Jiuzun asked

There was silence in the eyes of the high priest, and he glanced at Xiao Wendao and the three of them, but he bit "life and death" quite hard.

"The battle of life and death." Xiao Wen asked in a deep voice.

"This world of white witches is not comparable to the outside world. The spiritual power and vitality you have cultivated are all useless power, you know." The high priest shouted, but there was a startled glance in his eyes.

"En." Xiao Wen nodded lightly.

The high priest looked narrowly at Xiao and asked, but he didn't know how this young Taoist could rely on to calm down so much.

"Bai Ye, Qihuntian Dojo." The high priest called out, pointing the stick at the sky.

I saw that above the sky, there was a silver-white furnace cauldron, engraved on the cauldron with four big characters of the Wu tribe "空缘朝天".

"This cauldron is an ancient immortal object, and it is the place for fighting and fighting." The high priest bowed his head and sat aside without saying a word.

The leader named "Bai Ye" held a blunt knife in front of him and called out: "Li Mang... go to battle."

"call."

I saw that man, one foot tall, holding two huge hammers, the flames on the hammers flowed, and there was a red light in his eyes.

Li Mang's eyes were full of murderous intent, and his arms were covered with muscles of rock. When he looked up to the sky, he didn't even look at Xiao Wendao.

"Come in." Bai Ye called out.

On the Hun Tian Ding, there was a purple glow, and the two of them rose into the sky.

"Misty and muddy sky." Xiao Wendao pondered, glancing at his surroundings.

As far as the eye can see, there are vast mountains and forests, mountains and rocks are suspended, and clouds are floating under the feet.

"Huh." Li Mang held his double hammers and struck towards Xiao Wendao.

Break through the air and move, the sound enters the ears.

There was a roaring sound in Xiao Wenwen's ears, and a sense of dizziness, rushing straight into the sea of ​​souls.

Thinking about it, quenching gold formula.

As soon as he thought about it, he thought of a quick battle. If he hadn't hidden the technique of "Nine Masters", Xiao Wendao would have been terrified.

There was an inch of light in the palm of his hand, his figure moved suddenly, and he grasped the double hammers.

The corner of Li Mang's mouth curled into a sinister smile, which was quite creepy.

After all, the tactic of hardening gold is not the way of mortal cultivation.

As soon as the golden light moved, the double hammers in Li Mang's hands turned into molten iron and dripped down at his feet.

"Roar."

When Li Mang roared to the sky, even in this place where the sky is muddy, the sky and the earth trembled, and the floating clouds trembled.

He held his Qiumang arms, and slapped Xiao Wendao's forehead with a frightening aura.

"Star shifting technique." Xiao Wenwen moved his body, which is the star shifting technique practiced by the demons.

"It's just brute force, and I want to beat me."

Wen asked the sword to come out, one vertical and one horizontal.

From top to bottom, Li Mang was cut in two and lay in a pool of blood.

Xiao Wenwen knew that the high priest was looking at him from outside the Heavenly Cauldron, so he raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Now, it is the world of immortality, and it is also my world."

One moment and one sword is one sword in King's Landing.

Junlin Sword Dao is not driven by "vital energy", but cultivated with soul thoughts.

This is the unity of soul and soul, a sword that dominates the world.

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The mountain shadow is lonely, and afterimages come out.

"Below, Faint Fox."

Xiao Wen asked that the person half a zhang in front of him had an evil aura all over his body.

He was wearing a black robe, but there were layers of black mist all over his body, even his face could not be seen clearly, and there was nothing in his hands.

Suddenly, in the black robe, there was a gleam of light, like an evil spirit.

"Hooking the soul." The faint fox moved, and a cloud of black smoke came out from the sleeve of the robe.

The black smoke turned into a black crow and came towards Xiao Wendao's face, but it seemed to be frightening.

Xiao Wendao held his Wendao sword, the tip of the sword was stained with a trace of Lihuo, he rose and fell with one strike.

A black crow turned into nothingness.

In a breath, Xiao Wendao felt his heart suffocate, his blood congealed, and his mind was confused.

"poison."

As soon as Xiao asked about his pulse, he knew in his heart that this was a sign of poisoning, and the Wen Wen sword in his hand was panicked and he was quite embarrassed.

Hunhu stood where he was, looked at Xiao Wendao without moving, and waited and watched calmly.

"In the name of fox, it's really cunning." Xiao Wendao pondered in his heart, and dropped Wen Wendao's sword from his hand.

As soon as it fell with a bang, the sound of Jin Ming falling to the ground was quite ear-piercing.

And that faint fox was still standing by, just half a foot away, but the black mist around him had faded a bit.

In an instant, he moved his toes and looked down at Xiao Wendao.

"So cautious." Xiao Wendao murmured in his heart, and the poisonous gas in his body moved along the meridian, and it was only an inch away from the meridian.

Xiao Wenwen's face darkened, his whole body was shrouded in a poisonous mist, and his pupils were full of death.

"Hey···."

The corner of Wuhu's mouth was grinning treacherously, and a white bone sword was exposed from his sleeve, the tip of which was stained a little red.

"After a thousand years, you are able to drink human blood again." The faint fox spoke hoarsely, as if he was not very talkative.

The white bone sword pierced Xiao Wendao's eyebrows, and if he penetrated even a little bit, he would be able to drink human blood.

"Your sword...is too weak."

In an instant, Xiao Wendao opened his eyes, and Wen Wendao's sword had already pierced through his abdomen, and the blood glow on the tip of the sword was terribly red.

He took out a "Spiritual Blood Pill" from his bosom, swallowed it, and forced the poisonous gas in the meridians out of his body.

"The poison of the snowfly... is too common." Xiao Wendao called out and drew out the Wendao sword.

The black mist around the faint fox dissipated, and under the black robe, there was a skinny man with a half-inch "worm" lying on his heart.

The worm is completely transparent, even the blood vessels can be seen clearly, and the meridians are all transparent.

Suddenly, the little fox jumped down empty-handedly, and swallowed the worm in the fox's heart.

Xiao Wen asked that the aura in the Yuan Mansion had been exhausted, that is, the soul power, and only [-]% of the aura was left.

He held his breath quietly, and his eyes moved.

In an instant, in the Huntian cauldron, there was a glow of red flames, and there was a spiritual thing in the glow.

The aura of fire made Xiao Wendao's heart tremble, and he already had some calculations in his heart.

"Fire Dragonfly."

I saw that in the mass of red flames was an ordinary fire dragonfly with wisdom in its eyes.

In an instant, the fire dragonfly turned into a fire butterfly, and then into a sparrow.

In a breath, that one grain of fire evolved into all things, strange and inexplicable.

Xiao Wenwen once knew in the "Changsheng Realm" dao book that there is a technique of transformation hidden in the Changsheng Immortal Realm.

It is called "Tiangang's Change", and there are as many as 36 changes.

"My servant, Taoist Yuanshi."

With a single word out of thin air, I saw that flame turned into a figure, and his eyes moved lightly.

Xiao Wenwen looked at the person in front of him, his appearance and figure were almost the same as his, he seemed to be a twin brother.

Dressed in blood, a pair of pale eyes, a sword of asking questions, and a murderous intent.

"You are a cultivator." Xiao asked.

"En." Yuanshi Daoist responded.

"Then why are you in the land of the White Witch?" Xiao Wen asked quietly.

"Leave your last words." Taoist Yuanshi's eyes moved, unwilling to entangle.

I saw that the Yuanshi Taoist was holding the "Dao Wen Sword", and with the aura of the sword light, he slashed vertically and horizontally, and it was a sword of King's Landing.

"You..." Xiao Wen asked with suffocation in his eyes.

"I...is you." Yuan Shi Taoist shouted, killing the sky.

The sword energy pierced through the air, and life and death have been judged.

"You...not me." Xiao Wen raised his sword and pointed, the blood was all over the nine heavens.