"Ah!" Mei Jianxue screamed shrillly. The Samadhi True Fire at this time was completely different from the one just now. With such hot high temperature and the flames that burned the soul, Mei Jianxue had no doubt that she would be burned to death in the next moment.

At this moment, Mei Jianxue realized that she was very wrong. Her contempt for Mo Zhaoxie was a complete joke. It turned out that Mo Zhaoxie and the two spiritual pets had the strength to wipe her out, and she was naive about Mo Zhaoxie, but such a joke.

Mo Zhaoxie quietly looked at the snow in the eyebrows burning in the flames, without any sorrow or joy, and danced casually in the sword. The sword energy was so powerful that it instantly killed all the evil ghosts who rushed up.

Mei Jianxue looked at Mo Zhaoxie and screamed, "Mo Zhaoxie, let me go, please let me go."

Mo Zhao smiled evilly, "If I lose my hand, I'm afraid even if I beg for mercy, you will leave no bones left after all."

Mei Jianxue was desperate. She knew that Mo Zhaoxie was right. If she had changed positions, she would have come up with a punishment of tyrannical punishment that was a hundred times more terrifying than the Fiery Flame Burning Body.

Mei Jianxue knew that Mo Zhaoxie would not let her go, and immediately screamed shrillly, bursting out all his cultivation, and his ghost energy surged into the sky, roaring towards the sky, "Mo Zhaoxie, I want you to die a bad death!"

He suddenly became angry and wanted to die with Mo Zhaoxie!

Mo Zhaoxie's eyes were ruthless, and he swept out with one finger and completely wiped out the snow between the eyebrows.

In an instant, the world changed drastically, as if the illusion was shattered. The exquisite pavilion in the middle of the lake turned into a dilapidated room. The lake water dried up, and even the ugly mud could not be seen. The surroundings were either dilapidated or decayed.

Mo Zhaoxie looked at the dilapidated pavilion. There was an old divine position on a decaying altar, and wrote a letter to the Snow of Meijian!

Although the handwriting is blurred, it can still be vaguely distinguished.

Don’t draw evil to step forward and pick up the divine position, I don’t know what it feels like.

Shen Guo didn't care who was written on the throne, looked at the throne and shook his head, "It's not Xunmu at all." Then he pouted dissatisfied and looked angry.

Mo Zhaoxie smiled and turned his hand to put away his throne, "Didn't I tell you that nonsense is unreliable, okay, keep moving forward."

After passing through this decadent yard, Mo Zhaoxie entered the first courtyard again.

Admission to the hospital.

Then there was a man who had been waiting for a long time. When he saw Mo Zhaoxie, he smiled slightly, "The Demon-loving Sword Master, I've been waiting for a long time."

Mo Zhaoxie looked at this person, wearing gray clothes and middle-aged, with a gentle aura in every move and chuckling, giving people a sense of kindness and kindness. Even in the dilapidated environment around him, he still cannot hide his light.

After seeing this person, Mo Zhaoxie chuckled, the demon clan, and the one he was most afraid of was the demon clan.

The middle-aged man looked at Mo Zhaoxie and knew that his identity as a demon clan could not be hidden at all. He did not want to hide it and bowed: "Master of Demon Sword, I know that you are here to find wood, and I really don't find wood here, so there is no need to stay."

"Are you rushing me?" Mo Zhaoxie walked towards the middle-aged man step by step.

The middle-aged man shook his head, "I dare not, I'm just afraid."

The middle-aged man did not hide his fear of Mo Zhaoxie at all. Although he was a seven-step powerful cultivation, he was still a demon clan.

Mo Zhao smiled evilly, not disgusted with such a person, "I finally broke in, but you just said a few words and tried to pass me away. Isn't it a bit too easy?"

The meaning is very obvious, why do you have to give some benefits?

The middle-aged man shook his head and chuckled, pointing to the dilapidated houses around him, "If you can take whatever the Demon Sword Master can look at, just take it."

atmosphere!

The pheasant was reluctant, "I don't even have any hairs, I'll just make a fuck."

"That's right," the little black bear was dissatisfied, "I don't believe you. In the first courtyard, the little brat got the big Wu Ding. I don't believe that when you come in here, there will be nothing. Tell me quickly, are you hiding it?"

The middle-aged man smiled helplessly, "There are indeed some things here, but for thousands of years, they have been emptied. Until now, only an immortal like me is left here."

"Being someone?" Mo Zhao said evilly. Someone who is still visiting the haunted house often? "Who is it?"

"Snow between the eyebrows." The middle-aged man told the truth.

Mo Zhaoxie was shocked, and Chen Guo, Shan Ji and Xiao Hei Bear were also shocked. How could another snow in the eyebrows come out?

Don’t draw evil Zou Mei, “Can you draw a portrait?”

As the middle-aged man waved his hand, he handed it to Mo Zhaoxie, "Please check it out."

Mo Zhaoxie took the scroll, hesitated for a moment, and then slowly opened it. Suddenly, a familiar face appeared in his eyes. It was indeed the snow between the eyebrows.

Mo Zhaoxie put away the scroll and looked at the middle-aged man, "I never thought about escaping from the haunted house when I was a seven-step powerful man."

The middle-aged man shook his head, "The Demon-loving Sword Lord may have noticed it. In front of the previous ghost house, although the evil ghost between the eyebrows was at a six-step realm, his real combat power could only barely reach five steps. Like me, on the surface, seven steps are actually just the most ordinary six steps." The middle-aged man paused, "And the haunted house is too terrifying. Anyone with a strange intention will die!"

Indeed, although the Evil Ghost in the Eyebrow looked like he had six steps of cultivation, it might be because of his evil spirit. His real combat power was actually only five steps, which was very similar to the six-step ghost shadow that appeared on the Nine-Grade Xuanwu platform since the death of the Ghost Knife. Although it was six steps, it was killed by Mo Zhaoxie with one shot.

The middle-aged man in front of him had the introverted demonic aura. If Mo Zhaoxie had not been the demon-loving sword master, it would have been difficult for ordinary people to notice that he was a demon clan.

"So, are you arrested to take charge of the haunted house?" Mo Zhaoxie asked.

The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, then smiled bitterly, "You can say that too."

"You know the existence of the ghost house in front of you, but I see that the evil ghost has no idea about your existence at all. She thinks that there is only her ghost house here." Mo Zhaoxie looked around and asked casually.

The pheasant and the little black bear had already dispersed and searched around.

"Maybe, the courtyard in front would not know that there was a courtyard behind it," said the middle-aged man. "I know the existence of the ghost house, but she doesn't know my existence. Similarly, I don't know whether there is a courtyard after me. But seeing this situation, I guess there is still a courtyard after me, but I don't know what it is."

Mo Zhaoxie nodded and walked leisurely in the courtyard with the middle-aged man, as if he was walking leisurely in the courtyard. "Don't you know the name of the senior?"

The middle-aged man was frightened and frightened, "In front of the Demon-loving Sword Lord, don't mention the word "Senior". My name is Ke Mu."

"I saw a god in the courtyard ahead, and wrote a letter to the god of Meijianxue. The senior also said Meijianxue's name just now, don't you know?"

"There is also a god of Meijianxue here," Ke Mu pointed to a dilapidated house, "it's right there."

"Huh?" Mo Zhaoxie was shocked and couldn't believe it, another divine position!

As expected, on a simple altar, there was an ancient divine position. The handwriting on it was blurred, and it was not a modern text, but was written in ancient text, but it was truly the divine position of the snow in Meijian.

"Senior, where did this come from?" Mo Zhaoxie was full of doubts.

Ke Mu shook his head and said he didn't know, "Since I got here, this god position has been here, I really don't know."

Mo Zhaoxie brows lightly, "Senior just said that all the things in the yard were emptied by Mei Jianxue. Have you seen Mei Jianxue?"

"Yes," Ke Mu said, "I have seen it several times in a thousand years. The last time I saw it, the snow between the eyebrows has already grown old, and I have never seen it again. At this time, I think I think the snow between the eyebrows has already finished my life."

Is my life gone?

It's really not like the snow between the eyebrows in the peach forest.

Suddenly, the earth shook, and a loud bang came, and the pheasant was screaming strangely, "Little black dog, use force, you didn't eat."

"Stop talking nonsense, why don't you come." The little black bear shouted dissatisfiedly, followed by another loud noise, and the houses around were shaking, and it was a tendency to collapse at any time.

Don’t beg the evil, what are these two live treasures doing?

Ke Mu shook his head and smiled, "It was still found by them."

Mo Zhaoxie and Ke Mu walked towards Shanji and the little black bear. Before they got close, they heard Shanji screaming, "Little Black Dog, hurry up, the little brat is here, he is here to steal our treasure."

"The beauty he thought was first, I saw it, it was mine, it was mine." The little black bear shouted with difficulty, and it could be heard from his words that the little black bear was very difficult.

Mo Zhaoxie walked in and saw the little black bear turning into a bear king, gripping a protruding stone on the ground very hard. The stone was simple and could not tell what material it was. After vicissitudes, it had been damaged, but it was very difficult and did not completely crack.

The little black bear has great power. At this time, he would not even pull out a stone, even if he pulled out a mountain, but when he saw his hard work, he was completely helpless against the stones on the ground.

When Shan Ji saw Mo Zhaoxie coming, she immediately shouted: "Boy, this guy is not honest. He hid such a treasure here and actually deceived us."

Ke Mu smiled softly, "I haven't deceived you. I've said a long time ago that you can take away whatever you like."

"Hmph!" The little black bear gave up, squatted on the ground in dissatisfaction, feeling sulky. Seeing the treasure in front of him, but he couldn't take it away. How can he not let him be depressed?

Mo Zhaoxie looked at the stone buried deep in the ground. He remembered that only the celestial monument had such divine power, which was difficult to shake the little black bear. However, the aura of the stone in front of him was obviously not the celestial monument, and he couldn't help but develop a strong interest in the stone.

"Dig it out and take a look," Mo Zhao said evilly. He also wanted to know what kind of magical objects were buried deep in it.

"Can't dig," Shan Ji shouted aggrievedly, "The ground here is strange. Every time we dig a foot, the stones will enter the ground one foot. Now the stones are almost buried underground."

Strange!

"Senior?" Mo Zhaoxie looked at Ke Mu, with the intention of asking.

"The Demon-loving Sword Master, to be honest, I don't know whether this stone is magical. I have tried to dig it out, but this stone is not only extremely heavy and cannot be moved, but the strange thing is that one foot of the earth is dug and the stone will enter the ground one foot. In the end, I really couldn't shake it, so I didn't pay much attention to it."

"The cultivation level of the seven-step of the previous generation is still unshakable?" Mo Zhaoxie said, "I want to see what this is more." He stepped forward and grabbed the stone. The next moment, there was no more haunted house in front of Mo Zhaoxie, no more sunken fruit in his arms, no more pheasants, little black bears, and no more Ke Mu.
Chapter completed!