Qin Yang was like a gust of wind, laughing, and disappeared around the corner with a puff of smoke......

In a place where you can't perform all kinds of flying methods and escape methods, you can sprint more than a hundred feet of physical strength compared to a physical cultivation, and compare it to a rapid long-distance run?

Wake up, it's time to get up and move bricks......

Oh no, don't dream.

Let him run forty feet first!

If you can't catch up within three breaths, Lao Tzu thinks he's unlucky.

Broken Changkong looked at Qin Yang, turned into an afterimage, and disappeared around the corner in an instant, but when he chased after him, he couldn't even see his back.

Duan Changkong stood expressionlessly in place, his eyes were deep, he had neither panic nor regret, and he didn't even take a second look at the withered blood Dao soldiers who were screaming behind him and were about to catch up.

When the withered blood dao soldiers, grinning and chasing with hideous faces, their two arms were about to choke the broken long empty neck.

Broken Changkong didn't look at it, just stretched out his hand casually, and his arm was completely twisted and stretched behind him in a posture that could dislocate the bones, instantly choking the neck of the withered blood dao soldier.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, the neck of the withered blood dao soldier, which was like a dry corpse and three points harder than the dark iron, was slowly thinned by the broken long air, and the bones made a penetrating clicking sound.

It was the sound of bones being forcibly crushed little by little.

The claws of the Withered Blood Dao Soldier grabbed at Broken Changkong's head, tearing the hair on his head to pieces, only half a foot long, and when it slashed down, it made a sound of gold and iron.

Except for the broken hair and broken clothes, there was not a trace of blood.

The neck of the withered blood dao soldier was about to be crushed, and when he put it on the living person, he was already dead, but the withered blood dao soldier was even more ferocious, and the corpse qi was like boiling oil, overflowing from his body, and pouring down from the severed head......

Broken Changkong stood motionless in place, allowing the condensed corpse qi like corpse oil to infect his whole body.

But then, the fierce and wanton withered blood Dao soldiers wailed out in horror and struggled to escape.

The condensed corpse qi that infected the entire person in the Broken Sky slowly disappeared, as if it had infiltrated into the body of the Broken Sky.

No, it's more like being absorbed by the broken sky.

After the corpse oil on the surface of the body disappeared, the hair on the head of the long empty head disappeared completely, and the head was bright and shiny, and the roots of the hair could not be seen......

Broken Changkong's neck slowly twisted, and there was a bone click, and his head twisted half a circle stiffly, aiming his face at the withered blood dao soldier behind him.

"Whoa......" The frightened wail of the Dry Blood Dao Soldier was even worse, and as soon as he shouted out, he was pinched by Broken Changkong's neck, interrupting his wail, and only a pair of eyeballs burst out of his sockets......

But such a terrifying withered blood dao soldier, with a withered face, and bursting out of his eyes, were full of horror.

The sky opposite him was broken, and his facial features disappeared completely.

His face was flat, like a knife cut, but the skin was intact, like his bright head, and there was no injury at all.

The corpse qi that overflowed from the body of the withered blood dao soldier seemed to be a spring, overflowing continuously, and was swallowed up by the faceless broken sky.

Struggling, wailing, to no avail, the withered blood Dao soldier slowly stopped struggling, and his body was thrown to the ground casually, shattered into a pile of powder, and drifted away with the wind.

The faceling, whose arms and head are twisted in the back, has changed his temperament greatly, and no matter how you look at it, it has nothing to do with the previous broken sky.

Cold, deep, like a humanoid abyss, full of ominous aura.

The Faceling turned his head and arms that had been twisted behind him and glanced in the direction Qin Yang had fled.

Then, looking in another direction, the Faceling seemed to think of the outburst that Qin Yang had just shown, and turned to the other direction.

As soon as he stepped out, the ominous and strange aura around the faceling man converged by three points.

Take another step, on the bright and bright brain, you can see the traces of hair roots, green stubble emerges from the scalp, quickly turning into long hair, hair is like a living thing, voluntarily entangled together, Pancheng a hanging bun.

Taking another step, his facial features slowly emerged on his flat face, and his tall figure shrank and became shorter, and his limbs became shorter and thinner.

A set of silver-black women's clothing also emerged on the body surface.

After seven steps.

The original faceling disappeared completely, and was replaced by a petite woman with hair in a hanging bun and a fitting black and silver embroidered robe.

His facial features give people a petite feeling, but between his eyebrows, he is full of anger and a feeling that comes to his face.

Especially that look, as long as it is someone who has seen it, it is the second time to meet.

Definitely recognizable at a glance, this is the Dry Blood Dao Ji!

After the Faceling turned into a Withered Blood Dao Ji, like a little girl, she paced, her face full of anger, a strange and cruel smile on her lips, and the madness in her eyes almost overflowed.

Blowing a whistle in the direction he came from just now, and in a short time, there was a high-flying blooded Dao soldier, rushing all the way.

After seeing the "Withered Blood Dao Ji", the Withered Blood Dao Soldier immediately leaned down, waiting for the "Withered Blood Dao Ji" to reach his shoulder, and then followed the "Dry Blood Dao Ji" and stretched out his finger and ran all the way away.

After the past three hours, the Withered Blood Dao soldiers carried the Withered Blood Dao Ji and came to the "Array" as the core building complex.

The little demon Buddha with a black cloth on his eyes and a black monk's robe walked in the dense formation group.

Landslides and tsunamis, swords, mountains and fires, all of them are invisible, when he walks, his feet do not touch the ground, and black lotus flowers appear under his feet, supporting him to walk in the formation, as if walking on the ground.

Two layers of round light at the back of his head bloomed, and everywhere he went, in his heart, the Demon Buddha was reflected in both directions.

The dangerous formation, in its induction, is that the devil is everywhere, killing the sky, only where the glimmer of life is, the golden light shines, and the black lotus blooms, surrounded by the devil, turning into a foothold to cross the other side.

He didn't know the formation, but he could know where the way to survive in such an uncontrolled formation.

This is the difference between manned and unmanned formations.

The uncontrolled formation evolves completely according to the established route, and no matter how strong the formation is, there must be a glimmer of life.

And when the formation controlled by someone evolves, even the person who controls the formation may not be able to determine in advance what direction it will evolve in the next moment, and only at that moment will they determine how to control it.

There is no way to live, and in an instant, it will turn into a dead end.

The little demon Buddha chanted the magic horn in a low voice, his face was calm, and he was full of compassion.

After walking through this dangerous place of formation evolution, the surrounding environment immediately turned into a palace group that was originally full of divine light.

The pavilions and pavilions, the scales are more than one another, it is the passage between each other, it is also spacious and bright, the purple gold is paved, and the dust is not clean.

After the little demon Buddha walked out, he immediately stood in place, his eyebrows and eyes lowered, and recited a magic horn.

"I am merciful. ”

And across from him, on the shoulders of the Withered Blood Dao Soldier sat the Withered Blood Dao Ji, with a strange smile on her face and a murderous look in her eyes.

"Little Demon Buddha, why are your eyes blind? With your strength, who here can poke your eyes blind? Didn't you break the precepts, see what you shouldn't see, and poke yourself in the eyes? You really listen to your master's words, go out, and strictly abide by the precepts, hahaha......"

"Dao Ji's eyes are like torches, the little monk offended an invincible senior, in order to protect himself, he can only poke his eyes in order to show punishment, the little monk is lucky, the senior disdains and I have too much care, the little monk is lucky to stay alive. ”

The little demon Buddha's tone was unwavering, and he stated the facts with an expressionless face, without any concealment at all.

"Hahahaha......" Withered Blood Dao Ji's face twisted and laughed wildly, patting the head of the withered blood Dao soldier, and his waist couldn't straighten up with laughter: "Little Demon Buddha, you also have today, laugh at me to death!"

"The little monk is a little reckless. The little demon Buddha lowered his head and whispered, without any resentment, but as if he really felt that this was his own problem.

"If you're lucky, I still have half of the black blood ointment here, which is cheap for you, and you can share 30% of it, do you remember, you owe me a big favor." The Withered Blood Daoist slowly woke up with the Withered Blood Dao Ji, and the Withered Blood Dao Ji took out a wooden box, threw it casually, and threw it to the Little Demon Buddha.

"Black blood ointment?" The little demon Buddha's face was slightly moved, showing a hint of a smile, and bowed slightly: "Dao Ji has a heart, I have long heard that there is a secret method in the vicious vein, with the purple river car with the strongest vitality of the bride, with the help of one of the innate vitality, the condensed secret medicine, there is the divine effect of deriving flesh and blood, and transforming white bones, but the lord of the hideous vein, if he does not declare it, he is the sect master, and he can only ask for a little ......."

"For this matter, the little monk owes you a favor. ”

The little demon Buddha reached out and grabbed the wooden box in his hand.

However, in an instant, the expression of the little demon Buddha froze, and the cyan and red colors on his face echoed each other, and the scorching breath and the cold aura changed hundreds of times in one breath.

Under the impact of such extreme forces, the little demon Buddha's body froze in place......

And at this time, the Withered Blood Dao Ji, who was sitting on the shoulders of the Withered Blood Dao Soldier, giggled, and floated over.

His hands were stretched, and his nails grew rapidly, turning into three-inch-long black nails, which were straight into the neck of the little demon Buddha.

The little demon Buddha was surrounded by black gas, and the Buddha's light flashed, but there was no way to solve the things in his hand in an instant.

The wooden box seemed to be stuck to his injury, and the power was frantically poured into his body, scorching heat and cold, and it was difficult to continue for a while.

At this moment, the demonic qi escaping from the little demon Buddha's body dissipated, and turned into golden light, and the Buddha's light shone brightly, shining out of his internal organs, and after the shadow of the internal organs dissipated.

I saw only a golden Buddha skeleton on the spot.

The skeleton does not show the slightest horror, but rather gives people a sense of compassion and compassion.

"Pick up the butcher's knife and become a demon on the spot!"

The skeleton exhaled, and at first, the voice was mellow and sunny, full of compassion, but after each word, the meaning of compassion quickly faded, and turned to a trace of cold and vicious madness.

At the end, the word "demon" was groaned.

The golden Buddha bones turned into pitch black in an instant, as if there was a peerless demon who suddenly woke up.

The demonic energy overflowed again, and the Buddha's light was still there, but it turned from the golden Buddha's light to a black demonic light.

The momentum of the little demon Buddha suddenly skyrocketed, and the demonic qi in his body seemed to come out of nothing, like a volcanic eruption, and suddenly gushed out.

The strange power of alternating heat and cold in the body, under the impact of this kind of demonic energy, was forcibly rushed out of the body in an instant, and the wooden box in his hand also flew out upside down.

And the Dry Blood Dao Ji who came from the impact was hit by the volcano-like demonic qi, and rolled in mid-air, and fell back on the shoulders of the Dry Blood Dao Soldier.

"My demon is compassionate, the master said, the little monk Buddha bone demon heart, although not angry or angry, but can not break what is anger, lack of experience, now it seems, the master is really not wrong, the little monk has received a lesson, blind, not blind, but also did not see through the first time, it is really not enough practice. ”

The little demon Buddha raised his head, his eyes were lowered, and his face was full of peace, but he completely disappeared.

His eyes were full of anger, and he didn't see the white of his eyes, only pitch black, half of his face, full of hatred and resentment, and half of his face, full of anger, which distorted his countenance.

"If you don't fall into the devil, how can you understand the true meaning of the devil, if you don't get angry, how can you understand the poison of anger!"

"Faceless Demon, let the little monk help you get free!"

The little demon Buddha groaned in a low voice, becoming more and more crazy, and in the end, it almost turned into a vicious curse and roar.

Pitch-black demonic qi gushed out, spreading all over the land of Lixu, and wave after wave of impact passed.

It's just that after the demonic qi erupted and dissipated, the eyes of the "Dry Blood Dao Ji" were stunned.

On the empty Zijin Avenue, where are there still people?

I can't find a ghost shadow anymore!

Withered Blood's face was distorted, her facial features shattered, and she could no longer maintain the appearance of Withered Blood, and she turned into a faceling again.

The Withered Blood Dao Soldier couldn't sense the Withered Blood Dao Ji, and immediately let out a roar......

However, before he could shout, the Faceling slapped the Dead Blood Dao Soldier's body.

"Boom!"

The tall withered blood dao soldier was all physically cultivated during his lifetime, and after becoming a withered blood dao soldier, his physical body became even stronger by three points.

However, at this moment, under the slap of the Faceling, it exploded and turned into powder!

There was a strange distortion on the faceling's flat and featureless face, and the newly grown eyes and mouth couldn't grow in the right position for a while......

Either the eyes are on the chin or the mouth is on the forehead......

After a few breaths, the Facelings gave up on changing their faces again and stood still.

Three times in a row, he didn't even ask for the other party's life every time......

For the first time, the withered blood Dao Ji made a decision immediately, immediately dismembered the autopsy, coerced the cultivation into a divine soul, and fled.

The second time, I couldn't figure out why the person was not affected at all, he actually got something, turned around and fled, and the one who escaped was called a fast, and the person who turned the corner was gone.

The third time, he was obviously captured, but he never thought that the little demon Buddha didn't even hesitate, he directly gave up the Buddha's bones and used the Buddha to enter the demon, and even after entering the demon, instead of going crazy, he acted a good show and took the opportunity to run......

The Facelings didn't understand why the man who had gone mad didn't fight him head-on, but ran away calmly......

The Facelings stood still for a long time.

Still calming down......

On the other side, Qin Yang, who had escaped, was squatting at the door of a large hall, staring at the divine tree on the ground, wrinkling his brows.

"Wusang Shenmu, it looks like it should be real, it's the power in this, why is it so weird?"

"Black Shadow, come out, there is something good to look for you. ”

In the demon's hand, the black shadow did not appear, but only a word came out.

"Hehe, Qin Yang, do you think you have found a strong man to help you, and you want to trick me into going out and killing me? To tell you the truth, I have already felt it! This kind of clumsy trick, don't play it in the future, it's boring!"

Qin Yang looked confused, when am I going to pit you?

Am I that kind of person?

Thinking of the wedding dress he was carrying on his back, Qin Yang suddenly realized, no wonder the group of black shadows that he had recently coaxed didn't even show up......

"Black shadow, this is your mistake, your knowledge is too up-to-date, what is the situation of this wedding girl, can you not feel it?"

"Qin Yang, you still want to trap me!

“......”