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I just watched the movie Painted Skin 1 and was in a thrilling mood.

It's an old-fashioned movie, but when I see the scene of white hair and bloody eyes, I can't help myself. The theme song has been echoing in my ears, and I can't help but lament that I missed a lot.

This kind of mood really can't grasp the rhythm of the text.

I can only say sorry, let's add more tomorrow.

Zhang Xiaohan finally sacrificed Yan Qingshan.

Yan Qingshan has been trapped in the banner for a long time, it is really a long time, he has devoured all his soul, no matter what Zhang Xiaohan gets in, he will devour it fiercely, just like he has been hungry for a lifetime.

He even wanted to eat Zhang Xiaohan, knowing that it was impossible, knowing that not all the things that Zhang Xiaohan threw in were for him to eat, but he had to eat them, even if Zhang Xiaohan would punish him.

Punishment, haha, isn't it just pain? He lost his life, he lost his body, he even lost the opportunity to be reincarnated, suffering, when and where did he stop suffering?

He longed to eat Zhang Xiaohan's flesh, drink her blood, and tear her into pieces, but he couldn't, in addition to hating in his heart, he could only swallow everything he saw into his stomach.

"Monsters! Monsters! The monk who was wrapped by Yan Qingshan shouted in fear, all the attacks that fell on this black monster were useless, the magic weapon could penetrate his body, and his fist could also penetrate, but he could actually hold himself, and he was still gnawing on himself one bite at a time.

How could this be, the monk who was hugged by Yan Qingshan was scattered. Faced with a monster that he couldn't attack, a monster that was completely out of his acceptable range, he actually forgot to fight back in fear.

Yan Qingshan's jump out attracted the eyes of all the monks, Zhang Xiaohan can still sacrifice such a terrifying monster, she is clearly a demon cultivator, an out-and-out demon cultivator!

Demon Cultivator. There was actually a demon cultivator in the Lingwu Continent!

Fear. Anger, for the sake of heaven's thoughts, turned in the hearts of all people. But it's just a turnaround, and you have to have the ability to do it for the sky!

Zhang Xiaohan stared at them with a cold gaze, and the puppet's rough face was also cold in his eyes, under these eyes. The few remaining people couldn't help but shudder.

The yellow beam of light of the treasure mirror shrouded the past, and a pair of frightened eyes condensed in the pillar of light......

The dazzling pillar of light of the fairy mirror shot past. A point of light struggled to pull itself away......

Yan Qingshan bit frantically, a trembling body screaming......

Magic weapons flew one after another, puppets and clones propped up the shield, only Yan Qingshan was still unscrupulous.

Yan Qingshan sent it wildly. Reaching out and taking out the snow-white Yuan Infant from the monk dantian he was holding, he put it in his mouth in one bite, and his action aroused the anger of the public. In life-and-death battles between monks, it is also common for Yuan Ying to be destroyed. But the Yuan Infant was eaten alive, which was really the practice of demon cultivation.

In a moment's time, the other party fell again, three monks of the Transformation Stage.

Now, counting Yan Qingshan, Zhang Xiaohan's side is four enemies and six, Zhang Xiaohan's spirit is greatly lifted, and the victory is in her hands, she laughed long, her eyes were sharp, and she stared at the monk who had repeatedly sneaked up.

The monk's face turned earthy in an instant, he took two steps back, and his body flashed, and he was about to escape, how could Zhang Xiaohan allow him to escape, not only him, but everyone in this hall could not allow him to escape.

The divine sense was suddenly stimulated, and in the melee, the transparent silk thread followed and sneaked over, and there was another scream in his ears, Yan Qingshan broke through the body protection spirit shield of a mid-stage monk of the god transformation stage with one punch, and saw that monk's chest stepped on a piece.

What kind of monster is this, the monk can't attack, but he can attack the monk, followed by a second scream of horror, it was the sneak attack monk who found out that Zhang Xiaohan was killing him and screamed in horror.

Zhang Xiaohan's heart was like iron at this time, the bloody screams in the hall were deaf, she would not sympathize with them, at least four of them had a chance to survive, and they themselves gave up the chance to live.

It's just that this monk, Zhang Xiaohan still wants to keep his Yuan Baby, she wants to know how he knows her secret, the secret of the divine sense attack.

Defeat is like a mountain, fear and regret can stimulate the potential of the monk, but the bloody and thunderous means, the idea of invincibility can make people lose their will, where is Zhang Xiaohan like a monk at the peak of the middle stage of the god transformation, she is clearly the late stage of the god transformation, no, it is simply a monk in the god cultivation period.

Yes, even if there is no spell of rising tides, Zhang Xiaohan's cultivation has actually reached the late stage of transforming into gods, and in the face of the late stage of transforming gods, after casting the rising tides, her cultivation has once again made the same qualitative leap.

She didn't know what the cultivation of the cultivators was, but she knew that after she used all her strength, there would only be one monk in this hall.

This is not enough, how can it be enough, the mind moved slightly, a hideous centipede flew out, the temperature in the hall was cold, and the centipede spit out an ice pick hideously.

It's a pity that in the face of the monks in the late stage of the transformation of the gods, this flying centipede is still too weak, but as long as he is a little distracted, Zhang Xiaohan can catch it.

The transparent silk thread had already entangled the attacking monk, he dodged the attack of the divine sense, but he did not dodge the entanglement of the silk thread, and under the fright, the clone seized the opportunity without hesitation and sucked away his primordial spirit.

There are only four monks left, all of them are monks in the late stage of the transformation of the gods, at this time, like a frightened bird, stubbornly resisting, Zhang Xiaohan stretched out her hand and sent a drop of 10,000-year-old stone milk into her mouth, this is the last drop of 10,000-year-old stone milk, she doesn't want anyone to teleport in anymore, it is when her spiritual power is exhausted.

The 10,000-year-old stone milk quickly recovered all her spiritual power, only the divine consciousness was still in deficit, and the influence of the doppelganger was slightly weaker, that is, the fairy mirror absorbed too much of the primordial spirit, and consumed too much of the doppelganger's divine consciousness.

Zhang Xiaohan's heart moved, and his clone shook to the ground, becoming one with her, and submerged into her body.

Zhang Xiaohan smiled, this smile was originally very beautiful, but in the eyes of the opponent, this smile was so terrifying, the clone was withdrawn, and the puppet was also standing behind him. The swarthy monster grinned and wanted to pounce unwillingly, but was sucked into the black flag, what did this female demon cultivator want to do?

They knew right away, Zhang Xiaohan smiled and offered the flower basket.

Black, Red, Gold, Green...... Countless spiritual lights were released from the flower baskets, and the huge coercion was so terrifying that people couldn't breathe, and the monks who were already struggling were pressed tightly to the ground by this overwhelming spiritual light, and they could only struggle to resist the treasure in front of them.

It's a witch. But they don't even have the strength to scold. All the spiritual power was resisting the coercion released by the flower basket, and part of the credit for this coercion was their mana and that of the monks who had died.

They are still dying. I only hope that there are still monks who will enter here, or be their masters, but they have forgotten Zhang Xiaohan's cruelty, just when they are struggling on the ground. More than 100,000 gold-eating ants quietly flowed past.

Screaming? There was nothing more pleasant than the screams at this time, after facing the combined attack of the nine mid-stage and late-stage cultivators. These screams are simply the most pleasant sounds.

In the later stage of the transformation of gods, they were god-like beings on this continent, and if they didn't fight each other, they would inevitably enter the period of cultivating gods. There will be a chance of a glimmer of ascension.

But because of greed, for selfish thoughts, all the hard work. All the pride of the Venerable Master has gone with the loss of life, and the work they have worked for all their lives has been dispersed. disappeared, and all the savings were married to others, or left to the enemy.

Zhang Xiaohan collected the Yuan Infant mercilessly, even if one of the Yuan Babies escaped, today's scene would be exposed to the other monks, it was hard for her to imagine the consequences of offending the Qingxu Sect, the Three Temples and the other sect that she didn't know yet, and would she have to be hunted down by the monks of the entire continent?

No, absolutely not.

She cautiously took away more than a dozen storage rings, so many storage rings could only be temporarily stored in her arms, and there was no time to check at all, and the treasures and magic weapons scattered on the ground were also put away first, and then a few spiritual fires destroyed the corpse.

hurriedly cleaned the battlefield, and only stopped when there was no trace of a fight in the hall.

Inexplicably excited and lonely in her heart, Zhang Xiaohan never thought that she would kill so much, she didn't expect her to be so ruthless, thinking back to the process of the battle, it seemed that she had planned it a long time ago.

How can it be planned? How could she have thought of fighting these people? But recalling her fighting step by step, she was so calm.

thought that it would be difficult to win in the face of four people, but at that time, she thought that it would be difficult to win, but she didn't have the slightest anxiety at all, let alone the slightest retreat.

It's as if she's been looking forward to this scene for a long time.

Yes?

Zhang Xiaohan stood silently in the center of the hall, where it was peaceful and calm, only the treasure box above his head slowly rotated, and only it witnessed the once cruel scene.

She looked up, looked at the crate, and slowly reached out her hand.

In mid-air, a slender hand condensed, slowly but surely grasping towards the treasure crate.

The treasure box glowed, and when it touched Zhang Xiaohan's aura condensed hand, the light slowly faded, and Zhang Xiaohan grabbed the treasure box steadily.

The expected attack did not appear, Zhang Xiaohan was stunned for a moment, and then withdrew his aura condensed hand and held the treasure box.

She still didn't guess that this treasure box was a thing from the fairy world, and only with the breath of the fairy world on its body would it not be attacked, as long as it was not opened and the ban was broken, only Zhang Xiaohan could collect it at the moment.

It's a pity that Zhang Xiaohan didn't know this, she looked at it for a while, then stretched out her hand and pointed, and an aura cut through the prohibition of the treasure box.

A bright green glow came into Zhang Xiaohan's eyes, as if with the breath of life, into Zhang Xiaohan's eyes, a cool, comfortable, and clear feeling condensed in his eyes, Zhang Xiaohan couldn't help but close his eyes.

There seemed to be something flowing in her eyes, washing her eyes, obviously closing her eyes, there was a feeling of being nourished by aura, water vapor or something, so subtle and beautiful, she didn't dare or want to open her eyes, for fear that this wonderful feeling would slip away with the opening of her eyes. (To be continued) R466