The sticky plasma was like the mucus emitted from a century-old tree, reluctantly flowing down from his white Taoist robe.

His eyes were so clear that there was no trace of murderous intent. His figure was so thin, so thin that it was so indifferent. Even his face was smiling. This smile was just like the sunlight above the sky, warm but not strong! [bsp;    The faint words made Wu Jiuzhou's fighting spirit suddenly rise to the extreme. His shriveled lips slightly cracked, his white teeth looked a little lusty, and his black hair was fluttering, like the black fog around the clear moon in the sky!

"It's a pity that there was a covenant, otherwise you would have died at my feet!" Wu Jiuzhou suddenly chuckled and his eyes drifted towards Fengtai.

A transparent flying sword from afar came from a distance. Huangfu Xinjian's slightly white hair did not look vicissitudes. Instead, he swayed in the air with the violent gale wind, and his heart was inspiring!

Behind him, Jian Wuming also had a serious expression. Jian Ming was his disciple. Now he died, not in Zhou Liang's hands, but in pairs. This revenge must be revenged!

When a person's mind is occupied by anger, it will be difficult for you to talk to him with reason, but you can only use force. However, when the force of both sides is not equal, what else?

Cheng Shuang didn't know that the huge crisis was gradually approaching him. Soon after, Huangfu Xinjian and Jian Wuming came to everyone.

"Are you two here too? I'm just about to ask for advice with my friend Zhou Liang." Wu Jiuzhou's face was cold, the corners of his mouth were slightly opened, and the sneer he made was suffocating!

"According to the will of the ancestor, the god-transforming cultivator can kill ten Yuanying people!" Jian Wuming looked cold, but he just looked at him, with murderous intent on his face!

Even though someone who was as calm as Xu Fan was roaring angrily, Zhao Qing and Ran Junwei hurriedly protected everyone, "I'm afraid the imperial edict of the ancestor Changmei is not a big deal."

"Get into pairs, kill my disciple and take your life!" A flying sword behind Jian Wuming instantly disappeared from the air and appeared again, and had already pierced Cheng Duo's right arms!

Ah! Cheng Shuang roared shrillly, his right arm rotted again, and the sword was so fast that even Zhao Qingran and Junwei didn't react.

"Fellow Daoist Changmei is cruel." Wu Jiuzhou squinted his eyes and chuckled at Zhou Liang, "The Demon Swallowing the Sky, the Demon Swallowing the Sky!"

There was no movement at all. The mouth of the Demon Swallowing Heavenly Demon Can was opened with a trace, and the black lights directly included Zhou Liang!

"It's just like this?" There was a casual cultivator next to him, and he was puzzled. Zhou Liang was still fierce just now. Almost all of the eighteen monks died at his hands. The whereabouts of the God of Heaven are still unknown!

Zhou Liang, who entered the magic pot, was pitch black all around, and in the darkness, and the shocking coldness made him feel that this coldness had never felt it.

The coldness in the ice valley is natural coldness, but what is this coldness? Despair? No, it is indifference, the supreme indifference!

His eyes gradually became cautious, and at this moment, a black light appeared in front of him, and a sarcophagus faintly rose and floated!

The sarcophagus coffin suddenly opened a gap, and one of the phantoms suddenly sat up from the sarcophagus, looked at Zhou Liang lightly, and stretched out his right hand!

No, it cannot be called the right hand, but the right claw! The blue scale claws directly grabbed Zhou Liang's Tianling cover!

Zhou Liang's sea of ​​consciousness suddenly rushed out of three rays of light and shouted loudly, "Taishang, are you going to fight for it too?"

"Gee, gee." The sound of an old cow sucking water appeared in his throat, but it was a little hoarse, "This is a sacrifice!"

"Salute to your sister!" The colorful light was the least disliked and cursed directly. "You are just a demon in the devil. You dare to be so arrogant. Even my people dare to rob me!"

"I am the Supreme!" The voice dumbfounded again!

"I'm still the Qicai Daojun." The Qicai actually protected Zhou Liang with the Qicai, and looked at the golden light beside him. "If we don't help each other, this child will become a sacrificial nourishment!"

Although Wu Jiuzhou admires Zhou Liang very much, he also does not think that he can get out of the Demon Swallowing Heaven. Since ancient times, there have been countless heroes and many handsome men. As long as he enters the Demon Can, he will be destroyed by gray and has never come out!

However, the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Can, the symbol of the Sect Master of the Reluctant Sect, suddenly flew out of his hand. In the sky, there was a sun that was slanting westward suddenly shining brightly, and the sun was clustered with light. The sun's essence fire actually wrapped the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Can directly, and the magic can even open the mouth of the magic can, and finally entered it!

"The breath of you three is so familiar..." The phantom, called the Supreme, seemed to be in a state of silence, and he said with a rough feeling.

None of the four giants seemed to recognize Zhou Liang's eyes. The look was not sad, not pitiful, and not angry.

Although his anger was enough to dry up the sea of ​​blood, and although his anger was enough to crack the world, in the face of absolute strength, everything was futile!

"Are you scared?" A rough voice seemed to ring in his mind.

"Who are you?"

"Scrambled Door!"

"Do you want to take over me again?"

"Depending on what you think, there is only one person in the sect of Chaos Dao. Either you devour me or I devour you!" The rough voice seemed a little happy. "In this sect, all my masters and masters, were devoured, so my power is so powerful!"

"You can devour me, and I can devour me, as long as you are strong enough, look at the golden light and colorful, is there no difference between the Supreme One outside!"

"As long as your strength is strong enough, you can directly knock the so-called two people into scum with one punch and disappear in this world forever and completely, no one in this world can stop you!" The voice with a slight persuasion seemed to want to relieve Zhou Liang!

Zhou Liang stared at the front with his eyes tightly, as if he had not heard the rough voice at all. When he first saw the ancestor disintegrating in front of him and turning into light spots, it was the first time he was so eager for strength.

I originally thought that if he achieved Daoying and became a Nascent Soul cultivator, he could finally breathe a sigh of relief, especially when he returned to the Formation Sect and saw his four wives, he felt even more relieved. The world was so difficult, and he killed. From the moment he returned to the Xianmeng Continent again, he kept killing!

In less than a year, he killed dozens of Nascent Soul Demon Kings and countless Jindan monks. As for building foundations and refining qi, he was even more mortal. The sword intent of killing condensed and became the Yellow Spring Map!

He is not a bloodthirsty person. From the bottom of his heart, he is a kind person, but was born in this unkind world.

He was once kind, before, but he is still kind now, but his scope of kindness has been narrowed down, and only the Formation Sect!

Is he taking on too many enemies? Wu Jiuzhou ultimately wants to kill him, but it is because of the supreme and ruthless Tao. However, who dares to say that Changmei doesn’t have it?

It's just a precept for the weak, it's just a lie to make a point. It's just that I'll let you die. You have to die. I'll let you pay for your life, you have to pay for your life!

When anger disappears, when you are unwilling to die, what else can you do? Only fight for that glimmer of hope, but where is Zhou Liang's glimmer of hope!

This thread of vitality is like an illusory white cloud floating in the air, you can see and cannot touch it. This thread of vitality is like the wronged souls in the Yellow Springs Picture. You can struggle, but you seem to be unable to touch it!

However, this rough voice reminded him that becoming stronger, only endlessly became stronger. Zhou Liang even felt a sense of greed in his heart, greed for power and the strongest!

When this greed arises, his greed crystal suddenly becomes a little swelling, and his clear eyes become a little evil and terrifying!

"The inheritance of the trandom sect is to me!" Zhou Liang, who had not spoken for a long time, spoke silently, his voice was so hoarse!

The rough voice suddenly burst into a bold and wild laugh, and the laughter was so happy. "My chaotic Taoist sect will never stop, the Eight Immortals of the Immortal Realm, the Three Saints of Heaven and Earth, I'm waiting for you!"

The rough voice slowly dissipated, and followed by an inexplicable martial arts. The mysterious martial arts penetrated into every corner of Zhou Liang's body!

There has never been a skill that can put Zhou Liang in such a mysterious state. He even has a feeling that the fortune of heaven and earth is in his hands. He even has a desire to see through the whole world!

"Qiancai Daojun, inherit and me!"

"Your golden light, if you want to take over the body, shouldn't you make me stronger?" Zhou Liang made continuous voices, and his eyes gradually became clear!

The colorful golden light did not say anything, but forced the Supreme to retreat and then disappeared. When the sun's essence fire was guided by the golden light ball, it entered his eyebrows!

His scalp suddenly burned and became a little charred. When the charred disappeared, a mark was already printed on the eyebrows!

The mark became clearer, and his skin seemed to explode. The roaring sound rushed out of the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Can and clearly entered the ears of every monk!

Wu Jiuzhou's face was full of disbelief for the first time. This son was still alive in my treasure of the sect!

When the Devouring Heaven-Swallowing Demon Can was suspended in the air, trembling, and violent golden light began to float around, and the lid of the can tremble even more violently, like a teacup that kept rushing through steam!

Ah! After a moment, a bloody man bathed in golden light came out of it, his eyes were cold and his expression was solemn, "The Wuqing Sect, but that's it!"

"You are looking for death!" Wu Jiuzhou's shriveled lips suddenly twitched, and he was about to take action, but he found that Zhao Qingran was standing in front of him, while Junwei was protecting Cheng Shuang and others!

The battle was about to begin, life and death were just a moment, and Cheng Twin's right arm began to rot. The inexplicable flying sword actually contained a very poison, and he did not notice the jade-colored light emitted by the cold jade gui on his chest!

The plasma slowly solidified on his white Taoist robe. He walked step by step to Zhao Qingran, bowed gently, and his bloody right hand lifted the Netherworld Sword that was about to move.

The plasma also penetrated every black hair, and his eyebrows even clotted together because of the plasma, and his dry and cracked lips opened gently!

This opening means the birth of Shura! This opening means killing the whole world!

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