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The rain outside the window was getting heavier and heavier, and the rain flowed down the cornice like a string of beaded curtains.

The people who invited guests in the Yunhe Hall on the second floor of the Crane Immortal Residence, the people who went to the banquet were almost all there, just waiting for Diao Xiaosi.

Yuwen Zhiji and Wang Shihui drank tea slowly, listening to the sound of heavy rain pouring outside the window.

They are all very life-loving people, so even if they invite guests to dinner, they don't forget to bring personal guards. There are four in the hall, four outside the hall, and there are next door, downstairs, and outside.

Although the eldest grandson Wuji kept pouring tea and water, talking and laughing, quoting scriptures and witty words to prevent the hall from being cold, whether it was Wang Shihui or Yuwen Zhiji, they were obviously not used to waiting for others.

It has always been others who wait for themselves, but the guy surnamed Diao has actually made them sit in the restaurant for half an hour.

- He did it on purpose, it must be!

Wang Shihui sneered in his heart and said, "Could it be that someone is really raised by a eunuch?"

"Bang Bang Bang!" There was applause from outside the Yunhe Hall, and Diao Xiaosi's voice sounded: "Maybe you can't become the second generation of eunuchs, but you don't have to be discouraged - because you can be the second generation of eunuchs' father!"

The door opened, and Diao Xiaosi, who was full of spring breeze, walked in, picked up the wine glass on the table and said, "I'm sorry, I'm late, fourth master, I'll punish myself with a drink!"

He drank a glass of wine, and then heard Wang Shihui snort coldly: "Master Diao, what did you mean by what you just said?"

Diao Xiaosi poured himself wine and said, "It's not interesting, why don't you drink...... Gotta have to make a toast. ”

He raised his glass and looked at Wang Shihui and Yuwen Zhiji with a smile and said, "This second cup of wine, celebrating that Lao Tzu will roll up tomorrow and get out, and he can finally leave this ghost place." ”

He drank it all, poured a full glass of wine, and said: "The last glass of wine, let me say something?

Yuwen Zhihe's face changed slightly: "What did you say?"

Diao Xiaosi raised his glass and asked, "Is the old demon of Yinshan hiding in the next room like a little daughter-in-law with her feet wrapped?" Unfortunately, you're in the wrong place. ”

He raised his head and drank all the wine in the cup, lit up the empty wine glass to Wang Shihui and Yuwen Zhiji, and smiled: "This is the last dinner for the two of you, I promise!"

"When!" the glass dropped on the table with a crisp sound, and a red light erupted from under the belly of the table.

"Bang!" Almost in any order, the partition wall on the east side was broken like tofu dregs, and the figure of Yinshan Old Ancestor Xianping broke through the wall like a demon god, and the fist shadow was magical, and the demon wolves screamed and rushed.

Diao Xiaosi looked at the Yinshan Ancestor who rushed to him without moving, and said, "I'm a person who holds a lot of grudges......

Suddenly, Lang Xianping found that the distance between Diao Xiaosi and himself was unbelievably infinitely extended, and the restaurant in front of him suddenly turned into a huge volcano roaring angrily.

The flowing fire dancing in the sky and the surging magma filled the entire world, and even a top master of the Mahayana level like Lang Xianping couldn't help but be secretly frightened and didn't dare to slack off in the slightest.

He roared like a wolf in the wilderness, tearing apart the surging flames and rushing towards Diao Xiaosi at a speed that was unreachable to the naked eye. The space around the body seems to be shrinking and shrinking, and it is only a flick of a finger that disappears in an instant.

But it didn't work, Diao Xiaosi had already disappeared without a trace, and the earth under his feet was endlessly stretching towards the blood-red sky, as if there would never be an end.

Suddenly, he stopped his galloping figure, his pupils slowly narrowed and looked ahead, and he saw that the true person of the heavenly sin and the true person of innocence had stood there for some time.

At this time, Wang Shihui also realized that he was actually in the belly of the mountain, and under his feet was bubbling magma that kept erupting, and the thick fiery red gas was as blazing as a knife, making his body protection true qi consume at an alarming rate.

He couldn't see the crater at all, and even if he tried to stretch his spiritual sense, he couldn't reach anything that could be detected.

The most unlikely and worst situation occurred, and he fell into the trap of Diao Xiaosi's formation.

Suddenly, he heard a song in his ears that came from nowhere, and he couldn't help but be in a trance, and his mind was full of thoughts and visions.

"Chu Mei Wuyin!" Wang Shihui was startled, and hurriedly concentrated with all his strength to guard the spiritual platform, and his whole body emitted a rising red mist, as if it was integrated with the surrounding magma lava.

"Wu Gexi was rhinoceros armor, and the car was wrong and short-handed. The sun covers the enemy like a cloud, and the arrows and fallen soldiers compete to be the first......"

The ancient song "National Mourning" is sung slowly in a strange space, as if the sound from outside the sky has infiltrated into Wang Shihui's spiritual platform bit by bit. He was unmoved, suspended in the air, and suddenly shook his hand and punched out a Dao talisman.

"Boom-" The surrounding space fluctuated violently, and countless flame streams of molten slurry became incredibly transparent, revealing the hiding place of the Chu Mei singer.

"Keng!" Wang Shihui suddenly pulled the knife, his hands clenched the handle of the knife, and his body and blade merged into one, like a bright red thunderbolt tearing a bunch of majestic molten slurry that rose to the sky, and suddenly struck in front of the Chu Mei singer.

Who knew that with a knife fell, the figure of the Chu Mei singer immediately turned into a puff of light smoke and dissipated, and the song continued to sound from another place.

"It's not good, it's a trick!" Wang Shihui's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and with a "poof" sound, a thick and demonic mist erupted from his mouth and nose, and Ran Ran floated around the magic knife in his hand, gradually transforming into a silver-red flame.

However, before he could regain his form, the space around him suddenly lit up, and hundreds of jade-like crystal green branches surrounded him from all directions, like a net of heaven and earth.

"Borneo Thousand Trees of Knowledge!" Wang Shihui snorted coldly, and the magic knife in his hand was swept vertically and horizontally, flickering in the mist of the chaotic scenery and fog, bursting out with clusters of dazzling flames.

"Bang bang bang bang ......" The branches of Brahmana thousands of consciousness burst in response, and a thick green mist spread.

"Huh!" a magic arrow pierced through the turbulent current and suddenly appeared behind Wang Shihui's back, shooting straight towards the back of his head.

Immediately after, colorful Dao runes bloomed one after another in the green mist, with landslides and tsunamis, torrents and ghosts...... And the toad and the nine-headed black python!

This is not the end, the magma below suddenly condensed and condensed into five mighty giant fire dragons, roaring from the bottom of the abyss, soaring upward, rushing in unison!

Wang Shihui was in a hurry, and a long roar of anger erupted from his body A ball of intense blood flames, lingering around the magic knife in his hand, bursting out of a dazzling silver-red light, turning into a demonic light blade more than ten zhang long, invincible like a bamboo, smashing a wave of wave talisman attacks and fire dragon attacks.

But his spiritual platform was unconsciously invaded by the witch voice of Chu Mei's singer, and a trace of imperceptible gaps appeared, and his qi and blood floated and shouted: "Diao Xiaosi, there is a kind of get out!"

The only thing that responded to him was the incessant bombardment and endless song of mourning......

I don't know how much time passed, but he finally cut off the last branch of Brahma, and the surroundings suddenly fell silent.

The magma was gone, the fire dragon was gone, the toad and the nine-headed black python were gone, and even the song that haunted the ears like maggots attached to the bones came to an abrupt end.

He stood alone on a huge rock made of volcanic ash, and there was no more darkness and silence before him, except for the faint clouds drifting by.

He was bleeding all over his body, his eyes were terribly red, the smoke was rising above his head, and with violent gasps, he continued to spew red hot air from his mouth and nose, and the magic knife in his hand had lost its original brilliance, mottled as if covered with a thick layer of dust, but his hands were as stable as a rock as always.

At this moment, a dull and faint thunder sounded in the sky, as if it was in a very distant place.

Wang Shihui's eyes lit up, he knew that due to the large loss of qi and blood true yuan, his strength at the moment was only sixty and a half, and there were several injuries on his body that were quite serious, which would more or less affect him.

But the more critical the moment, the more careless the opponent will be, inadvertently exposing fatal flaws.

"Keng!" he thrust the magic knife into the boulder under his feet with his backhand, burning the true yuan at any cost, and streams of essence blood sprayed on the blade, and the magic knife sparked again.

"Karala, Kara-" A trace of silver flame that overflowed from the magic knife broke through the boulder like lightning, and instantly spread outward for dozens of feet.

The strange thing is that the huge rock under his feet is unharmed, but the void outside his body is like glass layer after layer of crumbling and peeling off, slowly letting in a few rays of light.

"There is thunder on the mountain, dense clouds and no rain!" Wang Shihui stared at the turbulent and disillusioned void, and said with a cold smile: "Do you really think that the old man doesn't know anything about the art of Qimen Dunjia?"

Suddenly, the smile on the corner of his lips condensed, and his face couldn't help but show a strong look of consternation, and he saw that behind the shattered void, the boundless molten molten fire was revealed, the intertwined branches of the Brahman, the roaring Dao talismans, the huge fire dragon roaring proudly, and the treacherous and nihilistic singing of the toad, the nine-headed demon python, and the Chu Mei singer...... All came back in an instant.

Wang Shihui suddenly had an illusion of going back in time, but soon he realized that it was actually just an illusion. Because even if he is as strong as Ning Wuqi, the number one master of the Demon Gate, it is impossible to have the ability to turn time back to the past, let alone Diao Xiaosi, who has not yet mastered the mysteries of Daotian.

But he couldn't explain what was happening right in front of him. Could it be that Diao Xiaosi launched the same offensive as the previous wave? But such a speculation was quickly and completely eliminated in his mind.

As a result, a chill rose in Wang Shihui's heart, and he thought of another possibility-returning to the light, and the magic circle was initially transformed!

But to do so, not only does it require the miraculous Qimen Dunjia attainments, but it also needs to give rise to an amazing aura of heaven and earth to achieve the effect of creating something out of nothing, but where does this aura come from?!

Suddenly, his body trembled uncontrollably as if he had been struck by lightning, and looked at the magic knife embedded in the boulder in disbelief.