Jiuzun asked

When Xiao Wendao and that Hongmeng Lingmu's eyes met, the meaning of fighting was like a hurricane, destroying the dead.

"Endless night."

Na Hongmeng Lingmu held a "peach blossom" in his right hand, and in an instant, the peach blossom disappeared with the wind and turned into a rain of swords.

Bark... bark.

The petals of the peach blossom are like sharp knives. One sword seals the eyebrows, one sword seals the heart, one sword seals the eyes, and one sword seals the Yuanfu. It is worthy of one sword to seal the five senses of a person.

Hongmeng Lingmu's "Sword Dao" is quite tricky, even Xiao Wenwen has never seen it before.

In a split second, Xiao Wenwen went towards the flower sword, resisting it with his body, his eyes full of boundless evil charm.

"The Profound Clothes Art of Promise."

Peach blossom sharp blade, sharp as electricity.

Na Hongmeng Lingmu looked at Xiao Wendao, forcibly resisted the "flower sword", but he was not injured at all.

boom.

A thunderbolt of heavenly punishment struck the tender calyx of the Shiyang Immortal Grass, and the Shiyang Immortal Grass burst out of the ground, and a villain with the size of a thumb could be vaguely seen sitting on it.

"The Way of Three Lives."

Xiao Wendao held Wendao Sword, his body was like a ghost, and he slashed at Hongmeng Lingmu's back heart with his sword.

The sword penetrated even the slightest bit, but it didn't move at all.

"The way of refining the body." Xiao Wenwen couldn't help shouting, this Hongmeng Lingmu's physical body is tyrannical.

"Your sword... is weaker."

There was a hint of arrogance in Hongmeng Lingmu's eyes, and his two fingers were together, clamping the tip of the Wendao Sword, using "force" to control force, and competed with Qi.

In an instant, Xiao Wendao suddenly felt that there was a mighty force on the tip of the sword, as if stepping on a mountain, his wrist felt numb.

The eyes of the two moved, one of them was more crazy than the other, and they were not afraid of anything.

In an instant, Hongmeng Lingmu held a branch of green apricot flower in his left palm, and came towards Xiao Wendao's face, and the strange fragrance hit his face.

Xiao Wenwen drew his sword and stood up, his eyes were a little more phantom, seeming to be real and unreal, very ghostly.

"Dieyi."

For a while, Xiao Wendao regarded the Hongmeng Lingmu as his beloved, his eyes were full of tenderness, and his strength to lift the sword was weakened by three points.

Suddenly, on Xiao Wendao's right shoulder, there was a trace of pain, the pain pierced his heart, Xiao Wendao clenched his teeth in pain.

When Xiao Wenwen came out of the hallucination, he saw the little fox licking a mouthful of blood and looking into his eyes.

boom!

The thunder and punishment fell again, and the Shiyang fairy grass was already half a foot long, but the villain sitting on the fairy grass was completely transparent.

As soon as I thought about it, the fire in the sky moved.

"you···."

Hongmeng Lingmu's eyes were full of surprise, the green apricot flower she was holding was glowing with a bewitching light, and there were faintly written talisman seals on the petals.

"Heavenly characters... look down on one style."

The celestial characters are like lush flowers, covering the sky and covering the sun, like the white spider web, impenetrable.

As soon as the sky darkens, the ground moves.

Xiao Wenwen's eyes moved, and he raised Wendao Sword, like a pen for drawing talismans, and tapped across the air.

He vaguely remembered that on the talisman book left by the "Lich", there was a stroke of heavenly characters called "Thousand People One Face".

The tip of the sword was like a wolf's brush, and a streak of blood streaked across his palm, turning into the ink of a talisman.

Bloody and bloody, a stroke is a talisman.

"Thousands of people are the same... seal."

When Xiao Wendao blurted out these four characters, the talisman came from bottom to top, colliding with the "Arrogant Style".

In an instant, the sky and the earth moved.

The ground fell half a foot long, Hongmeng Lingmu was stunned for three minutes, her brows and eyes were a little more chaotic, and her fingertips were holding a few petals of flower blades.

"You can't be him." Hongmeng Lingmu seemed to think of something, and there was a bit of retreat in his eyes.

"Hmph, yes or no, what to do with other people." Xiao asked, and he didn't want to entangle any more.

"The boundary is empty."

Huang Daoji watched Xiao Wendao's breath condense, and then saw him and the Hongmeng Lingmu disappear in place.

Bang!

After a moment, the two of them suddenly appeared in front of Huang Daoji again, and saw that the Hongmeng Lingmu's mouth was dripping with blood, his eyes were evil, and a murderous intent broke the sky of Lingyuan.

Xiao Wenwen seemed to be a different person, there was an extra vertical pupil between his brows, and there was a murderous aura in the pupil.

"I said, your sword is too weak."

In Hongmeng Lingmu's eyes, a faint red-gold color flashed across, transforming into endless monster butterflies, the butterflies flew together, covered the sky and moved.

boom!

A thunderbolt from heaven and earth slashed on the immortal grass of Shiyang, but added several meridians in the body of the grass of Shiyang.

"The golden man keeps the white, and the mortal things keep their form. The Taixuan sticks to the return, and the sky keeps the easy."

Shiyang Immortal Grass speaks human words, and the whole body has been shaped, if the eyes of the sky are opened, it is time to ascend to the sky in one step.

When I think about it, I am flying immortals from outside the sky.

Xiao Wenwen's eyes were full of madness, and he raised his sword, thousands of sword qi, slashed on the phantom butterfly, with all the energy, his eyes were full of light.

It moves in an instant, and arrives in an instant.

"What a treacherous way of the sword." Hongmeng Lingmu called out.

I saw that Xiao Wendao's sword tip touched Hongmeng Lingmu's eyebrows, and the phantom butterfly blade cut Xiao Wendao's whole body.

Ten thousand cuts to pieces, but mediocre.

Xiao Wendao was like a bloody man, but on the tip of Wen Wen's sword, he moved forward without trembling.

Suddenly, in Hongmeng Lingmu's eyes, a black color appeared, like dark clouds in the sky, like another world.

The butterfly of a thousand illusions, turned into powder.

"Misty rain bamboo color, red lotus old friend."

Between Hongmeng Lingmu's forehead, a scarlet red lotus grew out of thin air, and amidst the coquettishness, it grew a little bit more.

With the brilliance circulating, it is difficult for the Wendao sword to enter the upper half.

She saw Xiao Wendao, covered in red blood, standing half a foot away, on the tip of the sword, there was still a hint of murderous aura.

"Three thousand white ginger grasses, eight-leaf chrysanthemum flowers, one blind nightshade grass, four coins and zero ginseng." Looking at Hongmeng Lingmu, Xiao Wenwen placed the several flavors of spiritual herbs between his eyebrows.

call!

One breath becomes a pill.

Both Huang Daoji and the Soochow kitten were startled, unable to say a word.The two of them had seen Xiao Wendao's alchemy technique before, but they never thought that he had... become a god.

"Jiuzhuan Shuti Pill from Shennong Mountain." Hongmeng Lingmu's eyes moved, holding a jade-colored jade talisman.

On the jade talisman, engraved with the word "Bodhisattva" in ancient seal script.

"Come late to dip three thousand sweet-scented osmanthus seeds, ten miles of lotus flowers in the lake." Hongmeng Lingmu twitched his brows, looking at Xiao and asked.

boom!

A thunderbolt slashed on the Shiyang Immortal Grass again.It's just that after this thunder calamity, Shiyang Immortal Grass was quite depressed.

Xiao Wenwen's eyes moved, he held Wendao sword, and moved towards the Shiyang Immortal Grass, the sword seized the light and moved.

Hongmeng Lingmu didn't expect it, and saw that the alchemy used by Xiao Wendao was the alchemy created by Shennong Mountain in the heavens, and the nine-turn Shuti pill had never been seen in the mortal world.

"I am the ancestor of Duanmu Bodhisattva in Shennong Xianshan Mountain." Hongmeng Lingmu called out, looking straight at Xiao and asked.

I saw that Xiao Wendao stabbed the sword point in Hongmeng Lingmu's heart, and a ray of red gold blood fell along the blade.

"Duanmu Bodhisattva... I don't know it." Xiao Wen asked with a move in his eyes, and he stabbed in with his sword.

"Do you know Shennong Cunxin?" Hongmeng Lingmu called out.

I saw that Xiao Wenwen suffocated the tip of his sword, and there was a bit of unwillingness in his eyes...