After the defeat of the devil, there is an extra child

In the distance of Xingluo Cliff are endless green mountains. In the rain, more than a hundred monks are hanging with their swords. They are all dressed in white with hosta crowns and red belts. The black gauze is not even half wet in the rain. Looking at the man on the edge of the cliff.

"I'd rather not do it! Hand over the exquisite bones!" The monk in Yuzan's white clothes hung his sword in the air, and said sadly: "You still don't know how to repent!"

"Devil! You killed seventeen inner disciples of my sect, today we will never let it go!"

"It's better than that! Behind you is Xingluoya, and behind you is the dark field, you have nowhere to escape!" Someone said angrily: "Hurry up and catch me!"

The turbulent endless river rolls westward, the muddy river water can never see the bottom of the river, the thunder roars under the dark sky, and the blue and white lightning tears the sky, illuminating the Bianhua flowers all over the mountains and plains like a burning sea of ​​fire.

"It's just a broken bone. It's worth such a big battle?" The man stood on the edge of a steep cliff and casually threw the box in his hand, causing everyone to choke.

"I don't even want to give it away for free." He smiled contemptuously, and with a flip of his wrist, the black sandalwood box drew a beautiful arc in the rain.

"stop!"

"I'd rather not!"

"The devil deserves death!"

Countless monks rushed to the edge of the Xingluo cliff to try to stop them, but they were blocked by an invisible barrier. Obviously, a large formation has been set up here, and those who want to collide with spiritual power to break the formation will be sucked into the formation in the next moment, and instantly It turned into a dry corpse and became a nourishment for the formation.

"Shizier dare!"

The old and majestic voice resounded through the sky, and the strong voice from Xingluoya swept across the entire Xinzhou in an instant. Countless monks were shocked and looked to the west one after another.

Just as he wondered which ancestor in the Seventeenth State was the one who was furious, but when he heard the word Ning Wuwu, he stopped watching the excitement and wished he could run as far as he could.

There was a cold drizzle in the sky, and the endless red was shrouded in misty water vapor. The man in black clothes by the cliff stood with his hands behind his back, his crow-like long hair was tied behind his head by a very inappropriate snow-blue hairband, the autumn wind was blowing His clothes fluttered.

The blade of Suzaku ring headed the sword buzzed, and countless dead souls turned into a dark mist and surrounded the blade, making shrill and unwilling screams, which was terrifying and frightening.

The Suzaku Knife, which frightened countless people in the Seventeen States, was trampled on at will. Ning Buwei looked at the old man with white beard and hair in the distance, and smiled casually: "Why don't you dare?"

The old man shouted angrily, and raised an eight-treasure pagoda in his palm. The pagoda swelled by more than a hundred times in an instant, and crashed into the sky above the formation, "Evil heretics! Today I will meet you for a while!"

"Wait a minute, my lord!" Someone among the monks hastily stopped him, "This is the Xingluo cliff, and the bottom of the cliff is the dark realm. If we don't do anything wrong, we will all fall into the dark realm like the arrogant children! Think twice, my lord! !"

After this persuasion, several people came forward.

"My lord, Linglonggu has entered the dark realm now, this matter needs to be discussed in the long run, and you must not be as knowledgeable as he is here!"

"The Endless River passes through the Central Prefecture of Erfu, please think again, my lord!"

The white-haired old man scolded angrily: "You juniors! You are greedy for life and afraid of death! If you don't get rid of these devils, it will be a disaster in the future!"

"I'd rather not do it!" Someone yelled angrily: "The second state of Shanshang in the southeast Xun Prefecture has been cut off because of your Ning family's loss of life! For 500 years, unjust souls have ravaged the seventeen states, and your Ning family is the chief culprit!"

"You have committed countless murders, and your body is full of grievances. Now the Chongzheng League is here to do justice for the sky! The devil is coming!"

A young man swooped down with his sword in his hand, his eyes were dazzled by the knuckles between his fingers, the golden light of his body shield shot up into the sky, and the three jade-colored long swords behind his back led the thunder down. Would rather not go for it!

"Chu Li! Come back!" Someone behind the young man couldn't stop him, so he could only use his sword to help, but it was too late.

The Suzaku Knife was not yet out of its sheath, and Ning Buwei stood in place with his long sleeves and swept it away. Before Chu Li got close, his whole body exploded. The next film is dark.

"It's gimmicky." Ning Buwei commented with a bit of disgust, and smiled contemptuously, "You are such an ant, death is not a pity."

"Let's go!" Some of the monks saw that the situation was not good and wanted to retreat, but it was too late, the terrifying formation had already spread to his feet without knowing it, and they suddenly panicked: "This formation is alive! Ah! Ahhh-"

"Arrogant child, take your life!" The white-haired old man shouted angrily, the pagoda was pushed down suddenly, and the color of the sky and the earth suddenly changed.

Ning Buwei's Suzaku Knife trembled violently in an instant, and the mournful roar of ghosts and ghosts resounded throughout Xingluoya, black mist spread in the rain, like thick ink dripping into clear water, scattered in all directions, and swept everyone in an instant enter.

The long sword with a cold light cut across the gorgeous crimson, and the crimson color suddenly exploded in the hazy mist.

All of a sudden, screams came and went, and a hazy mist of blood filled the sky and covered the sky. The autumn rain was cool, and the mist of blood poured down, hitting the flowers on the other shore that were in full bloom.

The Endless River originates from Yizhou, Zhenfu in the east, passes through Zhongzhou from east to west, and crashes into the dark realm at Xingluoya in Xinzhou, Duifu.

Black clouds billowed on Xingluoya, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled. This battle lasted for 49 days.

The Endless River, which flows from east to west, flows backwards for a hundred days, when Chu Linyuan, the lord of Wushizong, came out of the customs, and the gentleman's sword was unsheathed to break through the mountains and rivers, so that the Endless River resumed its flow, and the lives of the seven states along the river were saved.

In the battle of Xingluoya, none of the 120 sects and 510 members of the Chongzheng League survived, the soul lamps in the sects were completely extinguished, countless geniuses fell, and the chiefs of the sects cried and mourned.

However, Ning Buwei, the great demon who has dominated the cultivation world for nearly 500 years and disturbed the peace of Seventeen Prefectures, disappeared without a trace.

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Under the cold white sky, the wind is howling, the autumn rain is pattering down, the withered yellow weeds are standing and swaying in the wind, and the air is filled with the damp and sticky smell of blood.

Not far away, the turbid river slapped violently against the jagged stones on the bank, and a few crows hiding from the rain grabbed on the dry branches, squawking hoarsely at the tree.

A young man in ragged clothes lay on the pile of rubble.

He looks like he is only in his early twenties, Chen Ning has a handsome and extraordinary appearance, even if his eyes are closed tightly, the madness between his brows can't be concealed, making it difficult to approach.

Half of this person's body was soaked in blood, especially his right arm, which had turned into a white bone with dripping flesh and blood. The crows on the tree not only liked to eat carrion, but their scarlet black eyes were so greedy that they gurgled. Turn around, but it seems that he is afraid of something and dare not approach.

Rather than being woken up.

He slowly opened his eyes, the blood in his eyes hadn't faded, and immediately the severe pain all over his body made him cough. The blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, soaked down his chin to his temples, and soaked through the tail of the snow-blue hairband.

The cold rain hit his face, which brought back his somewhat slack mind.

He didn't die.

Ning Buwei stared at the gray-white sky, slowly raised the corners of his mouth, the smile on his face gradually expanded in the rain, and finally laughed out loud.

He would rather not do it if the sky is not dead!

What Chongzheng League has no time sect, what is difficult to write about the rookie of the Chu family, this group of sanctimonious and greedy bastards!Not all of them were killed by him!All the soul flying and soul powder turned into the nutrients of the Suzaku knife!

The crazy laughter frightened the crows on the tree who were about to have a feast, fluttering their wings and flying away in panic.

Ning Buwei's laughter gradually stopped, his handsome face was sinister and terrifying, he will kill these hypocrites sooner or later!Slaughtered the Wushizong and pacified the Chongzheng League!Especially those bastards surnamed Chu!

Thinking of this, Ning Buwei's blood-colored eyes were full of murderous intent, but he was lying on the harsh gravel beach unable to move.

He tried to mobilize the spiritual power in the dantian to heal his wounds, but found that the dantian was dry and there was no spiritual power at all. He didn't believe in evil and tried again, but the result was the same every time.

His cultivation base of 500 years of painstaking cultivation was exhausted in one day!

Anger welled up in his heart, and he was so angry that he would rather spit out a mouthful of dirty blood.

It must be that old bastard who is difficult to read!

It's a pity that Venerable Nanshu has long since turned into the nourishment of Suzaku Dao, and Ning Buwei's favorite is to make people die without a whole body.

Ning Buwei licked his teeth vigorously, the smell of blood filled his mouth, he habitually wanted to sacrifice the Suzaku Knife, but the weight in his hands was empty, he raised his arm and took a closer look, there was only one piece of his precious ring head knife left. He made a "head" and lay alone in his palm.

Suzaku——Ning Buwei wailed in his heart, almost didn't come up and went directly.

This is simply a greater blow than the loss of his cultivation.

The dead body of the natal magic weapon, Shi Wuquan, was broken into pieces, and Ning Buwei's trembling palm, which was almost left with only a skeleton, pieced together a small half, and a large half of Suzaku Dao's body was missing.

Ning Buwei lay on his back on the rocky beach, the joy of surviving a desperate situation has turned into the bleakness of the wind and rain.

His cultivation was completely lost, Suzaku was shattered, and he was seriously injured and unable to move. He stared at the dead tree branch protruding above his head, and a yellow leaf on it was dying in the autumn wind.

Looking at Ye Zi, Ning Buwei coughed up another mouthful of blood, and after a while, he let out a sinister laugh.

Exquisite bone.

He tried his best to steal the exquisite bone from the Chongzheng League. Mortals can use it to reshape the foundation of life and death, and the cultivator can use it to skyrocket overnight and directly smash the void and ascend.

Those sanctimonious hypocrites fought endlessly, but in the end no one could grab it, so they thought of a stupid confession, and in the end it was not cheap, he would rather not do it!

How could he just throw away such a good treasure.

Ning Buwei's body had long since lost consciousness, he raised his arm with some difficulty, stretched towards his skirt, and pulled out the exquisite bone with his fleshy bone claws——

The treasure that can make him soar instantly!

Ning Buwei brought the treasure to his eyes for a closer look.

"Wow!"

A clear cry of a baby resounded through the river bank, startling the birds on the river bank, and the loud cry echoed in the empty valley.

The big devil who did all kinds of evil would rather not do anything, the ecstatic expression on his face cracked instantly.