On the winding and rugged mountain road, a slender figure is moving forward with steady steps. Take a closer look, this person turned out to be Zhang Guangling. At this time, his wrinkled face was expressionless, and his deep sunken eyes only paid attention to the road under his feet, and he couldn't see the slightest expression, so he walked up step by step; On his slightly thin back was something on his back, which was wrapped in dark green canvas, and it was a long thing that looked like a stick.

Halfway up the mountain, Zhang Guangling stopped, raised his head slightly, and glanced at the top of the mountain with cloudy and sunken eyes; Retracting his gaze, Zhang Guangling stretched out his dry hand and gently stroked the canvas behind him, grinned, smiled, and whispered in a very soft voice: "Do the math, it should be nearly fifty years!" You must be lonely, don't worry, soon you and I will be able to fight side by side. ”

After speaking, Zhang Guangling withdrew his thin hand and continued to walk to the top of the mountain step by step.

His steps are steady, not hurried or slow, and he doesn't see the slightest mood swing, like a walk.

The mountain roads are very rough, and there are even no roads in some places; However, to be able to walk, for Zhang Guangling, that is the way. After walking for about half an hour, Zhang Guangling quickly climbed to the top of the mountain, glanced to the side with cloudy eyes, and could vaguely see several decomposing corpses piled up together. Zhang Guangling recognized one of the corpses at a glance as the corpse of Li Bing, the grandson of Old Man Li in Miaogu Village. His wrinkled face was still expressionless, without any anger, and the calm was terrifying.

"By agreement, you shouldn't come here."

Just as Zhang Guangling withdrew his gaze from several decomposing corpses, a voice reached his ears; Zhang Guangling looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a figure rushing out of the dark cave like a ghost, jumping on a rock.

The man was wearing a black robe, and the hat behind the robe was so large that it almost covered his entire face, and he couldn't see his face clearly, but this man exuded a sinister aura all over his body.

Slowly raising his head, Zhang Guangling stared at the other party and said, "It's you who don't follow the agreement." ”

"For that little girl?"

"It's not."

"What's that for?"

"You don't need to know."

"Non-negotiable?" The black-robed man asked and continued: "You have to think about it, you and I are not absolutely sure to kill each other, do you really want to fight with your life?" ”

"I've thought about it, it has to be like this."

Zhang Guangling's tone was very flat, as if he was at home; As he spoke, he slowly untied the canvas on his back, held the canvas in his hand, and uncovered the canvas layer by layer. Eventually, the canvas was completely uncovered, revealing a pitch-black stick about a meter long, as thick as a boy's wrist.

"Black-edged sticks?" Seeing the canvas wrapped in something, the black-robed man revealed surprise in his tone, and said, "What is the reason?" I can ask you to take out all the black sticks that have been sealed for decades and fight me, it seems that you have made up your mind. ”

"Yes."

Zhang Guangling held the black stick in one hand, nodded solemnly, and continued: "You and I have known each other for decades, not only enemies, but also know each other. Although they want to kill each other every moment, they have unfinished responsibilities and have to live for a long time. Today, it's time for a fight. ”

The black-robed man whispered, "Huh? With a sigh, he vaguely heard the meaning of Zhang Guangling's words, and asked uncertainly: "He appeared?" ”

"With your ability, you should know that the Dragon Mystery Realm was opened some time ago." Zhang Guangling said lightly, and asked rhetorically: "I think you not only know, I'm afraid you have also entered the Dragon Mystery Realm!" ”

"That's right." The black-robed man replied and said, "But you are so convinced that the person who inherits Zhou Xianneng's inheritance is your master?" ”

"Convinced." Zhang Guangling said lightly.

"Then it's no wonder." The black-robed man smiled and continued, "I've found him since they entered this place, and I actually wanted to do it last night. But you also know that neither of you nor I is absolutely sure of killing each other; And I'm not sure if he's your master, so I didn't do it. ”

"Then I'm going to have to kill you even more."

Zhang Guangling said lightly; Suddenly, his figure holding a black-edged stick attacked the black-robed man, the speed was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, the figure arrived in front of the black-robed man, and the black-edged stick that had been raised blasted down towards the black-robed man. At the moment of the blast, several qi blasts suddenly emanated from the black stick and rushed away.

In the face of Zhang Guangling, who was attacking quickly, the figure of the black-robed man did not move at all, and at the moment when the black-edged stick struck, the black-robed man casually shook the long sleeves of the black robe, and shot out several rays of energy from the long sleeves and greeted him in the direction of the black-edged stick's strength; Then, the figure of the black-robed man disappeared.

At the moment when the black-robed figure disappeared, Zhang Guangling's fallen foot stepped on the rock, and without even looking at it, he shot and killed in another direction.

"Bang"

"Bang"

"Bang"

The two afterimages in the air kept colliding sounds, and the branches and grass were blown by the energy they carried, and some branches were directly cut off, and the leaves were scattered all over the ground, and the battle was very fierce. If Zhou Chen and the others were present, they would definitely be surprised by the fight between the two.

There are still people in the world who have cultivated so profoundly!

Sure enough, it confirms the sentence: the master is in the people.

"Although you haven't made a move for decades, your cultivation is still the same as it was back then." The black-robed man jumped back and praised.

"You weren't left behind." Zhang Guangling's deep eyes stared at the black-robed man, and he also praised it, and continued: "You and I are both people who live for the mission, and before the mission is explained, not only can we not die, but we can't discard our cultivation, because the purpose of you and I living in the world is for our respective masters. ”

"That's right." The black-robed man nodded and said, "My mission is not yet complete, so I can't die." Then it's just you who die. ”

The black-robed man let out a low snort, and his hand suddenly grabbed the robe, and suddenly, the black robe on his body took off, revealing an extremely disgusting face. The face was very hideous, and there were many small holes in the face, dense, and it was enough to panic people at a glance; And the most frightening thing is that there is a big hole in this person's chest, and a bloody heart is suspended in the "hole", and it is still beating.

Oh, my God!

In such a state, how can this man live?

"All demons return to the heart."

At this moment, the black-robed man roared angrily, a trace of panic appeared on Zhang Guangling's wrinkled face, his eyebrows were tightly locked, and there was a panic in his heart for no reason; Not daring to hesitate at all, he ran away with a black stick in his hand, shouted in a low voice, and roared: "A flash of inspiration." ”