The heavens start from the eight parts of Tianlong

At the center of the Guxu Formation, the pale figure sat cross-legged, concentrating on sensing everything in the formation.

It was discovered that both the two killers of Anhe and the righteous talents were tightly entangled by the strangers under him. The only one was firmly heading towards the center of the formation.

"Eh? Is that the sword master of the Wuyou Sword? She seemed to have used Qingcheng Mountain's unique swordsmanship, Immeasurable Sword Technique. Could it be that her identity is..." The pale figure obviously had his own guess.

But so what, he knew very well how powerful and terrifying his master was, so what could he do in front of his master, the one from Qingcheng Mountain?
"These people are rare materials for 'living dead strangers'. If we can succeed in a few more cases, it will be of great benefit to the Lord's great cause." The pale figure thought to himself.

"Sure enough, there are capable people behind the dark river!" At this moment, a figure holding a Wuyue spear silently arrived at the core of the Guxu Formation.

The pale figure turned around, his pupils suddenly shrank and said, "It's you, Sikong Changfeng!"

"Sure enough, senior brother is right. With this design, I didn't expect to catch a big fish like you!" The person who came was none other than Sikong Changfeng, who claimed to have rushed back to Xueyue City in advance.

"Mr. Baili Dong? What happened back then really aroused his suspicion." The pale figure stood up and said, "But I am also very curious about how you found the formation eye."

"I am so familiar with the Guxu Formation." Sikong Changfeng continued: "I really can't forget it even if I want to!"

"In this case, I can only...kill you!" The pale figure let out a scream, which shook the surrounding areas. Countless passing birds died violently. It was obvious that he had performed an extremely terrifying magic technique.

"Soul-inducing demonic sound?" Sikong Changfeng Lingran was not afraid. He shook his spear and vibrated with the surrounding air, emitting the sound of a dragon's roar, which canceled out the demonic sound of the pale figure.

"Shh!"

At the same time, like a ghost, the pale figure rushed in front of Sikong Changfeng, waved his hand, and turned into black light all over the sky, apparently containing countless poisons.

"The Palm of Ten Thousand Poisons?" Sikong Changfeng immediately recognized the secret skill of this demon sect. This martial art, like the soul-stirring demonic sound, is a secret that has not been passed down from the heavens. This white-haired mysterious man is also Where did you learn it?

"Buzz!"

Sikong Changfeng was thinking a lot, but it didn't affect him at all when he took action against the pale figure. The gun shadow transformed into thousands, and the black light enveloped the world in front of him. This was "a prairie fire with a hundred strikes"!
The palm wind and the gun shadow collided in mid-air, and the poisonous technique performed by the pale figure failed to advance even half an inch.

Seeing this, Sikong Changfeng chuckled, thrust his spear forward, and turned into a flaming bird. Wherever it passed, the black light that evolved from poisonous gas was swept away.

"Pick me up - a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix!" Sikong Changfeng showed off his secret skills of marksmanship as he came up, but Sikong Changfeng didn't give the pale figure any chance to breathe.

"Chirp!"

At this moment, Sikong Changfeng's spear skills condensed and transformed into a phoenix bird with outstretched wings and tassels of flames. It circled in the sky, destroyed the opponent's poisonous palm magic, and then attacked again!
The pale figure made several moves and turned into a black energy shield in front of him, but was still penetrated by the flame phoenix. Half of his body exploded, revealing his true appearance covered by a white cloth.

Looking at the old man with a stooped figure and a pale face opposite him, Sikong Changfeng seemed to have remembered something and asked tentatively: "Are you Master Yeya?"

The ghost doctor Ye Crow was originally one of the three heroes of Yaowang Valley. In terms of medical skills, he was as famous as his senior brother Xin Baicao and his senior sister Bian Suchen.

Unfortunately, after the death of his beloved wife, this man was greatly stimulated and fell into the ghost realm. He began to study medical techniques that could reverse life and death, and even tested medicine on living people. In the end, Xin Baicao drove him out of the Medicine King Valley.

Sikong Changfeng was a student of Xin Baicao and had a relationship with this uncle.

"Senior nephew Sikong, I haven't seen him for many years." Ye Ya looked at Sikong Changfeng coldly and said.Just as the two of them were talking, countless black sludge poured out from Night Crow's broken wound, and it didn't take long to patch up half of Night Crow's body.

"It seems that Master was wrong when he expelled you from the Medicine King Valley. I didn't expect that you actually researched the art of Medicine Man and used it on yourself." Sikong Changfeng said with a livid face.

"Hehe! This is not a medicine technique, but an alien technique of the Lord. If you have obtained this technique, you will be able to see for a long time and become immortal. It is not a lie!" Ye Yao said with scarlet eyes and an enthusiastic expression.

"Lord? It seems that there is a master behind you. Is he the leader of 'Hades'?" Sikong Changfeng said.

"You also know Hades, and it seems that I can't keep you here today!"

After Night Crow finished speaking, he seemed to have cast some kind of secret technique, and his body suddenly swelled into a terrifying monster one foot tall. There were even blood vessels clearly visible on the surface of the body, and he turned into a...monster!

"You want to keep me? Just because of your half-step fugue state and the Guxu Formation behind you?" Sikong Changfeng said calmly.

"Sikong Changfeng, don't be arrogant, my current power is still higher than yours!" The red light in Ye Crow's eyes suddenly became clear, and even the bloodshot eyes were clearly visible.

His figure suddenly flashed, leaving terrifying spider web-like cracks under his feet, and then disappeared into the mist of the Guxu Formation.

When he reappeared, he was already behind Sikong Changfeng, fisting with both hands, and struck hard at Sikong Changfeng's head.

"Ding!"

The tip of Sikong Changfeng's spear accurately hit Ye Crow's fist. Ye Crow did not retreat but advanced. That incredible body actually bent the body of the Wuyue Spear, forcing Sikong Changfeng to retreat continuously. Count steps.

"Isn't it a hard qigong like the Golden Bell Shield, but just relying on the mutated body, you can take over my Black Moon Spear?" Sikong Changfeng analyzed while retreating.

Night Crow attacked again, and while punching continuously, he kept shouting arrogantly: "Sikong Changfeng, I am already immortal. No matter how strong you are, when your true energy is exhausted, you will die." hour!"

"Really? Uncle Yeya, please accept my move - Qian Luo!" Sikong Changfeng said with a gleam in his eyes: "Speaking of which, I haven't used this move in 15 years."

Fifteen years ago, the Demon Sect deployed the Thousand Miles of Solitary Formation. Zhao Yuzhen's Xuanyang Lihuo Formation forcibly broke through the formation. The formation's eye and the ten elders of the Demon Sect who were left behind at the time were also eliminated by Sikong Changfeng.

It is said that Sikong Changfeng used an amazing spear skill at that time, establishing his reputation as the Spear Immortal.

And the name of that shot is Qian Luo!
"Spike!" Sikong Changfeng suddenly shot the Wuyue Spear into the air and controlled it with invisible energy.

"Qianluo!" With a slight roar, one, two, three... endless powerful ones fell from the sky.

At this moment, a total of 99 spears fell like meteors, and the first nine shots caused Ye Ya's body to shatter again.

The first 99 shots directly destroyed the lonely formation formed by Ye Yabu!

By the 999th shot, Night Crow's alien body, which was constantly undergoing rebirth and destruction, was almost cut into countless pieces, and it was almost impossible to find a good piece of meat!
Even so, Night Crow didn't seem to be completely dead, and the deformed flesh was still slowly recovering.

"Die!" Sikong Changfeng fired his last shot, with peerless spear power like a fire phoenix setting a prairie fire, completely destroying the ghost doctor Ye Crow, who had a terrifying physical body that was half a step into the realm of fugue, and turned him into ashes! (End of chapter)