The miserable cry echoed in the cave for a long time, but unfortunately the outside of the cave was completely cut off from the inside of the cave, and no sound could be heard at all.

"To be able to become the stand-in of the old decay, you can be regarded as a lucky three lives, I heard what Ji Que said in the later life, you surnamed Jiang have a lot of red faces around you, after changing your body, the old decay will take good care of them on your behalf, hahaha......"

"I'm not Jiang ......" Luo Song was just about to blurt out, his hands covered his throat in horror, a purple qi wrapped around his neck and hung his body out of the mud, his face was blue and red, his eyes and cheeks were bruised, and his lips and teeth whined and groaned in pain.

At this moment, his eyes were even more frightened and unwilling - he saw the man in white who he hated the most standing at the other end of the bridge, Jiang Chang'an was expressionless, and his figure disappeared as soon as he appeared, disappearing to the side.

The old man let out a low sigh, and the whole ball of purple qi drilled into his body from the seven orifices, Luo Song's resentful and unwilling eyes gradually became numb and trance, and his soul was being devoured and occupied by this powerful force, becoming the new master.

But at the critical moment, a large cloud of purple qi suddenly popped out again, and the old man trembled and retreated several feet, and shouted in shock: "You...... You are not a descendant surnamed Jiang!"

Luo Song almost fainted, and could no longer maintain the appearance of his face, his skin gurgled and bubbles flipped over, turning back into his handsome appearance and falling aside.

"The body is weak and the wisdom is low! How can such a body be worthy of being used by the old decay! Ji Que Xiao'er deceived the old decay! I am angry! I am angry!!"

Jiang Chang'an looked at it without turning his eyes, this mysterious soul was not something that ordinary bodies could bear at all, so it would not only cause a heavy blow to the person who gave up, but also the old man in purple himself would be counterattacked.

The human form formed by the condensation of purple qi was distorted and scattered, and the vitality was greatly damaged, and there were already signs of drifting back into a cloud of gas.

Looking at Luo Song standing aside stupidly, his soul was hit hard, his spiritual sense was also implicated, his eyes were gray, he smirked from time to time, saliva dripped from the corner of his mouth to his chest, and his soul was eaten, as if he had become a fool.

The purple qi was furious, and suddenly his figure stopped, and he was awakened to a new new spiritual power at the head of the bridge, and the strength of this spiritual power far exceeded that of the young man who had just devoured it.

Mo Cang was not good, and said in a hurry: "It's not good, kid retreat!"

Jiang Chang'an's heart froze, it was too late, a little purple qi condensation wandered around his side, and in the blink of an eye, he searched the entire cave again, and clearly found out where he was, the old man in purple changed his tone and said with a strange smile: "Who are you?

"I'm your uncle!"

Jiang Changan scolded secretly, and the golden rainbow under his feet suddenly shone brightly and fled, and at the same moment, he unreservedly pinched out the purple figure that was wandering towards the bridge, and flew away from the cave with all his strength.

However, as soon as he moved, the soil at the entrance of the cave automatically sealed and aggregated as if it had been given life, blocking the way, and the huge cave became a closed space, and at the same time, two purple arms suddenly grew from the underground soil, firmly grasping his legs, and another purple light sword blade blocked his throat.

Jiang Changan couldn't move, so he had to pin all his hopes on Shura's finger.

Rumble!

The pool was stirred up by this finger force, and the splashes accumulated into a giant finger that soared into the sky, and the ice blue outer golden light overflowed, pointing straight at the old man in purple.

With a muffled sound, Shura's giant finger shattered into a little light the moment it touched the purple qi, not to mention that it didn't cause harm, not even a little ripple didn't move at all, and the water on the pool was clean and clear, and it was quiet and didn't even fan the slightest breeze.

"Shura doesn't actually cause him any harm?"

Even if it is because of the illusory body of the soul, ordinary swords cannot hurt the fundamentals, but Shura refers not only to the physical body, but also to the soul power, but the old man in purple did not react at all, which can only show one point, this old man's strength is far above him, and even higher than the scale sand ghost fang.

Not only Jiang Changan was shocked and inexplicable, but Mo Cang was also stunned: "This ...... Who is this purple qi and what is the origin? I have never heard of it, and it ......"

"And what?" Looking at the purple qi that was getting closer and closer, Jiang Changan asked worriedly.

"And the deity doesn't feel his origin at all, which only shows ......"

"It means that this purple qi has existed for no less than you, or even far before you......"

Jiang Chang'an's heart was also half cold, Mo Cang knew all the details of the first battle between the two clans, and could roughly estimate that he lived 100,000 years ago, but now this purple qi has survived for no less than Mo Cang, and the soul that has lived for more than 100,000 years?

In any case, the strength of the other party is far above his own, and it is the most important thing to flee for his life, and it is basically a dead end in the hands of the other party.

"Courage, courage, intelligence, and strength, and counting the decent blow just now, yes, very good! This is a body worthy of decay, and the afterlife, give you a chance, take the initiative to sacrifice, and let you die a decent death." If you resist when you do it yourself, you will inevitably damage this body, but you don't want to see this kind of thing happen. ”

What should I do? Even if I get into the mirror of the Divine Palace, there will always be a time when I come out, as long as I show up, I will still be caught, this is not a way to get out at all.

The old man in purple shook his head and said regretfully: "Well, it seems that the old man still needs to do it himself." ”

But when he walked in front of him, he was stunned again.

What happened? Jiang Changan looked at him, and the old man in purple was also looking at Jiang Changan.

Jiang Changan carefully guessed, "What is he looking at?"

The old man in purple stared straight at him for a long time, and laughed strangely: "Your eyes ...... Hahaha, your eyes reminded the old man of a teenager, a teenager who once abandoned everything, that teenager followed a monk and became a lamp, controlled reincarnation, peach blossoms in his eyes, your eyes are exactly the same as that child, hahaha, it's really interesting!"

Jiang Changan said with difficulty: "You...... Who the hell is it?"

"Decaying, decaying is an immortal! hahaha......"

He laughed wildly, laughed and tried his best to stop, and said coldly, "In the next life, the next thing is the honor of the merit you cultivated in your previous life!

Jiang Changan snorted violently, the purple breath was so breathless that he couldn't breathe, this force tightened more and more, embedded in the neck and stopped in time at the critical point when he was about to strangle his neck, and said frantically: "If you strangle the old decay, wouldn't it be worth the loss?"

Then the tricks and formulas used on Luo Song also fell on Jiang Changan's body, and the violent and manic purple qi collided in the internal organs, and he was in pain, and he was unable to pour out even the screams.

Jiang Chang'an was red and purple above his neck, his eyes rolled up, his anger was like a gossamer, and his eyelids became heavier and heavier.

This was his last thought, yes, there was no hope of life, the entrance of the cave was temporarily blocked by this old thing, who else could break through and enter? Even if he entered, what could he do? This old demon didn't know how long he had lived, and the ten scaly sand ghost fangs were no match for him.

In a trance, the afterimage of the hole that Jiang Chang'an's eyes were staring at was shaking more and more intensely, and it was becoming more and more blurred, his body gradually lost consciousness and body temperature, and his ears also fell into a state of deafness, and his five senses and six senses were leaving him one after another, what else?

No matter how strong his perseverance is, under such absolute strength, he has to accept his fate and coward, and he will die, and his revenge has been avenged, but it is a pity that he has not snatched the life and soul of the little girl back from the hands of Lian Tu Dajun, and has not found out who the real murderer of Pang Ershui is, and has not yet said goodbye to others......

The sky was dark in front of him, Jiang Changan's eyelids slowly drooped, and his last soul was not guaranteed.

Bang!

When his life was hanging by a thread, the mouth of the cave was broken open, and for a while, the sand and stones flew away, and the dazzling white light broke into his eyes-

In the white light stood a tall and slender figure.