Chapter 266: Sworn to the death and marched to Tianmu Mountain

"Boy, what do you want to do?"

Just as he was walking, behind an exploding mountain bag in front of Zhou Ming, an old man with a yellow beard suddenly rushed out in embarrassment, and raised his hand to block Zhou Ming's way.

Zhou Ming's figure froze instantly, and he didn't know what the other party intended for a while, and looked at the other party vigilantly.

Looking at it closely, the old man was really embarrassed, his robe was tattered, stained with blood and mud, and there were several blood holes on his body, as if he had been injured by the broken sword qi of the broken marquis, his breath was sluggish, his old face was distorted in pain, and his eyes were full of pain and horror.

Even so, it can still be seen that this old man is by no means an ordinary person, his cultivation is at least above the sixth grade, and among the vast number of beast masters, he can definitely be regarded as a first-class master. Judging from the clothing and accent, it should be an adventurer from the Kingdom of Mountains and Seas.

Hearing the other party's question, Zhou Ming's heart moved, and he immediately lied and said: "I have a brother who is still in front, I'm afraid he is already unconscious." I must get him out!"

"To save someone?"

The old man was stunned when he heard this, and then shook his head sadly and said, "The old man escaped from there." Young man, believe me, there are no more living people over there. Those otherworldly monsters are about to spread. At this time, rushing up is only a dead end. Listen to the old man, and don't be rash. In the face of such a catastrophe, under the beast soul master, how different is my beast master from grass mustard?"

When Zhou Ming heard this, he realized that the old man had a good intention and persuaded him not to send him to death. Although he was a little moved in his heart, he had no intention of leaving. In any case, he had to enter the Ghost God Mountain. He wasn't sure who the Realm Fetus would end up with, but the life of the second daughter could not be missed no matter what.

"Thank you for your kindness!"

Zhou Ming smiled slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Although the junior is not in a high realm, he still has some means to save his life and escape, this time he just took a look at the past, confirmed it, and fulfilled his responsibilities as a friend, presumably there will be no danger to his life!"

"You junior, how can you be so ignorant of your life, stubborn, and don't listen to admonitions!"

When the old man heard this, he shook his head gloomily, moved his body away, and looked at Zhou Ming with regret.

Zhou Ming knew that there was no room for delay, and his mind was not here at all, so he didn't think much about it, and when his body shook, he swept past the old man.

At the moment of misplacement, a terrifying killing machine suddenly emerged.

"Did no one witness you taking that arm?"

The old man, who was still embarrassed just now, instantly erupted with a terrifying momentum on his body, his gray hair stood up like steel needles, his yellow beard trembled slightly in the frenzied power, and his thin body swept out violently, furious like a crazy beast, his big hand opened sharply, like a terrifying sea beast, his bloody mouth opened, diffusing the ancient rhyme, giving birth to a powerful power of absorption and devouring, and he came to Zhou Ming in an instant.

“?”

It's a pity that Zhou Ming thought he was a good person, and he was once moved in his heart, but he didn't have a good heart at all, and he had already hit the idea of the beast soul master's arm.

said that it was too late and that was fast, in the face of the old man's unprepared killing move, Zhou Ming did not have any reservations at all, his body suddenly stopped, his whole body strength was wild, wild roared, his blood was boiling, his whole body was bright, and the wild nine colors, and the origin and Ming, instantly urged the power to the extreme, and raised his hand to meet it with a palm.

Hand of the Blood Wolf God!

A blood wolf totem suddenly appeared in Zhou Ming's palm, and the terrifying power instantly evolved into a blood wolf, leaping into the air, and colliding with the old man's methods when he landed.

With a click, the blood-colored wolf shadow bit the hideous sea beast, and the wolf's head devoured forward, engulfing the old man's entire arm, and the castration was still unabated, hitting the old man's body directly.

"You old horseman, you are really vicious!"

Looking at the old man who was in a state of embarrassment and retreating, Zhou Ming was really shocked and angry. If you change to another beast master today, you may really die here. After casting the hand of the Blood Wolf God, he couldn't help but feel a sense of weakness, and his body that had been violently pressed was in pain.

If it weren't for the fact that this old man had suffered a heavy blow, and there was the killing intent of the Beast Soul Master in his body, his strength was less than half of what he was at his peak, Zhou Ming was afraid that it would be difficult to resolve the opponent's killing moves.

"How do you ......?"

The yellow-bearded old man didn't expect Zhou Ming to be able to unleash such a powerful and terrifying means, not to mention dissolving his lore with one blow, but also abolishing one of his arms and seriously injuring him.

He looked at Zhou Ming incredulously, his eyes were full of horror, and he was halfway through his words, but he was interrupted by the wild blood spraying.

"I think your boss is not small, a dignified seven-rank beast master, and he shamelessly attacked a junior?"

Zhou Ming once again saw the unpredictability of people's hearts, his eyes were cold, his body shook violently, and he instantly approached the old man.

"Junior, how dare you kill me?"

The yellow-bearded old man felt the chilling killing intent, his eyes widened, and his whole body was violent, and he actually intended to resist.

However, with the blessing of butterflies, Zhou Ming's speed was so fast.

Sa!

As soon as the cold light flashed, Zhou Ming had already dodged and retreated, without the slightest pause, turned around and left, and swept away in the direction of Tianmu Mountain.

Behind him, the power of the yellow-bearded old man's one-arm surged, and the arm struck out violently according to instinct, but the beast trick that was supposed to be urged could not be used, just because the head was tumbling and falling from the top of the neck in unison.

Zhou Ming learned this lesson and no longer dared to be careless. Fortunately, no living person was encountered.

In a short time, Zhou Ming had already swept out more than ten miles. The old man's words were not entirely wrong, the beast masters in this area, except for the legions that formed a formation, were indeed all dead. Almost all of them were affected by the aftermath of the battle between the Black Snake Marquis and the Broken Prisoner Marquis, and finally died.

"It's so cruel! Now in the chaos, under the beast soul master, they are indeed all mustard cannon fodder-like existences!"

Zhou Ming's figure paused slightly, smelling the strong smell of blood in the air, as well as the strong undercurrent of yin and evil aura, and couldn't help but sigh.

Looking ahead, between the mountains and mountains, you can sometimes see a cloud of strange shadows fluttering and drifting, like the legendary hungry ghosts, weird and crazy searching for living bodies.

Almost every few breaths, you can see a monster that has reshaped itself rising into the sky, joining the camp of besieging the beast soul masters of the two countries.

Above the sky, the wild coercion of the beast soul master and the ghost clan was like a thousand sacred mountains, and the invisible town fell, and the people who pressed it almost collapsed and died. The aftermath of the battle struck down from time to time, and everywhere it was touched, it was a terrible destruction.

It's so hard to get through this dead zone.

Zhou Ming took a deep breath and decisively swallowed a Ten Thousand Breath Golden Body Pill. In order to enter Tianmu Mountain, he could do whatever it takes. Nothing could be more important than Ting's life. It's just a pill, and it's something outside the body. He wasn't distressed at all.

Bao Dan took it, and the effect was immediate.

"Shhh

Zhou Ming jumped forward, spanning more than ten zhang from a frenzy, his feet on the rock, and with a bang, he swept forward again.

The aftermath of the battle from the sky swept like raging waves, and Zhou Ming knew that he had to be fast. The time for the elixir is limited, and swallowing it means fighting against the water. The side effects after the drug has ended are definitely not so pleasant. If he hadn't been able to get close to Tianmu Mountain before the effect of the medicine had ended, then everything would have been over.

- Not only will he not be able to save his second daughter, but he will probably die himself.

Zhou Ming was like a tidebreaker, wandering in the space between the destructive forces. The sight was like that of a small soldier running through the sky and under fire. It's a pity that this is not a movie, and there is no screenwriter who makes him immortal.

"Not good!"

Just as he landed again, a red shadow suddenly flew out from behind the exploding and churning earth.

At that moment, he was only ten zhang away from the Ghost Spirit King.

Complex environment, terrifying pressure, violent power, flying sand and rocks that cover the sky and the sun...... All of this greatly interfered with Zhou Ming's perception, so that he couldn't discover this terrifying existence that suddenly swooped down from the sky.

When he saw the Ghost King, the Ghost King locked on to him. Zhou Ming didn't know that the other party was originally coming for him, a lively guy.

Without any pause, without any hesitation, Zhou Ming instantly entered the state of tyrant, and then suddenly rose into the sky.

He moved, and so did the ghost king.

He slammed into the air, as fast as a cannonball. The same is true of the Ghost King, but it is much faster, and it is extremely precise to intercept.

At the last moment, Zhou Ming, who was passing through the sky, suddenly rose again, and his speed soared ten times and a hundred times.

- He transformed into a strange crow with purple arcs wrapped around his body, and at the moment when the Ghost King was about to touch him, he escaped like a bird narrowly avoiding a net.

By means of change and using unexpected little resourcefulness, Zhou Ming took a look at it and resolved a crisis.

Flash, Turn, Fly......

The cliff of Tianmu Mountain in front of him was getting closer and closer, and the collapsed rocks fell downwards like rain. Zhou Ming's speed did not stop, but became faster and faster. Because the crisis has not been resolved at all. Although the ghost king missed, he did not give up. On the contrary, his tenacity deeply attracted the other party.

The Ghost King is coming!

In the spirit state, it can ignore a lot of physical blows, and by adjusting the shape of the body, it can avoid a lot of devastating waves.

"God forbid, God forbid, God forbid......"

Zhou Ming now, apart from flying forward like crazy, the only thing he can do is to pray that his luck is not too bad.

- As long as he wasn't hit by the deadly aftermath from the sky, then he had a good chance of entering the Sky Curtain Mountain before the Ghost King caught him.

At the critical moment, God did not bless him, but it was not deliberately difficult for him.

Zhou Ming's luck is neither good nor bad, and there are several aftermaths in the process, but he can barely accept it. His pace of progress was not slowed down too much. It's just that the ghost king in the rear is already very close.

It's fast, it's fast, it's fast......

Getting closer and closer to Tianmu Mountain, Zhou Ming had already contacted the Blood Wolf God. The blood wolf god entrenched in the womb of the realm. After receiving the order, the blood wolf god began to exert all his strength, preparing to lead Zhou Ming in the air.

Sa!

At this moment, the Ghost Spirit King, who was flying like a cloud of fire, finally came to the best hunting distance, his body shrank sharply, and then suddenly elongated, and three slender tentacles like blood-colored demon snakes leaned forward, twisting and winding straight towards the small purple figure......