The Supreme Being

In the main pavilion of Wanbao Pavilion, in a heavily guarded small building, a strong man with strong Qi and blood like a rushing stream sits in the center, guarding the treasures that will be put up for auction in the future, including top-grade treasures, five-year life extension The elixirs of the year include various rare treasures of heaven and earth, good location secrets, and a dark hand bone placed in a jade box.

This strong man looked to be in his early forties, but he looked a bit aging. He was wearing a scarf, his eyes were closed, and his spirit enveloped Fang Yuan.

There are masters hiding in the four corners of the small building and in every dark place, forming a double defense of light and dark with the forbidden magic flowing with light.

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew by, bringing with it the bitterness of midwinter. The strong man wearing a turban felt something in his heart and opened his eyes.

He subconsciously looked out the window and saw the bright moon hanging high in the sky. Its silver glow was cold, as cool as autumn water, and it was dreamy and blurry.

At this moment, Leng Yue instantly turned blood red, demonic and ferocious!

The blood moon had just appeared, the mist was filling the air, and the whole small building was quickly enveloped in it, like a fishing boat sinking and floating in a storm.

Woo!

The shrill screams sounded, making people's hair stand on end. Even the top expert felt his body was as cold as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and there were bursts of itching deep in his skin.

Before he could react, another series of shrill screams rang out in his ears, and the guards hiding in the darkness and in the corners stumbled out one after another. A thin layer of red hair grew on the surface of his body, and his eyes were hollow, like a There are ancient corpses.

With a click, an illusory shattering sound came out, and the top expert wearing a turban found that a right hand with an inch of long red hair penetrated the forbidden law and reached into the small building.

The blood moon appears, corpses emerge, red-haired ancient zombies? Thousand-year corpse king?

This top expert is quite old and has rich experience. In just a short moment, he understood that the attacking monster is definitely not something he can defeat. If he tries to be brave, he will tell you tonight that he must escape and he can only escape!

As soon as the idea came to him, he turned around and flew to the back of the small building, trying to escape from the opposite direction.

With a pop, his body froze in the air, his head lowered, and his eyes saw an extra hand on his chest, a hand that was not rotten, had ruddy skin, and was full of muscles but with a few inches of long red hair.

Is it so fast? This supreme master saw Gu Zhan's hand holding a heart that was still beating vigorously, and felt life spurting out with hot blood. His soul was immersed in the cold air, his mind gradually became confused, and his vision began to darken.

Tick-tock, blood fell on the floor. The nine-foot-tall red-haired corpse king raised this supreme master in front of him, opened his mouth, and bit into it with four fangs, tearing and devouring it, feasting on it.

This corpse king was dressed in tatters, with red hair all over his body, surrounded by a faint black mist, and had a putrid stench but no traces of ulceration.

While it was frantically munching its blood, a cloud floated in the air outside the small building. On top of it stood a frail scholar, dressed in men's clothing, with black eyebrows and big eyes. He was very bright, and he was clearly Jiang Zhiwei.

She held the White Rainbow Sun-piercing Sword in her left hand, her eyes were filled with emotion, the sword's heart reached the sky, and she calmly watched the changes in the small building.

The corpse king's eyes were green, and the corners of his mouth were covered with blood. In just a few breaths, it ate a top expert. Behind it was a skinny man wearing a white pointed hat, who looked more like the corpse king. The zombie, holding the corpse exorcism stick and the soul exorcism bell in his hand, looked at the small building, looking for the items ordered by the sect leader.

There! He saw the pitch-black hand bones in the jade box and felt that its light flowed in harmony with his own Dharma.

The sect’s greatest treasure? When the thought came to his mind, he had already picked up the jade box.

Suddenly, a streak of sword light penetrated the top of the small building and struck directly at the disciple of the Immortality of Life and Death Sect, seemingly also intending to blacken the bones of his hand.

The powerful momentum, spirit and sword intention were perfectly integrated. Before the sword light came, the disciple of the Life and Death Wuchang Sect seemed to have fallen into the abyss of ten thousand swords. His body and soul were cut apart inch by inch, and the pain was abnormal. The unspeakable fear made him dumbfounded, and he watched helplessly. As the sword light pierced the center of his eyebrows, the past replayed itself in his mind, as slowly as a leisurely afternoon.

In the nightmare, a fist appeared in his sight. The red-haired fist struck straight at the sword light.

when!

The sword light dissipated, and a figure was revealed, flying backwards for a few steps. It was Jiang Zhiwei, who was both bright and heroic. Her right hand shook slightly, the sword trembled slightly, and the sound continued, but the corpse king's fist was undamaged, with only a little white mark. , actually harder than the best treasure weapon!

Hey, the body of the Corpse King that has been refined after death is not much worse than the masters of the same level who practice hard physical skills! The disciple of the Impermanence of Life and Death Sect came back to his senses, grabbed the black hand bones again, and at the same time "ordered" the Corpse King to tear the enemy in front of him into pieces. She almost killed herself just now, no matter how beautiful she was, she could not forgive her.

The Corpse King moved forward with a speed that seemed to be able to break through the shackles of the sun. He flashed in front of Jiang Zhiwei in an instant and punched out again without any fancy.

Jiang Zhiwei was not frightened, she slashed diagonally with her long sword, and the sword light was divided into two, two into four, and four into eight, turning into hundreds or thousands of sword lights regardless of strength, and every four, seven, or nine sword lights were again The sword array was connected, layer by layer, as if the rivers and lakes were rushing, and the clear light was surging, covering the corpse king's punch at once.

when! The sound of gold and iron clashing continuously sounded, almost in no particular order, and they joined together. The sword light dissipated again, and sword marks several feet deep appeared all around. The small building was cut into pieces by the aftermath, and the jade box also disappeared. However, only the black hand bones were left to move with the wind, which failed to allow the disciples of the Life and Death Wuchang Sect to achieve their wishes.

Jiang Zhiwei was knocked back again, her right hand was shaking obviously, and the aftermath seemed to have not gone away, but the Corpse King approached again and punched out.

Dang Dang Dang! Jiang Zhiwei used "Cut the Future", used "Tai Shang Forgetting", used "Three Questions of Killing Dao", and used most of the nine killing moves in "Tai Shang Sword Classic", but nothing could be done. The red-haired corpse king, all the changes, all the sword light, fell apart with one punch, and the whole person flew backwards for a few steps. Later, the tiger's mouth of his right hand collapsed and he could no longer hold the sword.

If it weren't for the fact that the new corpse king's intelligence was low and his changes were all based on instinct. He only had the power in front of him but no corresponding realm and the skills to exert his full power. If Jiang Zhiwei hadn't put in a lot of hard work on the left sword and changed hands in time, it would have been impossible to say that it would have been long ago. The sword wounded people and killed them.

"Okay! Kill her, kill her!" The disciple of the Life and Death Wuchang Sect's eyes showed scorching heat.

The aftermath of the fight caused the bones in the dark hands to tumble in all directions, and he had to protect himself first, but he didn't succeed yet.

At this moment, he heard a soft pop, and a sword light pierced the red-haired corpse king's right fist!

Although the sword light retreated at the first touch, the wound was still hideous, revealing the red blood and black tendons inside!

How can it be? She can actually pierce the body of the Corpse King? The disciples of the Life and Death Impermanence Sect were shocked, and they immediately understood that in the previous fight, every time her sword seemed to be repulsed, it actually hit the same place, overlapping again and again, and finally penetrated!

Even though she was at an extreme disadvantage, she remained undisturbed and created opportunities to turn defeat into victory.

Jiang Zhiwei changed her body skills to bypass the Corpse King and grabbed the black hand bones.

Time has eroded, and water droplets penetrated the stone. The nine killing moves just now were not the nine ultimate moves, but the embodiment of his own swordsmanship!

After the shock, the disciple of the Immortal Life and Death Sect realized that now is not the time to show off his ambition. The Corpse King may not be able to kill the opponent in a short time, and it seems that he was injured by the opponent. There are many variables. The most important thing at the moment is to take away the dark Hand bones, return to the sect and revive!

He did not grab the black hand bones, but took a step back, rang the bell, and let out a sharp scream.

The red-haired corpse king suddenly let out a roaring sound, backed up, and hit Jiang Zhiwei's sword light first, knocking her away and smashing the sword light into pieces.

However, it did not pursue it. It pounced next to the black hand bone, grasped it in the palm of its hand, and then jumped out of the collapsed building, grabbed the disciple of the Life and Death Wuchang Sect and escaped to the ground.

At this time, many powerful people in the city had heard the news and came over. If it were a step later and the formation was activated, things would not be so easy.

Jiang Zhiwei's hands were shaking uncontrollably, and blood flowed from the tiger's mouth, but her expression was joyful, and she had a lot of aftertaste of the battle just now.

Looking at the ground, she did not pursue him, but retreated into the darkness and disappeared into Wanbao Pavilion.

On a tall building near Wanbao Pavilion, an elegant scholar with wide robes and long sleeves stood quietly by the railing, with a smile on his lips, leisurely admiring everything that had happened before. He wore a wooden hairpin and a face as handsome as a god. He was the "Magician" "Han Guang!"

"Interesting, interesting." He whispered, and his figure suddenly disappeared, as if he had never appeared.

Near Longtai in Jiangdong, there are several quiet peaks. It is said that in the late ancient times, the Emperor of Humanity moved here to suppress flooding in this area.

In a certain valley in the mountains, a red-haired zombie emerged from the ground, carrying a skinny disciple and dark hand bones.

"I almost missed it." The disciple took the black hand bone and looked at it, feeling as if he had lost it and found it again.

If he could get it easily, he might not care so much, but after Jiang Zhiwei messed up the situation, he felt that it was quite difficult to get this thing after going through hardships, so he naturally became less concerned about other things.

He was holding the black hand bones and the red-haired corpse king, walking back and forth in the valley with strange steps, and a strange scene appeared.

Originally, the vegetation here was lush, but as the disciples of the Life and Death Impermanence Sect paced, they suddenly withered, as if a curtain had been lifted, revealing what was underneath.

The grass and trees withered and grew again, grew and withered again. After seven springs and autumns, ancient tombs and wild tombs appeared in front of us. There were no mountains or trees around, only bones.

The blood-yellow water rippled around the ancient tomb, as if it was not in this world. The disciples of the Life and Death Impermanence Sect burned a talisman seal to report that they had succeeded.

A strong and cold thought came out and swept around. This disciple knew that this was to prevent someone from following him, so as not to be tricked by an expert.

After repeated inspections, the blood-yellow water wave slowly opened a gap.

Just as this disciple of the Impermanence of Life and Death Sect was about to enter, the dark hand bones in his palm suddenly moved and turned into a streak of orange fire, slashing towards the crack.

Boom!

The sword's light was heavy, and the flames spread quickly, burning with blood-yellow mist, delaying its closure.

Meng Qi appeared, holding a sword-shaped token in his hand.

He turned himself into a hand bone from the underworld, relied on the legendary aura of the real hand bone to hide from the world, and finally found the home of the Wuchang Sect!

It's now! Meng Qi suddenly issued the token.

In the Xijian Pavilion, Su Wuming, who was dressed in deep green clothes, opened his eyes. The long sword popped out from his knees, the sword light was blazing, and his figure was taller than the ordinary meaning of "high"!

He was hanging high in the air, and struck the fog of the sea of ​​blood with one sword, cutting into pieces the forbidden method that had not yet had time to close up!

Legendary characteristics are everywhere, how can they be discovered by inspection and tracking?

In a city thousands of miles away, Mr. Lu Da looked up and saw Su Wuming. He smiled slightly, raised his sword, penetrated the void, and walked towards the location Su Wuming told him.

Jiang Zhiwei also smiled as she saw her master standing side by side with Mingyue, and then she flew towards where Meng Qi was.

"As expected..." Han Guang stood on the mountain peak, his figure vaguely visible.

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In the Impermanence of Life and Death Sect, the grandmaster surrounded by the mist of the sea of ​​blood was quite panicked: "Sect Master, what should I do?"

The mad sword and the two dharma bodies descended, and the formation couldn't be closed in a hurry. It was close to being completely shattered. The disaster of annihilation of the sect was just around the corner!

The Netherworld Emperor's voice was deep and majestic, revealing a hint of exhaustion and determination:

"My Life and Death Impermanence Sect is not easy to destroy. Let's see how much price they can bear!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud bang, and the three bronze coffins without tombstones shook violently. The green lamp on the left one went out, and the lids opened.

The interior of this coffin was extremely dark, and nothing could be seen. It seemed to be leading to another world. Suddenly, a huge head came out. It had the head of a bull and the mouth of a donkey, and the eyes of antlers and shrimps. It turned out to be a real dragon!

Real dragon!