The heavens start from the eight parts of Tianlong

"Devil's Palm!" At the same time, Su Changhe also severely injured Baifaxian and Ziyihou, vomiting blood, and stood opposite Wuxin.

"Amitabha! Does Donor Su want to drag Anhe to be buried with him?" Wu Xin said.

"As long as everyone present today is dead, who can know that it was me who did it." Su Changhe insisted on going his own way.

"Does it have to be like this? Why should Benefactor Su use his sword recklessly to end his life?" Wu Xin continued to advise.

"Have you said enough?" Su Changhe said: "Although Yumo's poison is not as good as that of Tang Sect, it is not something you can cure in a short while."

It turned out that Su Changhe had seen through it and was unintentionally detoxifying Yi Wenjun secretly.

"Boom!"

Su Changhe struck out like lightning, but his palm landed on an indestructible golden bell creation.

"Prajna Heart Bell!" Su Changhe said with a sinister smile on his lips: "I am not afraid of the Prajna Heart Bell of Wangyou Old Bald Donkey, so what can you do to me?"

The next moment, Su Changhe's palm force went a step further, breaking through the blockade of the Prajna Heart Bell and reaching the key point on Wu Xin's chest.

"Prajna heart clock!"

"Prajna heart clock!"

"Prajna heart clock!"

Wu Xin condensed three Prajna Heart Bells in front of him, but they were still broken by Su Changhe's blow.

It just bought him some time.

"Heart Demon Induction!" Purple light burst out from Wu Xin's eyes, and he finally used this Rakshasa Hall secret technique on Su Changhe.

It's a pity that Su Changhe's mind is so stubborn that the temptation of inner demons still didn't affect him for long before he was forcibly broken with his firm mind.

"Die!" Su Changhe's terrifying palm wind finally fell in front of Wuxin, but Wuxin had no strength to fight anymore.

In fact, with the secret technique of Rakshasa Hall in his hand, even if Wuxin cannot defeat Suchanghe, it is not difficult to escape.

However, he wanted to protect his poisoned mother, so he could only forcefully attack Suchanghe.

No matter how Wu Xin defies heaven, after all, his training time is short and he is no match for Su Changhe.

At this moment, Yi Wenjun, who was behind Wu Xin, had a flash of green energy in his eyes, and then he suppressed the poison on his body and stood in front of Wu Xin.

For the so-called 15-year agreement, Wu Xin was left in Beili for 15 years. As a mother, it is hard to imagine the guilt in Yi Wenjun's heart.

In order to protect her son, she was willing to sacrifice her own life.

"No!" Wu Xin's face changed drastically!
He pretended to be cynical, but in fact he longed for family affection in his heart.

This is also the reason why Master Wangyou insisted that his secular fate was not over and refused to ordain him.

At this moment, Wuxin finally thought of his irresponsible father.

"Ye Dingzhi, where are you!" Wu Xin's eyes were about to burst, and he looked up to the sky and screamed.

At this moment, everything seemed to be at a standstill. Suchanghe was shocked to find that he could not move.

In fact, it's not that he can't move, but his movements are extremely slow. It's obvious that his palm is only three feet away from Yi Wenjun's back, but it feels like a chasm in the sky!
He was locked by an extremely terrifying, abyss-like sea of ​​peerless demonic power. That kind of power could undoubtedly only come from that person...

While everything fell into a state of stillness, only a figure came to the battlefield from far away.This man was wearing a dark gold robe, with a high crown and belt, and a charming temperament. He was none other than Ye Dingzhi, the current leader of the Demon Cult!

Seeing Ye Dingzhi approaching him step by step like a god of death.

Su Changhe's face was as gloomy as water, and then he bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, finally getting rid of this strange state, and exited.

Su Changhe said as if facing a formidable enemy: "Ye Dingzhi?"

"All the killers in Anhe should die!" There is no doubt that Wu Xin and Yi Wenjun are his weaknesses. Su Changhe is seeking death if he dares to attack them.

"boom!"

Ye Ding struck out with a punch. This punch had no reputation. It was purely based on Ye Ding's cultivation in the Ghost Fairyland to overwhelm others with force!
However, this kind of crushing at the level of cultivation is the most unsolvable.

In Su Changhe's view, Ye Dingzhi's seemingly ordinary punch was almost everywhere and everywhere, and it was impossible to avoid it.

"The Palm of the Devil!" Su Changhe's Palm of the Devil is a magic skill that requires devouring other people's internal energy and turning it into nourishment for one's own growth.

This palm was used by Su Changhe, and it almost had the power of half a step to the peak state of divine travel.

However, his opponent was Ye Dingzhi, a top expert in the world who had cultivated into the Demonic Dao, Ghost Immortal Realm, and whose cultivation was comparable to the Mysterious Immortal Realm.

"This palm is a bit interesting!" Ye Dingzhi said with a purple light flashing in his eyes: "You also take a move from me to the Virtual Thought Palm!"

After more than ten years of hiding from the world, Ye Dingzhi's martial arts has reached an incredible level.

The power of this form of Virtual Thought Palm is no less powerful than that of Yue Feng City and Wilderness back then.

Su Changhe even vaguely sensed a martial arts incarnation with a thousand hands, condensing behind Ye Ding. It was a kind of power that was superior to all living beings and belonged to the mysterious realm of the magic master!
"boom!"

With their palms intersecting, Su Changhe was knocked away by Ye Dingzhi, his body turned into an afterimage, and he smashed into the extreme northern ice field.

Su Changhe, who had been suppressing the fight without intention just now, was actually not Ye Dingzhi's enemy!
Wuxin looked at the man in front of him in surprise. He knew that his father was very strong, but he didn't expect to be so strong.

"One master, one drunkard, how charming is the Taoist Zhao Yuzhen who can always keep his father in check?" Unconsciously, there is a desire in his heart, the desire to compete with the best in the world!
"Why, don't you remember your bastard father?" Ye Dingzhi teased his son.

"How could it be, but the young monk has already escaped into Buddhism..." Wu Xin wanted to say something else.

But he was interrupted forcefully by Ye Dingzhi: "I received a letter from Wangyou. If you shave yourself, you can't be considered a monk. After you go back, you have to take good care of your hair."

"But..." Wu Xin wanted to say something else.

Ye Dingzhi said: "It's nothing to worry about, An Shi, you are my only son, Ye Dingzhi. Sooner or later, everything about Tianwaitian will fall on you. You'd better forget about becoming a monk!" "

Wu Xin was speechless, and Ye Dingzhi walked up to Yi Wenjun to detoxify him with his energy, and then rescued the seriously injured Baifaxian and Ziyihou.

Without even looking at Su Changhe, he took his wife and his men back to Tianwaitian.

But after Ye Ding and others left, a person appeared in the same place.

If Xiao Se and others were here, they would definitely be very surprised, because the new person who appeared was dressed exactly like the ghost doctor Ye Crow.

"I'm only one breath away from death. With this person's qualifications, he may be able to become a new 'living dead alien'!" Thinking of this, this new pale figure silently beat down half of the people under the grassland. Su Changhe dug it out.

"Ye Dingzhi has taken action. The plan for the foreign land can be shelved. But Xiao Se, we must destroy him before he goes to Qingcheng Mountain!" The pale figure said without emotion. (End of chapter)