"Fellow Taoist..." Xiao Hua of Dragon Vein was a little dissatisfied and said lightly, "I have already had flesh and blood after my clone. Fellow Taoist is afraid that he never looks down on me, so he never thought about it, right?"

"No!" Xiao Hua shook his head and said, "Even if fellow Tempering Daoist is injured, he will rush back to find me. How could he go to any of the Ar Sanyi? This must be the trap of the Demon Emperor. We will return to the original path and join the Fengti Daoist and the Demon Spirit Daoist."

After saying that, Xiao Hua turned around and left, but when he walked to the hall gate, he was stunned again, and turned around and said, "Fellow Daoist Dragon Vein, why don't you move?"

The dragon vein Xiao Hua almost made Xiao Hua angry with his seven orifices: "I think this is left by fellow Taoist Taoist. He was seriously injured and rushed to the Jia Sanyi Palace, waiting for our rescue. We should go to Jia Sanyi first."

"Are you sick?" Xiao Hua said angrily, "My fellow Tempering Bones knows what Jia Sanyi has? If he doesn't return to Jia Qiyi, what's the bullshit Jia Sanyi?"

"Of course, it's because Jia Sanyi is close to this place! Moreover, I believe that fellow Kuanggu came from Jia Sanyi, knowing that there is a place to hide there!" Xiao Hua, the dragon vein, pointed at the palace and said lightly.

Xiao Hua looked up and saw that it was indeed written on it, "A 288". Looking at the numbers alone, it was indeed not far from A 3 11.

Xiao Hua pondered for a moment and said, "I think Xiao Hua can't run so far. This is the trap of the Demon Emperor. I want to rush back to Jia Qiyi, where can I go... You choose yourself!"

The fellow Taoist that Xiao Hua mentioned now turned into "you". After saying that, Xiao Hua passed through the palace gate without looking back.

Of course, Xiao Hua stood outside the hall gate. After waiting for half a cup of tea, he still didn't see Xiao Hua coming out of the dragon vein. Xiao Hua sighed slightly, feeling very disappointed, as if he had lost something. He turned around and walked towards Jia Qiyi according to his memory. After walking so many halls, he saw that there were too many numbers in the hall. Although these numbers really did not have any special rules, Xiao Hua still knew from the big to the small, and it was not too much trouble. Xiao Hua turned back to Jia Qiyi Palace.

However, what disappointed Xiao Hua was that both the phoenix body Xiao Hua and the demon spirit Xiao Hua were not in the palace. Xiao Hua couldn't help but punch the stone wall of the palace and cursed: "Grandma! These clones all look rebellious!"

"Silk..." Just after cursing, a sharp pain came from Xiao Hua's hand. Xiao Hua looked at his fist incredibly, but saw that the flesh and blood were blurred and wisps of blood flowed out!

"Damn it!" Xiao Hua looked at the faint blood on the stone wall and couldn't help but scold again. Since his practice, he had never been injured by his fist hitting the stone wall? He waved his hand to wipe the blood on the stone wall. Xiao Hua was stunned, but he saw the dark marks under the blood, which had not been paid attention to before. Now it looked particularly dazzling.

However, just as Xiao Hua wanted to take a closer look, footsteps came from the hall gate in the distance. Xiao Hua hurriedly turned around, but saw Xiao Hua stumbled into the hall gate on the side of the statue with blood.

"Ah? Fellow Daoist! What's going on? What happened? Was it a trap set by the Demon Emperor?" Xiao Hua was shocked and hurried over. When Xiao Hua passed by the statue, he was shocked again. Because all the spiritual fruits that had been placed in the statue before have now turned into decay, and a smell of dust came to his nose.

However, Xiao Hua didn't care about these abnormalities now. He hurriedly wanted to run over to support Xiao Hua, who was about to lie down at any time.

However, Xiao Hua had just approached Xiao Hua. Before Xiao Hua's arm touched Xiao Hua, he saw Xiao Hua's fist full of blood. With a "boom...", Xiao Hua was caught off guard and was hit in the chest. Xiao Hua's figure was knocked away with the fist wind, and an unspeakable dizziness. Xiao Hua's mouth felt sweet, and blood seemed to surge out of his body! The Taoist robe on his chest was also torn by Xiao Hua's bone.

"Grandma's..." Xiao Hua was in mid-air, watching Xiao Hua rushing over again, and said in surprise, "Fellow Taoist Tender, are you crazy?"

"Woo woo..." Unfortunately, Xiao Hua whimpered in his mouth, and he couldn't let Xiao Hua say anything at all. He blew his body up and his fist danced and hit Xiao Hua. Seeing this, Xiao Hua was helpless. He took a step and used the Beidou God Fist to fight with Xiao Hua. Xiao Hua was originally Xiao Hua's clone. Although he had practiced this Beidou God Fist a lot, he was not Xiao Hua's opponent? However, Xiao Hua had a strong and strong body. Xiao Hua fought hard several times and did not dare to fight hard again, so he could only dodge. While Xiao Hua dodged, he said anxiously, "Fellow Daoist, what happened? Where were you injured? Was it the Demon Emperor's hand taken? Where was the Demon Emperor..."

"Roar..." Xiao Hua roared angrily, his eyes were red, and he rushed towards Xiao Hua desperately, ignoring Xiao Hua's questions at all.

Xiao Hua turned slightly and avoided Xiao Hua's attack. Xiao Hua himself hit the huge statue and staggered to the ground. His whole body twitched a few times, no longer moving. The two bulls' eyes were wide open, as if they were dying with their eyes open, and the two eyes were looking at one of the three heads of the statue!

"Ah? Fellow Daoist, Fellow Daoist?" Xiao Hua felt incredible. He had never thought that even his clone would fall so easily. Even if he died in the hands of the Demon Emperor, he would have to fight to the point where the sky and the earth were dark, and the gods were crying, right? He took a few steps, squatted down, shook Xiao Hua's body, and even raised his hand to visit Xiao Hua's mouth and nose. He took his fingers to look at Xiao Hua's vein, but he didn't find any vitality. After a while, Xiao Hua's body gradually became cold, so Xiao Hua had to believe that Xiao Hua was indeed dead!

Xiao Hua felt a little incredible when he was sad. After all, he didn't know whether Xiao Hua had breathing or pulse when he was alive! But looking at the coldness of Xiao Hua's body and the blood on the ground, Xiao Hua couldn't help but believe that after arriving at the Star Moon Palace, no matter what kind of cultivator, even his clones, would die easily as if they were secular people.

"Boom..." Just as Xiao Hua was thinking, a loud noise came from outside the other hall gate, looking a little ethereal.

"This... what's this strange?" Xiao Hua was shocked and shouted immediately without waiting for his head to look up, "Which fellow Taoist has come? Come here quickly, fellow Taoist fellow Taoist has fallen!"

Seeing that no one replied, Xiao Hua hurriedly stood up and rushed towards the place where the sound came from. After he rushed out of the hall, his eyes suddenly lit up and entered a hall that looked like a bidding stadium. The hall was divided into two levels. Xiao Hua came in a high platform. At this time, on the platform, Xiao Hua, Xiao Hua, Xiao Hua, Xiao Hua and Xiao Hua of the Dragon Vein were all there, but Xiao Hua and Xiao Hua of the Phoenix were squatting on the platform. Xiao Hua lies on the platform. Xiao Hua lies on the ground. Looking at Xiao Hua's arms hanging on the ground, wisps of blood flowed out of his arms and fell on the platform, Xiao Hua felt an ominous feeling in his heart.

"Fellow Taoist Fengti, what's going on? Why... why are you here? Why aren't you waiting in Jiaqiyi?" Xiao Hua shouted and rushed over quickly.

But before Xiao Hua could get close, the demon spirit Xiao Hua immediately jumped up from the ground, kicked Xiao Hua, and said viciously: "Grandma, I asked me what happened. Didn't the Dragon Vein fellow Taoist just kill you? Did you let me wait for the difference? Why are you pretending to be garlic?"

The demon spirit Xiao Hua naturally could not match Xiao Hua's fists and feet. Xiao Hua raised his hand to block the demon spirit and said in surprise: "I...I...I...I just heard the roar and came hurriedly from Jia Qiyi. How could I kill the Dragon Vein fellow Taoist? Besides, where is this? I have never been here!"

"Just pretend!" Xiao Hua raised his hand and pointed, "You said that I would like to ask me and fellow Demon Spirit to come to Jia Sanyi. Isn't this Jia Sanyi?"

"Ah?" Xiao Hua was surprised and looked up. Sure enough, there was a three-one written on it on the top of the palace!

"Grandma, it turns out that Jia Sanyi is next to Jia Qi!" Xiao Hua suddenly realized, but at this moment, Xiao Hua's eyes had already seen that on the second floor of the pavilion, a figure in a cloak slowly stood up. The figure was holding something like a god-killing crossbow in his hand.

"Hide!" Xiao Hua was shocked and rolled on the ground quickly, rolling towards the hall gate above the platform.

"Boom..." Just like the sound Xiao Hua heard in the Qiyi Palace just now, a roar sound rang out from the second floor pavilion, and a dark light shone across the sky like lightning, and instantly fell to the vest of Feng Tie Xiao Hua. "Ah..." Feng Tie Xiao Hua screamed, and his whole body fell to the ground. The huge impact force nailed him to the platform. A long black arrow was inserted into Feng Tie Xiao Hua's back. The tail of the arrow was shaking, and Feng Tie Xiao Hua's body twitched a few times, and a large piece of blood flowed out, and then it stopped moving. It seemed that he was dead!

Xiao Hua had already seen clearly when he rolled, that the black arrow that had nailed Xiao Hua's body was exactly the same as the black arrow that pierced the dragon vein Xiao Hua's heart.

"Demon Emperor! This is the Demon Emperor! Damn Demon Emperor!!" Xiao Hua gritted his teeth and looked at the cloaked human figure on the second floor of the pavilion. "Where did this guy get the magic weapon? Grandma, I'm unarmed in the Xingyue Palace. His crossbow is probably a hundred times stronger than Tengjiao Scissors!"

"Boom..." Xiao Hua had not rolled to the hall gate, and the roar of murderous people came again. Xiao Hua felt a sharp cold wind blowing. He hurriedly shrank and tried his best to pounce on the side. Although there was severe pain in his chest that had been injured by Xiao Hua's bone-tempering, it was important to escape at this time, so how could he care about it? (To be continued)
Chapter completed!