Two chapters in a row, don't miss the previous chapter ^_^-

The little corpse fairy was in front and Bee Qiao was behind, sniping the lance demon one after another, Su Jing had already breathed back, and when Bee Qiao landed, he had barely gotten up, and wanted to reach out to pick her up, but Su Jing's blood veins seemed to be mixed with countless fine iron slag, and with a little force, he was in great pain, and his movements were very slow, and he couldn't catch it.

Bee Qiao fell to the ground, the woman was actually laughing, no matter whose talisman it was, it was she who defeated the lance demon and saved the person who didn't listen.

The lance demon was no longer a problem, Su Jing urged him to change his mind and work hard to practice the Fa, first putting all his companions into the cave or ghost robe. The little corpse fairy and the ghost robe were in harmony with each other, and she was still alive and dying, while the bee qiao entered the black stone cave, her breath was weak but her eyes were bright, and she didn't say much.

After gathering his companions, Su Jing took out a long sword, and staggered towards the lance demon, thousands of feet ahead, a black light suddenly burst out on the ground.

As soon as the black light was released, a group of fierce ghosts appeared on the ground.

Su Jing knew their dress, there were Hades, there were heavenly teeth, no more, no less, a full twenty.

The twenty fierce ghosts raised their heads together, and the Great Hades King looked at Su Jing quietly, there was no joy or hatred in his eyes, and he looked at it for a moment, and suddenly the Great Hades King laughed, with a familiar voice, a humble tone, and a faint peace: "Su Jing Xiaoyou"

After four words, the Great Hades closed his voice, and the first day tooth interface beside him, the same voice and the same smile: "Are you okay?"

It's all too familiar with the voice, the voice of the Ink Giant Spirit Heavenly Principle. Through the tongue of Hades and the Heavenly Tooth. Su Jing couldn't help but be surprised, frowning and stopping: "Tianli? Aren't you dead yet?"

Another Hades King among the twenty fierce ghosts spoke, still in the voice of heavenly reason: "Dead." He's dead. Death is transparent, death is so soulless, no matter how high my cultivation is, I can't stop the formation backlash."

The fourth fierce demon screamed and continued: "But I am fighting with you outside the formation, and there is a True Spirit Town Guardian Formation left in the tower. I am the true Spirit. ”

With a soft sound, the sound of the long sword in his hand hitting the floor tiles, Su Jing stood unsteadily, and the sword was used as a crutch: "The tower is broken." The array was ruined. The body and soul are all lost, and a remnant spirit is still left to do something, let's go, let's go, let's go to the wind and smoke. ”

The fifth-headed ghost smiled. Laughing and shaking his head. Tianli said, "Yes." I can't leave if I don't want to, and I won't have to live if the battle is destroyed. ”

"But the Great Array was destroyed in an instant, and I did the last thing: the knife guard!" said the sixth-headed ghost. The twenty fierce ghosts have different appearances. The costumes are different, but they are the same voice, possessed and spoken by the remnants of the heavenly spirit.

"In the big array, there are twenty people under my command who are cultivating fierce ghosts, and I protect them!"

"One of the purposes of the Great Array's journey, to initiate the 'Fierce Gods', when the array is destroyed, they have already been empowered, and I have protected them!" Sitting on the ground, he looked at Su Jing with a cold gaze.

When the tower collapsed and the formation was destroyed, Tianli would definitely die as the master of the array, but the twenty fierce ghosts and the empowered gods of the auxiliary array could live, and they were rescued by the true spirits left in the formation by Tianli and sent into the void and returned to the world

The main culprit is ambushed, and the twenty fierce ghosts and more than 100 fierce gods in the tower are still there. Su Jing sighed in his heart, won or lost? Maybe he didn't win, but he didn't lose either.

It's not a loss, but it's dead. How could he not know the ability to kill the Hades King, the Heavenly Tooth, and the fierce god.

There are more than 20 fierce ghosts and more than 100 fierce gods, and in the kung fu they speak, the figures that have infiltrated the rolling evil qi of the yang world flashed and the fierce generals in the yin soldiers who controlled the people, the royal family who were sent to the underworld to help before, and the yang height people who were sent to the underworld to help, these people are not as fierce as Su Jing, but their cultivation is by no means bad, and they have carried the wind in the underworld, and just like Su Jing's previous experience, they have returned to this half-yin and non-yang world one after another.

"I'm just a wisp of remnants, and I should have dispersed after doing this last thing, but I have a few words to make clear to you, so I survived, and I was worried that you would be beaten to death by Mr. Lance, and you didn't die, very good, very good. ”

The words of the 'Heavenly Principle' were said one after another from among the twenty evil ghosts: "I march in the formation to destroy the world, and to destroy the world to leave this world." ”

"You have done everything possible to obstruct me, and you have made a lot of trouble in the sun, but you have nothing more than claiming to be on the right path, and you want to protect the lowly creatures in your world. ”

"But do you know" Speaking of this, 'Tianli' suddenly laughed loudly: "In the end, the sky has collapsed and the earth has cracked, and this Qiankun is about to collapse, the seal of the two realms will disappear, and the passage will appear! Although I can't make it to death, there are still them! Under the command of Tianli, there are twenty fierce ghosts, one hundred and eight fierce gods, the royal family, and the netherworld fierce generals!"

'Tianli' is dead but the prestige lasts forever, and all the people present shouted: "My generation is here, and I will receive the immortal oracle." ”

"Go to the perfect world, bombard the city, bombard the mountain, bombard the sect, kill people when you see them, kill a sea of blood corpses with me, kill a bloody wind and rain!" The roar was hoarse and endlessly crazy.

"Receive the decree and kill! Blood Sea Corpse Tide Kill!" The six-eared killing macaxes roared one by one, excited and excited, full of anger and blood rushing to their hearts, the sound was mighty, running through the increasingly chaotic heaven and earth.

"Little thief Su Jing, cultivation is practice, leisure is leisure, refining qi refining body and refining life, wouldn't it be good to walk happily and uninhibitedly, you have to make a 'positive' word to trap yourself, what kind of 'positive' are you, what kind of 'positive' are you. ”

The remnants of the soul will disperse, the consciousness will begin to be confused, the words of 'Tianli' are gradually confused, some words do not reach the meaning, at this moment, the zenith of heaven suddenly came from the thunder roar, silver long slashed across the sky, the strong light pierced the eyes.

The ordinary thunder that is common on weekdays blooms like a pulse arc light is crooked, and the horizontal and vertical branches are uneven, but at this moment, the Zenith Divine Thunder Dao is straight and unique, this is not a thunder from the sky. On the contrary, these are thunderbolts that strike the sky, as if the sword is sharp, striking the sky one blow after another!

'Tianli''s laughter suddenly high-pitched and sharp: "Coming, coming, the road will be revealed, as I expected, the world will collapse and the seal will naturally disappear, before the world is destroyed, the road will appear first haha, earlier than I expected." Better!"

The last laugh. The last madness, the madness of laughter, the remnants of heaven and reason disappeared, and he died, but the people who did bad things for him were indispensable for the preservation of Middle-earth. So he died happily

An arrow burst into the sky. Emperor Hunting Yuan, the son of heaven, gave a message. The whistle of the blessed spell penetrated thousands of miles, and the Son of Heaven transferred troops.

As early as more than 200 years ago, the people of Yuren gathered all the cultivators of their clan in the imperial city. The vast majority of them did not receive regular jobs, and after entering Beijing, they concentrated on cultivation and were on call at any time. There are a large number of cultivators and a limited number of real top masters, but most of them have a solid foundation and excellent spells.

The distance between the capital and the main altar of the temple was only more than 100 miles, and there was an immediate response, and a large group of killers were called to get up and rush to converge, and the elite military horses stationed in the Beijing division were also drawn.

The cultivators gathered, the soldiers and horses gathered, and a steady stream of people returned from the underworld to kill the ghosts here, and all of a sudden, distorted heaven and earth revealed some red and fiery meaning.

On the other side, the lonely Su Jing.

The six-eared killing moax converged, converged, and converged again, too many people saw Su Jing, but they all smiled, and they were not in a hurry to step forward and kill, just let him see how the people were assembled. In the eyes of the killer, Su Jing has become a joke.

Su Jing raised his head and looked at the sky, the side of the sky where the divine thunder like a knife and an axe shook the sky, it was away from the mountain!

When the twenty fierce ghosts and one hundred and eight fierce gods led a large number of murderous gods to cross the line, it is unknown whether the disciples of the mountain could stop it.

Accumulating a little strength, Su Jing took a deep breath, and the fire wings behind him spread out, soaring upward.

The injury was really not light, flying staggeringly, and falling dangerously several times on the way, before flying a thousand feet and then flying high.

They are not afraid that the sugar man will escape, and he will not be able to run before the sky opens; even if the sky is opened, the 'path' is still in the sky, and those who can only fly thousands of feet are not qualified to escape at all.

In the sky, Su Jing barely hovered, swayed, stabilized, and shook again At this time, the Emperor Hunt Yuan raised his hand, pointed at Su Jing from afar, and laughed. The emperor snorted, and all the riders burst out laughing.

The laughter was loud.

Ignoring it, Su Jing put his hand in his satchel and held it in his hand. With the sword in his left hand, the index finger of his right hand is gently brushed over the blade. Death is certain, but at least, you can choose your own way of death, your fingers brushing the blade of the sword, and the long sword pointing diagonally at the ground.

How should I die? Holding the sword and dying in battle.

Do you want to go to the zenith, want to go to Middle-earth?

Jian Feng pointed to the ground and took a few breaths, Su Jing spoke: "Fighting alone, it's not what I'm good at"

Fighting alone, it's not what I'm good at, let's come up with three eyes and six ears! This is what Su Jing wanted to say, but before he could say it, he began to cough. Is it because I'm unstable or is the world unstable? Su Jing couldn't tell the difference. Zhenyuan's restless breath reversed, so that he couldn't even say a whole sentence, and even he couldn't tell if his cough was due to unlucky choking or injury.

He coughed himself up into a shrimp, and it wasn't until the sweet, almost congealed bloodstain in his throat was spat out, that his breath eased.

The laughter of the riders on the ground grew louder and louder, sounding like the tide of the sea.

Letting them laugh, Su Jing raised his breath again, and the already lowered sword blade was redone: "It's not my good at fighting alone."

"Get out of the way. ”

This time, Su Jing's words were still not finished, and suddenly a cold voice came from behind him. Then a hand grabbed the back of his neck. The feeling came from the back of the neck, the hand was delicate, and the fingertips were cold.

Su Jing was grabbed by the back of his neck by this hand, picked up, moved, and put down, and made way for him.

Uncle Lishan, half of the descendants of the Innocent Sage, Middle-earth, the Fourteenth King of the Netherworld, and the one who had eaten the bread made by the Yama Divine Monarch himself, was just moved aside like a chicken.

After that, Su Jing saw a light yellow skirt shadow gliding past him, the fluttering woman like a fairy. (To be continued......)