"Ten Thousand Ghosts Evil Vein......" Wu Luo muttered to himself, after such a period of breathing, his injuries have improved a lot, but in the explosion, the meridians of the whole body have been shocked, and many have been broken, even if it is rest, it will take dozens of days to recover.

The evil vein of ten thousand ghosts must at least be formed by the giant grave of more than 10,000 people who have died unjustly, and it is said that there should not be such a ten thousand evil veins near Yanjing, but it has appeared!

The evil power of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Evil Vein is extremely powerful, and it cannot be broken unless it is the power of the Supreme Strength and the Yang. Wu Luo does not lack the power of the Yang to the Gang, such as the "Qilin Arm", such as the Divine Bird Copper Ring.

But the problem is that the strength of these two is too weak compared to the "Million People Slaughter", and whether it can work against the evil veins of ten thousand ghosts, Wu Luo himself has no bottom in his heart.

The "Qilin Arm" is a Heavenly Destiny Rune, if it is formed into a rune array, the power will increase suddenly, but unfortunately Wuluo's rune array is composed of evil spirit runes, and the lethality of the ten thousand ghosts and evil veins must also be discounted.

Taking a step back, it was he who was able to deal with the ten thousand ghosts and evil veins, and dozens of monks such as Guo Xiao were eyeing the periphery.

All kinds of disadvantages, if ordinary people are afraid that they are completely depressed at this time, they will not even have the courage to resist.

Wu Luo's fighting spirit became stronger and stronger, as if there was a raging fire burning in his chest, and he looked up to the sky and laughed: "Hahaha!

Wu Luo squinted, a trace of coldness flashed back and forth in his eyes, and his divine light was sharp.

The emperor is not dead, it is Lin Juefeng and Ghost Liming who join forces, the two ways of righteousness and demons join forces, and Benjun also survives, and he is a clown who jumps off the beam, and he also wants to kill Benjun?!

"Howl!"

A terrible hiss sounded in the lake, and a black light rose into the sky, turning into a huge black python that was hundreds of feet long. The black water in the lake has decreased considerably.

The huge black python was still flowing from the lake, and as more and more of the evil veins of ten thousand ghosts entered the black python, it quickly began to evolve, with four sarcomas bulging under its body, and two horns slowly shooting out of its head.

The "poof" sarcoma exploded, and a claw stretched out from each inside, and the two horns on the top of the giant python's head also completely grew, and he turned from a black python into a black python!

After the first black python, black pythons rose one after another in the lake, roaring and roaring wildly, and their huge bodies collided with each other, crashing into the surrounding boulders and shattering, and the dirt flew into a mess.

In a short time, nine black Jiao took shape, and the lake was almost dry.

Wu Luo watched coldly, the nine "Filthy Yin Dragons", fortunately, the fire was not enough, and they only reached the realm of evil Jiao.

"Howl!"

The nine evil Jiao roared together in the sky, and the eyes that were originally closed suddenly opened together, and the eighteen blood-red beast pupils glared at Wu Luo, and in just a moment, they killed fiercely together.

Wu Luo's body had already begun to burn, and at the critical juncture, his potential was further developed, and in the "Qilin Arm", the ancient divine fire contained in it continued to gush, burning more and more, and soon the rocks under Wu Luo's feet melted into a pool of magma. The intense fire phoenix blew and whirred, and with Wu Luo as the center, a flame tornado rose into the air.

The nine Filthy Yin Dragons roared and crashed into each other, mercilessly colliding with the Flame Tornado.

"Bang!" the flames exploded, and the black water splashed down. The filthy yin dragon roared in pain, and the surrounding peaks were shaken and trembled.

Wu Luo's flame tornado completely shattered, and the sky was full of crimson flames, accompanied by endless black water, which was larger than the ordinary sprinkling.

The Nine Dao Filthy Qi Yin Dragons were not small for the first time, but they were spread evenly on top of the nine heads, and the wounds at each end were not heavy.

Wu Luo could clearly feel that the "Qilin Arm" let out a wail and languished. Although its bloodline is noble, it is only an eight-rank Heavenly Destiny Rune after all.

If the Ancient Divine Beast Qilin is here, it is that these nine filthy yin dragons can really be easily defeated when they reach the "True Dragon" level.

It's a pity that in the Qilin arm, only one of the bloodlines of the divine beast Qilin remains, and the power is too weak.

Wu Luo retreated wildly, his back slammed into the mountain peak, and a clear humanoid mark appeared.

His throat was sweet, and his blood was surging. Forcibly forcing this mouthful of blood back, he raised his hand, and the divine sword Tianxing appeared.

As the spirit yuan continued to penetrate, the light above the divine sword heavenly awakening became more and more intense, and Wu Luo's palm sneered with white smoke. Using the Excalibur Heavenly Awakening was a great burden on him. At this time, he was already at the end of his crossbow, and he couldn't last long at all.

Without waiting for the Nine Heavens Filthy Qi Yin Dragon to pounce up, Wu Luo slammed a mouthful of Lingyuan, pointed his divine sword into the air, stepped over a distance of a hundred zhang, and slashed down with his sword.

"Howl!" a filthy yin dragon couldn't dodge, and slashed into two pieces with the ancient divine sword on his back. In a hurry, it was impenetrable, and the two bodies roared and rolled, sweeping across the ground, the boulder shattered, and the yellow sand filled the air, making a mess.

Wu Luo's confidence soared, and although his arm was so heavy at the moment that it was difficult to lift it, he still struggled to swing out the second sword.

"Hisss!" Another filthy yin dragon was cut off, but the remaining seven had already pounced together.

Wu Luo shouted wildly and mustered up his last strength, and forced the seven filthy yin dragons back with a sword, but he sighed in his heart, he still had to use this power.

He has reached the limit, and it is impossible to come up with another seven swords, not to mention that there are Guo Xiao and others outside to reap the benefits of fishermen.

He sneered, he no longer had any scruples, and as soon as he raised his hand, those blank evil qi spirit runes accumulated in the country of abundance flew out.

At the beginning, he was in the Demon Fall Abyss, refining many evil spirit runes, but he didn't have time to engrave spiritual scripts.

At this time, I saw Wu Luo's hand shake, and a phoenix eye inscription fell on the evil qi spirit rune. The seven evil spirit runes quickly took shape - what kind of calamity would the phoenix god god insecticide cause, he couldn't care about it, and he would talk about it after the current level.

The seven-headed Filthy Yin Dragon roared again, its huge bodies hooking up with each other, blocking the entire valley, not giving Wu Luo any chance to escape, and then lowered his head and collided with each other.

Wu Luo had long thought that the Phoenix Divine Expression was used alone, and it had its ingenious effect on the Yuan Soul. Ten thousand ghosts and evil veins, filthy yin dragons, to put it bluntly, are the condensation of unjust souls, and the phoenix god should have an effect.

The seven evil spirit runes flashed, and they were printed on the foreheads of the seven filthy yin dragons.

The furious filthy yin dragon suddenly stagnated as if it had been immobilized, and in the blood-red beast pupils, the light sun rune flashed away. Immediately, countless black filaments completely wrapped their blood pupils, like a silkworm cocoon.

Immediately, the body of the Filthy Qi Yin Dragon coiled uncontrollably, turned into black water again, and was absorbed by the seven Evil Qi Spirit Runes.

The phoenix's eyes were extremely strong, but Wu Luo was not happy at all in his heart. The stronger the phoenix god went, the more it proves that what the demon ancestor said is true, this set of spirit texts, I am afraid that it will bring great disasters to myself in the future!

He casually took a scroll, collected seven evil spirit texts, and fled quickly with the flying sampan. As soon as he flew out of the air, he heard a loud shout in the sky: "Wu Luo is here!"

Luan Shot's figure flickered and stopped in front of him, and then, two more monks followed, standing behind Luan Shot. Luan shot Leng Sensen smiled: "Wu Luo, this place is already a net of heaven and earth, how can you be allowed to escape?"

Behind Wu Luo, more monks heard the shouts and were hurrying forward.

There was no time to delay at all, and Wu Luozhu kept rushing towards Luan. Luan Shot had already seen that Wu Luo was already at the end of the crossbow, so he laughed loudly, raised his hand and smashed a ten-zhang white jade ring ruler on Wu Luo's back.

The two monks on the side also came up with their own means, a gold seal, a small ding, each crashed into Wu Luo's body, Wu Luo spit out three mouthfuls of blood in a row, rushed to the three of them crookedly, grinned, and cruelly spit out three words: "Kill! kill!"

"Million People Slaughter" was born, condensed the last power of Wu Luo's blow, three blood-colored rays of light rolled up the three people, just one, the world's first killing charm was invincible, the three of them didn't even have time to scream, and they turned into a cloud of blood mist with a "poof", only a third of the way it exploded, and it was quickly swallowed by the "Million People Slaughter".

The monks who were chasing after them were startled when they saw Wu Luo being so ferocious, and no one dared to come up for a while, giving Wu Luo enough time to escape.

Guo Xiao could have arrived a long time ago, but because he wanted to borrow Wu Luo's hand to get rid of Luan Shot, he deliberately dragged his feet, and the last one arrived. As a result, Wu Luo ran away, and he was so angry that he reprimanded: "Idiot, it was a return to the light just now, this kid can't send such an attack anymore, don't chase it quickly!"

The cultivators woke up like a dream, secretly annoyed that they had missed the opportunity, and hurriedly chased after them.

Wu Luo knew that he couldn't run far, and he didn't plan to run far. He identified the direction and fled towards Zhou Qingbing's manor that the eunuch had said before.

It didn't take long for a royal village to appear in front of him. Wu Luo didn't care about what he was hiding at this time, and the powerful Yuan Soul swept away, and sure enough, he found a trace of familiar aura.

With the last of his strength, he sprinted across the flying sampan.

"Boom!"

The flying sampan crashed through the roof of a large hall, and the beams and broken tiles fell together. There was a cry of surprise from the maids all around, and Wu Luo rolled over and rolled off the flying sampan, just in time to see Zhou Qingbing's surprised eyes. He grinned: "Sister-in-law......" was relieved and completely fainted.

...... What I want to wake up to most is my sense of smell. There is a strong smell of medicine in the nostrils, but it is not annoying, but there is a feeling that the more this medicine is inhaled, the more comfortable it is in the body.

Wu Luo felt that his eyelids were heavy, and he tried several times but still failed to open his eyes, but wasted his physical strength, making him fall asleep once groggily.

The second time I woke up, my body was much better.

Smelling the familiar smell of medicine, he slowly opened his eyes.

It was a quaint room, and around the bed where I slept there were eight huge iron pots, and there was a fire burning under the iron pots, and the pots were boiling and bubbling.

That's where the smell of medicine comes from.

Not far from his bed, Zhou Qingbing sat cross-legged on a futon, and a thick white qi emanated from each of the seven orifices, converging on top of her head, turning into a three-clawed true dragon, and constantly wandering around her body.

Wu Luo moved, Zhou Qingbing's ears moved, and he opened his eyes.

(To be continued)