New White Snake Asking Immortals

The mountain road and the woods were very quiet, and everyone's eyes were focused on the old Huixian.

Those demon cultivators started, and they could see that there was a poisonous snake spirit behind Old Huixian, and three or four demon cultivators rushed towards the master and apprentice and the cobra.

Bai Yujun scolded secretly, took out two big hammers from the loot weapons in the storage bag, and put on the hood and veil to change the color of the clothes.

Just about to start...

Suddenly, dozens of cultivators rushed out from the other side, all of them were in the Qi-refining and Foundation-building stages, armed with weapons and magic weapons to attack the demon cultivators and those from aristocratic families who stole children. There are still some conscience left in the cultivation world. Righteous people, there are no disciples of the great sect of the gate, they are all helpless and scattered cultivators, holding various low-level magic weapons and even iron weapons to fight with the devil.

The Demon Gate is also a cultivator in the Qi-refining and Foundation-building stages, but the magic weapon is better than those of the loose cultivators.

"The mighty spirit lasts forever!"

The aspiring loose cultivators who were discriminated against as paupers in the practice world rushed to kill without hesitation, shouting slogans to kill or be killed by the enemy, ordinary rotten street spells, shoddy magic weapons, their confidence was full of enthusiasm.

Get started when it's time to get started.

Bai Yujun was pleased.

"It's not bad, at least some people still have a conscience and have not been deceived by the so-called method of cutting off the seven emotions and six desires."

Today, Bai Yujun re-acquainted with the Central Plains cultivator.

It's a pity that although there are many of them, their magic weapons and spells are not as good as the magic cultivators. Several people died in a short period of time.

It's time to take action, at least to keep these conscientious monks.

Put away the hammer, took out a dark dagger that came from an unknown corpse, and landed lightly into the battle group to search for those Demon Cultivators of the Foundation Establishment Period.

"Save the child! We can't take it anymore!"

The front end resisted the demon cultivator's shouting, and the low cultivator in the back smashed the bullock cart into a cage, picked up three or four children and ran away.

"Hey, a group of random cultivators dare to be my enemy, look at me..."

bang~

The foundation-building period demon cultivator was stunned for a moment. Someone hit his head just now. He lowered his head and saw a tattered wooden bowl rolling around. There was only one person present with a wooden bowl.

The old Huixian who just threw out the wooden bowl and pretended to retreat inadvertently looked at the demon cultivator, and immediately became kind-hearted.

"Donor, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot. That... the knife is too heavy, it's better to put it down."

"I'll hack you to death!"

The angry demon cultivator rushed over. Old Huixian didn't know whether to run or surrender. He kept smiling almost instinctively, hoping to frighten the demon cultivator with indifference. He used this trick to scare a big snake demon a few years ago.

Suddenly, a blood line appeared in the neck of the running Demon Xiu, and his head was separated from his body...

The body fell down, and the head was still moving forward because of inertia, so he threw himself into Hui Xian's arms.

"Donor, the poor monk only begs for alms, not heads."

He hurriedly threw his head away and recited the Buddha's name. Next to him, Xiao Shi was dumbfounded.

"It turns out that Master is really the number one expert in the world!"

"Good, it's just an empty name."

Old Huixian's performance terrified all the demon cultivators. At the foundation-building stage, he separated his head and automatically flew into his hands. What a terrifying spell!

Seeing that no one dared to approach, Lao Huixian even showed an image of kindness and kindness.

Then, the heads of the Demon Cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Period fell, and some seemed to be rushing forward without realizing that their heads were missing, and then the Demon Cultivators who were in the Perfect Realm in the Qi Refining Period died at an extremely fast speed.

No one could see the ghostly figure clearly, only an old monk smiled and nodded.

The demon disciple was afraid of being killed.

"Quick... Quickly withdraw..."

The remaining dozen or so demon cultivators scattered in a hurry, leaving behind a dozen corpses to escape. The loose cultivators chased for a while and gave up chasing after fear of being ambushed. The strength of the demon cultivators was still very strong. Their purpose was to save the children, not to fight for it You die and I live.

The victorious loose cultivators came forward to greet Huixian one after another.

Suddenly I found that no matter how I felt, I couldn't see the old Huixian's cultivation, just like an ordinary person without cultivation, they all praised the eminent monks for reaching the realm of returning to the original state, and they were extremely envious. Looking at his indifferent smile, kind eyes and kind eyes, he was definitely a man of Taoism. High monk!

Huixian doesn't care what others say, he doesn't say a word, as long as he smiles indifferently.

With this trick, I have eaten most of my life, and it is very useful.

In the woods.

Bai Yujun stalked silently through the branches and leaves. After the demon cultivators escaped, they gathered in one place not long after the foundation-building period was established. Deliberately kill all the leaders, so that the bottom cultivator will return to the lair to seek a sense of security in fear.

All the way to the deep mountains, the magic cultivators walked for a full day and a half before returning to their old nest.

On the top of the mountain, Bai Yujun observed from a distance the evil place called the devil's cave.

It is very similar to the Tiankeng lair in the Southern Wilderness. There is a dark cave between the cliffs of the mountain. The outside of the cave is filled with cages. There are many boys, girls and girls in the cages. It looks like a larger stronghold. Breath, did not find Yuan Ying and the above-mentioned magic cultivator.

Looking up at the sky, it was still early before dark.

"A rainy day is more suitable for assassination. Well, it will rain tonight."

It seems to have said a trivial matter, the rain is just a word, and it depends entirely on the mood. I glanced at the devil's cave and entered the forest to wait for the night to fall, and hunt and devour by the way.

At night, drizzle came.

Give up the shaky human nature in the depths of the heart, restore the cold-blooded and murderous nature of the snake, and release the instinct.

He wears a hood to prevent his long hair from swaying, and he wears black clothes for the night. A veil covers his mouth and nose, turning into a black shadow and hiding in the rainy night...

In the cave, a certain Jindan period demon cultivator sat in the middle of the blood pool and practiced magic arts. The blood pool continued to rise, and the blood qi penetrated into his body and penetrated deep into his internal organs. There were several corpses with dried blood by the pool, and the candles were dimly lit. Ghostly.

The demon cultivator in practice opened his eyes in vain!

A slender arm went around its throat and strangled it~www.wuxiamtl.com~ getting tighter and tighter...

It's not that he doesn't want to use his power, but that a knife pierced into his dantian from behind and hurt the golden core. The external power of magic repair is very strong, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't rip the thin arm that was strangling his throat...

Lite version of nirvana, entanglement.

Destroying the dantian to seal the magic cultivation base, and then strangling his neck with his nirvana, the magic cultivator's head was about to suffocate, his hands were scratching and his fingernails popped out, and the thin arms seemed to have a layer of hard scales for defense...

The man in black with the hood restrained his neck with one hand, grabbed Mo Xiu's forehead with the other hand, and stuck his **** into the eye sockets, grabbed the skull, and smashed it hard!

Mo Xiu kicked his legs and waved his arms indiscriminately, and the man in black was indifferent and ruthless without the slightest pity.

Click!

The struggling Jindan Demon Xiu slumped to the ground with trembling limbs, his soul was shattered before he could escape, and the slender man in black loosened his corpse, tore off the storage bag and left, with his **** skull on the ground.

"Vulnerable."