The battle in the air continued, and the wind carried by the eagle vulture's wings scattered the clouds, and the fluttering wings became sharp weapons, and the wind whistled towards the golden figure.

The old immortal master was bathed in holy light, like a god in the world, and his face was unwavering.

As he pinched, a circle of patterns appeared in the surrounding air, and the eagle vulture's wings brushed over, and it instantly melted away like touching the scorching sun.

A knight in navy blue scale armor, spear in hand, swoops down with the eagle vulture.

Chirp~

The vulture slammed into the golden stripe and let out a roar, and immediately burst into flames.

Similarly, the Dao Pattern was also shattered by the impact of the massive collapse, and a gap was opened.

The blue-armored knight tiptoed to leap up before the vulture fell, its fiery spear piercing through the gap into the golden figure.

Puff~

With a sharp blade into the flesh, the blue-armored knight fell into the void with his hand and smashed to the ground.

The old immortal master's right shoulder was directly pierced, but his expression was very flat, he raised his hand to hold the spear stem, directly pulled it out of his body, and then threw it forward.

The spear turned into a bolt of lightning, so fast that even an eagle could not dodge it.

In the next second, with a muffled sound, the head of the vulture in front of it was pierced and fell towards the ground whale.

The old immortal master stood in place, the wound on his right shoulder was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it was the same as Fang Yang's recovery.

"The living and the dead, flesh and bones. The people who came out of the Soul Life Gate really even changed their physique. After many eagle vultures, the rickety old man stood in the air, letting the battle ahead, his eyes were cold, and he watched coldly.

Beside him, a woman in palace clothes stood quietly.

"In this way, you can't kill him at all!"

The woman's eyes fluttered with confusion, looking at the golden figure standing like a god in the eagle vulture, she lost her mind slightly, and a panicked look flashed away.

"This is the breath of food, if he does not die, when the bridge between heaven and earth cannot communicate and finally exhausts, the flames will burn him, and even if he is really a god, he can only be reduced to ashes. The rickety old man's face was calm, and there were no waves in the ancient well.

"I'm afraid, I'm only afraid, these beasts you domesticated are not enough for him to kill!"

"Secret methods and spells can't be cast, and the true strength he can exert is only in form, so why worry?"

While the two were talking, a golden red glow rose in front of them, and more than a dozen vultures fell to the ground in just a few breaths.

The wind howled, bringing a rain of blood, and the whole canopy became more and more red.

Outnumbered, it became a one-sided slaughter, just an endless number of eagle vultures, as if they were killing endlessly.

"Haha, how long has Jing Tingsi become an ant, so let people slaughter like this. ”

Between heaven and earth, there was a loud laugh suddenly, and the sound was obedient and sharp, like a blade scraping against a metal wall, which made people uncomfortable to listen to.

I saw a pair of people and horses in the distance, stepping from top to bottom.

A graceful woman with an oil lamp and her feet in the void gradually drove away.

Behind it, there was a sedan chair, which was carried by four beautiful women, and the sound of the official voice came from the sedan chair.

In a few breaths, the pair had risen thousands of feet into the air, hovering beside the rickety old man and the woman in palace costumes.

"Master Hou. ”

"Shadow Kill. ”

"I haven't seen you for many years, and I'm very worried. ”

The fat-faced man's voice came out of the sedan chair, and his tone was full of enthusiasm, like an old friend reunited.

The old man and the woman were the same, their brows furrowed, their bodies shifted a little, and they moved away from the sedan chair, as if the person sitting inside was a snake and scorpion plague god.

"It's not easy for Yuegui Shanshou to be so old and still do activities in person. After all, the woman in the palace costume still broke the deadlock and replied lukewarmly.

"Hehe...... the fat-faced man laughed, "only when you are active can you be majestic, and you can farm at night." ”

The topic is expected to end here.

No one answered.

Both of them had expressions of disgust, but they didn't say anything.

They knew that the strength of this fat man was unfathomable, when the Dongyu Pass mutiny, he alone blocked tens of thousands of iron horses, and never even took half a step in the sedan chair, all relying on the puppet technique, driving a hundred female corpses to fight.

Legend has it that the secret technique of returning to the moon mountain, the puppet, each is equivalent to the doppelganger of the master, one person casts the spell, the corpses are similar, and the formation is formed, and the strength of the outbreak is terrifying.

The ancestor of the moon returned to the mountain, and he once relied on this magic to kill the sages with the power of the early stage of the form, and the puppets he controlled at that time exceeded thousands, all due to strong spiritual power.

This is an unusually shocking thing, crossing the border to kill a sage, this is the only case in ancient times, and there is no other exception.

In the distance, the old immortal master who was being hunted by eagle vultures, his originally calm expression, began to become dignified after the arrival of the fat-faced man and his party.

Time passed, and the entire mountain was stained red with blood, and a scarlet mist drifted through the entire sky.

The innumerable eagle vultures were declining sharply, and at this time, there were hundreds of them alone, still holding their long necks high, desperate for themselves, and they would not stop without the orders of the rickety old man.

And the old immortal master was still standing, covered in blood, his silver hair was dyed blood-red, and the divine light in his cloudy eyes was undiminished, and it became more and more serious.

"Generous man, Master Hou, I don't feel distressed about such a loss. There was a crackling applause from the sedan chair.

"This is the king's command. The old man looked like an eagle falcon, staring at the battle ahead without blinking, as if he had a plan to do it.

"I'm too embarrassed to rob you. The fat-faced man sighed, "Otherwise, you don't want a certain family in the dark tower, it's good to help you." ”

"Oh, I guess it's not that I'm having a problem with my old ears. The rickety old man turned his face and looked at the sedan chair, as if he was a little playful, "When will the head of the moon return to the mountain do a business without capital?"

"Hou Ye understands me!" A laugh came from the sedan chair, "If you die one day, Hou Ye, will you give me your body?"

The rickety old man, who had always been peaceful, couldn't help but turn dark when he heard this at this moment, and anger appeared in his eyes.

Obviously I didn't expect that this fat man had the idea of beating his "corpse", to put it bluntly, he was cursing him to die early!

"I'm not laughing. The fat man spoke again.

The old man was silent for a long time.

........

The mountainside position, all the way to full speed, the feeling of exhaustion well.

Whew.

Fang Yang gasped, feeling more and more that what he had learned was shallow.

Although the strength has reached the form, but the secret art of luck has not been learned, and the knowledge is limited to the most superficial things on the fragments of the Dao canon.

According to the records in the dossier, the monk who entered the form should sail for nine days, draw a knife to cut the sea, split the mountains, and take the head of a person within a hundred miles.

And he is dignified, but he can only stay in the down-to-earth stage, and it is ridiculous to say it.

The battle in the sky was so fierce that the dirt on the ground was dyed red with eagle blood, and there were many broken limbs and internal organs of these birds of prey hanging on the dead trees, like purgatory on earth.

At this time, the black tower in his hand trembled more and more intensely, wanting to break free from Fang Yang's shackles.

I was puzzled in my heart, and I felt that this was not the way to go.

This artifact has a spirit, does it want to hint at something?

After thinking about it, he gritted his teeth one last time, externalized his true qi, arranged the next layer of enchantment around his body, and then let go.

After breaking free from the restraints, the black dark tower flew out, hovered in front of Fang Yang, and began to rotate layer by layer

The sound of the mechanical axle turning is crisp and pleasant.

Suddenly, a wave of light swept away from the top of the tower.

It was as if the whole world had been plunged into a brief darkness at this time.

An unknown deep fear crept down on my heart, like a gray mist from countless nightmares haunting at the same time.

Fang Yang only felt that his heart had stopped beating for half a beat.

The darkness lasted for a short time, almost for a moment.

The next second, when the line of sight was clear, I heard a click.

The Black Tower lost its luster and fell to the ground.

A flower appeared in front of him, and a figure fell in front of him.

White dress, black hair, thin eyes and eyebrows, red face as if he had just woken up, a pair of small hands rubbing his eyes.

His mouth was bulging, as if he was a little angry, his watery eyes were raised, and the look of frustration on Fang Yanghou's face froze.

This is a lovely girl.

Her expression was stunned for two seconds, and then the corners of her mouth turned yang, and small dimples appeared on her cheeks, and she shouted: "Daddy~"

Fang Yang was stunned for a moment.