Chapter 48 Don't reveal it and go through the sky

In the past, the rich mansion and the Anlehou Mansion have now become a Shura field that devours human lives. The flames in the bronze-cast tripod shines, dancing like a snake, and the fire seems to never burn out.

The flying flowers and fragments of ashes in the air are all melted by the human lives passed by the fire dragon, in which a faint smell of blood is after the violent bodies of the two Taoists in the sky, which is full of blood and overflowing in the air.

The rest of the disciples of Xiaoyaozong have disintegrated, and the team managed by Tianmu has been completely destroyed.

And several disciples brought by Jiuhua Zhenren were finally lost, but he didn't care at all, as if those were just ordinary goods, and they were used up.

After standing behind the fire, Shen Wei's mind was so excited that he was in a trance. His heart was full of panic and gave birth to a very sad mood. Only then did he find that his usual actions were with Jiuhua Zhenren, who was domineering and did not spare human life. Compared with people, it's simply a little witch bumped into a big witch, which is not worth a sun.

What makes him feel most terrible is the man's murder without blinking and careless look. His eyes are indifferent, as if killing is commonplace.

The fire burned, and the tongue of fire rushed. In front of him, the tongue of fire had already turned into a sickle to harvest human lives, vicious, greedy and tireless.

"My son... How can you escape from this..." Shen Wei thought so, and the vigorous fire actually made his whole body cold.

At this time, there was an angry cry. The morning child, who had long been unbearable, fell down and shouted at Jiuhua's real person. He saw that Jiuhua's ordinary disciples, who were about his age, were thrown out like everything by his teacher. They all died and were furious. He couldn't help but appear and scolded angrily.

Shen Wei looked anxiously at the child who listened to the morning. He knew that the 1232-year-old teenager was Chen Naixian's subordinate. Because his child was about the same age as the boy in front of him, he felt that the child was suffering and did not want the red-lipped and white-toothed doll to go to this Shura field again. Shen Weixin said that the little doll was bold and did not know the power of this demon. He had the intention to let him escape quickly, but he didn't dare to persuade him, so he had to wince his eyebrows and signal him to leave quickly.

Listening to Chen's anger, how can he see Shen Wei's signal? He has one more thing to care about, which is to recuperate his wounds here. He is also the first part of Chen Nai, and the safety of Qin Tianhu.

Jiuhua Zhenren waited quietly to listen to Chen's scolding, but just smiled slightly. Two sharp electric lights passed through his eyes and swept into Chen's body. The latter was suffocated for a moment and could not make a sound.

"This doll has practiced metamorphosis, is good at flying eagles, and has a good talent in mony, or is allowed to be accepted as my disciple..." Jiuhua Zhenren suddenly thought of this.

At this time, the children he brought were all dead, and the two disciples Peng Ming and He Ming were also killed. The little boy in front of him was not weak. Jiuhua raised his love for talent and only heard him shake his head and said, "This is a matter of my clan. They are my disciples, so they should have this awareness of death, little doll, I You seem to have learned metamorphosis and have good talent. It's better to worship under my Jiuhua Gate.

"You... I don't want to be thrown into the sky by you like them and deal with life and death at will." After listening to Jiuhua's words, the little boy was shocked, jumped back and looked at the other party with extreme caution and said.

"Haha..." Jiuhua Zhenren smiled and shook his head and said, "No, they have ordinary qualifications, but you are very different. If you are willing to be a teacher, Jiuhua dares to guarantee that you will become a first-class figure in the martial arts within five years."

"Bah!" Hearing Chen's little face turn red and his heart said that I don't want to be your demon disciple, he shouted angrily, "It depends on how you look at these little apprentices. Even if the Taoism is clear, I can't let you listen to Chenfu. I ask you, if I don't follow, do you want to force me to get started!"

"Hm?" Jiuhua Zhenren's face showed a trace of disappointment. He immediately thought that he would clean up Xiaoyaozong today and avenge Heming's absence. Since the child was found by him, he could not escape from his means. Since he had nothing to do with Xiaoyaozong, he might as well let him leave today. Thinking of this, Jiuhua Zhenren responded indifferently, "Since you don't want to , Jiuhua is inconvenient to force it. You don't have to say bad words again, so go home!"

He regarded this Chen as a treasure he picked up, but he didn't care about his previous aggressive scolding. He just said that it was the child's nonsense. Hearing Chen felt a little surprised and asked hesitantly, "You... let me go?"

Jiuhua nod slightly, gently stroked the dust, and stopped talking.

"Good!" Hearing that Chen was angry just now, he has scolded and calmed down a little. He also remembered the horror of witnessing this old way. After all, he is a child and doesn't want to stay here any more. He just heard him think about it and asks, "I can go. You can ask Brother Qin Tianhu to come out, and we will leave together."

Unexpectedly, Jiuhua shook his head and said, "Now there is no one who cultivates immortals except Jiuhua..."

"Little Taoist priest, don't ask, let's go!" Anlehou Shen Wei was so anxious that he finally couldn't stand it and made a sound of persuasion.

"What the hell is going on?" Hearing that something was wrong in Chen's instant, he was anxious and a sense of ominousness surged up, "Where's the brother Qintian who is recovering from his wounds in your house!"

Jiuhua Zhenren turned around and looked at An Lehou. The latter was inadvertently looked at him and suddenly turned pale. Then Jiuhua Zhenren turned his head and looked at Tingchen, as if he remembered something, and said lightly, "Qin Tianhu... I did meet such a person in and out of this place. Although he was a monk, he did not belong to Xiaoyao Sect... ....”

"What did you do to him!" Hearing Chen's heart tightened, his voice trembled a little.

"Kill." Jiuhua smiled and said, in fact, killing is not common for him, but he has always regarded people in the world as ants and doesn't care.

"You!" After listening to Chen, a burst of blood surged into his heart in an instant. He was furious and the light rose all over his body. He was furious and pulled out a short knife on his wrist. His whole body was floating in the air and was about to fight with Jiuhua.

Jiuhua's real face darkened. He didn't want to fight with the teenager. At this moment, when he saw that he was impatient, he had to gather his true spirit. When Jiuhua was about to brush the dust and was about to push the morning boy away with a blow, a red light suddenly rose. He was free to listen to the morning heart and attack Jiuhua's real person. .

"Ah!" This sudden change, Shen Wei screamed in horror.

"Ah!" Hearing that Chen's chest was penetrated by red light, a terrible hole appeared on his body. He screamed and looked at himself unbelievably.

"Who is the evil!" Jiuhua Zhenren was furious at that time, and the true energy on the dust gathered more. Facing the red light, he waved it.

With a boom, the two forces collided, setting off a wave of air. Shen Wei, the Marquis of Anle, and a group of servants were blown down by the strong wind. When Shen Wei's eyes widened, he saw the smoke and dust scattered around him and could not tell the direction. Only the hot swayed desperately in the tripod in front of him and fell into a bright lamp.

And the Jiuhua real person was not ready to be attacked by this blow. The true qi he originally sent just wanted to push away Tingchen, which was pestering him, so he did not kill him. The red light through Tingchen's body was condensed from thick blood. The blow was fierce and unexpected, and Jiuhua was shocked by this blow to the sky.

At this time, a glance was charming, and suddenly looked through the sky and broke through the darkness. Like two electric lights, it was as deep as the eyes of Jiuhua.

"Hm?" At this moment, time stopped, everything stopped, and Jiuhua's consciousness suddenly sank, as if he were in the bottomless dark abyss.

He only felt that there was darkness around him, and his body fell deeper into the darkness. Although he could not hear or see it, he was in a muddle-headed situation, and he was falling a thousand feet.

not far from the original Anlehou Mansion, a Taoist wrapped in a blue and green robe suddenly appeared. It was Tianmu who fled back in a hurry after being defeated by Qi Miao. He wanted to rush back to Shen's mansion with Qi Miao's anger, but he had some plans in mind, but at this time, he found that the situation was completely different from what he thought.

It turned out to be an earth-shaking scene. Jiuhua Taoist man was full of power, surrounded by the breath of death. Tianmu explored with evil skills and found that his cronies Tiankuo, Tianque and a group of disciples were all dead. Suddenly, his heart was stabbed with a knife and furious.

You should know that these people are all the capital of his free sect, but they were inexplicably killed by the man in front of him. At this time, Tianmu and Qi Miao's battle was pale, and the ghost skill had already been consumed. Even so, he couldn't help but rush forward to fight with the Jiuhua real person, with blood in his heart. Resentment.

At the moment when he heard Chen raise his true qi and pulled out his short knife, Tianmu, who stood far away, shot out a blood light, shaking Jiuhua Zhenren to the sky, and then his eyes flashed, which firmly bound Jiuhua Zhenren's mind with charming skills.

At this time, Tianmu's eyes changed, and there were crystal stars shining brightly and dreamy. The fascinating eyes from this dreamy eyes firmly restrained the Jiuhua real person. At this time, the opportunity was not to be missed. When Tianmu raised his hand, the faint blood around his body gradually condensed, gradually became crimson, condensed and formed, and he actually did A red, unusually bright blood knife came.

Tian Mu bare arms, stretched out his green and white jade hands, held the bloody knife with his slender fingers, and his body swayed, like a fling butterfly, flying lightly against Jiuhua Zhenren.

His eyes remained unchanged, and he still firmly restrained Jiuhua's real body, but his face became more enchanting and charming, and his hatred condensed. He just wanted to kill the person in front of him with a knife.

At this time, Jiuhua's real eyes lost his eyes, his face was dull, and he flew alone in mid-air. He didn't know where the dust of the enemy had drifted. Tianmu slowly and narrowed the distance with him little by little. There was nothing else in his heart, but kept thinking:

"Dead!"