Xue Peng was in a state of great excitement, and the golden light of protecting his body was fluctuating.

"Good opportunity!"

Xiao Se's smile became stronger and the sound of the flute suddenly became louder.

Within a radius of dozens of feet, they were covered by rich black air, and red lights shot towards Xue Peng, and a loud roar sounded.

The sharp roar was sharp, shrill, solemn, and breathtaking.

The whistle suddenly sounded, Xue Peng felt a tingling pain in his head, his whole body trembled violently, his eyes were slightly dull, and the golden light around him suddenly dissipated.

At this moment, Xue Peng's body was completely in the black air.

The sound of the blew flute became more and more sharp, and a ball of black air instantly penetrated into Xue Peng's body.

At this moment, Xue Peng's body suddenly stiffened and his eyes began to slowly dissipate.

Seeing this, Xiao Se slowly subsided in his body, the cold spiritual power around him slowly subsided, the sound of the flute gradually slowed down, and the black air around him gradually retracted into the black flute, and the world returned to a clear light again.

Xiao Se raised his head and looked at the sky. Flowers were flying in the sky, and a few peach blossoms slowly fell, swaying, turning a few overs, landed in front of him, and on Xue Peng's forehead not far away.

At this time, Xue Peng seemed to have been drained from all his strength, and his whole body fell on the ground like a pool of mud, his eyes were dull.

Xiao Se looked at Xue Peng for a few last time, with a hint of disdain, then turned around, raised his footsteps, and walked towards Hu Zheng not far away.

Outside the map of mountains and rivers, when Li Wan'er saw this scene, she suddenly felt an extremely bad premonition in her heart and shouted, "Little Shaketou, what's wrong with you? Why don't you lie on the ground and don't move? Get up quickly!"

"Little slippery head, get up and beat that sinister sissy to death!"

"Uncle San, I must have learned from you that the little slippery head is so slippery head. Tell me, is this slippery head pretending to be dead again this time?"

Li Wan'er grabbed Xue Bingwen's arm and looked at Xue Bingwen with big eyes full of worry.

Xue Bingwen sighed after hearing this, and a hint of sadness appeared in his eyes, "This time, I'm afraid..."

Before Xue Bingwen finished speaking, Li Wan'er suddenly covered Xue Bingwen's mouth and said, "No, no, no, only Xiaoxiao is pretending to be dead."

Erhuhu's eyes widened, and he was about to break his grief. "What exactly is the black gas that can shoot out two red lights? It actually broke the golden light of the senior brother's body protection?"

The young cultivator in Qingshan Cultivation Academy laughed loudly, "This is not so good at protecting the body."

"Before my senior sister took action, she was broken by Xiao Se first. She couldn't avenge her revenge on that day. What a pity."

Erhu ignored the young cultivator and stared at the map of mountains and rivers. He did not believe that his senior brother would fall like this.

The senior brother will definitely stand up again.

Just like before, everyone thought that the senior brother would die under Hu Zheng's capture, but did not the senior brother survive?

How could the senior brother’s body of Taoism and spiritual skills not be able to deal with the sinister and bleakness?

Yes, what other spiritual methods can control the bleak?

After thinking about it, the only thing that can restrain this gloomy ghost energy is the ultimate golden light curse.

But now even the Golden Light Curse has been defeated.

Erhu's heart has been sinking.

The young cultivator was ready to squirt with Erhu, but Erhu ignored him. He suddenly felt bored and turned to his senior brother, but saw his senior brother Han Wo with a solemn look.

The young cultivator couldn't help but say, "Senior Brother, the person named Xue is over, why are you not happy at all?"

Han Wo said, "That person surnamed Xue is no longer worth worrying about, it's just the black flute..."

"What's wrong with the Black Flute?"

"If I read it correctly, the black flute is considered a 'ghost weapon'."

"Ghost weapon?" The young cultivator's face changed and he whispered, "Senior Brother, you are sure you are right. Xiao Se is a genius from Qinyun Villa, so you can't say this nonsense!"

Han Wo also looked very serious, "Using the ghost weapon to use the demon to descend, use the ultimate yin of the ghost energy to break through the ultimate yang of the golden light."

"The ultimate yin, when it meets the ultimate yang, is the cultivation level and spiritual treasure."

"The two have the same cultivation level, but the ghost weapon in Han Wo's hand is a spiritual treasure-level ghost weapon."

"Using a ghost weapon to cast the Demon Descendant, the power has increased by at least 90%. The Xue surname is naturally not an opponent."

"Even if you don't die, you will be fooled for the rest of your life if you are hit by such a devil."

Speaking of this, a sarcasm appeared in his eyes, "Didn't he call himself Ah Dai? This title is really suitable for him."

Han Wo looked at Xiao Se, who was dressed in the mountain and river map again, and his heart was filled with strong alert.

If you meet this person in the future, you will definitely run as fast as you can.

Outside the Mountains and Rivers Map, many people recognized the ghost weapon, and also recognized the Demon Demon.

"I never expected that Xiao Se would actually become a demon who was descended by gods and demons."

"The Demon Descends? What is that?"

"The Demon Descends is the unique skill of the two major towns of Qinyun Villa. It is said that only the deans of Qinyun Villa from all generations are qualified to practice."

"Once you have achieved cultivation, the gods and demons can come at the same time, and then you will be able to destroy them and everything will never be destroyed."

"But even if the demon descends, it is still a mighty and majestic force. Why did it become so powerful when it comes to Xiao Se's hands? It's so powerful that it's so powerful."

"This can no longer be called the devil."

When a man heard this, he frowned, "But, my royal court and the demons are incompatible. How can this Qinyun Villa practice this evil spirit?"

"So what about evil? As long as you can kill demons, you are a good spiritual method."

"No matter what, the person named Xue lost to Xiao Se and lost to this spiritual technique, which is not unfair, but the price is a bit painful."

Everyone looked at Xue Peng's figure in the map of mountains and rivers and couldn't help but sigh.

Xue Peng looked younger last year, and if it were a few years later, it might not be the case.

However, there is no possibility of things in the world.

The old man in gray clothes who maintained the operation of the mountains and rivers could not help but shrink his pupils, and his face was still unbelievable.

This extremely cunning boy, who looks like a city wall behind him, is that all?

Impossible, this is absolutely impossible.

But he thought to himself that Xue Peng was born in a poor family, not to mention spiritual treasures, there was not even a spiritual weapon. Xiao Se had the blessing of spiritual treasures, and the power of the demons had increased by 90%.

Even this magical mantra cannot protect the boy's body, and he really can't think of any means he has to protect himself.

Could it be that it’s really over? Before my baby apprentice becomes a disciple, it’s over?

In the county magistrate's mansion, the snow on the plum tree was hanged on the wall with a picture of the snowy night plum tree. His husband Qing Mingzi looked at the two largest and most gorgeous plum blossoms on the dark brown branches and sighed, "I thought I could bloom with two flowers together, but I didn't expect that one of them died early."

"It's such a pity, it's a pity!"

Mei Shangxue heard this and said slowly, "It's a pity, but Shi Ye is fate. Perhaps, his destiny is like this!"

"I didn't expect that hundreds of years later, someone in the Xiao family actually reduced the demon to cultivate it. Unfortunately, they were following a wrong path. I have to be careful of this matter!"
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