The tortoise shell floating in front of the mansion made a clear buzzing sound.

The practitioners of Guifu Mountain were wearing white hemp and taking fine and dense steps, surrounding the pope's mansion and passing through the alleys and streets. The air on both walls of the alley made a slight explosion.

The head of the Information Department, who was squatting on the eaves of the roof, frowned.

The floating tortoise shell seemed to be some kind of holy order from Turtle Mountain, similar to the formation eye of the formation.

In the night.

A blazing light suddenly appeared in Ning Yi's mansion. This light was not dazzling, but a floating and swaying decree with a word written on it.

"quiet!"

After this blazing white light lit up, the second, third and fourth paths were followed-

Dozens of light flashed and boiled.

Talismans floated up one by one and suppressed them in all directions of Jianxinghou’s mansion. This was the formation arranged by the girl Pei Fan when she first entered the room. It was isolated from the aura of the silence and was protected from the trouble of noise. It was originally extremely solid. Not long ago, after being grabbed by senior Chu Xiao, it was installed at will. At this moment, under the suppression of the formation of Guifu Mountain, the talismans of the orders began to shake unsteadily.

This is not a defensive formation used to defend against the enemy.

"It's true that there is no mistake... There are formations in the mansion, which are ridiculous, just some broken formations." Ling Xun stretched out a hand, touched the tortoise shell in his palm, and sneered: "Resist the enemy from the corner? Everyone said that you are a formation master, and now it seems that he has a reputation."

"I want to see how long your ragged formation can last?"

The white hemp practitioners who were shuttled through the alley rolled, spreading upward from their backs, shot straight into the sky, bursting into the sky, like igniting the stars in the night sky, forming a huge turtle shell.

Ning Yi's mansion is located in the middle of the turtle shell.

An invisible pressure was born, and the pot of evergreen was forced to bow slightly.

The wall tiles of Jianxinghou’s mansion began to make overwhelmed crackling sounds.

......

......

At this moment, Jian Xinghou’s mansion was silent.

Talismans swayed all over the sky.

But the girl didn't have time to throw out a defensive talisman with a high enough rank.

All her energy was placed on Ning Yi.

The boy sitting in the yard slowly closed his eyes, and the arm that had been raised slowly fell down and sat in a cross-legged position.

The wind passes by.

The black in Ning Yi's sleeves rolled like ink.

The first time the death fury attack.

The girl's face was tense, sitting behind Ning Yi. She held the white jade in her mouth, slowly stretched out her hands, and pressed against Ning Yi's back. These days, the mansion of Jianxinghou has been very quiet, so quiet that it was a bit too quiet... Ning Yi asked about the relationship between Baiyu and Death Qi twice, but she just shook her head and refused to answer.

The reason is very simple.

Practitioners will have inner demons and obstacles to the Tao, and "death energy" is actually very similar to the inner demons, and no one knows when it will attack.

The shallow sting of death is extremely difficult to remove, and its attack is without warning.

Chu Xiao gave the girl this piece of white jade, which made her think very hard. It contained Zishan’s secret hiding of the forbidden art of life and death... How to break and fight against the dead energy.

If you want to use external forces to fight to the death, one thing you need to do is to "not speak".

The dead energy of Zheqian in Ningyi's divine pool is not a dead object. It combines the thoughts of the star kings and the powerful people in the Nirvana realm, and has initially developed a chaotic consciousness.

If the girl told Ning Yi, then maybe... the dead energy in the divine pool would also be induced.

"I can't do things about life and death, but flesh and bones are no problem."

Chu Xiao's seemingly careless words now seem to be just a perfect point of mention.

The Lord of Zishan Mountain was prepared long ago.

"Girl, crushing this piece of jade is to get along with me, Zishan..."

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......

Once again, I came to that dream.

Ning Yi walked on the desolate battlefield, and he looked at the blood and flesh sweeping from all directions.

Wailing all over the sky.

Ning Yi's face was very calm.

He held the oil-paper umbrella and walked to the lake.

Squat down and looked at the cheeks reflected in the lake.

The dark hair was blown by the wind and swayed in the wind, reflecting at the end below the lake like ink.

Dispers like waves.

Ning Yi had a expressionless face and stabbed the cheek in the lake with a sword.

The tip of the sword of Xixue, the eye socket on the cheek below the lake, poked out a pool of lake water.

What is splashed is not the exquisite water droplets.

But scarlet and sticky blood!

The entire lake boiled, the sky collapsed, the holy mountain collapsed, and countless gravels flew over. Ning Yi rose up and let the stones fall to the ground, pass through his body, and turn into shattered phantoms—

When everything breaks.

Only the silence of the divine pool is left.

The originally pure white divine pool was now stained with ink black. A huge pitch-black dragon entrenched above the divine pool, defiling the jade bricks and pool water of the divine pool. Only Taiyi saved Ku Tianzun’s “Drawing the Ancient Sword” was still within three feet of that area.

Ning Yi raised his head and said coldly.

"A villain, dare you to surface?"

The black dragon with transparent ink was poked by the thin snow without warning, scarlet blood sprinkled out, and a painful howl came from his throat. He raised his front paws and covered his right eye. The other pupils widened their eyes and stared at Ning Yi.

"The skin and muscles are black, but the blood is red." Ning Yi said with a smile: "So you can also bleed?"

The evil dragon transformed by the death aura roared to the sky and let out a long roar.

The surging death aura surging like a wave above the divine pond, gathering like a vast ocean, accompanied by the angry dragon roar, and roaring down towards Ning Yi.

Under the divine pool, the young man snorted coldly and suddenly opened the oil paper umbrella.

The pool water of the divine pool was now all stained with death energy. If this wisp of my soul was stained with slightest, it would probably turn directly into ashes.

The vast ocean was dead, drowned in an instant.

The oil-paper umbrella is open, and within three feet, the dead air cannot enter, and the dark water is like a heavy wall.

Ning Yi stood with an umbrella and leaned forward.

The power of the erosion of death energy cannot be underestimated. He actually found it difficult to find a second chance to draw his sword. Once he let go of the fine snow, he would be stained with the dark sea water.

Outside the yard.

Sweat was oozing from the girl's forehead.

Her mind was immersed in the white jade.

There seemed to be a roar after a roar outside the yard.

The formation of Guifu Mountain bombarded the sky above Jianxinghou's mansion again and again. Under the heavy pressure, the talismans were already dull and fluttered to the ground, burning out all the light and turning into a piece of waste paper.

Through the white jade, she saw a corner of Ning Yixin Lake.

The image holding the oil-paper umbrella was gradually blurred by death.

She was hesitating whether to crush the white jade?
Chapter completed!