Everyone is a demon, why are you covered in holy light?

A hundred miles away from Xiyue River, in a quiet bamboo forest.

A figure was rolling on the ground in agony, with countless cracks spread all over his body, as if it were made of clay. A large amount of blood continued to overflow, dyeing the soil under him red.

If Guangxian Guangzhi was still alive, he would definitely be able to recognize this person's identity - Guangdu!

Originally it was to be used as a back-up to prevent being discovered by Master Mu Zhen in the Xiyue River, and also to take the opportunity to get rid of Guangxian and Guangzhi so that he could monopolize the sacred bones.

But what Guangdu didn't expect was that there would be another existence in the Xiyue River that was countless times more terrifying than Zhenren Mu.

So much so that not only was the fake body he refined using secret techniques destroyed, but his own body was also implicated, making him look like this now.

It wasn't until several hours passed that Guangdu finally regained some clarity, his whole body as skinny as wood, as if he had been drained dry.

He sat down with his back against a rock. The land under him had turned into red soil in a large area, and his breathing became weaker and weaker. Fortunately, his life was saved.

"that person……"

When he thought about the last sight he had time to see before the fake body tried to escape, that old figure was deeply imprinted in his heart, and even now he couldn't help but tremble when he thought about it.

"The holy bones...it seems that there is no way to get the holy bones back. I must go back and tell the abbot about this!"

The lack of one of the sacred bones means that the plan of the White Buddha Temple will not be successfully realized. They must find ways to get the holy bones back, otherwise the White Buddha Temple will fall into disaster and no one can escape.

However, that kind of terrifying enemy...

Just thinking of this and recalling that figure, Guangdu's heart was filled with despair, and he immediately vomited out a large mouthful of blood.

Now there is really not a drop left on my body...

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Hanzhou, located in the south, was the largest state in the former dynasty.

At this time, Hanzhou was torn apart due to wars everywhere, smoke and smoke.

After the previous dynasty fell apart, brave generals from all over the country took over the territory and became kings. There were three forces in this state alone, making it extremely chaotic.

But in this chaotic state, there are some places that even a war would not dare to affect, and they are even more inaccessible. Most of them are called desperate places by outsiders and they dare not set foot easily.

The famous Corpse Spit Valley is such a place!

It is rumored that this place was the place where the most brutal battle took place in the previous dynasty. Corpses were everywhere, and blood was so high that no one even dared to set foot here to collect the corpses of the dead.

Once you enter it, you will be contaminated by the rich blood that lasts for a long time, and there will be no return.

Although hundreds of years have passed, there is still no change in this place. Even from a distance of dozens of miles, a layer of red mist-like blood can be seen.

And it was in such a strange environment that two figures suddenly appeared that day.

The figure is slightly stooped, wearing gray and white coarse clothes, but there are two strange and completely different heads on his shoulders and neck.

He clasped his hands behind his back and walked forward slowly. With every step he took, the blood mist around him dispersed on its own like avoiding snakes and scorpions, as if even the blood mist did not dare to touch this person's body easily.

Next to him, there was a young man in coarse clothes, kneeling on the ground and shaking uncontrollably, shaking like chaff.

The skin and flesh on his body were also beating violently and irregularly, as if the skin would fall off uncontrollably at any time, leaving only a skeleton.

At the same time, he was still vomiting filth out of his mouth, and he looked extremely uncomfortable.

Bah!

It wasn't until a cluster of flames suddenly appeared from his body and burned fiercely that his complexion gradually improved and he began to breathe heavily.

Damn old guy! !

Looking at the old man Minghe walking in front, Yang Yu's eyes showed undisguised anger. If there were not a hundred of him who were no match for this old guy, he would have to fight desperately with the old man Minghe!

Xiyue River is thousands of miles away from Corpse Spit Valley, and it would take at least several days for a mortal to reach it even if he traveled non-stop day and night.

Old Man Minghe grabbed Yang Eucalyptus in a daze and brought him to this place within five breaths.

Yes, five breaths!

Yang Yu only took five breaths before he appeared here, and then he knelt on the ground weakly.

What followed was the severe sequelae caused by having to travel such a long distance with a fragile body.

As if falling into hot magma, every part of the body's flesh is in severe pain, as if the flesh on the body is twisting and deforming inch by inch, and may even fall off in the end.

At the same time, his spirit was also devastated, which was a hundred times more terrifying than motion sickness. It was as if his soul was half inside the body and half outside the body, enjoying the pain of the nine realms of ice and fire.

Fortunately, Yang Yu finally endured the severe pain, ignited a flame in himself that could clear his mind and purify his mind, and concentrated his scattered energy, and finally felt better.

Then he propped up his body, spit out two pills from the flesh burial talisman, purified them instantly and threw them into his mouth.

As the power of the medicine quickly dissolved in the belly and was absorbed by the body, Eucalyptus poplar's condition gradually recovered.

At this time, the old man Minghe who was walking in front ignored him, but the crane turned his head and looked at Yang Gu, thinking it was a strange smile.

"Old guy, I think you can come here a few more times from time to time, so that he will become particularly delicious in the future, hehe!"

Hearing Hetou's words, Yang Gu suppressed the impulse in his heart and ignored it. He was really afraid that he could not hold back and rushed forward, and the sheep would fall into the tiger's mouth.

Old Man Minghe also ignored it and walked straight forward until he suddenly stopped after a dozen steps and looked ahead.

At this time, Hetou, who was looking at Yang Gu, suddenly turned his head and suddenly showed a weird smile.

"Someone's here to greet you, old fellow!"

As Hetou's words fell, a tall figure slowly walked out of the blood mist in front of him, and finally stopped when he was only one foot away from the old man Minghe.

It was a very strong man, wearing tattered clothes, and his knotted muscles could be seen everywhere in the holes. His arms alone were thicker than an adult's thighs, and his long hair was as messy as It had not been washed for a long time, and the whole body was filled with a wild temperament.

And behind him there was a long tail, as bare as a thick earthworm, wrapped around a steel knife and carried on his shoulder.

He seemed to have been waiting here for the arrival of old man Minghe. When he saw the appearance of old man Minghe, a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"Master, this disciple has been waiting for you for a long time! You really made the disciple wait so hard!"

Master?

The appearance of the man also attracted Yang Yu's attention.

When he heard this title, he immediately understood the identity of this person. He was probably one of the disciples of Old Man Minghe, but he didn't know which disciple he was.

It seems like this is here to welcome the old guy back? Why is there only this one person? What about the rest?

Seeing this person's appearance, Yang Yu couldn't help but think about it, but she seemed to feel that something was wrong.

Why does this atmosphere and tone sound like a master-disciple meeting, but rather tense?

"How long have you been waiting?"

But seeing the man's appearance, old man Minghe behaved very calmly and asked a question lukewarmly.

"Not much. I've only been waiting for six hours since I left the customs."

Old Man Minghe did not speak, but nodded lightly, then raised his feet and continued to walk forward. He soon passed by the man and ignored him.

The man always kept a smile on his face, which seemed to be joy, but it looked more like uncontrollable excitement.

Just when the old man Minghe walked out for more than ten steps again, his back would soon disappear in the blood mist.

Uh-huh!

The man suddenly turned around, and the long tail behind him suddenly curled up the steel knife, and the knife reflected the cold light was pointed at the back of the old man Minghe.

The sword wind exuded a sharp edge and instantly swept away the surrounding blood mist.

At the same time, the excitement on his face seemed to be almost uncontrollable, and his original smile suddenly turned ferocious, and even his body was trembling with excitement.

"Master..."

"Disciple, I really can't bear it anymore. Please... just let me kill you!"

"Just once! Just this once! Please!"

The man suddenly looked like a madman, spoke astonishingly, and suddenly became violent.

The next moment, a loud shout was heard, and the man had turned into a black shadow and rushed straight towards the old man Minghe.

"Old guy! Die!!"

I blanch!

What is this scenario? !

On the side, Yang Yu was dumbfounded.