This black chicken hatched from the eggs of the divine bird is indeed not good-looking, it looks like an ordinary big rooster, but it is black, it is difficult to believe how much combat power it will have. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, they didn't know that the black chicken had pecked a bloody hole out of the hand of the Xuanji Immortal of the Yin-Yang Garden under a surprise attack, and if they knew, they probably wouldn't have a strange expression on their faces.

Although the black chicken usually behaves like a poultry, it is also hatched from the eggs of the divine bird, and it also understands An Ji's meaning, and softly calls to patrol around Qiu Yun and Dugu Sheng, like a guard, declaring that the two are protected by it.

The thin old man who was hiding in the crowd and sneaked up on An Ji was injured for a while because An Ji erased the brand on the flying sword, and coupled with An Ji's shrinkage into inches, he chased after him in a moment.

"Hand over the treasure inside, and spare you from dying!" An Ji shouted. Now Dugu Sheng is no big problem, he is too lazy to find trouble with this person, he is still in a hurry to go to the Zongheng Sword Sect, Lingyun Sword Sect has passed such an incident as Dugu Sheng at this moment, An Ji feels that it is okay not to go.

"I didn't expect you to dare to chase it out!" the thin old man wiped the blood stains from the corner of his mouth and sneered, "Take your life! Let me see how many pounds and taels you have!"

The thin old man had long doubted An Ji's true cultivation, but seeing that he could easily erase his imprint on the flying sword, he couldn't help but hesitate, and was caught up by An Ji in a moment, which even faintly wiped out his suspicions, but at this moment, he couldn't run if he wanted to, so he could only pin his hopes that An Ji was not a land immortal, and then reversed the situation.

The thin old man had seen An Ji's ghost body method, and it was faintly like the rumored shrinking inch, but he suspected An Ji's true cultivation, but he was not so sure, but it did not prevent him from being vigilant about it, so at the beginning he sacrificed three swords and formed a sword array to surround himself to prevent An Ji's sudden sneak attack.

"Do you think you can stop me with these broken swords?" An Ji sneered, and smashed it with the Bian Divine Sword.

The Bian Divine Sword is made of extraordinary material, with divinity, especially when it is also refined into an immortal-level formation, where are these swords able to resist, coupled with An Ji's terrifying power, the sword formation that protected the thin old man was directly destroyed.

"Look for death!" Although he was surprised by the power of An Ji's divine sword, he still thought that An Ji was just a mortal, and his sword pointed at An Ji while also showing covetousness towards the Bian Divine Sword.

"You lie!" An Ji also shouted, he was not so easy to die, ignoring the sword finger poked by the thin old man, he slashed at the thin old man with a sword.

When the thin old man's sword finger landed on An Ji's chest, it suddenly felt like a mortal had crashed into a mountain, and a huge force came back, and his sword finger instantly snapped, "How is it possible!" he exclaimed in disbelief.

"Hehe!" An Ji sneered, and the Bian Divine Sword had already swung down, "I see you die!"

The flesh exploded, one arm was cut off by An Ji, and the thin old man had a hideous face, covering his wounds and retreating.

"Ah, stinky boy, you must not die well!" the wizened old man screamed, and a boxy piece of wood was sacrificed by him.

"Hand over the treasure in the Wushan Cave Heaven, I will spare your life!" An Ji still didn't let go, he stared at the thin old man and shouted, but his eyes didn't dare to look at the bleeding wound of the thin old man.

The wooden block was refined by the thin old man in a breath, and a small sword immediately rushed out of the runes engraved on the wooden block, stabbing straight at An Ji.

The thin old man seemed to feel that one small sword was not enough, so he slapped it on the wooden block three times, spit out a mouthful of essence blood, sprayed it on the wooden block, and suddenly rushed out five small swords from the wooden runes, slashing straight towards An Ji.

"Chop the wind!" An Ji shouted, followed by a violent wind, which suddenly swept towards the thin old man, and scattered the small sword.

Seeing that the little sword he had worked so hard to sacrifice was annihilated by the "Cutting Wind", the thin old man's face turned pale, "You forced me!"

The thin old man swallowed a pill while retreating violently, and then he blew up his legs, and the flesh essence was instantly absorbed by the wooden block, and he smiled hideously, "I see that you are not dead yet!"

The air shook violently after the wooden block absorbed the flesh and blood essence of the thin old man, and then the runes on the entire wooden block quickly dimmed and disappeared, and finally the entire wooden block exploded, and the small sword that covered the sky swept towards An Ji's "Chopping Wind".

An Ji watched those small swords as thin as cow's hair rush over, his little face turned white, and he instantly shrunk into inches and disappeared in place, cutting the wind He couldn't use his strength, and he was barely able to resist the blow of the land immortals, but this was the full force of the thin old man's self-defeating baby, and the wind was categorically unstoppable.

"Huh, where's your legs?" suddenly a familiar voice came to mind behind the thin old man's head.

When the thin old man heard this, his body trembled violently, and then his big sleeves were thrown behind him.

An Ji felt tight, this old man actually wanted to use the technique of his sleeve to put himself into his sleeve, how could An Ji let him get his wish, and he met a punch, "If you want to accept me, no way!"

The thin old man screamed miserably, his sleeves exploded, and all the treasures hidden in Qiankun exploded, like a rain of treasures, all kinds of spirit stone pills and even magic weapons, all of which were sprinkled out!

"Hahaha, thank you for the gift, I'm welcome!" An Ji didn't expect that breaking the trick in his sleeve would make everything inside spill out, and his eyes immediately lit up, and he laughed and waved his sleeves to put everything away.

"Dare to hear!" The thin old man trembled angrily, and the wound also lost its inhibition, and the glow of the gushing place was shining, and the mana escaped.

An Ji's goal was achieved, not only recovered the treasure in the cave, but also received the old guy's treasure, and immediately shrunk into inches and left, the thin old man wanted to chase, but the person was gone, and he had already been seriously injured, and glared hatefully at the place where An Ji left.

Fortunately, the important treasures of the powerhouses in the beheading realm are all raised by the Yuan Shen, and it is difficult to be taken away, otherwise he would really have to work hard, but the treasured things in the territory of Qiankun are also his savings, and he has saved most of his life to get them.

"Hey, hey, a crippled land immortal......" The Yuan Shen of the Ghost Saint Great Disciple who had lost his body suddenly appeared not far from the thin old man who only had his head body and one arm left, and he looked at him with greedy eyes, "Thank you to that silly boy, otherwise I am afraid that it will take a long time to recover my body, and Yin Shan will not have to go back this time, and it will also save my few wolf ambitious junior disciples to take the opportunity to fall into the well!"

Immediately, the Yuan Shen rushed out of the twelve demonic banners, and the flags exuded a disgusting and affecting aura, and swept towards the defenseless and thin old man......