"Old Taoist priest Niubi, you are killing yourself, don't blame me for not persuading you." The man in black straightened up and said in a female voice that was very different from before. And his every move was even more different from before, even the originally normal eyeballs were now emitting a secluded green light, and this green light seemed to have become the focus of existence in this blazing ghost fire and blue flame.

"Mrs. Hu San, it's better for you to interfere less in our world's affairs." The old master also restrained his body at this moment and put on a posture of being ready for battle, but he still gave enough respect in his words.

This Hu Santai is the famous fox immortal among the five immortal families, but this originally rumored upper immortal family has long ceased to interfere in personnel, but at this moment, it is attached to the body of the man in black in front of him.

"I read that your Taoism for many years has not come easily, and I ordered this man in black to persuade you not to leave, now be reasonable?" The man in black spoke sharply, and at the same time, his already terrifying eyes suddenly burst into green light, and at the same time, his body flashed, and he knocked the old master dozens of meters away a few meters away.

"In that case, how much offense." The old master is obviously fine, and after being humble, he will fight hard against the legendary Hu Santai, who has long been in the immortal class.

The old man picked up the peachwood sword and cut a bloody hole in his left hand. The blood-stained peachwood sword glowed with an almost sacred red light, and although it was red, it was also delicate, making the bright cemetery even more colorful.

"Ling Fei, Ling Hua, press the formation!" As he spoke, the old man threw a thick stack of yellow talismans into the air. The yellow talisman has a spirit, spreading out like a net of heaven and earth, wrapping all the people in it.

The two apprentices who had already gotten up, one of them was holding a peachwood sword standing upright not far behind the master, and the three of them showed a regular triangular shape, and this was another combination of the three talent formations of heaven, earth and man in the Flying Dragon Dao Gate.

Presumably, it was because this Mrs. Hu San was too tricky, so that this unfathomable old master had to face it quietly. But at this time, Jiang Yao, who was in the center of the sword array surrounded by the three of them, looked at the three of them with a tacit understanding, but couldn't help but think of Lao Liu Lai, who was also using a simple and unpretentious peachwood sword.

Jiang Yao looked at these three people, whether it was the way they made moves or the way they set up the formation, they all looked similar to his godfather Lao Liu. Even the peachwood sword of the Flying Dragon Sect, which Lao Liu rarely mentioned, was the same with a faint red light.

It is this Jiang Yao's thoughts that are flying, the quaint three-talent sword formation has been formed, heaven and earth are on both sides, people are in the center, and people are like spearheads, which must be taken by those who are advanced in Taoism.

Ling Fei and Ling Hua had already slashed their palms like their masters, and put the red-glowing peachwood sword in front of them, chanting with eloquent words.

The so-called pressure array is actually much easier. And these three-talent sword formations protected Jiang Yao, who was incapacitated.

It was the old master who really made the move, and the old master took the initiative to attack, as if sweeping towards the arrogant demon fairy with the power of the wind.

Although Mrs. Hu Santai relied on her profound mana, she still went head-on before the arrival of the fast-moving master. One white and one black, one sword and one fist, just like that, collided together, between the fists and swords, the two aircurrents that gathered could not hold each other, and finally the man in black exerted his strength, and the airflow of both of them knocked back a few meters away.

From this point of view alone, this almost 100-year-old teacher's cultivation is not inferior to this Hu Santai's grandmother.

"Master, there are two times, today you promise to leave, no longer interfere with my affairs, I will ensure that you will cultivate to the next level." The man in black looked at the tide surging in the sky, and let out a snarky female voice thoughtfully.

"The sword has been unsheathed, how can there be any reason to take it back, I see that your body is not there, you are only possessing others, and your mana is greatly reduced, I have lived to be 100 years old, if I can take the opportunity to get out of your demon today, it will be a great blessing for my Flying Dragon Sect." Faced with the coercion and temptation of Mrs. Hu San, the old man refused bluntly.

"Wyvern Pie?" Jiang Yao listened to it so well that he couldn't help but speak, and at the same time he was thinking in his heart: Could it be that this old master really has a lot of relationship with my godfather Lao Liu?

It's just that this is like a great enemy, and no one answers Jiang Yao's words......

"Don't give face, even if my Mrs. Hu Santai only has three successes left today, she must prove it with her strength." The resolute and cold face of the man in black became distorted and ugly at this moment with the mood fluctuations of the possessed demon fairy. The bright lantern-like eyes also burst out of dark green flames at this moment, and at the same time, two powerful green flames continued to converge from the hands of the man in black.

The man in black, no, Mrs. Hu San, is the dead hand who has cut the mess with a quick knife at this moment......

The flames were constantly gathering rapidly, just the size of the same head, and when they raised their hands and were about to shoot at the four of them, there were rumbling sounds like earthquakes in the realm dozens of meters away, although there were ghost fires all over the sky, but it was still very difficult to see the situation dozens of meters away in this dark night.

Just as everyone was about to look into the distance, the man in black raised his hand and raised the green flame that was about to shoot, but it was extinguished with a pop in front of everyone, and immediately after, the green eyes of the man in black also recovered as before, and the whole person collapsed directly to the ground as if he had no soul.

Although there was no crisis all of a sudden, the old man felt deeply uncomfortable, and waved his hand to signal the two beloved disciples to close their battle and leave.

But dozens of meters away, there was a sound of snow-white and even shiny things suddenly flying over, and this thing happened to fall in front of Ling Hua's feet.

"Mrs. Hu San!" As soon as the old master said a word, his face hung with a panic that no one had ever seen.

And as he spoke, the ghost fire of the cemetery brightened even brighter, as if to welcome the arrival of a great monarch.

Although the old master had expected it, he never had time to run away, because it was because the evil spirit that attacked and killed Mrs. Hu Santai before turned into an illusory black dragon and once again possessed the black-clothed man who fell to the ground and fainted in front of the four people.

The man in black got up again, and did not rush to make a move, but picked up the body of Hu Santai's milk that Ling Hua kicked away in front of everyone's eyes, reached out with sharp claws to cut open the fox's abdomen, took out Hu Santai's inner dan, and devoured it in one go.

The four of them looked at this evil person enjoying the food, and for a moment they were all shocked by this invisible but almost monarchical coercion.

Of course, it was the old master who took the lead in breaking free, and at the same time signaled Ling Fei Linghua behind him, and the three of them took out their swords together, and while the evil spirit had not yet moved, the three swords were inserted into the heart of the evil spirit.

This sword, just like the same night fight Fei Stiff, although the four swords were inserted in the back of Fei Stiff's head, but it was not exhaustive. Now, although the three swords have found the weakest heart, they still can't hurt it.

This is this attack, the evil can't help but swallow Neidan in one gulp, and the angry palm slams away the stunned old master.

With a slap of evil power, the power was boundless, and he actually pushed the hundred-year-old man more than ten meters away. The evil didn't step forward again, but the other three ran away worriedly.

"Let's go!" The old master shouted with all the strength of Shengping.

Ling Fei directly picked up his master, and Ling Hua also tried his best to pick up Jiang Yao and kick up on the ground.

When the evil man saw that the crowd was about to flee, he followed closely.

The old master took out a short copper coin sword in Ling Fei's arms, sandwiched a large piece of blood that had passed after he was knocked away, wrapped in a yellow talisman with strange fluctuations in energy, and struck directly at the evil spirit.

Where did the evil have time to dodge, and was directly stabbed into the heart of the original invulnerable and invulnerable by the copper coin sword, and fell directly to the graveyard.

When Ling Fei and Ling Hua saw this, they used their strength again and flew towards the sky.

"Little brother Jiang Yao."

"I'm here, I'm here, old man." At this time, Jiang Yao didn't know how far he had flown under Ling Hua's death. But it was after Ling Fei and Ling Hua both lost their strength that they were willing to settle down.

"I, I'm afraid, cough, cough, cough...... No more. As he spoke, the old man coughed up a mouthful of blood, and it was the evil blow that hurt the old man's viscera.

In terms of Taoist cultivation alone, this master has reached the pinnacle and dared to fight against demons and immortals, but the Taoist Taoism is exchanged for endless long years, the higher the Taoism, the higher the age, and correspondingly, the higher the age of the Taoist, and the physical strength is also constantly coming down. How could this hundred-year-old man withstand such a strong and arrogant slap?

"Don't talk first, take care of it, good people will be rewarded, it will be fine, I knew a person named Zhao Muqing before, he lived to be one hundred and twenty years old, he is a wicked person, you have to live past him." Jiang Yao was incoherent but witty, the more so, the apprentices on both sides wiped their tears.

"W-what?" When the old master heard this, he took a big breath, widened his eyes and asked, "Is he okay?" Is Zhao Muqing okay? ”

He ...... He's gone. Jiang Yao said truthfully.

"It's okay to go, it's okay to go......" the old man muttered.

"Master, do you know him? You also said before that you are from the Flying Dragon Sect, do you know Liu Huanbai? Jiang Yao once again raised the question in his heart.

"Hey, yes, I know him, Liu Huanbai? He is my apprentice, your elder brother. As he spoke, the master looked at the two apprentices who were still wiping away tears, his face full of pride.

"Your apprentice?" Jiang Yao blinked, he couldn't believe it, after all, according to Lao Liu, as soon as he said goodbye that day, he never saw his master again.

"Hey, Jiang Yao, I hit you in a cave, I feel that I have a fate with you, although I don't know your origin, but I found that you are not only a genius in Taoism, but also found that you are kind-hearted and have Taoism in your heart. I originally planned to take advantage of the settlement of the Zhang family's affairs, so I officially sent a request to you, accept you as my last disciple, and help my senior brother carry forward the Flying Dragon Sect, but unfortunately there is no time in my life! That's it, that's it! After the old man finished speaking, he coughed violently again, and spat out a pool of blood again.

"Our Flying Dragon Sect, you two are my second-generation disciples, counting the two of you, there will be only three people in the door, after I leave, Ling Fei Linghua, you will use my peachwood sword to go to the university near Zhoushan to find your senior brother Liu Huanbai, and tell him that the evil spirit of the Zhang family tomb was born......" The old master endured the last strength and said the last sentence vaguely, and before the outstretched hand could rub the pretty and moving obedient Ling Hua, he died.

Wyvern Pie! Liu Huanbai!

"Grandpa, I am Jiang Yao, the godson of your eldest apprentice." Jiang Yao looked at the old man who drove the crane to the west, and there was no longer a trace of concern at this moment, and he sighed that the creation of this fate made people, the fate is not separated and close, and the good and evil Xuanxuan people are born......

"Brother Jiang Yao, you said your godfather is Liu Huanbai?" Ling Fei wiped his tears, revealing a hint of surprise in his sadness.

Jiang Yao nodded: "I can take you to find Master Liu." ”

The two readily agreed, endured the pain of losing their teacher, and according to the unique funeral ceremony of the Flying Dragon Sect, they put the old master on the three-meter-high firewood and grass, which means that after death, the soul can fly to the thirty-three heavens, recite the soul sending sutra, and be cremated.