Jiuzun asked

"This Futian tomb is really strange. An immortal for no reason has never made things difficult for you and me." Cui Guanyu shouted, watching Ye Fan disappear in front of him.

"Immortal mortal." Xiao Wen asked for a deep thought, but kept Ye Fan's words in his heart.

The three of Jiang Miao were found by Yi Shisan, and Jiang Miao glanced at Xiao Wendao with cross eyebrows, but bit his lower lip and said nothing.

"For the rest, you don't have to follow me anymore." Xiao Wen asked with a deep thought.

Jiang Miao was holding the "Su Ni Sword" in his palm, and was about to attack.I saw a streak of immortal power lingering in Xiao Wendao's palm, like a glow.

"He...has become a saint." Jiang Miao called out, his eyes darkened.

"Since senior Xiao told you not to follow, you'd better obey." Ye Yuti glanced at Yi Shisan's senior brother while slipping the ghost pen.

"Regret... If you leave that woman in Nishang Mountain, how can there be Shenjun Mountain..." Jiang Miao's eyes were full of thoughts, and the Su Ni sword in his hand was lying on the side.

"Among the fairy gates in the Ten Thousand Seas Immortal Territory, there are no less than half a hundred people who are sages, so why be frightened." The man on the side shouted.

"Brother..." Yi Shisan shook his head at him.

"Hmph, you arrogant one." The man exclaimed, his eyes full of contempt.

"Ignorant rats." Cui Guanyu called out, his wonderful eyes were full of cold light, and he called out to the man, and said: "I heard that the Chenlou in Anxue Xianshan is the head of Zuo Liefo's first disciple Tang Yin. Lord, I don't know you are..."

"Xue Nongdu." The man called out.

"It turns out that he is the second son of Chenlou." Cui Guanyu called out, biting the word "two" quite hard.

"Watching the fish..." Jiang Miao called out coldly.

"Senior Sister, take care." Cui Guanyu walked in the direction Xiao Wenwen was going, and walked away.

Yi Shisan, Ye Yu and Ye Sanji followed one by one, without looking at Xue Nongdu.

"I want to go." Xue Nongdu called out, and just took half a step.

A beam of sword energy fell from the sky, and a bundle of black hair on Xue Nongdu's head slowly fell to the ground.

Xue Nongdu stepped back half a zhang, and saw that the sword energy split the loess under his feet in two, about a hundred zhang deep.

"I'm afraid Zuo Liefo has to weigh this level of cultivation..." Jiang Miao finished speaking, turned around and left.

The rest of Xue Nongdu stared at the natural moat in front of him dazedly, but he didn't take that step after all, it was like a nightmare, entangled for the rest of his life.

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"Kongxu." Xiao asked, looking at the building in front of him.

Two lines of characters are engraved on both sides, on the bluestone of the "Kongxu Pavilion".

"On the Executioner."

"The executor is empty."

"Part [-] of Lihuang." Cui Guanyu called out, and knew the source of these eight characters.

"What's the solution?" Xiao asked and murmured.

"The Futian family is a cultivator who draws talismans, and he talks about Taoism with pens. But the yin food clan, who understand the Tao, speaks nothing." Cui Guanyu called out.

Xiao Wenwen stepped into the Kongxu Pavilion step by step, and the eight characters on the bluestone were glowing with traces of green light.

"Pull out the demon."

I saw a black-faced Taoist hanging above the Kongxu Pavilion. The Taoist's eyes were glowing with red gold inches, and his pupils were evil.

"You've grown up." Xiao Wendao called out to Ba Mo.

Ba Mo raised his eyebrows, looked at Xiao Wen, his eyes were full of thoughts, as if he was thinking about the past.

"You are... the person in your dream." Pulling the devil moved.

The four people behind were quite surprised, but kept silent, looking at the two of them.

"Play a game." Xiao asked and called out.

Ba Mo looked at Xiao Wendao, grinning at the corner of his mouth, and shouted: "Fight."

"Back." Xiao Wen asked, holding his sword and moving.

The four people behind them all retreated thousands of feet away from the Kongxu Pavilion, looking at the top of the Kongxu Pavilion.

"Back again." Xiao asked again.

The four of them looked at each other, and their eyes were burning from a thousand feet away.

boom!

The earth-shattering movement of the stone, the power of the collapse of the universe.

I saw the Kongxu Pavilion turned into gravel and ruins in an instant.

Xiao Wendao put the ten parasols on top of his head, held Wendao Sword, and glanced at Pulling the Demon, but his eyes were burning.

"Overlord."

Pulling out the magic, the eyes of the magic were filled with the color of fighting.

Xiao Wenwen knew that Bamo was the god of "world demons", so he naturally weighed it in his heart.

The world of domineering demons is like a thousand junctures pressing down on the top.

As soon as he entered the Tyrannical Demon Realm, in ten directions, Xiao Wendao received more than a hundred punches.

"Quimo...hasn't taught you the essence of boxing?" Xiao asked.

Ba Mo moved his eyes horizontally, but his belligerence remained undiminished.

"Wuji Xuanyi Jue...one thought seals the sky." Xiao Wen asked, only to see that the Wuji Xuanyi he was wearing next to his body was glowing red.

Ba Mo stretched out his arms, but the force of his punch made his heart stop and his eyes panicked.

"The technique of power magic." Ba Mo called out, his face was crumpled like a white paper, distorted unbearably.

call!

When Ba Mo looked at Xiao Wendao, it was like an afterimage, coming in one breath.

"Dou Zhuan Shadow Demon." Ba Mo called out.

In his heart, there was a half-inch sword tip, and ink-colored blood hung from the tip of the sword, and blood drops hung in the air in front of him.

"It's a pity." Xiao Wenwen held the thumb-sized jade bottle and put the devil's blood into it.

In an instant, both of them broke away from the "Overlord" and soared above the white sky.

There was a trace of residual blood at the corner of Ba Mo's mouth, hanging in the corner of his mouth, the blood stains were quite eye-catching.

"The old Taoist banned me here for more than [-] years. I didn't expect to meet another evildoer." Ba Mo called out, Mo Tong stared at Xiao and asked.

"The godhood has been achieved, why worry about not being able to repay the hatred." Xiao Wen asked.

The corner of Bamo's mouth grinned, and he said, "I know why you came here, and I wanted to use this thing as compensation...."

"It's useless for you to keep it, why bother to keep it." Xiao Wen asked and saw a bright brilliance in his arms.

"Hmph, you do one... I will punch." Pulling Mo looked at Bai Qiong and continued, "I'll be waiting for you in the World of Demons."

"One sword." Xiao asked.

The distance between the two is hundreds of meters, the murderous aura of fighting covers the sky and the moon, even the frosty moon above the night sky is also covered with a layer of white light.

"Eternal Night."

"The Promise."

In an instant, Ye Qiong turned into night, without even a single ray of light appearing.

The four people who were fighting outside thousands of feet away saw Ba Mo's punch "Yong Ye", and they were terrified and terrified.

call!

A spark rises up, like a candle going up to the sky, and a trace of fire rises upwards.

Half of it is as dark as eternal night, and the other half is as bright as infinite yang.

"Senior, we won...or lost." Cui Guanyu called out.

I saw the yin and yang sky, just like the eyes of yin and yang fish, there is yang in yin, and yin in yang.

One breath, one breath, one breath...

In the time of three breaths, the surrounding land turned into tranquility.

Pulling the demon is also like Ye Fan, dissipating in the vast sea of ​​stars like a stardust.

After Ba Mo disappeared in place, he saw a few things falling on the ground, lying quietly on the ground.

"Futian Picture...Futian Ling...Futian Fan...Futian's Yin Food Song." Cui Guanyu shouted, looked at Xiao and asked.

Xiao Wenwen fell asleep soundly with his head down, but he was extremely tired...