Just as the Tsing Yi Demon Cultivator groaned, Yang Zhao suddenly raised his brows and glanced at the scene around this space, and immediately saw the other two Demon Cultivators floating in the sky, looking at Yang Zhao with blood-colored eyes.

When he saw their gaze, Yang Zhao's whole body was cold, and Xiaobai was also leaning on his arms at this moment, this place was extremely weird, making him feel unwilling to stay here for a long time.

The demon cultivator floating in the void said indifferently: "One of you is a human race, and the other is a demon race, but standing with a person from the Netherworld is indeed the best tribute. ”

Another demon cultivator floating above the void also said indifferently: "We already know that you are following us, don't think that we can't find you without divine sense, since you are all here, then you must have the consciousness of being a tribute." ”

The demon cultivator who was standing in front of the statue calmly concluded: "So there is nothing else, you should die, after coming to this Yellow Spring Space, you are already doomed to death." ”

There was no pause between the words of the three Tsing Yi cultivators, and the connection was very natural and smooth, as if they had already said it countless times, or to prove that these inferences seemed natural to them, so there was no need to think about it.

Yang Zhao was a little amazed by the ability of these three demon cultivators to speak, thinking that it was the first time he had seen such a strange person, how could he not be interesting?

Then he looked at the three demon cultivators and said, "Speaking of which, you demon cultivators, do you all have to be able to memorize your previous dialogues? Speaking of which, it is really difficult to cooperate so well. ”

These three demon cultivators, after a thousand difficulties came to the mysterious space deep in this valley, in order to find a way back to their hometown, they killed many innocent people, even their own kindred, although it was indirect killing, but in order to find the end of the other side, in short, these demon cultivators think that killing is a very strict thing.

The green hat covered his face and couldn't see their burning eyes, but the slightly trembling green clothes, and the sharp fluctuations in the aura of heaven and earth in this space all proved the anger of these demon cultivators and the fact that they were about to make a move.

From the moment these demon cultivators stood in front of the statue, Bai Lian's face never had much emotion, because he knew what was going on, and he knew who the statue was, but when he saw the black halo in the hands of the demon cultivator who was the leader, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and said in surprise: "Huangquan Demon Cage?"

The technique of Huangquan is one of the top exercises in the netherworld, and it is also the secret of the land of Huangquan, if he casts this technique, it is already close to divine art, which is related to forcibly changing the subtle direction of the aura of heaven and earth, so as to be able to control the space of the opponent's activities, once the cast is successful, it can deal with the strong person who exceeds the realm of the caster's cultivation to a very high level!

Seeing that the Tsing Yi demon cultivator had easily performed the Huangquan Technique, Bai Lian was even more sure of what had happened, and couldn't help frowning and reminding Yang Zhao and Xiao Bai, "You guys be careful. ”

And after saying this, his face was also a little pale.

And this Tsing Yi demon cultivator did not emit that black halo like this, it must not be because he has a compassionate heart for goodness, but because his target is not Yang Zhao and these people, and he can't do this kind of spell at all, so it means that this spell is not a real forbidden space technique, and it is also said that the spell that can control the real space in the cultivation realm must be already above the Mahayana realm, where can it be so easy to encounter.

Yang Zhao looked at the subtle lines that were close at hand, and with his excellent perceptual acuity, he tried to see the structure between these lines clearly, and gradually found that this magic technique was not cutting the space, but affecting the fluctuations of the aura of heaven and earth, forming countless trickles around his body.

These trickles of aura look like the wooden grates of a prison cell, which look indestructible, and there may be a lot of thorny iron nails hidden on them, and if you force them to push, your hands may be stabbed with blood.

Because he was thinking about these things, Yang Zhao, who was outside the cage technique, was silent and even a little wooden, but this did not mean that he decided to be arrested, he just wanted to have more opportunities to observe, but what he didn't know was that the person this demon cultivator was going to kill was not himself.

Before it was determined that the enemy had no ability to react at all, the demon cultivators would definitely not give up, the black-clothed demon cultivator who was the leader raised his head slightly, revealing an old face under the thick fog, and with a low sigh, a black mist was suddenly released between the thin white hands, and a dim phantom bombarded the two demon cultivators who were still above the void.

And those two demon cultivators obviously didn't know that they were the real targets to be attacked, once they were hit and imprisoned, they were very likely to be swallowed by the black mist, and the dim phantom emitted by this demon cultivator obviously had extremely powerful power.

Before the two demon cultivators could react, they were shrouded in the Yellow Spring Mist Shadow, and they were swallowed by this mist shadow in less than a moment or three.

Looking at this scene, Yang Zhao and Xiaobai's eyes also flashed with surprise, but Bai Lian's gaze was still calm.

"Who the hell are you?" Yang Zhao said in surprise, "Why do you even want to kill your own companions." ”

The demon cultivator who killed his companion laughed and said, "Who am I?" you should ask him. ”

Yang Zhao followed this person's gaze and looked at Bai Lian, only to see Bai Lian nodding and saying, "Huangquan Demon Saint, I haven't seen you for thousands of years, it's really unforgettable!"

Yang Zhao suddenly seemed to think of something, and said, "It turns out that your purpose is to resurrect yourself, and the real tribute is the demon cultivator clan. ”

"That's true, as early as three thousand years ago, I laid out this bureau, but I didn't expect that after three thousand years, Lu Xuan had already passed away, but I didn't expect that the white lotus and the demon fox were still alive in the world, it was really God to help me, if I can be born today, I will take you and others to open the knife, and it will not be in vain to be a demon saint, and I will sleep for three thousand years. ”

An extremely bright and stunning black and red light flashed, illuminating the entire space, in front of this light, it seemed that the entire space was shrouded in a fire cage, and Bai Lian, Yang Zhao and Xiao Bai's faces became extremely gloomy.

The dense fog of the fan cage touched the front of Yang Zhao and Xiao Bai, sneering, as if it was about to be melted, seeing that his body was about to be melted by those thick fogs, the pure lotus flower that had been silent for a long time suddenly lit up.

A terrifying life force gushed out from the lotus flower, easily defeating the power of the Yellow Springs contained in the Dao method of the self-proclaimed Huangquan Demon Saint, purifying those seemingly supernatural and powerful dense fogs into smithereens!

Thousands of extremely subtle and extremely crisp cracking sounds sounded almost simultaneously, like thousands of barbarian iron harps being broken at the same time, and like thousands of iron centipede kites breaking their strings at the same time.

Bang Bang Bang ......

The black mist of the Huangquan spell was blown into chaos by the lotus flower, drifting away in all directions, and there was no longer any power.

The reason why there is such a quiet situation is not because the Yellow Spring Demon Saint's Yellow Spring Spell has a false name, nor is it that the White Lotus is more powerful than the cultivation of the Yellow Spring Demon Saint, but because this self-proclaimed White Lotus Demon Saint's demon cultivator is an impostor, just a stand-in.

Therefore, the White Lotus Master, who has been strong for thousands of years, how can an unknown person who is an imposter be able to match?

The White Lotus Breaking Yellow Spring is just the beginning.

And Bai Lian is even more desperate than this Huangquan Demon Saint, once he starts to do it, then he will rarely stop if he doesn't see life and death.

Therefore, after breaking through the dense fog of the Huangquan spell and cutting the dense fog into flocculents, without a moment's hindrance, he came to the body of the Huangquan Demon Saint stand-in.

The white light of the lotus flower illuminated the pale face of the Huangquan Demon Saint stand-in.

A tiny lotus flower pierced into his eyes at some point, leaving only a little tail shining.

The substitute didn't have time to exhale pain, he didn't have time to be shocked by the delicate Cheng Dù of the light man's manipulation of heaven and earth aura on the other side, he only had time to find that the spiritual power he had condensed was dissipated by the sharp pain in his mind.

Then he was cut in two by the lotus flower that bloomed downward.

The two bodies were not separated for the time being, only a clear line of blood.

Die simply and neatly:

Under the green clothes, the entire body of this stand-in burned and turned into charcoal in an instant.

In an instant, it turned into fly ash.

The Tsing Yi stand-in had no support anymore and slowly fell to the ground:

Bai Lian looked back at Yang Zhao and smiled and said, "He's just a stand-in, that is, a victim. ”

I saw that the body of the stand-in was slowly separated at this time, and the blood gushed out like a flood, slowly flowing out of the tent, staining the snow on the field with blood red.

I don't know when, the clouds in the sky outside have dispersed again, and the stars are clear.

There was a pale paleness between heaven and earth.

It turns out that they are all tributes, so who is the real one, thinking of this, Yang Zhao's eyes looked at the statue behind the blood mist.

PS: I'm rubbing.,I'm in a hurry at this time today.,It's still 4 minutes 12 o'clock.,Finally rushed to 12 o'clock before the two updates.,In addition, the title of the chapter just now was wrong.,To modify.。

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