At the same time, Ao Xu, who had not appeared for a long time, was also in an empty underground world, and like Li Xiaoyi, he had just broken through a black wall, but he stepped into it first.

The Four-Eyed Demon God is the same here, except that he is also accompanied by the White Fox Female Cultivator and the Ghost Mother Youyue.

Wushi Zhenren and Huiming Divine Monk are relatively difficult, originally cultivated in the cracks underground, but were attacked by the Split Heavenly Demon who came back flexively.

This time, the two of them were quite embarrassed, because there was the sudden addition of the eight-faced demon, and it was a three-on-two situation, and the most important thing was that the aura of the two was not so sufficient, and they had recovered less than halfway.

Extremely embarrassed, he rushed underground, shuttling through the cave and fighting while walking, but he was bitten and didn't let go, and he could only be tired of dealing with wave after wave of attacks.

The two of them are both masters of the same sect, and they have not been so embarrassed for a long time, and they have free time to work hard and replenish the elixir of spiritual energy, and they are thrown into their mouths one after another without caring about refining.

Despite this, the aura in the Purple Palace Dan Mansion is becoming more and more empty, because the pill has not yet been refined, and it can only be dissolved in wisps, and the aura that can be supplied is very limited.

Wushi Zhenren was in a hurry, he understood that if this continued, the two of them would most likely be consumed to death here.

Compared to him, the monk Huiming is much stronger, after all, he is from Buddhism, and he has a certain foundation for physical training, and he is not as weak as a cultivator.

Looking at the old monk in front of him, Wushi Zhenren's face began to become gloomy, and he looked back at the other side, but it was a primordial passage like a snake cave.

The remnant sword in his hand shook, and suddenly stabbed forward, and the moment the sword intent surged, under the incredulous expression on the face of the Huiming Divine Monk, it penetrated back and forth, starting from the position of his waist and eyes, and broke out of the Dan's abdomen.

Everything happened too suddenly, Huiming Monk raised his brows, and there was a bombardment of a punch backwards, but he was completely dodged by the Wushi Zhenren who had expected it, and his body quickly retreated to the direction of the "snake hole" with this rushing force.

As soon as he entered, the sword light in the remnant sword suddenly rose, and the walls on both sides began to collapse violently, and the figure of the real person of the world had already disappeared at the entrance of the cave and disappeared.

The monk of Huiming smiled quite bitterly, and his heart was extremely sad and indignant, this feeling of being calculated by others was really uncomfortable, but he couldn't turn around and chase the wicked man with a black heart.

Because at this time, the ancient trolls have already attacked, this guy has suffered a lot of injuries before, and he has not recovered yet, but now he is like he is dying, and he crashes into it frantically.

The Purple Palace Dan Mansion of the Huiming Divine Monk has been broken, and the aura in his body has begun to dissipate like a tide, and for a while and a half, even if no one beats him, he will die in this underground world that no one can approach.

Glancing at the huge hole in the position of the Dan's abdomen, feeling the remnants of the sword in the remnant of the destructive power, the crazy destruction in his body, his life is not long, this sword of the real person of the world is asking for his life!

His hands were folded, a string of Buddha beads was between his hands, the Buddha's light was shining, and one after another breath of peace began to fill the whole body, and the eight-faced female demon saw it, and seemed to see something, and couldn't help but sneer.

"Old monk, your companion used your life as a shield, are you really at ease to die here like this?"

"Time, life!" Huiming Monk didn't open his eyes, his time was running out, and the ancient heavenly demon who was desperately slamming into him was about to approach the moment, when he was suddenly swept out by a big golden hand with a slap.

The sound of Sanskrit sounds, the Buddha's light is diffuse, and in the underground world, when the light suddenly shines, a complete Buddha of the Buddha is presented in front of the three-headed heavenly demon.

When the eight-faced female demon saw it, her face changed immediately, and she couldn't help but say, she turned her head and ran, the reason for splitting the heavenly demon was still a little unknown, but in the golden Buddha light, a force that made her heart fearful, seemed to be being born.

As soon as I saw that the eight-faced female demon didn't even let go of a fart, she turned her head and ran, knowing that something was wrong, how could she confront the other party head-on, the light of the body blurring flashed, and the path when she was about to go to and from flew out, but the eyes of the Buddha were unusually bright.

Including the Huiming Divine Monk who was sitting in the Dharma Phase, his gaze did not look at the few Heavenly Demons who were fleeing, but in the direction where the real person had just disappeared.

At the beginning of a sigh, the Buddha's light was shining, and the peaceful atmosphere revealed the resentment of annihilating everything, and at that moment, the entire underground world collapsed, and the Buddha's light came out from the bottom up.

The eight-faced female demon is still fast, she has already teleported to the surface, and when she saw the Buddha's light coming out of the ground, her face was ugly and teleported again, and she disappeared without a trace.

The ancient trolls, who could be infinitely divided, appeared on the surface of the earth immediately after, but they were still shot by a Buddha's light, and a golden flame immediately burned on the surface of its body, and he screamed in pain.

He didn't dare to stay longer, endured the severe pain, and the teleportation disappeared in a flash of light, but he felt sorry for the ancient troll with an immortal body, and he didn't have time to get away at all, and was drowned in the dazzling golden sea.

The entire surface of the earth sank violently, and the golden light continued to overflow, and the huge shaking had a chain reaction.

The surface of the earth began to shatter and collapse layer by layer, but the dazzling golden light has not dispersed, and it is full of peaceful Buddha light and Buddha qi everywhere, and the ordinary heavenly demons will be swallowed by a golden flame immediately, and they will not be able to get rid of it at all.

Therefore, the eight-faced female demon, as well as the ancient troll that could be divided infinitely, did not appear in this area for a long time, but there was a strange noise, which was made after the earth settled.

It was a boulder full of cracks, and when it shattered, the old Taoist priest with a scar on his face walked out of it.

The costume of his Shushan Sword Sect has become tattered, and he is even more disgraced, making it impossible to see what his face is.

But the auspicious golden light Buddha Qi was harmless to him, allowing him to calmly put himself in it, and walked to the center point where the entire area collapsed and exploded.

A corpse lay there peacefully, holding a string of spiritual Buddha beads in his hand, and a huge bloody hole in his abdomen had cracked to his chest.

This person had already died of anger, but Wushi Zhenren frowned but didn't dare to approach, stood for a long time, just stared at the corpse, and finally walked over.

"You can't blame me......"

It took him a long time to hold back such a sentence, his eyes were staring directly at the string of Buddha treasure spirit beads, and he was just about to reach out to take it, but the face that was originally closed was the moment Huo Ran opened it.

Wushi Zhenren seemed to be prepared, and the moment the remnant sword in his hand was faster than his.

directly penetrated the old monk's head, and then fell headlong, no longer motionless, but on that bloody face, there was a smile that Wushi Zhenren couldn't understand......