles of forest were all destroyed by the frenzied sword qi.

The dust cleared, the flying sword shattered, Chen Hao stepped backwards unsteadily, watching Song Si in his field of vision put Zi Yao into the scabbard, took off his storage bag, turned around and walked into the light deep in the forest, and disappeared.

"Poof......

A mouthful of blood spurted out, Chen Hao's eyes widened, and he fell into the dust unwillingly.

His golden pill had been shattered by the sword qi, and there was no possibility of resurrection.

Song Si, who was walking in the forest, did not turn into Mu Weiming again this time, because he knew that many people had already entered the Forest of Doom to hunt him down.

In order to be able to walk safely in the cultivation realm in the future, he decided to keep this identity secret for the time being.

In the battle just now, a powerful sword intent suddenly erupted, attracting the three people who were searching in the distance, Yu Qingyang, Tiandaozi, and Yan Zhi.

It's a pity that they couldn't fly in the Doom Forest too late, looking at Chen Hao's corpse in a mess, Tiandaozi was angry and spurted out a mouthful of blood on the spot.

"Beast, this way will not crush you to ashes, swear not to be a man!"

"This son is guilty of no punishment!" Yu Qingyang said, "Fellow Daoist, this little beast shouldn't have gone far yet, let's chase it in three ways!"

"I'll go this way!" Yan Yan pointed in a direction and quickly pursued it.

The furious Tiandaozi and Yu Qingyang also found their own directions and searched for them.

It's just that the three of them, whose eyes were red with hatred, forgot about the subordinates who originally followed them, because they were too fast, and they were left far behind.

"Who is the hunter and who is the prey?" Song Si stepped on the dead leaves and walked towards the six members of the Yan family who rushed forward, "Your luck is really good!"

"It's Song Si! Kill!" The old man led by the six members of the Yan family gave an order, and directly sacrificed the sword magic weapon to surround and kill.

Song Si shook his head and pressed the Ziyao sword hilt behind him, and the mysterious white spirit bead on the sword hilt emitted a dazzling light.

"If it's Song Si, will I still appear in front of you?"

With a light sigh, Song Si's figure disappeared in an instant, disappearing into the divine consciousness range of the six members of the Yan family.

"It's not good! It's a sword momentum, everyone be careful!" As soon as the old man of the Yan family finished speaking, he felt a cold brow, and then a strange and powerful sword qi tore through his internal organs, shattering the Qi Sea Dantian, and the fake pill that had just been condensed was shattered in the moment it came into contact with the sword qi.

Taking off the storage bags of the six people, Song Si was about to put away his sword and leave, when he suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing behind him, which was bitter and biting.

This is the breath of death that does not belong to the earth......