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"what?"

In an instant, it has broken through the barriers of the Bone Demon!

Looking at the dazzling light coming from the sky, the man in black changed his face, his hair was exploded, and the extreme sharpness of the cut spread in his body.

This blade of light is incredibly sharp. The mana field of his entire body is almost instantly broken and touches his body.

In a short time, his unprecedented death crisis filled his mind.

Fu Fu,

Spell,

Mana!

Move!

The man in black was stunned and frantically blasting mana.

But how rich and fast is An Qisheng's combat experience?

Not to mention the moment he stopped, he has dreamed of all the means of this black priest!

With one shot, you have thousands of spells, and there is no room to play!

嗤嗤嗤 ~~~

Just for a moment, the layer of invisible mana field has been cut into complete fragments by a hatchet blessed with the magical power of the royal sword.

Then, the sword light was like prison, like the sea, and drowned men in black!

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

The miserable howl like a ghost howling broke through the night sky, echoing in the entire Xiaozhang village.

"This this......"

Listening to the terrible cry, Rao is Sa Wuling hated the man in black, and at this time could not help fighting a cold war.

I can't imagine what kind of pain this has endured, and how can it be so miserable.

Huh ~

It seemed to be just a moment, and Daoguang had disappeared.

Sa Wuling swallowed and looked.

I saw the man in black standing upright, but had lost his breath.

As the night wind blew, his black clothes flew in an instant.

Then, a large swath of flesh and blood flowed down from his limbs and trunk.

For a moment, it has become a blood-red skeleton!

Is this a knife?

Rao is Sa Wuling who has seen an unknown number of dead bodies in his life, and his stomach is full of nausea, which can not describe his mood.

He looked at An Qisheng.

He stood with a knife in the night breeze, and the fierce stinger that the bone-bone man had detected was stopped no more than an inch from his back because his master died.

Seems to have passed a rigorous calculation.

"Former, senior ..."

Sa Wuling's scalp was numb, and looking at An Qisheng's eyes seemed to see a ghost, and his heart doubled in awe.

The limbs were a little soft for a while.

This, this predecessor, is not a good stubble. It's too hot.

"This layer of mana field after the captivity is somewhat interesting ..."

An Qisheng glanced up at the skeleton in front of him, his face twisted and cramped, and the soul of the Taoist man in extreme pain was thoughtful.

One sword is killing, and one thousand swords are also killing. He didn't think that one thousand swords was more deflated than one sword.

The reason why this sword is so hot is naturally because of the mana field of the Taoist in black.

The practitioners in this field have the saying that the heaven and the earth pass nine levels.

The first level of nourishing qi. This level can only strengthen the body and prolong life, but it is also a place with a maximum of one hundred enemies. It is as sparse and ordinary as the Wuling Tombs, and it is not as good as those in the martial arts.

But once the heavenly blessings have been received, and the second pass has been baptized, it is no longer mortal.

Once the mana is condensed, the body spontaneously generates a mana field that is inaccessible to mortals.

This aura is not only inaccessible, but it also automatically recovers. Therefore, An Qisheng smashed the entire mana aura with one knife, and naturally his body was also cut clean.

It looks like a shaved banana.

"My flesh, my flesh! Ahhhh! You are so cruel! So cruel !!!"

The Taoist in black roared, his soul stretched, and he wanted to fight An Qisheng, but he was nailed to the ground with a knife.

Soullessness, hatchet entity.

The substantive hatchet nailed the emptiness of the soul, and this scene made Sa Wuling faint again.

The hatchet has been seen by itself, and there is nothing strange about it.

Is it difficult or a magic weapon?

"White bones, what's so much more than what you did?"

An Qisheng looked indifferent.

Before entering the dream, he didn't just try his methods. Jinghong glanced at what he had done before.

The royal man killed the blood to his dear ones, and he put the person into the oil pan, chopped the open skin, and poured liquid metals such as mercury ....... Pile, piece by piece, he has never seen it across the two circles. Poisonous tricks.

To call him a beast is to insult the beast.

"Leave me, or you will die, you will die terribly!"

Bai Guzi's soul was twisted and he screamed.

White bones gradually became crazy.

This is not because of the huge blow, but between the heavens and the earth, there is too much resentment and shame. The soul is in it, as if a drop of water dripped into the Mohai, it is easily affected by it or even assimilated.

In the end, he became the only demon with mad killing.

"Baiguzi, the Daqing Dynasty, the people of Wutai House, childhood idioms, failed, later learned martial arts, failed, lost all their fortunes, and lost the secrets of the evil and evil gates. . "

An Qisheng glanced at him lightly:

"You repair this bone-in-human monster, using the bones of your blood relatives? You do n’t have a mother. Your father brought you up.

Nowadays, you are like friends and relatives, you have no friends, and you do n’t have ancestral heritage.

Am I right? "

"you you......."

Bai Guzi's soul trembled, sometimes stretched, sometimes tilted back, and sometimes rushed up, but was nailed to the ground by a hatchet.

"Who are you and who are you? How could you know? How could you know?"

The bones were shocked beyond words.

These things, no second person knows, some things, even he himself forgot, how can this person know?

Who is he?

An Qisheng naturally did not answer. He picked it under his feet, held the fist-sized incense burner in his palm, and shook it at will. He was included in the fierce struggle of the bones.

"who are you?"

The incense burner trembled, and white bones roared unwillingly:

"You can't be ordinary, you can't!"

"White bones ..."

An Qisheng's eyes rippled, and the information of Tao Yitu reappeared:

[Consumption of road power 199 points ...]

[The former is now and the later is dead life]

[Original Track 1: Born in the Heavenly Realm of the Emperor Heaven Realm, the Daqing Dynasty sang Taifu, and its mother was born when it was young. When it was young, it was impossible to get the job done. Cangtian suffers, and then travels around, and raises a world-wide demon with the blood and blood of countless people ....]

[On the day of Emperor Heaven's King Sacrifice, it was killed by Bai Wuchang Xie Qiu on the eve of the King's Sacrifice of the Ninth Mansion]

One hundred and ninety-nine points of power!

This is one of the reasons why An Qisheng left him.

The collection of information on this bone is as high as two hundred, almost one-fifth of the zombie king Zhuzheng. Don't think about it, he should be the character of the future century.

Of course, it was originally.

"Ghost Festival of the Nether Palace ..."

An Qisheng exhaled slowly and lifted the hatchet.

According to Bai Guzi's memory, he also understood the words heard when the weird Yin God came three days ago.

It is the Ninth Palace King Festival!

Those ghosts seem to be one of the sacrifices of this great festival ...

Soul as a sacrifice?

The preparation of sacrifices has begun a hundred years in advance. What a sacrifice is this?

"Me, why am I here?"

"Ah! Dead, dead!"

"Bone, bone, monster!"

As the lingering incense disappeared, hundreds of villagers came to their senses one after the other.

Seeing the living corpses in front of the shrine, bones, smelly blood, one by one scared, and fled wildly.

Rao is quite prestigious in Sawuling. After everything has been explained, the sky is getting cold.

"Little old man thanked the mage for saving his life!"

"Thank you Master for saving your life!"

"Mage ...."

After waking up, although all the villagers were still afraid, they all stepped forward and thanked each other and gave them various food and silver.

She refused Yin Yin and accepted the food. An Qisheng came out of Xiaozhang Village. Behind him, the tall white bone man and the monster followed suit.

This white-bone demon embodies the mana that Baiguzi has practiced for forty years. Even without a master, it is a great threat to ordinary people.

Take it naturally.

Behind him, Sa Wuling hummed and pushed a wooden cart full of food, vegetables, and even some fruits and fruits ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ followed hardly.

In this wave, his accumulated runes have almost consumed.

Can only push hard.

Back to Yizhuang, Sa Wuling was very diligent. After arranging a lot of food and vegetables neatly, he started to cook.

He was in a good mood after solving the bone-devil.

In this way, when the ten-year period expires, he will be able to join the Church of Heaven's Will under the recommendation of the court and obtain the law of ‘blessing’.

Ooo ~

The yellow dog kept walking around the white bone demon, looking at the latter as white as jade, with the **** bones exuding inside, and the saliva flowed all over the floor.

Baiguzi's 40-year-old bonnet demon possesses mana fluctuations, which is naturally a great attraction for this yellow dog with faint signs of intellect.

One person and one dog are busy.

An Qisheng ignored it and sat on a bench in the yard to clean up his booty.

Baiguzi practiced for forty years. Naturally, the family had it, but the living corpses and the little devils had been killed, and the rest was very limited.

Apart from some broken silver, it is the censer that can hold the soul.

This incense burner is also used by Baiguzi to extract the souls of others. Of course, now it is the place where his soul is contained.

"Bone Human Demon Chapter of Other Evil Method ........."

An Qisheng's eyes were half-opened and half-closed, digesting the memories of Baiguzi.

An exorcised evil practitioner knows more about a priest than a Wuling tomb.

The practice of Imperial Heaven is divided into Tongtian Jiuguan.

Many practice cheats are divided into five types: tactics, laws, allusions, classics, and Taoism.

This evil method seems to be at the second level among them. In fact, in this heavenly kingdom, it is already a very profound secret.

This Bone Man's magic is also a great way to achieve the heavens and the eight levels, the elementary world!