The longer a person lives, the more thoughtful he will be about things. In other words, it means that he will think extremely complicatedly about one thing.
Heimu thought about the fire that happened in Fenxiang Valley a few days ago. Maybe it had something to do with this woman, but who rescued her? Could it be the Qingyun sect disciple? So, where did Shangguan Ce go?
Where? Or are these people today arranged by Fenxiang Valley?
However, no matter what, he must take the black stick placed in the Miao altar today.
"Kyuubi, are you sure you want to go against the beast god?"
Jiuwei gave a sweet smile, looked at Kuroki's face hidden in the darkness, and said, "There is nothing I can do. Now that the slave family has been saved, the favor must be repaid, so I'm sorry."
Heimu looked coldly at Xiaobai and Jin Ping'er, who stood next to Xiaobai with an equally extraordinary aura. He also thought about Ahhetai who would not be able to support him for long. He could not help but grit his teeth and recited a spell with strange syllables.
The clouds in the sky seemed to begin to condense as he chanted the spell, and bursts of clicking sounds came from the clouds. Suddenly, a dark wind blew, and a huge dragon skull poked out from the clouds.
Xiaobai frowned, recalling the rumors he heard a long time ago.
This dragon skeleton was originally a dragon that died in Shiwan Mountain, but because the beast god took a fancy to it and cast witchcraft on it, it survived in the world in the form of white bones, and the power it radiated from it alone
Judging from the momentum, his strength is definitely no less than the current Ye Chao.
"Sister Ping'er, I'll go deal with this evil dragon later. You stop the man in black. Don't try your best. Just stop him and wait for Ye Chao to come over."
Jin Ping'er could sense the powerful aura of the evil dragon and knew very clearly that she was no match for the evil dragon. Therefore, she nodded in agreement without hesitation to Xiao Bai's words.
The evil dragon opened its terrifying white-bone mouth and seemed to be roaring, but because it had no body, it could only make a clicking sound caused by the collision of bones. The wind suddenly blew up at this moment, and the little buds that had just sprouted under the feet of several people
The grass is quickly turning yellow.
When a violent sound of bones collided, the evil dragon rushed towards the two women with its huge body.
Xiaobai's charming eyes became sharp, and as her sleeves danced, her whole body exuded a frightening demonic power like a sea of clouds churning. She stood up without fear and rushed directly towards the White Bone Dragon.
The black clouds surrounding the evil dragon turned into a sea of fog due to the influence of the demonic power, and the night that should have been pitch black turned pale.
With a roar, the white demon power was blown away as if it had encountered the most violent wind in the world. It turned into clouds and then into rain.
The sound of "pattering" came from the ground, and white rain poured on the ground, but the withered yellow grass did not become moist because of it, but turned into powder in a short time.
Xiaobai stepped on the ground again, and a flush appeared on her beautiful face.
This evil dragon is not unstoppable, but she has been imprisoned in Fenxiang Valley for hundreds of years. Even after a few days of recovery, her cultivation is not as good as before.
The evil dragon roared silently, and the harsh sound of bones colliding was heard, and it rushed towards Xiaobai again.
Seeing that Xiaobai was defeated by the evil dragon, Heimu naturally would not give up this great opportunity to add insult to injury. He performed a primitive dance and sang strange songs.
There is black mist arising from the void, and there is an inexplicable Taoist rhyme condensed between heaven and earth.
As a sound that seemed to come from the underworld sounded, Heimu's figure stopped, and the black clouds rolled like a sea and followed the evil dragon towards Xiaobai.
But at this moment, a burst of purple light suddenly lit up in the sky, and a delicate purple short blade appeared in front of the black cloud. It passed gently, and the black cloud suddenly turned into two halves.
Looking at the purple short blade, Kuromu's knowledge naturally recognized that it was the purple light blade of the Acacia sect.
He was even more confused about the current situation. He could believe that the escape of the nine-tailed fox was intentional by Fenxiang Valley. The appearance of the Qingyun Sect master was the reinforcements invited by Fenxiang Valley. However, the appearance of this person from the Hehuan Sect
How to understand? Could it be that Fenxiang Valley will collude with people from the Demon Cult?
However, with Yun Yilan's unscrupulous character to achieve his goals, it seems that he will really collude with people in the Demon Cult. After all, he dares to meet the Beast God in order to prosper Fenxiang Valley.
However, no matter what the plan of Fenxiang Valley is, the top priority is to obtain the Miao sacred artifact to resurrect the beast god.
He took out a cane made of white bones and spat out a mouthful of blood on the cane without hesitation.
The cane seemed to be trembling with excitement and kept making bursts of sounds like a baby crying.
The purple light blade that rushed toward the black wood seemed to be affected. The sharp purple light actually dimmed, and the lightning-like speed became traceable.
"Wow~woo"
After the White Bone Cane let out an even more pitiful baby cry, it quickly broke away from Black Wood's hands and rushed towards the Purple Glow Blade.
In just an instant, it collided with the Zimang Blade. After a "clang" sound, the Zimang Blade, the Nine Heavens Divine Weapon, actually flew back under the impact.
While controlling the purple light blade, Jin Ping'er's delicate body trembled, and he frowned and looked at the white bone cane.
In fact, it was not that the Purple Mantle Blade was invincible, nor that Jin Ping'er's practice was insufficient, but that after the sound of the cane, Jin Ping'er's soul was unknowingly affected by it and became turbulent.
You must know that cultivators must be controlled by their souls when mobilizing their vitality and mind power, and if their souls are affected, the spells they trigger will also be affected. Although many of the Taoist spells of the Hehuan Sect can also cause turbulence in people's souls, they are different from those in Nan
Compared with the ancient witch clan in Xinjiang and that strange bone staff magic weapon, they are still far behind.
The baby's cry became even more fierce, covering up the shouts of killing coming from the entrance of the village, and also covering up the roar caused by the confrontation between the evil dragon and Xiaobai. A black light flashed, and it moved towards the seemingly absent-minded person.
The golden bottle flew away.
Jin Ping'er knew the crisis at this time, but the baby's cry could not be heard in her mind for a long time. This made her unable to concentrate her thoughts to activate the purple light blade, nor could she mobilize the vitality in her body for defense.
She was unwilling to give up, so she tried hard over and over again, but she still couldn't feel the existence of the purple light blade, and the vitality in her body was still as calm as the dead sea.
Really, no?
There were too many obsessions in her heart, so she could not face death calmly, let alone allow herself to feel despair at this moment.
She is still unwilling to give in, and human beings can always exert power beyond themselves when faced with situations like hers.
A drop of rain suddenly fell on the calm Dead Sea, causing ripples. Her mind was immersed in the ripples, and she continued to expand the ripples.