Rustle rustle......

In the silent jungle, a martial arts master man dressed as Yunmeng cautiously stepped on the thick dead leaves on the ground.

The poisonous miasma that could be seen everywhere made him extremely frightened in his heart, and if it weren't for the high-efficiency detoxification elixir in his mouth, he wouldn't dare to walk here at all.

After a while, when he came to a mountain wall, he suddenly stopped and said to himself, "How can there be movement in this stone?" ”

He thought about leaning against the mountain wall, wanting to listen quietly, when suddenly, the dim jungle environment changed drastically, and a huge fireball hung in the sky, exuding a terrifying heat, which instantly made him feel and thirsty.

"It's too ...... Yang? Not good! There is a raid by a Taoist master! ”

The Grand Master man reacted extremely quickly, turned his head and jumped away, and he was not afraid of those poisonous miasma at this time, but the scorching sun above his head was like a rapidly falling meteorite, holding a long airflow tail to lock him.

"Kill!" In the face of this terrifying blow, the man knew that it was impossible to escape, and he used the power of qi and blood in his whole body to shout angrily, and a terrifying iron-blooded aura rushed into the sky, wanting to roar away the Dao master's move.

However, he ignored a fatal thing, no matter how strong the soul power of the ghost immortal powerhouse was, he would not be able to send such a blow to the sun!

Boom!

The evil qi was like an ant under the impact of the sun ball, and it disappeared in an instant, and then, the sun ball smashed down with the power of ten thousand jun, and after the earth-shattering loud noise, the great master man and the earth behind him were all wiped out.

However, this is an attack of the soul power, and the so-called annihilation is only for the soul!

At this moment, the man's body was like a living dead, standing in place in a daze, at this time, a slight sound of breaking wind sounded, and a black and thin man in linen fell lightly from a tree, which was Ji An's disguised Yu Wu pupil.

"It's a pity that it's just a martial arts grand master! This is the first person ......"

Ji An took all the valuable things from this person, and his figure flashed and left the place.

"Who killed my most heartfelt subordinate......

A moment later, a tall man, covered with a pitch-black cloak, holding a double-edged giant axe, and unable to see his face clearly, stood in front of the man of the great grandmaster, his voice was hoarse and torn, and there were five or six male and female ghosts and immortals and martial saints beside him.

He is none other than Bi Shihua, the black wolf king of Yunmeng.

"There is a trace of pure yang energy that has not been emitted nearby, it seems that eighty percent of it is the black hand of Yu Wutong, this person is insidious and vicious, let's chase ...... quickly"

A Taoist with a narrow face, square eyes, a white hairpin on his head, eyebrows like a word, and a black staff in his hand probed and walked away first.

This person is the master of the Dark Demon Hall of Xuantian Pavilion, one of the six holy places in the world, Nalan Remains, and he is a veteran ghost immortal powerhouse who has been famous for many years.

"Yu Wutong, this seat will definitely put you to death!"

The wolf king Bi Shihua shouted angrily, and the sound shook for ten miles......

Yu Wutong is desperate!

He is like a prisoner who is about to be escorted to the execution ground, and he also has to eat a good meal before leaving, but his goal is to kill the masters of all parties, and he has to pull a few cushions before he dies.

For three whole days, Yu Wutong seemed to be crazy, relying on his mastery of the terrain of the barren continent, he attacked the major forces again and again, taking away a few lives each time, from small samurai, night wandering monks, to great martial arts masters, ghosts and immortals, killed dozens of people in a row, and did many murders.

Two days later, the news swept through the entire arrest team like a raging storm.

However, after hearing Yu Wutong's crazy moves, no one felt afraid to quit because of this, but began to arrest even more excitedly.

Because they know that Yu Wutong is overdrawing his body, and he wants to go crazy to the last time, no matter whether he can escape in the end or not, his physical body will collapse.

Of course, if you want to live, you can still be reincarnated, but Yu Wutong was chased by all directions, obviously there was no such opportunity, no wonder he made such a crazy move.

However, in the face of the forces of all parties in close pursuit, Yu Wutong completely ignored all this, and still did the work of pulling the back, killing a few people more or less every day, making the masters of all parties itch with hatred.

It's not that everyone didn't find a way to surround and kill Yu Wutong, but this guy is too slippery, and he runs away when he senses something wrong, and he is familiar with the terrain, and the masters of all parties can't even catch up.

However, after all, Yu Wutong is weak, and under the pressure of everyone layer by layer, the scope of the battle is getting smaller and smaller, and it has been compressed from the original hundreds of miles to within 100 miles, and it is obvious that it is inevitable to be captured.

However, at this juncture, the heirs of the four thousand-year-old saint families came!

Fan's family, Ji's family, Wang's family, Sun's family.

These four major families have compiled songs and ballads that have been sung among the people thousands of years ago, and even many dynasties such as Daqian, Dazhou, and Daxin can only be gentle with them.

Even, even today's Emperor Yang Pan is no exception!

The queen of Daqian is the sister of the head of the Ji family, one of the four great families.

On the same day, the news spread all over the wilderness, causing an uproar, the wilderness continent, the wind and clouds were already meeting, the Qiankun cloth bag appeared, and the warriors of several countries were summoned to pursue, so the turmoil made this area even more unpeaceful, and there was a hustle and bustle.

How good are the four thousand-year-old saint families? It can be said unceremoniously that even if there is a major event of changing the dynasty, the four masters will not go out of the mountain to care, which shows how noble he is.

Daqian has a ballad: "A hundred years of dynasty, a thousand years of family".

To exaggerate, the wealth of each of the four thousand-year-old saint families is not less than that of one generation, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as "famous for the world, rich for the country"!

All the pursuers were stunned by this news, and even the always arrogant champion Hou and the black wolf king Bi Shihua slowed down their pursuit and wanted to wait and see what happened.

But Yu Wutong took this opportunity to kill several people in a row, including a ghost immortal powerhouse, and the limelight can be described as unique for a while!

"The devil, the descendants of the saint are here, and they are not ready to be captured! If you take the initiative to offer the Qiankun cloth bag, you can save your life and be named a marquis! ”

On this day, a nine-year-old boy from a saint family flew up into the sky with his soul, looking down on the barren continent, and the sound shook in all directions, and the sound spread for hundreds of miles.

"Are you the emperor? Also named Marquis! Don't be ashamed, go home and nursery......"

Yu Wutong's words, coming out in the depths of the jungle, frightened everyone, daring to blatantly insult the son of the thousand-year-old saint family, but it was the first in hundreds of years.

"How daring! If anyone catches Yu Wutong, and even someone brings a Qiankun cloth bag to send it up, Ben Hou will send a thousand hectares of good land and fifty courtyards to ensure that his family will be safe for a hundred years! ”

As soon as the nine-year-old Hou Ye spoke, he was much more atmospheric and arrogant than the champion Hou Yang Anke!

However, people know that what this little marquis said is true, after all, people have this kind of confidence, don't look at this little guy is just a marquis, his real identity can be equal to today's prince.

As soon as these words came out, eighty percent of the pursuers went crazy, and rushed into the depths of the Reckless Continent with a roar.

Compared with getting a Qiankun cloth bag and living a precarious life, being a rich man and inheriting a century-old family is more important than anything else.

Everyone was happy, but the champion Hou Yang'an and the black wolf king Bi Shihua were worried, even though their strength was very strong, they didn't want to compete with the thousand-year-old saint family.

"Wealth and danger are sought, first kill Yu Wutong, snatch the Qiankun cloth bag, and then enter the military array, and the people of their saint family dare not break in!"

A great marquis and a general Yunmeng, the two thought of this almost at the same time, and immediately took action.

"Little brat, if the master doesn't die this time, he will definitely be reincarnated in your family and kill your family to avenge the great revenge......"

Yu Wutong ran away and shouted at the same time, making the nine-year-old little Hou Ye angry to death.

"Brother Fan, Brother Wang, Brother Sun, you wait here for a while, and the younger brother will kill the arrogant demon with his own hands, and then accompany you to drink against you......"

On the top of a mountain, a young man full of luxury, dressed in gorgeous clothes, with a young appearance and a purple crown on his head, bowed his hand, and took three martial saints and ten martial arts masters to chase after him, leaving three young men looking at each other.

These three people don't seem to be the kind of wealthy people, but all of them have sharp eyes, some are fierce and heroic, some are as deep as the sea, and some are like whirlpool black holes, each with its own look.

"Two brothers, Junior Brother Ji is the nephew of the current queen, even if nothing big will happen here, but we have to go over and take a look, after all, the miasma is rampant in the depths of the wilderness, and we must guard against it!"

The one who spoke was a young man dressed in a dark brocade robe, empty-handed, about twenty-seven or eighteen years old.

He wears a purple and gold crown on his head, according to the etiquette of the Great Qian, only the prince can wear the purple and gold crown, but some thousand-year-old families, the sons of the saint family, when the successive dynasties have given the crown ceremony, the treatment of wearing the purple and gold crown is comparable to that of the prince.

"What Brother Wang said is very true, the four of us are in the same breath, this time we are here with Brother Ji, so we won't let him be hurt in the slightest, let's go!" The two sons-in-law of the Fan family and the Sun family nodded in response.

The three of them rushed over with nearly a hundred slaves.

In the depths of the wilderness, Ji An rushed away, there were too many people chasing and killing him, and they came from all directions violently, and there were more than 3,000 people.

Especially the champion Hou and the Black Wolf King, the strength of these people is too strong, and the lowest level is the innate master of the unity of the soul and flesh.

"Kill !!"

Ji An could only fight while walking, shaking the Ten Thousand Ghost Order Banner, summoning several thick cold black qi, condensing into evil dragons with teeth and claws to resist the incoming enemy.

This magic weapon is condensed by countless Yin Souls, and with his Taiyin True Scripture, it is so powerful that it has killed several great martial arts masters.

However, in the face of a group of martial saints and ghost immortal powerhouses who were quickly dispersed, Ji An roared again at the moment and used the last killing move of this body.

"Ten thousand ghosts gather demons, the corpse of the heavenly corpse, the ancient witch god, the heavenly god, the supreme demon venerable, bow your head."

As the Ten Thousand Ghost Order Banner shook, more dense black gas poured out of it, turning into a head the size of a small mountain bag.

This skull seems to be a bull's head, but the double horns are circling, definitely not the horns, more importantly, the skull has a huge mouth and nose, fangs looming, and the two eyes seem to be open and closed.

The moment the head appeared, it gently opened its mouth, stretched out a black gas in the shape of a tongue, and swept away several flying swords that flew out.

This head is very similar to the head of the Supreme Demon Venerable in the "God of War Demon Sutra", and it obviously comes from the same source.

"Yu Wutong, you can't run......" The nine-year-old little marquis shouted from afar.