Chapter 447 (1/2)

Sishui road is a little far from luoyuling.

Although Ye Yusheng and Nishida Gong all the way, when they arrived here, it was already two days later.

With the afterglow of hope, the whole luoyuling seems to be covered with a layer of Jinsha.

Luoyu mountain is indeed a mountain. There is a forest at the foot of the mountain. However, the forest has been destroyed. There are blood and corpses everywhere, and there is a trace of death.

”Well?”

Smelling the dead air in the air, Ye's brows wrinkled tightly for the rest of his life. The breath was similar to that of suppression in his heaven and earth bag, but it was quite different.

But one thing is the same: both of them are very evil.

”Go

Without any hesitation, ye Yusheng rushed directly into the woods and rushed to the top of the mountain.

At the moment, the mountain top of luoyuling is full of lights. Countless torches and night pearls interweave together, making the mountain top shine like day.

Bursts of fierce noise from the top of the mountain into the two people's ears, let the rest of his life more anxious.

”There must be no accident.” He could only pray in his heart.

Since he got the news from Dongfang Wenxia, he has been on the road without stopping. He doesn't want any accident in Dongfang Wenxia. Even though his brother is now known as the plague ghost, he is still his brother for the rest of his life.

Feeling the noise from the top of the mountain, a strong killing opportunity suddenly appeared in his eyes.

If Dongfang asks Xia to have nothing to say, once something happens, he wants everyone here to bury his brother with him.

Next to the west field bow feeling by his body kill intention, but in the heart has no origin of a surprise.

……

Luoyuling peak.

Luoyuling was originally a place for the cultivation of demons. Although it was a Taoist orthodoxy, it also had the fragrance of Daoism.

At the moment, the magic gate Taoist temple has completely collapsed into ruins.

Countless warriors surrounded the ruins, surrounded by two figures of crazy fighting in the middle.

One of them is the Oriental monk with a coffin on his back, while the other is a demon monk wearing a black Taoist robe. His accomplishments are at the level of the real soul state. He holds a whisk and fights with the Oriental monk Xia.

But if I look at it carefully, the strong one in the true soul state is actually in the inferior position.

”Chi!”

The dust blows down with a strong force, and directly pulls out a gully from the top of the mountain, and a black dust shadow falls down and draws to the head of the plague ghost.

However, the East asked Xia to raise his hand and ”pa” sound. The soft dust blowing shadow was caught in his hand, and then he suddenly grasped it.

”Bang!”

Then the palm of the hand reached forward again and seized the dust.

Magic Xiu's face changed greatly, and he quickly released the whisk. He didn't care about this treasure of Xuanpin, such as my shoes.

At the moment when he let go of his hand, the dust was suddenly covered with gray and black breath. Almost in the blink of an eye, a layer of bubbles filled on a Xuanpin treasure ware.

These bubbles are full of rotten smell, and then they break with a ”Bo” sound, and thick water drips from the dust, blowing the dust The plague was so clean that only a pool of thick water fell to the ground.