The snow monster's frosty white eyes flashed with violent murderous intent, and it opened its mouth to spit out extremely cold white mist. When it met the dragon's breath, it was like cold water falling into a boiling oil pan.

"Zi la la" roared loudly, and the collision of extreme heat and extreme cold forces was evenly matched for a moment!

Wan Ning's eyes locked on the suspected middle-aged monk Ji Hong, "Leave this person to me."

boom--

He jumped down from the top of the city, his feet fell hard, and a deep pit was suddenly smashed into the ground. The ghostly energy rose and condensed into black smoke, and along with a "neighing" sound, a bone horse was summoned.

It has a tall body, and the weakest parts of its body are covered with black armor. The ghost's true form is Wan Ning, and he slashes his sword across the horse. At this moment, with a pull on the reins, the skeleton horse stands up, and with a "whisper", there are surging red flames.

, drilled out from the seam of his bones and from his eyes.

This flame even spread to Wan Ning, and the long knife in his hand was also burning at this moment.

"kill!"

With a loud shout, the bone horse leaped out, its murderous intent erupting, as if it was walking out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

Suspected to be a middle-aged monk named Ji Hong, he frowned and said, "Ghost Blood Fire?!" He realized that he had underestimated this ghost before.

Those who condense ghost blood and fire must be the most dangerous and evil people in the world. There are very few people who can maintain their consciousness... This Wan Ning's identity is by no means ordinary.

The middle-aged monk waved his sleeves, and a large piece of broken material fell to the ground with a clatter. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be countless beans, with a texture like gold or iron.

He squeezed the magic formula and shouted in his mouth, "Order, spread the beans and become an army!"

Bang——

Bang——

Amidst the loud noise, a large white mist rose, and a giant god in golden armor appeared, with majestic and cold eyes, "I have been ordered to subdue demons and eliminate demons!"

Tian Yong grinned and murmured, "Lao Wan is so hidden..." He raised his head and looked at the Gu Dao monk.

"Here, we have no choice, let's make do with it. I'm Shimoda Yong, a ghost in the Netherworld Ghost City, please show mercy!"

Hula la——

Along with the ghostly energy rising into the sky, one hundred and eight pitch-black iron chains came crashing into the sky.

The corner of the Gu Dao monk's mouth twitched, "Inheritance from the Yin Division? Soul-locking weapon?! Sure enough, in this world, it is not easy for anyone who can advance to the sixth realm with the body of a ghost."

He raised his hand and touched his eyebrows.

"antiquity!"

Ancient, Tonggu.

The Way of Gu was passed down from ancient times. It was once a great avenue that could control all things in the world and reach the supreme realm. In the end, due to the practice of the art of Gu, it was too harmful to the harmony of the world and attracted siege from all parties in the world. The Way of Gu gradually withered.

Nirvana.

But what he practiced was a complete Gu Dao inheritance, and he could use Gu insects to summon ancient contracted objects. At this moment, the mist emerged out of thin air, and a towering phantom emerged from it, kneeling on one knee, "I, I am ordered

Come!"

boom--

With one punch, the ancient cyan fist brought with it the terrifying power that knocked back all the soul-locking iron chains.

At this moment, outside Cangshan County, the two strong men used all their methods, and both unleashed their strongest strength.

Just because both sides have no way out... This battle must not be lost!

The headmaster raised his head, the corners of his mouth curved in a seductive way, and his eyes were as enchanting as silk. They were cold, holy, charming, and depraved, exuding a more powerful temptation that made you feel so excited that you couldn't control yourself.

"Luo Guan, there are only two of us left, what do you want?"

Luo Guan lowered his eyebrows to avoid this woman's shocking temptation, and said calmly, "Miss Mingxiu, are you not curious about the problem that day?"

A smile flashed across the headmaster's face, as if he had encountered something very interesting. He tapped him with his fair and delicate fingers, "Cunning! But since you mentioned it, let's talk about it, the curse of incense poison..."

How did you escape?"

Her eyes were bright and she was obviously very interested in this.

Luo Guandao said, "In the early years, Luo once rescued a Shinto practitioner. She gave Luo something as a token of gratitude."

"On that day, I relied on this thing to escape."

The headmaster frowned, "Didn't you lie to me?"

Luo Guandao: "Absolutely nothing."

"The curse that can annihilate the poison of incense, I am very interested in this thing." The headmaster smiled overwhelmingly, with a gentle tone, "This thing is on you, that is to say, as long as I kill you, then

The things will belong to me."

Luo Guan nodded, "That's right." He looked up and looked back, his eyes calm, as if he didn't feel the killing intent in the other person's gentle tone, "But Luo and Miss Mingxiu had an agreement, each of them asked a question, and finally

The person who asked the question first was Miss Mingxiu, so now you still owe Luo a question, do you know if she admits it?"

The headmaster raised his eyebrows. She seemed to realize something, but after a few breaths of silence she smiled again, "Since it is an agreement, it is natural to accept it. Just ask."

Luo Guan's eyes flashed and he said slowly, "Miss Mingxiu, are you truly loyal to Daxue Mountain?"

During the questions and answers in the misty world, Luo Guan not only obtained important information, but also became certain of one thing - the master of the Snow Mountain was secretly peeping into the secrets of the sky.

On the contrary, this woman Mingxiu must have two thoughts!

There was silence.

At this moment, under Luo Guan's intention, this question resounded throughout the sky, and countless eyes gathered.

Outside Cangshan County, a young swordsman asked the master of Daxue Mountain if he was truly loyal to Daxue Mountain. In the eyes of many people, this question was simply a joke.

On the snowy mountain, figures in white robes sneered again and again. What a clumsy way to sow discord. Did this damn outsider really think it would be effective?

The Master was favored by the Holy Lord and was selected from a humble position. He eventually ascended to the position of Master, one person below tens of thousands of people, and became the most noble, powerful, and supremely powerful person in the world.

.

It can be described as reinvention through grace.

The leader is extremely loyal to Daxue Mountain!

There is absolutely no doubt about this.

"Hahahaha!" The headmaster suddenly laughed, like a flower blooming overnight, the brightness was overwhelming, and the delicate body trembled with waves. It seemed that she was also laughing at Luo Guan's question, so much so that the corners of her eyes were filled with laughter.

Cry.

Raising her hand to wipe away her tears, the headmaster named Mingxiu flicked her fingers a few more times. She looked at Luo Guan and said, "You are so smart. It's really hard to answer this question, but people have to talk.

With credit, you must do what you promise, even if you have to suffer some hardships."

The corners of her mouth were raised, and the water in her eyes was rippling. Between the gentle movements, there seemed to be a deep sadness hidden, "I have never been truly loyal to the Snow Mountain."
Chapter completed!