"Hao Gao, you are sour scholar..."

Listening to Li Mubai whispering high, Master Hong was so angry that he trembled all over and stomped his feet and cursed: "If you have enough seeds, don't point me at the sarcastic spirit. I'll see the truth from my hands - I don't believe that the axe in my hand can't cut the broken picture in your sour scholar's hand..."

"Respect my old age, and the old man; my grandson, and my grandson..."

Li Mubai continued to sing with his head shaking his head, and dig about Hongzhu in different ways...

Seeing that the knuckles of Master Hong's holding the axe handle began to turn white, Linghu Yuan had to ask for help from Jijiu, "The formation is about to be completed, and I can't pull it out at all. If Brother Jijiu doesn't want to see me killing each other before I see the white bones falling from that day, it's best to persuade Master Hong to persuade him..."

"Sour Scholar, stop at the right time!"

While talking, he bent his fingers and swung his fingers, the vermilion wine gourd in his palm floated to Master Hong and said, "This sour scholar has been sour for thousands of years. Why do you have the same knowledge as him - why don't you go and drink with me?"

"Let him spare his life!"

As Master Hong said, holding the wine gourd, he came to the side and gurgled, gritting his teeth and said angrily: "As soon as I see this person surnamed Li, no matter how good my wine is, it smells sour in my mouth!"

He didn't respond, so he gulped the wine and said, "Why are you here? Didn't you say you want to live for a few more years and never get into this muddy water if you die?"

"I think you are afraid that you will never die because of the dry snow..."

Master Hong hummed, "My Lord Hong doesn't want to go to the muddy water, but for the sake of friendship over the years, if you die, I can at least help you collect the body!"

He was drunk and ignored Master Hong's poisonous tongue, looked around and said, "She didn't come!"

"Where can Kuxue not come where the old thing in the Fan Sword Sect might appear?"

After Master Hong rolled his eyes, he said, "I haven't come now. It's probably because of the seedlings of the spiritual roots in Tiantian - don't worry, she will come!"

I was addicted to alcohol and took a big sip of wine. After looking at Changtian for a long time, I squirted and said, "It's time to get it done!"

"It's best if you can figure it out!"

Hearing this, Master Hong finally became happy and said, "With your current identity, what kind of female cultivator in the world can't get it? Give up a dead leaf and get the whole forest..."

He was addicted to alcohol and blank his eyes, and said to Changkong: "I didn't say Kuxue, I was talking about it!"

“…”

Master Hong was speechless and said for a moment later: "I think you are really tired of living!"

"It's not that I'm tired of living..."

He said quietly: "I have been waiting at the end of this road for too long and too long. I have no patience to wait any longer - whether it is dead or alive, I want to take that step and go up and see the scenery in that sky!

Otherwise, I will die with my eyes open!"

"Although the scenery in the sky is good, I believe that it is better to live than to die!"

Hong Zhu said intently, but when he saw the look of Jiujiu looking at Changtian directly, and when he saw the endless hatred and resentment in the eyes, he could no longer say this.

After all, in his heart, he, who had been waiting at the end of this road for too long, really didn't want to go up and take a look?

While both of them were looking at Changtian, Li Mubai's satisfied eyes were also looking at Changtian. He had the same emotions in his eyes, and he murmured: "I heard the truth in the morning and died in the evening..."

Only Linghu Yuan's eyes did not look at the sky.

While he was busy with his work, his eyes were filled with the figures of the three of them, and there was a strong and complicated emotion in his eyes...

Calculate the time when the formation of the large array is formed, and thinks that I have walked to the present step by step in my life.

The complex emotions in Linghu Yuan's eyes were constantly fading, replaced by some cold meaning...

That look was like he was sitting upright on the high position of the leader of the Immortal Alliance, but clearly remembering that he could sit here, and under the throne, there were exactly the same.

Then, his eyes also looked at the sky, clenched his fists silently, and said that as long as he could enjoy the scenery in the sky, he would never mind that many bones would become his stepping stones...

As for who these bones belong to, whether they belong to his relatives, friends and friends...

he does not care a straw.

One general succeeds and thousands of bones are woven!

Linghu Yuan felt that this has been the case since ancient times!

No one will know Linghu Yuan’s thoughts.

Therefore, the countless monks who were ordered were still flocking toward the Chaos Enchantment.

In the Chaos Enchantment, a large number of killings still occur anytime and anywhere.

Whether it is spiritual cultivation or spiritual cultivation, they are constantly dying.

And such killings are constantly spreading from the Qi Condensation Space to the Foundation Building Space...

roar!

Amid the violent roar, a skull beast's body was filled with fire and rushed towards Ni Zhen and others!

"Die!"

The undead cultivator who controlled the bone beast was grim and shook the sky. He seemed to have seen these invincible spiritual cultivators who thought they could be invincible in the Qi Condensation Realm space to be torn into pieces by their bone beasts...

After all, his bone beast is a purple-eyed bone beast, and he has the strength of the foundation-building stage!

Thinking of this, the undead cultivator laughed even more happily. He thought that these spiritual cultivators would not even think until they died, why can the purple-eyed bone beast with foundation-building strength be able to accommodate the space of this Qi Condensation Realm...

It is not because this space will not be burst due to the entry of the foundation-building power. It is because of the power of space, which is more about real cultivation, rather than physical strength!

The power of the bone beast, although the purple-eyed bone beast has awakened its talent, can release powerful magic...

But fundamentally, it relies more on the energy of its bones, and its application of magic power is far from reaching the level of foundation building. Therefore, although these low-level spaces cannot accommodate foundation building cultivators, they can accommodate bone beasts with foundation building strength.

The spiritual practitioners did not realize this before, not that this did not exist, but because the undead spiritual practitioners in the Ningming Realm have high-level bone beasts that can only be possessed by the Bone Calling Realm. The chance of this happening is too small - just as rare as a Qi Condensing Cultivator has magic weapons.

And coincidentally, this undead cultivator is a lucky person who has a purple-eyed bone beast even though he is in the Ningming realm.

"Diet under my Purple Eye Bone Beast, don't feel that you are unfair to die!"

The undead cultivator smiled grimly, thinking that if you really want to blame him, you will blame you for being unlucky and actually met yourself...

While he was thinking about this, the purple-eyed bone beast had already hit Ni Zhenren and others...

Amid the shrill screams, just one encounter, two spiritual practitioners with great perfect energy were scratched by the purple-eyed bone beast and cracked the body talisman shield, and then scratched most of their bodies...
Chapter completed!