A deep passage appeared in front of the people.

The layout of this passage is somewhat familiar, as if it is the same as the magic site at the bottom of the Magic Lake, but it is slightly different.On the glittering stone wall, there are countless statues of people carved, the ancient costume is strange, the face is ugly, the face is bleak, and the eyes are watching the door.

A depressing and dreary breath emanated from the passage, I felt a little cold, the blood drop in my body seemed to sense something, became restless, and some excitement, I hurriedly smoothed this dry heat with the true spirit of the four lakes.

Murong Baiyun looked coldly at the passage, not afraid, carrying a long sword and stepping in.The gatekeepers were a little self-confessed masters of martial arts, and followed behind him more than ten feet.

It was evening and the sky was dark.

Murong Baiyun had just stepped out three or four steps, and the statue on the stone wall seemed to produce induction, and it seemed to take the wall out.

A glimmer of light came out of the eyes of the stone statue on the left, as if the ghost saw through the world, with a hint of compassion, came to the outside of the passage, and Murong Baiyun took the brunt.

Come to Murong Baiyun three or four feet in front of the body, Murong Baiyun green sword a bright light, a sword split the past, the dark light cut into two paragraphs, let out a desolate shivering.

Murong Baiyun snorted, pretending to be a ghost!

This shrilling sound, as if to awaken nearly a hundred stone statues on the stone wall, opened their eyes, with anger, fear and cruel bloody killing.

Murong Baiyun Road, but the mutilated hundred ghosts at night, but also want to trap someone?Two hundred years ago, Lu Chunyang killed you with a sword, and I don't mind letting you die again.

The passageway is full of feelings of repression, so that people can not take a step forward.In the passage, the sound of ghosts crying wolves began to wailing, and a number of ghost-like shadows drifted out of the stone wall, fancied all kinds of visions, rushing to Murong Baiyun.

Murong Baiyun in the hand of the green sword white light soared, the body also emits a weak light, the left hand finger knotted a handprint, the green sword cut the illusion through the past, drink, break.

The shadows that rushed to the front were split into two, and a few screams, they dispersed.The darkness became unusually noisy, the shrieking, the howling of wolves, the sound of ghosts, and the sound of ghosts, and it was as if they were in the midst of eighteen levels of hell.

More and more shadows broke the stone wall and rushed up in spite of everything.

Every step forward, Murong Baiyun waved a sword, and the momentum became more and more fierce, and the shadow of being broken by the green sword was like losing his soul, and he hurried away.

The white cloud was not moved at all, and he walked forward without hesitation.In the middle of the passage, Murong Baiyun seemed to sense something and stopped.

A sigh came from the end of the passage.

A huge statue at the end of the stone wall opened its eyes, and at the end of the darkness, two dark red lights blazed, and a mutilated figure slowly drifted out of the stone wall.

The shadow that had fled before was suddenly cold, and they attached the shadow to the shadow.The body of the remnant gradually became clear, the illusion of two feet how tall the human form, holding an illusory serpentine weapon, standing at the end of the passage like the sky.

The shadow of the weapon, obliquely pointing to the white cloud of Murong.

Murong Baiyun's face was calm, a light whistling, suddenly speeding up, the white light on the body in the passage of a shadow, the green sword radiant, the sky leaped up three feet how high, rushed to the dark figure stabbed.

A sword is nothing.

The shadow was slightly shaken, and Murong Baiyun could not hit it, and he quickly returned to five or six feet.

Murong Baiyun said word for word, the sky clouds like white clothes, S must change like a dog.Murong Baiyun's body moved slightly, and the green sword trembled at a very high frequency in his hand, and the white light shone brightly.

Suddenly, Murong Baiyun must be exhausted, the figure is two, two illusions are four, and four illusions are eight.

There was actually eight Murong Baiyun's figure in the passageway, and the eight-person shadow showed eight different sword moves, floating in the air, attacking the apparition from different angles.

The 崆峒峒青西 west of the yuppie and the death of the dynamite master are too surprised, three thousand swords!

The Buddha has three thousand faces, and the people are one and the same.It is said that cultivation to the highest level can illusion up thousands of Fa-body, unlimited power, can cut the fairy.But from the beginning, the three thousand-phase sword method has never been in the world, and it is impossible to imagine that Murong Baiyun has actually cultivated into eight phases.

Two, three, three, three-life.Incarnate the two phases is the most difficult method of cultivation, which is the change of the quality of cultivation, and the subsequent two lives, four, four and eight are the second thresholds, after breaking through the eight phases, the extreme Fa phase is three thousand, but the accumulation of quantity.

Xiaosheng Jianghu had tested this sword law, and finally came to the conclusion that this law did not work.But no one thought that Murong Baiyun had actually repaired this sword method to the eight phases.

No wonder he took Yangdan with great trouble to seize Yangdan, and if he really got this Dan and cultivated into a three-thousand-phase sword, he was not his opponent.

The eight shadows pass through the phantom, the eight are one, and the Murong Baiyun stands proudly in the passage.

The phantom made a fussful scream, the red eyes gradually dimmed, and nearly a hundred shadows fled to escape back to the statue in the stone wall.

Hipmp.

A loud cry sounded, and nearly a hundred ghosts flew annihilated.

The people were shocked and the people were shocked.But I found that his right hand with a green sword was slightly trembling, which seemed to consume a great repair.However, in a few breaths, the white clouds of Murong looked like the beginning.

Hundred Nights, but that’s all.

Come to the end of the passage, pick up the stairs, come to the altar of magic, the temple of light.

The tyrants saw that Murong Baiyun was powerful and rushed to keep up, fearing to miss this inhuman battle.

Under the dome, a black and white two seven-and-eight-high gods stood in the main hall of light, the black statues were full of faces, and the white stone statues were kind-eyed, and it was Manichae that the two true gods, the dark gods and the God of light.

Below the two statues is a black lotus throne.

A beautiful purple woman sitting on the throne, with a calm face looking at Murong Baiyun, it is the little witch Ji Junbi that I miss day and night.The two old, the eight ten-way hidden people, and the lady who are dragging the ground are divided.

I felt a warm heart and took a step forward.Ji Junbi gave birth to the senses, looked at me, smiled, and shook his head again, indicating that I did not want to go over.

He looked at Murong Baiyun calmly, and you finally came.

Murong Baiyun came to the main hall, holding the sword in his right hand, and lost his back with one hand, and asked, What about your master?

The two old devils laugh, what about your wife?

The white clouds, what?

Face paralysis, hey, Murong little fox is not polite, see the saint unsettled, but asked the magic to drive, this is not knowingly asked?You know that the devil is not in Putuo Mountain, and you are still pretending to be here, false and saying hello.

No eyebrows, that is, yes!If the demon honors his old man, you are eight Murong Baiyun, and you do not dare to come to my holy altar to make trouble.It is true that his old man is now sleeping with your wife in Murong Heights!

The face of paralysis, it is extreme, it is extreme!Ouyang beads are yellow, they look fine skinned meat, change to me, will love day and night, this little fox has gone to cultivate what three thousand swords, it is a waste of Ouyang beads a good leather bag ah.

The white clouds snorted coldly, full of nonsense.

The group of heroes saw that the demon taught the second old language was filthy, and they all blamed, Kunlun's boss, He Rice Road, Madame Murong's talent, is Wulinqi Woman, you two ugly ghosts will defile her!

You’re still talking to her, don’t you sleep with her?He rice was robbed of white, the beard of the air flew, choked, vomited sputum.

The drag-and-daught woman was furious, spitting, and fined ten dollars!With a mop to waving the rice, only to go halfway, Murong Baiyun gently sleeves, the woman flew out, the corner of the mouth ooze blood.

Murong Baiyun laughed, you demonic evil, maim loyalty, provoke the martial forest anger, today the Lord came here, it is to get justice for the people in the martial forest.If the devil is not here, and you are honored here, this justice will say and listen to you!

Ji Junbi smiled indifferently, bright and moving, said that the Murong League Lord this word is bad, my holy people have always been pious and law-abiding, and the people in my holy religion have always been a godly and law-abiding person, and the teachings are discouraging the world, actively doing good deeds, and not long ago, we can't afford the crimes listed by the court.Dare to ask the lord of Murong, can my holy religion take your field in the martial forest, or steal your wife and daughter?

I secretly smiled, in the past, Ji Junbi was famous for being fierce and fierce, and she did not expect to see it for half a year, and she actually became so dazzling in a purple dress, and talked with Murong Baiyun without fear, not by Guan Er.

Before Murong Baiyun spoke, Kunlun sent He Dao to scold, demonic demonic, everyone got it and ridiculed it, the allied master and this little witch nonsense, everyone went on together, chopped them!

Ji Jun chirped, with long sleeves light cover the corners of the mouth, laughing, this should be Kunlun school what leader of rice, right?He led the management of the northwest for many years, can not think of the martial arts did not grow, the mouth of the effort also regressed.It makes no sense to speak.

What kind of rice swears, what is the reason for you, a witch?

Ji Junbi nodded, and yes, since you are not reasonable, our holy religion will naturally not reason.I would like to ask what leader, from Kunlun to Putuoshan, how long have you been gone?

Why are you asking this?

Ji Junbi, I am not worried about your Kunlun successor, early in the first month of the sixth morning, you bought a sugar gourd, with your six-year-old and three-month-old bastard He barley farewell, said to come to Jiangnan to drop the demon, but also from Jiangnan to buy the best sugar gourd, is it not?

What kind of rice face has changed, how do you know?

Ji Jun smiled and said with a smile, he said with a smile, He the leader is a practitioner of the world, but in Kunlun Xianshan married an aunt, gave birth to a fat boy, we holy church heard that he likes to eat sugar gourd, so he took the front foot of the head, our holy cult of the green dragon church, then picked a pick Jiangnan picked fresh pomegranate, sent to the noble school.I was thinking, that thing so sour, will eat bad teeth?

The rice was like a deflated ball, sitting on the ground.