Reunions are always short, parting is always sad, and there is no banquet in the world that will not be separated.

The kitten came and went in a hurry, even if he wanted to follow Wu Ming's side, but what he had to do was very implicated, and it was no longer as casual as when he was alone in his early years.

Even if he is still alone!

"Come out!"

Wu Ming poured himself a drink and said indifferently.

Call!

The breeze was blowing, the leaves were swept away, and the treetops rattled, but nothing unusual.

"Good wine and good food, don't you come to have a drink?"

Wu Ming took a sip of wine, took a sip of the fish fillet that he didn't know when, and enjoyed it with a comfortable face.

"You can even find this ancestor?"

Silently, a burly, mountain-like man, dressed in sackcloth, with long golden hair, appeared at the table with his back and walked in front of his field like an old farmer.

"Nope!"

Wu Ming shook his head honestly and honestly.

"Huh?"

The old man's thick eyebrows frowned slightly, and although his face did not change in any way, his face couldn't help but tremble.

This kid, as rumored, is so bold that he ...... How dare you seduce him?

Yes, Wu Mingming really didn't find anything abnormal, and he didn't even have anything unusual in his mind, just habitually asked casually.

For the sake of insurance, I asked one more question, but I never thought that I would really deceive a terrifying existence!

"Senior, please!"

Wu Ming got up and poured wine.

In the face of the top powerhouse of the Roaring Divine State, although he is not afraid, he must also have the necessary respect.

"Heh, not everyone is qualified to drink with this ancestor!"

The old man was cold and grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth that were no different from ordinary people, but there were only two tiger teeth, exuding a cold glow, giving people a bloodthirsty meaning.

Wu Ming suddenly felt a chill all over his body, and his heartbeat slowed down, as if the scenery in front of him had changed greatly for a while, but a sea of corpses and blood, and he was like a flat boat in the stormy waves, which would capsize at any time.

Zheng!

Subconsciously, Wu Ming took out the Blood Green Holy Sword, and it seemed that only in this way could he find a sense of security.

"Hey!"

The old man smiled, there seemed to be disdain and mockery in his bright tiger eyes, and his big fan-like hand waved at will, as if chasing flies, and as if probing for things.

Wu Ming only felt a light in his hand, and he felt that although it had not been refined to the point of sending and receiving, the Blood Green Holy Sword that was connected to his own qi was actually flying out of his hand.

When I looked at it again, it appeared in the hands of the old man, and I couldn't help but be shocked.

Although he is only a great master now, and he is very different from the power of the Holy Realm, he has faced the Holy Realm several times before, and even confronted the Bodhisattva with Takijing through various calculations, but he never thought that a Holy Realm power would be so terrifying.

It was not a mortal thing, but a holy sword, even if it was an ownerless thing, if it was not prepared, even a half-saint could not easily touch it.

"Huh!"

The old man pursed the corners of his mouth, and casually compared the Blood Green Holy Sword like a toothpick, and there was a faint emotion on his face that the memories flashed away, but he said with extreme disdain, "Boy, don't compare this ancestor with the ** who is a halfway monk, do you really think that with a little ghost thought, you can run rampant and act recklessly?"

"Ahem!"

Wu Ming's face was extremely unnaturally dry.

First, it is difficult to hide the horror in my heart, and secondly, I also understand who the old man's mouth is '**', and secondly, I am still surprised by the strength of the old man.

Obviously, this powerhouse who has not made a move for many years, but thousands of years ago, he set off a monstrous slaughter in Shenzhou, still has a terrifying power that is beyond the reach of ordinary holy realms.

At least, it is by no means an existence that can be compared to the Bodhisattva of Takijing!

Now it seems that what I saw in the South China Sea back then, the Dragon Emperor of the South China Sea and the Bodhisattva of Takijing were not opponents in chess, or let the latter have the upper hand, maybe they were too far away, or they deliberately showed weakness.

Although I don't know the reason, there is obviously a big gap with the person in front of me.

The old man looked down at Wu Ming condescendingly, and he was very unaware of the change in the expression of the young man in front of him, which could be regarded as a slight redemption of the little unhappiness that he had been deceived into exposing his hiding before.

According to the usual theory, the power of the Holy Realm has long reached the point where it is difficult to shake the mind without pretending to be a foreign object, but the old man is an exception.

A lifetime of killing is unparalleled, born for war, countless souls under his hands, even if the Buddha is reincarnated, it is difficult to resolve, always invaded by resentment, not crazy or disordered, is already a concentration is superb.

"Give me a reason not to kill you!"

The old man said indifferently.

"The seniors have not made a move until now, do you still need a reason?"

Wu Ming frowned, instinctively feeling the real killing intent of the pain of the skin, but he couldn't figure out the reason.

"Hey, you're pretty confident!"

The old man pursed his lips disdainfully, looked at the fish fillets like jade fat, and said in a solemn tone, "The human smell on the little rabbit cub, the ancestor and I can smell it from a distance of 108,000 miles, who gave you the courage to dare to use my tiger clan as a chess piece?"

"No one gave me guts, it was born!"

Wu Ming shook his lower neck, but he didn't dispel the discomfort on his body, nor did he try to resist, showing his loneliness, but he was still neither humble nor arrogant.

"Hahaha!"

The old man looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, his voice vibrated the universe, and he could clearly penetrate the momentum of the clouds, but it did not have any impact on the surrounding mountains and forests, "Then do you think about how to die?"

"Nope!"

Wu Ming shook his head, his eyes were indescribably calm and firm, "I have been struggling to survive so far, in order to survive, now I can't die, I can't die, no one can!"

"Oh?"

The old man's thick eyebrows raised, and the blood flames in the tiger's eyes flashed, as if he was about to burn the Terran youth in front of him who didn't know the height of the sky and the height of the earth into ashes in the next moment, but surprisingly did not make a move, but said with a little curiosity, "It is rumored that you have unparalleled wisdom and strategy, this ancestor is really curious, what do you rely on?"

Obviously, this rumored peerless demon who is hidden in the world is not really out of the door, and he doesn't know anything about the outside world.

Thinking about it, as a Saint Realm powerhouse, and now it is a demonic tribulation and troubled world, how can he really be indifferent to the facts?

"I lost two things on the way here!"

Wu Ming ate a piece of fish, chewed it slowly, savored it little by little, as if he was at the moment of life and death, doing the last enjoyment, but with indescribable calm and confidence.

"You don't have to be sloppy with the ancestor, so you can't save your life!"

The old man sneered, and the killing force did not decrease but increased, "If it weren't for the fact that you still know how to advance and retreat, you would have died before the little rabbit cub came to see you!"

"Huh!"

Wu Ming shook his head with a smile, and did not debunk that the old man was talking big, even if the other party did have the ability to kill him, there was no need to stimulate the other party, "Back then, in the Hidden Dragon Abyss, I got a chance by chance, which were two pieces of wreckage, belonging to the greedy wind and the nightmare!"

"Huh?"

The old man's thick eyebrows froze, and he wrinkled the crooked word 'Chuan', as if he was contemplating and deducing, and after a moment, he returned to normal, and then sneered, "You said yes?"

"I said yes!"

Wu Ming took a sip of wine, pointed at the jade plate with chopsticks and said, "Seniors don't taste it, this is a rare delicacy in the world!"

"Hehe, this ancestor's favorite human race heart, since you dare to lay out in advance, I want to have a ...... for this ancestor"

The old man's tiger eyes lit up, and he swept over Wu Ming's whole body with murder and cruelty, as if he was thinking about where to put his mouth down.

Poof!

But before he finished speaking, what made his eyes suddenly freeze was that Wu Ming did not hesitate to break open his chest with one hand and grabbed out two bloody pieces of flesh, which were half a heart and half a liver.

"Senior, please use it!"

Wu Ming's face did not change at all, even though the blood in his chest was pouring out, he still looked as usual and put a piece of fish meat in his mouth, chewed it slowly, and did not care at all that it was stained with his own blood.

"Give me a reason not to kill you!"

The old man's eyes were murderous, and his already majestic body seemed to have risen three inches again, staring at Wu Ming like a knife, and said calmly.

"Huh!"

Wu Ming smiled, shook his head, and looked at the mountains and forests from afar before he said, "The country is picturesque, it's a pity to ruin it like this!"

"You're so bold!"

The old man's face was slightly gloomy, as if he had thought of something, although his eyes were still clear, and he was like a knife patrolling Wu Ming's body, and the killing intent had not weakened at all, but his majestic body seemed to have regained the appearance it had at the beginning.

"It's just a wreck!"

Wu Ming said with a smile.

"This ancestor looks like he's dying!"

The old man sneered, and casually threw down the holy sword, "Get out of the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain immediately, and never step into half a step, otherwise this ancestor will tear you alive!"

"Are you going to bear this cause and effect?"

Wu Ming's smile slowly faded, his eyes were calm, and he stared at the old man's eyes without hesitation.

"You are also worthy?"

The old man looked at it coldly and said proudly, "Don't think that the little tricks you play can threaten this ancestor, and don't try to talk nonsense, this ancestor's patience is limited, and I don't want to bother more." ”

Call!

Before the words fell, a strong wind rose, and a gust of wind swept the clouds, circling around the mountain for several feet, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Wu Ming's face was calm, staring at the rotten table in front of him, and there was no longer any life, like a delicacies like mud and stone and his own heart and liver.

This is an ultimatum, and it is also a punishment for him to use the kitten as a pawn and lay out the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain!

In fact, it doesn't matter whether he really did it or not, the important thing is that this Tiger Clan Ancestor is very unhappy, and his senses are even worse for Wu Ming.

The reason why he let him go was not because he was soft-hearted, but because he was really jealous, and it was only a little bit.

Greedy wind and nightmares, this pair of old enemies among the heavenly demons, even at the peak, this ancestor is not afraid of anything, but now it is a chaotic world, if you really want to let them recover in the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain, and if they fight again, God knows what chaos will happen.

Moreover, it is still Wu Ming's determination, even if he blows up the mountain and sea boundary beads and destroys the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain, he is not afraid of the courage of hundreds of millions of deaths and injuries!

This power can't hurt the old man, but it can destroy the foundation of the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain, and Tiger Roaring Peak is the first to bear the brunt.

All of this is the reason for his departure!

As for whether there is a reason for the Red Sleeve Trick Sword Saint, it is no longer within Wu Ming's consideration, and there is no need to consider it.

This beam is settled!

"Tiger Slaughter!"

The corners of Wu Ming's lips twitched, he slowly got up, and took away all the rotten things casually, leaving no trace, and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

Even though he was very angry, he was as calm as iron and stone, and left the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain in an orderly manner!

Weak...... Original sin!