Saint Qin Batu

"Mr. Wu An, you know, how many people have you offended by what you have planned with the king? If you don't die, the king will be the one who dies..."

One picture after another kept flashing in Bai Qi's mind.It's just that this time, it's not just a battle scene.

However, no matter what kind of picture it is, every picture can mobilize the anger and killing intent buried deep in Bai Qi's heart.

The coach's cold gaze, Wei Ran's powerful gaze, and Fan Ju's gloomy smile all aroused Bai Qi's nerves.

"Your Majesty!" Meng Ao let out a low voice, looking at Ying Zheng.

However, Ying Zheng waved his hand to stop Meng Ao.Although Bai Qi seemed to have lost his mind, Ying Zheng still planned to wait for a while. Even if Bai Qi couldn't handle it, with Ying Zheng's ability, it would be no problem to take him away.

"Your Majesty, this veteran is worthy of the ancestors of the Great Qin Dynasty, and the Great Qin Sheji!"

A roar came from Bai Qi's mouth, and the surrounding white mist also reached its peak.And Bai Qi's eyes at this moment also became red, as if they could bleed.

Ying Zheng's face changed, and he was about to rush up and leave with Bai Qi.

"Oh!"

A loud noise exploded beside Bai Qi.The white mist that was originally in a circle has become cloudy and disorderly again at this moment.

Wang Jian and Meng Ao on the side were about to rush forward, but they were dragged down by Ying Zheng.

"Tread! Tread! Tread!"

In the thick mist, a figure slowly appeared.

"Your Majesty..." Bai Qi smiled, but his voice was a little hoarse.

"Thank you, uncle!" Ying Zheng said with a slight smile.

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Chapter 485 Three Thousand Ways of Life and Death

Seeing Bai Qi's eyes regain their clarity, Wang Jian and Meng Ao also breathed a sigh of relief.Then he thought about it, since Bai Qi was safe and sound, he must have made a new breakthrough.

Sure enough, before they asked, Bai Qi said: "Your Majesty, based on the previous experience of the veteran, this white mist does have the ability to erode people's hearts. I can feel that there are countless obsessions in this white mist."

"Are you obsessed?" Ying Zheng nodded, showing a hint of understanding.

Before, whether it was Ying Zheng or Bai Qi, seeing the wisps of white air coming out of the mouths and noses of those dead people, everyone could not help but preconceived that the white mist affected them.

However, now it seems that the white mist all around is nothing but the obsession left by those dead strong men.

However, since it is an obsession, why does it make the abbot ancestor, a monk who has crossed the tribulation realm, at a loss?

Doubt, has not been able to solve.However, Ying Zheng and the others still had to move forward, at least to find the passage to the demon world that the ancestor of Penglai said.

Without those walking corpses, Hangu Pass regained its previous calm.

Moreover, with the turmoil caused by Bai Qi before, Hangu Pass at this time is no longer shrouded in a white mist.At least, there wasn't much fog around Ying Zheng and the others.

However, no matter how the four of them searched in the center of Hangu Pass, they seemed to find nothing special except for a vast expanse of whiteness.

"Could it be, what's so special about the entrance to the devil world?" Ying Zheng couldn't help thinking in his heart.

"Your Majesty, there!"

Just as Ying Zheng was thinking, Wang Jian next to him suddenly exclaimed.

Following the direction Wang Jian pointed, everyone looked, but they found that in Guan Yin's mansion in Hangu Pass, another aimless black shadow came out.

The passage to the demon world is in Guan Yin's mansion!

The four of Yingzheng ran towards Guan Yin's mansion without any hesitation.By the way, he directly killed the swaying black shadow with one blow.

Guan Yin's Mansion in Hangu Pass is not considered luxurious, but after hundreds of years of wind and rain, even though Qin State often repairs it, it still has a sense of vicissitudes.

Among the people present, except for Ying Zheng, they all have more or less connections with this Guan Yin Mansion.Especially Wang Jian, who personally guarded Hangu Pass.

However, the four of them did not dare to take it lightly when they revisited the old place.

"Shh!"

A black shadow suddenly appeared out of thin air and came directly towards Ying Zheng's face.

The black shadow appeared too suddenly, and it was only ten meters away from Ying Zheng. In a hurry, no one was able to react.

"Pfft!"

Caught off guard, Ying Zheng could barely avoid his vital parts.But the sword still pierced into Ying Zheng's body.

Ying Zheng is only in the realm of transforming gods now. Although his physical strength is considered powerful in the same realm, it is not strong enough to directly ignore a monk who has passed through the tribulation realm.

However, fortunately, there is a black barrier outside Yingzheng, which has weakened a lot of strength before.Otherwise, the previous sword will hurt more deeply.

With a backhand, he pulled out the Tianwen Sword from his waist, and Ying Zheng chopped off the head of the man in front of him.

"Your Majesty, are you alright?" Bai Qi and the others, who came to their senses, asked worriedly even though the wound was not deep.

"No problem..."

As Ying Zheng said, he just wanted to take two steps forward to see what was unusual about the place where the man came out earlier.

However, a burning sensation came from the injured part of Ying Zheng's abdomen.Ying Zheng immediately circulated his immortal power, trying to expel the burning power out of his body.

"Ok?"

However, as soon as this power came into contact with Ying Zheng's immortal power, it swallowed up Ying Zheng's power as if it had encountered delicious food.

Immediately afterwards, Ying Zheng's power was devoured.The burning sensation became more and more intense.Even Ying Zheng's patience could not help but change his expression.

"Your Majesty!" Seeing the sudden change in Ying Zheng's expression, Bai Qi and the others jumped in their hearts.

None of these monks, who might have been famous for a while, knew what kind of abilities they had on their swords.

"Uncle, maybe... I still have to trouble you..." Ying Zheng's voice was a little low, and there were beads of sweat on his forehead.

"Here!"

As soon as Ying Zheng finished speaking, Bai Qi understood what Ying Zheng meant.Immediately stepped forward, and lightly supported Ying Zheng's injured position with his right hand.

With a slight movement of power, a thin white line appeared between Bai Qi's palms.

And as the white line was pulled away from Ying Zheng's body, the burning feeling in Ying Zheng's body disappeared immediately.

Looking at the thin line of white air between Bai Qi's palms, everyone's expressions became a little ugly.

Needless to say, Yingzheng's temperament, but such a wisp can make Yingzheng break out in a cold sweat. It is conceivable how lethal this white air is.