Chapter 59 Hundred Poisonous Ancestors 1

Biyao is a little interested in staring at the distant wind and thunder car. Young people are still young, and their childlike nature is inexilable.

Wow! ......

Another motorcycle passed by Baguio. If she hadn't stepped aside, she would have been touched by the guy in the car. Baguio was furious.

Wow! Whoo! Whoo! Whoo! Whoo! ......

In a series of roars, at least a dozen motorcycles sped by, all of which were young people dyed with various hair colors, leaving only choking exhaust and tide-like provocation and adjustment. Play.

Baguio's palm turned over, and a little golden light appeared in his palm, but it was to leave a lesson for these ant-like guys.

Sakyamuni Tiger pressed her palm in time and shook her head slightly, with a little special meaning in his eyes.

Biyao Anai came down, but she was puzzled, but she slowly raised her true qi. She greatly increased her five senses and carefully explored the surrounding situation.

"Oh! No, the atmosphere of heaven and earth a hundred miles away is abnormal. It seems that someone is fighting?

Baguio was thinking, and another damn roar interrupted her thoughts, but the little ruffians who had just roared by ran back.

The golden retriever seemed to be the leader, and he came straight out and whistled loudly, "Miss, come home from work? It's too dark here. Do you want me to give you a ride?

Biyao is so angry that she didn't expect that she would be teased today? If it hadn't been for the harsh eyes of the Sakyamuni Tiger from time to time, I would have really wanted to dismember these guys.

"My point is that if you don't talk, it's a default." Golden Retriever drove over and reached out to pull Baguio.

He was greeted by a thick and powerful palm, which was still very cold, as if it were not a living person.

Although the Sakyamuni Demon Tiger was raised by Qiao Xiaoxuan with mana and refined its desire. Hope, but it's still an undead demon, isn't it? Naturally, it is extremely cold.

Without waiting for the ant to continue to be dirty, in the surprised and frightened eyes of the people, the Sakyamuni Tiger raised him to the air, as if the wolf staring at the food was patrolling all over the golden hair. For a long time, he reached out and inserted his hand into his chest.

The "puff!" makes the teeth tremble In the sound, the golden retriever is like a catfish forcibly taken ashore, with its mouth wide open, its eyes wide open in horror, and speechless.

Sakyamuni Tiger casually discarded the still warm body, as if throwing away a broken pocket and staring straight at the beating heart in his hand, as if studying antiques.

This scene scared these little ruffians. The cigarettes in their mouth fell on their legs and roasted a burst of meat. Xiang has forgotten.

The Sakyamuni demon tiger stared at the heart for a minute. At this time, there were bursts of screams in their ears. The little ruffians finally came to their senses and ran away one by one, but only one or two smart motorcycles could drive calmly.

As soon as the mana urged, the true qi cut into the heart, and a handful of green flames were born. In the gentle river wind, the bloody heart turned into ash all over the sky, leaving only a small crystal-like thing. If you look carefully, it was a jade charm, and a dark light slowly flowed in the jade charm.

Biyao frowned and asked, "What is this?"

Sakyamuni Mohu shook his head, "I don't know, but it seems to be something refined by magic skills, as if it is forbidden."

"What should we do?"

Shakyamuni said, "Go and have a look."

Go to see this. Naturally, it means to go a hundred miles away.

The two soared into the air, and the streamer generally threw into the sky.

When Biyao's sword flew, she did not forget to use the newly mastered technology of light-sharing and shadowing. The snake-like sword light turned into more than a dozen, and each of them caught up with an escaped ruffian, cutting tofu and took away their humble lives.

A hundred miles away, there is naturally some distance for ordinary people, but for monks who are great and can fly, it is only a short distance away.

Biyao Shimen is from the ancient Yellow Emperor. The Yin Fu Jing was originally written by the Yellow Emperor and talks about the way of battle. Naturally, the secret method in the middle is also extremely powerful. Unfortunately, today, most of the magical power has been lost. When it comes to the head of Biyao, the light pole, there is nothing to speak about.

Fortunately, Qiao Xiaoxuan was worshipped as his teacher, and the five-e elements method chose a Tuxing method, which is not necessary to fly with a sword, but to use the escape method alone, which is also very fast.

As for the Sakyamuni demon tiger, not to mention, it has reached the realm of wandering corpses, relying on meat alone. Physical strength can also catch up with the sword light.

In a short time, the two quietly fell on the hillside, surrounded by some vegetation, hiding their breath and quietly watching the fight in the field.

But there are thick clouds around, and the black pressure is covering a hundred feet. The thick black fog is like a living thing, rolling and making a harsh hum.

is an old man in black, holding a flag and flag, waving around, releasing a big black fog. Take a closer look, what kind of black fog is this? It is clearly just a few small bugs all over the sky. I don't know how many there are. No wonder it makes a buzzing sound.

In the black fog, from time to time, there is a little blood red light looming, as fast as lightning, flashing away. Every time you cross the sky, a large area of insects fall to the ground, afraid it will die.

The wings of Sakyamuni's tiger's nose moved slightly, and a faint smell of blood was sucked into the nose. As an undead demon, although he has abandoned the blood-sucking big one. However, due to nature, it is naturally highly sensitive to blood, and it is expected that it is the smell of the blood light that flashes from time to time.

However, this smell is very different from Qiao Xiaoxuan's bloody light. The fishy smell is extremely stench. If ordinary people smell it, they are afraid that they will be harmed by the evils of it a few miles away. At least it is difficult to faint, and the medicine stone is difficult to cure.

Although Qiao Xiaoxuan also cultivates blood, he rarely seizes the blood of ordinary people, and the Demon Sutra is so wonderful that it has to refine the devoured blood, which is naturally pure countless times.

But he heard the old man who displayed the flag and laughed: "Kid! Or obediently hand over the magic weapon and kowtowed hundreds of times with me. The Taoist master is in a good mood and naturally surrounds your life.

The old guy's voice is quite loud, but his voice is as bad as a cat scratching glass. At a glance, you can tell that he is a person in the devil.

In the black fog, the blood light suddenly appeared. In the haze, a pale face was reflected, but he was a beautiful teenager, but a little gloomy.

The teenager didn't say anything, but kept waving a long blood-red knife in his hand, wrapped around him. Although the insects all over the sky were powerful, it was difficult to get close to him.

"What are these two robbed? How dare you act openly next to this downtown, and you are not afraid of mortals peeping? Baguio spreads the sound with her heart.

Sakyamuni Tiger stared at the blood light that flashed from time to time. He seemed to be very interested. Hearing her doubts, he just shook his head and did not say anything.

The old man in black seemed to be a little annoyed when he saw that the teenager did not answer, "Good boy! Do you think the Taoist master can't help you?! Well, this will let you see the power of the Taoist master, and you will definitely restrain your soul, refine it into the hundreds of insects, and suffer from the pain of thousands of insects every day, and you will never turn over!"

It is said that the old man in black is not an ordinary person. He called himself a poisonous spirit man and an ancestor of all poisons. He is also quite famous in the southwest monstroy world. I don't know where he got the inheritance of the southern magic religion of the green-robed ancestor. He got some fur and refined a magic. He is also a master.

This trip is to go to the bitter cold place in the Arctic to join the excitement of the Red Lotus Law Association. If you have the opportunity to emerge, you can also do a job. It is much better to enjoy the cool under the big tree than to be a fool.

The ancestors of hundreds of poisons have been in the southwest all year round, and there are also some forces on this side. They have received a few ordinary disciples to serve them and dominate one side. They are also happy.

The boy of the flying car party is the apprentice of the apprentice of the ancestor of Baidu Lao. In addition to controlling his life, he can also bring him some strength stronger than ordinary people. He is willing to be a lackey under the banner of Baidu Laozu.

Just now, he was racing with some gangsters outside the city, but he suddenly felt shocked and knew that it was his peers who were exerting their magic power. Unfortunately, his cultivation was pitifully low. If he didn't know, he had to rush back to report the news before he had a chance encounter with the Sakyamuni Tiger and Baguio.

The Poisonous Ancestor was about to rush to the North Pole, but he heard his disciples report that a strange teenager appeared in Chengdu, with a strong smell of blood in his body, and he was gloomy and cold. The Poisonous Ancestor thought that this place was his own territory. In the past, the immortals must have to find out clearly, so after a temptation, they found that the smell of blood in the teenager's body was a little special.

In those years, the green robe and the red-haired ancestors were old, and his subordinates were not unfamiliar with this blood magic knife. The poisonous ancestors turned over the classics, and then there were some clues.

At the moment, I was ecstatic. Could it be that the sky brought this treasure?

The later story is much simpler. Naturally, after the arrangement, it is difficult to make money and kill.

How do the ancestors of hundreds of poisons know that people who can have this treasure be ordinary people? This teenager is young, but in fact, his grandfather is too old.

In those years, the war of good and evil affected the Middle-earth world, and no one could escape. The red-haired ancestor was also a strong man. Naturally, he participated in the vigorous war, but was buried under the sword of righteousness. Fortunately, he left an inheritance, and there was a sect called Blood Knife Gate in the world.

The secrets of the magic has been handed down one after another, but most of them are difficult to see the best results. Even the red-haired ancestor himself is also a second-rate figure from the perspective of cultivation alone, but he can be dominated by a mysterious blood-densting magic knife.

"It turned out that you killed the owner of Taohua'an and robbed her magic weapon?! The Taoist priest really lost his eyes and didn't see that you were such a vicious thing!"

"Hmm! Dogs that can bite people know not to bark! If you look away, you don't have the ability to die in my hands!"

"Nonsense! You don't have an antidote to this peach blossom barrier. Look, you, a young man who has just become a yuan god, can consume more energy than me?!"

The teenager no longer talked nonsense. The long knife dragged behind him and passed by his feet, as fast as flying, wrapped in a peach blossom barrier, like a flying red cloud.

I bumped into a lot of insects along the way, completely defeated by the poison of the peach blossom barrier, and fell down one by one.

In a blink of an eye, the teenager came to the ancestor of Baidu, his hand fell with a knife, and a bloody horse practiced across the sky.

Although the poison ancestor was a little shocked, after all, he was also a master of Yuanshen Dacheng. The flag waved left and right, and the empty insects flew out, as if the waterfall had brushed a thick layer in front of him, which should be able to temporarily resist the peach blossom barrier.

With a gentle touch under his feet, his body floated back. Even if he was not as fast as a teenager, there was nothing he could do. Baidu Laozu was not good at martial arts, so he could only retreat a little.

One palm pat on the top door, Baihui. Acupoint. As soon as he jumped, a three-inch small flag jumped out and rose in the wind. In a flash, there were 18 spiritual snake runes on it, entangled vertical and horizontally, and the black light flashed like a living creature.

This is called a ghost flag, absorbing all the wandering ghosts and wild ghosts in the world, and strengthening the 18 poisonous snakes in the flag flag. It is a secret treasure of the southern demon religion. 18 poisonous snake primordial gods fly extinct, and have no entity. It is extremely strange to hurting the primordial spirit. Moreover, this treasure can still grow. The more you devouring the soul, the more powerful it will be. This is a poisonous ancestor. The newly refined magic weapon after his promotion to Yuanshen Dacheng has not collected many souls, but it is more powerful than the hundred insect flags.

In fact, this ghost flag is a remnant of a magical power. The full name should be the ghost white bone flag, which is a magic weapon inherited from the era of self-sealed gods. Unfortunately, the inheritance is incomplete, and it is supplemented by the masters of the Southern Demon Sect with their own secret methods to derive such a mutant thing, but the power is much smaller.

At this time, the poison ancestor also tried his best to make a quick decision and poured his power into the hundreds of insects. The black fog was no longer thin, but rolled back like a long whale absorbing water. However, between breathing, all the insects all over the sky disappeared, and a brain poured into the flag.

The poison ancestor shook his hand and threw it away, and the hundreds of insects came out of their hands and hurriedly stabbed the teenager.

Boom!

With a blast, the flag exploded, and the insect cloud surged out, like a volcano erupting. In the chirling screams, the waves rolled towards the teenager like ashore.

"Ah!" After all, the poisonous ancestor was not a martial arts person. His body was more than a little slow. He was hit in his left arm by the blood-chemical magic knife, and one arm fell down and withered like an old tree in a blink of an eye.

The Poisonous Ancestor quickly flew back and took out a bottle of elixir. While swallowing it, he bit and sprayed it on the wound to prevent the poison in the blood knife from rushing into the body.

"It's not good!"

The teenager has been holding back. At this time, he suddenly took action, but he was caught off guard by Baidu's ancestor, but he still underestimated Baidu's ancestor, but this sudden blow still did not take the life of Baidu's ancestor.

Hundreds of insect flags exploded, and the insect cloud was turbulent. A roar piled the teenager into a mountain of people. No matter how sharp he was, the insects only knew how to attack crazily and did not dodge at all.

"How dare you hurt the Taoist priest!"

The poisonous ancestor rushed to the crown angrily. He hastily dealt with the injury and held a spell. The night owl-like voice resounded all over the wild, and the undulating tone was as touching as a ghost crying.

As his spell was read out, the spirit snakes on the ghost flag began to twist one by one. First, they raised the snake's head, then swam their bodies, and then swam away and flew around, entangled into a ball in the flag. The bright red letter swallowed, making a "hissing" sound and eager to jump out.

However, it is said that the teenager was also forced to jump off the wall and used the peach blossom barrier, but there is no antidote. As long as the ancestor of Baidu is killed in time, the teenager can still refine the blood and discharge the toxin with his own secret method. Therefore, it seems to end together, but it is not an absolute danger.

But now it's different. Bugs are no longer afraid of peach blossom barriers. They rush up one by one. Even if they pile up, they can bury the teenager alive. If they don't work hard, there is no chance.

The teenager's eyes flashed fiercely, "If a war with the owner of Taohua'an hadn't consumed mana, how could he be bullied by Baidu like this? Well, just feed the knife with the yuan god. Even if you die, you have to take all kinds of poisonous spirits to report to the Hall of the King of hell!"

As soon as he turned his hand, the blood demon knife scratched his neck, "Flop!" A big head was cut down with a sound.

Strangely, the head did not fall, and there was no blood spewing out. Instead, his lips were still open up and down, muttering something.