c_t; The incomparably powerful pressure squeezed towards the old shaman from all directions, and the old shaman felt an incomparable pressure, which made his body almost unbearable, and the bones of his whole body seemed to have begun to make creaking sounds, and they could be squeezed at any time. [No pop-ups. 】（）--

However, the old shaman did not seem to be particularly panicked, and he was still mobilizing all his forces in order to completely break the darkness at the last moment.

Time passed minute by minute, Zhu Xian began to feel that something was wrong, according to common sense, at this point, the old shaman should have died of a body explosion, but since the black cloud has not dispersed, it means that the old shaman is not dead.

This is a very strange thing, but now Zhu Xian is no longer able to use her strength, once this kind of magic is also out of the black cloud, everything will only rely on the black cloud itself.

Now it was the old shaman and Heiyun who were doing the final battle, and Zhu Xian could only wait for the final result in irritability.

At this moment, the old shaman in the black cloud finally completed his last accumulation, although the black cloud had squeezed it to almost a third of his height, but after all, he still failed to completely squeeze it.

With a difficult wave of the staff in his hand, on the vast prairie, a violent wind burst out, accompanied by a powerful roar, and the wind was so strong that even Zhu Xian felt that he couldn't open his eyes.

Zhu Xian knew that something was wrong, but he was at a loss. She knew that this gale must have been an old shaman a long time ago, but there was no way to stop it, so she could only hope that the black cloud could squeeze the old shaman before the gale completely destroyed everything.

But obviously, everything was too late, the gale was extremely crazy, and in an instant, it had reached the level of at least a typhoon, Zhu Xian could barely stand still, and the deaf and dumb little girl couldn't withstand such a violent wind at all, and was directly swept into the air.

The wind roared wildly, rolling towards the black cloud.

With a loud bang, the hurricane completely destroyed the black clouds, like a 10,000-ton explosive 'drug' exploding, and the entire grassland trembled.

The earth shook slightly, the black clouds completely dissipated, only the wind was still whining, but at this moment, under the wave of the old shaman's staff, the wind turned around, and rolled towards Zhu Xian, who knew that he had failed.

Zhu Xian couldn't believe it, how could her full force kill be resolved like this, obviously the old shaman's strength was inferior to her by half a point, even if she was fighting, she should be able to '' the victory.

However, Zhu Xian chose such a violent and direct way, she thought that as long as she killed the old shaman, she could achieve a 'flesh' body, and all her current strength would be removed when the time came, and the part that belonged to witchcraft and witchcraft would be completely eliminated, leaving only the most fundamental cultivation. 75

This also means that after Zhu Xian cultivates her 'flesh' body, her strength will drop greatly, and she may never have the opportunity to use such a violent and direct way again. It was she who made such a choice, she thought that she would be nine out of ten, but who would have thought that she would end up like this.

The black cloud was actually broken by the old shaman, and the wind created by the old shaman rushed towards Zhu Xian like a flood of fierce beasts.

The old shaman trembled in the grassland, knowing that he had completely defeated Zhu Xian, and then, he only needed to kill Zhu Xian.

But when the black clouds cleared and the sun shone on him overhead, the old shaman suddenly saw a man he had not expected before.

A shriveled figure almost as dry as him quietly appeared not far behind Zhu Xian, and even though the wind was violent, it didn't seem to have the slightest effect on the shriveled and thin old man.

This was not what made the old shaman feel frightened, but he didn't even feel the existence of this old man from beginning to end.

There was no breath in this old man, as if he were just a portrait. But even if it is a portrait, it should not even have a trace of existence, within the perception range of the old shaman, even a piece of paper will definitely not escape his induction.

But this old man did it, he stood there quietly, not sad or happy, and there was no breath of existence on his body.

Between the howling winds, he was as solid as a rock, as if he had long been integrated with the wind.

The old shaman's face changed, he knew that this old man was a much more powerful figure than him, only in this way did he fail to sense the old man's existence, and now the wind was helpless against the old man.

The wind had swept to Zhu Xian's side, Zhu Xian was already at a loss, but the old man standing behind her seemed to be indifferent, not caring at all that the wind completely swept Zhu Xian in, threw it high, and then swirled in the wind and continued to rise, gradually turning into a small black spot in the eye of the storm, and his body had risen to a height of at least more than 100 meters in the air.

The old shaman watched the wind constantly circling and whistling around the old man, but the old man didn't move at all, just stood there quietly, the wind was helpless against him at all, but he didn't seem to want to make a move on the old shaman.

"This senior......" the old shaman finally couldn't bear it anymore and spoke in the whining wind.

The old man's eyes finally opened, and he stretched out a finger and lightly clicked in the wind, interrupting the old shaman's words.

The wind did not change in the slightest, but the old shaman knew that this was the old man's intention to stop the wind himself.

He glanced at the Zhu Xian, who had been swept extremely high in the air, and finally with a wave of his staff, the wind stopped abruptly.

Overhead, Zhu Xian fell at extreme speed, whether it was a human or a demon, falling at such a high altitude, and without any ability to act, there was no doubt that he would be directly killed.

The old shaman looked at the old man and wondered if he would come to his rescue.

However, until Zhu Xian fell heavily between the two, the fall was unrecognizable, and he almost fell into 'meat' mud, and the old man did not make the slightest movement, and even the fingers that had been clicked a little in the wind just now had been taken back.

Zhu Xian may still have a trace of breath, but he is not far from death.

The old shaman wanted to go up and make up for it, but looking at the old man, he still held back his **.

"Senior, don't you know your name?" The old shaman rarely showed respect, and his body had gradually returned to normal after all this time. He looked a little taller than the old man, and he wasn't as dry as the old man.

The old man glanced at the old shaman and said slowly: "I don't remember my name for many years, but your technique, I seem to feel very familiar, as if I saw it many years ago." ”

The old shaman blinked, and he didn't know whether the old man had seen it as a friend or an enemy.

He didn't dare to speak rashly, but said cautiously: "The younger generation has been living in this prairie all the time, and there is no quarrel with the world, and I don't know why this demon 'girl' wants to make a big move......

The old man waved his hand lightly, shook his head, and said, "Your Wu 'Gate' used to be so powerful, but now the reason why it is declining is because you don't even dare to tell the truth. Once regarded as a god-like existence by the world, now, you have been reduced to the way you are. I don't know my name or origin, but that doesn't stop me from knowing that you have caught a little girl and hid her in a 'hole' in the ground over there. And she is about to cultivate into a human being, but she still has to save the little girl from leaving. It is undeniable that she is just for her final experience to be more complete, but if you say that she is not only why she is making a big move, it is simply nonsense. You've been waiting for her for more than a month. ”

The old shaman was taken aback and hurriedly said, "The seniors have known about me for a long time......"

The old man waved his hand and said, "The person that the little girl is looking for is afraid that she is very close to you, so why do you bother to imprison him." ”

"Because she is a disciple of my senior brother, and my senior brother has passed away."

"Senior brother!" There seemed to be a glimmer of light in the old man's cloudy eyes, and the senior brother mentioned by the old shaman seemed to be moved.

"Let that little girl out first, your purpose is only to lure her over. Now that she is lying at your feet, and your purpose has been achieved, since that little girl is the same 'door' as you, there is no need to close it anymore. The old man said again.

The old shaman was very hesitant, but when he thought of Yi Bodhi's strength, it was not a problem at all, but the old man in front of him really didn't know the depths, which made the old shaman very jealous.

After thinking about it, the old shaman nodded, turned around, and just wanted to call the deaf and dumb little girl, but found that the girl had already bled and died on the ground.

The explosion of the black cloud just now, coupled with the strong wind, this little girl has already died in the wind.

He could only walk a few steps by himself, opened the 'door' of the 'hole' in the ground, and the old shaman himself went in and took Yi Bodhi out to reads.

Throwing Yi Bodhi on the grass, the old shaman did not untie the rope on her body, he wanted to test the old man's strength. Because in order for Yibodhi to stand up, it is necessary to remove the ropes from her body first.

The old man walked slowly two steps, lying on his side according to Bodhi, and could not see the old man's face. She just glared at the old shaman, thinking to herself that once her hands and feet were back in action, she would have to break this damn old shaman to pieces.

The old man bent down and gently brushed his palm behind Yi Bodhi, and there was no breath at all, and the rope had already been loosened.

Yi Bodhi felt her hands loosen and suddenly rolled on the ground, but she had just stood up, but she fell here because she had been lying on the 'bed' for more than a month and her body was extremely weak. She looked at the old shaman with hatred, and quickly turned her head to see who the man who had helped her untie the rope was.

At first glance, Yi Bodhi was overjoyed, although she also felt that the old man seemed to have changed a lot, but she still shouted happily: "Master, this old dog bullied me, you help me kill him!" ”

Master, of course, is Mandu Latu, and the old dog can only be an old shaman.

However, the old shaman is the younger brother of Mandu Ratu, and he has already said that Mandu Latu is dead, how can this old man be the master of Yibodhi?

In the shouting, Lao Sa was full of suspicions, and he didn't know what the hell Yi Bodhi was doing.

The old man who was called by Yi Bodhi to be the master looked at Yi Bodhi blankly, and slowly muttered: "Master? Little girl, do we know each other? Are you my disciple? ”

Yi Bodhi suddenly felt a little worried, but she still shouted loudly: "Master, how could you forget, I am your disciple Yi Bodhi, you went to Qiannan to find me when you were a child, and then took me as an apprentice, how could you forget?" ”

The old man's face was still full of sleepiness, but he said: "I have been displaced in this prairie for eighteen years in a trance, little girl, you are only more than fifteen years old, how can I go to Qiannan to take you as a disciple...... Qiannan? Sorcery? The old man's face slowly turned to the old shaman, and the old man seemed to remember something.