The Cangming sword fell, and the mottled back shell shattered.

Qingyan's tiger palm directly slapped the slender translucent human waist, she growled, and then sent the Cangming Sword heavily into the place where the human body appeared.

The animal inside the back shell, like a swamp. At this moment, King Guju burst out with amazing resistance, but the resistance did not last long, and the Cangming Sword completely cut off her vitality.

"Dong--!"

A dull sound.

Green flames roared on the broken corpse of King Gu, attracting heavenly thunder and turning into a thunder prison, allowing the polluted corpse to be destroyed in the power of heaven.

She withdrew her gaze and looked at Li Xi'an, "She is full of hatred for you. It is this vast hatred that makes her lose her in the pale state. Why? Are you not loved by everyone?"

Li Xi'an was choked.

"I am a little familiar with her breath. When I walked across the Yellow River for the second time and planned to rush to the 100,000 mountains as soon as possible through the slit space under the Yellow River, I encountered a clam girl, who was in the realm of Yangshen, serving a distorted black snake." Li Xi'an looked at the fragments buried by the green flames, and the translucent flesh and back shell disappeared in the lightning light, and wisps of black mist evaporated. Before he could break through the Thunder Prison, he turned into dust like the flesh and blood.

"Are they dead?"

"Yes, they are dead, and the death of the distorted black snake is inevitable, but I have given the clam girl a chance." Li Xi'an's eyes were very calm.

"This Gu Juan is probably a blood relative of the clam girl, and I don't know what method can identify me who appeared. My eyes were blinded by hatred and my soul was soaked with evil spirits." Li Xi'an pondered, "But this is not right. Look at the little demons here, in their eyes, the King of Gu Juan had occupied this place a long time ago, and his actions have never changed."

"Maybe this creature was not polluted before, until now when the vast sea hits. The vast sea brings more than those dead people, and it is not surprising that there is filth in it." Qing Yan said.

It makes a lot of sense.

Li Xi'an nodded slowly, but intuition told him that things were far from that simple. The things involved in this Yellow River Basin are not just those on the surface. The fish and dragon ghost coffins appear here, and the gate that can lead to 100,000 mountains also appears here. The arrival and entrenchment of King Gu Ju is not accidental.

If Li Xi'an had the ability to sneak into the abyss under the Yellow River to explore, he might have found some clues. The bottom of the picture about this slit space in his memory has never appeared. In other words, he has never really understood the true face of the Yellow River abyss.

But now it doesn't work, it's too late.

Green Flame is not suitable for diving into the extreme abyss.

"Let's go, the road is still long, this is just an episode." Li Xi'an said, no longer thinking about these things.

The most urgent task should be to deal with the ghosts and monsters on the road.

Qing Yan raised her head and signaled her to understand, turned around and turned into lightning in an instant. The death of King Gu Feng was far from over. The sky was gloomy, the black rainstorm poured out, and the pale shadows crisscrossed under the dark sky. Their numbers continued to be killed!

Li Xi'an took a deep breath, and he regretted letting Qingyan do this.

This scale of rotten and polluted land appears on the land of Jiuzhou, which proves that everything is about to collapse. Is it the Jiuzhou sublimation in the disaster, or is the vast sea submerging the earth and about to usher in their results? From the scene in front of you, the situation in Jiuzhou seems not good. The vast sea cannot crush the new Jiuzhou, but it can be filthy.

It has been like this from ancient times to the present, like a shadow. The elf on the moon told a story about a story that Jiuzhou should have fallen but was alive. The pale white color is a sign of the rules and the end of the realm towards death. This process of death was delayed by the supremes and elfers until the present, but it never means the departure of death!

"They just miss you?" Qingyan growled.

She faced the endless waves of pale, and even the spirit was squeezed to the extreme.

This is the first time she has been tricky in facing "killing" since she held the Cangming Sword.

"Also, you have dealt with these things before? So, is it really lucky to die in a sense?" Thunder lightning is like a prison, and the murderous tiger stands in the center of the Thunder Prison. She let out a deafening roar, shocking the sky and the earth. It was the roar of tigers that the spirits felt fear when they heard it, and the fear of the top predators would once again emerge from the depths of their bloodlines.

But the filthy are not creatures, they will not feel fear, they can only tear each other apart, and the huge will of devouring drives them forward.

The blue lightning did not tear the waves as usual.

She was trapped in it.

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On the banks of the Yellow River, corpses are pushed everywhere, and pale mountains are arching.

The lightning was beating in it, accompanied by the sprinkling of blood. Faced with this kind of formation, Qingyan was still injured. A large piece of flesh and blood was bitten off by a filth on his right arm, revealing his white bones. This was nothing to Qingyan, and it didn't even count as injuries. But what was fatal was that white flocs gradually grew on the surface of the wound. The lightning could not erase this substance in a short time. It eroded Qingyan's spirit to strengthen itself.

She cut the entire area with Cangming Knife to get better.

But the wound caused by the Cangming Sword is not very wonderful. To remove the pale substance on it, the Cangming Sword's Heavenly Punishment must be used.

"Nan Zhu, have you ever thought about this situation?" Qing Yansha's consciousness was blurred. There was only the twisted white creature that pounced on him, and she cut it open, and a huge number fell down in front of her.

"Honestly, no." The old voice sounded in my ears.

In this situation, Li Xi'an could not stay outside. He lived in the depths of Qingyan's imperial path and could use this to see the situation in the outside world.

The imperial realm was pitch black, and occasionally lightning and howling ghosts would flash by.

"I may not be able to kill it." Qing Yan said in a deep voice.

"No!" The next moment, she rejected the previous sentence. "Yes!"

She roared, and saw a way out in her eyes.

Under the pale tide in the sky, she saw a gap.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Bang--!" The black fire burned, surrounding Qingyan's body, as if she was covered with an ancient and heavy armor.

The muscles are raised, and the tiger's body is vigorous and graceful, and even if it is injured, it does not conceal the king's majesty.

She lowered her body, and the tiger's palm suddenly exerted force, and the Cangming sword roared, and the seal script on the blade was never as bright as before! Even at this moment, the heavy rain disappeared, the sky cracked, and the sunshine shone down, creating a series of sharp blades and rain!

The rush of waves was actually suppressed.

The green flames captured the gap between the filthy people very clearly, like a waterless hole that appeared under the tsunami.

She rushed out straight, faster than the light rain, and everything along the way was torn apart by lightning and Tianwei!

But at the moment when she was about to jump out of the wave, a huge claw blocked her and slapped her back hard.

The huge force made the green flame fly backwards, and the soul buzzed. The bones made a crisp sound, and it was obvious that the sudden blow made her feel uncomfortable. The armor turned into black flames burst and collapsed.

Qingyan smashed heavily on the ground, smashing into the pile of white corpses she created with her own hands. When she looked up, she could look closely at the face of a corpse.

The pale wave closed, and she had no chance to take advantage of.

In the distance, the huge pale palm slapped the ground, and then the earth cracked, and there was an extremely huge arm, shoulders, and a head that was laughing.

Li Xi'an stared at the human-shaped monster standing tall and narrowed his pupils.

This image is not so much a kind of destruction and depravity of living beings, but rather a statue of the ancestor. The breath that radiates out in it is even more terrifying than a statue of the ancestor. It opens its arms and stands in the pale ocean, and thousands of filthy things offer it, whisper and chant with it.

There were laughter from all directions, like a hunter from a high place overlooking his prey.

Qingyan also noticed it.

She is not weaker than the image of the fallen ancestor, but the situation is too unfavorable to her.

If she was in the snow field, she could kill the other party until dust, but this place could not be done, and it would almost become the nest of filthy people. Even the spirits were dirty during breathing.

She stood up from the mountain of corpses and appeared in a human form. Black fire surrounded it like a flowing cloud, casting into ancient iron armor. Her right arm holds a knife, and her other arm is wrapped in thunder prison. The whole world is covered with pale tides, and she seems to be fighting against the world with one person!

There are not many spirits left, and she is ready to kill her. The more she goes, the less chance she will be.

But she heard the sound coming from the realm of the Imperial Dao.

"Enough."

"What?" Qing Yan was stunned and subconsciously thought that Nan Zhu had regained his strength again, but nothing happened in the depths of the imperial realm. The old man was still sitting cross-legged, his breath declining.

It's just that there's something more in my hand.

A golden token that looks like a coin.
Chapter completed!