He lowered his head, his dark red eyes staring at the back of his hand, and his tone was arrogant with imperceptible self-disgust: "My hands were born to control all the ghosts in the netherworld, but they are not just the little ghosts in your mouth. ”

He slowly raised his head, and his dark gaze looked directly at the national teacher Tianming, who had not yet stepped out of the third step.

In the blood-colored pupils, there seemed to be a noble flame burning coldly.

Everywhere he looked, there were white bone skeletons that broke through the earth and fought towards the side of the national teacher Tianming.

In an instant, the crimson earth was covered in blood and bones.

The bones are like mountains, and the blood tide is like the sea!

And Wu Ying is the real controller of this sea of ghosts and bones, and the sea of blood!

The cold gaze of the old national teacher quickly swept over the group of white bones like a mountain.

The strange unhappiness in his heart rose again, and what made him feel even more strange was that his gaze was always unconsciously attracted by the hollow eyes of the white skeleton.

Because he really couldn't understand why he was an emotionless ghost.

A white bone that didn't even have eyeballs, how could there be such a strong and even mad hatred in those eyes.

What surprised him even more was that under these white bone bodies, there was a mass of crimson fruit that took root and grew under their empty chests.

He could even clearly feel that these white bones like a mountain, even without consuming too much of Wu Ying's spiritual power, they would still be frantically surging towards him.

"These white bones ......"

It made him feel a long and familiar atmosphere.

Wu Ying's palms finally left the earth.

He got up slowly, even though all the vitality in his body was plundered, and his body was uncontrollably bent over, he still stood up.

He said lightly, "It's strange, why do they hate you so much?"

The national teacher Lao Dao did not speak, his eyebrows were condensed, his palm was opened, and a ball of divine fire bloomed from his palm.

Not long after, he had devoured the fire, and since he had resisted the baptism of heavenly fire, he naturally contained the power of divine fire in his body.

The palm-sized divine fire rose in the wind, and the moment it was pushed out, it had already turned into an endless sea of fire, burning and covering the skeleton with mountains of bones.

The wind rose again, as if fueling the speed of the flames.

The flames burned the earth and covered all the bones.

But all that came from the air was the scorching smell of the wasteland, and there was no sound of bones burning or bones.

The national teacher's eyes narrowed again.

After the whistling sound of wind and fire, there was the sound of countless soles rubbing against the ground.

Sen Ran's white bones passed through the flames without a trace of hindrance, and the white bones on their bodies were still glowing with the color of Sen Ran, which was even more frightening.

The viscous blood on their bones showed no sign of being dried by the flames.

The gallop of the white bones was extremely fast, and the red fruits under their chests flickered.

Sen Bai's bones were even mixed with blazing flames, biting and grabbing towards the national teacher.

"Because they are all cultivators of the Daoyuan Sect, they are under your absurd divination orders, and they will never fall into Yama and will not be reborn!

Their corpses and bones have been calcined in the karmic fire of hell for many years, and the power of your fire is afraid that you can't help them. Wu Ying's cold voice sounded.

The old Taoist of the national teacher raised his hand and dispersed this sea of fire, and with a gesture, ten bone claws burned by the flames grabbed his body.

He snorted coldly, and the corners of his eyebrows rose coldly: "You Wu Ying is also a ruthless person, if you let that old madman know that you have blasphemed the spirits of the cultivators of the Dao Source Sect like this, he will definitely slash you with a sword." But...... Do you think that with this undead body, you will be able to get this seat?"

As his cold words fell, the armor in his heart revealed a diamond-shaped tip, and the tip flew out of the pitch-black armor, and the sound of metal grinding was rattled.

It turned out to be a dark chain that didn't know how deep it grew from his heart.

The pitch-black chains swept by, like a peerless demon python, sweeping away all the white bones like a mountain.

In just a moment, it swept away all the white bone skeletons that even the heavenly fire couldn't help but turn into ashes!

Under the sky, there are scattered white and desolate ashes.

The two Dawsons looked at each other with a cold eye on each other.

National Teacher Tianming flicked his fingers lightly on the chain body in front of his heart, and a stinging sneer appeared on his face: "What? The ten thousand bone ghosts that have been summoned with great difficulty are just wiped out in the snap of their fingers, even if they are full of resentment towards this seat, but these cannot be the source of their strength to hurt half of this seat." ”

Wu Ying also smiled, and his smile was even colder than his.

At this moment, on his withered face, because of the passage of life, he could no longer see the shadow of half a teenager, so even the last hearty smile disappeared.

"Hurt you, you're thinking too much, I've never thought of hurting you through their hands, they ...... Just bind you. ”

The national teacher Tianming habitually wanted to sneer, but when the corners of his mouth were pulled halfway, he was completely frozen.

The ashes of Mori Bai floating in the air seem to be falling in defeat.

But there are a lot of them that seem to be intentionally or unintentionally attached to the chain.

A thin layer of ashes clings to the chains, quickly turning the black chains pale.

When the ashes were floating on the body of the national teacher Tianming in a very short period of time, for some reason, they stiffened...... It's not just the corners of his mouth.

It's his whole body.

The dark chains like demon pythons suddenly collapsed as if they had been pulled away from their bones.

At this moment, the national teacher Tianming actually had an illusion in his heart that he was being eaten by his own exercise, 'Heaven and Earth Bound'.

But he was sure that the reason why his body was stiff and unable to move came from this sea of ashes.

He couldn't even turn his eyes, he could only watch Wu Ying's clumsy body walk towards him step by step.

Wu Ying walked as he pulled out the four short blades on his limbs.

"You must be curious...... Why is it that the ashes of a cultivator who have vanished can inflict such terrifying binding power on you?"

He walked in front of the old Taoist of the national teacher, and slowly inserted the four blood-colored short blades into the limbs of the national teacher in turn.

Even if he had a casual smile on his face, he could still make the national teacher Tianming clearly feel his revenge at the moment.

Soon, the blood-colored blade gradually turned into a pale blue color.

Wu Ying smiled slightly, obviously happy about what she was doing now and what she was about to do next.

His palm landed on the short blade in his heart, and he pulled it out inch by inch.

Xu is knowing that at this moment, the national teacher said goodbye and moved, and it was very difficult to even speak, so Wu Ying was very patient.

He explained as if talking to himself: "What can really bind your body and isolate the flow of Yuan Force in your body is not the power of the white bone body, but the freedom that they imprison you for such a short moment at the cost of losing reincarnation. ”

Wu Ying's kung fu with a single sentence had already slammed the short sword in his hand, which was more bright red than the other four, into the heart of the National Teacher's Destiny!

Through this short sword, Wu Ying could clearly feel the tenacious heart that was being pressed against the tip of the sword beating strongly.

Wu Ying knew that although his behavior was restricted, it was still difficult for this short sword to pierce his heart.

He didn't expect to be able to kill him with a simple blow.

He said...... If this guy eats it, he'll eat it back twice!

Wu Ying looked indifferently and without saying a word, the national teacher in front of him, whose muscles and even every nerve were imprisoned by the ashes and could not move.

He gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, not stirring it to try to penetrate the powerful heart.

He just held the hilt of the sword indifferently, the old wrinkled hand that held the hilt of the sword, silently climbing up a layer of shallow blood.

Bloodshot crawled down his arm like a spider's web.

Above the sky, purple thunder flashed and roared constantly!

All reveal solemn might.

And in this vast and boundless territory of Xiaoyang, on the desolate and devastated land, the only remaining Wu Ying and the National Teacher Heavenly Destiny exude an incomparably evil aura of plunder.