In front of the coffin monument, blood was pooled in the hands of the ghost bride and turned into a bloody training, just like the embellishment on the phoenix crown and robe.

Thousands of red trains were spreading across the sky, and above the pool of blood, but in an instant, the human skins, like lanterns, dried up and then rotted and decomposed.

The filthy blood pooled in the hands of the ghost bride seemed to turn into an art.

A layer of sweat seemed to be revealed on the bald Hu Crook's bare head.

The monk in white is indeed not his opponent, but the ghost bride is indeed able to take his life.

Although his real body did not come, if this starving ghost who was raised with great effort was to be broken here, he would also be severely injured.

Above the sea of ​​blood, Hu Crook's incarnation skin also showed signs of being shriveled. He looked up and said that even if he died, he was still elegant and luxurious. He shouted like a ghost bride with a fiery red phoenix:

"I am a disciple of the Yinshan Ancestor. Are you going to kill me for an outsider?"

But the blood wave did not stop at all. Although the ghost bride's father was the ancestor of Yinshan and the ancestor of the Zuodao clan, he never used evil techniques much.

After saying that, few people believed that the ancestor of Yinshan not only did not like to use evil magic, but also liked to hit the other person with his fists in front and called him Dad.

The Yinshan Ancestor never cared about the inheritance of evil magic. His true inheritance was the skill of body refining.

Therefore, a left-right disciple cannot be considered a heritage at all.

Under the bloody red training, Hu Crook had to accept the truth, that is, the bride of Yinshan took a ruthless move this time and wanted to kill him for the sake of the stupid boy.

"Come back!" Hu Crook roared at the starving ghost.

Under the collusion between lotus flowers, a huge corrupt human head is devouring lotus flowers one after another.

It is always insatiable and always hungry.

A trace of ghost energy lingered on the human head. One of the two eyes was hollowed out by something, while the other staggered on the socket.

Just looking at it makes your scalp numb.

After hearing Hu Cuzi's call, the starving ghost reluctantly glanced at the endless lotus with the only eye hanging on his eye socket, and instantly turned into a black shadow and rushed to Hu Cuzi's stomach.

A dark black gap was listed on the skin of the human skin that was about to be shriveled, and the starving ghosts tried their best to get in.

But the ghost bride can't make him happy.

Countless blood-colored silk threads rose up from the ground, tied up the starving ghost into a huge red hydrangea.

The starving ghost who was about to penetrate the belly was pulled out like this.

The starving ghost roared, and the sharp howling instantly hit the audience.

Kong Erlen covered his ears and felt his head buzzing.

Lin Qingsheng felt that there seemed to be phantoms in front of everyone.

The next moment, the huge blood-colored thread exerted force again.

The dark evil ghost was torn apart in an instant.

"ah!"

Hu Crook, whose human skin turned into, let out a painful whine.

Inch by inch, it decays, decomposes...

The monk in white who disappeared was far from Hu Cuo. The monk in white who was standing there was like a burst of bubbles shattering, disappearing in front of the cemetery of the Yinshan Bride.

Taking advantage of your illness to kill you, this is the excellent moral quality of evil people.

The excellent qualities of the ancestors were actually very happy to inherit the monks in white without warning.

………

In the distance, Hu Crooked suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood in the strange formation pattern that was infamously out of nowhere, and his whole body seemed to be much more depressed.

He held the floor with one hand, and a big bag on his chest kept rising and falling, as if something was hiking underneath.

Hu Crooker scratched the bloated place with his hands in pain, and deep blood marks were found in many places.

At this moment, a sound rang out.

"Hu Cutezi, do you think I can kill you now, monk?"

Hu Cuzi felt like he had fallen into the coldest days of the world. In front of him, a white monk looked at the person in front of him with a smile.

This bald donkey really wants to kill him.

Hu Crooker had a cold sweat.

Almost the moment he saw the monk in white, a black aura suddenly appeared on his body like a ghost.

The unity of man and ghost.

A broken and corrupt corpse that could be seen almost naked eyes merged with Hu Crook,

Hu Lazi became even more limp in an instant.

Half of his body was almost pressed on the ground.

"Do you want me to fight hard when you take out this lame ghost?"

The monk in white did not refuse to tease himself while adjusting himself to his best condition.

When a male lion fights a rabbit, he still needs to do his best.

He is naturally no exception.

Especially the art of unity between human and ghost in the soul-torn soul, which extremely restrains his illusion, which is also one of the reasons why he wants to kill Hu Crook.

He does not allow the ability to conspire to himself to stay in the hands of others.

But the next moment, Hu Crook suddenly turned into a shadow and ran towards the distance.

Yinshan is the territory of Yinshan bride, and Hu Crooker dared not stay here at all.

Before, he could have been here to propose marriage based on the status of the Yinshan ancestor who was separated from countless generations, but now the Yinshan bride is determined to kill him.

This place must not be kept.

The monk in white did not refuse to let him leave.

If he doesn't refuse to kill Hu Crooker today, no one can stop him.

This Hu Crook must die today.

Two figures went east from Yinshan, and in just a moment they had already left ten miles away.

A sword light passed by on the Yin Mountain. Wen Zhengming, who possessed Li Mubai, looked at the two figures that were gone away and chased after him with his sword.

On the highway leading to Shuntian Mansion, a man who came back from the grassland drove on his own and blew the wind with his car window open.

It is rare to drive to a speed of one hundred kilometers per hour, which is leisurely and comfortable.

Shuntian Mansion cannot be opened at this speed.

Just as the man was listening to the song and humming a small song, with a "swish!", a black shadow suddenly passed by his car.

Damn it!

The man suddenly sat up straight, his eyes wide open.

Did a big black rat rush over just now?

Before the man could come to his senses, a white figure rushed over from the side of the car.

This time the man saw it a little clearly.

That... seems to be a person.

like?

The man lowered his head and looked at the speed of 110Km/h on his instrument panel.

That's a big deal!

The man would rather believe that they were two low-altitude fighters just now.

As for people... people who can exceed the speed of 110 kilometers per hour... can this be considered an individual?

Before the man could comfort himself, a burst of explosion came from the air.

The man seemed to see a man in white flying over stepping on a flying sword.

He gently patted his cheeks with abnormal flushing, and the man said in disbelief: "Just take a sip of wine, it won't be."

I don't know how many people saw this along the way.

"Hey, police? Someone is racing on Yinshun Expressway."

"Ah? Let me report the license plate number?"

"They didn't drive."

"They are running at a speed of two or three hundred yards per hour. I didn't lie. Ah, I just flew over and stepped on the flying sword."

………

The three of them passed through Yinshan, and in just a moment they entered the territory of Shuntian Prefecture.

The ancient capital welcomed three guests from afar.

Wen Zhengming held the long sword and looked at Hu Lazi from afar.

This guy is going to fight back.

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