"Get up!" Yan San's eyes gradually brightened, and he glanced at the "Old Immortal" who was grinding his head and bleeding with a smile, and said lightly, and at the same time said, "It's up to you for the next play." 』

A dark smile flashed at the corner of the old immortal's mouth lying on the ground, and it disappeared in a flash, and when he got up, his face returned to Mu Ne again, his eyes were full of piety and loyalty, and he stood up according to his words.

No one knows how the old immortal could have an inexplicable 'young master', Scar's head was drowsy, and he suddenly let out an angry roar:

"Fake, fake! Old immortal must be fake! Mom, dare to tease your uncle and cut him!"

All the wicked people suddenly realized that the secret scar was afraid that someone had calculated it. Although Scar ostensibly won a lot of bets in the seventh game, he had to lose the biggest fat piece of the West Side Chief, and the wolf without claws and teeth had to vomit it no matter how much he ate.

There were especially a lot of bets in the seventh game, after all, the news of the "Scar" and the name of the third-order soul cultivator who jumped the corpse. Soul cultivation is treacherous and mysterious, touching the taboo of heaven and man, in the eyes of the wicked, it is a more terrifying and cruel existence than murder and arson, and under the same level, no one dares to go against soul cultivation. At this time, when he heard the scar's "exposed" face, he suddenly seemed to see that the lost Yuan Jing was about to spread his wings and fly back, and he echoed one by one as if he had been beaten with chicken blood:

"Shady! This game doesn't count, that kid must have colluded with others, and I, Zhao Ritian, am the first to disagree!"

"That person is not an old immortal at all, an old immortal fourth-order soul cultivator, even the emperor can't ask him to kneel, how can he kneel like a little cub?"

"Boy, you are too fat, you dare to play so many uncles in the West District! Lao Tzu told you not to live tomorrow!"

"Scar, not only this game doesn't count, but the first six games can't be counted, damn it, are we stupid? You must have communicated with the old immortals to cheat money, their heads are in water, my mind is clear, if you don't return the money, I will call you chicken feathers and duck blood, and you will never have to sleep peacefully." Someone lost miserably, and as soon as his head turned, he immediately led the trend, lighting the fire on Scar's head, and suddenly another group of wicked people "suddenly realized", and changed the direction of the wind with a brush, asking Scar to return all the Yuan Crystals.

The scene was noisy and chaotic, and a few diehards under Scar swords, Teng Teng jumped into the arena, wanting to kill Yan San and Lao Immortal on the spot. As for how to end it afterwards, Scar hasn't had time to think about it yet.

Yan San didn't have any desperate consciousness, he sat cross-legged on the spot, if he was alone, he would only run for his life, and then plan for the future, but now he is not alone.

Old Immortal suddenly burst out laughing, and when the laughter stopped, the seven or eight monks sent by Scar to chase after him had already stepped within ten steps of his side, their swords and spears shining, and their faces were hideous.

The old immortal white bone staff was stunned, and a wave of miserable green qi visible to the naked eye churned out from the center of the staff, impacting the monks, and the seven monks' bodies stiffened together, and they froze.

A deep chill rose from the soles of the feet of many wicked people in the arena and instantly swept through the whole body.

"Ghosts, Blood, Creatures, Trespassers, Death!"

The old immortal staff pointed at it, and the small skull at the top of the ghostly white bone staff seemed to come to life, and seven blood-colored ghost faces flew out of it, and the ghost faces laughed again and again, like living creatures, and pounced on the bodies of the seven monks, disappearing.

The stiff bodies of the seven monks were pounced on by the blood-colored ghost faces, and the bodies immediately rose and fell like water waves, as if there were more than a dozen rats shuttling back and forth in the body, but after a while, the tide subsided, and the bodies of the seven people seemed to have been hanging in the wind for half a year, dry and skinny, only the eyes were still alive, showing a look of horror and pleading.

The white bone staff in the old immortal's hand was paused again, and he shouted: "May the young master's spiritual luck be prosperous, the martial arts will be prosperous, the immortal blessings will be enjoyed forever, and the longevity will be with Tianqi!"

The seven of them were all under their control, and they couldn't help but open their mouths in unison and roar, suppressing the voices of the noisy evildoers, and the entire arena reverberate: "Martial Dao Changlong...... Shou and Tianqi', after shouting three times in unison, the bodies of the seven people suddenly exploded, from head to toe, they exploded cleanly, and the white bones and limbs scattered in all directions, like a human fireworks.

The seven bloody ghost faces were wet and full, as if they were about to drip blood, and they flew out of the bones and threw themselves at the old immortal body, disappearing. It was visible to the naked eye that the old immortal rickety's figure was a little taller, and a patch of mottled green silk was found on the snow-white head on his head.

There was a sudden silence inside and outside the arena, and the quarrels and noises seemed to be stuck in their throats, and their hearts were cold.

The seven monks, the lowest cultivation level is all second-order, raised their hands and exploded into pieces, and the essence and blood were taken away to nourish the host...... Who would dare to say that it is not a soul cultivator? Who would dare to say that the following is colluding to do a show? If you are a Nima play, if a fourth-order soul cultivator can act, then it will also lift you up!

"From today onwards, the old man will be renamed 'Crow', if there is a mistake, hehe...... There are still a lot of vacancies in the corpse puppets under the old man!' Old Immortal, no, 'Crow' Hehe smiled, raised his staff again, pointed at Scar, and said, "Give the old man down!

With the finger of the crow's hand, a burst of green smoke swirled around Scar's side, and two big men with a height of more than one foot suddenly appeared, standing behind Scar without moving.

The two big men were pale all over, with green faces and fangs, sunken cheeks, not much muscle, and no popularity, looking like corpses that had been dead for a few days, and there was a layer of yellow hair on their bodies, more like ghosts than people.

Scar had no luck in his heart, his face was as white as earth, and he walked into the arena trembling. These two yellow zombies are one of the important hole cards in the hands of the old immortal, they are invulnerable, their strength is infinite, and they are even more terrifying than the third-order body cultivation, they are made of the corpses of the previous two leaders, and Scar can barely cope with one end, if it is two, it will be a problem to escape. After the third order of the corpse puppet, except for some defects in wisdom, the actions are no different from ordinary people.

"I admit it!" beg the ancestor to surround me with a dog's life. Scar knew that the general trend was gone at this time, and with the power of the fourth order, it was also the most mysterious and vicious soul cultivator, and it was rarely matched in the entire Western District. Even if they are in the lead, the methods of soul cultivation are unpredictable, the soul is immortal and difficult to kill, and once you don't die, there will be endless troubles, and no villain on the scene will joke with your life.

"Your life is not mine, the young master let you live and live, let you die...... I can keep you from dying, look at your body, what an orange stiff material!!" the crow sneered.

Scar was very puzzled, the crow's behavior was very different from before, and Yan San had no chance to meet the crow when he first came, how could there be any 'master-servant' relationship suddenly?

But even if there are 100,000 whys in his heart, this is not the time to ask, Scar hurriedly changed the direction of the wind, and made a big gift to Yan Sanxing's "Five Body Throws", begging bitterly.

Yan San's heart was really awkward, he was not used to kneeling, and he was quite embarrassed when others knelt, so he groaned and said, "Get up, you are still the leader of your Western District, I have no intention of taking your position." 』

Scar was suddenly overjoyed, although he was ruined today, he was also spared from the catastrophe, and he was able to sit firmly as the leader of the Western District, it was really an unexpected joy, at this time, Yan San's language was clearly no longer pursued, and there was a gesture of goodwill, this thigh thicker than a crow was equal to half of the hug, and it was impossible to say that the position of the leader of the Western District was more stable. At that moment, he said, "Everything is only the head of the Yan Gongzi!"

Yan Sanyi was stunned and said, "What kind of son doesn't sound like such a girl?"

"Yes! Yes, Third Master!"

"Don't be too busy, settle the account for me first!" Yan Sandao, he has been messing around in the neighborhood since he was a child, and he is the most petty, but he still remembers that he also made a bet.

"That's certain, certain!" Scar replied as he got up and hunched over.

The crow stood behind Yan San's side, looking at all this with low eyebrows, completely acting like a loyal old servant, only the constantly flickering eyes projected the unrest in his heart.

Just as Scar predicted, this death match was over before the bell rang, and the crow was the great villain of the generation who suffered from the loss of his soul in the soul sea, and after receiving the soul seal, he completely returned to Yan San, occupying the old immortal body at this time.

And the old immortal replaced the status of Wu Daotian, wailing in the Lethe River, and was beaten miserably.

Yan San's sixth game was exhausted and poisoned, and the old immortal had quietly disguised and deceived Yan San's back, and secretly attacked. Yan San is a third-order body cultivator, the old immortal only paid a little attention to it, and never put it in his eyes, and the strength embodied in Yan San's six battles gradually made the old immortal's heart hot, and there was a voice that kept tempting him: "Take the soul! What a good body, even if you don't use this body, refining into a corpse puppet is at least a yellow zombie, take the soul!"

So before the start of the seventh game, Old Immortal finally made a decision that he would never have a chance to regret again, Soul Snatcher Yan San. What he didn't know was that since the beginning, Yan San had already collected the soul seal of the black sky and officially liberated the 'crow'. The sound of temptation he heard was completely the soul technique cast by this old crow: the Netherworld Murmur was the same as the soul confusion of the Scorpion Niang, except that the old crow's soul cultivation level was higher, and both men and women were killed.

The old immortal never thought that he would encounter a soul cultivator who was older and more experienced than him, although it was also a fourth-order, the soul technique that Wu Daotian had carved for hundreds of years, how could it be compared to the old immortal, and finally fell into the trap, the soul snatching Yan San.

As smooth as imagined, the monk's spiritual power was exhausted, and when the soul barrier was the weakest, the old immortal almost effortlessly invaded Yan San's soul sea with the main soul, and the rest of the matter could only be described by the word "miserable".

When it was discovered that Yan San's soul was not swimming in the sea of souls like an ordinary monk, but standing on a hundred-meter-high platform, with a high-sounding sound, the old immortal was dumbfounded, and when he came back to his senses, he had already fallen into the Forgotten River and could not extricate himself......

The old fritter "Wu Conquering the Sky" laughed evilly, took over the old immortal body, officially became "Crow", and saw the light of day again.

Although the old immortal body is old, it has been cultivated to be very suitable for soul cultivation and spell casting, and all of them are cheaper than the old crow. The old crow has not seen blood for many years, and there are countless poisonous soul spells in his hands, and as soon as he appears, he is more terrifying than the old immortal, "Ghost Netherworld", "Blood Floating Massacre", human fireworks, and even the puppet of the old immortal, showing off his might.