The night was hazy, the night breeze was cool, a few jackdaws were crying in the distance, Ji Zhi wrapped his single clothes tightly, and Yang Lao had a melancholy face. The mountain road is winding, gradually no people, towering old trees cover the sky and moon, and gradually darken. Suddenly, a silver light flashed in the sky, casting stars among the trees and cistanches, but the thunder was not heard for a long time. Before I knew it, it was already pouring rain, blocked by jagged branches, and turned into white mist. so that no one may hear or see.

Yang Lao had already realized that something was wrong, he knew that there would be twists and turns along the way, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly.

"Childe, stop. I am in the light and the enemy in the dark, and I can only brake with stillness. Yang Lao shouted. Ji Zhi didn't know why, but he still listened to what Yang Lao said.

Seeing that the young master was confused, Elder Yang unconsciously sighed and said, "Silent Killing Technique, Your Excellency is known as Boss Cao who kills people in his dreams?"

"Hey, hey, hey" responded with a few weird laughs. Zhao Yalong only felt that the laughter was extremely harsh when he heard it, but Ji Zhi felt like he had been hit hard, and his face was pale.

"Your Excellency has been famous for a long time, why bother the younger generation" Boss Yang was furious, took off his wet clothes, and saw a strange fish written on its back, with a huge head, ears like a cat, no scales on the whole body, and a colorful body like a tiger.

"Huwei Tai Sui Yang Wei is here. Yang Lao shouted. A voice sounded in all directions: "Kill Cao Da in your next dream, only take red goods today, if your Excellency gives face, you will not hurt anyone in the next place,"

According to the rules of the cultivation world, one person has to sign up for his own number, and one party must respond, otherwise the momentum will be a little worse, and people will think that he is hiding his head and showing his tail. Of course, there is no fool who has low strength, but he provokes the immortals with this.

Yang Lao said with a smile: "Friends, who doesn't know, Your Excellency keeps everything in one hand, but doesn't leave a living mouth." ”

Cao Da snorted coldly, there were water arrows in all directions, Yang Lao waved his hand, and the tattoos on his body swirled around, as if he came to life, and the white mist of water arrows was evaporated. But there is no shadow of Cao Da. Countless dark rays came from all directions, and Yang Tiger roared, and the dark rays fell one after another.

Zhao Yalong asked: "Gu Lao, what is the situation?" Gu Lao said disdainfully: "This Cao Da wants to enter the Dao with a killing, but he has all the bells and whistles, and it is dark at this time, and it also attracts fog." How can there be such a killer? Sure enough, the soil under Yang Lao's feet was shattered, and a silver sword hit Yang Lao's crotch from the bottom up, but a cold light shot at Ji Zhi.

"You're finally out", Boss Yang laughed, smashed Cao Datian's spirit cover with one foot, and easily caught up with Han Mang and pocketed dozens of bone-penetrating needles in his hand. Zhao Yalong's mouth opened wide in surprise, and a lot of saliva dripped on Ji Zhi's body.

Ji Zhi said: "With Yang Lao's shot, this kind of local chicken and tile dog is naturally vulnerable. At this time, the fog had dissipated, the torrential rain had stopped, and Yang Lao looked up at the sky proudly, but he was shocked. I saw that it was not the branches that covered the sky, but the countless black crows that hid the sky and the moon, but they remained silent, casting their dead eyes on the two people and three dogs. Yang Lao then remembered that it was already winter at this time, and the trees should be bare, and he and Cao Da were careless.

"Is it the old man of the black crow?" said Yang Lao, "I'm afraid Mr. Deadwood is here too." Countless black crows scattered as birds, turning into an old man in a black robe in the air, and a towering tree rose from the ground, and a human face appeared on the trunk of the tree.

"I want half of the immortal stone left," Mr. Deadwood said ruthlessly, and Zhao Yalong could tell that he was the blue-robed monster who raised the price with the old man of the black crow.

"We waited for the deliberate fight at the beginning, and we had already formed an alliance on the way to kill all the other miscellaneous pieces that stood in the way, leaving only Cao Da to explore the way. The old crow laughed. "And I'm going to ask those three dogs to refine the hellhounds. So each of us takes what we need, and you wait until you accept your fate. ”

is worthy of being a titled powerhouse, and with a few words, Yang Lao unconsciously dispelled the idea of sowing discord, so he had to fight to the death.

"Ji Jiahu Wei Tai Sui Yang Wei participated," Yang Lao shouted.

The towering tree said solemnly: "Under the dead tree".

The old man of the black crow also put away his hippie smile and said solemnly: "Little old man black crow, I am afraid that Your Excellency is not the title of Huwei, but the title of Huwei." ”

Without him, the name of every cultivator is sharpened in the sea of corpses and blood, even if a person's title is vulgar and ridiculous, and he has signed up for his own number, others will treat him solemnly, which is respect for others and respect for himself.

After passing through the name, Mr. Deadwood gave birth to countless branches and vines that hit Yang Lao directly, and everywhere he passed was rotten and festering, turning into ashes.

Gu Lao said: "This tree demon wants to take the road of life and death, turn life into death, but unfortunately it is born rotten and the road is reversed, it should be turned into life first" Zhao Yalong rolled his eyes, he was used to listening to Gu Lao's tricks.

And the old crow has been in countless battles, so naturally he will not let Yang Lao break them one by one. I saw a gleam in the eyes of the old man of the black crows, and countless black crows were driven by arms.

It turns out that the black crow was originally one of the nine strange sects in the world, the outcast of the Royal Beast Sect, the door pays attention to refining beasts and driving beasts, taking beasts as slaves, and its disciples often drive beasts, and one person is an army. The Golden Crow Daxu is also a dominant party, because the doctrine is contrary to the beast spirit gate, so it has been fighting endlessly.

And the old man of the black crow is good at driving the crow to fight, and the Royal Beast Sect expelled him in order to avoid it, so he gradually escaped into the demon path, and today he came to intercept the road with the demons.

And Mr. Deadwood is a natural grass spirit. The north is bitter and barren, and the monks are reluctant to set foot in it, and the spirits, demon cultivators, monsters, and evil ways are rampant, and everyone is not surprised. Of course, Zhao Yalong can also be counted as a demon beast now.

Ji Zhi hugged Zhao Yalong and trembled, Zhao Yalong said, "Why don't you make a move?"

The old man sighed pityingly, but did not speak.

said that it was too late, and then it was fast, and Mr. Deadwood's countless roots were already close at hand, attacking Yang Lao alone. Yang Lao waved his arms, his muscles agitated, and he tore off the roots with a single move. The momentum was so overwhelming that the crows did not dare to approach.

Ji Zhi was about to cheer, but Yang Lao covered his arms, very painful. Mr. Deadwood's old face is green, and countless shoots grow from among the dead branches, which is very pleasant.

Yang Lao didn't expect that Mr. Deadwood was a killer move as soon as he made a move, so he was hit and absorbed a lot of vitality.

The black crow monster smiled: "I still lack a blood servant under my seat, it is better for you to descend, I will leave you with all the corpses, isn't it better than being devoured by an old tree." ”

Countless black crows wailed and fell, the blood of beasts stained the earth red, and countless maggots crawled out of the ground. Countless leeches fell from the trees, wanting to devour the blood of Yang Lao. The three dogs in Ji Zhi's arms, except for Zhao Yalong, were all caused by the smell of blood to look up to the sky and howl.

The crow laughed and said: "In my bloody hell, there are worms, worms are as hard as King Kong, and in the mouth, the worms eat their lips first, then their tongues, then their pharynx, throat, heart, lungs, spleen, small intestines, large intestines, tendons, and even all flesh and blood, and no one has survived." ”

Zhao Yalong was shocked when he saw this scene, and thought: This kind of excitement for the whole land.

Yang Lao knew that he had been injured, and at this time, he was trapped by the blood and mud hell of the old man of the black crow. If you fight for a long time, you will be consumed to death. At this time, countless worms have eaten and drunk enough, turned into cocoons, and after a while, as the crow said, there is no physiology.

Old Yang: "Two, do you really want to fight to the death?"

The two deadwood and black crows did not say a word, and accelerated their onslaught, they knew how terrifying the death blow of the titled powerhouse was, and Yang Lao seemed to be a one-body cultivator, if he burned his essence and blood, and fought for his life, one of them would be seriously injured.

The dead wood sped up its pace, and countless thorns emerged from the ground, forcing Yang Lao in one place, and countless insect cocoons were already wriggling, and they could break out of the cocoons at any time.

These two people are experienced, ruthless, and know how to deal with physical cultivation, and they are both attacking from a distance, and Yang Lao is tired of running for his life and has no time to fight back.

"Gu Lao, don't you make a move?" Zhao Yalong asked.

"Okay, but you have to pay the price. Bone Old said casually. Zhao Yalong didn't dare to say it anymore, he begged the old man to save him from hell before, which led to the separation of his brothers and his reincarnation as a dog, where did he dare to ask the old man again.

The battle is scorching, Huang Lao does not seek merit, hug Yuan Shouyi, he knows this kind of evil way, and if he waits for a while, tomorrow will definitely be full of momentum. Deadwood and black crows also knew the reason, and the offensive was more urgent and ruthless, and they wanted to kill Huang Lao in the battle.

At this time, the cocoons burst one after another, and the green butterflies crawled out one after another, sucking the residual blood on the ground, squeezing their wings dry, and dancing. They all flew towards Yang Lao's mouth, and Yang Lao's punch scattered a lot, only to feel that it was as hard as iron, and his fist was faintly painful, so he knew that he couldn't delay it any longer.

Yang Lao said: "Eight hundred quicksand realms, three thousand weak water depths. ”

Ji Zhi shouted: "Old Yang, don't do it."

"The goose feathers can't float, and the reed flowers sink at the bottom," Yang Lao said again. At this time, the tiger shark tattoo on Yang Lao's body had already swam to his chest.

After the old man of the black crow was famous, he saw that he was extraordinary, and he was shocked: "You are really a child of the Ji family in Zhongzhou? No, no, I don't believe it." But Mr. Deadwood didn't know why, and still stormed.

"The big surname in the world is out of Zhongzhou, and the big surname in Zhongzhou is out of Ji's family" Boss Yang shouted, "With my mortal blood, please come to my ancestors"

The tattoo of the tiger shark slowly peels off, turning into a big silk in mid-air, fluttering in the wind, there is a word "Zhou" on the big silk, and a tiger shark hovers and roars on the side of the big silk. The surrounding land was reduced to mud and sand, swallowing up the green butterfly and Mr. Dead Wood. In an instant, it killed a powerful party in an instant.

Zhao Yalong also felt the suppression of his blood, and he was afraid in his heart, but the tiger-striped puppy roared in the sky, echoing the tiger shark from afar.

I saw that Yang Lao had already run out of oil and the lamp had dried up, his black hair turned white in an instant, and he was slumped on the muddy ground, shaking his finger at the old man with black crows.

The old man of the black crow was shocked and said: "Are you crazy, your blood is not pure, and you forcibly invite your ancestors, you will be crippled and completely lost, and you will be killed immediately."

"I will die without fear, and I will protect the young master. Yang Lao shouted.

"Okay, you can invite the ancestors, I can too", the old crow man sang: "Tanggu has a buttress, one day to come, one day to come out, all contained in Wu." Suddenly, countless black crows turned into black sun, and the black robes on their bodies burned to ashes.

He said loudly, "Towards the beast forest, climb the peak." Beast servants walk in the clouds, only I control the beast sect. Out of it came out of a three-legged golden crow, and the blazing black flame burned out a black da, which was called "royal". The old man of the black crow was rapidly declining, but the golden crow in the sky was immense.