"If thousands of people come, I will kill you!"

Outside the cave, Zhouxian was frantically burning all the talismans on his body. From a distance, he looked like a burning man.

He rushed towards the thousands of people with all his strength, but his ability to escape might be a little better, but how could his fighting skills compare to the direct disciples of the Ghost King Sect? No matter how hard he tried, he was still blocked three feet away by the pale white light.

"Lao Zhou, calm down."

Wan Wan also felt a little guilty on his face, but he touched the tiger talisman in his palm and felt the killing aura of the white tiger evil, cutting his palm like a sharp knife, and his expression returned to firmness.

"Calm down, mom! Damn it, you are the one who wants to take that tiger charm. If you kill my son, I will kill you!"

Zhouxian's eyes were red, and he seemed to be frantically trying to strike the body-protecting light that thousands of people were looking for over and over again in vain.

"Old Zhou!" Ten thousand people raised their voices, "It's not that I didn't save your son. The situation was urgent and I only had time to save you."

"What the hell, did I tell you that someone would die if you took that thing? Huh?" Zhou Yixian was full of swear words, pointing at thousands of people and yelling at them.

"Old Zhou, you don't understand me. The Holy Religion is a place where the strong prey on the weak. If I don't become strong enough to eat others, others will come to eat me. That Qiu Wangyu has already arrived at the door of my Ghost King Sect, and my master will soon

I won’t be able to withstand the pressure and will be subsumed by him.”

"This Qiu Wangyu is also a human being. He is also a human being. I can practice, but he can practice? He has to rely on internal strength. He can do hard work and surpass me?"

Suddenly, thousands of people opened their eyes, which surprised Zhang Xiaofan.

Thousands of people were the first to be alert, their hands shining with pale white light.

Human beings are just the strongest people in the world. People who practice spirituality can live for thousands of years, and they can also live up to the power of splitting mountains and seas. With magic weapons, they can even fly. Compared with the power that these non-human magic weapons can exert.

, simply too far apart.

Thousands of people are trying their best to activate the magic weapon to fly, but they can still shorten the distance a little.

I have never felt that way before, even when facing my master, the Ghost King, or even when facing Qiu Wangyu, who has been here several times. It is this kind of great feeling that can be resisted, just like facing the world.

"I have evil spirits entering my body. You can carry me around for a while to rejuvenate my blood vessels before I can get treatment."

"Dad." Zhou Yixian trembled, and with all his strength, he could only make a loud voice, "Dad, yes, you are ready. You can give our Zhou family... a new one. You always... have another one."

.”

"Walk."

Zhang Xiaofan was startled and hurriedly chased after him.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, he is wrong. They are good, but you are the worst, because you and they are from the same world."

You can pull him down, but you still want to kill me? That person just turned his hand and slapped me, you owe me eighty-seven lives, this is just a mercy.

Zhang Xiaofan obviously didn't care so much and ran backwards slowly.

Ten Thousand People struggled for a moment, but still followed, grabbed Zhang Xiaofan, and took me to fly with him.

The crowd seemed to be asleep, letting Xi Pengjiang curse.

Before I finished speaking, I slapped Zhou Xian on the chest with a palm. How could Zhou Xian withstand that palm? He died instantly.

"Of course." Xi Peng watched it like a four o'clock TV series, feeling very satisfied.

Emperor Shaktian is actually you?

"hiss……"

Although the evil spirit has entered the most, it is the place where the white tigers gather after all, and it still does not have a sense of chilling, which makes people feel creepy. Maybe in a few thousand years, the place where white tigers rush into the evil spirit will form again.

Yang Gui took a breath, and with my hateful tone and eyes, it felt more like that.

"That's possible. Brother Xingyun is clearly not dead yet." Ten thousand people came from the Demon Cult and have seen fewer dead people than living people, so they have no say in that aspect.

Yang Gui shook his head and said: "Not only can you not make me come back to life, you can even make me possess a powerful and powerful cultivation practice. From now on, I will fight against the world and live forever. Huh?"

Zhang Xiaofan was stunned for a moment and quickly ran towards the cave.

"Oh, you understand. The evil energy of my White Tiger has entered my body. It's like there are several swords cutting my meridians and body. It's more terrifying than being cut into pieces. I'd better die early and suffer more!"

Xi Peng's words also aroused our imagination. We thought that when Yang Gui said "I am a person of the same world", I was bragging about my low cultivation level. Zhang Xiaofan gritted his teeth and uttered a few words from between his teeth, "Madman,

He's not a madman!"

Then he nodded, turned around and said, "The child can be saved, let's die."

"Hi." In the midst of the sad atmosphere, a cheerful voice suddenly sounded in the night sky, "No one is injured, do you need treatment?"

We walked one behind the other for a few hours. We had already passed Qianwai, and we were already far away from Hanxi City where we set out.

Alas……

Zhang Xiaofan's words floated in the night sky like owls. Practitioners have always believed in ghosts and gods, but as soon as Zhang Xiaofan's curse-like words came out, thousands of people frowned, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable.

"Fuck him!" Xi Pengjiang scolded angrily: "People can be resurrected after death. Who didn't kill people first and then treat them that day?"

"Dad, don't cry." Zhou Yixian struggled to raise his hand to wipe Zhang Xiaofan's tears, but he couldn't lift it up. Xi Pengjiang held his son's hand, put it under his face, and said loudly: "Dad, something is wrong.

It’s crying.”

That made everyone feel cold in their hearts.

Passing by the short corridor, we came to this empty stone room.

Xi Pengjiang wanted to strangle Xi Peng's neck like crazy, but was imprisoned in place by a strange force. I was not imprisoned myself, but I felt that it was just one step away. No matter how I ran, I couldn't run out of that place.

distance.

"He is a heartless demon and a lunatic with no humanity. You will be beaten to death by him... to death..."

Yang Gui's words frightened everyone, and they subconsciously took a step forward, protecting the tiger talisman in their arms with their hands.

The pale white light flew slowly against the ground. Everyone knew that Yang Gui's cultivation level was too low, so he used all his strength. But the man behind him was obviously just walking quickly, but his feet seemed to be shrinking.

Every inch, every step is taken a long distance.

"When manpower is exhausted, there will be poverty, but the victory of a man is greater than that of heaven and earth."

That was exactly the spatial magical power that Xi Peng used to prevent the golden characters of the "Book of Heaven" from entering his brain.

I took a few steps forward and asked with a hot smile: "Yes, what kind of immortal is he? He is indeed a member of the devil's sect, with a vicious heart and cold nature. Ten thousand little devils, sooner or later, his own children will also

He lost it because he chased power in vain!"

Thousands of people were so frightened that they almost jumped up.

In fact, Zhou Xingyun was confused and distracted about life at this time. I longed for no one to give me a clear path, and the old man who preached on behalf of the author and had extraordinary experience was exactly what I needed.

At this time, Zhou Xingyun was subconsciously on guard against Xi Pengjiang.

Few people think that Zhang Xiaofan's cultivation level is measurable. The reason is that Xi Pengjiang, who has completed seven volumes of "Book of Heaven" and reached the limit of Qing Dynasty in cultivation, can still be photographed on my shoulder.

"He can kill you just like that!" Zhang Xiaofan roared: "Kill me and thousands of people will come. If he kills me, the matter between us will be wiped out!"

"Xingyun, Xingyun." Xi Pengjiang shouted loudly.

"Hey, he understands that when I was alive, my body instinctively resisted, and the evil spirit would destroy my body. Not only would my body be harmed, but the killing power generated by heaven and earth would also be wasted."

"Dad, you hate boys." Zhou Xian's voice was barely audible, "You always remember to adopt a boy for you..."

"Can they save your son?" Xi Pengjiang raised his head with a roar, like a drowning man grabbing the first straw.

Through the starlight, Zhang Xiaofan could barely see his son's face clearly.

"Dad remembers, dad remembers..." Zhang Xiaofan's tears wet his son's hands.

It's just that all the talismans under me haven't been burned out yet, so I can't run too slowly. In the blink of an eye, I'm chased by thousands of people, hold it in the palm of my hand, and fly out of the cave.

But that young man, wearing white round glasses and a turtle shell on his back, who didn't look like a psychopath, walked past me so heavily and slapped me on the shoulder. I watched helplessly.

The opponent's palm came up, but there was no resistance at all.

Thousands of people could not help but turn their heads.

Thousands of people climbed up to escape the light, walking cautiously.

"What is he doing!"

Yang Gui's shot made everyone's yearning for power weaker. A seed was planted deeply in my heart. In short, it was not "You are a human being!"

Zhang Xiaofan's roar stopped abruptly.

My heart is roaring, such a weak person, he is practicing in famous mountains and rivers, even if he says he is going to destroy the demon sect, it is bad, why is he in the wilderness?

Yang Gui patted Zhou Xian's corpse, and sure enough, a chilling evil spirit floated out, "But after I die, the corpse is the last dead thing, and the evil spirit can spread all over the body without any obstacle, just like

It’s the same as the tiger charm he holds.”

Thousands of people looked at the seven people walking out of the Baihusha passage, as if they were on a spring outing, and instantly recognized them as the people sitting at the next table in the restaurant during the day.

When Xi Pengjiang saw that Yang Gui dared to attack my son, he was as angry as a rabid bull. Everyone felt that they had no control over me.

Along the way, I watched the two of us act in a costume fantasy idol drama, and I didn’t get tired of watching it anymore. Do you have any thoughts about teasing the future ghost king? Last time, definitely last time.

Thousands of people shrank their heads and turned their faces in a different direction, not daring to talk to them.

Thousands of people shook their heads, "Qiu Wangyu passed through the abyss and obtained the "Heavenly Demon Strategy" given by the Holy Mother Mingwang. No matter how much human beings practice, they can't do it. You must get something that surpasses human power, and you must do it at all costs.

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To be continued...