As he spoke, he began to smash the low mountains and waited until they were all demolished, and the girl even lost her hiding place.

Bang bang bang!

The Grand Priest of the Red-clothed Taiyin didn't know where his problem was so angering the monster?

Could it be that the other party’s power is a big taboo?

Wait... Yue'e suddenly remembered the information she had received before. This place, which was originally Taixu Immortal Sect, seemed to have been listed as the "Haoran Zhengqi Palace-Yunqingshan Branch".

So she said, "You are from Haoran Zhengqi Palace."

As soon as the words were spoken, the old bull suddenly stiffened, and the strength of his fists suddenly accelerated. He was silent and slammed like a storm. He demolished the mountain in one or two breaths.

Then, he finally waited for the black shadow to fly out.

Lao Niu had been waiting for her for a long time, and the hill-sized slap suddenly slapped it, and without any accident, slapped the Grand Priest on the ground, just like a God-Suppressing, making this delicate girl unable to turn over again.

Bang bang bang bang...

The sound of banning shattering came.

Kakka...

Immediately afterwards, another crisp sound of bone cracks came.

The old bull squinted his eyes and looked at the high priest who showed his head under his palm, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

If you don’t slapped your head, you can use elixirs to hang your life.

It should...probably...it's right...at least he himself is...

Before he ascended, the old cow hurriedly retracted back to the fifth level of heaven. As his body narrowed, the feeling of wanting to soar into the sky disappeared.

The thick river of blood, which was as rich as abyss, also stood up and reshaped into Wu Heng's appearance.

The Blood River Walker looked at the woman whose head was still there, but her body was flattened. He took a moment to observe, looked at the old bull, and smiled warmly, "Brother Niu, she is dead."

The old bull's giant body trembled and murmured:

"Impossible...How is this possible... I only slapped her body, so who would die if she flattened her body?"

"Where can anyone in the world die if they are flattened?"

"What's the reason?"

"A lie...this is not true..."

The ghost cultivators beside him twitched only when they heard it.

The next moment, the old cow immediately knelt west without saying a word, crawled on the ground, bowing deeply in the manner of apologizing.

The ghost cultivators around him suddenly felt solemn, and they vaguely guessed that this terrifying strong man worshiped the mysterious palace master of Haoran Zhengqi Palace.

But... even if that palace master is powerful and not here, why should he kneel down?

But the next moment, these ghost cultivators also knelt down when they saw the warm man in the mysterious robe. They were shocked and suddenly felt like "The Lord is watching you"...

Suddenly, they also knelt down, and bowed westward.

Xia Yan was silent for a long time...

Old Niu Qiang is strong, but unfortunately he can't control the right position. He can kill people, but he can catch people... It seems that he doesn't expect it.

His eyes flashed across the face of the woman who was already flat, closed his eyes a little, searched in his mind, and soon he met the Grand Priest of the Yin Red Clothing.

He narrowed his eyes, and many thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant. Then, he ordered: "Old cow, bring back the corpse, the faster the better... all the roadblockers will be killed.

By the way, sweep your tails before you come back and don’t let people stare at you and return to the palace.”

"yes!"

The old cow received the order and bowed deeply.

Wangshanjun was also quite speechless, but if he did it, it wouldn't be much different.

After all, this woman is too slippery and can't catch her if she doesn't take any ruthless moves.

And he has already prepared the top-end "mode of transportation".

Four "like white dogs, with black heads" flying over clouds and fog, carrying the old cow and Wu Heng quickly heading west.

Along the way, I unexpectedly encountered no accidents.

But Xia Yan chased after another order: "Stop in the deep mountains outside the city."

Then, he casually put on a copper mask, rode a cross-bone dragon, and carried nine skeleton snakes. He soared into the sky at midnight, and then landed at the agreed place.

As soon as it landed, the red paper man quickly dispersed like a guard.

Xia Yan saw the half-kneel old Niu and Wu Heng and said, "Prevent sneak attacks."

After saying that, with the help of the Red Paper Man, he floated directly to the priest who had a flat body, and raised his hand to press on her forehead.

All thoughts emerge from my mind:

【Pure White Moon Demon, Level 71】, cost three spiritual veins heart

【Function: Maintain most of the original memory and abilities, but from now on, I will always be loyal to you and gain the ability of the pure white moon demon in addition]

Pure White Moon Demon?

"The Book of the Three Realms - Hell" has been recorded:

Pure White Moon Demon: In the west of the Gui Palace in the well, at the edge of the tree canopy of thousands of miles, it is invisible like a white shadow. Holding a bowl of medicine, I often see a woman wearing white clothes and bathing in the moon under the tree. (The devil is changed from the Shanhai Classic - Chang Xi, and Chang'e Moon Rabbit in the Palace of Gui Palace)

Most of the memory?

That's enough...

It seems that as long as the body is more complete, the head is more complete, and the shorter the death time is, the more mysterious it can be.

Xia Yan did not hesitate anymore, and gray mist filled the woman's body, covering her like a shroud.

After he finished, he began to wait quietly.

The mountains and forests are secluded here, and although the wind and snow are slow, they are becoming more and more silent as the surrounding lands as the dead.

Cui Wei, the dark shadows only dyed the originally dull world a layer of darkness.

The group of "people" maintained a vigilant posture and waited quietly here.

The bone dragon's body circled into a pale skeleton belt, while the nine skeleton snakes flashed their wings, creating a thick fog. If someone enters the fog area, they can know at the first time...

In the thick fog, there are burly bulls who kill without blinking, and there are weird men with warm smiles...

And among them is Xia Yan.

This is a perfect posture of "drawing the abyss copy" and "this copy is only BOSS"...

However, Xia Yan held his chin and looked at the darkness in the distance, his eyes were solemn, thinking about the problem.

He was very curious, who was hunting for this priest of the red-clothed Taiyin?

You know... this is still within the territory of the Daxu Dynasty.

There is such a force in the territory?

Maybe... it will be a confrontation soon.

That force can chase the Grand Priest to Yunqing Mountain, but there is no reason why it will not chase after him.

He crossed his fingers and tapped his back slightly. His former killing and decisive behavior became a mature and concise attitude.

"How can the tiger sleep soundly next to it?"

"bring it on..."

But unexpectedly, no one came.

The snow stopped and the fog did not dissipate. The light of the sunny day rushed towards the earth with the arrival of dawn, piercing into the heavy fog created by the skeleton snake waving its wings, forming a series of slanted columns of light.

In the quiet morning, Xia Yan took a cup of tea made last night from the storage space, held the disc in his left hand and the handle in his right hand, and drank two sips.

At this time...

A "moan" came from the ground.

Yue'e, the former "Major Priest of the Red Clothes of Taiyin", opened her eyes, her head swelled a little, as if she had experienced a strange journey, and her body and mind had changed.

This graceful and magnificent Taiyin Yaoji Ziyi was even more charming. Her flat body became plump again. Her little mouth, which was stained with red cherry blossoms, was as red as blood, and the expression between her eyebrows was as lazy as an unknown cat.

A mysterious color flashed in her glazed sand-like eyes, then slowly stood up, looked at the young man drinking tea in front of her, bowed respectfully, and said, "Yue'e, I have seen the Lord, and will never be able to do my best in this life."

Xia Yan looked at the woman kneeling at her feet. The woman's original charm was mixed with mystery. She was indescribable and charming. Even in the world, it may be unique, and no one can surpass it...

But he didn't care about these superficial things, but drank the tea and smiled and said, "Welcome to Haoran Zhengqi Palace."

When Yue'e heard the name of the power, she looked at the surrounding environment with a terrifying ghost...

Although I had long speculated in my heart, I still lost my beauty. At the same time, I also understood the idea of ​​"Why did that man who had heard him say this name before hit him to death...

When she turned her head, she saw the warm man's smile, so she reacted and praised: "What a good name."

Xia Yan nodded secretly and said, "Tell me, what's going on."
Chapter completed!