The moment he rushed into the mouth of the ditch, a strange ripples of air suddenly emerged from Cui Zhihuan's feet, like an invisible rope, which tripped him suddenly.

Cui Zhihuan staggered and almost hit the stone wall. He had to force his energy to turn his body and stabilize his body. The momentum of running rushing stopped.

Du Qi, who caught up with him, was stunned and had no time to think about it. A pair of giant palms rose up behind him again, with clear fingerprints on his fingers, and his joints burst into pieces, emitting a gust of fishy wind.

"Bang!" The giant palm fell from above with a violent turbid air, and the rock shattered. Cui Zhihuan didn't even have time to scream. He threw away the air waves and hit the rock wall hard, falling to the ground with the "pitch" and disappeared. Several exquisite jade slips fell out of his sleeves, covered with ancient patterns, and were covered with blood, vaguely emitting a strange fragrance.

The secret of the jade slip of the Blood River Sect! Du Qi's eyes were hot, and he didn't care about carefully observing Cui Zhihuan's life and death, and rushed to the jade slip. These scattered cultivators were born in a humble background, and most of the skills they practiced were pieced together and comprehended by themselves. They were far inferior to the system methods of disciples of aristocratic families. If they could obtain the skills of a first-class sect such as the Blood River Sect, their strength would inevitably improve by leaps and bounds.

The wind roared, and a little cold light shot from behind. "Fang Kui, you bastard!" Du Qi let out anger and didn't have time to get the jade slip. The giant palm craft slapped back and slapped it quickly. Dozens of poisonous shuttles flew out, hitting the rock wall, splashing sparks.

"Old Du, it's not that easy to swallow the Blood River Sect's technique." Fang Kui's sneer came from the mouth of the ditch, and the hidden weapon was like a storm, covering Du Qi one after another.

The surroundings were full of bare rock walls, which were difficult to dodge. Du Qi had to use the giant palm of Dharma to block it, and the turbid air in his body was greatly exhausted. He tried to rush towards Fang Kui, who then retreated. He pulled back, and Fang Kui rushed over again, always staying several feet away from him, consuming his turbid air with endless hidden weapons, and dragging him to death.

"Fang Kui, I'll give you the secret book of the Blood River Sect, I don't want it!" After a stalemate, Du Qi gradually exhausted and panted like a cow. He knew something was wrong, and the giant palm magic phase tried hard to shake off a wave of hidden weapons, turned around and ran away.

"I still want to run?" Fang Kui snorted coldly, and suddenly rushed out. A strange magic figure emerged from behind: as fat as a bear, with eyes as copper bells, and thick furry arms swayed, forming a dazzling array of arm shadows.

"Swoosh swish swish--" Thousands of shining colorful lights shook out with the shadow of the arms, intertwined into a net, covering Du Qi's surroundings.

Dharma image——The net of heaven and earth!

The colored light is similar to various hidden weapons, purely composed of turbid air, sharply breaking the wind, and passing through whistling arcs. Du Qi had no choice but to escape, and the giant palm magic phase suddenly closed and covered himself. "Puff puff puff puff puff puff--" Dots of colorful light hit the giant palm magic phase, bounced out, collided with each other in the air, and shot at the giant palm magic phase again.

"Fang Kui, you and I are both casual cultivators. We have been slaughtering sheep together for many years. Why bother to kill them all?" Du Qi shouted, his huge palm figure shaking, and it became more and more blurry, as if it was about to break open at any time.

"Old Du, you know." Fang Kuisen said, "What are casual cultivators? In the eyes of aristocratic families and sects, we are just a group of lowly wild dogs! Who is willing to be dogs? Who is willing to crouch in the sheep slaughtering sheep and endure humiliation and live a life of slaughtering? I have had enough, Li Xiaoxiao has had enough, you have had enough, but you have had enough! But without martial arts, elixirs, and magic weapons, you have to bear it for the rest of your life!" He grinned and tried his best to activate the magic phase. The skyrocketing colorful lights shot towards Du Qi, "The secrets of the Blood River Sect are too important. If you don't kill you to silence you, can I live with peace of mind? Can you escape with ease? There is no way, Lao Du, you and I have no good background, you can only bite the dog, and you have the chance to stand up!"

"Dog bites dog..." Du Qi smiled bitterly, the turbid air in his body was almost exhausted, and his mind began to be confused. A face from many years ago suddenly appeared in front of him, becoming clearer and clearer...

That was the master who led him into practice. For a cloud-patterned Ganoderma lucidum, he touched the bedroom in the middle of the night and stabbed the old man's vest with a knife. He still remembered that the wrinkled dark face slowly turned around, quietly, invisible, and only a sad smile as late as the night.

That face has now been replaced by myself.

"Agree, Lao Du." Fang Kui's ruthless voice exuded a hint of sigh, "I will kill you today, and he will kill me tomorrow. This is how the wild dogs have always walked."

"Can it be..." Du Qi's lips squirmed.

"What?" Fang Kui asked with a frown.

Cui Zhihuan, who was lying on the ground, suddenly bounced up, as fast as a shock. Fang Kui was caught off guard, and was grabbed by Cui Zhihuan and fucked him. Du Qi looked at Fang Kui's face that was frightened and unwilling, and looked at Cui Zhihuan throwing away his body and pounced on him.

"Can you know, there is another way?" Du Qi murmured to himself, the giant palm magic phase was silently broken, and the turbid air was like a vast and flying fireworks.

"Draw the ground as a prison!" He heard the cold shout and vaguely saw two figures appearing from the vibrating air ripples.

"It's all a group of wild dogs who are snatching food!" Du Qi let out a hysterical laugh, using up the last trace of turbid air, and self-exploding his heart.

Many years ago, when he stabbed that knife, there was no other way.

This is our life!

"Bang!" His body exploded with blood and blood, and his consciousness fell into the depths of darkness.

A circular ripples bloomed from nothingness, emitting a faint silver light, trapping Cui Zhihuan in the circle and making it difficult to escape.

Just half a step away, he was able to catch Du Qi and absorb blood to heal his wounds.

"The sky is broken, the earth is in short?" Cui Zhihuan slowly raised his head, his eyes flashed across the man and woman opposite him, and his messy long hair slid across his temples, revealing his pale and cold face. He had just tripped by the magic, and he knew that someone had set an ambush, so he pretended to be dead and waited for these untouchable dogs to bite the dog.

The short and fat woman snorted and stared at him alertly.

"Cui Zhihuan, you have today too!" The man laughed so hard that his eyes echoed around the cave wall for a long time. "Do you still remember Liyang Village in Liang County, Ganzhou? In order to practice demon skills, you Xuehe Sect was crazy and did not hesitate to slaughter the entire village..."

"I don't remember." Cui Zhihuan raised his index finger, shook it gently, and interrupted the other party, "But, Fang Kui said that right. In the eyes of the aristocratic sect, you are just a group of wild dogs. Who would remember how many dogs you have killed?"

"You beast! I want you to pay for your blood debt today!" Tian Can's face twitched, his fingers pinched his technique, and the silver circle pattern pressed towards Cui Zhihuan, like a silver hoop that was constantly tightening.

"Crack!" A blood river jade slip on the ground suddenly cracked, and a ferocious blood light shot out from the crack, which suddenly entangled Dique.

Cui Zhihuan showed a cold smile on his lips: "I want to see if Cui died first or Di Que took a step first."

"Brother Tian!" Di Que let out a panic scream, not daring to move. The blood light dissipated in a blink of an eye, but the strong blood stream clear air penetrated into the whole body and entrenched in the internal organs. As long as Cui Zhihuan thought about it, he immediately broke out.

"My sister, My sister! What's wrong with you?" Tian Can opened his white eyes wide, turned his head in panic, and kept calling.

"Dique, do you want to survive?" Cui Zhihuan stood quietly, his low voice like a demon. "If you kill Tiancan, I will give you everything you want. I will accept you as your servant, give you the surname Cui, and give you countless skills, treasures, and elixirs... If you have poor appearance, you can change it with the secret technique of painting the skin of the Xuehe Sect; if you are lacking in your body, you can reshape it with the bone replacement technique of the Xuehe Sect. If you follow me, you will no longer be a wild dog sleeping in the open and hiding from XZ. When monks see you, they will respectfully call you "Fairy Cui."

Tian Can said with a hissing: "Mistress Di, don't listen to this beast's nonsense! Cui Zhihuan, if you let her go, we will leave immediately, and leave immediately! I will never seek revenge on your Xuehe Sect again!"

"Can you leave if you want to? It's ridiculous." Cui Zhihuan's eyes were stern, "Dique, either kill him or you die."

"Cui, Mr. Cui..." Di Que said with a trembling voice, and a painful look appeared on his ugly face, "You really, really do..."

Cui Zhihuan smiled lightly: "Isn't you going to do it?"

Di Que's heart was shocked, and the blood river and clear air inside the viscera boiled like soup, as if it was about to explode. She couldn't help but scream, and walked towards Tiancan step by step, tears came out: "Brother Tian, ​​I, I don't want to die, I really don't want to die. Brother Tian, ​​you love me the most, don't you? You don't want me to die either! I have suffered so many years with you, I deserve you, don't blame me..."

Tian Can Zou stood there, and heard the familiar footsteps of the past approaching, and couldn't help but spew out a mouthful of blood.

"Brother Tian, ​​I..." Di Que walked opposite Tian Can, his hands kept shaking, and his face couldn't tell whether it was sweat or tears.

The remaining face of the sky was ashes, motionless, as if only an empty shell was left.

"Dique is so hesitant, how can you be worthy of Cui?" Cui Zhihuan's voice was as cold as ice. Dique exploded with a "bang", and blood rain splashed everywhere, spraying on the silver aperture, and the silver light became dim as if corroded. Cui Zhihuan stepped out and inserted his claw into Tiancan's heart.

"I don't even have the awareness of being a dog." He shook his head and pulled out his bloody palm. Tian Can fell slowly, and two lines of mottled blood and tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

The sound of urgent footsteps came from afar. Cui Zhihuan raised his head and saw the fat tiger running away, laughing silently.

No one could escape. He was not too anxious and walked to the depths of the rock ditch. He was seriously injured and he had to start a killing campaign to shock the wild dogs who were slaughtering the sheep.

As he approached Shiping, Cui Zhihuan's heart suddenly jumped. In the purple mansion, the cracked blood core changed from its previous lifelessness and flashed blood light frequently. He was slightly stunned, his eyes penetrated the thick smoke and flames of water, and saw Zhi Shuzhen from the crowd.

Unparalleled huge blood!

Cui Zhihuan couldn't help but feel moved and was filled with joy. This was the supreme divine pill in the human form! After swallowing him, he not only recovered from his injuries, but also had a chance to hit the bottleneck of refining the spirit and returning to the emptiness again!

"Little fat sheep, don't run away!" Fat Tiger grabbed Zhi Shuzhen, jumped onto the shocked horse, and rushed the horse to run away wildly. The little horse bandit whipped the whip without hesitation and followed.

"It has been a long time since a certain twenty-two-cap ritual." Cui Zhihuan looked up at the sky and laughed loudly, making a rotating blood shadow, and swiftly circled along the stone platoon. The remaining horse bandits fell one after another and turned into mummies. The blood shadow kept jumping onto the shocked horse and chasing him.
Chapter completed!