Zhou Buchen only felt that his feet were shaking, as if the mountain was shaking, and he subconsciously rose up and was suspended in mid-air.

"What's going on?" Zhou Buchen raised his eyebrows, and in the blink of an eye, a beam of light enveloped him.

There was also a beam of light that enveloped Luo Chuan.

"Wake me up again!What's the matter, say it quickly!" said the white bat's tone very unkindly.

"Who's that?" Feeling the terrifying deterrence, Zhou Buchen asked in a low voice.

"It's this white bat, left by that guy Li Xuangan. Bai Yiqing called it a little bat. Luo Chuan said.

Zhou Buchen's eyes lit up again, haha smiled, took out the wine jug and took a sip: "Interesting." ”

"What a little bat! I have a name. The displeased voice of the white bat rang out.

"Oh, what is your name?" Luo Chuan asked.

"Hmph, you all listen to me, my name is Xiao Wang Ba. The white bat said triumphantly.

Burst!

Zhou Buchen squirted out a sip of wine. Luo Chuan also shook violently.

After a while, Zhou Buchen asked, "Who gave you this name?"

"Stupid! It's stupid! This doesn't need to be asked! Of course it's Li Xuangan!"

"Did he say what the name means?" Luo Chuan asked.

"Absolutely!"

"What did he say?"

"He said that this name represents the most domineering and intelligent existence in heaven and earth! You don't even know this, how stupid!"

Luo Chuan and Zhou Buchen glanced at each other, and at the same time raised their middle fingers to Li Xuangan.

Li Xuangan, how unscrupulous are you?

"Okay, little Wangba. I've used a bat pattern, and you've said you can help me with anything. Luo Chuan said.

"Anything other than helping you fight and kill people to improve your cultivation. Don't be greedy, don't even try to break the rules!, I'm so smart!" said the white bat very vigilantly.

Zhou Buchen interjected: "If I want you to help me find a spiritual vein in the Apocalypse Capital, is this okay?"

"No!" the white bat decisively refused: "This belongs to helping you improve your cultivation, I can't do it!"

Luo Chuan and Zhou Buchen glanced at each other, and then smiled faintly: "Don't worry, you are so smart, how dare I come nonsense." I just want you to help me refine a few Dao soldiers, okay?"

"How many Dao soldiers are there, and they can't be too many, and their cultivation can't surpass you too much. Otherwise, it will consume my innate origin. I'm not mature yet!" the white bat was still vigilant.

"Not much, no more than thirty-six. Luo Chuan said calmly.

Zhou Buchen took a sip of wine, happy in his heart. How he didn't know that Luo Chuan had already started to set up.

"Oh......" The white bat hesitated for a moment, "where are they?"

"It's in Apocalypse. Little Wangba, you have great powers. The power of the Tao is boundless. He is definitely the most promising king in the Nine Heavens Realm. Getting them here is a breeze for you. Luo Chuan said.

"Of course. The white bat was triumphant and began to calculate: "Thirty-six Dao soldiers, according to the law of Dao soldiers' immortal duties. The Dao soldiers who are subdued can only surpass the Dao Master by one great realm at the highest level...... No problem!"

"Then we're done. You have to refine all of them into Dao soldiers before you can continue to sleep, otherwise you will be the eighth king of Laipi. Luo Chuan narrowed his eyes.

"That's it!" replied the white bat, majestically.

"Zhou Buchen. Luo Chuan winked at Zhou Buchen: "You can describe the appearance of those thirty-six people to Xiao Wang Ba." ”

"Hehe, no problem. ”

In the middle of Apocalypse Beijing, on the high mountain of Lijun, on the plank road of Bingrong, a short old man with a tattered body grabbed a two-hundred-year-old silver-scaled pangolin and chewed it heavily.

The night is dark, the moon is full, and the wind is high.

The old man's face was stained with blood, the corners of his mouth were faintly visible scraps of minced meat, and behind him, the bones of strange beasts and fierce birds were piled up.

He squatted on the plank road and gobbled it up like no one was there, his legs were broken and he couldn't walk. His back was even more fleshy, cracked and opened shocking holes, and his bones and organs were faintly visible.

Even so, none of the True Dan Realm monks on both sides of the plank road dared to step forward.

This short old man who broke his legs and was barely breathing was none other than the famous left-handed powerhouse five hundred years ago, known as the Earth Demon Ancestor!

During the peak period, the cultivation of the third order of the void had two fifth-grade methods. Just because the child was humiliated, one person ran rampant in twelve medium-sized countries, brutally killing five country masters, one third-order powerhouse, twenty-eight masters of the Infant Transformation Realm, hundreds of monks in the True Dan Realm, and even tortured and killed a master with his own hands.

On the list of left-hand demons, it once ranked in the top fifteen.

Later, he was captured by the Great Xia National Teacher, abolished the mana, and imprisoned the Haisha dungeon to set an example.

After escaping from the Great Xia Dao Zun Academy, there were more than 50 True Dan Realm monks who were damaged under his hands, and the rest were seriously injured, and they even attacked a team of guardian Dao soldiers on Lijun Mountain, eating more than 100 fierce birds and beasts.

"He's no longer good! What are you still hesitating about! Kill an evil demon ancestor, reward one million Yin coins, and one of the six lower methods!"

On the outside of the plank road, the first Daozun Monastery monk glanced left and right and shouted in a low voice.

When the words fell, the nearly 100 True Pill Realm cultivators all showed their desire to get it, but no one dared to step forward for a long time.

"Hmph, a bunch of cowards, look at this way!"

Out of the crowd was a monk of the third order of the True Dan, his upper body was naked, his complexion was slightly dark, and he exuded a copper-colored brilliance in the moonlight, and his refining of the physical body had obviously reached a certain height.

With a "bang", the monk summoned a flying sword, his body shook and tore through the air, and in a blink of an eye, he appeared five steps behind the Earth Demon Ancestor. The flying sword turned into a cloud of green fire above the monk's head, besieging the Earth Demon Ancestor from all directions.

Looking at the unmoving Earth Demon Ancestor, the monk's face was full of fire, and his eyes showed greed. He has been hiding in the crowd, just to wait until this moment, when the Earth Demon Ancestor still has a breath left, kill him, and gain fame and fortune.

It wasn't until the sword fire approached that the Earth Demon Ancestor raised his head, squinted at the monk, and spit out two words: "Rat generation!"

Airplanes!

The black gas machine spreads. Like an infinite abyss, it envelops monks and flying swords. I saw that the right hand of the Earth Demon Ancestor stretched out and retracted, and he was clearly four or five steps away from the monk, but there was a beating heart lying in his blood-stained hand.

The monk's breath instantly withered, and he fell to the ground, dying on the spot.

The Earth Demon Ancestor's attack exposed the empty door, and many sharp-eyed monks took the opportunity to summon flying swords and shoot at the Earth Demon Ancestor. Although the cultivation of the Earth Demon Ancestor is the third order of the Void, the mana has long been abolished, and although the strength has been restored along the way in the past few days, the replenishment of qi and blood has been restored. But it was only restored to the second order of the True Dan.

Even so. None of the dozens of flying swords containing Dangang Dansha touched his body, and they were all blocked by him in various incredible ways. As the number of monks who shot increased and the number of flying swords increased, he gradually became a little overwhelmed. Slow down. There was not the slightest worry or panic in his eyes. On the contrary, it is getting more and more crazy.

"He's not going to do it!

"Don't panic!

"Haha! This old devil is finally going to be ambushed!"

With the concerted efforts of dozens of monks, the flying sword finally broke through the barrier of the Earth Demon Ancestor, and was about to pierce the heart of ten thousand swords.

But at this moment. A white light descended from the sky, enveloping the Earth Demon Ancestor.

In the blink of an eye, the Earth Demon Ancestor disappeared into the Bingrong Plank Road, leaving only a group of stunned monks.

......

Almost at the same time, outside the largest restaurant in the lower ring of Tianqi Jing, the twenty-storey Tongtian Drunken Immortal Pavilion, there were nearly 100 Feiyun Dao soldiers riding flying cranes.

The Dao soldiers of the True Dan Realm formed a formation, staring nervously at the white fat man who drank wine on the twentieth floor of the restaurant.

Although the white fat man was fat, when he sat in front of the window and drank, he gave people the feeling of a beautiful son. The white fat man just has a fat face, a long body, drooping eyebrows, gestures, noble and elegant, dignified manners, and a faint fairy smell all over his body, almost just like a pair of children who caress the piano and incense.

None of the Dao soldiers dared to step forward, even if they knew that the fat man in the building had already cultivated to a great retreat, and only had the skill of the True Dan Realm, and he was seriously injured, the Dao soldiers were just vigilantly watching, and they kept the formation to the death.

Even though he has been imprisoned in the Haisha Dungeon for more than three hundred years, no one will forget the white-eyed old devil who sneaked into the Tiannan Law Enforcement Alliance alone on that rainy night three hundred years ago, killed four ancestors, and then retreated!

Returning to the third order of cultivation, two five-grade and low-grade method stunts, once squeezed into the top ten of the Tiannan Left Dao Demon List, and was even proficient in a treacherous assassination technique.

It wasn't until the Great Xia National Master came forward that he was captured, abolished his mana, imprisoned the Haisha Dungeon, eroded his body day and night, and shocked the Tiannan Outer Dao.

"Haven't you arrived yet?" asked the Dao Commander in a low voice.

"Ten orders have been issued, and the masters of the Infant Transformation Realm who have been transferred from Shanghuan are all chasing and killing other ancestors, and none of them have come here so far. ”

"Hmph, one by one, they are bullying the weak and afraid of the hard, and the white-eyed old demon only has the skills of the True Dan Realm, but no one dares to come!"

"Whoa!"

I don't know when it started to rain lightly, and the rain became heavier and heavier.

The white-eyed old devil drank wine, looked at the rain, coughed up blood and smiled: "This year's killing night, I'm afraid it's almost here again, I really want to go back and take a look." ”

In front of the Drunken Immortal Tower, the smoke and rain were hazy, and the rain was full of the rich aroma of wine, and the Feiyun Dao soldiers were suddenly a little intoxicated.

When they came back to their senses and looked at the top floor of the attic, the elegant white-eyed old devil was gone. If it weren't for the spirit fruit wine that was dumped all over the ground, and the corpses of Taoist soldiers all over the building, who would have believed that there was an old demon drinking there?

In the rainy night of the Apocalypse Capital, the old demons and ancestors who had not yet been killed and were hiding in various parts of the Third Ring disappeared almost at the same time, leaving only the monks who were chasing and killing with a sluggish face.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

......

On the White Bat Square in front of the mountain city, there are constantly figures falling.

"Twelve, thirteen, fourteen...... Nineteen, twenty. ”

Luo Chuan and Zhou Buchen stood aside and counted with their fingers.

"There are only twenty left. Luo Chuan finally determined the number of people.

"It's miserable. Zhou Buchen crossed his arms and sneered: "Nearly half of them were killed." (To be continued......)