Under the moonlight.

In front of the ancient temple in the wilderness, a pile of bonfires was burning, making a "crackling" sound from time to time.

The fat Taoist straightened up suddenly, looked at a certain person with relief, his eyebrows twitched.

"Senior brother, why do I feel so restless on a whim?"

Daoist people pay attention to the kung fu of sitting still and calming down. Snakes and turtles, orifices store essence, qi enters the abdomen, and spirit returns to the body. Sitting in a dry state for a day and a night is naturally motionless.

But at this moment, the fat Daoist's blood was impetuous in his body, and he couldn't calm down for a long time, obviously something was abnormal.

The thin Taoist looked at the horizon with an indifferent expression.

"In the dark, cause and effect are intertwined, and when you form a fate, you will naturally feel it."

"You mean..." The fat Taoist was moved and blurted out.

"The doom of your little apprentice has come."

When the fat Taoist heard this, his brows trembled slightly: "Senior brother, you said that he has a deep fortune, so he should be able to get through it."

"Should be able to get through..." The fat Taoist repeated it again.

The thin Daoist shook his head: "You little apprentice has a lot of luck... But the way to practice is to fight for your life with the heavens. God has given you luck, but you have to kill yourself. If you have both, you will not control your own destiny... "

"Brother, what do you mean?"

"With luck, there will be doomsday, the entrance of life and death, let's see fortune!"

The long voice echoed in front of the ancient temple, swaying with the bonfire.

The thin and thin Taoist slowly closed his eyes, his body undulating, his breathing was long, and everything could not leave ripples in his heart.

The fat Taoist remained silent, looking at the swaying bonfire in front of him, his mung bean-like eyes flashed with worry.

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Ping An Town.

Inside the Wang residence.

At this moment, Wang Xiaoyi was as flustered as a gorilla whose banana was taken away, restless.

He originally thought that the dooms mentioned by the master were just some illusions before the breakthrough, confusing the mind.

Wang Xiaoyi never dreamed that just when he was about to step into the Four Transformations of the Refinement Realm, a snake demon would appear and regard him as his prey.

"It's been a long time since I enjoyed such delicious flesh and blood." Ming Jianbo stuck out his long tongue, and his icy pupils glowed with brilliance.

Originally, he was only instructed to come to Ping'an Town to explore the way, and by the way, he took away the Yuyao Sizhensi here.

Who would have thought that when passing through this place, one would feel a burst of vitality, the spirit of the soul would fluctuate, and the blood would be ready.

This is a sign that he is about to step into the Four Transformations of the Refining Realm.

For monsters, such practitioners are the best delicacy. Their flesh and blood are extremely nourishing, which can improve Taoism and save years of hard work.

This is also the quickest way to practice.

However, since stepping into the Sha level, Ming Yunzi began to suppress Ming Jianbo intentionally, and stopped letting him devour human beings and recklessly enjoy flesh and blood.

Because the sha-level monsters are enough to attract the attention of the Yu Yaosi, misbehaving and slaughtering will definitely lead to unnecessary trouble.

In fact, before he stepped into the Sha level, those human beings were also caught by Ming Yunzi for him to enjoy and help him improve his cultivation.

Ming Jianbo is the heir left before Ming Yunzi's corpse reincarnation.

After the latter was reincarnated and awakened, he retrieved Ming Jianbo, who was still a little monster in the barren mountains, took him with him, cultivated himself, and even captured humans as a great medicine for them to enjoy and cultivate.

For Ming Yunzi, this snake demon was his parent and son, and he didn't know how much effort was spent to help him gather evil and transform evil into such a realm.

Even, Ming Yunzi secretly passed down many Taoist methods and let him practice.

This makes Ming Jianbo a worthy monster in Pingjiang City.

In the small town of Ping An, without the suppression of Ming Yunzi, enjoying a delicious blood meal is nothing at all.

Thinking of this, Ming Jianbo laughed out loud, and with a violent force in his hand, he was about to tear Wang Xiaoyi apart.

Wang Xiaoyi only felt a pain in his shoulder, and a strange force was used, and his heart skipped a beat, knowing that this time he was doomed.

rumbling...

Suddenly, a thunderous sound resounded, sweeping the mighty, and all directions moved.

Ming Jianbo's complexion changed suddenly, the demonic energy in his body rose to the sky, and he automatically resisted.

These thunder sounds are brilliant and majestic, vast and nameless.

"The blood is really hot..." Ming Jianbo's eyes froze suddenly, looking towards the corner.

As a snake demon, his perception is extremely sharp, and when someone is close, he is ignorant.

rumbling...

The sound of thunder became louder and louder, and the blood flowed, causing such a sound, which changed with the wonderful syllables.

The mysterious frequency immediately attracted Wang Xiaoyi's blood and energy to return to his orifices, and the pores of his whole body burst open, the fleshly body activated, and the dragon and the tiger met.

The whole body is immersed in its own changes, the six gods are closed, and they cannot be heard or heard.

"Who?" Ming Jianbo's expression darkened.

This person's methods of scaring demons, thundering incantations, and pure yang are extremely fierce. Not only did he feel jealous, but in a flash, he even helped the boy in front of him to break through the profound entrance, and his transformation was imminent.

"Ping'an Town is really not peaceful recently."

An indifferent voice came from the corner.

Zhou Dao walked out slowly in a commoner's clothes.

The full moon in the middle of the night, in the courtyard.

He strolled over, his eyes long, and fell on Ming Jianbo.

"Huh? Who are you?" Ming Jianbo's pupils shrank.

He didn't expect that the master hiding in the dark was so young?

Obviously, this is not the Lord Zhensi of Yu Yaosi.

But in Ping'an Town, besides Wang Xuanzhi, are there other masters of the Eight Transformations of the Refinement Realm? Still this age?

This is very different from the information he has obtained.

"Where did you come from, the little demon, dare to kill people in Ping'an Town?" Zhou Dao didn't answer, he walked in front of Wang Xiaoyi, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

Obviously, he did not intend to let this snake demon go.

What kind of reward would a shaman-level monster be offered as a sacrifice to the ancestors? Just thinking about it, Zhou Dao couldn't wait.

"Little demon!?" Ming Jianbo laughed angrily.

What kind of monster is he?

Famous in Pingjiang City, across the South Fragrant Mountains, whether it is a monster or a monk, who does not know the fierce name of his [Little Black Cloud Lord] Ming Jianbo?

Since he became famous, no one dared to call him a little demon.

For that alone, the death penalty has already been committed.

"I haven't eaten a master of the Eight Transformations of Refining Realm yet. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com" Ming Jianbo's mouth lifted, revealing a cruel smile.

His body twisted violently, as if there were no bones, turned into a line, and flew to Zhou Dao in an instant.

Boneless Snapshot! "

"This is... Inner God's Art of War!?" Zhou Dao couldn't help but be moved.

What this monster used turned out to be an inner magic weapon, and it turned the demon into this inner magic weapon.

Transformed into a shadow like a line, walking on a square inch.

hum…

Ming Jianbo shot ruthlessly, his right hand slammed horizontally, the surging demonic energy surging, turned into a three-foot cold light, and pierced the heart.

"The fang knife hand!"

Another technique of inner magic, compared to the boneless skimming technique, this one smashes bones and cuts flesh, specializing in killing.

With this move, I do not know how many masters died in the hands of Ming Jianbo.

"Looking for death!" Zhou Dao's murderous intention was revealed.

As soon as he raised his hand, the sword light shot into the sky, and the Jiangyuan Spirit Peach Wood Sword appeared in his hand! !