Way of Choices

Just like Xu Yourong forgot Chen Changsheng in a coma, Bai Hai never cared about the young practitioner with frost all over him. And he was reveling in the psychedelic supreme happiness brought by the real blood of Tianfeng at this time, without any precautions, so he was pushed away by that hand.

There was silence in the cliff cave. The White Sea looked at Chen Changsheng with a somewhat stunned expression. After a while, he realized what had happened and felt something was wrong.

At this time, there was still a drop of blood water on the corner of his lips, coupled with the somewhat distorted old face, and he looked abnormally disgusted. When the drop of blood water was about to drip, he woke up and used it in a panic. The tip of the tongue rolled into the lips. For him who wants to practice the secret method of Luoyang Sect and break through the secluded realm, every drop of Xu Yourong's blood is a precious treasure, and where can be wasted, but this picture is even more disgusting.

I don’t know why, he felt that the tongue was a bit sweet, but the tip of the tongue was a little numb. Is this the taste of the blood of Tianfeng?

In this process, Chen Changsheng leaned on the cliff wall and sat up hard. He is so weak at this time, it seems that as soon as a gust of wind blows it will fall again, how can he defeat the enemy?

Bai Hai felt some tingling on his face, reached out and touched it, found some water stains on it, then looked at Chen Changsheng's palm, and found that his palm was also covered with ice and snow, and could not help squinting his eyes.

There was no sign. He pointed to the sky with a finger, and a breath of terrible fire was directed at Chen Changsheng.

It seems that Chen Changsheng just patted the palm of his hand subconsciously, but an ice mirror instantly formed in the air in front of his palm.

The ground fire breath touched the ice mirror, and there was a snorting sound, which turned into blue smoke at the same time.

Bai Hai's eyes narrowed even more. He looked at him strangely and said with a smile: "Actually a disciple of Xueshan Sect's hidden door, thinking that Xuan Shuang's true energy can block me?"

The Snow Mountain Sect is a sect in the northwestern part of the mainland. According to legend, the Snow Mountain Sect’s Kaipai ancestor has the blood of the Xuanshuang Dragon, and he enlightened himself to create a kind of exercise. No matter whether it is the Devil or the Central Plains official religion, they are not willing to provoke lightly, but with the passage of time, the blood veins of the Xuanshuang Dragon are less and less, and the Snow Mountain Sect is gradually waning, as early as hundreds of years ago. It has been attached to the divorce, and has not been a true master or promising young disciple for many years.

No one will underestimate a once-splendid sect. Just like Nanxi Zhai divided into inner and outer doors, many big figures know that the Xueshan Sect also has a hidden door, but it rarely travels in the world. The Luoyang Sect practiced earth fire, which naturally conflicted with the Xueshan Sect who practiced the cold. There were many conflicts in that year. As the elder of the Yangyang Sect, the White Sea naturally understood the Xueshan Sect very well, and looked at Chen Changsheng's Hengjian The resulting frost virtual mirror broke his origin in a single word, and at the same time the murderous intention in his heart suddenly mentioned a few points.

Xu Yourong looked at Chen Changsheng's face in front of him, thinking that it was a hidden disciple of Xueshan Sect. No wonder the practice was so special.

Her vision was a little blurry, but she could clearly feel the tranquility in Chen Changsheng's eyes. The situation was clearly critical, and Chen Changsheng was still seriously wounded and weak. But I don't know why, she suddenly felt relieved and could leave the matter behind This young practitioner.

"I didn't expect that after meeting the old man of the Snow Mountain Sect in Zhou Yuan, I didn't expect that I would need to kill one more person before my accomplishment."

Bai Hai looked at him and smiled strangely, saying, "Fortunately, this is not too troublesome."

After saying this, he turned his palm into a sword, brought up a flame, and mercilessly cut to Chen Changsheng's face.

Not to mention that Chen Changsheng was seriously injured and weak at this time. Even if he was intact, he could not be the opponent of the elder Luoyangzong.

His waking seemed to have no meaning, and it can even be said that it was not the right time for him to wake up.

The true element within him has dried up, and he can't even hold the dagger, let alone call out a yellow paper umbrella.

He had no way to block the palm of fire, the only thing he could do was to raise his palm and hit him in the face.

He just woke up and didn’t know what was happening or who the old man was. He only knew that the old man was doing cruel and disgusting things. The smile on the old man’s face was stiff and weird. It’s not a good person, then...he will hit him.

In the next moment, he may be blown into the scum by the old man's fire, but he still wants to beat him, as long as he can hit the other party's insidious and scary old face, it is not a wake-up call.

This is what Chen Changsheng thought, and he did the same.

But he did not expect that his palm could actually hit the other person's face.

Snapped! A crisp sound echoed in the quiet cliff cave.

His palm hit Baihai's face.

Although he waved lightly and looked at it without any effort, the voice was very loud.

Slaps are loud.

Bai Hai froze, completely ignorant of what happened.

His palms were still halfway, one foot away from Chen Changsheng. The terrible ground fires on the palm edge were gradually extinguishing, looking a little bleak.

Why can the palm of this Snow Mountain School's hidden disciple fall on his face? Why has my body become so stiff? Why does the real element in my body disappear instantly? It was only an instant, and countless doubts poured into his mind, making him amazed and frightened.

At the next moment, all the panic appeared in his eyes. He twisted his neck hard, looked down at Xu Yourong beside Chen Changsheng, and said the last sentence.

His voice was unusually hoarse and dry, with intermittent sentences, difficult to form sentences, full of fear and despair: "Demon...Demon...Female...Blood...Blood...Poison in the blood!"

After saying this, he died.

The elder Luoyangzong, the powerful white sea leading to the peak of the secluded realm, died in a cliff cave.

When he died, his body was extremely stiff, his right hand stayed in the air, and even his eyes could not be closed. The eyes were faint green, and he looked like a statue carved from the original jadeite with no broken skin.

This picture is very strange and very gloomy.

At the next moment, his skin began to ulcerate and change, but the ulceration did not penetrate deep into the bones and bones, but only occurred on the surface, gradually fainting.

Some Banlan are beautiful, others are disgusting.

Chen Changsheng felt sick.

At this time, he realized that the old man had already been poisoned, but he didn't know when it was poisoned.

The strange smile on the old man's face was the cause of the toxin attack. At that time, his consciousness had gradually separated from his body.

This poison is too cruel.

Immediately afterwards, he remembered that there were still people in the cliff cave and looked over.

The girl's dress was covered with blood everywhere, and the original white was about to be covered. The ordinary delicate appearance was about to be covered by a weak and tired expression, but his eyes were very cold.

He was startled and asked, "Are you all right?"

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