The higher the realm of the longevity formula, the stronger the skill, and the longer the lifespan obtained, but at the same time, the greater the backlash suffered on the full moon night.

In a realm like Sikong Ye, the full moon night is as fragile as a baby.

When the saintess threw him down, he didn't even have the strength to resist, and all the pain that he couldn't feel before was pressed exponentially at this moment, and cold sweat quickly broke out on his forehead.

However, Rao is situation is so embarrassed, and his eyes still burst out with an uninhibited cold light: "You are a saint?" ”

The saint was taken aback.

Before the effect of the Huagong Powder in her body had passed, Sikong Ancestor had actually sensed her breath?

No, he didn't perceive it, he saw it.

With just a casual movement, I can see her martial arts path, she really deserves to be an ancestor, her attainments in martial arts have reached the pinnacle, but what about this?

He was going to die soon.

In the world, there will be no more Sikong Ancestor.

"That's right, I'm a saint." The saint said unscrupulously, what can she hide from a dead man? Isn't it possible that he is still afraid that he will turn around and take revenge on himself? Does he have what it takes?

Before killing him, though, the saint had one thing to do.

The saint squatted down and gently patted him in the face with a dagger, a seemingly harmless action, but extremely insulting to a master.

Sikong Ye looked at her coldly.

The saint smiled faintly: "Don't look at me with such eyes, you can't even pinch an ant to death now, is it possible that I will be afraid of you?" I ask you, where is the secret to longevity? It's not the one that Sikong's family offers, it's the one that you've perfected! ”

The longevity recipe left by the ancestor of the Sikong family is a remnant, so many years have passed, the saint has only seen two people practice it, one is Yan Jiuchao, and the other is the Sikong ancestor, from the Sikong ancestor is the advantage of age and resources, and the realm is higher, so the longevity recipe in his hand is bound to be more perfect and better.

Sikong Ye said weakly and mockingly, "If you want the secret of immortality...... Dream! ”

The saint smiled: "Aren't you afraid that after I kill you in a while, I will turn my head to deal with your little great-grandson?" I'm a fake, but that one is the real thing. ”

Sikong Ye moved back, as if to avoid her dagger: "I can't hand it over, you won't let her go?" ”

It's already been fooled once, and it's not so easy to let him do it a second time!

The saint said: "Then it is better for us to make a deal, you give me the secret of longevity, and I will give that girl a small life." ”

If she releases, it doesn't mean that the masters under Sikong Yun will put it.

But this, there is no need to let Sikong Ancestor know.

Sikong Ye's sharp eyes glared at her for a moment: "Do you think I will still believe you until now?" ”

The saint squinted her eyes: "Make a condition, how can you be willing to hand over the longevity formula?" ”

"Your life." Sikong Ye said word by word.

The holy woman's eyes sank, she stood up and shouted: "Toast and don't eat and drink, okay, I'll kill you first, and then kill that girl, and when I turn the entire mountain upside down, I don't believe I can't find a recipe for longevity!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the holy woman clenched the dagger in her hand and stabbed at Sikong Ye.

And at the moment when he was about to succeed, Sikong Ye touched the mechanism in the dark, he pressed it suddenly, the floor cracked, and he fell.

The saint reached out to grab it, but the floor closed with a bang, and the saint withdrew her hand in time, it was too thrilling, and if she was one step too late, she was afraid that her hands would be broken alive!

No wonder the old fellow kept moving backwards, and she thought he was scared and tried to avoid his dagger, but he was approaching the mechanism.

The saint also pressed the mechanism with her bare hands, but unfortunately, this was a self-help mechanism, and after it was locked from the inside, it could no longer be activated outside.

"Damn!" The saint gritted her teeth and stood up, she looked at the tightly closed floor, and said disdainfully, "Do you think I won't be able to catch you this way?" Lord Mo, you can come in. ”

As the words fell, a man in a dark red cloak slowly entered the secret room.

He is seven feet tall, with a strong body and a powerful aura, he is one of the three masters given to him by Sikong Yun's grandfather, and he is also a fifth-order Shura king, but he has reached the peak of the fifth-order, and he is only one step away from the sixth-order.

When he walked into the mountain, the plants and trees of the mountain withered.

He stepped on the cold bluestone floor step by step, and the floor seemed to be burned by his internal force, and hissing black smoke came out.

Such a master, the saint has never seen it in the Sikong family, except for the Sikong ancestor, no wonder Sikong Yun's grandfather repeatedly told him, don't let the Sikong family master find out, Sikong Yun's grandfather is really bold, and he actually cultivated such a terrible master without telling the Sikong family!

If she takes control of Sikong's family in the future, she must properly defend Sikongyun's grandfather's house.

But for now, they're grasshoppers on a rope.

The holy woman said to him: "Sikong Old Ancestor has been hidden underground, and the stones here are all made of Sikong Family's Panlong Stone, which is indestructible, I wonder if Lord Mo has a way to break them?" ”

"Humph!" The fifth-order Shura King, who was called Lord Mozun, gave the holy woman a disregarded look, walked straight to the mechanism, waved his hand, and motioned for the holy woman to push away.

The saint made this guy a little annoyed, but she was the saint of the underworld, and he didn't take himself seriously, if he didn't ask for him, she would have to punish him.

The saint reluctantly retreated to the secret room.

Lord Mo Zun was angry in the dantian, raised his hand and shot a domineering Gang Qi into the ground, the Gang Qi was so powerful that even the entire tomb shook, but the Panlong Stone did not crack at all.

The holy woman was surprised, thanks to the fact that she didn't listen to Sikong Yun's words, and quietly brought the master to the Stygian Mountain, otherwise, with the power of the Panlong Stone, she would not be able to catch Sikong Ancestor for three days and three nights.

And once Sikong Ancestor recovers two days later, it will not be a good fruit waiting for her.

Lord Mo Zun only used thirty percent of his strength, and he was not in a hurry if he didn't open it, he added another twenty percent of his internal force, and this time, although the Panlong Stone still did not leave, it shook with an amplitude that could be seen by the naked eye.

The saint's eyes lit up

It's moving, it's moving!

Hopefully opened!

Lord Mo Zun shouted, and with seven successful forces, he smashed his fist into the coiling dragon stone under his feet!

Click!

The Panlong Stone was smashed into a tiny crack!

The saint was overjoyed!

He is worthy of being the peak of the fifth order of the Shura King, and even the rumored indestructible Panlong Stone can be cracked!

As Lord Mo Zun slammed down with one punch, the cracks on the Panlong Stone gradually widened-

But said that after Yu Wan returned to the yard, she first went to pack some clothes for her grandfather, and then went to the kitchen to get some food, Sikong Ye's weakness was not told to the third person, so Yu Wan was silent at all, she could eat, everyone could see it, only if she was for herself.

After she finished cleaning up, she pondered whether to go to Yan Jiuchao for a while, and suddenly felt that something was wrong......

Huh?

What about the saints?

I've been here for so long, and I haven't seen her.

Didn't she want to kill her all the time? Why did it suddenly disappear?

"Hey." Yu Wan stopped a disciple who was sprinkling the sweep, "Have you seen my sister?" ”

The disciple shook his head.

Yu Wan asked, "Didn't see her all day?" ”

The disciple thought for a moment: "I just saw it." ”

"When?" Yu Wan asked.

The disciple said, "It's evening, not long after you went out, she also went out." ”

Yu Wan said again: "And then never came back?" ”

"Hmm." The disciple nodded.

"Inexplicably playing missing, it's not good to look at it! No, I've got to find her! Yu Wan turned around to look for the saintess, but just at the moment of crossing the threshold, the ground suddenly shook, and Yu Wan stumbled and almost planted!

She hurriedly held on to the door frame, and as soon as she stabilized her figure, the ground shook again!

She frowned: "What happened?!" ”

The courtyard of the long wind.

The little Gu Gu was lying on the back of the Ten Thousand Gu King.

Tyre!

It flipped over!

Phew!

It makes a nice little fist!

The old monk of the Ten Thousand Gu King settled down, and he didn't move at all.

Little Gu Gu plucks its whiskers!

The little Gu Gu tuggs at its horns!

The little Gu Gu faced its insect shell and lowered the worm eighteen punches!

Swish!

The Ten Thousand Gu King's eyes opened, and a light as sharp as an ice blade instantly filled the surroundings.

The little Gu Rao was on its back, and it was also frightened by the coercion of the cold and was instantly stunned.

The Ten Thousand Gu King looked in the direction of the Stygian Mountain, and with a sudden move, the jade bottle exploded!

Yikes!

The little Gu Gu was so frightened that he hugged the worm horn of the Ten Thousand Gu King.

The Ten Thousand Gu King flew out domineeringly, so fast that there was not even an afterimage left.

The little Gu Gu who was blown to the side trembled trembling......

The Coiling Dragon Stone was completely cracked, and the coercion from the fifth-order peak Shura King caused Sikong Ye's muscles and veins to reverse, and his bones were broken!

Lord Mo Zun used his internal force to grab the seriously injured Sikong Ye and choke his neck in the air.

He is an unattainable god, an invincible king, and it is the wish of all masters of the underworld to be able to defeat Sikong Ancestor with his own hands!

Sikong Ye's life is passing dramatically.

Lord Mo Zun's right hand controlled the internal force to pinch him, and the palm of his left hand held up a dagger and stabbed fiercely towards Sikong Ye's heart!

At the last moment, a scream rang out from the back of the tomb.

The powerful Gu King's coercion swept like a wave, and the dagger that was about to stab Sikong Ye's heart was crushed into a curved bow and fell to the ground with a thud! Mobile phone users please browse and read, and a better reading experience comes from Aiwang.