white head demon

He even answered these words very seriously: "If they want to kill you, based on your crimes, they should have died long ago!"

"It is precisely because no one has killed you that I am here to kill you!"

"Your crime, I have checked and proved it, so you deserve to die!"

"Maybe you can quibble, you can deny, there are countless means, you can get rid of the crime, you can survive the trial of the shrine or even the fairy palace, but these have nothing to do with me, whether I have the right to come and kill you, it is also not me Concerned about..."

"I'm here just because you deserve to die!"

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"..."

When he said these words, his hands were equally steady, and the knife was equally fast. On the blade of the knife, there seemed to be endless, intertwined silk-like divine light and magic. At first glance, it was impossible to distinguish , the breath contained in the knife, whether it is a demon or a god, just like the original name of Shoushanzong, Shenming, itself contains the meaning of gods and demons, and it is difficult to distinguish Dao Yun.

"Boom" "Boom" "Boom"

Little Sect Master Xu's movements were also extremely simple, he just bullied himself and drew his sword.

Facing the magic weapons sacrificed by the ancestors of the Bai family, he rushed over, and the spirit of the gods and demons in his body seemed to intensify, and then with an unreasonable, fierce and unstoppable courage, he directly slashed to that place. Above the magic weapon, but in the eyes of the surrounding people, what can be seen is the light of the knife, and all the magic weapons that emit divine light like a small sun burst into pieces one by one.

With this knife, seven or eight magic weapons were smashed into pieces, and it was swept straight to the old man of the Bai family.

In his two pupils, there was the shadow of Xiao Zongzhu holding a big knife and flying ghost seals around him.

The next moment, the scenery in his eyes suddenly turned upside down.

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The old head of the Bai family flew into the air.

Xiao Zongzhu beat him with a wave of his hand, and this head flew to the city wall, hanging there with his other two old friends.

From the neck cavity of the elder of the Bai family, the blood gushed out and washed on Xiao Zongzhu's knife.

This handle looks black and shiny, and it seems to be just a knife made of stubborn iron. As the blood of the old Bai family gushes up, it suddenly clanks, and it seems that there are endless spiritual resources flying from the sky to the earth. Come, the blessing was placed on the knife, making this large beheading knife, as if waking up from a deep sleep, it suddenly had its own life, rolling up endless magic.

"This is……"

The lords and elders of the five sects who were still immersed in the scene of the beheading of the three elders of the seven clans were all taken aback and retreated hastily.

Looking at the knife in Xiao Zongzhu's hand, their hearts were pounding, and they felt a kind of subconscious fear.

And in this big city of Qingjiang, I don't know how many people there felt a chill in their hearts at this moment, their legs softened suddenly, and they collapsed to the ground.

Between heaven and earth, it seemed that everyone's eyes were on that knife.

This knife suddenly became the protagonist in the world!

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"Magic soldiers!"

In the garden, the woman in the phoenix robe looked at the knife, with a half-smile, and spit out two words.

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"Sure enough..."

And in the void on the other side, Fang Cun also looked at the knife from a distance, with a smile on his face.

Earlier, when Fang Cun figured out that Xiao Zongzhu was the ghost official, he already knew that this sword was extraordinary.

Xiao Zongzhu's own cultivation foundation is actually not good, but he first understood the painting in the hands of the elders of Houshan Shenshan, and comprehended the method of cultivating the demon body from it. Of course, at that time, he could comprehend But he still couldn't practice, because he had no one to guide him, and he didn't have some resources for cultivation. He was like a child facing a mountain that couldn't see the top.

However, because of grievances in his heart, he turned into a ghost official to kill people, but he unintentionally conformed to the meaning of the gods. Therefore, since then, his strength has skyrocketed, becoming stronger and stronger, and even condensed a fierce monster. Unpredictable and equally mysterious Ghost Seal.

And at that time, if Sect Master Xiao Xu continued to kill people in order to refine this ghost seal, he would be in big trouble.

According to the square inch to comprehend Wuxiangbao's body scriptures, and gained the understanding of the secret left by his elder brother, if Xiao Zongzhu at this time forcibly kills people in order to refine the ghost seal, the final result can only be madness, but However, Sect Master Xiao Xu is also a ruthless person. When he found that the way of the ghost official was not going to work, he actually put it down as soon as he said it, interrupting the formation of the ghost seal.

Until, a few years later, he personally investigated the evidence of the crimes of the seven clans, but hit a wall everywhere.

This is a helpless move, but it's the same, waiting for Ruo to sacrifice ghost seals again.

In name, ghost officials kill innocent people indiscriminately and set up torture halls privately, but in fact, Sect Master Xiao Xu kills people very cautiously. Every time he kills a person, he must be convinced that the person deserves to die before he shoots. When the thoughts are not pure enough, He would rather bear it than kill.

Both Fang Cun and Lu Xiao, the god-eyed son, had deduced the existence of Guixi earlier.

At that time, Mr. Shenmu used Bai Huaiyu, son of the Bai family, as bait to lure ghost officials out because he thought that the purpose of ghost officials was to refine the ghost seal, and to refine the ghost seal, he needed to steal the luck of the world. For business dealings in the south, ghost officials can behead the members of the seven clans, and beheaded in an upright manner. Only in this way can they wash the blade with sinful blood and refine it into such a magic treasure!

At that time, Mr. Shenmu believed that the ghost official had also lost the blood of the Nanli family and the Bai family.

Fang Cun thought so too, and was even ready to help Xiao Zongzhu create opportunities, but Xiao Zongzhu rejected Fang Cun's deliberate arrangement, and, he had already beheaded the Nanli family a long time ago, so he alone Lack of blood from the Bai family.

Now that he killed the elder of the Bai family, he has the blood of the Bai family!

Finally, the ghost seal has reached a small perfection to a certain extent, fused with the beheading knife, and turned into a magic treasure.

This is a magical treasure that can induce or even cut off Qingjiang's luck!

It's absurd to say that if this kind of magic treasure is refined by any demonic master, even if this demonic master is a master in the Nascent Soul realm, he may have to experience endless troubles, and there are countless extremely dangerous ones. Calamity, but unfortunately, little Sect Master Xu made it as a matter of course, just like a child, ignorant and ignorant, walked out of the valley full of disasters!

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"Is this the benefit brought by the purity of Dao Xin?"

Looking at the magic soldier from a distance, Fang Cun couldn't help laughing.

The answer my brother left me, as well as the truth I realized, are not unique.

These principles are inherent in the human world, and have long influenced countless people.

"Hahahaha, you guys are done..."

When Fang Cun turned his head to look at the magic knife, he was so angry that he almost vomited blood, and couldn't help trying to muster up his remaining strength. Mr. Fan, who directly fought with Fang Cun, suddenly laughed wildly, looking at him There seemed to be a look of excitement on his face: "The child has refined into a magic treasure and won Qingjiang's luck. Maybe he can use this to transform into a baby, but he also committed the biggest taboo..."

"Shengong will not let him go, and Xiandian will not let him go either..."

"You are finished, you will all die..."

"..."

When the old man drank wildly, the entire Qingjiang River trembled and cracked everywhere.

In the northwest of the city, the mysterious spiritual well guarded by the Yuebu of the Wu Clan, the spring water in the well suddenly began to drop rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and as the spiritual spring descended, the entire Qingjiang group was surrounded by black air. Endless magic...

The sky seemed to be completely dark at this moment.

There is an invisible roar of magic, which seems to be ringing from all directions, intertwining between heaven and earth.

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Fang Cun turned his back to the terrifying change, and looked at Mr. Fan like a fool.

Chapter 276

It was a sunny day, but it turned dark at this moment.

There seemed to be no sound of magic roars from all directions in Qingjiang County, which made people feel inexplicably flustered.

Qingjiang County here does not refer to this big city of Qingjiang, but the entire Qingjiang City, including the major cities and counties around it, and even Liuhu City is included in this range. Someone plucked a certain zither string, and suddenly it was passed on to ten or ten to a hundred, triggering changes in the entire Qingjiang River, making this world seem to be turning into a demon realm.

At this time, if someone blows a dandelion, you will find that the fluff is floating in the direction of Qingjiang Dacheng.

If someone takes out Sinan, he will find that the handle of the spoon is no longer pointing south.

Gein's world is already in chaos.

And at this moment, in the sky above Qingjiang City, everyone could see that the little Sect Master Xu, who was holding the beheading sword in his hand, seemed to be shrouded in a faint ghostly light around him. Under the blessing of the magic light, the aura on his body seemed to be undergoing an earth-shaking change, like a stubborn iron in a furnace, which was being beaten, and gradually emitted a fairy-gold divine light!

"Infant Transformation Qi..."

I don't know how many people have noticed the strange aura on Xiao Zongzhu's body, and gasped.

As qi refiners, they can all sense the changes in Xiao Zongzhu's aura. It is the aura that the qi refiner will enter from the middle stage of the god realm. The aura of stepping into the high level of the divine realm is a natural moat.

Breaking through to the Nascent Soul Realm and entering the high-level God Realm means that there is hope to touch the threshold of the fairyland.

Previously, Mr. Fan showed his baby light, which attracted the envy of countless people. He knew that this was the opportunity he found after sitting in the position of the county guard and accumulated hard work. But unexpectedly, now the little Sect Master Xu also showed this Waiting for an opportunity, and looking clearly, Yingguang is more solid, far more solid than Mr. Fan, this magical treasure that steals luck, is even more powerful than the orthodox Shanheyin?

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"Among the seven classics, there is indeed a great way!"

Fang Cun could not help admiring the changes in the surrounding world.

Ordinary people or those with low-level cultivation often think that cultivation is all about exhaling and refining Qi, breaking through the ranks step by step.

To a certain extent, this is not bad, but the vision is narrow. In fact, the road of cultivation becomes more and more complicated, which is far from being summed up by breathing and refining Qi, just like the old Mr. Fan before, just like now. Little Sect Master Xu, they both showed the possibility and background of stepping into the high level of the divine realm, but the two of them did not rely on breathing to refine Qi, but borrowed Qingjiang's luck.

The theory of luck is illusory.

According to Fang Cun's understanding, this should be related to the soul power of a person, and it is not one or two people, but a group of people.

The entire ethnic group, the soul power is intertwined, and then resonates with the heaven and the earth, it is luck!

Of course, it is not easy to explain in detail and comprehend it, it is the profound knowledge in the "Soul Sutra".

Even Fang Cun has extremely high potential in the "Soul Sutra", but at this time, he can't comprehend it too thoroughly.

But now, he is just feeling this wonderful change, laying the foundation for the future.

Such a crazy and majestic change in the luck of an entire county in a short period of time is actually very rare.

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"Haha, if the old man borrows mountains and rivers to imprint infants, it is only right and proper..."

"As for this kid, his name is not right, even if he really had the chance to transform into a baby, he wouldn't dare..."

"There will be countless people in the shrine to hunt him down..."

"The Immortal Palace will send down the scourge for him..."

At this moment, Mr. Fan was still screaming desperately, venting crazily.

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In a certain garden in the city, the woman in the phoenix robe frowned: "What are they trying to do?"

While puzzled, he glanced to the west.

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At this time, in the west of Qingjiang City, a pure black sedan chair was slowly approaching. There was no one who carried the sedan chair, and the sedan chair just flew in the air so quietly. He looked at Qingjiang City, and said to himself helplessly: "It's not so good to know the luck of Thieves Kingdom..."

"...Even I sneaked here!"

It seemed that things had gotten out of control, and he couldn't help but want to intervene.

But the sedan chair only moved slightly and then stopped.

Beside him, a colorful parrot yelled: "Fuck, Brother Yun, what are you still doing in a daze, come on, the old turtle was originally asked to help you finish the work, if you don't fucking go in, you just have to go in." I can collect the corpses of the people in Qingjiang..."

"I really should go..."

The young man in the sedan chair smiled wryly, feeling the gaze from the city, and said, "But I dare not..."

"You have no enmity with that phoenix, you just came here for business, are you afraid of something?"

As soon as the parrot got angry, it flew up by itself and turned around in the air.

On a seat in a certain teahouse in the city, a man in an elegant black robe suddenly glanced to the west, and then at his cat.

The parrot flapped its wings and flew back to the sedan chair, its brows drooping and its eyes drooping.

The young sheriff smiled and said, "What's wrong with you?"