The Opening Summons The Black and White Impermanence

The wild fire has not cleared,

The demon was also destroyed by the Siyin commander,

This place has completely become a veritable wilderness,

There is no vegetation, everything is silent,

A weak ghost poked its head out of the sky fire,

It’s hard to find an organization that belongs to me, but it’s a good thing that I was ruined by the Yin Cao Jifu.

The hatred of the demon's heart towards the Yin Cao Netherworld is even stronger.

Fortunately, I was too weak at the time, so Si Yin Shuai did not notice his existence.

And now,

I am afraid that only a ghost of myself will be left in the vast wilderness. What should I do in the future?

The demon was also lost in confusion,

Rumbling,

The sky fire all around suddenly agitated,

A huge pit appeared in front of the demon. Before he could think about it, his whole body was restrained by a strong sword aura.

A figure stood in front of him, glaring at him,

"Ghost, do you want to survive?"

Being completely restricted from action, the angry old man in front of him exudes boundless sword energy.

The demon was frightened silly in an instant,

"The superior is forgiving, the superior is forgiving."

"Have you seen this boy?"

The ancestor Murong used aura to force a portrait of a person in front of the demon.

It's him! ?

The demon was surprised,

"I have seen it!"

The ancestor Murong's hand increased a bit of strength, and the ghost was almost crushed to pieces.

"I have seen it, I have seen it, but he is dead."

The corner of Murong's mouth twitched, but he quickly recovered his calmness.

"Take me to see his body."

Even if Murong Yunhai is really dead, the ancestor would have to see his corpse with his own eyes. It was his own grandson.

The blood of Murong's family,

The demon had no choice but to take Murong ancestors through the sky and found the body of Murong Yunhai.

Except for the clothes unique to the Murong family, Murong Yunhai can no longer tell his face. A corpse stink hits, and Murong's ancestor's old face can't help but move.

"The sea of ​​clouds."

Clenching your teeth, clenching your fists,

This one-hundred-year-old man is about to collapse,

"Did you kill him."

The ancestor Murong gradually recovered his peace and questioned the demon.

"Master, you have misunderstood. How can the little ones have the courage to harm your relatives. It was all killed by the Yin Cao Difu. They killed your relatives."

The demon ghost suddenly flashed his inspiration, and instantly said what he knew, adding more energy and jealousy.

Murong Yunhai originally wanted to punish the ghosts in the wild, but was blocked by the yin Cao's dungeon. The two sides fought and he was killed.

Ancestor Murong listened,

The anger in my heart is beyond words,

"Master, if you don't believe it, you can ask the monsters around you. Some of them have witnessed it with your own eyes. If the villain lied and thundered."

"take me."

I have the last doubt in my heart,

The ancestor Murong asked the ghost to take him to find the surrounding monsters and ask the truth.

But if a person and a ghost are walking together, any demon clan will think that the relationship between the two is extraordinary, not to mention the question is about the young man who fell into the heart.

So the answers are basically the same,

Murong Yunhai died at the hands of the Yin Cao Jifu,

Rumbling,

It was the fall of another demon clan, and the sky full of sword aura attacked its body and turned into flying ashes.

The demon rushed forward desperately, taking advantage of the gap where the opponent's soul hadn't dissipated, and started to **** frantically.

This way,

The demon also roughly figured out the relationship between the two of them, but it’s a pity that the ancestor Murong didn’t know that his grandson was actually killed because he fell into a demon. ,

As the so-called enemy’s enemy is a friend,

Although the ancestor Murong hated ghosts most in his life, now only this ghost can help him find the clues to the Yin Cao Netherworld.

He could only acquiesce in the behavior of ghosts,

"How many demons have to be killed before the Yin Cao Netherworld can appear."

Ancestor Murong asked impatiently,

The cultivation of these monsters is low and low, killing them is really detrimental to his reputation.

"Old ancestor, the merits of these monster races are not enough to attract the attention of the Yin Cao Jifu, so you have to change the place, I know a good place, you see..."

"lead the way."

The ancestor Murong didn’t want to talk nonsense with demons,

When forced out of the Yin Cao Jifu,

This demon will kill it himself,

The ghosts were ecstatic, each of them was just a relationship of mutual use,

What's more polite about myself,

When the Yin Cao Jifu really appears, he will be in front of all the troubles, and he can still get away with it.

The cultivation base of the ordinary monsters is not nourishing enough, so find some powerful monsters.

You can even seduce the other party to kill the Baojiaxian who is in the immortal class, and then he will become a ghost in the fairyland.

To people,

Ancestor Murong may still have a hint of pity,

To the Yaozu,

It doesn’t matter how much you kill,

Yancheng,

The smallest city among the twelve cities in the northern region of the Qin and Jin Dynasties,

The ancestor Murong never thought that one day, people need the protection of the monster clan, let alone the existence of any **** Baojiaxian.

First entered the city gate,

The demon attached to the ancestor Murong exuded a strong ghost aura.

This was allowed by the ancestor Murong, otherwise the demon clan would not be attracted.

"Ghost."

The Baojiaxian in Yancheng smelled the long-lost ghost in an instant, and his calm heart instantly agitated.

A swarm of brains appeared,

I’m afraid I’m going to be too late, and there’s no more scum left.

"Human? Ghost?"

Bao Jiaxian, who rushed to the gate of the city first, hesitated. He had heard of the existence of a ghost master before. Could it be that he came from a distant war era?

"Hey, mortal, what is the relationship between you and the ghost on your body, if you don't go all the way, please leave as soon as possible, lest we kill the wrong good person."

Staring at the ghosts on Murong Ancestor,

Bao Jiaxian is even more worried about the aura of merit emanating from the ancestor Murong.

The old man’s merits are not shallow,

Being able to be entangled with ghosts is already very outrageous.

Don't you want a whole lot of merit?

"It's okay to kill them."

Ancestor Murong asked calmly,

The originally empty hand has gradually condensed from aura into a white long sword, and the turbulent aura is constantly spreading out from the blade.

Blue waves rippling,

Even the people around were aware of the extraordinaryness of the ancestor Murong, and dodged one after another, for fear of causing some trouble to themselves.

Baojiaxian hasn't revealed his true body yet, so the people around naturally can't see what they are confronting with Murong Patriarch.

But Yancheng was peaceful, and suddenly such a murderous monk appeared.

Whoever sees it will be puzzled.

"Kill, it's enough to kill them."

The demon’s heart was extremely happy, and there were two genuine Baojia immortals standing in front of him.

Kill them,

Devour their souls,

I am a ghost of Ghost Fairyland,

The ancestor Murong's sword moved, and the sword aura struck a sharp light of spiritual power straight ahead.

The two Baojiaxians did not even dodge, one after another stretched out a hand to block the sword energy.

Behind them there are the dawn people who need to be protected. If you want to hide, it will naturally harm their safety.

"Mortal, if you want to fight to the death, go outside of Yancheng, there will not be harm to the people."

Bao Jiaxian discouraged,

"ridiculous."

The ancestor Murong sneered,

The demon has the original intention of protecting people,

The ancestor Murong has lived for more than a hundred years and has never seen such a bizarre thing.

That being the case,

Then don't do it in Yancheng,

Bao Jiaxian was also helpless. They couldn't figure out why the tyrannical old man in front of him had to be entangled with ghosts. He looked like he wanted his own life.

Although his merits are not superficial, if he really kills or hurts the existence of Baojiaxian,

From now on he can only fall into the realm of ghosts.

Following the aura of Baojiaxian, the ancestor Murong stopped on an unnamed barren mountain a hundred miles away from Yancheng.

"Is this the place of burial you chose for yourself."

The ancestor Murong looked around at the lush scenery below and said calmly.

"Mortal, turn around, do you want to help ghosts to abuse?"

"Don't care about his existence. Killing you will allow the Yin Cao Difu to come forward. My goal is to punish them and avenge my grandson."

"What did you say?!"

The two Baojiaxians were completely shocked.

He, a mortal actually wanted to seek revenge from the Yin Cao underground mansion,

Didn’t he know what kind of existence the Yin Cao Netherworld was? What's more, what was he thinking of the innocent and extremely evil person who was extinguished by the Yin Cao Netherworld?

Is all his merits fake?

Persuasion is useless,

The ancestor Murong has raised his long sword,

Tianjian Murong,

Not only a legend, but also a legend of Taoists who ensured the true peace of the Qin and Jin Dynasties for a period of time.

Hum~~~

The sky sword roared,

The sword aura stretched for thousands of miles, and the whole barren mountain was scattered with sword rain.

"Today I will take your lives to pay tribute to the lives of my grandson."

The voice fell,

Thousands of sword blades danced violently, and dust rose up in the barren mountains, covering the sky and the sun, and there was no figure in sight.

The two Baojiaxians did not expect this mortal's power to reach such a peak state.

‘Great Zhou Tianjian Jue·Imperial Court Sword Dance. ’

The sword rises and the sword falls,

Crisscross,

The bright edge showed murderous intent, and the magnificent sword aura even sighed at the monster attached to the ancestor Murong.

Mortals have cultivated to such a realm,

I’m afraid it’s just one step away from Shengxian Dedao.

Bao Jiaxian was pressed tightly on the barren mountain by the powerful sword aura. Who could have imagined that there would really be the possibility of mortals punishing the immortals,

Sword marks were all over Bao Jiaxian's body, and the golden blood flowed into the soil.

Feeling the gradual depletion of the power of the immortal, a Baojiaxian has worked hard to build a majestic barrier to create vitality for his companions.

"What are you doing so you will die."

"You haven't seen it yet, this guy wants to fight us hard, sacrifice me, and then you go to ask for help."

"The two of us can deal with him together."

"Don't be silly, prepare to seize the opportunity I created for you."

The corner of Bao Jiaxian’s mouth overflowed with blood. He didn’t expect that he had just been ranked in the immortal class, and he would have suffered such an innocent disaster. Poorly he really didn’t have that life to become a celestial being.

I knew this long ago,

It’s even more necessary to collect more merits, so as not to be punishable by mortals.

Becoming the first Baojiaxian to be punished by a mortal, I am afraid that his name will be laughed at by later generations.