New White Snake Asking Immortals

Zheyun Ridge.

Manling Crossing is cloudy and smoky, mountain streams are white and waterfalls are roaring, a winding mountain road between dense forests and canyons is looming, snow-white mist drifts through the green mountains and forests, and the wind is very light.

The bright sun shines through the branches and leaves.

Wisps of light illuminate the moss and flowers on the ground.

The forest is full of vitality, and the sika deer walks leisurely on the moss. The background is dark, and the tall antlers are extraordinarily dreamy in the light.

Suddenly, the darkness covered the sun and brought dullness, and depressing dark clouds rolled in...

Endless dark clouds gradually enveloped the entire Cloud-Shielding Mountain Range.

It was still bright on the other side of the mountains.

Paddy fields on slopes.

The dark man in rough clothes straightened his back to wipe his sweat, pulled his sweaty feet out of the muddy rice field, stepped on the field ridge with his big feet, washed the mud in the ditch, and carried the green grass back to the village. The big yellow dog led the way happily wagging its tail. The rice seedlings are green in the rice fields.

The yellow dog leading the way barked suddenly, staring at the Ruyun mountain range with embarrassment.

The man carrying the grass looked up, dumbfounded.

The towering mountains became dim, and the dark clouds like ink were oppressing, the boundary between the black sky and the blue sky was obvious, and the black clouds rolled forward!

Wiping his unshaven and rough face, he ran home quickly.

Run back to the fence gate.

"Meow!"

The rough man was startled by his own black cat.

The black cat, which is slightly smaller than a dog, hisses at the house with its fizzy tail and scratches the ground with its thick four paws. It is very vicious. However, the thatched hut that has already smelled delicious food in the past is very quiet. There is no smoke from the chimney, and the man has a bad feeling in his heart. premonition...

The big yellow dog is also barking into the house...

The door was left open, and the wife crouched in a corner and whispered in the dark room.

Take a closer look.

"Come... come, someone..."

There was an accident in the village, and the neighbors gathered outside the fence to whisper, holding knives, forks and sticks, and some people brought ashes from the incense burner of the earth temple at the entrance of the village. The young man held the rough man back to the house.

At this moment, darkness over the mountains enveloped the village, and the glare of the sun was blocked by dark clouds.

"Look!"

The village woman in the house trembled for no reason, as if she wanted to run but couldn't move.

This scene made Mr. Banhangzi at a loss, the grapefruit leaf and peach wood stick didn't work but he was frightened into this look, could it be... not good!

Turn around with a feeling in my heart.

I saw a girl in white with long hair on the mountain road behind the village.

I was still at the old willow tree just now, and in the blink of an eye, I reached the threshold stone, which is light and light, like the handsome mountain ghost in the legend of the older generation.

Wild grass mountain road.

Bai Yujun's beautiful eyes turned and saw the village.

After a little thought, he went straight to the village, tapped the leaves of grass and branches with his toes in order to drive quickly, and drove lightly with his light kung fu, but actually followed the traces of evil cultivation all the way, and happened to find some clues.

Mr. Banhangzi was so frightened that his whole body tensed up, he was struggling to breathe and could not speak.

Perhaps thinking that human beings need sunshine, Bai Yujun opened a hole in the dark clouds to sprinkle light on the village.

More and more villagers saw the 'mountain ghost'.

Silently, the girl in the white skirt stood outside the fenced courtyard. She was so beautiful that she was not like the world. The young men who were full of blood were almost dumbfounded, and they couldn't take their eyes off it.

Step forward lightly.

The villagers involuntarily gave way.

Boom~

The guy holding the ashes of the incense burner was stunned and the jar fell to the ground.

With a click, the jar shattered, and the ashes from the censer were scattered all over the place.

The sun shining through the holes in the black clouds was very warm.

at the same time.

The gentleman standing at the front stared round, staring at the ground so hard that he didn't even dare to faint.

Shadows on the ground!

It was still a human-shaped shadow before, but after the censer ashes were sprinkled, it turned into a long horn on the head and a tail behind it. How can this be a human being!

A certain white smiled at the old man, his smile was warm and sweet.

The old man followed suit, laughing uglier than crying.

Walking into the room, he stretched out his hand and grabbed a gray crooked figure from the woman.

Grabbing his hands, pinching, flattening and rounding, as if he was looking for something, he disappeared from the place and left the village with a slight sway, and locked the breath of a certain evil cultivator through the evil spirit squeezed into a ball,

Evil cultivators are like pathogens, releasing toxins wherever they go, intentionally or unintentionally.

There are many things that can be distinguished by this thing.

"You can't escape..."

The burning flame in the palm of the hand burns out evil spirits.

Rubbing her face vigorously with her little hands, she turned into a freckled female ranger with a bamboo flute on her waist.

Crossing the Zheyun Ridge is already within the sphere of influence of the Xia Clan. Theoretically, the realm of the Immortal Monarch is governed by the Heavenly Court, but the rules may change when the Heavenly Court is weak, and Bai Yujun's aura is completely hidden.

Demons have no scruples.

Fleeing along the road harmed countless living beings, and they were not stopped by the Xia clan.

Ponds full of dead fish, forests full of dead birds under the trees, haunted villages, another problem is that the earth temples and mountain temples are all empty...

The imperial power is weak, and the warlords are too big to lose.

It is difficult to dispatch mountain gods and land gods in non-controlled areas, and the small temples built by the people are empty.

After three days of tracking.

The evil god parted ways with the other three evil cultivators.

Bai Yujun locked on one of them.

...

Underground Rift Black Market.

In a dark corner where evil cultivators gather, dim yellow white paper lanterns flicker on and off. In the dark city, not only evil cultivators, but also evil spirits and demons are mixed in. They do not interfere with each other, and divide the areas according to their strength. They all went their own way, and there was a strong aura of wind and sand in Huangquan.

In the deepest part of the black market, a figure wearing a tattered cloak walked into the secret room.

Close the door and activate the formation to seal it.

Taking off the cloak, one can see that his whole body is full of scars, and the bloody heart can even be seen beating through the wounds. The wounds burned by the dragon flames are difficult to heal.

The wounds caused by some ferocious beasts are difficult to heal, among which the divine beasts are the most difficult.

"Ahem..."

Covering the wound with his hand, coughing and unable to straighten his waist, he stumbled and rummaged through the pile of bottles and jars looking for something.

Crackling and shattering all over the ground, the Xieyi heart inside the bloody ribs was beating violently.

"Not this... nor this..."

"Where do you put it!"

Anxious, raging, roaring at the top of his lungs.

Find a Black Clay Pot after smashing many special containers.

Finally found it, opened the seal with trembling hands, grabbed a handful of black powder and sprinkled it on the wound, the gray-black gas adhered to the wound and wiped away the remaining dragon flames.

"call……"

Slipping limply and sitting on the ground, he breathed a sigh of relief.

When he showed his face, he could see that half of his face had been corroded, leaving only blood-red muscles and pale teeth.

Sprinkle powder on face again.

The evil cultivators are not as fearless as they seem. If they are injured, other evil cultivators cannot find the traces, otherwise they are very likely to die in the hands of their peers. They have been burned by the dragon flames and have endured so much until now that they dare to attack. The evil way scolded each one severely countless times.

There was only one oil lamp in the dark secret room, and the dark green flame flickered.

Xie Xiu, who was facing the oil lamp with his back, suddenly froze. There was another shadow beside his own shadow on the wall in front of him, but he couldn't feel anything...

That shadow has a pair of dragon horns!

over...

His shoulders sank slightly.

"Tell me, where is the evil plague god?"

With the cold wind blowing on his back, Xiexiu swallowed hard with a grunt in his throat.

"In...in Kuocheng..."

Crash!

Xie Xiu lowered his head and saw a small white hand piercing his chest, holding the beating heart in his hand, he squeezed it hard, and it was crushed into rotten flesh with a puff.

Incandescent flames engulfed it into a human torch, and the evil fiend burned to a heap of ashes.

"Sorry, I will let you off next time."

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