The flying boat exploded with a bang, and Yourui, or to put it bluntly, Yourui was pulled by her neck and pulled her to the man closer, and was forced to look at the pair of strange eyes hanging from the triangle.

Yourui wanted to show her usual arrogance, but the other party didn't have to do anything. She just spread her body and protected her, which forced her to show a begging look. Without the protection of the wave-knocking boat and the protection of Buxu's powerful man, she was only dead in the Biluotian Realm at a height of 4,000 miles.

Zuo Zhe laughed again. He was the uncle of Zuo Huang, the manager of Zuo Huang, Huayan City. He was originally a senior level of cultivation in the upper level of the Dan, but by chance, he entered the Buxu realm, thus becoming the last weight for the conflict between Wang An and Zuo Huang and You Rui.

Between a monk Bu Xu who could fully control and a deacon who seemed to have a backer, Sanjiafang chose the former. Of course, the woman You Rui had such a big backer, but she could not use it, and it was also a way to die.

Of course, Zuo Zhe would not kill You Rui now. His nephew and Wang An had some thoughts about this woman. He didn't like women very much, but the endless treasures on You Rui were going to get them no matter what.

So he twitched the muscles on his face and gave the captain a fierce smile: "You are a smart person, and you know how to suffer less!"

Yourui tightly pursed her thin lips without saying a word, but she had no intention of resisting.

Zuo Zhe smiled with satisfaction. In fact, he was very tired from taking someone in the Biluotian Realm. He was about to go on, but suddenly turned his head without warning. The dark blue sky had few impurities, and his vision could reach a hundred miles. He saw about thirty miles away, and at some point, a figure appeared.

He was shocked. Even if he captured You Rui, it was not shameful, but it was a bit annoying to see him. When he looked closely, the figure there was a small figure, clearly showing the appearance of a girl who was five or six years old. This was the Biluotian Domain at a height of 4,000 miles. Which child from the family was capable of it?

Before he could stop thinking, a figure suddenly appeared next to the girl, and he hurriedly pulled the girl back.

"Viral life?"

The previous doubt was overwhelmed by this doubt. Of course, Zuo Zhe knew Xu Sheng. After all, the old Taoist was a relatively qualified Chinese-level Chinese-Pillar monk in the Northern Wilderness. He was also a very famous poor person who was "just to go to bed". Just the day before yesterday, he had seen it at Sanlianwu Fort, with gray hair and a body that could no longer be protected.

A few decades ago, Zuo Zhe met the old Taoist and wanted to perform the etiquette of his juniors. But on that day, it was the old Taoist's turn to greet him. It was always a bit embarrassing or reserved, but Zuo Zhe still felt quite comfortable. After decades of hard practice and persistence in the fallen land of the Northern Wilderness, it suddenly became valuable!

But now, he suddenly felt a piece of empty heart, and then the acid liquid filled in it was: "How could Xusheng come here?"

His gaze penetrated the void and stared at it. Xu Sheng must have had a sense of it. When his eyes touched him, he would withdraw it.

"No, this is not right!" Zuo Zhe woke up suddenly, "I was still waiting to die yesterday. Today I flew to the Biluotian Realm, and there was such a little girl, so there was no reason!"

Xu Sheng's aura was unpredictable, but in other words, it was very weak... I was thinking to myself that Xu Sheng and the little girl were gone.

If things are abnormal, they will become demons!

He glanced at You Rui in his hand, and the woman noticed the situation there, but she even looked at him with a sneak peek. Needless to say, she must have been planning to get out. He sneered, turned around and took out a soft silver needle that was as thin as a foot, and inserted it into its towering chest.

You Rui's delicate body suddenly fell. This was the "Silver Mercury Locking Needle". It was produced by Sanjiafang and was specially used for banning. The ban on her, a cultivator who was a primary level of returning to the alchemy, was enough to lock down all opportunities.

After doing this, Zuo Zhe could no longer suppress his curiosity and carried You Rui to the other side. He was extremely fast, and a journey of dozens of miles was coming in a flash. Seeing that there were still seven or eight miles away from where the two disappeared, the light and shadow of the void turned around, and the old Taoist Xusheng appeared again:

"Fellow Daoist stops!"

As he got closer, Zuo Zhe saw it more clearly. It was indeed Xu Sheng, but he also noticed other questions and did not answer. The qi of the Buxu level gathered and rushed over there, and Xu Sheng's shadow was involuntarily waving.

It turned out to be just a projection. The reason inside was not clear, but Zuo Zhe was even more courageous and laughed: "If you don't do bad things in your life, why should you be nervous if you don't do anything wrong in your life?"

As he spoke, his speed did not decrease and rushed forward directly. In his senses, there was indeed nothingness over there, but the more he did, the more he felt that there was a great trick. In the Biluotian Realm, there were many treasures born and raised in heaven. If you really get one...

"Stop!"

Xu Sheng was both harsh in his voice, but unfortunately his distorted projection had no deterrence at all.

Zuo Tuo made up his mind to rush forward, and the atmospheric explosion caused by his impulse had dispersed most of Xu Sheng's projection, but at this moment, the air around him suddenly sank, as if a heavy object had fallen in an instant.

He saw that Xu Sheng’s semi-incomplete hand formed a seal on his half-incomplete hand and pointed it to him. He had a huge pulling force in the four directions of east, south, west and north, but what was even more amazing was his head. The crisis forced him to look up and saw that there were a few stars in the sky above, and it seemed that there were a few stars shaking, or he was dazed. There was really a starlight falling down, and the direction of the falling was above his head.

He wanted to hide, but it was too late. His eyes turned dark and he seemed to be hit hard on his forehead. The huge gravity pushed him down nearly a thousand feet.

"A damn!"

Since he reached the Buxu realm, Zuo Zhe had not suffered such a loss, and his brain skull was about to be knocked away by anger. However, the other party was obviously weak in the future, so Zuo Zhe was able to relieve himself. He gritted his teeth and waved his arms. Qianrenshan, whom he relied on to become famous, exploded and pushed Xu Sheng's seal magic power. A sudden light was seen in front of him, and the bones in his body were moaning, warning him that the move was not just about returning to the level of the alchemy.

Lion and tiger fight against rabbits with all their strength, bastard!

He scolded himself, and was about to project Xusheng into one go, but suddenly darkened in front of him, and black shadows on all sides were stacked, like a forest at night, making him lose his direction all of a sudden.

Just a illusion, can you use the face?

Zuo Zhe sneered, his soul hanging in Niwan Palace, shining brightly around, illuminating the area in the darkness.

Some surprises were that this space was actually very small, at most more than a hundred acres, but there were strange stones and tall buildings inside, and the winding hookahs looked like a courtyard. In the middle of the courtyard, there was an altar, which was very abrupt, and there was clearly a person sitting on the altar.

Zuo Zhe wanted to see the person's face clearly, but when he was careful, he found that his energy was already greatly disturbed and restricted, as if he was confined to a cage, and he felt nervous and uncomfortable no matter how he was.

His hairs all over his body stood up: Buxu Dharma Realm!

He realized it with a single thought, and he retreated without thinking. The ten monks with Dharma Realm all have extremely wise inheritances, and they are far from being able to resist by casual cultivators like him who depend on merchants. He is really reckless!

At this time, You Rui in his hand groaned, his eyes shifted, which was an absolutely undesirable reaction. He was too nervous. However, he could not take his eyes away, but he could no longer take his eyes away.

Under his palm, You Rui's face was bleak, but it depends on who she compared it to, look at the arm that was buckled on her neck, the skin was instantly shining, the flesh wrinkled layer by layer, and fell off, like rotten soil, revealing the decaying bones.

Zuo Zhe was so terrified that this scene was indeed an illusion, but its source fell directly on his innate vitality, and a sense of vu-like weakness suddenly came, and correspondingly there was a demonic shadow that invaded the sea of ​​consciousness.

Dead Demon!

Before entering the realm of Wuxu, Zuo Zhe had also been invaded by the dead demon. The feeling of the innate vitality being abraded and damaged is now like a light on his back.

He was really confused at this moment. The area of ​​a hundred acres is really not large. He can go out with just a flash. But even though he knew that this was the case, his body was driven by inexplicable power and couldn't help but draw an extra arc. This was fatal!

The chest was cold, and the soul felt a murderous intent coming. The target was here. He retreated and reached out to patrol. But for some reason, all the movements were slower, and the coldness penetrated. The body protection was like a wave of water that was cut open, without any protective effect. The heart hurt heavily. An invisible claw cut open his chest, and the rich dead energy penetrated.

Zuo Zhe inexplicably recalled a slightly biased but very common conclusion:

When facing strong people with the Bingxu Dharma Realm, the rest of the people are like babies.

The innate vitality was stained with the dead demon and began to evaporate violently. In a blink of an eye, Zuo Zhe's whole body was really decayed, and the whole ground was softened into a pile of mud.

Amid the screams, Yourui fell to the ground, and the surrounding demon shadows had not yet dissipated, and she was very interested in such a youthful and beautiful woman.

Yourui was first shocked by the rotten corpse of Zuo Zhe and was also disgusted, but she was indeed a little clever and immediately grasped the key point:

"Senior Xusheng save me!"

After counting breaths a little later, Xu Sheng's voice sounded: "Are you... Deacon You?"

"I am, I am!"

"I have summoned you many times before, but I don't want to be here in person."

What?

Yourui didn't understand at first, but looking at the layers of magic shadows and watching this high-altitude courtyard that could be regarded as unique, a series of vague memories turned up like a dream.

She seemed to have been here before?

Yourui remembered that it was about a year ago when he entered the meditation, some vague phantom flashed by, causing a sound of calling, but she was born in the witch sect and had some resistance to the psychic technique. She did not respond and slowly blocked it.

Now it seems that she has offended someone invisibly?

After layers of demon shadows, the silence continued, and Yourui was at a loss. She felt a sense of despair that she had just left the tiger's mouth and entered the wolf's den.

And where she could not observe, the old Taoist Xusheng respectfully reported: "Xusheng was incompetent and did not use the talisman given by the immortal. He was so tired that the immortal took action himself..."

"I'll just try the 'declaration' technique."

In the center of the altar, Yu Ci responded in a voice: "The 'Five-Star Falling Seal' is the twenty-eight constellations level, which you use to deal with monk Buxu. It is already a bit deficient, so how can you say nothing about it?"

However, I have seen an old friend for a year without realizing it?
Chapter completed!