Chinese The white man stared at Yan Qing and didn't speak, but his eyes were very weird, making people feel creepy.

Yan Qing knelt on one knee with a somersault, then put away his sword, and then asked softly, "Who are you?" What about Yoki? ”

There was a hint of contempt on the white man's face, and he still smiled and said nothing.

Lu Zu in front of the illusion asked the purple robe: "Isn't this guy Yangmu?" ”

The purple robe nodded and said, "It's the late Demon Venerable Yangmu!" ”

Lu Zu was puzzled: "But why did he come back to life again?" And to become so young? ”

The purple robe shook his head, and asked Long Zhou sideways, "Master, what's going on?" ”

Long Zhou waved his hand, waved, and said, "I don't know, the only thing I can do at this time is to let Yan Qing find out." As soon as the words fell, I saw that Yan Qing in the illusion began to move.

Yan Qing tried to ask several times to no avail, and his heart was full of anger, but an invisible pressure was overwhelmingly pressing on him, and he didn't know that this was the case, so he was afraid, it was inevitable.

"Poor Dao asks you one last time, who are you? What about Yoki? Yan Qing shouted at the top of his voice.

The man in white still didn't change his face, but this time he seemed to speak: "Heh! ”

Yan Qing was annoyed and ashamed, jumped with a sword in his hand, first stabbed one by one, and then smashed a single flying foot into the white man's head. The first move missed, and the second move gave the other party a chance.

I saw that the white man quickly turned sideways and took the sheep one by one, followed by a backward swing leg and slammed it on Yan Qing's shoulder.

"Ahh

Yan Qing screamed miserably, fell to the ground hard, and couldn't move for a long time.

"Senior brother!" Yuan Hui in front of the illusion roared involuntarily, and then asked Lu Zu: "Master, what's wrong with junior brother?" Who the hell is this white man? ”

I saw Lu Zu sigh and said, "This white man is the legendary Yangmu Demon Venerable, I don't know if it's the dead soul or myself." I hope it's a dead soul, if it's me, we're all in a catastrophe, if it's a dead soul, Yan Qing is also very lucky. ”

"But, it's all at the end of the day, what should I do? Senior Brother Yan Qing can't die! Yuan Hui was anxious.

Lu Zu looked very bland: "No way, look at the creation, anyway, Yan Qing will not be our person after he lives." "Lu Zu deliberately said it to Long Zhou.

The previous agreement between the two was vivid, and Long Zhou was naturally a little embarrassed when he heard Lu Zu's words. Originally, it was good that Yan Qing could come out alive under his control, but Yan Qing was defeated just now.

Long Zhou thought for a while and replied: "Lu Dongbin, don't worry, the deity is free, you can watch quietly!" Although Long Xuan's voice was not loud, every word was said after careful consideration. Because he has already figured out the tactics. Since force cannot be compared, it is better to outwit it.

After a long time, Yan Qing stood up with difficulty, wiped the bloodless blood from the corner of his mouth with his right hand, his eyes were full of hatred, and he wanted to eat Yangmu, but at this time, the black dragon in his belly began to move again.

Yan Qing suddenly closed his eyes, and after a blink of an eye, the two big green black eyes suddenly turned black, which was the color of his eyes before. Then he stepped forward, raised his head and said very politely to the white man hanging in front of him: "Poor Dao is a Taoist priest of Qingyun Temple, who was deceived into this place by a trick, which will undoubtedly disturb you, I hope you can forgive me, and if you can, it is best to bring that bad person to justice." ”

Yan Qing didn't blink his eyes when he said these words, and the man in white suddenly laughed madly after hearing this: "Young man, you are quite witty!" But since you're here, you have to stay with the deity! ”

Hearing this, Yan Qing couldn't help but ask, "You are really the Demon Venerable Yangmu?" ”

The white man nodded: "Now that you know this secret, do you still want to escape?" ”

Yan Qing sneered: "I told you everything I should say, the eldest husband will inevitably die, and Poor Dao is already a dead soul, so I can't do what you can do to me!" ”

The white-clothed man's hand suddenly lengthened and stretched out towards Yan Qing, and then suddenly grabbed his neck and threw it at the stone wall. Yan Qing was caught off guard, and was slandered by this sudden blow, first hitting the stone wall, and then falling heavily towards the "coffin river".

The water of the "Coffin River" was boiling, and even if Yan Qing was a dead soul, it would be unbearable to fall. The situation was very critical, and I saw Yan Qing endure the pain and teleported in the air and landed on the open space in the center, kneeling on one knee and pointing at the white man.

Incredulously, the white man suddenly applauded at this time: "Ahahaha! Young man, your Taoist fist embroidered legs are good, if you were in our Demon Realm, you might be able to be a knight or something, but you don't have a chance now! ”

After hearing this, Yan Qing only felt a tumbling in his abdomen, and then spit out two mouthfuls of blood.

"How's it going, lad? If you haven't used your strength yet, you're dying. Ay! The deity is really sad that the dragon chose you to be the substitute for the dead ghost! ”

At this time, Yan Qing suddenly sat up cross-legged. Yangmu seems to be very interested in Yan Qing's meditation, so he didn't take advantage of the danger, maybe he has been sleeping here for many years and is very lonely, it is rare for a little Taoist priest to send him to the door, Yangmu naturally wants to have a good time with him.

Yan Qing suddenly opened his eyes, and in meditation, he remembered the poetry experience that Lu Zu gave him, and he remembered the giant sword, Qingyun, and ninjutsu......

Yan Qing clasped his hands and said, "Imperial Sword Technique!" "Yan Qing is just trying, not to pose any threat to Yangmu. Because of Yan Qing's dead soul, everything he took out was a sacrifice to accompany the Taoist priest into the earth, as were weapons.

Yan Qing himself didn't know if he could summon the revenant soul of the giant sword, but he still had the mentality of trying.

Suddenly, a silver sword burst out of the boiling water, and this was a pocket sword. It soon hung in front of Yan Qing, and then as Yan Qing's silent incantation of the spell continued to grow larger, it was as big as the giant sword that had been summoned in Qingyun Temple before. Yan Qing understood that he could use the Imperial Sword Technique at this time.

The white man couldn't help laughing: "Young man, I feel that your fairy tricks are so interesting, but do you know that your trick is not good for this house!" The deity advises you to take it all in your hands, and leave some physical strength to learn magic! ”

Yan Qing sneered, "Why are you teaching me martial arts? ”

"Because I have realized a lot of things in this cultivation for so many years, but no one has learned them, I hope you can learn them well and carry them forward, and it will not be impossible to pass through the Three Realms at that time!" Yoki replied very sincerely.

At this time, the dragon in front of the illusion was restless, and he was only excited to keep chanting two words: "Retribution ......"

Lu Zu looked at Yuan Hui: "This ......"

Yuan Hui said with a smile: "It's okay master, Senior Brother Yan Qing has picked up a big bargain now!" "Cat flutter Chinese