Outside the cave, Zhouxian was frantically burning all the talismans on his body. From a distance, he looked like a burning man.
He rushed towards the thousands of people with all his strength, but his ability to escape might be a little better, but how could his fighting skills compare to the direct disciples of the Ghost King Sect? No matter how hard he tried, he was still blocked three feet away by the pale white light.
"Lao Zhou, calm down."
Wan Wan also felt a little guilty on his face, but he touched the tiger talisman in his palm and felt the killing aura of the white tiger evil, cutting his palm like a sharp knife, and his expression returned to firmness.
"Calm down, mom! Damn it, you are the one who wants to take that tiger charm. If you kill my son, I will kill you!"
Zhouxian's eyes were red, and he seemed to be frantically trying to strike the body-protecting light that thousands of people were looking for over and over again in vain.
"Old Zhou!" Ten thousand people raised their voices, "It's not that I didn't save your son. The situation was urgent and I only had time to save you."
"What the hell, did I tell you that someone would die if you took that thing? Huh?" Zhou Yixian was full of swear words, pointing at thousands of people and yelling at them.
"Old Zhou, you don't understand me. The Holy Religion is a place where the strong prey on the weak. If I don't become strong enough to eat others, others will come to eat me. That Qiu Wangyu has already arrived at the door of my Ghost King Sect, and my master will soon
I won’t be able to withstand the pressure and will be subsumed by him.”
"This Qiu Wangyu is also a human being. He is also a human being. I can practice, but he can practice? He has to rely on internal strength. He can do hard work and surpass me?"
Suddenly, thousands of people opened their eyes, which surprised Zhang Xiaofan.
Thousands of people were the first to be alert, their hands shining with pale white light.
Human beings are just the strongest people in the world. People who practice spirituality can live for thousands of years, and they can also live up to the power of splitting mountains and seas. With magic weapons, they can even fly. Compared with the power that these non-human magic weapons can exert.
, simply too far apart.
Thousands of people are trying their best to activate the magic weapon to fly, but they can still shorten the distance a little.
I have never felt that way before, even when facing my master, the Ghost King, or even when facing Qiu Wangyu, who has been here several times. It is this kind of great feeling that can be resisted, just like facing the world.
"I have evil spirits entering my body. You can carry me around for a while to rejuvenate my blood vessels before I can get treatment."
"Dad." Zhou Yixian trembled, and with all his strength, he could only make a loud voice, "Dad, yes, you are ready. You can give our Zhou family... a new one. You always... have another one."
.”
"Walk."
Zhang Xiaofan was startled and hurriedly chased after him.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, he is wrong. They are good, but you are the worst, because you and they are from the same world."
You can pull him down, but you still want to kill me? That person just turned his hand and slapped me, you owe me eighty-seven lives, this is just a mercy.
Zhang Xiaofan obviously didn't care so much and ran backwards slowly.
Ten Thousand People struggled for a moment, but still followed, grabbed Zhang Xiaofan, and took me to fly with him.
The crowd seemed to be asleep, letting Xi Pengjiang curse.
Before I finished speaking, I slapped Zhou Xian on the chest with a palm. How could Zhou Xian withstand that palm? He died instantly.
"Of course." Xi Peng watched it like a four o'clock TV series, feeling very satisfied.
Emperor Shaktian is actually you?
"hiss……"
Although the evil spirit has entered the most, it is the place where the white tigers gather after all, and it still does not have a sense of chilling, which makes people feel creepy. Maybe in a few thousand years, the place where white tigers rush into the evil spirit will form again.
Yang Gui took a breath, and with my hateful tone and eyes, it felt more like that.
"That's possible. Brother Xingyun is clearly not dead yet." Ten thousand people came from the Demon Cult and have seen fewer dead people than living people, so they have no say in that aspect.
Yang Gui shook his head and said: "Not only can you not make me come back to life, you can even make me possess a powerful and powerful cultivation practice. From now on, I will fight against the world and live forever. Huh?"
Zhang Xiaofan was stunned for a moment and quickly ran towards the cave.
"Oh, you understand. The evil energy of my White Tiger has entered my body. It's like there are several swords cutting my meridians and body. It's more terrifying than being cut into pieces. I'd better die early and suffer more!"
Xi Peng's words also aroused our imagination. We thought that when Yang Gui said "I am a person of the same world", I was bragging about my low cultivation level. Zhang Xiaofan gritted his teeth and uttered a few words from between his teeth, "Madman,
He's not a madman!"
Then he nodded, turned around and said, "The child can be saved, let's die."
"Hi." In the midst of the sad atmosphere, a cheerful voice suddenly sounded in the night sky, "No one is injured, do you need treatment?"
We walked one behind the other for a few hours. We had already passed Qianwai, and we were already far away from Hanxi City where we set out.
Alas……
Zhang Xiaofan's words floated in the night sky like owls. Practitioners have always believed in ghosts and gods, but as soon as Zhang Xiaofan's curse-like words came out, thousands of people frowned, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable.
"Fuck him!" Xi Pengjiang scolded angrily: "People can be resurrected after death. Who didn't kill people first and then treat them that day?"
"Dad, don't cry." Zhou Yixian struggled to raise his hand to wipe Zhang Xiaofan's tears, but he couldn't lift it up. Xi Pengjiang held his son's hand, put it under his face, and said loudly: "Dad, something is wrong.
It’s crying.”
That made everyone feel cold in their hearts.
Passing by the short corridor, we came to this empty stone room.
Xi Pengjiang wanted to strangle Xi Peng's neck like crazy, but was imprisoned in place by a strange force. I was not imprisoned myself, but I felt that it was just one step away. No matter how I ran, I couldn't run out of that place.
distance.
"He is a heartless demon and a lunatic with no humanity. You will be beaten to death by him... to death..."
Yang Gui's words frightened everyone, and they subconsciously took a step forward, protecting the tiger talisman in their arms with their hands.
The pale white light flew slowly against the ground. Everyone knew that Yang Gui's cultivation level was too low, so he used all his strength. But the man behind him was obviously just walking quickly, but his feet seemed to be shrinking.
Every inch, every step is taken a long distance.
"When manpower is exhausted, there will be poverty, but the victory of a man is greater than that of heaven and earth."
That was exactly the spatial magical power that Xi Peng used to prevent the golden characters of the "Book of Heaven" from entering his brain.
I took a few steps forward and asked with a hot smile: "Yes, what kind of immortal is he? He is indeed a member of the devil's sect, with a vicious heart and cold nature. Ten thousand little devils, sooner or later, his own children will also
He lost it because he chased power in vain!"
Thousands of people were so frightened that they almost jumped up.
In fact, Zhou Xingyun was confused and distracted about life at this time. I longed for no one to give me a clear path, and the old man who preached on behalf of the author and had extraordinary experience was exactly what I needed.
At this time, Zhou Xingyun was subconsciously on guard against Xi Pengjiang.
Few people think that Zhang Xiaofan's cultivation level is measurable. The reason is that Xi Pengjiang, who has completed seven volumes of "Book of Heaven" and reached the limit of Qing Dynasty in cultivation, can still be photographed on my shoulder.
"He can kill you just like that!" Zhang Xiaofan roared: "Kill me and thousands of people will come. If he kills me, the matter between us will be wiped out!"
"Xingyun, Xingyun." Xi Pengjiang shouted loudly.
"Hey, he understands that when I was alive, my body instinctively resisted, and the evil spirit would destroy my body. Not only would my body be harmed, but the killing power generated by heaven and earth would also be wasted."
"Dad, you hate boys." Zhou Xian's voice was barely audible, "You always remember to adopt a boy for you..."
"Can they save your son?" Xi Pengjiang raised his head with a roar, like a drowning man grabbing the first straw.
Through the starlight, Zhang Xiaofan could barely see his son's face clearly.
"Dad remembers, dad remembers..." Zhang Xiaofan's tears wet his son's hands.
It's just that all the talismans under me haven't been burned out yet, so I can't run too slowly. In the blink of an eye, I'm chased by thousands of people, hold it in the palm of my hand, and fly out of the cave.
But that young man, wearing white round glasses and a turtle shell on his back, who didn't look like a psychopath, walked past me so heavily and slapped me on the shoulder. I watched helplessly.
The opponent's palm came up, but there was no resistance at all.
Thousands of people could not help but turn their heads.
Thousands of people climbed up to escape the light, walking cautiously.
"What is he doing!"
Yang Gui's shot made everyone's yearning for power weaker. A seed was planted deeply in my heart. In short, it was not "You are a human being!"
Zhang Xiaofan's roar stopped abruptly.
My heart is roaring, such a weak person, he is practicing in famous mountains and rivers, even if he says he is going to destroy the demon sect, it is bad, why is he in the wilderness?
Yang Gui patted Zhou Xian's corpse, and sure enough, a chilling evil spirit floated out, "But after I die, the corpse is the last dead thing, and the evil spirit can spread all over the body without any obstacle, just like
It’s the same as the tiger charm he holds.”
Thousands of people looked at the seven people walking out of the Baihusha passage, as if they were on a spring outing, and instantly recognized them as the people sitting at the next table in the restaurant during the day.
When Xi Pengjiang saw that Yang Gui dared to attack my son, he was as angry as a rabid bull. Everyone felt that they had no control over me.
Along the way, I watched the two of us act in a costume fantasy idol drama, and I didn’t get tired of watching it anymore. Do you have any thoughts about teasing the future ghost king? Last time, definitely last time.
Thousands of people shrank their heads and turned their faces in a different direction, not daring to talk to them.
Thousands of people shook their heads, "Qiu Wangyu passed through the abyss and obtained the "Heavenly Demon Strategy" given by the Holy Mother Mingwang. No matter how much human beings practice, they can't do it. You must get something that surpasses human power, and you must do it at all costs.
.”
The eyelids of thousands of people looked at it with trembling eyes, playing with the space, who is that person?
Yang Gui picked up Xi Pengjiang's body, turned around and walked away.
But tens of thousands of people are alike. I had just experienced a dangerous little battle, and I felt sorry for Zhang Xiaofan and wanted to protect us. When the last person suddenly disappeared, I took full precautions. Not to mention people, even mosquitoes were close.
It must be within one foot of my body.
Ten Thousand People sighed and said, "Even if I don't die here by then, I will still die on the cannon fodder path that Qiu Wangyu arranged for us. Even if you risk your life for it, you will get it."
"Where is he going?"
Finally, Yang Gui stopped in front of a low slope leeward.
I hurriedly walked over to Zhou Yixian and checked his pulse, opened his eyelids, and looked at his mouth in a seemingly professional manner.
"who?"
Finally, I saw my son who was swept up by the wind and fell to the ground.
"Xingyun." Zhang Xiaofan hugged his son and burst into tears.
"Less teachings from younger generations."
In the original story, Xi Peng and Jiang Weiqi's two battles took place between Mr. Ghost and Daoxuan. Each time they were dangerous and almost fatal. This is enough to show whether there are real people who show their faces and remain alive even after they die.
Showing my face can only show that I am a real person.
Yang Gui clearly saw my big moves, but he ignored me.
After hearing this, Xi Pengjiang became even more angry. He pointed at the noses of thousands of people and said, "I am such a young person who has traveled all over the country. I have seen so little swear words from all over the world. I have heard about various ways of infringement by male relatives. I poured it out to thousands of people."
Xi Pengjiang cursed for a long time, and his voice became hoarse. He was still jumping on his feet while cursing.
One day, you will have to transcend the powerful human body and step into a lower space.
Zhang Xiaofan has extensive knowledge and some knowledge of palmistry. I know and understand whether there is anything in the world of Zhu Xian. When I say yes, I don’t mean that there is something in this world or not.
"Live...live the blood?" Zhang Xiaofan and thousands of people were stunned. We thought Yang Gui would say something like "if you are strong, you have no right to live" and "just kill his son, what can he do to you?"
I was like a low-spirited person, but I didn't expect that I would say such a thing.
Ten Thousand People reached out and flicked it, and the precious light held me up and flew out.
"Why, Wan Xiaoxian Ren finally couldn't bear it anymore and wants to kill you too?"
After that, Zhang Xiaofan often said to Xi Pengjiang, "Our old Zhou family has only one generation for eight generations. He should get married early and give you fewer sons."
"Thief, what on earth does he want to do!" Zhang Xiaofan jumped out of the crowd and yelled in a low voice.
While Xi Peng was talking, he suddenly felt that his words were not strange at all. The bad words I said were like those of the sweeping monk. How could they end up with Emperor Shitian?
"It's them!"
Ten Thousand People checked my pulse, shook his head and said, "The evil spirit has filled my body, we can be saved."
Yang Gui chuckled.
Thousands of people cupped their fists and bowed their hands to the ground. But my expression still showed that I was concerned.
"The evil spirit has dissipated." Wanwan Xiang said in a calm voice: "Go back and take a look."
"Bad, bad, bad, the patient's family needs to calm down first." Yang Gui smiled and stretched out his hand to lift Zhang Xiaofan with his breath. When thousands of people passed by and walked towards him, he patted my shoulder and said, "Da Wan, he must remember
Stay tuned, you have to be superstitious about weak magic weapons. People can reach the realm that magic weapons can reach."
My face was pale, my body was cold, and my lips were purple, as if I was the last person to die.
Yang Gui quickly shook his head to shake the disgusting illusion out of his mind, stretched out his hand and hit the body of Zhou Xian with another blast of true energy.
Xi Peng felt that the sweeping monk's words were very unappealing back then, and now it's finally my turn to use them.
"Fuck you, fuck me..."
"Please, Your Majesty, please save your son!" Zhang Xiaofan knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Yang Guibangbang. "As long as I can save your son, you can give him whatever your Majesty wants."