I have been living in the forest for hundreds of years, and the world calls me the master of the res

But when the fight came, the situation was different from what Song Yuanzhou had expected.

This guy actually still has some strength left in the face of the top combat power of the three Nascent Souls.

"Tell me, who are you?

You seem to hate our Immortality Cult? "

With a knife, he split open the ghostly figure coming from the mist. Ximu looked at Liangchen's figure transformed into a great evil.

His expression actually showed a hint of intoxication, and he asked loudly.

The only thing that answered him was Liangchen's wriggling tentacles covered with twisted red flowers.

"The fragrance echoes across the universe, and the Heavenly Gate will open forever!"

Song Yuanzhou, a disciple of Qinglian, respectfully asks Patriarch Qinglian to protect himself and slay evil spirits! "

When Song Yuanzhou saw Liangchen taking action to hold Ximu down, a trace of despair appeared in his eyes.

He began to step on the Seven-Star Step Gang and mutter something in his mouth.

A huge force that did not belong to him was pouring into his body crazily.

At this moment, Song Yuanzhou felt as if his soul was about to be torn apart.

Blood also began to flow out of the seven orifices.

"Your boy actually learned the magic spell?

I'm afraid that if you can't invite that old guy, you won't be able to hold on and die! "

Ximu slashed away all the shadows in the sky with one stroke, and suddenly felt the familiar aura of Song Yuanzhou's body, and was immediately startled.

Then he shouted angrily.

After he finished speaking, his figure exploded.

It turned into an afterimage and was about to kill Song Yuanzhou with a swing of his sword.

Wuwu and Liangchen stood in front of Ximu at this time.

They also felt the drastic changes in Song Yuanzhou.

That breath made them feel terrified.

No matter what happens, time must be bought for Song Yuanzhou.

Liangchen's hematoma wedding dress began to fall off.

It turned into pieces of rotten red flesh flowers, dancing wildly in the mist.

He stood in front of Ximu as if he was conscious.

As soon as he got to Ximu's side, the blood flower suddenly bloomed.

A stream of black and red juice burst out.

If it comes into contact with the poison on it, it will be enough to brand Ximu's soul with a mysterious mark.

Take his energy to Liangchen.

Wuwang also called out the four Nascent Soul shadows that he had been raising in the past few years.

Combined with him to form the Five Elements Killing Formation, pinching the Five Elements magical power with his hands, bombarding Ximu non-stop.

"Go away!"

Xi Mu lost the smile on his face and shouted sternly.

The sword shadow in his hand was chaotic, guarding against all attacks.

And a cloud of white mist surged out of his body, shaking away the strange mist on the side.

Nishiki is like ink on a white paper.

Very eye-catching in the fog.

Just show your full strength Wuwu and Liangchen.

Ximu wants to simply take it down, which is somewhat unlikely.

"He's in a hurry, Fourth Sister, stop him!"

Wuwu opened his big mouth full of black water.

Waving his twisted arms, he yelled at Ryoharu.

At the same time, he directly grabbed the phantom next to him and swallowed it wildly.

The strange aura on his body became stronger and stronger.

"Know!"

Liangchen looked at Ximu's furious look and shot out silent black rice-grained flying insects from his body, rushing towards Ximu crazily.

I feel that my spiritual energy is disappearing rapidly.

Good times don't have backup energy like Wuwu.

She took out the elixir from the Qiankun bag and swallowed the elixir bottle directly.

More than a dozen Jing Yuan Dan melted in his mouth, turning into a huge amount of spiritual fluid in an instant, filling Liangchen's body.

More and more black flying insects flew out of her body.

It turned the gray mist into a deep black sky.

"Tips for carving insects!"

Seeing this, Ximu bit his finger, smeared his own blood on the long knife, and said angrily impatiently.

The long knife that turned blood red became even more bewitching after being touched by Ximu's blood.

"Crack!"

Ximu held the knife in both hands, and struck Wuwu and Liangchen with a sharp knife.

Suddenly the whole space seemed to shake.

Make it make an ear-catching sound.

"careful!"

Before Wuwang realized what was happening, Liangchen had already seen the tragic scene that was about to happen.

He immediately reminded loudly.

But before Wuwu could react, a sky-shattering sword intent carried a trace of Dao rhyme and silently exploded around him.

Wuwang felt that the things in front of him were distorted.

Everything in heaven and earth became extremely slow.

He could see countless flying insects exploding in front of his eyes.

And his slowly cracking body.

It was as if he had become a third party at this moment.

When everything returned to normal, Wuwang let out a miserable groan and flew out.

There was a terrible knife mark on his body, causing black blood to spit out from his mouth.

"The realm of the Void Refining Realm!"

Liangchen, who had avoided it first, saw that Wuwu was only seriously injured and his life was not in danger, so he immediately felt relieved.

Then she looked at Ximu whose expression was uncontrollable, her eyes unbelievable.

This guy is just a Nascent Soul cultivator, how can he use the signature method of the Void Refining Realm?

But Ximu had no intention of stopping and explaining to Liangchen.

Seeing that these two guys were no longer in the way, he flew directly towards Song Yuanzhou who was like a candle in the wind.

At this moment, Song Yuanzhou's body was bleeding from all his orifices, turning him into a bloody man.

But he still gritted his teeth and supported it, pinching his hands with difficulty.

When I saw Ximu raising his knife to chop, his angry face.

Song Yuanzhou struggled to squeeze out a smile.

Then he closed his eyes helplessly and lost consciousness.

Seeing that Song Yuanzhou's hand skills were not completely finished, Ximu looked about to smile.

But he saw Song Yuanzhou's lost body still standing in mid-air.

The second half of the technique, which was originally unsustainable, was quickly finished by him.

Seeing that Xi Mu didn't even have time to react.

at the same time. A burst of awe-inspiring righteousness immediately surged out of Song Yuanzhou's body, and then spread outward.

Directly clear away the mist that Wuwu summoned.

And that boundless righteousness knocked Wuwu away, who was unable to dodge, and those illusionary shadows were so blurred that they could hardly be seen clearly.

Liangchen was speechless for a while.

"I... don't remember teaching you how to use a knife, Yuan Feng."

Song Yuanzhou pulled out the spirit sword from the sheath behind his back and slowly opened his empty eyes.

Looking at Ximu who looked frightened, he asked in a deep voice.

Song Yuanzhou seemed to be a different person at this moment.

All the blood stains on his body were wiped away, and every move he made was filled with traces of Taoism.

"I am not Yuanfeng, I am Ximu in this life!"

As soon as Ximu heard the voice, memories from his previous reincarnation began to flash through his mind.

Making his appearance keep changing.

Each one represents the number of times he has been reincarnated.

To be precise, it is the number of times "reincarnation" has given him.

Including Ximu's body, there are five faces.

"Poor apprentice who has lost his guide, let me teach you the last lesson!"

Song Yuanzhou looked at those faces with a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

Raising the spiritual sword in his hand, the sky-shaking sword intent directly distorted and intertwined the sky behind him.

"Those who died in the Demonic Abyss! Don't appear in this world again!"

Xi Mu shouted with a distorted face.

It can be seen that he is extremely uneasy at the moment.

"Then are you afraid of this remnant of my soul?"

Song Yuanzhou raised his sword and pointed, and the originally clear sky was suddenly filled with dark clouds, bringing down countless purple thunders.

At the same time, white thunder fell and gathered into a thunder dragon, chanting crazily and lifting up Song Yuanzhou.

He stood on the head of the thunder dragon, looking down at everything in the world.

The sword's green light flashed, and endless hurricanes howled in his ears.

Song Yuanzhou, a disciple of the Qinglian Sword Sect, was blown away.

He raised his sword high and pointed it directly at Ximu.

It seems like a natural punishment will be imposed on Ximu!

"Qinglian, I have nothing to do with you in this life!

You will become a thing of the past! "

Ximu let the pressure from all around him cause blood stains to appear all over his body.

But he didn't take it seriously at all, he just roared angrily to Song Yuanzhou who was standing on the dragon's head.

Song Yuanzhou did not respond to him, but silently lowered his sword.

Ximu instinctively wanted to dodge, but found that he seemed to be stuck in mud at this moment.

There was no way to avoid that sword intent.

"boom!"

Just when Ximu thought he was about to die here, two figures wearing white robes from the Immortality Sect suddenly stood in front of him.

At the same time, he took action to block the sword.

"Do you know why you can only be ranked ninth?"

"Oh, if I hadn't been concerned about the reputation of the Nine Sons of Changsheng.

I really don't want to rescue you. "

Seeing that the sword intent was completely dissipated, the two figures standing in front of Ximu turned around and said to Ximu who looked ugly.

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