There is a huge pit on the mountain, full of smoke and dust. The ragged old man's mouth is covered with blood. His breathing fluctuates violently. When he is unstable, he will stop on the track.

Ye Fengsheng came with potential, bowed in the air, bent his knees slightly, aimed his knees at the blue-orange chest below, and then fell down.

The ground was vibrating. The thick and black cracks on his arms that could be seen in the naked eye spread in all directions like spider webs. Ye Feng stretched out his hand, wiped the blood from Qing orange mouth, and spit it on his body. Through the dust, he saw those ugly eyes. He raised his hand with his fist and fell heavily on the wrinkled green and orange cheeks.

Qingzhi's head fell deeply to the ground, but there was no pain. Ye Feng's voice turned around, his fists raised high and fell heavily. Except for the fists that initially vented his anger, each fist fell accurately on the big ah on Qingzhi's body, crushing the slowly pulling and gathering spirit.

Ye Fengsheng dared not relax his vigilance for such a dangerous person, for fear that he would change any differently after he was concentrating again. He would only cut off the root of evil and see what kind of waves the ghosts who could not lift their bodies and use them for themselves would turn to.

People who have experienced many battles can easily know Ye Fengsheng's purpose. He knows that he was killed in the ditch. He never had any benefits when dealing with the ancients. He let Ye Fengsheng attack, block the halo, and slowly open his mouth.

There was a feeling in the voice: "How did you do it?"

Ye Feng glanced at him softly, but he didn't notice it. Another punch hit Zhurao in the throat.

The transformation of self-discipline and self-discipline gave Ye Fengsheng a very absurd idea. Gurao's skills should be unique. This is a good opportunity for monks to study one of them. Now they have learned three skills. Instead of mutual exclusion, there is a change to integrate and connect with each other. This makes Ye Fengsheng's heart incredible.

But I didn't have time to think so much. After studying Jingxin, Pei's anger was overwhelmed. After I personally comforted Wenren, I decided to learn their meditation. No matter how considerate they were, they couldn't stand it. Once their skills were exposed, they would not only worry about their lives, but also suffer disasters.

Thinking of this, Ye Fengsheng punched Qingcheng in the head again.

Very powerful!

Qingzhi's Adam's apple rolled up and down. After a long time, he spat out a mouthful of blood. He used a hoarse voice: "You can't kill me. Today, I underestimate your Gurao legacy. I didn't expect there would be a way in your situation. Now, I can guarantee that I won't kill you."

"Bang!"

Ye Fengsheng punched the ground, and smiled coldly and scolded: "Let you lie next to me again and spy on my secrets. Kill me when I find a way to solve it?"

"I am Ye Fengsheng, what kind of idiot are you? If you can't kill me, can't you kill me?"

"If you kill, how can I live to this day?"

Qingzhi's face is still cold. Even if Ye Fengsheng beat him into a pig's head several times in a row, he will always feel a sense of confidence lingering. In addition, this indifference also reveals a look of bowing his head. Even if he is in a state of decline, he still seems to be the dominant party.

Ye Fengsheng broke his right arm with another punch. In the crisp crackling sound, he coldly said: "I know you are the Buddha of the underworld. When the monks in the world hear your name, they must give up. But Ye Fengsheng does not believe in this kind of evil. You are human, I am human. You just want to kill me. I can kill you now. It has nothing to do with the status of the kingdom. So you must die now."

Qingzhi stopped talking, and his fractured face and emotions did not arouse his mouth. He was full of sarcasm.

When Ye Fengsheng's fist fell again and his fist was in full swing, Qingzhi suddenly said: "Master Kunlun should be out of seclusion."

The fist wind suddenly stopped, and Ye Fengsheng's eyes fell.

"This is a good way to balance the disappearance of thunder with the storm and the heat of the earth. It is also a very good idea to drive it with empty palms. If General Yuanying is swept by him and falls down by himself, Kunlun can control the thunder. Even if it is thunderous, it is just a little more effort. Just relying on the bitter cold wind and human heat you put into Danjing, even if you add empty palms, it will not cause serious damage to the Kunlun Lord of Yunyingjing. If he wants to leave, he can run away."

"You and the White Fox who came to Shou.

When the dust settled, the headless corpse had disappeared without a trace. There was only one big pit on the ground, which had fallen and cracked. It was like a big mouth in an abyss, looking at it, trembling.

Her palm was blocked by a huge halo. Yinglu turned around and looked at the middle-aged man with frosted temples, but ignored his face. Listening to the Kunlun disciples running up and down beside her, she felt a little scared, and the golden pupils in her right eye were a little dark.

"White Fox? Four tails?"

The middle-aged man carefully felt Yinglu's aura, and he said: "This is a great opportunity. He can change his body before entering the first child. A beast like you who is favored by the emperor cannot easily get the opportunity now. It's just that he doesn't want to repay the practice. How dare he come to Kunlun to do evil and kill the land?"

Yinglu couldn't speak. She wanted to take back her palm, but failed. She could only stare at the so-called Kunlun leader with fierce eyes.

"It is not easy for you to practice. If you don't kill my Kunlun disciples, I will let you go now. But you have killed countless disciples. You can't go now. You have a great chance. Killing you will be harmful to Kunlun's luck. Now, you will sit under my Kunlun seat and be a beast in Kunlun's mountain viewing. Let you go three hundred years later."

The voice of the Kunlun leader could be heard, and Yinglu had already scolded:

"You're dreaming!"

Dark golden eyes suddenly appeared, and Yingluo rose in the air. She wanted to bring this person to the court.

“Down.”

The middle-aged man whispered a soft voice. He pulled down his palm and pulled Yinglu back to the ground. After a violent vibration, the four tails of one head, three white and one gold were exposed to the public. The sharp teeth and fierce wandering bodies unfolded, which made the faces of some monks who were not strong enough painful.

The Kunlun Mountain took two steps in place. When the palm of his hand turned, a huge spiritual net fell on Kong Zheng and knocked down the ferocious white fox below, without giving her any chance to resist.

Standing in the air, shaking. Master Kunlun clasped his hands together. Huo's soul condensed into a cone from his side. It flew towards the white fox like a hail arrow, which was covered and suppressed by the ghost's net.

There are many spiritual cones on it, and it is full of mysterious formations. There is a large array of thieves in the formation. Now it is used to suppress the white fox. Obviously, this is an opportunity to use four white foxes to rebuild the new Kunlun.

Under the spirit net, the white fox's eyes shone with golden light. The bloodline that blocked the mountains and fame had loosened.

Just kidding, for freedom, how could anyone who can work hard with Ye Fengsheng be willing to be trapped in Kunlun for three hundred years by the Kunlun leader who had nothing to do with her? The Kunlun leader looked like a knife, and every eye seemed to have stolen something from him.
Chapter completed!