But he said it was on top of the golden roof.

The collision of powerful forces has started a war.

The shadow of the stick moved like a group of dragons playing in the sea, turning the river into waves. Sun Baifa's breath sank. He stood still with his feet and moved his body with his waist. The thin stick in his hand was just like a swimming and struggling dragon. He couldn't catch it.

If it is not tight, the stick body twists and forms numerous stick shadows, which are spread out endlessly.

With one shake of the thin stick, a wisp of strong wind bursts out, and with two shakes, two wisps of strong wind rush out. With a hundred shakes and thousands of shakes, the vast sea of ​​clouds suddenly and silently collapsed into huge cracks, and then slowly closed up.

Such a stick technique was completely unheard of. The onlookers, whether good or evil, were dumbfounded, dumbfounded, and amazed.

But how could the old lama take it easy?

He did not dodge or dodge his feet, raised his palms, and caught the wind and shadows. He only waved, searched, and photographed in the air. The strong wind that roared in and out disappeared silently in an instant.

His hands were so bright red that even the sea of ​​clouds and morning mist seemed to be dyed red.

It has been said before that "Heaven and Earth Conquer Yin and Yang Great Compassion" has a total of seven most terrifying and evil martial arts, and this person has only three of them. Now these bright red blood hands are one of them, called the Great Search for Souls

Hand; this hand is extremely vicious, it sucks life, energy, and blood. The victim's body is not scarred or bloody, but his energy and blood seem to have been drained. His vitality is exhausted, his body and mind are haggard, and he is as withered as dry wood.

When Hu Bugui was ambushed and killed, there was one person named "Qingwuzi" who was also from Xingxiu Hai, so he was the master of this skill.

It is said that practicing this martial art is not easy. You need to nourish your hands with the blood of living people before you can first see the bottleneck. The more people you kill and the deeper your practice, the more your hands will change day by day. The darker the blood, the higher your skill will be.

, the higher the realm.

With such a pair of bloody hands that was so shocking to the gods and ghosts, it was unknown how many people the old lama had killed.

He was walking, one step at a time, one step at a time, like carrying a mountain on his back, which was so heavy. Every time he took a step, he would always pause for a moment. Although the wind from the stick dissipated, the force on it was still used by him.

When he turned to his feet, it was like stepping on mud, leaving clear and distinct footprints three or four inches deep behind him.

He walked nine steps in a row.

Then he arrived in front of Sun Baifa.

The stick shadows all over the sky suddenly dispersed, and suddenly I saw a thin green stick, like a dragon swimming out of the sea, pointing straight towards the old lama's face. The strong wind pierced the eardrums and hit the face.

"rub!"

Unexpectedly, the thin stick moved forward suddenly. The old lama opened his mouth and showed his teeth. A row of fine teeth actually bit the head of the stick.

This is clearly a trick of chewing iron.

Sun Baifa's eyes sank, and he showed no signs of panic. He shouted loudly: "Wake it up!"

With a pick of the thin stick, the old lama's body, as thin as a child, was instantly lifted up and flew into the air.

"A stick can lift a thousand mountains!"

Sun Baifa jumped up high with his stick, raised the stick to the sky, pointed it from bottom to top, pointed directly at the Yellow Sect Great Lama, and shook it out instantly. Under the shadow of the stick, the air exploded, as if there was a series of thunder, crackling, and sweeping,

Hit the big points all over the old lama's body, key points.

Unexpectedly, the old lama spread out his hands, and together with his five fingers, layers of palm shadows appeared, and he struck them from top to bottom. His hands turned into sharp blades, cutting and chopping, and collided with the shadow of the stick, causing a series of bangs and muffled sounds.

"Hey!"

Old Man Tianji's eyes suddenly widened, and the shadow of the stick in his hand was instantly withdrawn. Then, the thin stick was lifted from the air like a crowbar, curved like an arc moon, and hit the old lama hard.

Seeing him changing his moves, the ill-fitting red robe of the Yellow Sect Grand Lama suddenly bulged, as if cotton had been stuffed into the sleeves and trouser legs, and became as round as a ball. The person in the clothes suddenly shrank his hands, feet and head.

I saw the shadow of the stick flashing continuously, and a group of red shadows falling from the sky. The moment it hit the ground, it bounced on the ground like a stone before standing still.

Old Man Tianji stood with a stick, looked at the unharmed old lama and said with concentration: "Your Majesty's martial arts talent is really amazing. He is actually the Great Soul Searching Hand, the Great Heavenly Demon Hand, the Heaven-Shifting and Earth-moving Technique, and the Tantric Sect.

There are many amazing and unique skills in Mahamudra!"

He listed several miraculous skills in succession, and then looked at the Tianji stick. He saw two rows of clear teeth marks on the tip of the stick, and he couldn't help but smile secretly in his heart.

It is said that Su Qing's pair of swords are unique magic weapons in the world, but his own thin stick is nothing ordinary. When he was wandering around the world, he accidentally obtained a piece of meteorite iron, which was later melted into the world.

This thin rod was cast out of fine gold, but now, someone can actually bite it and make a row of tooth marks.

"What a great secret!"

The corners of the old lama's pursed mouth suddenly changed. Previously, the corners of his mouth were raised, but now, they slowly curved down, and the corners of his eyes rose accordingly. His compassionate smile suddenly gave rise to a strange and frightening, scalp-numbing look.

His expression seemed to be angry, as angry as the evil ghost Yaksha in the City God's Temple.

He suddenly snapped his fingers.

What popped out was not finger wind, let alone finger strength, but a drop of blood, a drop of bright red and translucent blood. He forced it out of his finger belly and flew out with a "swish".

Sun Baifa dodged and hid.

Although he didn't know why the opponent would use a drop of blood to attack.

But he knows that in this world, the most terrifying means of killing are often those things that are inconspicuous in appearance, but can always catch people by surprise and kill people.

So what is this drop of blood in front of me?

He also wanted to know, so he withdrew and stirred the thin stick in the air, as if creating a whirlpool. The blood droplets were immediately drawn by the force. When the thin stick swept away again, the blood droplets were already heading not far away.

A ferocious demon cultist flew away.

As expected.

Seeing this drop of blood, the man let out a strange scream as if he had seen a ghost. His expression was extremely frightened, his face was as pale as earth, and without thinking, he fell to the ground like a dog.

He hid quickly, but the people behind him did not. Blood beads splashed on his forehead. The man's face turned pale for an instant, and then he actually killed himself with a knife. The people around him were rolling around like they were hiding from the god of plague.

Crawling far away.

They saw this man fall to the ground, and within a moment, the blood-stained area between his eyebrows fester, and then turned into pus and blood, causing those who watched to take a deep breath.

"The magic sword turns blood into blood, the magic blood method!"

Among the demon cultists, there were faint sounds of fear and trembling.

This is one of the ten magical powers of the Demonic Cult.

Sun Baifa looked at the scarlet hands of the old lama, and his eyes changed. It seemed that there was still magic power hidden in these hands.

The stick in his hand rose again.

The great lama of Geinhuang Sect also moved.

The two of them flew up from the golden dome like two meteors, met in the sky, and broke out into an unimaginable fierce fight, which only made the spectators watch with fear.

Today's battle is not only related to the life and death of everyone present, but also related to the success or failure of the Jianghu West Demon Rejection Sect. You must know that since the beginning of the Demon Sect's eastward advance, except for the "Blue Dragon Society", they have killed a lonely peak king at the foot of the Tianshan Mountains.

Outside, in the martial arts world of the Central Plains, no force can compete with the Demon Sect, let alone the earth-shattering Great Elder of the Demon Sect.

If this battle is defeated, the Northern Martial Arts Society will not be able to come out of the Qinglong Society, and the rest will end up being nothing more than fish and meat. It will really be a catastrophe.

Can't defeat.

Even Jing Wuming was holding his breath and couldn't calm down. Guo Songyang and others also held their weapons tightly, as if they were ready to take action at any time.

I saw the two people on the golden roof fighting from the ground to the air, and then from the air to the ground. The shadows of the sticks swept away. On the golden roof, there were explosions one after another, and stone debris flew in all directions. During the fight, there were many people on the ground.

There were potholes the size of basins, and the shadows of palms flew across the field. Occasionally, a palm rippled outside the field. The victim fell to the ground instantly. In less than a moment, thick blood foam was secreted from the skin and flesh all over the body, the muscles and bones were broken, and the internal organs turned into mud.

Horrible.

Everyone immediately stepped back.

After retreating thirty feet away, they watched the battle in horror.

But it was said that the fighting was in full swing, and suddenly the two of them were stunned.

It turned out that one end of the heavenly secret rod was actually captured by the great lama of the Yellow Sect.

Guo Songyang's eyes widened suddenly, and the hearts of the others were also in their throats.

You must know that Sun Baifa became famous for his skills with sticks. Now that the Tianji stick has been captured and his offensive is blocked, his martial arts skills are bound to be 30% weaker. What's more, the old lama's hand skills are simply rare in this world. With his bare hands, there are few enemies in the world.

Just as they had guessed, the great lama of the Yellow Sect seized the stick for a moment, raised his right hand, and struck at Sun Baifa with overwhelming force.

The victory or defeat of life and death is right before our eyes.

Sun Baifa didn't dare to hesitate. Not only did he not give up the stick, but he also picked up his left hand in unison. The generous left hand, which was covered with thick calluses as if made of pig iron, faced him straight up with the force of pushing the mountain.

Seeing his reaction like this, the old lama realized that he was getting what he wanted, so he exerted his lifelong skills under his palm, and his power suddenly increased again.

Under everyone's wide-eyed gaze.

Two fleshy palms, one red and one black, met in the sky.

"Crack!"

The terrifying palm wind surged out from between the two palms, making a whining sound.

Old Man Tianji's chest and abdomen trembled, and his face suddenly turned red as if it could drip blood. The old lama looked shocked for the first time, as if he was surprised by Sun Baifa's palm power, and his sallow face turned a little pale.

The two of them leaned back together as if being washed away by a big wave, with their palms spread apart.

But the great lama of the Yellow Sect suddenly had a ferocious smile on his face. He clasped his long stick tightly with his left hand and raised another palm with his right hand.

Sun Baifa's eyes were also wide and glaring, as if he was determined to compete with him with his palm skills. He raised his left hand again, the muscles and bones on the back of his hand were exposed, and the blood vessels were dilated, just like a writhing earthworm, a bolt from the blue,

Another empty pair.
To be continued...