"What's the matter? Agut's injuries are not healed, why has Dumba become like this again!" a lama dressed in a red robe like Dumba pointed to Dumba and questioned the white-eyed monk, the hall was black.

"It was a young man, with dark eyes and a dead body. Chances are, he's a corpse!"

"Corpse Leader, this is an evil art, and those who refine the Corpse Leader will be hunted down and killed by the righteous path, don't talk nonsense. Before the white-eyed monk could finish speaking, one of the three lamas stood up, with undisguised suspicion on his face.

He never believed this white-eyed monk.

After all, he is an outsider.

"Hmph, dare to save that woman, these people are not evil ways, so what are they? When Agut and Dumba are settled, the four of us will go and destroy them together, which can be regarded as a demon eradication and defense road!"

It was another lama who spoke, standing in front of the man.

What a demon slayer.

"Silence!" the black lama pressed his palms on the two of them, and his face was a little more solemn than before. "My eyes are black, and I'm full of life, is there anything else?"

"He shattered Dumba's Dharma with just one punch, and it was this punch that made Dumba so crazy and stupid. The white-eyed monk did not let the words of the other two lamas affect his state of mind, and replied word by word.

"A punch?"

"Yes, punch! He was still shouting 'he's back' when I saved Dunba, and the situation was urgent, and I didn't know who he was, and he had already fainted and hadn't woken up until now. The white-eyed monk lowered his eyebrows, thinking back to the young man.

Who is that young man who can smash an Earth Immortal Buddha's Dharma with one punch? And the kid with the gun, who can compete with himself at a young age, if he is given another ten years, he can't say how long he can hold out under him!

"Okay, I see, it's that guy, he's back. ”

The tone was heavy, as if he knew the date of his death.

"Who the hell is he? Kumba, what are you afraid of?"

"His name is Houqing. Master Shiming, you won't be unclear about the meaning of this name. Kumba looked at the white-eyed monk, and there was suddenly a lot of compassion in his eyes.

This name is too heavy for them.

"Is it him?!"

When Shi Ming remembered this name, he was also shocked.

That kind of fear that comes from the soul.

Hou Qing is the younger brother of Xuanyuan, and initially as a member of the Yellow Emperor of the Xuanyuan clan, the general helped the Yellow Emperor attack Chiyou and made great achievements. Hou Qing's courage and good fighting were appreciated by the Yellow Emperor, and he was highly used by the Yellow Emperor, and he went to major battles many times. However, in a war, Houqing unfortunately fell into the encirclement of the Chiyou army, and finally died of exhaustion, and still killed countless enemies before his death.

However, after Hou Qing's death, his corpse was exposed to the wilderness, and his soul wandered around and refused to disperse for a long time. It wasn't until later that Hou Qing's resentment became heavier and heavier: Hou Qing fought to the death for the Yellow Emperor during his lifetime, but after he died, no one came to collect his body!

For Hou Qing, the hatred for the Yellow Emperor is more important than grace.

In order to take revenge on the Yellow Emperor, Hou Qing broke into the Terran camp alone and killed thousands of Terran immortals, drank all the blood of the immortals, and ate all the flesh of the immortals.

Do all the immortals and demons.

The founders of various sects have been tortured and killed by him, the top ten witch ancestors of Nanyang, the Xiyi wizards, and even the Tuoba family have not escaped his bloodbath, and the thousands of inheritances in the ancient world have been cut off by him alone, and the remaining seventy percent have also been hit hard and languishing.

It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a demon in the eternal realm.

"Didn't he have his soul shattered by the great god Nuwa?!" Shi Ming's eyes that had been half-open suddenly widened, and the horror in his eyes almost swallowed him.

When Lingyin Temple was not called Lingyin Temple, it was slaughtered by one person, and that person was exactly such a black-eyed and black-eyed person!

If it weren't for the few monks scattered around, there would be no Lingyin Temple today.

"The four ancestors of zombies, the generals have been rumored to have been killed many times, but now they are only sealed by the Maoshan Daoists; as for the drought, we don't even know where she is at this time; and Yinggou hides her soul in mortals for thousands of years, if it is not for the spirit of the golden crow, it will not be discovered by the descendants of Luoshen, but even so, we have never known whether his soul is wiped out;

said that he could be completely destroyed, but I am afraid that he would not be able to. ”

Kumba finished and glanced around.

Sure enough, they were all dumbfounded.

"Then how are we going to fight him? Isn't this going to send us to death!" The lama who shouted the Demon Removal Guardian Dao before suddenly stopped, and never mentioned the "Demon Removal Guardian Dao" mentioned earlier.

"Even if we go back, Kum Bodhisattva will kill us!" Kumba said in a deep voice, pressing his hand against the man.

Between two fires.

"Let's send a message to the Bodhisattva first, as for what the Bodhisattva should do, he can only settle his destiny. ”

What else?

......

......

"Got it?" "The old man who stole the sky didn't know where to pull out a cigarette gun, and smoked it without a mouthful.

"It's him, I didn't expect to meet again after thousands of years. Dayi took out an arrow feather from his quiver and placed it on the sun.

It's like it's going to shoot.

"Can you still kill him?"

"Who? Jiuying or that guy?"

"Both. ”

"Nine babies can ...... Him, difficult. Dayi narrowed his eyes, and the arrow was still on the string.

"Didn't you kill him once?" the old man smacked his lips and let out a puff of smoke.

There was not a trace of wind in the barren land, and I could only watch a cloud of smoke rise slowly, like a dusty marshmallow.

"Where can you kill him, it's just while he hasn't grown up yet. ”

That's it.

"What do we do next? We can't get in there. Dayi gently pulled the bowstring, little by little, inch by inch.

"Wait, the opening of the Gate of Changbai will determine the beginning of the Great Era, and no one can interrupt it, not even God. The old man who stole the sky carried the cigarette pouch, hunched his back, and his head shrank into Su Qing's robe, so he couldn't see his expression clearly. "So we just have to wait here, and they will take care of the rest. ”

"Aren't you afraid and can't be sure?" Dayi won't save face for him, and he will mention which pot if it doesn't open.

"You've woken up like this, how can I still count? I'm just an immortal, and I can't be considered a heavenly one. The old man who stole the sky didn't care about him, just snorted his cigarette stick, and his chaotic eyes sometimes revealed some clarity.

No matter how you say it, he is still an old man.

"Oh, immortal. Only you know who your immortal position is, but if you can let Fuxi die in your hands, I can't think of anyone else except for the twelve immortals.

I just don't know which of the twelve immortals you are?"

"Twelve Immortals, I'm really honored. The old man who stole the sky was not stupid enough to be tricked by Dayi, but just said a vague word and covered up the past.

Twelve immortals, that is the strongest twelve immortals in the human race except for the three emperors and five emperors. Among them, the five emperors of the West, Shaohao Jintian, the Northern Emperor Zhuan, the Eastern Emperor Taihao Rixi, the Central Emperor Huangdi Xuanyuan, and the Southern Emperor Yandi Shennong were in charge of the five elements of gold, water, wood, earth and fire. Then there is the auspicious god Taifeng, the divine bird destroys Meng, kills the god and punishes the sky, the lord of Kyushu works together, the giant praises the father, the divine beast is enlightened, and the holy wood is redeemed.

These twelve have all fallen into the battle of immortals, but their immortal positions have not been inherited for thousands of years after that. The world has speculated in vain that they may not have fallen, or that they were directly defeated by the immortal clan during the great war, and sacrificed everything they had like the great god Fuxi, in exchange for the power of ascending to the sky.

"Where do you think this arrow can go farther?" Dayi suddenly spoke, the bow in his hand had been drawn into a full moon.

"Don't ask me, I'm not sure. ”

"Back then, when I was in the Heavenly Realm (the Mountain and Sea Realm, Dayi died before the two realms separated, so I still used to say the Heavenly Realm), I was able to shoot down the golden crow in the sky, I don't know what I can shoot with an arrow now. Dayi didn't rush to let go, but picked up his thumb and plucked the bowstring.

"Huh?" the old man raised his eyebrows as if he had noticed something strange.

"Wouldn't it be a pity if I didn't shoot this arrow with such a majestic qi machine erupting in front of me?" Dayi slowly withdrew the strength between his index and middle fingers, and squinted at the tip of the arrow.

"Zheng!"