With great deeds and great achievements, craftsmanship is almost complete.

Still one last step away.

The Nine Nether Stones of the Formation Eyes.

Huang Xiaoyu returned to the wooden house, pinched his sword and drew a formation diagram in the void.

Wherever you pass, Guixu's corpse energy emits aura and stays in the air.

After a moment, a complex and mysterious array diagram was formed.

Huang Xiaoyu shouted coldly: "I order all heavens to return all evil spirits!"

Bang!

Slap the array map on the ground with one palm.

The formation map suddenly became larger on the ground, and in an instant, it had spread throughout the wooden house.

Above the array eye.

Huang Xiaoyu slowly put the Jiuyou Stone on.

The entire array map was blasted and lost with a flash.

The Nine Nether Stone slowly sank into the ground.

The array diagram starts from the inner circle and is slowly dissipating without a trace.

Ninety-nine eighty lines, lines are connected to each other, and there are 30,000 figures. Each figure is a small magic array. The 30,000 small magic arrays are combined and condensed, turning into 9.6 million changes.

When all the small magic arrays disappeared, no one could break this evil-induced formation except him.

With these magic circles, they can be opened and turned off at any time.

This is a big project.

Just like refining alchemy, the fire is used to temper the heavenly spirit, but when it is formed, the most important thing is to nourish the alchemy energy in vain fire.

Although it is not too much spiritual power to melt all these magic arrays, time is indispensable.

There must be no mistake in this process.

Whenever the interruption is made, the formation collapses and the evil spirit retaliates, Huang Xiaoyu will definitely be seriously injured.

Time passed day by day.

It has been seven days in a blink of an eye.

During these seven days, there were assassins in the martial arts and lakes walking in the night, entering Taoyuan, and showing their murderous intentions.

During these seven days, there was a pipa clanging. First, play a song "Yellow Spring" to kill the dead, and then play a song "Reincarnation" to cross the ghost.

Thirteen corpses were buried under a century-old peach tree. The young phoenix Situ You, who is famous for his beauty, vomited blood three times, was covered in scars, held the pipa, and guarded the door of the wooden house without retreating.

On April 25th, at the third hour of the lunar month, seven people wore Taoist robes, carried long swords on their backs, stepped on peach branches, and were as light as swallows, coming from the eaves.

On April 25th, at 3:00 a.m., a woman was dressed in rags and still had blood. She held the pipa and sat in front of the steps of the wooden house door.

"Tianji Gate, Seven Sons."

"Chive Feng, Situ You."

"Come on the pursuit order of the president of the Ancient Martial Arts Association to kill Huang Xiaoyu."

"Then I will walk on the corpse. If I don't die, no one can enter the wooden house."

"A rising star, a person who is so famous and unknown, is worthy of yours?"

"The seniors in the world are lying to be great masters, and they are indiscriminate. What do you care about me?"

"Then you will die!"

The cold sword was unsheathed, and the cold light was dazzling. The sword fell like a star, pointing directly at Situ You's throat.

The moonlight was cold, and the stars were under the Taoyuan. The woman hugged the pipa and danced wildly, and she did not retreat but advanced. She hit her palm out like a cannon.

Tianji Qizi sneered: "No wonder the six waves in front of him have never returned. It turns out that you have already entered the realm of ancient martial arts and have had thirty years of internal strength. Unfortunately, today, you will definitely die. Arrange the formation!"

Situ You: "The Seven Killing Formation of Heavenly Secrets is known to be able to drive away ghosts and demons. It turns out that it is just dealing with me, a mortal woman."

Tianji Qizi: "If you fight with the world, you are an evil demon."

What a great formation.

The Seven Sons of Heavenly Secrets, each of them has thirty years of internal strength.

With the blessing of the formation, Situ You, who was already seriously injured, had no power to fight back at all.

Bang!

Situ You was kicked away and fell in front of the wooden house.

Tianji Qizi: "Get out, I pray to my Tianji's disciple, and I will spare you all the time!"

Situ You struggled to get up, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and smiled coldly: "Walk on the corpse!"

Tianji Qizi: "Looking for death!"

Swish...

After three moves, a sword pierced the shoulder, and the sword was collected. Situ You rolled in the air and fell to the front of the wooden house again.

The Seven Sons of Tianji: "Do you retreat?"

Situ You stood up with the pipa, her mouth was covered with blood, gritted her teeth, and shouted loudly: "Land on the corpse!"

Those sounds of walking on the corpse echoing deep in the Taoyuan.

Under the cold moon, in the fifty acres of Taoyuan, a woman goes to her death and seeks the truth!

The great way is three thousand, one hundred thousand people cultivate immortality, and one person achieves a small success.

A small achievement of 100,000 yuan, one person enters the hall.

One hundred thousand people entered the hall, and one person entered the room.

One hundred thousand people enter the house, and one person can attain enlightenment.

The road was there, the door was wide open, but in front of the door, there were already corpses everywhere and blood had already flowed into a river.

If you want to enter the Tao, you must first strengthen your mind.

Otherwise, what can I do if I tell her?

Can she see clearly? Can she catch it? Can she practice it?

Tianji Qizi: "For the last chance, I will retreat and spare you forever!"

Situ You struggled several times and could not get up any longer. She lay on the ground, covered in blood, and still held the pipa tightly in her arms. Her voice was shrill and tenacious, and she shouted loudly: "Land on the corpse!"

Squeak...

With a light sound, the door of the wooden house opened.

There was a boy slowly walking out of it.

Low your eyebrows and be pleasing to your eyes, be tame and peaceful.

Tianji Qizi: "Haha, turtle shrank, let a woman block the sword for you. Where did you go to kill the witch and others?"

Huang Xiaoyu didn't answer, from beginning to end, without even taking a look.

He looked at Situ You for a long time and said lightly: "The tendons and veins are broken, the dantian is destroyed, and the true immortal is hard to save! Do you regret it?"

Situ You was stunned, his eyes suddenly dimmed, and for a while, he gritted his teeth: "I don't regret it. If I die today, I would like to ask my master to be kind to avenge my family twenty years ago."

Huang Xiaoyu: "What if I don't agree? Do you regret it?"

Situ You smiled miserably: "I don't regret it! I'm just blaming my life."

A smile appeared on Huang Xiaoyu's mouth: "The beauty is so beautiful that she is so beautiful that she is. In theory, she will not live long."

He slowly leaned over and sat on the steps.

He helped Situ You up and let the woman lay on her legs.

He said: "For me to use the pipa. You have played "Yellow Spring" so many times, so let me play it once too."

Situ You smiled bitterly and handed the pipa over: "Master wants to send me to the underworld?"

Huang Xiaoyu lowered her head, gently tweaked the strings of the pipa, and said lightly: "No, you must avenge the great revenge yourself."

Situ You: "But Master just said that it's hard to save a true immortal..."

Situ You raised her head and looked at Huang Xiaoyu. She could not forget this scene for life.

The man's originally peaceful and gentle eyes, and the harmless eyes suddenly rose to the domineering aura of looking down on the world and looking down on all living beings.

Every word he said was like a soldering iron, deeply imprinted in the depths of Situ You's soul.

Huang Xiaoyu: "What is the real immortal? He ascends and appears again in the next day. Billions of real immortals kneel down like a god!"

The sound of the pipa suddenly sounded, and the song "Yellow Spring" was far less charming than Situ Youwan. But every note was full of magic, murderous intent, and ghosts were everywhere.

It's really full of ghosts.

Fifty acres of peach orchards, the black gas swelled, and the peach trees were spreading their teeth and claws and turned into tree demons.

In the black air, ghosts and monsters are rampant, and monsters are howling.

Taoyuan, which was still quiet and peaceful the moment before, has turned into a ghost world in an instant.

A skeleton emerges from the ground, and a ghost parades in the sky.

Huang Xiaoyu finally looked up and looked at the seven sons of Tianji for the first time. The beauty was lying on her knees, and the pipa clanged: "This song of Huangquan, I will send you back to the west. Today's reincarnation song will not sound again. Those who are scattered in their souls do not need to cross again!"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!