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    "Old ghost, no wonder you can only cultivate ghost immortality. Now I don't want to compete with you. I want your life. There are no red tapes. The most important thing is to survive and win. You should be ready to accept the move!" Heilong said!  With a ferocious laugh, in an instant, a huge force burst out from his body, like a sudden violent wind, sweeping across the surrounding sky. The unparalleled power was truly extraordinary.  .?????? Although Xue Mu has a top-notch cultivation level, he was suddenly attacked by the black dragon's momentum. He couldn't help but feel a little surprised. He never expected that this fat man who looked inconspicuous would have such a tyrannical cultivation level.  Because, however, he is also a ruthless person, and he knows in his heart that when things have progressed to this point, no matter whether he wins or loses, he can no longer retreat. At that moment, he snorted coldly: "Despicable villain, he is indeed worthy of being from a famous family.  He says one thing on the surface, but secretly he is not as unscrupulous as our demons. He is so fucking sanctimonious. If you want to kill me, there is no way!" As he spoke, strange runes appeared on the wooden staff in his hand.  Scenes of strange and eerie scenes appeared, reflecting the dark and sinister aura floating in the living room, making people feel as if they had fallen into the Nine Nether Hells.  The black dragon didn't use any weapons. He just put his hands together. Suddenly, streams of black water, like water dragons, gathered around his body. In the blink of an eye, the evil spirit in the air was swept away.  It shook violently and turned into a curtain of water all over the sky, surging.  "Rumble" was like a boundless turbulent wave suddenly rising above the sea. The sinister energy surged angrily in all directions. Xue Mu's skinny body could not help but tremble, but it did not receive any real impact.  In the sense of hurt, he smiled ferociously and said in a serious voice: "Hmph, although your Xuanyin Black Water is powerful, it's a pity that you want to disperse my rootless evil spirit, but it is a bit too whimsical. Although  This thing is extremely lethal to foreign objects, but I am a human now, not a wandering demon. What can Xuanyin Black Water do to me?" "You will know later if I can do anything to you!" Black Dragon stretched out his fingers.  The roots are erected, touching the void, and controlling the black water of Xuanyin. One after another is like a water dragon, twisting and circling in the mid-air, clashing in all directions, and constantly coming and going in the endless evil energy.  impact.  Xuemu waved the wooden staff in his hand, and the dark green light couldn't help flashing. He smiled coldly: "Stop talking nonsense, let you see the power of my Netherworld Staff!" As he spoke, the green wooden staff in his hand flashed.  In the middle, a strange light that chilled the entire body suddenly surged out, carrying infinite sinister energy, tangled into a bundle, broke through the impact of the Xuanyin black water, and rushed straight towards the black dragon.  As the saying goes, the immortal way is always good for itself, and the ghost way is always bad for itself. Although ghosts and immortals do not deliberately pursue sinisterness in their practice, their own attributes have destined that the techniques they practice are very sinister.  Viciousness, if pursued, can reach an unimaginable level, just like Xiang Yang, the thousand-year-old drought demon. In order to deal with Lingshan Buddhism, he practiced unparalleled demonic skills, and with the help of the right time and place, even Buddhism  Even the glazed Buddha light from the Seven Treasures Tree, the most precious treasure of the Sect, could not restrain him, which showed how dangerous it was.  The blood tree in front of him is obviously not a kind person. To say that he has not deliberately practiced some of the vicious and vicious techniques of the ghost is worse than farting. He has even used ancient forbidden techniques, let alone the ghost.  Those vicious and sinister techniques must have been practiced to the point of perfection.  Seeing the attack of the Netherworld Staff, although the black dragon was not afraid, he did not dare to underestimate it. Such ghost weapons were often very powerful and very strange. Although he was the Six Tribulations True Dragon, he was not afraid of it.  Excluding the possibility of capsizing in the gutter, with the arrogance of his dragon clan, he would not allow such a thing to happen.  "Bang!" Under the control of the black dragon, the Xuanyin black water quickly condensed and blocked the Netherworld Staff. The black dragon moved his feet and took a step back.  The blood wood movement was as fast as a ghost, and his body was exuding green energy. He groaned, as if he had already calculated the black dragon's move, and struck with his backhand, and the Netherworld Staff swept across the black dragon's chest.  The black dragon frowned, and the black water of Xuanyin condensed, turning into a dark water curtain, blocking him in front of him. The moment the Nether Staff struck, he took ten steps back and stood beside the wall.  Although this Netherworld Staff was not a treasure from heaven and earth, it gave him a very dangerous omen.  Xuemu saw the black dragon being forced back by him, and the sinister aura on his body became even stronger. His eyes were filled with fierce light, and he said in a serious voice: "Today, I want all of you to die without a burial place!" On the other side, Uncle Zhu and  Uncle Zhu and Third Uncle were still rolling and beating, making a clanging and crackling noise, knocking down the tables and chairs. Looking at the chaotic scene, Zhu Wenwen shouted nervously: "Second Uncle, Third Uncle, please stop fighting.  ! Stop fighting!" Zhu Zhixing hid aside in fear, even though he was Uncle Zhu's son, at this moment,Zhu Wenwen had no intention of stepping forward to help Uncle Zhu, and just stood there blankly, not knowing what to do. When Zhu Wenwen saw that her shouting had no effect, she quickly shouted to Zhu Zhixing: "Cousin, please persuade me."  Your father and third uncle, stop it!" At this moment, Zhu Zhixing was already frightened by the ghosts created by Xuemu. He stared with frightened eyes, shook his head and said: "Father, I will definitely do it in the future.  Listen to you, don't be angry with me, don't kill me! I am your son, I am with you!" The more Zhu Wenwen shouted, the more frightened he became, and he couldn't stop himself.  He started to tremble, watching the two of them fighting desperately, indifferently.  Uncle Zhu Second and Third Uncle Zhu were both physically strong, and obviously rarely did strenuous exercise. But at this moment, they were both beaten to death. Their whole bodies looked really scarred and embarrassed, and they were completely different from their usual appearance.  His graceful and noble demeanor, seen from a distance, looks like two wailing wolves on the verge of death, biting and fighting each other.  "Ah -" Suddenly, a red light suddenly appeared, blood splattered, and then a miserable howl was heard from the second uncle Zhu's mouth. The third uncle Zhu was riding on the second uncle Zhu's body, holding a broken stone sculpture in both hands, and smashed the second uncle Zhu.  On the forehead, the place where the stone sculpture was broken was as sharp as a knife. It smashed Uncle Zhu's head to pieces, causing blood and flesh to bleed into pieces. There was a thumping sound, and the ground shook.  At this time, Uncle Zhu was looking like a madman. His face was spattered with blood, his face was ferocious, his eyes were wide open, and while he was fighting hard, he couldn't help shouting ferociously: "I want you to kill me!"  Let you kill me! I'll kill you first! Kill you!" Uncle Zhu stared, his body was stiff, and he was shaking due to the impact of Uncle Zhu, but he was unable to raise his arms to defend himself. There was blood all over his body.  Can't survive.  Seeing this, Zhu Wenwen couldn't help being shocked. At this time, she couldn't care about anything else. She rushed behind Uncle Zhu, hugged him tightly, and cried: "Uncle, stop! Stop it! Stop it!"  Go down, you will kill the second uncle!" The cry was loud. Unfortunately, at this moment, the third uncle Zhu was already crazy. He was hugged by Zhu Wenwen, and he immediately turned around and threw Zhu Wenwen away with a strong force.  After falling out, Zhu Wenwen's head hit the wall, and blood immediately flowed out.  Uncle Zhu had just woken up a little at this time. He was panting, weak all over, and his eyes were stiff, staring at Uncle Zhu who was lying on the ground. At this moment, Uncle Zhu was breathing rapidly, coughing violently, and vomiting plasma from his mouth. He was also looking at Uncle Zhu, with an innocent look on his face.  , his lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but couldn't, his eyes were very complicated.  "Uh" It's pitiful that a master of the Zhu family who was involved in the business world just died with his eyes open. Uncle Zhu's expression was dull, he took off the stone carving in his hand and killed his brother with his own hands. At this moment, his heart was like a river.  It set off boundless stormy waves.  Seeing that Uncle Zhu Er was dead, Xuemu not only did not have the slightest worry, but showed a ferocious smile on his face. He stared at Uncle Zhu Third with his eyes, and said solemnly: "Kill Mr. Zhu Er, as his loyal  My subordinates, I want to avenge him!" Chi Jing moved his feet, and a dazzling purple sword light suddenly appeared in his backhand. Mo Xie's divine sword was in his hand, and the boundless sword pressure spread out, and he shouted in a sweet voice: "Guang Tian!  Under the sun, how can you be allowed to commit murder and hurt people in the capital? " But Heilong, fearing that the world would not be in chaos, shouted: "If you tell him any nonsense, just kill him with a sword. How can you deal with such an evil old ghost?  What rules are you telling him?" "Hey," Xuemu said with a strange laugh, his eyes glowed with a strange green light, and he looked at the red eyes in front of him and said with a ferocious smile: "You are so beautiful, little girl.  Wait until I am the last one to kill you!" As he spoke, he glanced at Zhu Wenwen again, with an ugly smile on his face: "And you, you are both beautiful, wait a minute, I will definitely make you die.  ! " " Damn it, you are looking for death! " A woman's bottom line cannot be violated, especially for a top female master in the spiritual world, Xuemu's words undoubtedly triggered a violent crisis.  The super-large bomb was like a volcano erupting, and a wave of sword intent was like a hurricane sweeping across. The waves spread out. In just a moment, it filled the entire living room. At this moment, the temperature dropped by dozens of people.  degrees, like the coming of winter
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