In front of the collapse of half of the eaves, the darkness in the distance sounded rustling branches and leaves. With a slight swaying, it suddenly brushed away in one direction.

The surrounding forests were swaying randomly, and the birds were flying in shock, flapping their wings and flying away in the forest.

At this moment, the swaying branches and leaves withered and curled, and a figure dragged the black air, and the thin legs moved wildly and rushed into the forest.

"Uh...huh...hoho...hohoho..."

The moment he roared, the running figure turned around and almost instinctively raised his hand to block it. Something came over. The light blue magic light lit up. In the sound of a black iron, he rushed forward, lifted up a series of fallen leaves and rolled around for a few times, got up and continued running wildly, passed through the woods, and quickly walked to a gentle slope ahead.

A loud bang on the ground cracked, and a piece of earth and rock protruded out, pressing against Chen Fu's feet, throwing his whole body high into the air. Between the rotating field of vision, a figure in the distance was carrying his hands, and in a flash, it was more than ten feet closer. The color of flames seemed to rise from behind.

In the night sky, a bird's song sounded fiercely.

Trench—

The fiery red color hit the churning figure in the air, the black smoke fell down, mixed with burning flames, smashing the mountain, splashing a piece of smoke and dust, and stone chips flew.

Amid the loud sound of rocks accompanied by the fierce sound, halfway up the mountain, there was a broken temple with a fire light, and someone shouted: "Mom, wait for me here!"

He rushed into the forest with a magic sword, jumped up, and kicked up his feet, and the nearby tree trembled. Chen Jing used his strength to jump to the branch, and while he was moving, another big tree flew down.

Standing on the thick branches, looking into the darkness in the distance, the rumbling echoes of rocks creeping, and the flash of fire from somewhere flashed by.

"Someone fights here?"

Chen Jing jumped off the tree cage and ran up a gentle slope. The scenery in the dark became clearer and clearer. In his eyes, the trees were tilted and tilted on the towering cliff walls. A large section of the mountain wall sank into a large piece of the peeling rock fragments. There were burning black marks in the sunken pit, and a person's outline could be seen vaguely in the middle.

"So miserable...well? It seems that it's not a human..."

In the sunken mountain wall, Chen Jing could not feel the breath of human beings. Even a person who was practicing Taoism could not even be able to detect magic power, and he was so desperate that he was trapped inside.

"Then...where are the fellows here who are destroying demons?"

He turned his head and looked around, and his eyes swept across the cliffs and forests suddenly stopped. He looked at a mountain wall not far away on the big rock outside. A figure with a golden sword stood there, as if he noticed Chen Jing's gaze, and slowly turned his face, his eyes were like lightning, and there was a faint blue light in his eyes.

"He...is Mr. Lu?"

On the large rocks in the distance, Lu Liangsheng lost one hand and gently pressed the buzzing Xuanyuan Sword with his other hand. When the wind blew, a circle of white velvet gently stroked the collar of the Qilin cloak, retracted his gaze and looked indifferently at the sunken steep wall in front of him.

"The aura of demon stars... come out for me!"

The arm behind him waved to one side, and the squirting sound of Yin and Yang's wide sleeves, and a loud bang in the pit, a section of rock protruded, pushing the corpse demon embedded in it outside, rolling on the ground for a few rounds, Chen Fu slowly got up, raised his face and roared to the opposite side.

Bang-

He slapped him in the face, staggeringly and almost fell to the side.

Several feet apart, Lu Liangsheng lowered his hand, and the shadows waving his arms behind him dissipated. He turned his hand against the hilt of the sword, holding the Xuanyuan sword and descending to the ground lightly.

The wind blew across the foothills, and the scholar wearing a black qilin bulb was swaying and trembling sword. He walked quietly, looking at the corpse monster on the opposite side without fear of pain, raised his empty hand, and the moment when the roar fell, four-horned cow head was exposed behind him, and the scarlet and giant phantom waved his thick arm claws almost at the same time.

Bang!

The corpse monster who had just straightened his waist was smashed to the ground, sinking into the soil for more than half an inch. The phantom's arms swept away without resting. A tree with a thigh-thickness on the edge of the cliff was directly slapped. Chen Fu was harsh in a 'bang' sound, and rushed out in a lying position, pushing out a thick layer of soil, like a fish swimming through a lotus leaf, grabbing Lu Liangsheng's feet.

Dangdang two sounds.

The phantom of the turtle pattern flashed, blocking the grabbed dead claws, Lu Liangsheng kicked the corpse monster, lying on the ground and tearing it into the air, and held up his other hand from the air, the huge phantom flashed through the darkness, raised his horn high and pushed upwards, the sound of the impact of gold and iron mixed with sparks flashed, the corpse monster flipped in the air and hit the mountain wall, bounced back and fell for the moment-

Lu Liangsheng arrived in an instant, and the Xuanyuan Sword slashed down.

Puff! The falling figure flew two or three feet away, dragging the gravels on the ground and rolling towards the edge of the cliff. When they stopped, they were lying on the ground, and their thin backs teared open a sword mouth. Under the pressure of the golden sword energy, a stream of black air drifted out from the inside and out.

When the young man hiding in the shadow of the grass and trees saw the corpse monster lying not far away, his eyes suddenly tightened and his lips trembled.

“Master…Master…”

On the other side, the figure lying on the ground moved slightly. Hearing a familiar sound, his white and scattered bun slowly raised up, and he could feel the figure hiding in the shadow on the other side. His dry bone-like face finally had a different expression.

The confusion and madness of my thoughts gradually became a little clear-headed, and my dry lips were slightly opened.

"Jing'er..."

Behind him, footsteps came, Chen Fu roared, his empty eyes were red, and he stood up straight from the ground, turning to face the black-robed scholar who was walking, like a disciple hiding behind him, and his whole body was filled with corpse energy and spreading around him.

"roar!"

He roared in a low voice, waved his arms, grabbed forward, and the corpse energy gathered to sweep towards the opposite side. Lu Liangsheng, who was coming, stretched out his wide sleeves, pinched his slender fingers to create a magic trick, and a white cold air appeared all over his body.

Frost, wind and dew fall!

The temperature around suddenly dropped, and the rolled corpse gas gradually stopped when it was cold, and the wet and cold water vapor turned into grains of black nectar that were hard to see in the naked eye and fell to the ground, forming a pool of accumulated water.

Hoho...

Chen Fu could not feel the corpse air floating away. Knowing that it had been cracked, he suddenly opened his mouth, leaned back, and took a breath.

Instantly.

The grass and forests on the mountainside were blowing in his direction, and a stream of blood boiled as if it was about to overflow from Lu Liangsheng's body. However, the scholar on the opposite side brushed away with one cuff, and the same suction force rolled up. The gust of wind whistled, covering the fishy wind, and pulled Chen Fu toward this side.

"Don't treat people as human beings...you want to kill the emperor and do it yourself!"

Lu Liangsheng grabbed the corpse monster with one hand. In his angry words, his magic power pressed Chen Fu's head from the air, bent his five fingers, and pulled it backwards.

The corpse demon struggled violently, and a red aura was pulled out, and the body emitting black air was also sucked into Qiankun's sleeves.

The cold moonlight shines.

Lu Liangsheng stood in a silver light, flicked his sleeve and closed the corpse monster, held the red breath in his other hand, and curled his five fingers, ignited the fire of disaster and burned it clean.

In the huge city in the distance, countless zombies roaring at the Taoist temple seemed to have broken the line and fell one after another.
Chapter completed!