Jin Qing turned his head sideways to look at the poor Tao Die on the ground, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Shut up, you!" "Vomiting blood can't stop your mouth.

The old man's eyes were full of disgust when he looked at Tao Die: "..."What a sinister monster, just now he still looked extremely vicious, and now he is actually showing weakness."

The old man cleared his throat, put on an elder fan, and reprimanded Jin Qing: "The old man sees that your strength is not weak, and you think that you also have a master's inheritance, why are you so willing to fall and be confused by a demon."

While you are not yet in a deep trap, the old man advises you to turn back as soon as possible..."

The old man's words were not finished, but he saw that Jin Qing had already swung his stick and hit him.

The old man quickly dodged away, only to hear a boom, and a large crack was smashed out of the ground by Jin Qing.

Jin Qing blinked: I don't know if it's an illusion, the power of her mace seems to have increased, is it the reason why she hasn't used it for too long.

Jin Qing thought in his heart: Otherwise, next time I try to put it on hold for a longer time...

707 was very emotional: "Tut-tut-tut." "Excellent, the brain circuits of its host are always outrageous.

The old man turned his head and looked at the ground that was cracked by Jin Qing in astonishment, this junior seemed to be even more powerful than he imagined, which sect actually accepted such an amazing genius.

After seeing Jin Qing's brute strength, the old man suddenly had a heart of love.

I saw him fleeing into the distance, and at the same time admonished Jin Qing in a loud voice: "You junior, you are so uninteresting, now turn back..."

The old man's words were interrupted by Jin Qing again.

Seeing that the mace that fell for the second time knocked down the two nearby trees, the old man was also angry: "You girl, I really think the old man is afraid of you..."

The old words have not fallen. The man dodged Jin Qing's attack in embarrassment.

And Jin Qing's third stick fell heavily on the place where the old man was just standing.

The nearby buildings all vibrated slightly with Jin Qing's knock, and they might collapse at any time.

The old man was completely disrupted by Jin Qing's unreasonable playing of cards, and he had long been accustomed to the process of speaking before fighting.

After all, they are all cultivators, and every big battle will hurt their muscles and bones, and even affect the peaceful life of ordinary people.

Therefore, on weekdays, they all shout at each other and verbally bargain.

When the quarrel reaches out, the battle will naturally not be fought.

Especially in recent years, they have become more and more peaceful with the demon clan, and this situation has become more and more obvious.

Everyone is used to living a peaceful life, and no one wants to break the current peaceful atmosphere.

In addition, in the last thousand years, the people of the same generation as the old man have basically died.

Now, no matter which sect of monks sees him, they will respectfully call him "Old Ancestor".

As a result, he has fewer and fewer opportunities to get his hands dirty.

If it weren't for the fact that he really lacked a chance to ascend, he wouldn't have been gluttonous.

After all, the dragon son was born according to the way of heaven and hurt the dragon son, and he will suffer karma in the future...

The old man originally thought that after solving the most difficult problem of his ascension at the moment, he would think about how to deal with the problem of cause and effect.

Unexpectedly, he was confused by Jin Qing who suddenly appeared.

Tao Die was lying on the ground, watching the old man being chased by Jin Qing all over the ground, and his eyes flashed with excitement.

But from time to time, there was a twitching sound in his throat, so as to add fire to Jin Qing.

Jin Qing's running speed was extremely fast, forcing the old man to pour spiritual power into his legs, desperately avoiding Jin Qing's attack.

The old man was chased by Jin Qing and almost collapsed, only to hear him shout angrily as he ran: "You junior, if you continue to entangle, the old man will be rude to you." ”

But what greeted him was the stick that Jin Qing had fallen heavily.

Jin Qing didn't answer the old man's question, just picked up the stick and kept smashing at him.

The old man ran in a panic and was short of breath, and finally decided not to tolerate Jin Qing anymore.

I saw him take out a yellow compass from his arms, bite his finger and wipe the blood on his fingertips on the compass, and then drove the compass to fly towards Jin Qing.

The compass was obviously a high-level magic weapon, and after being driven by blood, the compass quickly grew larger above Jin Qing's head, emitting bursts of dazzling bright light.

It was like a solid wall of light, binding Jin Qing directly below the compass, unable to move at all.

The old man stopped running, stretched out his hand and pointed in Jin Qing's direction: "You kid, if you are willing to beg for mercy now, I can't say that I can spare your life." ”

Jin Qing: "..."

Tao Die: "..."

707: "..."Lack of heart, you!

At the same time, inside the Four Elephant Gate.

An inner disciple was cleaning up in the library.

His name is Zhang Liang, and he is a disciple in charge of sprinkling and sweeping in the inner gate.

This room was just used by their ancestor, and after the ancestor left, when Zhang Liang came to lock the door, he found that the books and record books in the room were thrown all over the floor.

Obviously, the ancestor had rummaged through the library to find some information.

As a conscientious and responsible sprinkler disciple, Zhang Liang obviously couldn't let the room be dirty like this, in case he lost any important information, he couldn't afford to kill him.

Zhang Liang packed up for more than two hours before finally returning the books to their original places.

Seeing the library building, which was finally restored to tidyness, Zhang Liang let out a long breath: he was almost exhausted.

Their ancestor is indeed powerful, and he can only be looked up to, and he is willing to give them some guidance in cultivation on weekdays.

But in some details of life, this ancestor can really mess with them.

Beating his sore shoulder, Zhang Liang turned around and was about to walk out: he was going back to sleep.

At this moment, Zhang Liang suddenly found that a piece of paper seemed to be pressed under the flower stand in the corner.

Zhang Liang walked over suspiciously, picked up the paper and looked at it, only to find that the paper was actually handwritten.

There were pictures and words on the paper, and it seemed that it should have fallen out of some codex.

There are two drawings on the paper, and on the far right are two lines of small print and the date of payment.

The picture on the left depicts a monster with only a large head and a large mouth, and the vicious texture on that head is vividly depicted.

Even through the paper, Zhang Liang could feel the oppression brought to him by the monster.

There is also a special passage marked next to it: gluttony, greed and appetite, devouring all things, and especially loving to devour people.

On the right, a tall and sturdy man is depicted with a hideous face stabbed through the heart by three warriors.

There is also a sentence next to this picture: gluttony plagued the world, in 216 BC was found whereabouts, my three brothers spent two hundred years to encircle and eradicate it, and then the two brothers were greatly injured and have passed away...

This is the end of the record.

Judging from the handwriting and drawing techniques, the diagram and text on the right should have been added later.