Song Xin was very surprised when he saw the mandrill suddenly running away.

In the midst of doubts, a black shadow slowly emerged in the dark night in the distance. The black shadow was surrounded by thick black fog. The darkness of this thick fog even made the night look a bit inferior. A pair of eyes were revealed in the thick fog.

Guangyin stared at Song Xin with his ruthless triangular eyes, as if confirming something.

Suddenly, a light flashed in his eyes, and the black mist turned into a long black snake, appearing behind Song Xin.

Song Xin immediately noticed the danger and rushed forward to distance himself. At the same time, several heart fire seals popped out from his hand. However, he was not afraid of the black mist and avoided it with just a few flashes.

At this time, a group of dark clouds floated in the sky, and the stars and the moon were all swallowed up by the thick dark clouds. Darkness seemed to be the ally of this black fog, like a net pressing down on Song Xin's head, and like a black snake tightening around him.

Wrapping themselves tightly, the dead trees and tombs in the distance looked like monsters posing in battle. Occasionally, two or three will-o'-the-wisps floated up and then went out, like ghosts dancing.

The crows that had just flown away because of the battle flew back again, landing silently on the branches and on the dead bodies. Their dark eyes were all staring in the direction of Song Xin. They seemed to be waiting for him to die, and then

Eaten by them.

Looking at the black smoke that appeared about a foot away, Song Xin was horrified to find that he was still unable to detect the other party's cultivation level. He didn't even know if he was a human being.

"Who are you!?" Song Xin looked around warily,

"Back then, I didn't expect your kid to grow up so fast."

Song Xin couldn't be more familiar with this voice.

"Liu Jing!"

"You actually have ghosts to help you, hahaha, interesting." Black Smoke's sinister voice echoed in the mass grave. When speaking, the Black Smoke would tremble. Song Yu was also surprised, he could still see the invisibility

The ghost soldiers.

Song Xin sarcastically said: "Liu Jing! We haven't seen each other for so many years, and you don't dare to show your face anymore? Or is it that you don't want that old face anymore?"

"Haha, you are so sharp-tongued. I will take out your teeth and cut out your tongue to see how you can still speak!"

Song Xin drew out the Fuxi Sword and stood ready.

But at this time, the black smoke suddenly flashed and disappeared from Song Xin's face. Even though Song Xin had activated the Thousand Layers Eye Technique, he still couldn't see clearly how the black smoke disappeared.

Song Xin launched his exploration technique and was concentrating on finding the opponent's location. Suddenly he felt a tightness under his feet. When he lowered his head and looked down, he was shocked.

He couldn't be more familiar with this thing, "Ghost Vein!" The kind of demonic grass that sucks his true energy and blood essence!

This ghost vein was like crazy red hair, and it had already wrapped around Song Xin's waist in an instant. The ghost vein was as strong as a steel wire, not to mention there were so many ghost veins. Song Xin suddenly felt a force pushing him down to the ground.

Dragging. The hard ground seems to become soft, like a swamp, trying to swallow itself up.

Song Xin hurriedly put on the Xia Gou Kung Fu, and a flame barrier instantly appeared around his body. This was the body protection spell of the Xia Gou Kung Fu, "Fire Body Protection".

The ghost veins wrapped around his body were like meeting a nemesis and vanishing in an instant. The deadly ghost veins that frightened him a few years ago were now vulnerable to a single blow.

Song Xin resumed his action, roared, and stabbed the black smoke with his sword.

"Hehe, it's really good, much better than my two useless disciples!" Heiyan praised, but had no intention of dodging.

The Fuxi sword was instantly submerged in the black smoke, but Song Xin's scalp went numb at this moment, and he felt that the sword had pierced the air. The black smoke in front of him suddenly dissipated, and finally regrouped behind him. Song Xin only felt a crack coming from behind him.

Wind Zhizhi couldn't dodge and was hit in the back. A mouthful of blood spurted out and his body flew out.

But the thick smoke also dissipated and appeared in front of Song Xin. Before Song Xin landed, he was hit again in the chest and fell on his back. As soon as he landed, he kicked off the ground and his body bounced up.

After flicking his left hand a few times in mid-air, the Heart Fire Seal shot out of the air, and the black smoke dodged left and right, easily avoiding it. However, the Heart Fire Seal spun around again and followed the black smoke again, pursuing closely.

A cold snort came from the black smoke, and several groups of pitch-black mist separated, colliding with the Heart Fire Seal and canceling each other out.

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"Song Yu, can you find his true identity?" Song Xin asked hurriedly.

"There seems to be no one in this cloud of smoke." Song Yu said.

At this moment, a mysterious voice came from somewhere, and it sounded in Song Xin's mind:

"Don't be afraid of him. This is just a smoke, and Liu Jing has a sad thought attached to it. As long as you don't touch his black smoke, it can't hurt you. Use it to hone your sword skills!"

"Yanluo?"

Song Xin was stunned, not knowing who was speaking. But since this person told him not to be afraid, he must be helping him!

Song Xin instantly opened his eyes of clear consciousness, and the information about Yanluo in "The Record of Ten Thousand Lives" suddenly appeared in his consciousness.

The so-called Yanluo is the black mist transformed by resentment. There is a human head wrapped in the black smoke, which can be a man or a woman. If the head is not defeated, no matter how you attack, it will have no effect. Yanluo often

It will be used as a substitute by witch cultivators. This black smoke is very powerful and poisonous and cannot be touched. Yanluo's biggest weakness is that he is afraid of fire and metal.

If you know the enemy's weakness, you will have a chance!

With this idea, Song Xin became bolder. Since this was not Liu Jing himself, it meant that there must be some reason why he couldn't come over now.

"Okay! Let's take this opportunity to understand the Sword Qi of Fire!" Song Xin increased his spiritual power, and Xia Gouzhi's technique began to operate rapidly, so that his meridians began to hurt. He shouted, and the spiritual power filled him.

Entering, the long sword swung out, and Fuxi Sword began to buzz excitedly. After so long of practice, he felt that he was just one step away from comprehending the sword energy of fire!

A ray of fire spiritual power was introduced into the long sword, and the Fuxi sword instantly turned red, even scaring the surrounding darkness into fleeing.

The black smoke was obviously a little wary of the power of this flame. It slowly floated back a few feet, then suddenly shook and turned into two masses of black mist.

"Be careful, only one of them is real. Find the wrapped head. He is afraid of fire." The mysterious voice reminded again.

Song Xin activated all the available detection methods, and the pressure on the sea of ​​​​consciousness suddenly increased. This was during his recent practice, and he strengthened the training of the sea of ​​​​consciousness. Before, he would have fainted from exhaustion.

In the end, the eye of consciousness came into play. Song Xin faintly discovered an oval-shaped object in a cloud of black smoke. Instantly, his consciousness locked it, and at the same time, he launched dozens of fire bombs with his palms, swish, swish, and fly.

He looked around the black smoke, but nothing hit him.

"Hey hey hey, what's wrong, boy, are your eyes broken?" A proud laugh came from the black smoke.

Song Xin didn't care about his taunts. He roared and clapped his hands. The fire bombs hit the black smoke from all directions like meteors. Hearing the continuous explosions, chasing after the fast-moving group of black smoke,

Like a rat with its tail set on fire and running wildly.

And another cloud of black smoke was not idle, approaching Song Xin directly.

"Song Yu, stop him!" Song Xin couldn't be distracted and ordered immediately.

Song Yu immediately burned his soul power and laid out circles of soul power defense around Song Xin.

As soon as the black smoke entered the scope of the soul power, it would be immediately blocked by the black soul power circle. For a while, it could not break within three feet of Song Xin.

At this time, the fire bombs Song Xin had just fired had been used up. He gritted his teeth, grabbed a bunch of golden fist talismans, put them in the palm of his hand, and chased towards the black smoke with countless golden fists.

"Haha, boy, what can an attack like this do to me?" Hei Yan laughed wildly, and then he began to shake violently. Countless black smoke of different sizes split out, like a swarm of wasps and golden fists.

The symbols collided together.

Under the black night sky, there were sudden explosions. The golden fist talisman was obviously unable to withstand the black smoke swarm and was defeated in an instant.

At this time, there was a red flame on Song Xin's Fuxi sword, which was jumping happily.

"The sword energy of fire is so strong!" Song Xin even felt that this sword energy was a bit out of control. The sword energy of fire must be condensed with extremely strong spiritual power. If it is not cultivated,

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With Xia Gou Kung Fu, coupled with Chun Xuan and Mu Ling Yunshengzhu's care of his meridians, he simply couldn't control such strong spiritual power at once.

Song Xin shouted loudly, and a powerful flaming sword energy spurted out from the Fuxi sword, breaking through three times the speed of sound. After the sword energy, there was even a trumpet-shaped condensation cloud formed when it broke through the sound barrier. But this

The condensed cloud was also dyed fiery red by the light of the sword energy. This speed was second only to the sword energy of thunder.

Yanluo hurriedly mobilized the black smoke swarm to resist, but after the sword energy of fire penetrated the black smoke swarm, countless large and small sparks formed around the sword energy, like a group of moths flying into a burning torch.

, was instantly burned to ashes.

Hei Yan did not expect that this strange spell would be so powerful. He shuddered again and formed a swarm of black smoke bees again, but was once again broken by the sword energy of fire.

"Poof!" There was a muffled sound, and the sword energy of fire pierced the black smoke, as if it had pierced something.

The black smoke trembled for a while, and the smoke dispersed in all directions, like soldiers collapsing and fleeing on the battlefield. And the cloud of black smoke that had been blocked by Song Yu also disappeared in an instant.

A human head finally appeared.

When Song Xin saw it, he was secretly surprised. He knew this person. He was the manager Wei who bought him back to the Wei family...

"It turns out that Liu Jing also killed him and made him into a smoke!"

At this time, the scalp on the head of the "Guardian" had been peeled off, only the bloody skull was exposed, and the eyes were pierced by a sword of fire, leaving a burnt black hole. After a few seconds, a sudden burst of fire erupted from the black hole.

A burst of light began to escape like a swarm of fireflies, and the graveyard was illuminated like daylight.

A white flame instantly enveloped the skull and burned it completely within three breaths, leaving only a ball of ashes...

At the same time, in "The Record of Ten Thousand Lives", under Yan Luo's entry, a ball of white dancing flame appeared. This was Yan Luo's Yuanling being captured.

Song Xin's luck also increased, stopping at one hundred and three.

Seeing Qi Yun and Yan Luo's Yuan Ling, Song Xin breathed a sigh of relief. He must have killed it this time.

"Guan Wei was probably silenced because he knew about the business of buying and selling babies..." Song Xin guessed.

He remembered that someone had reminded him just now, so he raised his hands and said loudly: "I don't know which senior helped me secretly. I am very grateful. Please show up and see me."

After a moment, a hearty laughter sounded from behind him. Song Xin turned around and was pleasantly surprised.
To be continued...