"Pretending to be a ghost!" Wan Linggen jumped up with a loud sword and kicked open the door of a cave, the steel knife probed and retracted inside, a scream came, and two broken arms flew out of it.

Wan Linggen jumped back to his original position and looked coldly at the black hole.

"Still not coming out?" Wan Linggen said in a deep voice, "Do you still want to throw something out again?" ”

"Wait!" A sharp voice came, followed by a crackling footsteps, and a dozen disheveled men walked out with a white-haired old man who had lost his arms and had fallen into a coma.

"Who the hell are you? Why can we break through our dark lines? A woman with a pale face stared at Wan Linggen with a pair of triangular eyes.

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is who you are?" Wan Linggen looked at the men, and finally his gaze fell on the unconscious man.

"Haha!" The woman squealed and said disdainfully, "Who are we?" It's someone you can't afford to mess with! If you dare to offend us, you will not die well! ”

"Really?" Wan Linggen pursed the corners of his mouth, his body shook, and he appeared in front of the woman like a ghost, the steel knife in his hand shook a few times, only to hear a few muffled sounds, the heads of the three strong men standing beside the woman flew up, the headless corpse fell to the ground, and the splattered blood splashed on the woman's body and face, she screamed, her body shook, and she almost fell to the ground.

After completing this series of actions, Wan Linggen quickly retreated back to the same place, quietly looking at the woman.

The woman wiped the blood from her face desperately, and kept spitting in her mouth, and it took a while for her colorful face to be revealed.

"You...... Who are you? The woman cried out in despair.

"You'd better tell me who you are first!" Wan Linggen did not back down in the slightest.

"You don't deserve to know!" The woman laughed sadly, groped her hand around her waist for a moment, and suddenly pulled out a long whip and threw it at the root of all spirits, screaming at the same time; "Die!"

Wan Linggen flashed to the left side unhurriedly, the back of the knife knocked outward, and with a clear sound, the long whip touched the steel knife, and the tail of the whip rolled back, wrapped around the knife several times, and was rigidly entangled together.

The woman pulled hard, Wan Linggen held the handle of the knife and did not move, and the two fought with each other, but neither let go.

Wan Linggen didn't expect this woman's strength to be so great, and he almost used all his strength to ensure that he was not pulled to move forward. As if deliberately trying to compete with him, the woman held the whip in both hands, bowed back, and her face flushed.

Wan Linggen suddenly smiled strangely, screamed, the hand that grabbed the handle of the knife suddenly let go, and the body involuntarily fell forward, the woman looked proud, and was about to speak, but she saw a black shadow flashing in front of her, and with a bang, the long whip that rolled back backwards and rolled the steel knife and smashed it on her chest, with a muffled sound, the woman opened her mouth and spit out a mouthful of black blood, and her body took several steps backwards. And the power of the long whip was still inexhaustible, and it circled around her several times, wrapping her arms around it, and finally the steel knife slapped firmly against her face, and the already uncoordinated features completely dissolved with the pale face after this blow.

With a plop, the woman fell to the ground, trembling incessantly, black blood spurting out of her mouth, and she saw that she was no longer alive.

Not to mention the people beside the woman, even Han Ping, who was standing not far away, couldn't help but be surprised when he saw this scene, and his eyes were a little more confused when he looked at Wan Linggen.

Wan Linggen "staggered" to stabilize his figure, only a few steps away from the place where the woman fell, he took a quick step forward, picked up the steel knife on the ground, put it to his mouth and blew the blade, his eyes swept over the strong men, and finally stopped at the unconscious old man.

"This old man, if you don't open your eyes again, you won't have a chance again." Wan Linggen's cold voice was like a sharp blade stabbing at the people in front of them, they all shook in unison, their faces turned from red to white, and their bodies shrank back, but even so, they still held the old man tightly.

Wan Linggen took another step forward, the steel knife in his hand shook, and the old man's closed eyes suddenly opened.

"Say, what do you want?" The old man's voice was old, and he stood up in the astonishment of the crowd, and his body shook, and two clumps of rags slipped from the wounds of the two broken arms, and two more intact arms protruded from his sleeves.

"I need an explanation!" Wan Linggen said coldly.

The old man's eyes flashed, and he stayed for a moment on the two Taoist priests Zhong Ling and Zhong Wei who were standing with Han Ping not far away and then turned back, "Okay, come with me." With that, he turned and walked back.

"Wait!" Zhong Wei suddenly took a step forward and bowed and said, "Please also ask Your Excellency to return to me what belongs to the poor road." ”

The old man snorted and said, "Such an important thing can be lost, it is really a waste. After speaking, he glanced back at Wan Linggen, "If you want to hear the explanation, follow me!" Without looking back, he went into the cave in the wall.

Wan Linggen glanced back at Zhong Wei, who was stunned, glanced at Han Ping, Madame Yurui and the others, motioned for them to wait outside, and then stepped into the black wall hole.

Stepping into the cave, Wan Linggen realized that there was no cave in it. Passing through a short corridor and two secret doors, a wide hall with a radius of dozens of zhang appeared in front of you, with bright lights and tables, chairs and beds. Unlike the outside, the lighting was not made of candles, but of unknown glowing stones, embedded in the surrounding walls.

The old man sat in the middle, with more than a dozen strong men standing behind him, and there were many people around, but although they were sitting or standing, they were not "living people", but sculptures one by one.

Wan Linggen only took a few steps before stopping, the bone-piercing cold aura giving him a sense of unease as if he was being surrounded and peeping.

"Tell me, where are you from?" The old man looked at Wan Linggen who had stopped moving forward with burning eyes and asked, his tone was extremely stiff.

"Looks like you should explain to me, what is all this?" Wan Linggen smiled coldly.

The old man burst out laughing, his voice echoing all around. After a long time, he stopped laughing and looked at Wan Linggen with a very strange look, "Don't say it's here, even over there, few people dare to talk to me like this." ”

"Over there?" Wan Linggen frowned.

"So you have to tell me where you're from, or you'll be dead if you know what I'm saying." The old man said slowly.

Wan Linggen felt an inexplicable irritability in his heart, this old man was going around here and there to make him upset, he put the steel knife in his hand behind his back, took a deep breath and said: "I don't have the heart to guess with you here, just say it if you want to say it, shut your mouth if you don't want to say it, don't get in my way, otherwise there is only a dead end." ”

The old man was stunned for a moment, the muscles on his face trembled a few times, and his eyes wandered over him, as if he wanted to find something different.

Wan Linggen was on fire by him, his wrist flipped, a whirlwind burst from his side, a few crisp sounds, the closest sculptures to him were split in half by him from top to bottom, the dust was flying, a few glittering beads were grabbed by his probing hands, pinched fiercely, with a sharp silk sound, those beads also turned into powder, slipping from between his fingers.

The old man's pupils shrank and he stood up from his seat.

"Master, I hate people who pretend to be ghosts the most in my life, if you don't go to the road again, I don't mind cleaning this place again." Wan Linggen stared at him and said.

"What do you want to know?" The old man asked word by word.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Wan Linggen asked.

"Do you not know that you are told?" The old man replied.

"Whose order was it?" A chill passed through Wan Linggen's heart.

"The two of them came after them from thousands of miles for this thing." After the old man finished speaking, he took out something from his arms, raised his hand and threw it to Wan Linggen.

Wan Linggen caught the thing and looked at it, it was a soft jade plate, and the whole body was glowing with a light blue luster. He looked back and forth, left and right, but found nothing special, and the old man's face changed completely.

"You can't see what's up there?" The old man clenched his fists.

"He's just an ordinary person, it's impossible to see what's up there." Zhong Wei's voice came from behind, and Wan Linggen didn't need to look back, he knew that it was Zhong Wei and Zhong Ling who came.

"This is your stuff?" Wan Linggen didn't look back, raised the jade plate in his hand and asked.

"Yes!" As soon as Zhong Ling's words fell, Wan Linggen shook his hand and threw the jade plaque over.

Zhong Ling carefully took the jade card, looked at each other happily with Zhong Wei, and put the jade card away.

The old man said coldly, "Ordinary people? Can ordinary people pass through the circle? Can you still stand here without being eroded by the gang? ”

Zhong Ling said: "Maybe he has had some experience, or he has been enlightened by the Holy Messenger, but no matter what, he and those people outside have nothing to do with this matter, let them pass." ”

"In the past?" The old man glared at him, "You hurt me so many disciples, and you want to go over without an explanation?" No matter which side it is, I have never had such a rule in Yuyan Mountain. ”

Zhong Wei suddenly spoke: "Gui Ruyun, don't be mistaken, we are all going through tribulations now, don't say that you Jade Smoke Mountain, even if the Holy Emperor is really here, he is the same as ordinary people, and you can't interfere in the affairs of this place, you won't understand this rule, right?" ”

The old man snorted with his nose, raised his head high and said, "When did the person from the lotus top become a priest?" Dare to mind my gossip in Yuyan Mountain? I haven't settled accounts with you about the loss of the Holy Emperor's Decree, but you came here to teach me a lesson? ”