The clouds were thick, the thunder was roaring, and the air was filled with oppressive meaning, making people breathless.

Looking up, a large area of dark clouds surged out layer upon layer, obscuring the sky and the sun, and there was no trace of brilliance in sight, which was a sign that the heavy rain was about to fall.

The air was so wet that even the mud on the ground was softened by the dampness, and when the footsteps stepped on it, they trampled a shallow mark, and the figures of the dragged people looked extremely heavy.

In the wilderness, monsters are buzzing, and killing opportunities are lurking.

And in the midst of this terrible weather, a team of wedding sedan chairs dressed in bright red blew festive trumpets, beat gongs and drums, and carried sedan chairs through the mud.

The miserable woman's cry came from the sedan chair, mixed with the festive horn, which looked extremely weird.

And on the way to the wedding sedan chair, there was a figure staggering towards him, the person didn't seem to be very conscious, walking high and low, on his body there was a black and yellow two breaths staggered combination, and on the chest, there was a cyan flame-like thing burning.

The man was wearing a tattered yellow robe, his hair hung down and stuck to his face, and he couldn't see clearly, as if he didn't see the wedding sedan in front of him, and he actually hit it head-on.

Suddenly, the soles of the sedan chair bearers slipped, his shoulders were short, and the sedan chair sank suddenly, and a bride in a wedding robe stumbled out of it, and just happened to crash into the arms of the man in the yellow robe.

"Help Me ......"

A desperate cry came, and the bride grabbed the man's arm as if grasping the last straw, and begged him for help one after another.

The man seemed to be unable to hear or see, completely indifferent to the woman's pleading, and his whole body stood as straight as a stick, without even raising his head for half a minute, and let the woman pull him.

The sedan chair drivers on both sides had already rushed up at this time, dragged the bride, and Qiang Sheng dragged her back to the sedan chair again, and then as if he didn't see the man in the yellow robe, he beat the gong and drum again, blew the trumpet, and happily carried the sedan chair forward.

The yellow-robed man was still confused, letting the group of wedding sedan chairs walk away from him.

The humidity in the air was even heavier, and with a "boom", the bean-sized rain poured down and slammed down on the barren ground. At the same time, a thunderclap of "boom!" exploded violently, and above the vast wasteland, a purple arc tens of meters long fell from the sky, and by coincidence, it slashed straight at the yellow-robed man's body.

In an instant, the smell of burnt skin and flesh spread, and then countless dead qi poured out from the injured skin and flesh of the yellow-robed man, and then transformed into bright golden vitality in mid-air, and the originally miserable skin and flesh quickly recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye in an instant.

The man in the yellow robe stood in the heavy rain in a daze, I don't know how long he had been watered by the rain, and suddenly turned his head to the side of his body, and walked straight towards the place where the wedding sedan chair disappeared.

It was as if it was not a woman's wail that summoned him at this time, but a natural instinct.

"Haha, hahaha"

Piercing laughter and noise, mixed with the spicy smell of wine, came uncontrollably, outside the cave in the depths of the wilderness, dozens of people sat around the fire, and there were many people around who were dressed in red, their faces were smeared with rouge and other things, and their faces were red, beating gongs and drums, blowing suona, as if they were happily holding a wedding ceremony.

These people were extremely tall, each of them naked, revealing a few muscles that wanted to explode, and their bodies exuded cruel, vicious, uncivilized images, like barbarians.

At the top of the feast, a barbarian with a protruding jaw and fangs was draped in the clothes of a bridegroom, his thick arms slamming the wine glass on the table, and his turquoise eyes looked at the trembling human bride in front of him, revealing a bloodthirsty light.

The terrible screams, like a cry of despair, were covered by the roar of thunder and lightning, and the bloodthirsty laughter of excitement, and the blood flowed on the ground, and the screams gradually weakened, and finally they were ignored and disappeared completely.

The yellow-robed man stood outside the cave in a daze, and as soon as he arrived, what he saw was the human woman who died tragically at the hands of the other party.

The woman's eyes that were pleading just now completely dimmed at this time, and then the whole person was like a rag, discarded in the mud of the rain at will, and completely lost her breath.

"Who are you!"

A barbarian looked the yellow-robed man up and down, stared at the two clouds of aura surrounding the man for a moment, and roared angrily.

"I'm ......" The yellow-robed man muttered softly to himself, his eyes fell straight on the tragic corpse of the woman on the ground, and after saying the word "I", all the remaining words were vague, and he couldn't hear what he was saying at all.

The noisy sound of gongs and drums continued to sound in his ears, and the man in the yellow robe looked like he was crazy, his throat was moving up and down, and a hoarse voice came out of his mouth.

"She's dead, and you don't want to live. ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw that behind the yellow-robed man, Wang Yang roared, and countless black dead qi burst out wildly, like thousands of black demon snakes, exuding a terrifying aura of silence, and headed towards the many barbarians in front of him.

"Human Monk?!"

The barbarian in the groom's robe let out a low shout, and the moment his huge body stood up, he tore off the clothes on his body with both hands, his turquoise eyes exuded bloodthirsty murderous intent, and he opened his mouth and roared at the yellow-robed man.

"Aang!"

Almost at the same moment, all the barbarians present stood up, each opening their crocodile mouths, like fierce beasts, and roared angrily at the yellow-robed man.

Suddenly, the rolling sound wave turned into a killing ambition, stronger and stronger, more and more violent, the sound of the rain was majestic and the thunder was deafening, which could not hide such a killing sound, and the direction of the rain falling from the sky also ejected with the sound wave, like thousands of arrows, shooting towards the yellow-robed man!

"Scattered. ”

The black demon snake exuded the aura of death and killing, and as soon as those rain arrows collided, they were galloped, but the next moment, a scene that surprised the barbarians happened.

I saw that the phantom of the countless black demon snakes had just entangled with the rain arrows, and the flying arrows turned into rain were instantly extinguished and disappeared without a trace.

Moreover, the billowing black dead air did not stop at all, and still blasted forward.

"Avenge yourselves. ”

The yellow-robed man's right hand lightly touched the corpse of the woman on the ground, and a thin black dead qi gradually condensed from it, and in an instant, it merged into the black snake phantom in mid-air.