There is a cold moon hanging in the sky, and Lao Dao uses a red rope to lead the three-eyed cat to walk in a remote suburb of H City, under the coercion and temptation of Lao Dao, the three-eyed cat takes Lao Dao to the outline of an undulating mountain range.

Lao Dao couldn't help but flash with joy in his expression as he looked at the rolling mountains, he showed a mouthful of big yellow teeth and muttered excitedly: "The terrain here is undulating, the bending is mysterious, things are fluttering, and the fish leaping kite is really a dragon vein, if I can dig out a cave here and cultivate for a hundred and eighty years, it is estimated that I can reach the realm of refining qi and transforming gods, and then I will be a half-immortal in this world."

Thinking of this, Lao Dao couldn't help but smile, he took out the golden flying sword from the ephedra bag behind him and began to dig the cave with the Divine Sense Imperial Sword, as Lao Dao used the flying sword to dig out the cave in the dragon vein little by little, the dragon qi in the dragon vein also overflowed.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of utter roaring from the hinterland of the dragon vein, and a red-eyed monster with black hair on its hands with a cloak of hair came out of a mound the size of a house.

Naturally, it is not a zombie that comes out of the big mound, and the red-eyed monster with black hair is also one of the few qi practitioners in the world, he found this dragon vein two hundred years ago and dug his grave to bury himself here to practice and absorb the dragon vein, but two hundred years ago, because the corpse gas in the dragon vein is too heavy, he has become this respect, the red-eyed monster with black hair really didn't expect that someone would dare to pull out his teeth to plunder the dragon gas on his territory, which made him almost angry like thunder!

As the saying goes, on the side of the couch, how can you allow others to snore, the red-eyed monster with black hair finally found a dragon vein, how could it be possible to share it with Lao Dao, he took a few quick steps and walked to Lao Dao's side, and the red-eyed monster with black hair was furious and said: "Isn't this Taoist friend too unaware of my Meng De in his eyes, didn't Daoist friend see me Meng De practicing here?"

Lao Dao smiled and said: "Then I'm sorry Meng Daoyou, the world's qi practitioners are originally a family, Chen Mou was happy to find this dragon vein and only cared about digging the cave mansion, he really didn't notice that Meng De was practicing here, Chen's move was indeed a little abrupt, and I ask Meng Daoyou to forgive me, I'll take my flying sword and go!"

In today's world where the aura is thin, robbing other people's cultivation dragon veins is really more serious than raping other people's daughters-in-law and digging people's ancestral graves, this old Tao still knows, although he covets the dragon veins here, but he also doesn't want to break the net with the red-eyed monster with black hair in front of him, who is not a good kind at first glance.

But the red-eyed monster Meng De with black hair in front of Lao Dao refused to give up, he smiled at Lao Dao with a sympathetic smile: "Chen Daoyou almost destroyed the dragon vein I live in with a flying sword, as long as Daoyou is willing to give me the flying sword in his hand, I, Meng De, can not blame this matter!"

Lao Dao is also an old monster who has lived for more than 600 years, if he is black-haired red-eyed monster Meng De ripped the flying sword in front of him, then what kind of face does Lao Dao have to walk the rivers and lakes everywhere indulgently, don't you be laughed at by the qi practitioners in the world, just refining this flying sword I don't know how much time and energy it will take, how can he give this flying sword to others.

This golden flying sword is a powerful capital for the old Taoist who has pretended to bluff people in front of other qi practitioners for more than 600 years, although he usually looks like a fairy wind and ignores the world, but if that qi practitioner wants to jump out and argue with him, Lao Dao will definitely reveal his pretending nature and sinister character.

While greeting Meng Chang cordially, Lao Dao secretly silently recited the mantra and frantically urged the golden flying sword in his hand, and suddenly the sword in his hand made a buzzing sound as if it had life, and the sword blade was even more golden sword airflow.

"Since Meng Daoyou has taken a fancy to my flying sword, then the flying sword of the sword gift hero will be given to Brother Meng. Saying that, Lao Dao slashed at Meng De with the Divine Mind Imperial Sword.

Meng De saw the golden flying sword slash at him unexpectedly, his body quickly retreated a few steps and narrowly dodged the old flying sword, Meng De couldn't help but be angry and said: "Chen Daoyou, you fucking cheat." ”

Facing the fierce flying sword in Lao Dao's hand, Meng De didn't eat dry food after staying in this bird's underground for so many years, he wrapped his black-haired hand around his chest, as if he was hugging a ball, and a white skull instantly transformed into his palm.

Lao Dao didn't succeed in a blow that hit the snake with the stick, and then a sharp flying sword slashed towards Meng De, and Meng De hurriedly sacrificed the white skull in his hand to block Lao Dao's flying sword.

To the surprise of the old way, his golden flying sword slashed at the miserable white skull, but it only burst out of a white light, but it did not smash the skull, seeing this scene, Meng De laughed proudly: "The skull in my hand can be practiced with the dragon qi around the dragon vein, and the flying sword made of broken copper and iron in your hand cannot smash it." ”

Lao Dao saw that Meng Dezai, who had buried himself in the dragon vein, was also a hard stubble with his hands, and his eyes rolled and he took out a purple and cyan wine gourd from his waist.

Lao Dao threw the purple and cyan wine gourd into the sky suddenly, and the dragon qi overflowing from Lao Dao's cave house frantically converged into the purple and cyan wine gourd in his hand.

Meng De was immediately anxious when he saw this scene, and he suddenly squirted a mouthful of essence blood on the miserable skull, and suddenly the skull shot towards the old man's ass.

As soon as Lao Dao thought of his Supreme Dao, his heart was horizontal, and he only cared about using his divine thoughts to drive the cyan gourd to absorb the dragon qi in the dragon veins, completely ignoring the skull flying towards his buttocks.

I saw that the white skull directly opened and closed its lips and bit Lao Dao's buttocks, Lao Dao forcibly endured the pain on his buttocks and continued to use his divine thoughts to drive the cyan gourd to absorb the dragon qi in the dragon veins.

It didn't take long for the purple-cyan wine gourd suspended in the sky to absorb a quarter of the dragon qi of the dragon veins, but at the cost of an extra row of jet-black tooth marks behind the old Dao's buttocks.

Lao Dao saw that the dragon qi was almost absorbed. He gritted his teeth and drove the flying sword to escape quickly, Lao Dao did not forget to take away his three-eyed cat while escaping, Meng De saw that the old Dao was also injured and he did not chase it, one is that he is afraid of the flying sword in Lao Dao's hand, and the other is that he may rely on the dragon vein to cultivate the realm of refining qi and transforming the gods when he stays in this dragon vein, Meng De is also afraid that the old Taoist dog will jump off the wall and fight with him to the death.

Under the cold moonlight, Lao Dao controlled the golden flying sword, covered his buttocks and disappeared around the dragon veins without caring about the image!