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In the Wanbao Pavilion, a small building with strong qi and blood flowing like a stream, there is a strong man in the center, guarding the treasures that will be placed at auction in the future, including top-grade treasure soldiers, pills that extend their life for five years, various rare treasures of heaven and earth, good outdoor secrets, and a black hand bone placed in a jade box.

This strong man looked in his early forties, but he was a little bit aging. He wore a scarf, his eyes closed, and his spirit covered the circle.

There are masters hiding in the four corners of the building and in every dark place, forming a double defense of light and darkness with the forbidden method flowing with light.

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew, and the strong man wearing a scarf moved his heart and opened his eyes.

He subconsciously looked out the window and saw the bright moon hanging high in the air, the silver light was clear and cold, as cool as autumn water, and the dreamy and puzzling.

At this moment, Leng Yue instantly turned blood red, strange and ferocious!

The blood moon just appeared and the mist was everywhere. The whole building was quickly wrapped in it, like a fishing boat carrying a sinking floating in the storm.

Wow!

The shrill screams sounded, making people creepy. Even the top master felt cold in his body, like falling into an ice cave, and there were waves of itching deep in his skin.

Before he could react, he heard shrill screams in his ears. The guards hiding in the dark and four corners stumbled out one after another. A thin layer of red hair grew on the surface of his body, and his eyes were empty, like ancient corpses.

Crack, the illusory sound was heard, and the top master wearing a scarf discovered that a right hand, about an inch long red hair, penetrated the forbidden method and reached into the small building.

The blood moon appears, all the corpses appear, the red-haired ancient zombie? The thousand-year-old corpse king?

This top master is quite old and has rich experience. In just a moment, he realized that the coming monster is definitely not something he can compete with. If he shows off his strength, he will tell him tonight that he must escape, but he can only escape!

As soon as the thought came to his mind, he turned around and flew to the back of the building, trying to escape from the opposite direction.

With a puff, his body stiffened in the air and his head lowered. He saw a hand on his chest, one with no rotten skin, rosy muscles but a little over a tiny long red hair.

Its speed was actually so fast? This top master saw the ancient zombie holding a heart that was still beating vigorously, and felt life gushing out with the blood. The soul was soaked in the cold air, his mind gradually became confused, and his vision began to darken.

Tick, blood fell on the floor, and the nine-foot-high Red-haired Corpse King held the top master in front of him, opened his mouth, bit his four fangs, tear him up and swallowed him, and feasted.

The corpse king was dressed in tattered clothes, with red hair all over his body. It was surrounded by a faint black mist, with a foul smell but no signs of festering.

When it was chewing blood and eating wildly, a cloud floated in the air outside the building, and a weak scholar stood on it, dressed in men's clothes, with big eyebrows and big eyes, bright and bright, just like Jiang Zhiwei.

She held the Baihong Guanri Sword in her left hand, and her eyes were filled with emotion. The sword heart was open to the sky, and she was calmly watching the changes in the small building.

The Corpse King's eyes were green, and the corners of his mouth and lips were covered with blood. In just a few breaths, it ate a top master. Behind it was a skinny man wearing a white pointed hat, who looked like a zombie than the Corpse King. He held a corpse-driven stick and a soul-driving bell in his hand. He looked at Xiaolou and looked at the sect leader, looking for the items ordered by the sect leader.

There! He saw the dark hand bone in the jade box and felt its light flowing in a distance and responded to his own Dharma.

When the sect’s treasure emerged, he had already taken the jade box.

Suddenly, a trained sword light pierced through the top of the building and slashed the disciple of the Life and Death Impermanence Sect, as if he was intentionally intentional.

The powerful momentum, spirit and sword intent perfectly merged. Before the sword light arrived, the disciples of the Impermanent Sect of Life and Death seemed to have fallen into the abyss of Ten Thousand Swords. The body and soul were cut inch by inch, and the pain was extremely painful. The indescribable fear made him stunned. He watched the sword light stab at his eyebrows, and the past in his mind repeated itself, as slow as the leisure in the afternoon.

In the nightmare, a fist appeared in his sight, and the fist covered with red hair hit the sword light straight.

when!

The sword light disintegrated, and a figure appeared. After a few steps, it was Jiang Zhiwei, who was intertwined with brightness and heroic spirit. Her right hand trembled slightly, and the long sword trembled slightly, and the sound continued. The corpse king's fist was not damaged at all, with only a little white seal, which was actually harder than the top treasure soldier!

Hey, the body of the corpse king who was still refined after death is no less than that of the masters who practiced physical hard skills at the same level! The disciples of the Impermanent Sect of Life and Death came to their senses and grabbed the black hand bones again, and at the same time "ordered" the corpse king to tear the enemy in front of them. She almost killed herself just now, and she could not forgive her for being a peerless beauty.

The Corpse King moved forward, his speed seemed to be able to break through the constraints of Dari, and instantly flashed in front of Jiang Zhiwei, and punched him out with a fancy punch.

Jiang Zhi was not afraid or afraid, and the long sword slashed in obliquely. The sword light was divided into two, two into four, four into eight, and turned into hundreds or thousands of sword lights that were not divided into strength and weakness. Every four, seven, and nine sword lights were connected to form a sword formation, layer by layer, as if the rivers and lakes were rushing, and the clear light surging, wrapping the corpse king's punch.

When! The continuous sound of gold and iron clashing sounded, almost indiscriminately, and formed a ray of sword light collapsed again, and sword marks several feet deep appeared around it. The small building was cut into pieces by the aftermath, and the jade box was as follows, leaving only the black hand bones moving with the wind, which failed to make the disciples of the Impermanent Sect of Life and Death come true.

Jiang Zhiwei was repelled again, and his right hand trembled obviously, as if the aftermath had not yet disappeared. The corpse king was approaching again and punched him.

Dangdangdang! Jiang Zhiwei used "breaking the future", "Taishang Wuru", "Three Questions to Kill the Way", and used most of the nine killing moves of the "Taishang Sword Sutra", but they could not help the Red-haired Corpse King. All changes and all the sword light fell apart under one punch, and the whole person flew back a few steps. Later, the tiger's mouth in his right hand collapsed and he could no longer hold the sword.

If the new corpse king had not had low intelligence and had the change all depended on instinct, and had the power in front of him without the corresponding realm and the skill of exerting all his strength, if Jiang Zhiwei had not made some hard work on the left-hand sword and changed hands in time, it would have been said that the sword would have hurt people long ago.

"Okay! Kill her, kill her!" The disciples of the Life and Death Impermanence Sect's eyes showed burning heat.

The aftermath of the fight made the dark hand bones swell everywhere. He wanted to protect himself first, but he had not succeeded yet.

At this moment, he heard a light sound, and a sword light had already pierced into the red-haired corpse king's right fist!

Although the sword light retreated at once, the wound was still hideous, revealing the red blood and black tendons inside!

How is it possible? She could actually pierce the body of the corpse king? The disciples of the Life and Death Impermanence Sect were shocked and immediately understood that after a fight, each of her swords seemed to have been repelled, but in fact they had hit the same place, stacked again and again, and finally stabbed in!

Even though she was at a very disadvantage, she was not at all confused and created an opportunity to turn defeat into victory.

Jiang Zhiwei's body movements changed, so he bypassed the corpse king and grabbed the black hand bone.

Time erodes, water drops through the stone. These are not the nine killer moves just now, but the embodiment of one's own swordsmanship!

After being shocked, this disciple of the Life and Death Impermanence Sect woke up. Now is not the time to show off his anger. The Corpse King may not be able to kill the other party in a short period of time, and it seems that he was injured by the other party. There are many variables. The most important thing at the moment is to take away the black hand bones and return to the sect to report!

Instead of snatching the black hand bones, he took a step back. He roared the bell and screamed sharply.

The Red-haired Corpse King suddenly made a sound of Johe, and he stepped back and arrived first, hit Jiang Zhiwei's sword light, knocking her out, and smashing the sword light into pieces.

However, it did not pursue, and rushed to the dark bones of the hand and held it in its palm. Then it rushed out of the collapsed building, grabbed the disciples of the Impermanence of Life and Death and Escaped into the ground.

At this time, many powerful people in the state city had already arrived after hearing the news, and they were one step later. When the formation was opened, things were not so easy.

Jiang Zhiwei's hands were controlled by trembling unknownly, and blood was flowing out of the tiger's mouth, but she looked happy and had a reminiscence about the battle just now.

Looking at the ground from afar, she did not chase after her. She retreated into the darkness and disappeared in Wanbao Pavilion.

On a tall building near Wanbao Pavilion, a elegant scholar with wide robes and big sleeves stood quietly beside the railing, smiling at the corner of his mouth, leisurely admiring everything that happened before. He had a wooden hairpin and a handsome face like a god. He was the "magic master" Han Guang!

"Interesting, interesting." He whispered, and his figure suddenly disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

There are several quiet mountains near Longtai, Jiangdong. It is said that in the late ancient times, the Emperor of Humanity moved to suppress the flood here.

In a valley in the mountains, a red-haired zombie emerged from the ground, carrying skinny disciples and dark hand bones.

"I almost missed." The disciple took the black hand bones and looked around, feeling a sense of cherishing it again.

If he got it easily, he might not care so much, but after Jiang Zhiwei disrupted the situation, he felt that this thing had come through hardships and was quite difficult, so he naturally didn't pay much attention to other things.

He held the black hand bone, the red-haired corpse king, and walked back and forth in the valley with strange steps, and a strange scene appeared.

Originally, the grass and trees here were flourishing, but as the disciples of the Impermanence of Life and Death were suddenly withered, as fast as if a layer of curtain was opened, revealing what was underneath.

The plants and trees have withered and grown again, and after seven years of spring and autumn, ancient tombs appeared in front of you, and there were no more mountains, plants and trees around, only white bones.

The ancient tomb was filled with blood and yellow water, as if it was not in this world. A disciple of the Impermanent Sect of Life and Death burned a talisman to report that he had succeeded.

A powerful and cold thought came out and swept around. The disciple knew that this was to guard against someone to follow him, so as not to be attached to him by a master.

After repeated inspections, the bloody and yellow water waves slowly cracked a gap.

Just as this disciple of the Impermanence of Life and Death Sect was about to enter, the dark hand bone in his palm suddenly moved, turning into an orange-yellow fire, slashing towards the crack.

Boom!

The blade was heavy, and the flames spread rapidly, burning bloody mist, delaying its closure.

Meng Qi showed up, holding a sword-shaped token in his hand.
Chapter completed!