At the top of the mountain, gravel is everywhere, empty and desolate, and scattered dwarf pines are interspersed with breeding, and the cold moonlight sprinkles on it, adding to the pale loneliness.

Under the dim night, Hai Dongqing roared and circled, sometimes eagerly hissing, sometimes swooping and roaring, breaking the silence of the night.

Between the rugged mountain tops, more than 20 figures stood in the corners of the surrounding areas, squatting steadily with all their might, their bodies leaning sharply towards the periphery, and their bodies were wrapped around slender chains, clutching them in their hands. In the center of more than 20 chains, there is a huge figure as majestic as a beast, wrapped around like zongzi. The ends of the chains full of barbs were deeply embedded in the muscles of the 'monster', and the bloody flesh was torn outward little by little.

The 'monster' was drenched in blood, and the wound was constantly bubbling outward, dripping outward along the chains, and dripping down the tattered clothes to the feet, and it looked miserable and embarrassed.

On the top of the whole mountain, only the hovering Hai Dongqing hissed eagerly from time to time, and the others were quiet, solemn and depressed, or ...... The 'monster' in the center of the chain occasionally let out a low roar and heavy gasps, like the painful groans of a wounded beast under the iron shackles.

Compared with the irritability and madness of the previous melee Skynet, today's 'monster' seems extraordinarily 'calm', a kind of dangerous and terrifying 'calm', at this moment he is just holding his body tightly, standing firmly in place, more exaggerated than Da Han's solid muscles, messy and long hair full of dust and broken leaves are casually draped on his head, covering the low-hanging face, only a pair of slender reddish eyes, through the gap in the long hair, staring straight ahead.

Within the sight of the 'monster', or between the gaps in the chains more than ten steps away from him, there was a much shorter chain, one wrapped around his throat and the other in the hands of a man dressed in black.

The man's body was long, slightly thin, and his long messy hair danced lightly in the wind, brushing his emaciated and pale face, his eyes drooping, and his gaze was hazy, giving people a sense of decadence and weakness.

Decadent, sad, lonely, and weak, like an orphan abandoned by the world, and like a son who is hurt by love, but the coercion and slaughter that permeate invisibly, and the fierceness that flashes in his eyes from time to time, can not be underestimated by anyone.

His identity is ...... Ghost King!!

Behind the left of the ghost king, on the chain controlled by the lonely spirit, stood an old man with gray hair, dressed in a red mink velvet, with a carved cane, and a thin and rickety figure, as if he could be blown down by the wind at any time, which made people worry about whether they would fall off from the slender chains.

The old man was smiling, seemingly amiable and harmless, and his wrinkled face gave people the kindness of the grandfather next door, but whose grandfather could stand firmly in chains, and whose grandfather could exude a heavy and terrifying coercion.

In the middle of the chains behind the old man, on each side stood a slender and bewitching blonde, one in red and carrying a two-meter giant sword, and the other in white Shengxue, holding a gorgeous golden scepter in his hand. The two glamorous girls hung their heads and closed their eyes, reverently and respectfully guarding the old man's side, seemingly beautiful and incomprehensible, but they gave people a sense of danger, just like the weapons they carried!

The left hand of the god of death, the meeting and the Heavenly Net Elder's House, a powerful and terrifying lineup, all appeared in the Sanuki Mountains at this moment, appearing on the top of this strange mountain, just to control the behemoth in the center of the battle circle!

The atmosphere was silent and depressing, everyone's eyes were locked on the 'monster' in the field, and the chains in his hands were controlled with all their might, as if they were going to drain his blood alive, forcing him to automatically give up resistance and struggle.

But......

After a long silence, Hai Dongqing couldn't stand the atmosphere of the crisis at first, and suddenly let out a sharp roar, and with the sharp momentum of thousands of miles of diving, he rushed to the old man who was downwind and slaughtered fiercely.

The atmosphere at the scene was still frozen and tense, and all the focus was only on the 'monster', and no one cared about its impact. It's just that at the last moment, the girl in red beside the old man suddenly exerted her strength, shot into the air, and with the flipping of her body, the giant sword behind her suddenly attacked, wrapped in a sharp cold light, and swept Hai Dongqing who swooped down.

Call!! Like two streamers colliding in the air, Hai Dongqing's trajectory was deflected at the last moment, pieces of feathers were sprinkled, a blood line splattered, and finally ...... Crashing into the chain like a loss of control, causing the arc of the road to shake, extending towards the center.

Roar!! As if under the influence of chains, the 'monster' suddenly let out a thunderous roar, and its silent body became furious again. Despite being entwined in chains, though the barbs are embedded in the flesh, despite being covered in blood, but ...... Struggle! Struggle! Struggle! Like a beast trapped in a net, it is crazy to break free, the appearance is terrifying, the breath is terrifying, the momentum is terrifying, the chains around the body shake violently, even the lonely soul and others with the end of the chain are also implicated, and the body is forcibly torn and moved there.

The expressions of everyone at the scene were tight, and the low roar rolled in their throats, and they tried their best to steady their pace.

The ghost king's body was as stable as a mountain, and he looked at each other coldly: "If you don't want to be dismembered, just wait to be captured!" ”

"The patriarch is relieved to learn that you are still alive, and hopes to renew the friendship. It's a pity...... A few years later, we met again, a generation of Tianjiao...... is so down, is it the death of China or the death of heroes.

Former warriors, we admire your glory and glory, admire your dedication, we really don't want to hurt you, give up...... Come with me back to your family, where you will be treated with the best courtesy, and soothe the torment you have suffered for fifteen years. ”

The old man spoke softly, his old face showed a trace of sadness, staring at the irritable figure in front of him, a sigh echoed in his heart, accompanied by a trace of fear.

It's him? It's him!! It's really him! When the news came back to the family, the whole family was shaken, no one wanted to believe it, and no one could accept it, and the 'Tianjiao' who had fallen in Miao Jiang actually reappeared in the world. In order to ensure the perfect end of the hunting plan, the patriarch ordered all Skynet to attack, and at the same time, he also entrusted the Ghost King and the Elder's House to ensure that the operation was unharmed.

It's just that...... See you again after fifteen years...... A generation of 'Big Buddha' has become a 'demon'!!

Should he lament the trick of fate and admire this selfless dedication, or should he be afraid of the madness and courage of the old living Buddha!

Old Living Buddha, Old Living Buddha, you ...... Unexpectedly...... Refining 'Buddha' into 'Demon'.

The 'monster' was as crazy as usual, and the rage was still the same, only this time, a hoarse and dry voice stumbled from under the messy long hair: "...... Chinese...... Summer ......"

Chinese? Chinese!! In the broken consciousness, under the blood-stained soul, there is only the only word Huaxia left!

"What's the trouble!" The old man slowly closed his eyes, and a sigh drifted faintly on the top of the mountain, there was sadness, there were sighs, but there were no ...... Admire......

"Like a demon like a Buddha, like a Buddha like a demon, a former hero, I ...... Hats off to you! I hope that one day, you and I will hunt the world side by side. But...... Now you ...... It's too tired...... "The Ghost King stared at the 'behemoth' tightly, and the strength of his right hand gradually surged, slowly spinning, winding around the chains, forcing the chains to tighten little by little.

"Collect the net, go!" The old man slowly opened his eyes, and the faint sound of footsteps in the air made his eyes slightly darkened.

"Turn!!" The ghost king shouted loudly, and the left hand of the god of death who was struggling to contain it around him moved in response to the sound, and began to move his body slowly, while keeping the chains tight, he began to rotate little by little, making the chains more finely wound around the 'monster', limiting the range of his movements.

The 'monster' didn't seem to feel pain at all, but instead of weakening its struggle, it became more violent, and the chains became tighter and tighter, deeply embedded in the flesh, and some of the barbs were pulled out of the flesh and skin, leaving a large 'flesh groove', and the blood continued to flow out.

The appearance is terrible!

"You beasts!!" Suddenly, a roar exploded, and Shen Aoming rushed like a lightning speed, and at the moment of strong stopping, his body spun violently, picking up a large stone more than one person high, and in the hysterical roar, the arm and wrist muscles tensed, and in the horrified gaze of the left hand of the nearby god of death, the whole was raised high and rushed towards them.

"Withdraw!!" The zombie's face changed slightly, and he decisively ordered, and the five dead left-hand members in the north position immediately dispersed and retreated. The boulder fell from the sky, smashed half of the mountain in the muffled sound of the bang, shook violently a few times, and then rolled down the ground, and the roaring sound truly interpreted the destructive power of the blow just now.

The sudden movement of the zombies caused the chain formation that restrained the 'monster' to relax, and the whole body was moved, and the power of the 'monster' burst out violently, and a fierce twist caused the imbalance of the left hand of the god of death in other directions on the spot.

"Whoever retreats, who dies!" The ghost king's cold voice sounded in the ears of the god of death's left hand, and everyone's expressions trembled slightly, and then their faces were hideous, and they tore the chains with all their strength with a low roar, controlling the somewhat chaotic formation.