"This old immortal thing seems to have improved a lot. The angry old man seemed to be chatting with the people around him, and he seemed to be talking to himself.

"Indeed, it seems that it should have reached the late stage of the seventh layer, right?" an old man beside him who had not spoken all this time said in a low voice, looking at the flickering figure of the old ghost in the sky, his expression became more and more solemn.

Hum!

The angry old man snorted softly, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

Boom!

A dull sound suddenly sounded behind several old men who were watching the battle in the sky.

Wednesday turned his gaze and found that one of the old men was slamming a hard slap on the back of the old man who had not spoken, but had suddenly chatted with the angry old man.

"Rakshasa ghost, the old man is waiting for you to make a move, haha. The attacked old man suddenly burst out laughing, and then his body shook suddenly, and the robe on the outside of his body burst open, and a dark red light flowed inside the robe, and a piece of armor peeked out of the cracks in the torn robe.

"Old man Tie, I didn't expect this dark flame robe to be found by you. Count your fate, but I don't know if this rotten robe can protect your head!" The old man known as the Rakshasa ghost smiled, and then his body shook slightly, the clothes on his body instantly shattered, and a gorgeous palace costume appeared, accompanied by a gloomy but extremely exquisite mask on his face, and at the same moment, the original old voice also became a woman's voice, mature, sexy, and infinite temptation.

It's just a voice, and there was a sudden big change in some parts of the body on Wednesday.

"Damn, so fierce?" Wednesday muttered in his head, the instinct of the mortal body refining technique was running wildly, and the cool feeling rushed all over his body, and Wednesday's consciousness instantly regained consciousness.

Wednesday gently adjusted his posture to make himself "comfortable", and then glanced at the woman called the Rakshasa ghost below with jealousy.

"Just a spirit, isn't it?" said the other old man with a sneer.

"Not really. The angry old man smiled heartily, but his palm suddenly burst out from an extremely tricky angle after laughing, and the target was the old man next to him.

"You two can hold your breath too. At the moment when Wednesday suddenly wanted to remind the old man, the old man seemed to have eyes on his shoulder, his left hand was gently raised, which seemed to be very slow, but in fact it was as fast as lightning, and the middle finger of the index finger was brought together, and he gently swiped towards the palm of the angry old man's furious slap.

Creak!

The sound of metal rubbing came, but it was another old man wearing a pair of metal gloves on his hand, and he grabbed the old man fiercely.

"After all these years, you two still haven't grown at all. The old man shook his head slightly, and then his body shook, and an invisible energy burst out, blasting out the angry old man and another old man beside him.

"In this way, it should be the impermanence of the four ghosts who is on the bar with the old ghost, right?" the old man turned around and faced the angry old man and the other old man in front of him.

"Yes, since our four ghosts are here, then I advise you that the cold old man should hurry up and get out of the way, our four ghosts will leave as soon as they get what they want, and they will not hurt you in the slightest. Another old man's voice was like a broken gong.

"Haha, I really can't believe your lonely ghost's nonsense. The old man's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the old man not far away.

"Then do you believe or don't you believe what my wild ghost says?" The angry old man shouted, then raised his leg and rushed over, more than ten meters away, and had already kicked out towards the old man.

"It's been so many years, it's a rare opportunity, it's time to move, otherwise you really forgot about my cold fire!" The old man sneered, and then his voice instantly changed from old to loud, and his back, which was originally slightly strapped, also collapsed straight in an instant, like a javelin in the cold wind, cold and violent, and two different breaths rushed out from the old man's body. Even the angry old man, known as a wild ghost, seemed to be unable to move any further.

"I don't know each other!" the old man known as the lonely soul said in a low voice, and then in a flash of cold light, he had disappeared without a trace.

The old man's brows furrowed slightly, and then with a slight wave of his palm to his side, Xiao Huo's body had already floated out under the old man's wave, and flew directly out of the battle group.

"Pretend to be a ghost!" the old man snorted coldly, and then his body became shorter, and his fist slammed out towards the ground under his feet.

The originally wet soil instantly became as hard as an ancient green brick, and with the old man's punch, countless cracks instantly bloomed on the ground, fine and dense like a mirror shattered by a fist, and a figure also drilled out of the ground with the spread of cracks, and then staggered back a few steps, and was held up by the wild ghost.

Lonely souls, wild ghosts, the two old men glanced at each other, both of them saw a trace of horror in each other's eyes, and then their eyes flashed, and their bodies moved, really like ghosts, holding the box behind the old man, and calmly watching the young man on the battlefield rushed towards him.

"Let the young people solve their own problems. The old man laughed, and then stretched out his arms, and a transparent light shrouded down, covering the two old men who were originally rushing towards the young man with a lonely soul and a wild ghost.

"It seems that we still have to do it. The young man who followed the old ghost reached out and patted the box in his hand gently, and sighed softly, as if he had no interest in this kind of battle at all.

"Since we're here, let's have a fight to save trouble. The young man turned to Xiaohuo's side, but his eyes fluttered from side to side, and there was a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was full of confidence.

"Okay, come!" a young man walked out of the woods, then gently patted off some of the leaves on his body, and slowly stood in the distance.

"Well, well, well, it's really not interesting to stay in this place, and the beauty sleep of the people who hurt them didn't make it. Another young man came out from the other direction, a woman full of breath, and chose a place to stand.

It's just that this young man made Wednesday a little happy.

"This guy is really called black, this color, the darkness before dawn. Wednesday looked at the young man standing still and grinned, except for the white of his teeth, the rest was all black.

"And our brothers. A shrill voice rang out, and a man emerged from another corner.

"What kind of brother are these?" Wednesday looked at the buddy who came out, the tiger's back was bear's waist, it was really called a strong, Wednesday probably made a comparison, pretending that the two of them should be able to make a thigh, how can a tiger have a bear's waist.

"What's the matter, everyone is together?" suddenly a voice came from the "bear" side.

"Holy......! This...... Are these two brothers?" A "person" suddenly jumped up on the bear's back, and then sat down on the bear's shoulder.

"Great Mother. Wednesday sighed.

Whoosh!

Two voices rang out, and two more young men jumped out and stood separately.

One was dressed in a dark red robe, which looked a bit like the old man's outfit.

The other was dressed in dark gray robes, tattered, and had a gloomy face, and it was estimated that he was a disciple of the two old men, the lonely soul and the wild ghost, after all, they were almost the same ghost.