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Chapter 120 Reverse Tong Youxiexiu Blocking the Road (Please Subscribe!)
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In the continuous wind and rain, the sound of breaking through the air sounded one after another.

Suddenly, a group of men in black jumped up from the lush grass and swamp in the slanted field, and the moment their aura showed, they attacked and killed Chu Weiyang and his group.

In the distance, the sound of shouting and killing was still hazy and indistinct in the isolation of the wind and rain. The two groups of people hadn't fought hand-to-hand yet, and no one had really died in the upcoming life-and-death struggle. The bloody smell was carried by the gust of wind, blowing towards the face.

Rao has been stationed in Daocheng for about a month. Many people have smelled such a pungent smell for the first time. It seems that the fresh bloody smell on the top of the city began after it was hidden by Haosheng. Fermented, then after fermented, exposed to wind and rain, and finally completely stale and spoiled.

In time, someone in the crowd attracted this smell and grinned, almost as if wanting to faint.

But Chu Weiyang, who was at the forefront, was different. He used the secret method of Tongyou to refine the souls of all the old monsters of the Mo family in the Baisnake Islands, captured their long-lasting memories, and truly mastered the cultivation method of the blood demon. and knowledge.

This unpleasant stench belongs to a certain type of very special monks in the blood evil way. The demon veins they refined originally were very inferior and mixed, and then they were refined into the body during the long-term practice. With the change of time and the human body's training, the demon veins of the body were gradually dissipated, and the only remaining aura of the demon veins was dissipated.

This is not a common thing, and it is a unique disadvantage of some blood evil methods.

Obviously, because of the demon veins, he took a shortcut and stopped at a certain realm, but turned around, but because of the depletion of the demon veins, the original cultivation base and the abundance of energy and blood became vain castles in the air .

The stench is the sign that the method belonging to the blood evil way has begun to erode one's own blood, viscera, and bone marrow in order to continuously maintain the original state.

Unless, these people can get the refining of the demon veins again, to stop this backlash, to re-teach their cultivation realm is true, and even with the refining of higher-grade demon veins, to teach their cultivation realm to be even higher. further.

In the blink of an eye, Chu Weiyang saw these people clearly.

This is a real desperado whose life is hanging by a thread, and a ferocious gangster who truly seeks from the "demon" from the bottom of his heart!

A fierce battle seemed inevitable.

Gradually, the group of people rushed closer, at least, they could teach people to see the exact figure in the haze of mist.

At the same time, Chu Weiyang's voice sounded, and amidst the hoarseness, it was calm as usual, even empty.

"Meet the enemy! Slash the enemy! Kill——!"

When the voice fell, Chu Weiyang stepped forward without waiting for Zhuxiu to react.

In an instant, Chu Weiyang broke into the steaming world alone as if he was stepping on splashing mud.

The robe was lifted up, and immediately after being stained with wet water vapor, it cut through the curtain of wind and rain, making a heavy sound.

At first glance, Chu Weiyang's footsteps snapped and buckled, his body seemed to be swaying, and his feet stepped in the muddy water, wading out a straight line.

This is the body method of picking Yubu alone, but Yubu has never had such a swift body in the midst of changes.

When you look carefully, in the splashing mud, with every step of Chu Weiyang, there is a flash of blue light on the soles of his feet, and as the bright light circles around, Chu Weiyang's figure is faster than each other. In the end, several overlapping phantoms were drawn out of the misty mist.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths!
All of a sudden, Chu Weiyang arrived at the head of the cultivator of the Blood Evil Path.

At a glance, that person seemed to be the leader of this group of desperadoes, and he seemed to be the most cultivated person among them. His whole body was soaring into the sky, and he seemed to be standing at the peak of the Qi refining period. Due to the depletion of the demon veins in the body, the realm of cultivation base is mysterious and indeterminate, but it makes the aura appear hazy together in the misty rain.

But to grab the head start, you need a one-hit kill!

Thinking of this, Chu Weiyang immediately changed his body shape after taking a step down, buckled his T-steps, and still stepped on the blue aura, but his body shape was no longer straight and vigorous, with force between his waist and abdomen, Drive the whole body roundabout.

There was almost a complete rain curtain between the sparks and fire, and as the oil-paper umbrella was thrown out, it cut in all directions, and then attracted water vapor to condense from all directions, and suddenly black arrows intertwined into a dense net, circling around With the aura, the nine palaces are secretly combined, the gossip is circulated, and the yin and yang are transformed.

At the same time, the leader suddenly stopped in place, because at the moment when Chu Weiyang's body turned around, black arrows all over the sky were intertwined, and at the same time as Chu Weiyang's wide sleeves were raised. In that same startling glance, a bright yellow alchemy round mirror appeared in the man's eyes.

It's just this glimpse, and the bright yellow mirror light can no longer dissipate.

It seems that it is the aura hanging in the eye waves, and it seems that the charm contained in it, the harmony and condensedness on it, is the pupil itself.

Therefore, the time freezes, and the flash becomes extremely long while the mind and thoughts expand infinitely.

Immediately afterwards, a laugh that was very different from Chu Weiyang's hoarse voice echoed. At first glance, it seemed to be mixed with the swirling of the dark wind, mixed with some kind of coldness caused by the friction of metal and stone.

Then, amidst the laughter, that hazy soul voice suddenly spoke eagerly, as if talking to someone close to him.

"Senior brother! According to what you said, you are performing the secret technique of wedding dress, practicing the secret technique of Tongyou, and you have already reflected the energy in this man's mind! From now on, you can do everything you want, teacher brother! "

Then, Chu Weiyang's flat voice fell.

"Okay, Chao... Junior Brother, your true spirit is unstable, and you should cultivate it in the mirror first, and leave the rest to Senior Brother!"

Immediately afterwards, the laughter became more cheerful and joyful.

"it is good!"

Therefore, when the voice fell, the formless and phaseless aura that hung in the mind suddenly condensed into the shape of a bright yellow round mirror. Immediately afterwards, tadpole characters appeared on it, which was very strange at first. Blurred, and then overlapped with each other, and then turned into a real dot.

That dot has lost its bright yellow color, and when you look carefully, it looks like a long passage has been opened in the depths and darkness, and the other end of the seemingly virtual passage seems to be a spooky ghost, as if it is an endless ghost. .

In a trance, the man was thinking like this, and immediately, immeasurable bright light appeared from that point, as if the sea of ​​stars was hanging upside down, as if the Milky Way poured down.

In the next moment, every point turned into a torrent of disturbing memories, rushing towards this person's mind.

In that memory, there are scenes of the open sea day after day, year after year, violent winds, huge waves, whirlpools, turbulent currents, all ordinary and boring memories of the open sea.

In the torrent, there are bizarre scenes, someone riding a leopard and shouting "Friends of Taoism, please stay a step", someone standing in the air with thousands of swords hanging in the air and shouting "Heaven and earth are not benevolent, and everything is a straw dog", someone is screaming at the top of his lungs Oath "Don't bully young people into poverty"...

What's more, there are some shocking sentences written in each of the weird texts, which made him unable to guess what the unsatisfactory high school grades were; There are red-haired and blue-eyed human-shaped ghosts speaking strange words, and there are monsters covered in reddish-purple grinning and snapping their fingers...

Between surprise and fear, until the endless torrent of memory intertwined together, turned into a vast ocean and poured towards this person's mind, the originally inflated mind and thoughts were just like this bit by bit by the torrent and The ocean was submerged.

He was clearly alive and well, but the lengthy and short-lived change in this moment made him unable to tell which memory was true or false, and which memory truly belonged to him.

Is he that boy, or that leopard, or that long river that spans 30 years.

Thus, this flesh and blood body, in front of Chu Weiyang's eyes, turned into a clay sculpture and stone sculpture in the misty rain, standing there, motionless.

This time, there is no need for any delicate operations.

A series of black arrows pierced through the air, and in an instant, they pierced through the vital points of this person's whole body, the whole body's life acupoints!

At the Niwan Palace between the eyebrows that was pierced through, a dim light followed the black arrow's rotation, and quietly sank into Chu Weiyang's sleeve robe.

The next moment, the man's body fell straight back, splashing a large amount of mud, and it really exuded some fresh bloody breath.

And as for this moment, even some of the evil cultivators of the Blood Fiend hadn't really fought with the monks who were guarding this trip, so Chu Weiyang made the distinction between life and death first.

As a result, the oil-paper umbrella stopped on the spot again and stopped moving. In the muddy Shura field surrounded by shouts of killing and bloody smell, Chu Weiyang half-bent down to himself, from the blood Shadao Niexiu rummaged through his body several times, then picked up a Qiankun pouch, weighed it in his hand, didn't look at it, and put it in his arms, then turned around as if no one else was there, and stood up with the crowd The monks who hadn't left inside were guarding the alchemist's side together.

It's just that bloody smell, that walking in the mud like no one else, that kind of onlooker and indifference that originated from the heart, but it made Chu Weiyang more and more angry, and the wind and rain all over the sky, and a person in the wind and rain. Everyone seemed out of place.

After a long time, the sound of fighting ended.

In the muddy ground around, a little bit of dark red blood halo spread out. When you look carefully, the corpses lying on the ground are all blood evil cultivators, but there are still a few guard monks lying here .

Skills are not as good as people, this is also a common thing.

After the killing, Xu Shi shouted fiercely just now, but now, all the people were silent, looking at Chu Weiyang who was standing in the same place.

As a result, while Zhu Xiu was watching, Chu Weiyang pulled out the Qiankun bag from his arms again, and the thick mana almost instantly refined the restrictions on it. The jade slip was pinched in the palm of his hand.

"The road is led by poor roads, but they gambled on us. There must be an explanation for this matter, otherwise many people will die for it along the way!"

(End of this chapter)