Chapter 70 Demons. (Please Collect! Please Recommend! Please Invest!)

"Demon!"

Miao Chengyang reacted, and his heart sank suddenly: he majored in Xinmo Fist, he could induce Xinmo to attack the enemy, and even use this to control monks whose cultivation level was not as good as his.

But Heart Demon Fist also has a shortcoming, that is, practitioners will be harassed by Heart Demon every once in a while.

Once the mood is shaken, the demons will arise by themselves.

Miao Chengyang used to have a strong Dao heart and unparalleled determination, otherwise he would not have dared to choose Xin Demon Fist.

This is also the reason why he just took the initiative to sink into the illusion of Ganmeng Forest. One is to see his brother for the last time; the other is to break the illusion and pass through Ganmeng Forest more quickly.

Who knew that the inner demon would not intrude sooner or later, but it happened to strike at this time.

He took a deep breath and slammed his fist on the phantom's head.

Blood splattered, the body was shattered, and the surrounding scenery was shattered in an instant, revealing the true face.

Miao Chengyang looked at the overwhelming vines that were rushing towards him with a ferocious expression.

In the field of vision, these vines quickly turned into the appearance of Zheng Jingshan and Pei Ling in the process of rushing towards him, and there were more and more of them. In the blink of an eye, countless Zheng Jingshan and Pei Ling had surrounded him!

kill!

A voice suddenly sounded in Miao Chengyang's mind, and then the voice became louder and louder, constantly echoing in his ears.

Forcibly interrupt his thoughts, so that there is only one thought in his consciousness.

It is to destroy everything in front of you!

Miao Chengyang's eyes were red and his anger was burning. He only felt that he and the figures in front of him had an inextricable hatred.

It is difficult to pour water from three rivers and five lakes!

In an instant, endless killing intent rose in his chest.

boom! ! !

Miao Chengyang punched out suddenly, and the wind of the fist was everywhere, dozens of vines as thick as arms snapped and flew upside down, blood gurgled from the cut, and the smell of blood filled the air.

Ganmenglin was injured and became more and more fierce. The broken vines quickly took root and sprouted, and rejoined the siege in an instant.

And among the blood-colored vines, pure white buds bloom one after another.

After the flower buds, countless thorns are formed, showing their sharpness, and as the vines stand upright, they shoot at Miao Chengyang in volley!

For a moment, Teng Ji was pouring down like a shower, and Miao Chengyang let out a long roar, and his fists glowed faintly with black lights. At the same time, several witches appeared out of thin air, their eyes were like silk, and they danced barefoot.

All the thorns shot at him were blocked by the witches.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang!

Miao Chengyang's face was distorted, and he punched dozens of punches forward in one breath. The powerful fist could even shake a vine the size of a bucket into powder, but in his field of vision, what he punched to death was a Zheng Jingshan phantom.

"Kill kill kill kill kill!!!"

Miao Chengyang yelled frantically, and at the same time, his fists were like shadows, and the witch danced wildly, smashing all the vines and flower buds around to pieces!

The broken vines fell to the ground and soon grew into new vines, but Miao Chengyang was too strong and killed too fast, and the speed of vine regeneration could not keep up with the speed of his punching.

There are fewer and fewer vines, and there are many phantoms of witches around. They are all charming and charming, and Miao Chengyang is surrounded by them. A blooming bud suddenly withered, and then produced a huge fruit. The fruit fell to the ground, and gradually turned into a young man, who looked like Miao Cheng'an!

boom! !

Before "Miao Cheng'an" got close, Miao Chengyang punched him from the air, splitting him to pieces.

"Kill another one! Zheng Jingshan! Pei Ling! I'll kill you all right away!"

Boom boom boom...

After killing for an unknown amount of time, Miao Chengyang finally regained his sobriety. When he looked back, he found that he had already killed Ganmenglin.

"Demon..." Miao Chengyang immediately realized the seriousness of the problem, and his face turned livid.

When I first heard the news of my younger brother's death, I thought that with my own will, even though I was shocked, angry and hurt, it would not shake my heart.

Unexpectedly, after being dependent on each other for many years, his brotherly affection for Cheng An was far deeper than he thought. Before he knew it, his heart had been covered with dust, and a crack had been formed because of being taken advantage of by the demons.

If it weren't for Ganmenglin, Miao Chengyang wouldn't have even realized that his inner demon calamity had already arrived and was quietly brewing.

He turned his head and looked at the bloody waterfall behind him, the anger in his eyes gradually faded away, revealing the grief that he could no longer hide: "Cheng An...you can go at ease, my brother is still your old brother, and has never changed in any way. Those who hurt you People, no matter what their status or background, they must pay the price!"

As Miao Chengyang said, he didn't stay any longer, his eyes glowed with blood, and he continued to chase after the bloody footprints in his sight.

When he found that Ouyang Xianxing and his party were going to the Yinyang Basin, he couldn't help sneering, and his whole body turned into a dreamlike phantom, which flashed past.

The small path that Ouyang Xianxing and the others need to pass carefully is no different from the thoroughfare to Miao Chengyang.

Even when passing a narrow ridge with cliffs on both sides, there is no pause.

In a short time, Miao Chengyang passed through this dangerous place.

But at this time, he stopped.

Because the originally clear bloody footprints in the line of sight suddenly became chaotic near the opposite bank, and then there were no traces.

"Discovered?" Miao Chengyang frowned. He didn't care about Xue Ying's life, but he didn't want to miss this opportunity to kill Pei Ling with his own hands. Therefore, after confirming that they could not be traced by blood footprints, they immediately jumped onto a nearby huge rock, looked around, and judged the whereabouts of Ouyang Xianxing and his party.

In the Gu Yuan, although the paths are changeable, the more important places, such as Ganmeng Forest and Yinyang Basin, will not undergo any major changes.

The birthplace of the Cold Marrow Fire will also be near similar terrain.

"Ouyang Xianxing is the highest in their group, but they are only in the middle stage of foundation establishment." Soon, Miao Chengyang became concerned, "The Wangu grave in the southeast, if you approach it below the core formation, you will definitely die. Excluded; the corpse Zhuyin land in the south, although the degree of danger is slightly lower, but the cultivation level in the later stage of foundation establishment is barely self-protection, and it is impossible."

Deducting similar dangerous places, he finally deduced three possible locations, "...the Yougu Cave in the southwest, the Bone Crane Swamp, and the Insect Mountain in the east."

"It takes quite a while for Nahan Marrow Fire to enter the body. With my escaping method, it's a big deal to go through them one by one."

"You little bastard, Pei Ling, you can't escape!"

After saying that, his figure flickered, and he galloped towards Chongshan Mountain.

And at this moment, in a certain corner of the Skeleton Crane Swamp, a number of large or small Skeleton Cranes lay dead on the ground far and near, and there was silence around them. Ouyang Xianxing stepped on a tall crane bone, condescending, and was supervising Xue Ying's formation with a cold expression.

Xue Ying's face was pale and resentful, but the looming bones and flowers behind him forced him to grit his teeth and beat the formation flags that had been refined in advance into the swamp.

The array flag dived into the swamp, emitting only a slight movement, and surrounded a cluster of light blue flames in the distance.

Seeing that the formation was about to be completed, Ouyang Xianxing turned his head and said to Pei Ling: "After the formation is activated, the cold marrow fire will not be able to escape. After I go in and capture it, I will hand it over to you for refining. The process is very painful, but you have to go through it, otherwise the master's painstaking efforts will be in vain, understand?"

Pei Ling was taught respectfully, and finally remembered something, and asked in a low voice: "By the way, senior sister, this fire into the body...how should I do it? Swallow it directly or?"

After asking this question, Ouyang Xianxing and Fang Ji were both stunned.

Even Xue Ying, who was unwilling to form a formation in the distance, shook her hands.

"You don't even know how to use the Fire Jue?!" Fang Ji yelled first. He was already very dissatisfied with Pei Ling, and now he exploded, "Senior Sister, what joke is he playing?! If you don't know how to use the Huo Jue, then let's take it with you." What is he doing here?"