{Run up, where can I reach, what position! I will write all night tonight!}

The setting sun is like blood, and the red is about to drip. If I put it in Izumo, it is a very poetic picture, but in this wild land covered by tyranny, fierce, and various auras of Xiao Sha make the world even more gloomy and strange, filled with an indescribable depressing atmosphere.

On the way to the Central Royal City, the group was particularly eye-catching. This group of people was huge, with a long queue. There were more than a thousand people, all wrapped in black iron, with swords hanging around their waists. They were tall and strong, with muscles, protruding like iron, and their faces were fierce and vicious. From a distance, it looked like a group of evil ghosts descending from hell to the earth, trying to turn the world into the Shura blood domain.

There were only eight people leading this group of evil spirit-like teams, or they could no longer be called humans. If this team still had human figures and only looked like evil spirits, then the eight generals in the leader were real evil spirits, Yasha. They were all red and black, with a height of more than meter, with a head as high as a hump, and had no hair. They all held an iron fork in their hands. They all had hideous and terrifying faces. In this situation, they were alive as Yasha who came out of the Hell of the Rou.

But they still seem to be not the leader. The leader is a figure with a charming face, blood-stained lips, a charming figure, and an ancient fairy. Although his face is beautiful and beautiful, he exudes a strange and cold atmosphere. The charming woman was wrapped in a black robe and lay lazily on the chariot with the patterns of evil ghosts, yakshas, ​​Shura, and hell. Her eyes were like water, and she seemed to be able to drip.

However, this chariot collapse was not driven by human power, but was directly suspended in the air, with wisps of black air swaying, making it look gloomy and terrifying.

"These are three thousand iron soldiers under the command of the Yasha King. Although they have not practiced, everyone has great power. The power alone is not inferior to the innate power. They are fearless in life and death when fighting, tearing the enemy apart. They are the real killing of ferocious beasts on the battlefield and leading the eight evil ghosts. They are probably the rumored eight generals of Yasha."

Seeing this group of men, Qu Zhe couldn't help but take a breath. The scene in front of him was so shocking. With his cultivation level, he was a hundred times better than these black iron armored soldiers. However, if he was trapped in the siege of these armored soldiers, he would have to escape one way, otherwise he would be torn to pieces in one encounter!

This is still the case where the eight Yasha generals in front did not take action.

"No wonder Nanzhao is in chaos, and no countries dare to take action easily. In fact, these eight Yasha generals are not much better than me in terms of cultivation, but I feel that if I really fight, I am afraid I can be able to stand at most ten rounds."

Xiao Nanyun also took a deep breath and looked shocked.

"However, the eight generals of Yasha must follow the charming woman. Could this person be the king of Yasha? Otherwise, who could drive the eight generals of Yasha?"

Qu Zhe shook his head and said in a deep voice: "That's not the Yaksha King, nor the Raksha King. They are all men. I have heard from the master's description that Nanzhao can surpass everyone, in addition to the Yaksha King, the Raksha King, and the high priest of the Rakshasa Sect, Rakshasa Ghost Witch."

"Is she the Rakshasa ghost?"

Qu Zhe nodded and said, "I'm afraid it's all!"

"Rakshasa ghost?"

Xie Xuan murmured, as if he was pondering, but his palms were poked out without warning, and he grabbed Qu Zhe, Xiao Nanyun and the other two. Although these two young monks had reached the middle stage of foundation building, they could stop Xie Xuan. Even if this hand was randomly attacked and one claw was poked out, they still had the power and power to grab the air into a river paste. With a click, Xiao Nanyun's skull shattered and fell to the ground, his pupils were twisted, full of disbelief.

She didn't believe it until she died, and it was so easy for her to die.

Qu Zhe didn't believe it either. During these days, he was worried that Xie Xuan would kill someone to silence him, but after being controlled by the Life and Death Talisman, although he was in pain, he really let go of his mind for several times. Who knew that Xie Xuan was completely unorganized and actually attacked them under such circumstances.

But he was not Xiao Nanyun after all, and he had much more experience. After Xiao Nanyun was captured and died, his magic power suddenly condensed and swelled up, and all the sounds of Xie Xuan, but his body was retreating rapidly.

Xie Xuan's face remained unchanged, and his claws turned into a finger and pointed out with one finger.

With just this finger, Qu Zhe's magic power condensed, shot through the air, pierced through his forehead, and a charming blood flower bloomed.

There was no reason for Xie Xuan to kill Qu Zhe, and Xiao Nanyun was not very good. It would be a problem to stay with them when he arrived at the Central Royal City. If he met with the people from Qixia Mountain and Biyun Sect, his information would be leaked. Even with the control of the Life and Death Talisman, Xie Xuan could not be completely relieved. There were too many people with mysterious and vast Middle Earth Continent, powerful secret techniques, and powerful magic.

Although the life and death talisman is powerful, it is just an application method to reverse the yin and yang energy and disrupt the five elements in the body. If it is cracked, he will not feel strange at all.

"Hmm? Who?"

Lying on the black chariot, the devil in the Rakshasa ghost suddenly shouted loudly, his slightly narrowed eyes shot out a terrifying light, and his hands quickly pinched his chest, and a loud bang, like a rocket erupting. The black chariot shot through hundreds of feet like lightning, blocking the rocks in front of him, and the trees were crushed. Countless birds flew up, circling and screaming in the sky, with a harsh sound.

Xie Xuan sneered, and a circle of purple light lingered in his pupils, shining, facing the Rakshasa ghost, driving the ground chariot, his palms were wrong, and the purple air swayed and hit him.

Purple Lock Heart Palm!

Cooperating with the "Purple Eye Fire Eye" to see through the false nature, the power of the Purple Lock Heart Palm doubled, and the palm hit the chariot. The Rakshasa ghost's expression, which was originally indifferent, suddenly became unbelievable, with charming eyes trembling, and a small mouthful of blood spurted out of his red lips.

"Break the nightmare chariot for me!"

With a sharp roar, the Rakshasa ghost chariot got off the chariot and rose in the wind, pressing down like a hill. Under pressure, the purple Luo Lock Heart Palm shattered. Her figure rose up in the air, bypassed the chariot, shot towards Xie Xuan, and made countless handprints.

"This is the real power of a monk. It is amazing to cooperate with the double attack of spiritual weapons. This nightmare chariot suddenly increased and its weight was comparable to a small hill made of copper walls and iron walls. The power of tens of millions of kilograms was directly hit. Even my immortal body would inevitably be damaged."

Xie Xuan had to be surprised. Although he did not use all his strength, the Zi Luo Lock Heart Palm swung out and condensed the power of the earth, and reached the level of human immortals. Even if the magic power of the Rakshasa ghost woman was broken, she would be seriously injured. However, with the spiritual weapon like the Nightmare Chariot, she only sprayed a small mouthful of blood and smashed the Zi Luo Lock Heart Palm. It was really clever.

Although he was surprised, his hands were not slow at all. He waved his sleeves and hit the trajectory of the Nightmare Carriage, which immediately tilted the trajectory and the chariot fell and flew out. With Xie Xuan's power, if he could hit the Nightmare Carriage weighing tens of millions of pounds, he could indeed be knocked away, but this was the stupidest method. With the cooperation of "Purple Eye Fire Eyes", he could instantly see through the weakest trajectory of the Nightmare Carriage, and three-point strength was enough to blow away.

"But that's it!" After the nightmare chariot was blown away, Xie Xuan's eyes condensed and he looked at the Rakshasa ghost. There seemed to be countless lightning in his pupils, and purple-eyed fire pupils bombarded out.

The two forces were stimulating each other, and the seal space formed by the Rakshasa ghost was broken in an instant, and was bombarded by the purple-eyed fire pupils. The body was rolled upside down like a kite with a broken string and flew out.
Chapter completed!