In the main pavilion of Wanbao Pavilion, in a small building with a high guard, there is a strong man with strong blood like a stream roaring in the center, guarding the treasures that will be put on the auction the day after tomorrow, including high-grade treasure soldiers, elixirs that prolong life for five years, various rare natural and earthly treasures, good exterior cheats, and a black hand bone placed in the jade box.

This strong man looks to be in his early forties, but the whole person is a little old, wearing a scarf, his eyes are closed, and his spirit is shrouded in Fangyuan.

And the four corners of the small building and each dark place are hidden by masters, and the forbidden law flowing with light forms a double defense of light and dark.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew, carrying the biting bones of midwinter, and the strong man wearing a scarf on his head moved and opened his eyes.

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

At this moment, Leng Yue instantly turned blood red, and it was strange and hideous!

As soon as the blood moon appeared, the fog filled the air, and the entire small building was quickly enveloped in it, like a fishing boat carrying a sinking and floating in a storm.

Woo!

The terrible scream sounded, which was terrifying, and even the supreme master felt that his body was cold, like falling into an ice cave, and there were bursts of itching from the depths of his skin.

Before he could react, another terrible scream sounded in his ears, and the guards hidden in the shadows and corners stumbled out one after another, a thin layer of red hair grew on the surface of their bodies, and their eyes were hollow, like ancient corpses.

With a click, the sound of illusory shattering sounded out, and the supreme master wearing a scarf found that a right hand full of red hair had penetrated the forbidden law and reached into the small building.

The blood moon is now, the corpses are out, the red-haired ancient zombie is a thousand-year-old corpse king?

This supreme master is quite old and experienced, and in just a few moments, he understands that the attacking monster is definitely not something he can match, and if he is strong, he will explain it here tonight. You have to run, you have to run!

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

With a pop, his body stiffened in mid-air, his head lowered, and his eyes saw an extra hand on his chest, a hand that was not rotten, ruddy-complexed, full of muscles, but with inches of red hair.

How fast was it? The supreme master saw Gu Zhuang's hand holding a heart that was still beating strongly. Feeling the life gushing out with the hot blood, the primordial spirit was immersed in the cold breath, and the mind gradually became confused, and the vision began to darken.

Ticking, blood fell on the floor, and the nine-foot-tall red-haired corpse king lifted the supreme master in front of him, his mouth open, and four fangs gritted up, tearing and devouring. Feast.

The corpse king was dressed in tatters, with red hair all over his body, surrounded by a faint black mist, with a stench of corruption but no signs of festering.

When it frantically gnaws on blood. In the air outside the small building, a cloud floated in, and on it stood a weak scholar, dressed as a man. Dai eyebrows and big eyes, bright and beautiful, just like Jiang Zhiwei.

She held the White Rainbow Sun Sword in her left hand. There is no other affection in his eyes, his sword heart is full of heaven, and he calmly looks at the changes in the small building.

The corpse king's eyes are green, the corners of his mouth and lips are stained with blood, in just a few breaths, it has eaten a supreme master, and behind it there is a thin man wearing a white pointed hat, more like a zombie than the corpse king, holding a corpse exorcism stick and a soul chasing bell in his hand, looking at Xiaolou, looking for the items ordered by the sect master.

There! He saw the pitch-black hand bones inside the jade box, and felt that its light was flowing and was far away from his own Fa.

When the thought of the supreme treasure of the sect came to mind, he had already picked up the jade box.

Suddenly, a sword-like sword light pierced through the top of the small building, directly slashing this disciple of the Impermanence Sect of Life and Death, who also seemed to have the intention of pitching black hand bones.

The powerful momentum, spirit and sword intent are perfectly integrated, before the sword light arrives, the disciples of the Impermanence Sect of Life and Death seem to have fallen into the abyss of ten thousand swords, the body and the primordial spirit are cut inch by inch, the pain is abnormal, and the unspeakable fear makes him stunned, watching this sword light pierce his eyebrows, and the past repeats itself in his mind, as slow as a leisurely afternoon.

In the midst of the nightmare, a fist appeared in his sight, a fist covered with red hair, and struck straight at the sword light.

While!

The sword light disintegrated, a figure was revealed, and she flew upside down a few steps, it was Jiang Zhiwei, who was bright and heroic, her right hand trembled slightly, the long sword trembled lightly, and the sound continued, and the corpse king's fist was undamaged, only a little white mark, which was even harder than the best treasure soldier!

Hey, the body of the Corpse King who has been refined after death is not much worse than that of a master who cultivates the hard skills of the Flesh Body at the same level! The disciple of the Impermanence Sect of Life and Death came back to his senses, grabbed the pitch-black hand bone again, and at the same time "ordered" the Corpse King to tear apart the enemy in front of him, she almost killed herself just now, and no matter how beautiful she is, she is unforgivable.

The corpse king moved forward, and his speed seemed to be able to break through the shackles of the great sun, and instantly flashed in front of Jiang Zhiwei, and it was a punch without any fancies.

Jiang Zhi was not frightened or afraid, the long sword slashed obliquely, the sword light was divided into two, two into four, four into eight, and turned into hundreds of sword lights regardless of strength and weakness, and every fourth, seven, and nine sword lights were connected into a sword array, layer by layer, as if the rivers and lakes were rushing, the clear light was surging, and the fist of the corpse king was wrapped at once.

When! The uninterrupted sound of gold and iron sounded, almost in no particular order, connected into one, the sword light disintegrated again, and sword marks as deep as several zhang appeared all around, Xiaolou was cut to pieces by the aftermath, and the same was true of the jade box, leaving the black hand bones moving with the wind, failing to let the disciples of the Impermanence Sect of Life and Death get their wish.

Jiang Zhiwei was repulsed again, her right hand trembled obviously, and it seemed that the aftermath had not disappeared, and the corpse king approached again and punched out.

Jiang Zhiwei used "Breaking the Future", "Taishang Ruthless", "Cutting Three Questions", and most of the nine major killing moves of the "Taishang Sword Sutra", but he couldn't help the red-haired corpse king, all changes, all sword light, fell apart under a punch, and the whole person flew a few steps backwards, and later, the tiger's mouth in his right hand cracked, and he could no longer hold the sword.

If it weren't for the low intelligence of the corpse king's freshman, the change was all based on instinct, and he had the power in front of him without the corresponding realm and the skill to exert all his strength, if it weren't for Jiang Zhiwei's hard work on the sword in his left hand and changing hands in time, he would have been injured and killed by the sword long ago.

"Okay! kill her, kill her!" the eyes of the disciples of the Impermanence Sect of Life and Death showed a burning heat.

The aftermath of the fight made the pitch-black hand bones churn around, and he had to protect himself first, but he hadn't even succeeded yet.

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

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

How could it be? She was able to pierce the body of the Corpse King? The disciples of the Impermanence Sect of Life and Death were shocked. I immediately understood that in the previous fight, each of her swords seemed to be repulsed, but in fact, they were all slashed in the same place, superimposed again and again, and finally pierced into it!

Even if she is at an extreme disadvantage, she is not chaotic at all, creating opportunities to turn defeat into victory.

Jiang Zhiwei's body method changed, so as to bypass the corpse king and grab the pitch-black hand bone.

The years eroded. The water drops are pierced, this is not the nine killer moves just now, but the embodiment of its own swordsmanship!

After the shock, this disciple of the Impermanence Sect of Life and Death came to his senses, now is not the time to be reckless, the corpse king may not be able to kill the other party in a short period of time, and it seems that he has been injured by the other party, there are many variables, and the most important thing at the moment is to take away the pitch-black hand bone. Return to the sect and return to life!

Instead of snatching the black bones, he stepped back, rang the bell, and let out a sharp scream.

The red-haired corpse king suddenly let out a lotus sound. One went backwards, and the latter came first, crashing into Jiang Zhiwei's sword light, knocking her out sideways. Smash the sword light to pieces.

However, it didn't chase it, and pounced on the pitch-black hand bone. Holding it in the palm of his hand, he then threw himself out of the collapsed small building, grabbed the disciple of the Impermanence Sect and escaped to the ground.

At this time, many strong people in the state city had already rushed to hear the news, and if they were one step later, the big array would open, and things would not be so easy.

Jiang Zhiwei trembled uncontrollably with both hands, and blood flowed out of the tiger's mouth, but she looked happy, and she had a lot of aftertaste of the battle just now.

Looking at the ground from afar, she didn't chase after her, retreated into the darkness, and disappeared into the Ten Thousand Treasure Pavilion.

On a tall building near Wanbao Pavilion, an elegant scribe with wide robes and big sleeves stood quietly by the railing, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, leisurely admiring everything that had happened before.

"Interesting, interesting. He whispered, and the figure vanished as if it had never been there.

Near Longtai in Jiangdong, several mountain peaks are quiet, and it is said that in the last years of ancient times, the emperor moved here to suppress the flooding.

In a valley in the mountains, a red-haired zombie burrowed out of the ground, carrying a thin disciple and pitch-black hand bones.

"Almost missed. This disciple took the pitch-black hand bone, looked at it, and cherished it with a kind of lost and regained.

If it was easy to get, he might not care so much, but after Jiang Zhi stirred up the situation slightly, he felt that this thing had come through hardships and dangers, and it was not easy, so he naturally didn't pay so much attention to other things.

He took the pitch-black hand skull, took the red-haired corpse king, and paced back and forth in the valley with strange steps, and a strange scene appeared.

Originally, the vegetation here was vigorous, but with the pacing of the disciples of the Impermanence Sect of Life and Death, the ground suddenly withered, as quickly as if a curtain had been lifted, revealing what was underneath.

The grass and trees are withered and grown, born and withered, after seven degrees of spring and autumn, a number of ancient tombs and wild tombs appear in front of you, there are no peaks and plants around, only white bones.

The ancient tomb was rippling with blood and yellow water, as if it was not in this realm, and the disciple of the Impermanence Sect of Life and Death burned a talisman seal to report that he had succeeded.

A strong and cold thought poked out and swept around, and the disciple knew that this was to prevent someone from following him, so as not to be embellished by the superior.

After repeated checks, the blood yellow water wave slowly cracked a gap.

Just as this disciple of the Impermanence Sect of Life and Death was about to enter, the pitch-black hand bone in his palm suddenly moved, turning into an orange and yellow flame and slashing towards the crack.

Bang!

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

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

He turned himself into a Huangquan hand bone, relying on the legendary aura of the real hand bone to hide from the world and the sea, and finally found the nest of the Impermanence Sect!

It's now!—Meng Qi slammed the token out.

In the Sword Washing Pavilion, Su Wuming, who was deep in Tsing Yi, opened his eyes, the long sword on his knee popped out, the sword light was blazing, and the figure was tall, beyond the ordinary meaning of "high"!

He hung high in the air, and with a single sword, he slashed into the sea of blood mist, slashing the forbidden method that had not yet had time to close!

Legendary features, ubiquitous, can be found by inspection and trace?

In a certain city thousands of miles away, Mr. Lu Da looked up and saw Su Wuming, smiled slightly, raised his long sword, penetrated the void, and walked towards the location that Su Wuming had informed.

And Jiang Zhiwei also smiled, saw the master standing side by side with Mingyue, and then, she flew to where Meng Qi was.

"That's really the case......" Han Guang stood on the mountain peak, his figure as if there was nothing.

............

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

The mad sword and the two great Dharma bodies came, and the great array couldn't be closed in a hurry, and it was close to being completely shattered, and the disaster of destroying the sect was just around the corner!

The Nether Emperor's voice was low and majestic, revealing a faint exhaustion and determination:

"My Life and Death Impermanence Sect is not so easy to destroy, see how much they can bear!"

As soon as the words fell, the three bronze coffins without tombstones shook violently, the green light on the left went out, and the lid was opened.

This coffin is extremely deep, you can't see any situation, as if it leads to another world, suddenly, a huge head drilled out, bull head donkey mouth, antler shrimp eyes, it turned out to be a real dragon!

True Dragon!(To be continued......)