Dou Zhanlong raised his head slightly, looking at Meng Fu who was leaping in the air, his face was shocked. He clearly saw a powerful black mist emanating from Meng Fu's body, and his heart trembled.

Meng Fu's eyes lit up, the corners of his mouth slanted, his nose moved, he exhaled a cool breath, stretched out his hands, and held a wave of thorn darts at a very fast speed, in an instant.

"It's okay now." Meng Fu's legs drooped, his feet fell to the ground, and he smiled back.

"Mengfu, you're really getting better and better!" Tie Niu got up, patted the dust on his body, and said with a smile in his eyes: "You can almost fly against the wind!" ”

Tang Bai and Dou Zhanlong glanced at each other and did not speak.

"Big brother, I didn't know where the power came from just now, and suddenly I flew up." Meng Fu was confused, and his eyes were a little confused.

"It's okay, let's move on." Dou Zhanlong's eyes were deep, his eyes were gloomy, and his face was solemn, and he turned sideways around Meng Fu and continued to move forward.

After walking about fifty meters, Dou Zhanlong found that the trees on both sides were becoming more and more sparse, and he could vaguely see bright sunlight, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

"I didn't expect this forest to be quite big." Tie Niu walked out of the woods, looked back, and said with a long sigh of relief: "Fortunately, we all came out safely." ”

"Yes, out of the woods, further on, it should be the southern city of Chengnan." Tang Bai stood on tiptoe and looked into the distance.

"Hahahaha, you're finally here." A loud laugh, mixed with a cold breeze, hit the cochlea of Dou Zhanlong and the others.

Dou Zhanlong's head felt a sharp pain, and he couldn't help frowning.

Tie Niu and Tang Bai had already covered their ears, their faces were ugly, and they looked very painful.

Surprisingly, Meng Fu still stood still, his eyes dark, revealing a sly light.

Suddenly, the wind blew fiercely, rolling up countless leaves on the ground, Dou Zhanlong and the others subconsciously raised their arms, covered their faces, held their breath, and supported their bodies hard.

"Who are you?" A vicissitudes of life and a deep voice remembered: "Why did you enter the Death Forest?" ”

Dou Zhanlong lowered his arm, opened his eyes, and looked fixedly, standing in front of him was an old man who looked to be sixty or seventy years old, with a wrinkled forehead, thick eyebrows, sharp eyes, and a long goatee.

Dou Zhanlong bowed respectfully, folded his hands, put them on his chest, and said politely: "We wanted to go to the south of the city to run errands, but we got lost for a while and fell into the woods. ”

The old man raised his hand and stroked his beard, his eyes narrowed slightly, looked Dou Zhanlong and his party up and down, and said in disbelief: "You mean you accidentally fell in?" ”

Dou Zhanlong's eyes widened and he nodded affirmatively.

"Nonsense!" Suddenly, the old man's eyes widened, his pupils lit up, and he gritted his teeth and scolded: "Each of you is skilled, how can you accidentally fall?!" ”

"That's it!" Behind the old man, a middle-aged man with shawl hair and a mouth full of stubble stepped forward and said, "We have laid so many traps in the woods, it is impossible for ordinary people to get through guò. But you are unscathed, and you must have kung fu. ”

Dou Zhanlong tilted his head, took a deep breath, clenched his fists tightly behind his hands, stared angrily, and glared at the middle-aged man fiercely.

The middle-aged man was stunned, took a step back, and lowered his head stupidly.

"It's not a secret, we are indeed ancient martial arts cultivators, and it is really helpless to break into the Forest of Death, please forgive me!" Dou Zhanlong bowed his waist slightly, and his eyes kept looking at the old man.

"Ancient Martial Arts cultivator?" The old man's expression was loose, his eyebrows were raised high, and he showed a surprised expression: "What are you going to do in the south of the city?" ”

"Get back what belongs to you." Dou Zhanlong glanced at the corners of his eyes, the corners of his mouth rose, and he said calmly.

"Elder, they are definitely not good people and cannot be let go." The middle-aged man approached the old man and whispered sneakily.

The old man frowned, glanced at Dou Zhanlong vigilantly, and lowered his eyes.

"Do you know that none of the people who entered the forest of death got out alive?" The old man raised his eyebrows and showed a sly expression.

"Old man, don't talk big." Iron Bull impatiently stepped forward and said, "You have laid so many traps in the woods, but they can't stop us, what tricks can you play?" ”

The old man turned his head and glared at the Iron Bull, his nostrils moved, he stretched out his hand and waved, and a whirlwind flew straight towards the Iron Bull.

Suddenly, the iron bull was swept up by the whirlwind, and his body took off into the air, lying horizontally in midair.

Dou Zhanlong looked back, his eyes were shocked, and he said, "What do you want to make us clear?" ”

"It's simple, leave your life behind." The middle-aged man said with bared teeth.

"Impossible!" Tang Bai was furious and showed his Tang knife.

As he spoke, Tang Bai slid and quickly came to the middle-aged man's side, raised his arm, and waved the Tang knife, about to slash at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man moved backwards, hunched and hid behind the old man.

The old man's eyes were slightly closed, his mouth was slightly open, and he was muttering something. Suddenly, more than a dozen wooden stakes sprang out of the woods, and they attacked Tang Bai one after another.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Dou Zhanlong hurriedly flew and jumped, grabbed Tang Bai, and quickly retreated.

Who knows, as soon as Dou Zhanlong and Tang Bai landed, wooden stakes attacked from all directions, and with a "bang", a wooden stake hit Dou Zhanlong's back.

Suddenly, Dou Zhanlong felt a powerful force, pressing down on his back, with severe pain in his chest, and as soon as he turned around, a wooden stake hit him head-on, straight to his abdomen.

Dou Zhanlong was taken by surprise, his face was pale, his whole body was weak, his legs trembled, and he barely stood on the ground.

"War Dragon, how are you?" Tang Bai glared angrily, glared at the old man with a look of resentment, and said viciously: "You actually use witchcraft? ”

"Hahaha, what is witchcraft?" The old man stroked his beard, looked up to the sky and howled, and the wind rose again.

Tang Bai was dizzy and staggered.

Meng Fu's eyes showed a fierce light, and from the rear, he jumped into the air, stood in front of the old man, and said with the corners of his mouth pursed: "Dare to bully my eldest brother, it is simply looking for death." ”

Meng Fu stretched his arms hard, his muscles expanded, his green tendons burst out, and the black mist surging at the center of his eyebrows, he opened his legs and kicked at the old man.

The old man leaned back, lowered his head, turned around quickly, and smiled evilly. Then, he jerked out his right arm, and a wand appeared in his hand.

Meng Fu hit the ground with one foot, kicked up with one leg, and held a short knife in his hand, and struck out violently, stabbing at the old man.

At the moment when the short knife stabbed out, the old man's eyes narrowed, turned and slid sideways, his body was agile, passed through Meng Fu's armpit, turned around and picked up his wand, and hit Meng Fu on the back of his head.

Suddenly, Meng Fu's head was clouded, his eyes were dark, his body was weightless, his legs were weak, and he fell to the ground.

"Take people away." The old man slowly stood still, took a deep breath, and turned to the middle-aged man.

"Elder, what are you going to do with these people?" The man in the middle raised his eyebrows, ill-intentioned.

"Go back to the tribe, light a fire, and sacrifice to the sky!" The old man's eyes were deep, his tone was cold, and he turned to leave.

When night fell, Dou Zhanlong and the others opened their eyes one after another and found themselves tied to a big tree, unable to move.

"What is this place?" Iron Bull asked, wistful.

Dou Zhanlong shook his head vigorously, kept his mind awake, opened his eyes wide, and wondered in his heart.

Not far away, a bonfire was blazing, and dozens of men in disheveled heads, scantily dressed, gathered around the fire, stretching their waists and dancing strangely.

"What is that old man doing?" Tang Bai frowned, his eyes widened, and he looked into the distance.

"It looks like a primitive tribe here." Dou Zhanlong coughed twice and said, "But we have to find a way to escape quickly." ”

"They're not going to burn us alive, are they?" Tie Li looked nervous, his voice trembled, and he said suddenly.

"What nonsense are you talking about?!" Tang Bai turned his head and glared at Tie Niu fiercely, and suddenly felt an unbearable headache.

"Elder, they're awake." A young man, standing in front of Dou Zhanlong, stretched out his hand to touch Dou Zhanlong's clothes with strange eyes.

"Who are you?" Dou Zhanlong struggled to retreat his body and asked tentatively.

"We are the Heavenly Kings, and any stranger who violates our territory will die!" The young man was unkempt, his eyes were bright, his lips were chapped, his mouth was bared, and he was frightened.

"The Heavenly Kings? Dead Forest? Dou Zhanlong muttered to himself suspiciously.

At this time, the old man walked over with a wand in his hand and led a dozen men wearing grass skirts and shirtless.

"Heavenly spirit, earth spirit, God bless the heavenly royal family, sacrifice to heaven today to keep safe." As he walked, the old man raised his head to the sky and muttered.

"Elder, they've all woken up, when are we going to do it?" The middle-aged man with shawl hair stepped forward and asked.

"When the moon is at its head, it is the best time." The old man looked around, stared at the moon in the sky, and said.

Dou Zhanlong, Tang Bai and the others glanced at each other, and after taking a deep breath, they held their breath and concentrated, turned on their true qi, and struggled hard, and the rope was broken.

"You're awake!" The old man stroked his beard and glared at him with a smug smile.

"Somebody, carry a few of them to the campfire." The middle-aged man has a lewd appearance and a cunning eye.

Dou Zhanlong raised his eyebrows, jumped up, flew to the old man's side, stretched out his arm, grabbed the old man's neck with one hand, and snatched the wand with the other hand.

Tang Bai and Meng Fu followed closely to break free from the rope, sliding under their feet, kicking their legs, and kicking more than a dozen men to the ground.

"Let us out!" Dou Zhanlong's eyes were vicious, he lowered his head, his mouth was close to the old man's ear, and said, "Your so-called sacrifice to the sky is just a means of wanting to kill people. ”

The old man's eyes were startled, and he shook his head hard, trying to break free from Dou Zhanlong's restraints, and said in a rough voice: "You, presumptuous!" It's just against the sky! ”

"Big brother, don't talk nonsense with them!" Tie Niu waved his arms and swayed towards Dou Zhanlong: "Hurry up and let us out!" ”

"Hurry up and let go of our elders!" The middle-aged man said with a lewd look in his eyes and a trembling voice.

Suddenly, the old man's gaze slanted, his arm swung back, and his elbow struck hard, poking straight at Dou Zhanlong's lower abdomen.

Dou Zhanlong's abdomen ached, and his hands subconsciously loosened slightly.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man looked fierce, trotted with his legs, turned behind Dou Zhanlong, kicked hard, and kicked Dou Zhanlong's back.

Iron Bull looked at him angrily, roared, limped one foot, jumped up, stretched out his arms, clenched his hands into fists, and hit him all the time, landing on the middle-aged man's chest.

Tang Bai and Meng Fu looked at each other, their feet moved forward, their legs apart, one hand forward, the other hand held at their waist, their eyes widened, staring at the old man tightly.

The old man jerked his legs and stomped his feet, shook his upper body, waved his wand, and recited incantations silently, his eyes sharp. Suddenly, the old man's eyes lit up, his eyes widened, and his left foot stepped forward and rushed towards Meng Fu.

Meng Fu patted his chest, shook his body, and stepped forward. Suddenly stretched out his hand, raised his strong arm, picked up the old man by the waist, and held it high above his head.

Tang Bai took out the Tang knife, bent his knees slightly, shook his arms, jumped into the air, and stabbed the old man with a bright knife.

Unexpectedly, the old man grabbed it with both hands, grabbed Meng Fu's eyes tightly, and his body writhed, struggling to fall to the ground.