There was a wet and cold autumn rain in the sky, and a man with a bamboo basket on his back, a scholar with a white face and a scruffy beard, holding a wine jug hesitated to walk on a decaying and gray road, and the two seemed to laugh unscrupulously, which seemed to add a touch of warmth to this lonely path.

In the bitter autumn breeze, the bearded man drank and sang loudly.

kill, kill, kill,

Kill, kill, kill.

The demon also kills,

Demons also kill.

Demon Destroyer Guardian Road,

Kill, kill, kill.

……

The white-faced scholar said in a deep voice: "Daoist Yan, I think your killing machine is too heavy, this is not good, my master Tianji Old Man said, all things in heaven and earth are both good and evil, and demons are also good and bad, what is the difference between you and the demon in your eyes!"

The bearded Dao Leader suddenly took a sip of wine, and he sprayed the white man on his face, "Pretend, you practice evil skills and use demons as a furnace to replenish them, I think one day, you will also become a demon!"

The white-faced scholar said solemnly: "Daoist Yan, you blame me wrongly, I used my body to save those demons who fell into the boundless sea of suffering, spread my laughter and love to them, let them feel heartfelt happiness and joy, and die happily in extreme joy, so that they can get complete detachment!"

"I'm really disgusting, you hurry up and shut up the Dao Chief, otherwise Yan Mou's sword will cut off the three-inch bad thing under your crotch, and you will save yourself from the trouble!"

The scholar with a white face solemnly propped up a tattered yellow umbrella above his head, and he muttered: "Yan Dao is long and slow, this palace of the old demon of the Black Mountain is almost here, Yan Dao Chang must not startle the snake!"

The bearded Dao Chief said solemnly to the Bai Jing scholar: "Ning Caichen, the two of us have been dormant for a hundred years, have you improved your cultivation now, if you are too useless to fall into the hands of the old demon of the Black Mountain, then the Dao Chief will be too lazy to save you!"

Ning Caichen straightened the strand of wet hair hanging from his forehead, and he said with a complacent face: "Yan Daochang, although my original Three Corpse God Yuan Shen was secretly attacked and destroyed by my grandmother, but after years of practice, I have refined the Three Corpse Yuan God again, and my cultivation has reached a higher level, and I am quite sure of dealing with the old demon of Black Mountain, I think Yan Dao Chang's cultivation has not changed in any way, it is still the same!"

The bearded Taoist said angrily: "My Yan Chixia is called Humility Ruogu, you know a basket, look at you, you can break the wall umbrella all day long, and you can't stop the rain, there is a hair!"

"Cut! I play an umbrella to play a kind of mood, how can a vulgar and vulgar person like you understand, if there is no help from this umbrella, do you know how many beautiful encounters I will miss in my life!"

Ning Caichen snorted disdainfully, and he began to straighten up his hairstyle that was wet from the rain.

Yan Chixia glanced at Ning Caichen with disdainful eyes, and then he turned his head and stopped paying attention to Ning Caichen, and drank the wine in the wine jug.

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As they walked away, Ning Caichen and Yan Chixia walked to a place, surrounded by black gas, cold and strange outside the palace.

Yan Chixia suddenly pulled out the copper coin sword inserted behind his back, he wiped his hand on the sword god, and a bright yellow light immediately flashed between the entire copper coins, and Yan Chixia shouted.

"Do it!"

In an instant, Ning Caichen and Yan Chixia both flew towards the palace of the old demon of the Black Mountain in the air.

At this time, in the black-filled palace where the old demon of Montenegro was located, Grandma knelt down in front of the main hall with a respectful face, she buried her head very low, and said in a cowardly tone: "The old slave is here to offer a woman's soul to Lord Montenegro!"

The old demon of Montenegro glanced at a virgin carrying a red lantern beside him, and the virgin immediately flew towards her grandmother.

Grandma's fingers trembled a little and took out a dark blue jade bottle from her arms, and she didn't dare to raise her head with both hands to lift the dark blue jade bottle in front of her.

The virgin glanced at her trembling grandmother with disdain, and she took the dark blue jade bottle from her grandmother's hand and flew towards the old demon of Montenegro.

The old demon of Montenegro took the dark blue jade bottle that the virgin respectfully handed over, he opened the cap of the bottle, and a woman's soul immediately escaped from the bottle, and the black old demon sucked the woman's soul into his mouth with a look of enjoyment.

At this time, Ning Caichen and Yan Chixia both swept outside the palace of the old demon of the Black Mountain, and the misty black qi around the palace suddenly obscured the sight of the two.

Ning Caichen looked at the dark and dark scene in front of him, and he couldn't help but say, "Daoist Yan, what should we do now!"

"It's okay, these tricks aren't enough to stop us!"

While speaking, Yan Chixia took out a thick pen from her back, and he wrote a few big characters on the ground like a dragon and a snake.

"The fighters are all arrayed in front!"

In just an instant, a few big characters on the ground flashed with dazzling golden light, and in an instant, the dazzling brilliance dispelled all the gloom.

The sky in front of Ning Caichen and Yan Chixia became clearer, the gloomy palace shrouded in black gas no longer existed, and a tall red tomb appeared in front of the two.

Yan Chixia carried the yellow sword and jumped into the tall red tomb, and after Ning Caichen put away the tattered yellow umbrella above his head, he immediately escaped into the red tomb.

The old demon of Montenegro saw that Ning Caichen and Yan Chixia dared to blatantly dare to take the initiative to come to the door, her anger rushed straight to the top of her head, the old demon of Montenegro couldn't wait to eat the flesh of the two of them and drink their blood, she gave birth to dark green sharp and narrow ghost claws in her hands under her rage, her hair was scattered at will, and the cracks on her face were exposed, looking hideous and fearful.

In an instant, the old demon of Montenegro and Yan Chixia fell into a vicious battle, only to see the two of them surging with true qi, and there was a cracking sound in the air from time to time.

Ning Caichen was a gasification of the three Qings, and separated the three corpses of the Yuan God to surround the grandmother, he said coldly: "Grandma, since ancient times, Ning demolished ten temples and did not destroy a single family, the good things between me and Nie Xiaoqian were almost done, but you were disturbed by a bar, today I Ning will definitely treat you as a ding furnace to make up for slag, there is no drop left!"

Grandma saw that Ning Caichen once again used the supreme Dao technique of gasifying the three clears, she couldn't help but feel a little jealous in her heart, grandma suddenly waved her sleeves, and the three miserable white skulls shot at Ning Caichen's three corpse primordial gods and shattered violently.

Suddenly, a burst of white smoke spread out in the surrounding space, blocking Ning Caichen's vision, and Grandma took the opportunity to flee in the direction of Lanruo Temple.

Ning Caichen slapped the dust on his body, and his three corpse primordial gods merged into one and chased in the direction of his grandmother's escape.