"The Shura Burial Realm is about to open?" a hint of joy flashed in Emperor Kun's eyes.

......

"Huh?" in the depths of the ocean.

The bottom of the sea cracked, and a trench emerged.

A person described a withered, corpse-like existence slowly floated out, and his eyes shot out two rays of ghostly light like a ghost fire: "The Shura Burial Realm is finally about to open." ”

......

"Buzz ......"

An undersea volcano collapsed.

A middle-aged emperor in a black robe stepped out, his eyes full of confidence: "Hehe, the Shura Burial Realm is finally about to open." This king has been cultivating diligently all these years, and finally achieved great success, and the Shura burial world opened at this time, which is simply a double happiness. It seems that the king needs to visit a few old friends. ”

In the Ice Sea Cultivation Realm, all the old monsters who came out of the world woke up.

......

"Buzz ......"

Luo Chen's figure flashed rapidly, and he finally arrived at the location of the Lingxu Black Market.

At this time, the Lingxu black market has not yet opened.

On the surface of the sea, nearly a thousand monks have gathered. Among them, the strong ones are real people, even half-step Dharma Heavens, while the weak ones are just minor cultivators of the Spirit Root Realm. Moreover, such a weak existence is not just one or two, but dozens of people. At this moment, these people are gathered together in case something unexpected happens.

Luo Chenken waited quietly here, but the evil monks here accounted for most of them. These guys, all of whom are bold fanatics, naturally refuse to stay honest.

"Hehe, just the ants of the Spirit Root Realm, dare to be on a side with me and the others, look for death!" A scar-faced monk flew directly towards the group of Spirit Root Realm monks.

When they arrived, the monks of this group were all shocked.

This scarred man is not too strong in this place, but he is also an existence in the middle stage of the spirit vine, and he is also a true disciple with outstanding strength in the Seven Sects. Such a strong man. Can a group of friars resist it?

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

Several Spirit Root Realm cultivators were timid and fled without a fight. With the beginning, there are naturally followers. The small group, which was already not strong, fell apart and fled in all directions in the blink of an eye.

See here. Monk Scar sneered, waved his hand unhurriedly, and suddenly, a piece of jade slip was sacrificed by him.

"Roar ......" In an angry roar, one after another ghosts flew out and quickly pursued in all directions. In the blink of an eye, he caught up with everyone and sank into it.

Several minor friars who did not escape still wanted to resist stubbornly, but they were also defeated at all. Infested by ghosts. A moment later, the ghosts flew out of the monk's body, flew back with the storage bags, and fell into the jade slip.

Monk Scar put away the jade slip with a smug face, and looked around, like a prestige. But before he could clean up the loot, a wild laugh sounded: "Hehe, the current junior." It's really arrogant to think that you have two hits. ”

Brother Scar's face changed when he heard this. But as soon as he touched the person who spoke, he couldn't help but shudder, changed his face and changed color, and said with a very unnatural smile: "It turned out to be Jia senior, if the little one has something to offend, I hope you Lao Haihan, after all." The tutor was ...... with you back then"

"Hehe, don't mention your master. Back then, your master was refined into a bone spirit by the old demon me, but he couldn't protect you. Old Devil Jia laughed wildly.

This demon is a white-haired old man with sharp-beaked monkey cheeks and yellow teeth, and his eyes are as dark as poisonous snakes.

This old devil. The cultivation is not yet a real person, but it is not far away.

"What? you...... My master was killed by you? My master is as kind to me as a mountain, even if I am broken to pieces, I will repay my master today. Old Demon Jia, I'll fight with you!" "Monk Scar roared, with a flick of his hand, Jade Jane resurfaced in his hand again, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, falling on Yu Jian, in his mouth, the ghost sounds in Jade Jian came and went, and more than thirty fierce ghosts rushed out and rushed towards Jia Lao Mo frantically.

These more than thirty ghosts, each of them, has the level of the late stage of the Spirit Root Realm. Even the strongest ones have reached the point of the early stage of the Spirit Vine Realm.

This kind of attack is not insignificant.

"Hmph!" Jia Lao Mo sneered, waved his hand, took out a bone knife, and was about to cut it down. However, at this moment, more than thirty ghosts suddenly fled in the opposite direction, quickly flew in front of the Scar Monk, turned into a cloud of ghost mist, rolled it up and fled out.

This Scar Monk looks brainless, but he didn't expect that he would know how to shoot a false shot. Any cruel words such as revenge before were just to hide their true intentions.

It's a pity that this is doomed to be useless.

"Hehe...... "Old Demon Jia seemed to have expected it, and with a wave of the knife with a wild laugh, a long white bone bird shadow rushed towards the Scar Monk with a scream.

In just an instant, the white-boned bird shadow arrived in front of the Scar Monk, opened his mouth and spit out, and actually flew out many runes and hit the ghost mist outside the Scar Monk's body, shaking it to the ground.

The next moment, the white bone bird shadow's eyes burst with cold light, and an image of a kind old man appeared.

"Master......" Scar Monk exclaimed.

"Hehe, good apprentice......" the old man smiled lightly.

"Hmph, you are not my master, you are dead, you dare to harm me, today the master will destroy you!" In the roar, the scar monk let out a low cry, and the mutilated ghost mist around his body quietly merged into his body.

The Scar Monk roared sharply, and a punch blasted out, and layers of ghost talismans tumbled, turning into a giant axe in mid-air, and slashing down, killing the white-haired old man.

But at this moment, the white bone bird shadow suddenly shot out and burrowed into the body of the scar monk.

"Ah......h Then, the white bones shook, turned into a white bone bird, and a flickering submerged into Jia Laomo's bone knife.

The white-haired old man turned into a flash of white light, rolled up the Scar Monk's storage bag and returned, and disappeared into the bone knife.

"Hey, interesting. In a wild laugh, a gray-haired veteran strode out and went straight to Jia Lao Mo, without saying a word, with a punch.

The white-haired old man is actually a real person!

"This little Taoist friend ......" Old Demon Jia was about to be angry, but he swept away the other party's realm, his heart sank, and he hurriedly slowed down.

"Roar!" the white-haired old man slammed down with a punch, and there was actually a roar condensed by the phantom of a blood python. In the midst of this roar, several nearby monks silently turned into dry bones.

The blood python was a condensed entity that was filled up all at once, and it bit Jia Lao Mo fiercely.

"Daoyou, do it slowly, even if you want to do it, let Jia know the reason. Old Devil Jia shouted angrily.

"Hehe, there's no reason, if I really need one, it's that I want to kill you. "The white-haired old man laughed wildly: 'Now put down all the valuable things on you, and this way may spare you from death!'" (To be continued.) )