Seven-star mysterious demon

Chapter 242 Killing and Treasure

The third volume of the seven-star mysterious demon suddenly rises

Chapter 242 Killing and Treasure

Countless ice crumbs poured down with an earth-shaking roar, instantly covering the white-shirted man with a thick layer of ice.

The huge body of the blood ghost seemed to be a giant god between heaven and earth, pounding his chest and roaring, and bursts of powerful sound waves almost shocked the whole cave completely. Countless blue stones were shaken into powder by the extremely angry roar of the blood ghost, and the ocean sprinkled down the sky. The cave was in such a strong sound waves. There was a violent shaking and almost collapsed directly, which showed how angry the blood ghost was at this time.

Although he didn't know what had happened to his ignorant intelligence, the feeling that the soul was almost pulled out of his body made him feel a burst of heart palpitations. If his soul hadn't returned to his body inexplicably just now, I'm afraid he would have died at this time.

The blood ghost who withdrew his control of his body again was very angry and angry at this time. His ignorant heart was full of a fierce murderous intention. He wanted to vent it and kill! Kill! Kill!

The blood ghost has fallen into an extremely crazy state. Under the cover of the ice crumbs and stone powder, the white-shirted young man's face suddenly became extremely ugly.

"It's actually a blood ghost, the blood ghost of the virtual Dan period. Damn, how could he break through that layer of ice? How could he run out without warning!" The white-shirted young man cursed and suddenly became extremely angry.

But at this time, in the face of the blood ghost who was already completely fierce, the sword light in front of him danced in front of him with layers of protection.

At this time, a pair of blood ghosts with huge eyes became extremely red also noticed the white-shirted young man at this time, and suddenly caught the white-shirted young man without hesitation with a pair of huge ghost claws.

At this time, the Qingli resident quickly turned into a streamer through the passage and came to the original stone hall. Hearing the fierce roar and the roar of the blade behind him, as well as the anger of the white-shirted young man, a cruel smile appeared on his face.

"Hey, I dare to hit my wife's idea, it's really looking for death. Hey hey, Chunyu Laozu, hey, what a Chunyu Laozu, just Xudanqi dares to attack me and grab my wife's things. OK! OK! OK! That's great!" Qingli Jushi, who was in a cloud of dark light, looked gloomy and terrible: "Chunyu, hey, I won't call you an ice soul if I don't kill you all over the house!" With a sharp roar, a touch of bright red appeared on Qingli's face in an instant. A mouthful of blood spewed out far away, and his face suddenly turned red to white, and there was no dead gray. Obviously, resisting the full blow of the white-shirted young man had injured his physical injury, which was difficult to maintain at all.

However, when he thought of the great benefits obtained this time, Qingli Jushi's eyes suddenly glowed with a burning look. Since he had obtained great benefits, it was irrelevant even if this split was destroyed.

Thinking of the various benefits, it is to urge the remaining spiritual power in the body to rush to the exit of the stone hall quickly. At this time, his master has been on the way here. As long as he comes out of this shady place, he can send thousands of miles of notes to make peace with him. At that time, this split will be completely destroyed. There is no relationship.

"Impossible, impossible, how can you still be alive! You should have been swallowed alive by the ghost. How can you not die!" Qingli Jushi said to himself crazily. His dark hair was glued to sticky blood, and his image was even more horrible and crazy.

"No, the innate sword spirit is the innate sword spirit! The innate sword spirit on your body!" Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, and Qingli Jushi roared in horror as if he had seen a ghost: "You are not a monk in the Qi period. You are a congenital warrior, you are an innate warrior!"

"Hey! Congengen? Hey, I didn't expect that you, a law enforcement officer of the Ice Soul Valley who painstakingly practiced immortality, also knew the innate sword spirit. No wonder you showed a strange color when you blocked the ghost at the entrance of the inn. I'm afraid you began to plot against someone at that time. Hey hey, however, my life is relatively hard, a little ghost in the area. But I don't have the ability to take it away." Jiyang was stunned at first, and then laughed. The possessed ice soul elixir actually regarded himself as an innate martial artist. Jiyang did not intend to say anything. Instead, he looked at the Qingli Jushi who kept struggling on the ground and his face gradually became cold: "Ice Soul Valley, I can't afford to provoke a small dispersion for the time being, so So that we can only let the Taoist friend take a step ahead, and the treasure of the Taoist friend will be received by me. You, go to die at ease. Jiyang sneered, and the silver-white gun in his hand trembled fiercely.

"No! Before I finished speaking, Qingli Jushi's body burst under the shock of the silver gun, and countless plasma pieces of meat were scattered on the ground. Two storage bags fell from the broken meat in the sky and were grabbed by Jiyang.

At the same time, a faint shadow in the blood fog on the ground rushed out in an instant, shooting outside the cave, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

"Ji, you have ruined my good deeds today. I must twitch your soul and roast you forever, so that you can't survive and die! Mrs. Ben is going to frustrate you--! Bone--! Yang——! Hui--!" The extremely roar of the lunar calendar came from the mouth of the cave, and the sad roar was chilling.

"Frustrated?" Jiyang smiled and said, "Hmm, I'm afraid you haven't had that chance yet."

Before the words fell, a sad howling suddenly came from the quiet passage: "What kind of fire is this? How can it burn my soul? How can it be, ah! I don't want to! I don't want to!"

The howl stopped abruptly, and the green skeleton possessed by the old soul came out of the cave very freehand and turned the last bit of the soul of the ice soul master into ashes in front of Jiyang.

At the same time, a woman with a cold face in a palace somewhere in Donglan was suddenly white.

"The soul has been destroyed! Who is it? Who destroyed my wife's soul!"

He easily threw the two storage bags into his arms and clapped his palm: "Although I didn't find the blood of the earth this time, so many good things are also a great harvest. Wealth is in danger, wealth is sought in danger."

"Isn't it?" The old soul laughed strangely, and the whole person turned into a green light and penetrated into the corpse bag. At the same time, a cyan little man jumped out of the skeleton and penetrated into the ancient jade in Jiyang's arms and disappeared.

"Ky, I have gained a lot from the old man this time. I want to digest it well. If there is nothing important, don't bother me."

"That's natural." Jiyang smiled gently, and then his body shook, put on his invisible clothes and disappeared in place again. At the same time, the whole person drove a blue light to the dust outside the cave.

Half a day later, Jiyang came all the way to the abandoned riverbed, but at this time, the four elixir masters who were originally blocked here had already gone.

"It seems that the four people also came here for something. Obviously, listening to the white-shirted young man's words, it seems that the other three people have been cheated by him. I don't know where they have been trapped, but there is nothing to stop them here." Gently touching his chin, Jiyang smiled gently: "But what does this have to do with me? It's the right way to leave this place quickly."

said that his body fell into the light and quickly returned along the dry riverbed.

Half a day later, Jiyang jumped up from the ancient well in the backyard of the inn, with a trace of happiness on his face for the rest of his life.

At this time, it was morning, and the dazzling sunlight looked extremely hazy in this gloomy ancient city, as if at dusk. Looking up at the sky, Jiyang threw a flying sword and flew into the sky, and soon disappeared.