Chapter 16 Slender Hand Bone

When he followed the two to rush to the holy land "Blood Sea" behind Lianshan, Xitong was already there. According to the two, when Xitong practices, he likes to be by the blood sea, and the children will be thrown into the blood sea one by one, and then practice.

In fact, when thrown into the sea of blood, most of the children had lost their meaning. However, every time they practice, the fifteen children were thrown in line one by one. The tragedy of the first child was the torture and shadow in the hearts of the children in the rear, which was the source of their fear.

When the two said, he didn't understand and said that Tong was a bastard, which harmed their lives and tortured them so much. However, Xuanming is very clear that this so-called torture is just for the fear of the child's death and unwilling resentment. The more afraid the children are, the purer the resentment will be when they die. The longer they are tortured, the deeper the child will hate him and the more resentment will be.

What kind of skill is it?

At this moment, the expression on his face couldn't help but be ferocious and extremely angry. When he rushed to the sea of blood, he was still a step slower. Just as Xitong's figure was far away, the children's horrible crying had also sounded faintly in their ears. He and the two of them changed their faces and rushed forward.

At this time, Hou's blood sea has been dyed light red by the children in the blood sea. The child in the sea of blood is estimated to be the youngest of the 15 children today. It is estimated that he is less than five years old. His small body is soaked in the sea. A trace of blood and essence are forced out of the pores of the whole body and flow into the sea of blood, slowly turning into light red gas and rushing to the meditation.

The child's pores are bleeding due to the suction. At this time, the child floating on his back in the sea. At this moment, his white face was stained with blood, and a trace of blood was left on his face, gathering into a small stream and slowly flowing into the sea. For Xuanming II, this is so cruel that he can't bear to look at it again, not to mention the group of children who have been loved by their parents? What's more, more for children comes from the oppression brought by resentment in the sea of blood. From spiritual oppression.

The trace of light red blood fog floated up, with the fierce resentment like a demon of hell, showing bloody fangs, and ferociously pounced on them. The sound of ghost crying and howling rushed to them with the gloomy wind of hell, instantly buried them in the horror of 18 layers of hell. Fierce ghosts, bloodthirsty and ferocious...

All the gloomy horror is as fierce as Xi Tong sitting cross-legged on the beach of blood.

The fourteen children who were detained by the beach had panicked and cried into tears. A little bigger, in addition to crying with pale faces, they would also hold their eyes and stare at Xi Tong with hatred. Through their eyes, they wanted to shoot Xi Tong alive.

And this hatred is exactly what Xitong wants.

Xuan Ming's face was slightly pale, and resentment burned in his eyes. The wind came out and stopped and rushed to the bloody sea. His right hand grabbed the child who lived and died in the sea.

A powerful spiritual force rolled into the sea of blood as fast as the wind, and then splashed the waves of the sea water, the child had been held in Xuanming's arms. After aura was injected into the child's body to protect the child's weak life, he threw the child to the second captive. The angry eyes looked at Xi Tong.

When Xi Tong, who was practicing, felt the intrusion of Xuan Ming, the spiritual power circulating in the meridians immediately braked, and the qi and blood all over his body also boiled in an instant. However, at this time, there is no time to care whether the injury is hurt or whether the spiritual power is damaged. He just stared at the ferocious Xuanming with a vigilance. The fist placed on the side has been clenched tightly.

For a long time, he has never believed in Xuanming. Isn't there a saying in the world?" Those who really know you, except your friends, are your opponents!" Although Xi Tong still can't talk about how to understand Xuan Ming, he is convinced that Xuan Ming will not really join the demon religion. Even if he can betray the heaven without hesitation. I won't join any magic religion.

What's more, Xuan Ming is arrogant. How could he allow himself to be so embarrassed to be chased to the gate of the demon religion, and then be forced to join the demon religion like this?

This is definitely impossible, so Xuanming joined the magic religion, I'm afraid it's for something or some intention. And he couldn't figure out what it was for.

He looked up at Xuanming, narrowed his eyes and said with a sarcastic smile, "Why, did you finally show your true face?"

Xuan Ming's angry expression slowly faded away, replaced it with a joke familiar to others, and snorted coldly at Xi Tong, saying, "Our great Ruan Mozun's action is very big when practicing."

Xi Tong was stunned. All the time, the skills he practiced had polished his last good. Life in the world is just a few ants in his eyes. He didn't think there was anything wrong with catching a few ants to practice, but that's it. He still understood what Xuan Ming meant. So he also snorted coldly, glanced at the child tied aside coldly, and said coldly, "It's just a few ants, but it's hard to miss Brother Xuanming!"

How many ants? Xuan Ming smiled instead of anger, and the corners of his mouth shot far away at Xitong with sharp eyes like a knife. He was as cold as a knife, which made Xitong couldn't help but feel excited and cold in his heart. Xuanming smiled and said word by word, "Heaven can still live for evil, but people can't live for evil!" Ruan Mozun thought that you could replace the sky?!

Xi Tong's face changed slightly, and then suddenly laughed wildly. The strange skill also slowly dissipated at this moment. At noon, the bright sky suddenly turned red and bloodthirsty. His fierce and bloodthirsty eyes stared at Xuan Ming and said gloomily word by word, "Do you think you can punish me on behalf of heaven?"

Xuanming is naturally not afraid of his pressure, but he is still very surprised. After a while, Xitong's Taoism has grown so much. What is such a ferocious Taoism? It's too sinister and vicious!

He smiled, smiled like a spring breeze with a breeze, slowly brushing around, blowing away thick clouds and blood away. The windy autumn in the south once again appeared on the top of the mountain. Xuanming shook his sleeve robe and looked down at the analysis and said, "I dare not represent Tianwei, but it's enough to punish you. Why do you need to come?"

Move-on has already become the only ending. When Xi Tong's red eyes heard Xuan Ming's words, they suddenly contracted. In the blink of an eye, two red knives had a strong resentment that could corrupt everything and shot at Xuan Ming.

Seeing the red knife light with silky green light, Xuan Ming remembered the dead body he saw in the back mountain today. As long as he thought that the red light and green light were refined with the spirit of mortal life, Xuan Ming couldn't help but look pale and his eyes were burning fire.

This man is too cruel to stay!!

Xuanming's eyes suddenly stared, and his angry eyes flashed. Two white lights shot out like knives, and the electric star shot fiercely at the red knife light. In an astray, the sea rolled up like a mountain. Then, the space seemed to be solidified in an instant, and the high waves were like a wall of water, maintaining this surging posture and being fixed in mid-air.

The second is a shrewd and careful person. After he followed Xuanming for an hour, Xuanming had already commented on him in his heart. At this moment, when he saw the two of them do it, his mind flashed. His hands and feet quickly rolled his spiritual power to the 14 children who were still frightened by the sea and took them far away from the battlefield.

The first move was broken, and Xi Tong was not annoyed, but the white sleeve robe was thrown, and a red light was like a knife splitting into the light curtain. Xuan Ming naturally didn't want to hang with him. Seeing him fight again, he no longer guarded the water wall. He just turned over and stepped back a few steps, allowing the red light to be grumpy, "c" and broke the water wall. Stab yourself.

The water wall, like a mirror, broke into several pieces in an instant, fell into the sea again, and the water disappeared. The red light did not diminish, and with a hula, it had arrived in front of Xuan Ming. Xuanming was not in a hurry. He took a look at Xitong, who had jumped into the air. The ink light in his hand flashed, and the cold sword was already in his hand. He slowly raised the cold sword and split into the red light.

That's the sword breaking through the flood.

That's a new move that I realized in the tattered flag of Yuanshi a few days ago, the sword broke through the flood.

When the sword split, the white light suddenly flashed. But at that time, it became the only light in the world. The sky has turned upside down. When the sun is gone and the moonlight is gone, even the tiny starlight no longer exists and disappears. Only the white light was left, slowly penetrating the darkness and rushing to Xitong.

is very slow. The slow analysis seems to see how the light flies and flows through the darkness to himself. However, he couldn't see how this white light crossed his red sleeves.

At that moment, the distance between him and Xuanming, which was only a sea of blood, seemed to become a vast void, so that he could no longer detect Xuanming's breath. Even when the white light rushed to Xuanming, it seemed that a long time had passed. But he still came to him when his brain was muddle-headed and could not react.

When he realized that Bai Mang had arrived in front of him, Xi Tong had no time to resist any more, so he had to retreat and resist again. Fortunately, the skills Mos gave him are strong enough, especially when his heart is full of resentment. In an all-on, his figure turned away like a wind, far away from the white light, leaving only a red fog in front of the white light.

Xitong stopped from afar. After two moves, his previous humiliation was aroused again. In Xitong's red eyes, the red light shook and suddenly turned into a green light.

Full of resentment.

He smiled ferociously and sacrificed something with pink light. When the light dissipated, even though the sky and the earth were dark, Xuan Ming still saw it clearly.

That's a hand bone. Human hand bones, and also the slender hand bones that children have!