At the end of the sky, the sunset altar.

This picture is mysterious and mysterious, revealing an ancient and mysterious artistic conception, conveying strange fluctuations.

Zhou Dao only saw a corner and suddenly woke up.

Time is like water, eternal moment.

At that glance, he seemed to have experienced a long life, and it seemed that he was only in a moment.

"What is that?" Zhou Dao was stunned.

That picture was like a brand mark, which remained in the depths of his memory forever and could never be erased.

In the room, a faint fragrance rose up and filled the air.

Zhou Dao has experienced an unprecedented baptism, his body is sore, every inch of flesh and blood seems to be tempered, the pure Yang relic in the dantian completely dissipated and turned into the limbs.

Before he knew it, he actually stepped into the realm of the fourth realm of real fire.

"So fast?" Zhou Dao couldn't believe it.

For him, in the blink of an eye, he actually broke through the realm, and there was almost no sign.

This is even more incredible than entering the state of [Heaven and Man as One], which is simply a miracle.

"Is it really the ancestor's manifestation?" Zhou Dao murmured softly.

The scene just now was a rare experience for him, both mysterious and weird.

He didn't know what he saw, but one thing was certain.

The Sunset Sect is not as simple as Zhou Dao thought.

"I don't know where the master is." Zhou Dao murmured, and a trace of melancholy rose in his heart.

He has lived with his master since he was a child. After two years of separation, he often misses him.

Although the old guy is unreliable, he has also pulled him to such a large size.

He was alone, in the wind and rain outside, and Zhou Dao was thinking about it from the bottom of his heart.

"Oh... old thing, leave me alone, **** it."

Zhou Dao felt sour in his heart, scolded, waved his hand, and extinguished the candle.

In the middle of the night, even the neighbors were silent, and it was time to go to bed.

But at this moment, Zhou Dao walked out of the courtyard, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked in the direction of Yu Yaosi.

...

Inside the Imperial Demon Division.

At this time, Wang Xuanzhi entered an unprecedented realm.

Originally, he was exhausted, bound by the inner demon, his will was on the verge of collapse, and under the eyes of the inner demon, it was even worse.

However, after falling into a coma last night, a strange idea entered his mind.

When Wang Xuanzhi was in a coma, every time he thought about the past, an evil spirit would appear, burning everything and devouring everything.

The so-called purgatory is the place where the eyes of extinction can reach, whether it is the light of the past or the darkness of pain, they are all consumed together.

Empty, only oneself.

After going through purgatory, he will never die. Even if he turns into an evil spirit, he will climb out of the most desperate abyss, wander the world, and harvest the head of the great enemy.

This is the real Yaksha, any demons, demons, enemies... all will be swallowed up by it, stay in purgatory, listen to their wailing, and bear their curse.

Wang Xuanzhi...

He was destined to crawl back from purgatory.

Finally, Wang Xuanzhi, who was in a coma, experienced the pain in his memory over and over again. The evil ghost seemed to be branded, and it kept appearing in his heart...

Such bloodthirsty and vicious, ignoring curses and shackles gradually merged into the blood and bones, becoming part of his life temperament.

"I am a person who died once in purgatory. Even if I turn into an evil ghost, what's the harm..."

At this moment, Wang Xuanzhi was reborn.

His strength has not improved in any way, and his realm has never broken through at all.

But the spirit of the whole person is different. The decadent and lazy spirit in his bones has been completely refined, and the fierce and fierce spirit has grown in his heart.

"I didn't expect a blessing in disguise." Wang Xuanzhi sighed.

"Master Zhensi, you are completely awake."

At this moment, Zhang Beixuan and Chen Qinggang surrounded him.

Since he discovered Wang Xuanzhi last night, he has woken up and fell into a coma seven or eight times.

"I've made you worry." Wang Xuanzhi said with a slight smile.

For him, this night was equivalent to two lifetimes, and he was deeply moved and unable to express himself.

"Master Zhensi, this time you..." Zhang Beixuan breathed a sigh of relief, just about to speak.

rumbling...

Suddenly, a fierce breath swept over like a gust of wind.

"Today, step down the Yu Yaosi, and they all come out to die."

The roar of the tyrant soared into the sky, echoing in the sky above Ping'an Town.

Wang Xiaoyi came out of the yard and looked in the direction of Yu Yaosi in horror.

Gu Xiangling walked out of the boudoir, her face turned pale.

Wang Qingwan stood by the lake, a hint of surprise flashed in her beautiful eyes.

...

At this time, the Yu Yaosi up and down, no matter where they were in Ping'an Town, were all frightened by this terrifying aura, and they all looked in the same direction.

There, are their roots.

rumbling...

The gate of Yu Yaosi shattered violently, and the debris shot like flying knives into the wall.

A terrifying force swept up the hurricane and filled the hall.

Ming Yunzi is astonishingly domineering, with only killing intent in his eyes.

Little Heiyun Jun died in Ping'an Town with no bones left.

Everyone here is under suspicion, and none of them can be let go.

"Where is holy?"

At this moment, Wang Xuanzhi walked out.

Zhang Beixuan and Chen Qinggang followed closely behind, and they could all see that the Taoist priest in front of him was no trivial matter. With just one breath, the town of Ping An was shaken.

The terrifying coercion made them feel deep fear, and they couldn't even think of resisting at all.

This kind of fear was even deeper than what he felt in Wang Xuanzhi.

"The blood is really hot... You are Wang Xuanzhi!?" Ming Yunzi saw through Wang Xuanzhi's cultivation at a glance.

Looking at Ping'an Town, only the Town Secretary has the strength to refine the Eight Transformations.

Only Wang Xuanzhi had the ability to kill Xiaoheiyun Junming Jianbo.

"Who are you?" Wang Xuanzhi frowned.

The strength of this Taoist priest is no trivial matter, far above him.

Yu Yaosi is really unfavorable for his fleeting years, when did he provoke such a strong man?

"You don't even know me, Ming Yunzi, how dare you kill my parents?"

"what?"

Wang Xuanzhi's complexion changed slightly.

Looking at all areas of Pingjiang City, I am afraid that no one has never heard of Ming Yunzi's fierce name.

This ruthless man has always killed Wuji, and if he provokes him, the end is extremely miserable, and life is better than death.

“There must be a misunderstanding here…” Wang Xuanzhi explained.

rumbling...

Ming Yunzi stepped out, murderous.

"No matter what my misunderstandings are, in Ping'an Town, no one is innocent, and they will all be buried with them." Ming Yunzi roared sharply.

Little Heiyun-kun was originally a monster, and he came here to capture Wang Xuanzhi.

Now that he is dead in Ping'an Town, it is natural for Yu Yaosi to escape.

Ming Yunzi has always been domineering and ruthless. He captured all of them, tortured them one by one, and tortured them all, but he could not solve the hatred in his heart.

boom……

Ming Yunzi stepped out one step, the blood energy all over his body surging like a frenzy, and behind him there were six layers of Danxia flashing and dying.

"Sixth level of true fire..." Wang Xuanzhi's complexion suddenly changed.

The difference is too big, he knows that with his own strength, he can't stop this lunatic in front of him.

"Escape, escape..." Wang Xuanzhi roared sharply.

He was full of blood, and his roar was like thunder, shaking the sky over Ping'an Town.

"This is my last order, run away."

Zhang Beixuan and Chen Qinggang looked at each other without any hesitation, and fled in different directions.

With their strength, there is no use at all to stay here, leaving their lives and heading to Pingjiang City.

"How stupid!" Ming Yunzi laughed playfully.

He didn't stop it either, and his eyes fell on Wang Xuanzhi.

Tonight, no one can escape from his palm. The process of torture requires a slow taste in order to dispel the anger in his chest.

rumbling...

The scorching blood rose into the sky, reflecting the sky above Yu Yaosi.

Zhang Beixuan and Chen Qinggang turned their heads to look behind them, they gritted their teeth, blood spilled from the corners of their mouths, and their eyes were full of anger and grief.

Wang Xuanzhi was using his life to buy them time.

At this moment, Wang Xiaoyi, Gu Xiangling, Wang Qingwan, Zhao Guangming, Sima Tu... all the members of the Yuyao Division looked at the blood-filled land.

They looked sad ~lightnovelpub.net~ unable to control themselves.

Everyone knows that a powerful enemy is coming.

The Yoyo Division is over!

In the ruins, Wang Xuanzhi was covered in blood, and his arms were torn apart, revealing stony bones.

Ming Yunzi licked the corner of his mouth, grabbed his neck with one hand, lifted it up, and stared cruelly at the prey in his hands.

At this moment, he seemed to have returned to his previous life.

"Tsk tsk, it's really tenacious, and it's still not dead after taking a move from me..." Ming Yunzi grinned, and his expression gradually became crazy.

"Unfortunately, you and your subordinates will all be buried with you."

The words fell, Ming Yunzi's palm began to gradually exert force, and the vigorous blood energy slowly pressed towards Wang Xuanzhi's neck.

"So that little snake is your species."

Suddenly, an indifferent voice sounded under the moonlit night.