It is strictly forbidden to fall in love

Xia Xiaofeng gripped the bead tightly, and the bead suddenly turned into white powder, which quickly flowed down from between his fingers.His expression changed, his eyes faintly glowed red, he followed the hand that was holding him, and slowly raised his head to look at Tang Jiao in front of him.

"Xia Xiaofeng!" Before he could finish speaking, a palm struck his face, Tang Jiao quickly turned around to avoid it, and the long sword flew out from behind and landed in his right hand.He looked at Xia Xiaofeng who had lost his mind in disbelief.Ye Mingzhu rolled down the steps, and at the same time, there was a strange movement in the darkness.

The Jindan corpse in the palace suddenly reappeared, and strands of souls rose from the corpse, like burning gray lamp flames, floating in the hall, densely packed, covering the sky and covering the ground.

When a person dies, he has a strong obsession. After death, the resentment persists, and the remnant soul will turn into a resentful spirit. Although it is a dead thing, it is exactly like when it was alive. It turns into a living soul array in place, and it is easy to get lost mind.

The evil spirit jade pendant tied around Tang Jiao's waist began to vibrate violently, and he scanned the wraiths around him.

A moment later, on the top of the majestic and majestic Yuanji Palace, beams, wood and red tiles suddenly flew away, and a red figure flew out of it like an arrow. The mighty sword energy swept across the Sixteenth Hall, and Tang Jiao turned over and landed on the highest broken beam On the morning, the pouring rain poured into the palace, and the oncoming mountain wind blew all the scarlet collars upright, and he grabbed the sword that flew back.

Looking at the terrifying scene under his feet, he finally whispered a few words, "What?"

The undead are still lingering in the palace, they are stepping on the golden pills all over the ground, like a miser guarding their only treasure, for Tang Jiao, an uninvited guest, they howled to express their anger, with a cry With a high-pitched sound, soaring resentment surged out of the palace in an instant, and the evil-proof jade pendant on Tang Jiao's waist shattered in response.

His eyes changed.

Xia Xiaofeng stood alone among the group of undead, with half of his face hidden in the shadows and the other half reflecting the glimmering light, he fell into a fantasy, everything in front of him seemed to bring him back to the day when the Tiandu Mansion destroyed the gate , Those who fell in a pool of blood became his relatives, his brothers, and his friends.A lingering thought swirls in my head, "Why?" Who did it?Why?There was a shout in his ear, and he looked in the direction of the sound.

Tang Jiao's eyes became turbulent, not because of the change in Xia Xifeng's eyes, but because he saw a human face behind Xia Xifeng.

The faint night light flickered, and the face seemed to be smiling at him.

Tang Jiao's whole body shook like an electric shock, Xie Dan!

For a moment, he couldn't tell whether it was a human or a ghost, and that person was also looking at him—the only person on this mountain who was not tempted by the "Dragon Ball".

The heavy rain fell on the destroyed palace, and the golden elixir slowly flowed. All the resentful spirits looked up at Tang Jiao motionlessly, obviously treating him as an enemy who was competing with them for the golden elixir, and their faces were full of hatred. Tang Jiao opened his eyes to this unprecedented resentment.

Seeing that the situation could no longer be controlled, Tang Jiao retracted the sword and squeezed the formula, two wipes of clear light swam up the long sword, the spiritual power burst from the sword body, divided into hundreds of strands and unscrewed upwards like birds, sweeping across most of the sky .

Tianheng Taixuan Sutra.

The young man stepped on the void with one foot, and there was a skylight shooting from top to bottom, and the momentum of breaking the demon was unstoppable.

Xie Dan remembered this young man named Tang Jiao, and he was even familiar with him. On the day this young man was born, the Tang Sect of Tianshui invited monks from the four major sects to visit him. The east wind blows away the clouds and mist, the stars around the sky are arranged in the shape of a huge blue bird, and the meteors are like arrows shooting towards the land of Kyushu. From that moment, new legends begin to spread.

Looking at the young red figure in the distance, he thought to himself: It's the Tang family again.

Tang Jiao suddenly opened his eyes and stared at him from the air, his eyes were clear and sharp, just like his ancestors.

The vengeful spirits were affected by the spiritual power of the Taoist sect, and howled even more horribly. They walked around their corpses, and in the pouring rain, they rose one after another, like black waves. The wind rushed towards Tang Jiao who was forming a seal, but the moment it touched the bright spiritual power around him, he was wiped out.

Tang Jiao's eyes were filled with spiritual power like traveling light, and Sanfang Mountain shook, and the thousand-pole long steps fell apart. Pressing back with force, Tang Jiao flew down, the long sword cut off a large piece of soul in an instant, and he went straight to the face hidden in the darkness.

It doesn't matter whether you are a human or a ghost, just hang it under the sun and you will see the truth.

Xie Dan looked at the young man who was rushing towards him, he stood still and did not move, but slowly blinked his eyes.

A burst of singing suddenly sounded softly, and Tang Jiao was subconsciously startled. There are still living people in this mountain?He stabilized his figure and looked up.

It is hard to tell where the song came from. It passed through the dark and unobservable mountain forest, accompanied by the sound of rain echoing out of thin air in this ruined wall, as if it did not belong to the language of Kyushu. What, the singer seems to be telling his inner sentimentality, and it seems to be telling some warm and bright stories.The beautiful things in this world are always fleeting, leaving only endless sadness.

The smell of blood poured into his nostrils, the illusion in front of him gradually dissipated, Xia Xiaofeng's eyes gradually cleared up, he looked at the corpses and floating undead all over the ground, and then at the person opposite, and said in a low voice: "Tang Jiao? "

"Be careful behind you!" Tang Jiao yelled suddenly, Xia Xiaofeng turned his head subconsciously, but before he could see what it was, his eyes suddenly went dark, and he was thrown out the next moment.

The singing stopped for a moment.

Suddenly all the undead surrounding Tang Jiao were demonized, and the shrill howl almost knocked down the entire Yuanji Palace. The ghost rushed towards him like crazy. Tang Jiao raised his sword and swung it without hesitation, and the sword light flashed Eyes with great spiritual power, he pressed his palm on the ground forcefully, sword energy burst out from his palm, and the floor tiles engraved with silver moons and white cranes burst instantly, looking down from the sky, a solemn and sacred Tianheng subdue demons The formation emerged from the underground of Yuanji Palace, and the young man in the center was surrounded by a silver glow.

Xia Xiaofeng slammed into the pillar with a bang, rolled twice and got up quickly. Before he could check his injuries, he looked up at Tang Jiao and shouted, "Behind me!"

In the rainstorm, a transparent undead appeared behind Tang Jiao at some point. Tang Jiao's eyes moved, and his left hand continued to press on the ground without moving. Holding the sword in his right hand, he suddenly turned around and slashed with the sword, but the movement of flowing clouds and flowing water could be seen clearly. The other party stopped suddenly, the killing intent in his eyes suddenly disappeared, it was a little girl.

The little girl's undead looked only five or six years old, with long hair hanging loose, and a palm-sized face that looked transparent and pale in the rain. She stood barefoot and looked at Tang Jiao alone.

The sword in Tang Jiao's hand subconsciously stopped, and in such a moment of stupefaction, the little girl reached out and passed through his chest.

"Tang Jiao!" Xia Xiaofeng roared violently.

Tang Jiao's majestic sword energy was completely extinguished in an instant, and the bright red blood slowly flowed out along the transparent hand. He stared at the little girl's undead in a daze, and the undead looked at him expressionlessly.

Tang Jiao raised his right hand again, and slashed at the opponent with a sword. The resentful spirit, which had already been reduced to a dead thing, scattered with the wind under the monk's sword.Tang Jiao lowered his head and suddenly knelt on the ground, spraying a big mouthful of blood on the demon-subduing formation.

"Tang Jiao!" Xia Xiaofeng wanted to rush towards Tang Jiao, but when he got up, he couldn't control himself and fell to his knees on the ground. He himself was seriously injured by the erosion of resentment.

Tang Jiao raised his left hand and pressed hard on the wound on his chest. He looked up, and on the high platform, that face had completely emerged from the darkness. Xie Dan stood in the rain and looked at him condescendingly. It was a faint chuckle, and the Demon Subduing Formation didn't have the slightest effect on him, which meant that he was alive.Everything that happened has something to do with him?

Tang Jiao's eyes turned a faint blood red, he squeezed his lips tightly, and held his sword again with his blood-stained hand, the undead rushed towards him like a tide, at the same moment, he closed his eyes and I began to recite the formula in my heart.

There was a strong wind and sword energy on the spot, and countless water lights suddenly rose from the green cauldron outside the hall, and golden lotus-like flames bloomed in the dark night. Tang Jiao suddenly opened his eyes, and his voice was solemn.

"Xie Dan, good and evil are as clear as a shadow, killing innocent people indiscriminately will bring retribution from heaven, just wait."

The moment the voice fell to the ground, hundreds of green cauldrons outside the hall were all cracked, water and fire splashed all over the ground, spiritual power rushed to the sky, and the demon-subduing array radiated brilliantly.Tang Jiao got up but didn't go towards Xie Dan on the high platform, but turned to Xia Xiaofeng on the right.

When Xie Dan put down his hand that resisted the spiritual power and looked again, Tang Jiao and Xia Xiaofeng had disappeared in place.He looked towards the direction leading to the outside of the hall, and did not continue to chase after him. He said a few words in an inaudible manner.

What he said was: "I'll wait."

On the mountain road, Tang Jiao dragged Xia Xiaofeng and ran down the mountain quickly, until he couldn't hold on anymore and knelt on the ground, and another big mouthful of blood spurted out. The blood hole in his chest was only three or four inches away from his heart. The clothes on his chest were completely soaked, he pressed the wound tightly, and the rain mixed with cold sweat poured down.Xia Xiaofeng hurriedly reached out to help him, "Tang Jiao!" Both of them were extremely embarrassed, but they both knew that the most important thing to do was to leave this place.

Tang Jiao said in a low voice: "I received a letter from Tianheng, and my senior brother is also on his way to Xiazhou. Let's go down the mountain first."

"Can you hold on?"

Tang Jiao raised his hand and tore off a section of sleeve, and pressed it on the wound again to try to stop the bleeding, "Go, you can't stay here." As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sound of wind roaring like a dragon behind him. At the same time, looking back, I saw a raging fire erupting in Yuanji Palace, a torrential rain, and the scarlet fire instantly lit up the entire night, Xia Xiaofeng subconsciously said: "Dragon Ball..."

Tang Jiao grabbed his arm and whispered, "Go!"