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It seemed to be Shangguan Wan'er's voice.

Don't let your strength go, don't say surrender!

indeed!

If you give up now, it is tantamount to kneeling down to fate!

If you give up now, you will never see those lovely relatives, beauties, friends, brothers, subordinates, teachers, classmates...!

If you give up now, this beautiful world will be trampled on by the big devil Ximen Qingcang at will!

As long as there is still a breath left, why should you surrender lightly? !

Taoism cannot be used, tactics cannot be used, and alienation cannot be used, so what? !

If the heart can still move and the brain can still turn, there is still the last hope!

Ye Hong opened his eyes angrily, staring at the black fireball that was getting closer.

Why can someone like Ximen Qingcang, who combines Taoism and warfare together, be able to step into the ancient realm of Taoism, but he who also possesses Taoism and warfare can't? !

With a bang, it was as if a closed door in Ye Hong's mind was suddenly knocked open!

"Ding! Comprehend the Dao of Demon Blood Demon, Taoism comprehension ability +1, current progress: 110, current level: entry level."

At this moment, the breath in Ye Hong's body suddenly split into two.

One goes down from the heart, and the other goes up from the dantian.

The two breaths seemed to show signs of merging with each other.

And the heart controls the blood supply center of the body, which is the core that the earthlings rely on to control the breath.

The dantian is the breath storage center of the ancient warriors.

These two positions represent the original nodes of Taoism and tactics!

If the auras of these two places can successfully merge, Ye Hong will also be able to touch the gate of the ancient law realm!

Ximen Qingcang, who was holding a cane, suddenly felt a sudden inexplicable shock.

His eyes were slightly closed, and he opened them immediately, already in shock.

"Your body...how is it possible?!"

Ximen Qingcang seemed to have sensed the changes in Ye Hong's breath, and his face was full of fear.

"This age allows you to touch the edge of Taoism, if you survive, what's the deal?!

No, I must kill you! "

Ximen Qingcang's eyes were gloomy, and his hand holding the cane suddenly exerted strength.

Countless dark auras of demonic ways erupted from his palm, entangled around the Wand of Demon Shadow and Demon Trace.

The crutch, which was originally a bit ordinary, seemed to have lost its old shell in an instant, and new changes had taken place.

I saw a hideous skull on the top of the crutch.

The skeleton has two long curved horns, like a demon in mythology.

The main body of the crutch also became thicker and longer.

There are streaks of scarlet streaks on it, like weird bloodstains smeared on it.

The entire Phantom and Trace Wand exudes an ominous and evil aura.

This can no longer be called a crutch, but a real magic wand!

Devil's Wand!

"This is the true form represented by the magic shadow magic trace stick named magic weapon!"

Ximen Qingcang aimed the sharp tail of the Moying Mozong stick at Ye Hong, and said in a cold tone, "Ye Hong, say goodbye to this era that does not belong to you!"

After finishing speaking, he threw the magic shadow and magic trace stick forcefully.

The magic wand wrapped in black air, like a black meteor, shot towards Ye Hong.

At this time, Ye Hong was still locked by the blood demon Shi Tian.

He seemed unaware of the wand's approach.

On Ximen Qingcang's face, he couldn't help but began to smile successfully.

However, at the next moment, the smile on his face froze suddenly.

Turning around suddenly, she stared fixedly at Shangguan Wan'er on the ground!

"Flying white pen! What have you done!"

Shangguan Wan'er, who was lying on the ground silently, moved her fingers slightly.

It seemed that part of the breath flew out of Ximen Qingcang's body and returned to Shangguan Wan'er's body.

"Damn it, there is still a residual consciousness!"

Ximen Qingcang's ancient way law realm originally relied on the looting of the four major demon species.

Now Shangguan Wan'er, with the remaining breath, forcibly competes with Ximen Qingcang for the control of Taoism.

This made Ximen Qingcang's demon blood and demon seeds suddenly show signs of instability.

The fireball released by the Gorefiend Shitian suddenly stopped in the air.

The magic shadow magic trace stick that was originally flying towards Yehong also suddenly lost its direction and pierced obliquely into the snow.

Because of this, Ye Hong escaped the fatal disaster for the time being.

And because Shangguan Wan'er struggled so hard, the aura in Ximen Qingcang's body became more and more shaken.

Breath after breath escaped from his body.

Like a leaky bucket.

"Nobody... can stop me!"

Ximen Qingcang roared angrily, shouting word by word.

The magic shadow magic trace stick suddenly flew back from a distance, piercing Shangguan Wan'er's abdomen in the air!

Shangguan Wan'er's body trembled heavily, and she couldn't scatter her fingers.

Ximen Qingcang's Demon Blood Demon Seed Dao stabilized again.

"act recklessly!"

Ximen Qingcang snorted coldly, and was about to continue dealing with Ye Hong.

But suddenly, his ears moved slightly, and he keenly heard a footstep that was not light or heavy.

"Which lifeless thing is it again?!"

"No matter how many people come today, they can't save this kid's life!"

Ximen Qingcang smiled and turned to the source of the footsteps, but he was suddenly taken aback.

The astonishment on that face was like seeing a dinosaur appearing in front of him.

However, what appeared in front of him was not a dinosaur, but a person he was quite familiar with!

"Ke Hua?"

"You're not dead?"

Two surprised voices came from Ximen Qingcang's mouth one after another.

An ordinary old face, with frosty white hair neatly tied behind him.

Ordinary home clothes, worn on a thin body bent by the years.

The visitor is like a neighbor's grandmother who can be seen everywhere on the street.

Ke Hua, the original wife of Ximen Qingcang Mingmei.

At the same time, it is also the other backbone of the Ximen family besides Ximen Qingcang.

Over the years, if Ke Hua hadn't managed the internal affairs of the Ximen family in an orderly manner.

The Undecided family has long been corroded by moths.

But apart from the ability to manage the family, no one has ever seen Ke Hua display any other talents.

She is like a hard-working housewife that was most common in the old days of Yan Kingdom.

As the shadow-like existence of the immortal eagle Ximen Qingcang, she can gain the respect of the children of the clan, but she cannot be worshiped and revered like Ximen Qingcang.

At this time, Ke Hua's gaze was as deep as a forest, as deep as two pools of water.

At this moment, Ximen Qingcang suddenly realized that he didn't seem to know Ke Hua in front of him.

From the inside out of Ke Hua's body exuded a strange and trembling aura.

"Impossible...I am already the most powerful person in the world...How could there be something that scares me?!"

Ximen Qingcang roared angrily and was about to stab Ke Hua to death with the magic shadow and magic trace stick.

But Ke Hua stretched out his right hand silently at this juncture.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 2286

That seemingly ordinary hand suddenly shone with a dazzling red light.

What followed was gurgling magma that came out of nowhere!

The hot magma quickly formed a magma sword in Ke Hua's hands.

Before Ximen Qingcang's magic shadow magic trace stick was released, the magma sword had already pierced into Ximen Qingcang's heart.

The demonic aura that made Ye Hong feel desperate did not play a defensive role at all, and the long sword pierced Ximen Qingcang's body.

"Dang--"

The magic shadow magic trace staff fell to the ground powerlessly.

The sharp tail of the stick touched Ke Hua only a few centimeters away.

But these few centimeters have become a distance that Ximen Qingcang will never reach.

"This is... what... moves..."

Ximen Qingcang's pupils dilated, and he stared feebly at the magma sword on his chest.

Even the blood overflowing from his mouth was stained by magma.

The drops fell on the snow, melting holes that emitted heat.

"Magma sword."

The three ordinary words came out from the ordinary Ke Hua's mouth.

The moment the magma long sword disappeared from her hand, Ximen Qingcang's entire body fell back and fell to the ground powerlessly.

With godless eyes, he stared blankly at the sky.

At the same time, the black fireball in the air suddenly turned into black air and spread out.

Ximen Qingcang's body broke like a dam, and a large amount of black demonic aura escaped.

His entire body, like a punctured balloon, quickly lost weight.

In the end, he turned into a skinny skin, almost the same as when Ye Hong first saw him.

No, it seems worse than it was then.

Because there were already festering parts on his body.

In the most serious places, bones under the flesh and blood can already be seen.

I don't know if it was a coincidence of fate, or Ma Zhen's curse took effect.

Today happened to be the day when Ximen Qingcang's original body was hit by a hundred-day skull.