Everyone was amazed to find that on the back of the red fang, a pair of long flesh-colored wings glowing with brilliant streamers suddenly stretched out, adding a fierce and incomparable momentum to its appearance!

"That thing actually flies, and it looks even more ferocious! Has this thing been injured before? Why hasn't it gotten weaker, but stronger?" Ji Qingyun asked Liao Zhifan in astonishment.

"Its controller has injected a lot of spiritual power into it! That's why it's like this..."

Liao Zhifan said his judgment, and then suddenly said: "The main lord tonight is about to appear!"

"What do you mean?"

Ji Qingyun was taken aback when he heard this, and hurriedly asked Liao Zhifan.

"Cheng Xiaojun is not the owner of this red fang, its owner is someone else!" Liao Zhifan explained.

"Ahh Who the hell is it?" Ji Qingyun was taken aback.

"Its owner is me..."

A strange and mournful laughter came from the depths of the cave hall, this sound was very special, like scraped glass, which made people feel particularly uncomfortable when they listened to it.

Everyone immediately raised their eyes and looked ahead......

Then, I saw that behind the red fang floating in mid-air, a rickety figure suddenly appeared, slowly walking towards this side, and everyone could see his appearance clearly...

It was a thin old man with a thin body, dressed in a robe made of black homespun, and carrying a shiny blackened cane in his hand, looking old and frightening.

The old man's appearance was very strange, his head was bare, not a single hair, his middle was high and bulging, his scalp was very flabby, like a waste flour bag covering his skull, the drooping skin fell to two strontium, the bags under his eyes were large and dark, very swollen, and his eyes were squinted, as if he had never opened them, his narrow face was matched with a nose as narrow as an olecranon's beak, and his lips were thin and pale, and the whole was filled with a gloomy and incomprehensible atmosphere.

The black and thin old man walked to a place more than ten meters away from everyone and stood still with an expressionless face, facing everyone in front of him, but his eyes were closed, and his expression seemed to be very disdainful of everyone.

"You are?"

Liao Zhifan suddenly felt that this old man was a little familiar.

"Truly... Poor Dao Dao No. Xuan Yuanzi!"

The thin black man said his name slowly.

"Huh? You are the Xuanyuanzi of the Heavenly Master Sect who has been missing for more than 30 years!"

As soon as Liao Zhifan heard the black and thin old man's words, his face suddenly changed drastically.

"Truly... I haven't appeared in Dahua for many years, but I didn't expect anyone to recognize me!"

The black and thin old man Xuan Yuanzi squinted at Liao Zhifan: "You junior, you have a bit of eyesight!"

"I... Of course I know you! You are the mortal enemy of our sect!"

Liao Zhifan gritted his teeth and said, and then pulled out the seven-star sword behind his back.

"Oh, it's the one who controls the Sword Gate! no wonder..."

Xuan Yuanzi glanced at Liao Zhifan, and then asked, "Is Luo Yitian, the head of your Sword Control Sect, okay?"

"Hmph! Master Luo is my mentor, he has been immortal for more than ten years! This is all thanks to you..."

Liao Zhifan gritted his teeth and looked at Xuan Yuanzi and said.

"Truly... It turns out that you are Luo Yitian's apprentice! interesting!

Xuan Yuanzi looked at Liao Zhifan and smiled sadly.

"Back then, you used evil magic to hurt my mentor and killed dozens of disciples of my Sword Control Sect, this hatred is as deep as the sea! I don't share the sky with you! Today I want to take your dog's life and pay tribute to my mentor and the dead fellow disciple!"

Liao Zhifan said as he walked towards Xuan Yuanzi.

"Looks like you really want to avenge your master, then I'll give you this chance now..."

As soon as Xuan Yuanzi raised his head, in his eyes that seemed to be squinting forever, his white pupils twitched, his hooked nose twitched, and he suddenly raised the shiny cane in his hand.

And when Xuan Yuanzi spoke, he always subconsciously stretched out his red tongue and licked his upper and lower lips, just like the lips covered with red rust blades were licked to the skin dry and cracked, and the layers of dead skin-like things turned up on it, it looked like an old snake that had cultivated to become a refinement, and spit out snake hyacinths on the ground. And his voice was sharp and hoarse, like a strange sound of breaking glass, which made people sound very creepy.

"Today you and I will not die!"

Liao Zhifan walked to Xuan Yuanzi and stood about 5 meters away, and then looked at him coldly.

"If you dare to say such a thing to me, you must have gotten a bit of Luo Yitian's true inheritance, right?" Xuan Yuanzi asked with squinted eyes.

"You'll see it in a moment!"

Liao Zhifan said, shaking the seven-star sword in his hand, and a stream of true yuan poured into the sword body, and it was suddenly glorious.

"Truly... It's kind of interesting..."

Xuan Yuanzi sneered, and suddenly his body shrank, and like a ghost, he silently moved back more than ten meters, and suddenly distanced himself from Liao Zhifan.

"This Xuanyuanzi is so powerful, just this hand, I'm... It's hard to deal with him!"

When Liao Zhifan saw this, he couldn't help but be dumbfounded. Therefore, Xuan Yuan Zilu's hand belongs to the kung fu of teleportation, and in the real battle, it is definitely a very terrifying skill.

But after seeing Xuan Yuanzi move out, he immediately waved the crutches in his hand and recited a few words of mantra in his mouth...

I saw that the mutated red fang, shaking the pair of long black wings in mid-air, the body moved, just in the blink of an eye, it actually bypassed Liao Zhifan, and flew in front of everyone in an instant.

Everyone could even see very clearly that the ugly grimace of the red fang was particularly hideous!

Liao Zhifan was startled, and hurriedly turned around to chase the red fang, but was stopped by a strange aura.

"Truly... Little friend of the Sword Gate, don't you want to fight to the death with the poor Dao, come here!"

It turned out that the qi was emitted by Xuan Yuanzi, blocking Liao Zhifan's way.

"I'll fight with you!"

Liao Zhifan was shocked, and then let out a loud shout, and rushed towards Xuan Yuanzi with the Nian Seven-Star Sword...

"Poor Dao will play with you..."

Xuan Yuanzi laughed strangely and greeted him.

Because Liao Zhifan tried his best, Xuan Yuanzi intended to retain his strength, and the two sides were inseparable for a while.

And at this time, the red fang's grimace that flew above everyone's heads suddenly opened, "Poof!" A large black mist as thick as ink burst out of the mouth of the blood plate, and shrouded everyone.

For a while, everyone felt that the fishy wind was blowing on their faces, the stench was very strong, and this black fog also carried a hot corrosive feeling, obviously, this was a very toxic black fog.

Zhou You's hands quickly folded, and then waved forward, and at the same time shouted: "King Kong Talisman, Cover"