The reins in Ling Tiansu's hand were slightly tightened, and the white horse under him seemed to feel the cold and solemn consciousness behind him. He no longer continued to lower his head and eat grass. He neighed and walked forward.

He rode a white horse and his eyes were indifferent toward the old man Ghost Claw.

The old man Ghost Claw had already stood up from the ground and patted the dust on his body. His green and gray eyes stared at him with gloomy breath, with a dangerous breath.

"Hey." Zhao Qiege frowned and was about to speak. A black body like an iron tower blocked her. It was the black blood war ghost under the national master. His blue eyes stared at her.

The old man Ghost Claw laughed sinisterly, "Ms. Li Qige is the treasure of the swordsman Yang Xiaobei, and is one of the future candidates for Princess Wu Ying. I don't dare to touch you, but Miss, you are not sure how well-behaved, and your claws are too sharp. Why don't you let me discipline her for you?"

Seeing Ling Tiansu still driving towards the old man Ghost Claw without knowing his life and death, Li Qige was angry and anxious, "Come back for me!"

Seeing her thin face, perhaps the old man Ghost Claw dared not touch her people randomly.

But if she openly provoked, the result would be very different!

Those who leave the country are the most cruel and evil. They will tear them into pieces of meat in the most cruel and bloody way, and eat them raw.

Seeing that Ling Tiansu was unmoved, Li Qie stood up in anger, but was suppressed by the aura of the black blood war ghost and could not step out, and his face suddenly looked extremely ugly.

The old man Ghost Claw looked at Ling Tiansu with a smile, and a strange black mist rose from the hem of the black robe covered.

The three-foot aura around him appeared, and the magic image of the war ghost prisoner embracing the giant mountain, which looked like a misty ink, and the strong energy of the Nine Nether Yin burst out powerfully!

Li Qige's expression changed drastically, and he was shocked and lost his mind: "Fight against the ghost prisoner of the mountain!"

Battle with Ghost Prison Mountain is an evil cultivator's heavenly level skill. The old man Ghost Claw has the cultivation level of Tongyuanchu Realm. With this technique, he can sacrifice and nourish the battle soul. When fighting with Ghost Prison Mountain, he can also imprison the soul. He can confine his soul to hide in the Dharma Mountain, and not enter the cycle of reincarnation, devour the five stars of human souls, and forever imprison and Dharma-Earth Ghost Mountain.

With his current cultivation level, not to mention the Tongyuan First Realm, I am afraid that the soul of the peak Tongyuan practitioner will be directly dispersed by the Soul-Retaining!

The snowflakes scattered around the old man Ghost Claw turned into a strange dark color, and then instantly turned into pale that lost its soul color, falling down dejectedly.

Even though Li Qige was far from the old man Ghost Claw, there was even this iron tower-like war ghost in front of her blocking her, resisting most of the pressure for her.

She was still shocked and her face turned pale, and her sea of ​​consciousness was painful. She had a soul that was sucked into the chaos of space and was about to be sucked away and torn apart!

She groaned, held her head in her hands and screamed in pain: "Brother!!!"

A clear sword burst through the clouds, and the sky with thick snow and frozen clouds seemed to be broken into a vast cave, and a terrifying divine power burst out from the caves of the clouds.

The magic sword split the sky, sweeping through the clouds and frost, with a powerful aura.

No one could have thought that such a domineering sword would be a narrow, long and thin embroidered spring sword.

"Who dares to hurt my sister!" The young man's voice resounded throughout the sky, no one was seen, and the sword soul reflected the blade, and the sharpness slashed straight towards the old man Ghost Claw!

Although the old man Ghost Claw had fear and surprise in his eyes, he seemed to have never expected Yang Xiaobei to come so quickly, but he did not intend to let go of this "woman" who tried to offend him.

As the black wide sleeves were waving, the dark magic mist turned into a long dragon, and the thunderous magic sword was swept into it.

In an instant, the lacquer mist was like a dragon, burning red and burning in the burning sword intent.

Yang Xiaobei's cultivation level is at the peak of Tongyuan, and is more than one-line stronger than the Ghost Claw Old Man. However, with the complementary combination of the heavenly-level martial arts, the unstoppable sword intent finally delayed a little.

The old man Ghost Claw laughed gloomy and slowly raised his head. The dry eagle-hooked nose under his hood was so big that it felt like a ghost was attracted to the soul.

The moment the old man with ghost claw raised his head, Ling Tiansu held the reins in his hand, and the white horse roared and the horse's hooves were raised high. The horse's hooves, which were inlaid with special iron sheets of the Yue Kingdom's military, reflected the cold texture of the metal in the heavy snow.

White horse is young.

The white horse is very tall.

He was not tall when he was young, but he covered most of the sky.

On the grassland, the wind and snow between heaven and earth suddenly became quiet and peaceful.

The white horse bent his hooves and stood up. He covered the sky light on his back, and the shadow cast by the backlight reflected a cold face.

The old man with ghost claws was so powerful that he was like a corner of the Tianshan Mountains in the Ghost Cage. Even the powerful Yang Xiaobei stunning magic sword could not break his aura for the time being.

But he stood under the horse, and the sky was covered by the boy immediately.

An extremely simple scene made the ghost clawed old man's gloomy smile slightly stiff, and he felt a terrible illusion that the sky was falling and that he was the will of heaven.

The horse's hooves fell.

The mountain ghost battle soul is coming up and bombarded!

‘Puji’…

A slightly funny sound echoed in the wind and snow.

The ghost claw old man's energy burst out in an instant, not something that he could control himself.

It was like encountering some great crisis. At the last moment, the survival instinct deep in the body squeezed out all the energy.

And the iron-piece horse's hooves that did not have any energy flow and looked extremely ordinary fell down.

The black fog, like a mirage, scattered quietly.

The disdainful expression on the face of the old man Ghost Claw had not even dissipated. Although his body had already made an instinctive response to perceiving death, his consciousness had not even reacted. The difference in life and death between the two was huge.

But the horse's hooves that were stepping on his chest soon sank deeply into his body. Between his pale and thin skin, fine blood beads burst out from the pores of his skin.

He spewed out a mouthful of blood, his eyes shocked and desperate, but he was unable to stop the darkness of death from wrapping him up.

From the perspective of others, it looks like Ling Tiansu is riding a horse and then falling down naturally.

This famous evil cultivator from the country turned into a pool of meat paste and mixed in the snow.

The blood gradually turned the white horse's hair red, making it look like it was walking out of the Shura battlefield and the white bones in the naked earth.

The long sword that broke through the sky made a sound of a shimmering red blood flame, and finally cut through the thick black fog.

Yang Xiaobei never thought that the old man Ghost Claw would die, so he forgot to breathe and close the knife. The narrow, thin and long embroidered spring sword gathered and could not dissipate, and continued to break through the wind.

On the horse's back, a slender and distinct palm seemed to be relaxed and calmly poked out, holding the lightning-like knife.

The flames of sword energy, like burning clouds, suddenly dissipated completely.

The long sword was quietly held in the hand, as if it was sleeping, without any discerning power or horror.

Yang Xiaobei, who was bathing in the wind and snow, was shocked and stunned.

Li Qige opened his eyes wide and was shocked!

Didn’t Rong Xiu say that he would send a cute little cat over?

Is this a little cat?

It's clearly a tiger that kills people! She's a little messy.

The soldiers in the red and silver armor of Liguo all showed fierce eyes, impatient and cruel.

The sky light disappears with the setting sun sets in the distant mountains, the evening snow is silent, and countless snow falls.

The white horse in blood, in the snow, white and silver hair, her clothes and hair are all elegant, like a beautiful painting.

I skillfully flipped over a knife flower in my hand, and the dispersed clouds could not be saved, but under the dim sky, dark clouds swept violently.

The heaven and earth are dark and the snowflakes in front of you are unable to see clearly.

The silent knife in Ling Tiansu's hand finally moved...

In the dark evening snow, I saw only a flash of shocking snow-cold sword shadows like lightning, and a sound of sneering and cutting, and gradually turned out to be fishy and thick frost red.

Finally, with a shiny sound, the blade entered the body, and the black blood war ghost standing in front of Li Qige was penetrated by a long sword, and scarlet blood with red flames burst out from the war ghost's body bit by bit, illuminating the twilight.

The light and shadow intertwined, and it was clearly visible. The blood-stained corpses on the ground were all soldiers from the country.

The cold knife tip is only an inch away from Li Qige's nose.

The distance is somewhat subtle.

Ling Tiansu turned over and got off the horse, and his calm eyes glanced at her, "The horse is returned to you, and the knife is returned to you."

The blood-burning color of the black blood war ghost's body gradually turned into golden brilliant flames, and the blood arrays on the ground ignited one after another like oil.

The dazzling fire bloomed beautifully in the snow. From a distance, it looked like an evil blood ghost array was burned and cracked by a holy fire from the heavenly realm.

The five-sided giant tripod at the end of the blood formation exploded, and the fires soared into the sky, like fireworks blooming, scattering into colorful brilliance.

The mortals of Yue Kingdom in the big pit were reborn after the disaster and stopped crying. The gratitude and joy of thanks were endless. They looked at Ling Tiansu enthusiastically, as if they were admiring the gods.

At the last moment of life and death, it was not His Highness, the Savior of Yue Kingdom, or the arrival of the gods, but the beautiful "woman" who saved them from water and fire.

Although she is not a god, she is even more a god.

At this moment, the five Haotian Freedom Seals in Ling Tiansu's body suddenly boiled and heated, as if extremely pure power poured in and poured into his body. Every inch of skin and bones was filled with strength.

His eyes were slightly surprised.

This is……

The power of faith on earth.

The power of faith can be transformed into the original power of practitioners. The power of faith can not only improve the limited qualifications and bloodlines of practitioners, but also transform them into pure power to help others practice.

If the power of faith accumulates to a certain extent, it will turn into the power of merit. Even if you enter the cycle of reincarnation, this powerful and supreme power will not be erased.

The power of merit can create a divine body, and there are also examples of mortals ascending to become gods in the world of nothingness.

That is, the power of faith has reached a point that even the gods cannot ignore. Yi Fan transforms into a god, reaches the pinnacle, and reaches the peak, and reaches the point of becoming a god.

Although the power of faith in these hundreds of people penetrated into Ling Tiansu's body and most of it would be lost outside the body, it would just allow the five Haotian Freedom Seals to run slightly and slowly, and the energy consumed by Ling Tiansu's killing was completely repaired.

Ling Tiansu gently stroked the fox clan totem mark under his shoulder.

But he suddenly had an idea in his mind...
Chapter completed!