God of Life and Death

This is one of the two old slaves who followed Liu Jiuzhou. His whole body exudes a cold death air. His life is approaching. Maybe within a few years he will sit down and become a pile of bones.

His old eyes were cloudy and yellow, empty and indifferent, and he could no longer see a trace of vitality and vitality.

"Why are you back again?"

Fang Yue looked at the old slave and frowned. The danger this old slave gave him was actually stronger than Liu Jiuzhou!

He has cultivated for hundreds of years and has rich experience. Although he is stuck in a bottleneck, he is rarely advanced, and even faces sitting, but when he is suppressed to the peak of the day after tomorrow, he may not be much weaker than the so-called saint child and saint woman.

"The old slave is naturally here to take your head! Miss Chu Mengying has a broad mind and doesn't care about the past. Let you go, the reputation of Taiyi Jianzong will not allow you to tarnish! Miss Chu Mengying, cannot be in the world. A so-called fiance was left in the world.

Since Young Master Kyushu and Miss Mengying are unwilling to get too much blood on their hands, then only the old slave will take action and send you to the West to be such a villain! "

The old slave's voice was sad, giving people a feeling like a ghost.

"Hand in the magic weapon, kneel down and die, the old slave can give you a happy life!"

The old slave's tone was low, but he was sonorous and firm. In his eyes, Fang Yue was already a dead person, and it was difficult to have a chance to turn over.

"You passed! I have already explained that Fang Yue is my person! If you kill him, you are killing my face!"

Tian Xiner snorted threatly.

She didn't expect that an old slave under Liu Jiuzhou would go back and rob Fang Yue.

"Miss Tian Xin'er, you are a delicate body, it is best not to participate in this kind of fighting. I don't want to hurt you, old slave, but I don't want to let Fang Yue leave!"

The old slave had no fear, even in the face of Tian Xin'er.

All of his rickety figure was submerged in death, and it looked like a corpse just crawling out of the coffin.

"But I want to protect him, so what can you do?" Tian Xin'er didn't give up, just an old servant. Is it possible that she would dare to challenge her?

Tian Xin'er has her own background.

Even if she goes deep into the jungle world, she can guarantee to retreat all over.

The old slave grinned, revealing two big yellow fangs.

"In this case, the old slave can only offend!"

In the hands of the old slave, an exquisite pagoda with thin fingers suddenly flew out, and it quickly zoomed in the air, and finally turned into a tall tower.

The tower has seven floors, and the four corners of each floor are slightly upturned, and there are sculptures of basalt dragons, white tigers and vermilions hanging towards the holy spirit guarding the Quartet.

Tian Xin'er caught off guard and was suppressed under the tower.

"You old guy, let grandma out!"

Tian Xiner was trapped in the tower. She was surprised to find that for a while, she could not break free!

"Miss Xin'er, don't have to struggle! This is a forbidden weapon, which can be used three times in total. Each time it is used, a crack will inevitably occur in the pagoda. If it is exhausted three times, the object will become useless! But this is the case. , This forbidden weapon was refined by Taiyi Jianzong at a high cost.

Unless in this dense forest world, Miss Xin'er can exert power beyond the innate without being suppressed by rules, otherwise, this pagoda is almost unbreakable! "

The old slave's voice was gloomy, with a hint of pride in it.

What about the saint of the Demon Sect? In front of Taiyi Jianzong, isn't it still a disadvantage?

"But Miss Xin'er don't worry, I won't do anything to Miss Xin'er! As long as I kill Fang Yue who insulted the name of Taiyi Sword Sect, I will naturally put away the pagoda and apologize to Miss Xin'er!"

Tian Xin'er bombarded the pagoda with all kinds of methods.

But everything is useless, she really can't break free from the shackles of the pagoda and escape to heaven.

"Hey, Fang Yue, now that there is no saint from the Heavenly Demon Sect as your backer, I see how you survive!"

The old slave looked at Fang Yue, as if a big bad wolf had seen the ownerless little sheep. Green light appeared in his eyes, and he was very excited about the magical artifact that Fang Yue could hold the Liuzhang ancient tree just now!

"Actually, the suggestions I made just now are still valid. As long as you surrender now and kneel down to death, I can consider giving you a decent way to die!"

The old slave said, his chin raised slightly, this seemed to be a great gift, and it was the greatest reward for Yue.

"You veteran cook, come and kill me if you have the ability! Don't fight! Do you know? The little master hates people like you who don't practice!"

Fang Yue didn't show the slightest look of fear, on the contrary, he was so excited, he seemed to be ready to do a big fight!

"Boy, you are toasting and not eating fine wine!" The old slave's expression became gloomy, and he shot? No one has ever satirized him like this.

"Hey, I'm allergic to alcohol, I never drink! No matter what you toast and fine wine, don't eat them all!"

Fang Yue is becoming more and more public, this is a naked ridicule, attracting hatred!

The old slave's face was dark, and without saying anything, he took a step forward and asked him to suppress Fang Yue with one hand, so that he would know that offending himself and Taiyi would end up.

The old man's palm moved and quickly zoomed in the sky.

That old palm, in a blink of an eye, was as large as a millstone, overwhelming the sky, smashing towards Fang Yue!

Fang Yue stood still, his mouth suddenly turned up with a mocking smile.

With a wave of his palm, the nine-stroke flag fell and fell into nine different positions.

A flame burst out!

The faintly blue flames stalked the sky, and the earth fire shook and burned the wild.

The old man's palm instantly turned to gray. No matter what his supernatural powers are, it is impossible for him to exert too much power in the realm of the acquired peak.

On the contrary, the ground fire triggered by the formation flag is not restricted, it roars wantonly and burns everything!

This is Tianwei, unstoppable!

"No!" The old man's eyes were distraught, and he watched his palms burned. His supernatural powers were completely destroyed, meaning that he would never be able to display it again!

"Boy, I am going to kill you!"

The dark blue Taoist robe on the old man shone. The light of this robe temporarily resisted the wildly spreading ground fire.

This is a magic weapon, its grade is unknown, even under the suppression of the rules of this dense forest, it can still display its power. This is the old man’s trump card, and the corners of his mouth are twitching. This treasure is handed down from his ancestors. Even if it is the pinnacle of innate means, it can be easily broken. But in this world, the role of the treasure is affected. Suppression, even though it temporarily resisted the burning of the ground fire, there was still a

The power of burning people's hearts and souls rushed to the face, and what's more terrible was that the power of Baoyi was forcibly stimulated, which greatly reduced its service life.

Originally, it was not a problem to be able to use it for another hundred and eighty years. However, under the suppression of the rules of the jungle world, it is not bad if it can be used twice more!

This is a life-saving thing and is of infinite value.

The old man's heart is bleeding.

If you don't kill Fang Yue today, you will be sorry for the treasure on him.

The old man pulled out the long sword at his waist, the sword light was cold and the sword shadow fell, as if a meteor fell from the sky.

"Taiyi Jianzong, a fairy from the outside world!"

The old man moved his murderous aura, forcibly aroused the blood in his body. He was about to kill Fang Yue with a single blow!

Fang Yue did not panic and took a step back.

Under his feet, the formations were activated.

A cyan light curtain blocked the old man's sword energy.

With a ding sound, the light curtain trembled slightly, and then blocked the old man's heavenly immortal!

This world is full of ground formations, everywhere is Feng Shui Jedi, every inch of soil is soaked with astonishing murderous intent, even if it only activates one ten thousandth of the power, it can easily strangle the strong in the innate realm!

"This is my main battlefield. Since your old stick is here, don't leave!"

Fang Yue sneered, this one sword sect deceived too much, and tried to kill him twice, do you really think he is a soft persimmon?

The old man roared: "Have the skill in martial arts duel! What is the skill by virtue of formation?"

"You old man want to be shameless, how many years have you cultivated, and labor and management have only practiced for a few days! Give me ten years, labor and management will suppress you with one finger!"

Fang Yue scolded, than verbally, who was he afraid of Fang Yue!

Tian Xiner in the pagoda was quiet.

She discovered that Fang Yue could even deal with the old slave of Taiyi Sword Sect. And looking at the situation, Fang Yue seemed to have the upper hand.

Such a result was a bit surprising. She thought she had already regarded Fang Yue very highly, but she did not expect to underestimate him in the end.

"The formation mage is really unfathomable. Even if the cultivation level is not good, once you get to a specific occasion, you can kill all your opponents, whether you are an old celebrity or a peerless talent, and make them hate!"

Tian Xin'er muttered to herself, with amazing light bursting out of her eyes.

She was determined to draw Fang Yue into her camp at any cost.

"Taiyi Sword Sect, Wan Sword Dynasty Sect!"

The old slave once again stimulated the remaining blood in his body, his waist straightened up, as if he was about to return to his peak state.

The qi and blood crashed down like a wave, and ten thousand points of sword light fell from the sky!

Ding ding dong dong!

Countless sword lights are as fine as rain, falling on the cyan barrier. Every time the cyan barrier is hit by the silver sword light, it will tremble slightly. However, when the sword light of ten thousand swords falls, the cyan barrier always shakes. Tremble, but no cracks appear.

Jian Yu dissipated, the old slave coughed up blood, his face was pale, like a piece of white paper. His life is not much, his vitality and blood are decayed, and the method just now is the last point of revival!

"Haha, you can't kill me, you can't kill me!"

Fang Yue twisted his **** with the old slave under the cyan light curtain.

The old slave spit out black blood with a sigh of breath and blood.

"I understand, all of this is intentional by Fang Yue! This formation is flawed. It should only be able to passively defend, but not actively attack! Fang Yue wants to use this method to exhaust the power of the old slave of Taiyi Sword Sect , Win without fighting!"

Tian Xiner in the pagoda muttered to herself. But the voice fell into the old slave's ear without a word.

"The saint who deserves to be the demon cult is smart!"

Fang Yue gave a thumbs up and praised.

The old slave is going to be mad! It's no wonder that Fang Yue owes it so much, because he is trying to win hatred and deliberately let himself go.

The old slave's eyes turned black, and it was pity for him to be a shrewd world, but he was actually planted in the hands of Fang Yue, a nasty kid.

"You wait for me, sooner or later I will kill you alive!"

The old slave turned around and wanted to leave, because he saw cracks appeared on the edge of his exquisite pagoda. Tian Xin'er, after all, is a saint of the Celestial Demon Sect, even if it is a forbidden device, she can't be trapped, until Tian Xin'er is out of trouble. It's hard for him to walk.