"Hmph, no wonder these demon cultivators refused to retreat until they knew that they were not the old man's opponents, it turned out that you were also in the field. The white-haired old man snorted coldly, and suddenly reached out and pressed the wound on his chest. The wound flashed red, and it was quickly closed and healed, and it was back to normal in a short time.

Seeing this, the beautiful young man's eyes flashed, and he said, "Oh!?"

The white-haired old man let out a cold snort in his nose and said, "Hmph! Now that you know that the old man is cultivating the "Aiki Rigid Body Technique", why don't you get out of here!?"

When the beautiful young man heard this, his face changed slightly, but he didn't know what he thought, and suddenly his eyes flashed again, and he chuckled, and said, "You told me to get out? ”

The white-haired old man snorted coldly, and he didn't say anything more, and the mana on his body rose, and the red light that had killed a group of demon cultivators appeared outside his body again.

Seeing this, the beautiful boy's face really changed greatly. Just now, the white-haired old man asked him to get out, and he thought that the other party was not unharmed, but he just held on to prevent himself from seeing it. Otherwise, how could the other party let him go so easily?

At this time, when the beautiful young man saw that the white-haired old man was doing his best, where did he look injured again, he couldn't help but cry out in his heart. However, since he had missed the best opportunity to escape, the beautiful boy had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "Hmph! Okay!

"I can't help myself. The white-haired old man snorted coldly: "The advantage of your demon fox clan lies in psychedelic arts. Now, my illusion has been seen through by me, and you want to fight head-on, aren't you killing yourself!?"

The beautiful young man snorted and said, "Hmph! If you are not killing yourself, you will only know after fighting!" said the beautiful young man. But doubts rose in my heart. Since the other party doesn't seem to show any signs of decay and injury, why doesn't he go all out, but he talks this nonsense to himself?

In his heart, the beautiful boy's eyes began to sweep towards the field. As soon as he saw the monks of the foundation building period who were a little excited and a little frightened, the beautiful boy's eyes suddenly lit up: "Yes! Yes! I see! I see! There must be a nephew in the younger life that the old man cares about. The old man was worried that doing something with me would affect these little ones, so he didn't do it immediately!'

As soon as this thought floated in his mind, the beautiful young man suddenly sneered, and suddenly his figure flashed, and he suddenly reached behind the middle-aged scribe, pressed the top of his head and said, "Old man, is it him?"

The white-haired old man frowned, and before he could speak, a cold light flashed in the beautiful boy's eyes. Five fingers and one force. I only heard a 'pop', and the middle-aged scribe's revelation was grabbed and crushed by the beautiful boy like a watermelon.

"Is that him!?" the beautiful boy who had scratched the head of the middle-aged scribe soon came behind the next person and spoke coldly. However, when he saw that the white-haired old man still did not have any nervousness on his face, he didn't ask too much, and grabbed his right hand forward again, crushing the person's chest.

"Is it him!?Is it him!?" The beautiful boy shot again and again, and in a short time, most of the dozens of people in the field had been killed by him. And it was only at this time that the white-haired old man understood what the beautiful boy meant by 'is he'.

"Don't waste your efforts. These people are just old men, some low-level subordinates. Even if you kill them all, the old man won't care about anything. The white-haired old man spoke coldly.

"Really!?" a cold light flashed in the beautiful boy's eyes. Suddenly raised his hands. Two clawed phantoms immediately emanated from their hands and struck at everyone on both sides.

"Plop! flutter!"

Wherever the claw shadow passed, the group of foundation building monks naturally had no resistance and were killed one after another. The white-haired old man was really indifferent, just stood there quietly, his eyes cold.

'What's going on!??...... Am I guessing wrong!?' The foundation building monks in the field were quickly killed by the beautiful boy. But there was no trace of joy on his face, but a look of surprise. Until now. He couldn't figure out the true intentions of the white-haired old man.

"Enough killing?" said the white-haired old man lightly. There was a cold gaze in his eyes.

Seeing this, the beautiful young man's face changed, and his figure immediately flashed, turning into a white light and flying away. As the white-haired old man said. Their demon fox clan is good at psychedelic arts, if it is hard. It's true that there aren't many opponents of the same rank.

"Hmph. ”

The white-haired old man looked at the beautiful boy's distant escape, but just snorted coldly and did not chase after him. I don't know if it's disdainful, or if I know I can't catch up.

"Whoosh!

Seven or eight rays of light suddenly came from the sky at this time. Judging from the breath, they are all some monks in the Dan period. These people were obviously attracted by the movement here, and wanted to come and see what was going on. But as soon as he saw the situation in the field, his face suddenly changed.

The banner of the Heavenly Star Pavilion, they are naturally recognized by everyone. But now, the Heavenly Star Pavilion caravan in front of him has turned into a corpse. Who is it!?Who has the audacity to attack the caravan of the Heavenly Star Pavilion. Everyone's eyes quickly looked at the only living person among the corpses, the white-haired old man.

Infant Monk. No wonder such a big guts, such a big stroke. The hearts of the people secretly cried bitterly. Isn't this a clear way to kill oneself? When he and the others ran into the scene of the Heavenly Star Pavilion caravan looted by the evil star in front of them, they naturally had to be killed.

Everyone in the audience was as pale as dirt, but none of them dared to flee. In this case, the first one to go will definitely be killed directly.

"Your Excellency...... Seniors! We ...... Under just passing by...... Nothing to see!Nothing to say!" Someone was already a little incoherent.

Suddenly, someone noticed the golden nameplate on the waist of the white-haired old man. Suddenly surprised and said, "Senior...... Did Your Excellency turn out to be a fellow Daoist of the Heavenly Star Pavilion!?"

The nameplate on the white-haired old man's waist is the nameplate of the monk of the Heavenly Star Pavilion! Could this white-haired old man in front of him also be a monk of the Heavenly Star Pavilion? In this way, it is not the caravan of outsiders who ransacked the Heavenly Star Pavilion, but their own internal strife and cannibalism. No...... It may not be infighting, with the cultivation of the white-haired old man, who would dare to go against him. Most of the low-ranking monks were poorly dressed. made this Yuanying senior angry. However, in any case, since it is the other party's domestic affairs, they will neither interfere nor be killed by murder.

"Get out!" the white-haired old man suddenly spat out a word.

The surrounding people were stunned for a moment when they heard this, and then they were like they had been pardoned. Surprised: "Yes...... Yes! Junior...... The juniors will get out immediately, and they will get out immediately!" After saying that, everyone was rolling and urinating, and they flew away from the place with a rolling belt.

"Hmph, it hurt Lao Tzu to think that the demon fox was killed again. ”

Seeing the monks disappear without a trace, the white-haired old man snorted coldly. A trail of blood suddenly spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his man slowly sat down on the ground.

The catch of the demon fox beautiful boy, if it is on weekdays. He really didn't pay much attention to it. However, before he met the beautiful boy of the demon fox, he had already been seriously injured. After killing those low-level demon cultivators just now, he had actually tried his best, where did he have the strength to deal with a ninth-level demon fox. Fortunately, although this demon fox was suspicious, he was finally scared away by himself. Otherwise......

Thinking of the thrill, the white-haired old man breathed a sigh of relief. Slowly reach into your arms. But after touching it for a long time, I didn't find anything.

"Hmph. Have you already eaten up Zhenyuan Dan? It seems that I can't continue to move forward with this thing. The white-haired old man muttered to himself and reached into his arms. A red brocade box two feet long and one foot wide was carefully touched.

"Haha! I knew there was something wrong with you old fellow! Thankfully, I ran back and took a look. A word of surprise suddenly came from behind the white-haired old man. The voice seemed familiar.

The white-haired old man's face changed, and he immediately turned around. I saw that behind him, the demon fox beautiful boy actually went and returned!

Mei Shao smiled and said, "Hehe, old guy, you really looked like you just now." The deities were frightened. But now......" The beautiful boy sneered and looked at the white-haired old man, and did not say any more. But the implication is already obvious. From the standpoint between the shemales, he would never let go of the seriously injured Yuanying Monk in front of him.

The white-haired old man's complexion changed, and then he snorted coldly: "Hmph, I want to deal with someone white." You're still a little bit behind!" As he spoke, the mana on his body was urged, and a cloud of red light suddenly burst out from his body.

"Old fellow, with your current condition, do you still want to do something with this seat!?" the beautiful boy sneered. Secretly, though, he was on guard. The hundred-legged insect dies but does not stiffen. He didn't want to be pulled over by the sudden killing of the infant monk in front of him.

"Flutter!"

At the same time that the beautiful boy was secretly guarding against the attack of the white-haired old man, the white-haired old man suddenly turned pale, and with a 'plop' sound, he spurted out a large mouthful of blood. And with this mouthful of blood spurting out, the red light that erupted from the white-haired old man's body immediately faded rapidly, and the mana aura on his body also weakened rapidly.

The beautiful young man was overjoyed when he saw this, but he was worried that the white-haired old man was a trick, and although his eyes flickered, his figure stopped in place and did not move.

"Flutter!"

The white-haired old man spurted out the first mouthful of blood, and soon spurted out a second mouthful of blood. This time, the signs of his weakness were very obvious and real. No matter how suspicious the beautiful boy was, he no longer doubted it at this time, and immediately his figure flashed, swept behind the white-haired old man, and grabbed it with one claw.

"Whew. ”

There was a soft thud. One of the beautiful boy's sharp claws easily scratched through the white-haired old man's body and grabbed out of his chest. As the beautiful young man's claw was clawed out, the white-haired old man's entire face was immediately covered with a layer of dead ash. He was already seriously injured, and at this time he was hit again, and he was already running out of oil.

However, before he died, the white-haired old man's eyes suddenly flashed red, and he suddenly raised his right hand to slap it down at the red brocade box he was holding in his left hand.

Seeing this, the beautiful young man's face sank, and he shouted: "Don't think!" As he spoke, his claws shrank, and then his figure flashed out from behind the white-haired old man and snatched it towards the red brocade box.

"Hmph. ”

Seeing this, the white-haired old man raised the corners of his mouth, and the right palm that was originally slapped towards the red brocade box suddenly changed direction, and it was imprinted on the vest of the beautiful young man.

At this time, the beautiful young man was bent on saving the red brocade box, but he didn't expect that the white-haired old man would lure him into being fooled. At this time, his figure had completely pounced, and it was too late to dodge, and the white-haired old man's right palm had been silently imprinted on the back of the beautiful boy's heart.

"Poof!"

It was palmed by a white-haired old man. The beautiful boy's face immediately turned snow-white, and he suddenly vomited a large mouthful of blood. And the white-haired old man who printed this palm snorted lightly and chuckled, "Hmph, demon." The old man's palm tastes uncomfortable, isn't it!?It's a pity that ......."

Unfortunately, after that, no words came out again, and the white-haired old man closed his eyelids and fell to the ground with a 'bang'. He was seriously injured, and he was fatally injured again, and the reason why he was able to injure the beautiful boy was because of the last trace of his natal true essence from years of penance. Now, even this trace of natal true essence has been exhausted, and he naturally has to die.

"Bang!"

There was another muffled thud. After the beautiful boy slapped the white-haired old man, he flew out two or three feet diagonally, and finally threw himself to the ground. And fell to the ground, the beautiful boy couldn't help but vomit out a few more mouthfuls of blood, which calmed down the churning blood in his chest a little.

"Damn old fellow......" the beautiful boy gritted his teeth fiercely. However, when his eyes fell on the corpse of the white-haired old man, his expression was condensed again, and he didn't care about the injuries on his body, so he quickly pounced again, and grabbed the red brocade box that had fallen into the dust in his hand.

"Young master, young master, are you in there!?" As soon as he got the red brocade box, the beautiful boy's expression suddenly became solemn. He first carefully wiped off the dust outside the red brocade box, and then slowly opened the red brocade box little by little.

The red brocade box is covered with red brocade. On top of the red brocade, there is a pale cyan jade vase, which is very lightly made. As long as anyone with a little knowledge can see that this jade bottle is a prop used by monks to detain souls.

Seeing the pale cyan jade bottle in the brocade box, the beautiful boy's breathing became a little heavier. As if he was afraid of alarming the jade bottle, he first gently placed the red brocade box on the ground. Only then did he stretch out his hands and carefully hold up the pale cyan jade bottle on the brocade.

"Young master, young master, you ...... Don't worry, my subordinates will let you out!" The beautiful boy said in a low voice. While speaking, after taking a deep breath, he suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled the wooden cork off the pale cyan jade bottle. (To be continued.) )