The lake mud dragon got into the earthen house, and the whole house collapsed directly, and the bricks, stones, beams and tiles fell down one after another, and smashed on its body, so that it was buried.

This beast is covered in scale armor, even if it is a flying sword attack, a ghost sword slash, and it is not allowed to enter, those ordinary bricks and stones are just a drizzle for it, and it will not cause any harm, but the weight is here, and it can't get out for a while, and hearing this soft and familiar voice, I looked up at the roof not far away, but saw a Taoist in Tsing Yi, standing on the tiles.

The sky was bleak, only the spirit shed was illuminated by a hundred watt bulbs, and I saw this person in front of him who was thin and gray-haired, quite like a fairy figure, but it was a pity that his face was burned, and his face was almost squeezed into a ball, which could not be carefully depicted, for fear of frightening the child.

Hearing this familiar voice, the miscellaneous hairy trail that was rushing towards me couldn't help but exclaim in surprise: "Yang Zhixiu, you are not dead?" ”

When I heard this talk about the miscellaneous hairy path, my heart sank, and I suddenly remembered who the man on the roof was.

"Ten years ago Tao Jinhong, ten years later Yang Zhixiu", when Tao Jinhong, the master of the miscellaneous hairy Xiaodao, was closed in the cave of life and death in the back mountain, Yang Zhixiu had already jumped from the last one of the top ten elders that year, and became the most powerful cultivator in Maoshan, in fact, the first person, at that time I fought hard with the miscellaneous hairy path, and I couldn't even beat him, if it wasn't for Tao Jinhong to go out of the mountain, I was afraid that everyone would fall into his calculations.

On that day, Yang Zhixiu fled into the back mountain, Tao Jinhong searched but couldn't, we only thought that this person was dead, or wandering in an unknown space, but we didn't expect this person to reappear in the rivers and lakes, and it was in such a posture.

Looking at his almost disfigured appearance, I think that during the time he fled from Maoshan, he must have suffered a lot of crimes.

And Luo Xiaobei and Luo Feiyu just talked about Yang Feng, could it be this person?

Thinking of this, I also have some understanding in my heart, it turns out that Yang Zhixiu disappeared without a trace, but he took refuge in the Evil Spirit Sect and also served as a worshipper.

Facing the questioning of the miscellaneous hairy path, Yang Zhixiu on the roof let out a strange laugh, and said slowly in an extremely vicissitudes of tone: "Yes, the proud and high-spirited Yang Zhixiu back then is indeed dead. He died in the forest in the backyard of Maoshan Mountain, and I was just a demon who had returned from the secluded mansion. Xiao Keming, Lu Zuo, every day and night after that, I was thinking, why did I become this ghost, is it because of Fu Jun, the second and fifth boy, or because of Chen Zhicheng, a scheming guy? ”

He paused for a moment, and said that later I figured it out, it was the two of you, who made me fall from the position of one of the top Dao sects in the world to the field under the fence now, so for a long time, I have been imagining the scene when we reunited, what kind of situation it should be, but I really didn't expect it to be today! ”

Yang Zhixiu said that he was surprised, but in fact, he was quite plain when he spoke so eloquently, and his words were also famous and romantic, not as vicious as his appearance. But I know in my heart that the more he is like this, the more hatred in his heart becomes, I am afraid that this time I meet you today, it will definitely be life and death, and there is no other way to choose.

Hearing Yang Zhixiu's words, the miscellaneous hair Xiaodao was not happy, put away the thunder punishment in his hand, looked up, and said My Uncle Yang, it is not us who really made you fall to this point today, but the desire in your own heart, your ambition is too great - it is it that swallows you up.

The miscellaneous hair trail hit the nail on the head, but Yang Zhixiu didn't talk to us so fast, clapping his hands, we saw that the old lady led her subordinates to appear in the alley below him, and on the roof of another earthen house, the man in the cloth stood with his sword in his hand, and locked the direction of the village entrance from afar.

Luo Feiyu, Luo Xiaobei, Yang Zhixiu, Mrs. Ke and Lingyiren, these three parties and four gangs actually locked us firmly, and there was no gap to escape, and looking at the lake mud dragon that was fluttering in the earthen house, Yang Zhixiu said lightly: "It's a pity that I seduced such a thing and killed so many people in vain." But there is nothing perfect in the world, and it is a surprise that you two have stumbled into here, lest I run in vain. ”

After saying so many words, he said hello to Luo Feiyu, who was standing solemnly and as cold as an iceberg not far away, and said that his subordinates didn't know that the right envoy was coming, and he was a step too late, so please forgive me and bear with me.

Luo Feiyu also stood with his sword in his hand, stood far away with Xiaobei, and said calmly: "Yang Xianfeng is an old-timer in the rivers and lakes, with a high status and profound cultivation, and now he has invested in our Erdler and become a member of the Little Buddha, which is even more kind." Everyone is a brother and sister in the church, and there is no need to be polite. I came here today, and I just received a post, come and take a look, since you are here in charge, and you are not a real dragon, and this seat can't help you here, so I will leave first. ”

The two were polite to each other, but they were just doing some superficial work, in fact, they didn't look at each other well, and they didn't get entangled too much, Luo Feiyu said to leave, didn't pay attention to anyone at all, and turned around and turned into the darkness directly, and Yang Zhixiu was very proud of himself, and when he saw Luo Feiyu leaving on his own, he didn't stop it, but nodded and didn't say much.

As soon as Luo Feiyu left, the lake mud dragon finally rushed out of the rubble of the earthen house, three pairs of eyes blinked, did not see Luo Feiyu, but saw that the miscellaneous hair trail was still beside it, and the resentment for this person had filled its head, and at the moment it was also agitating hundreds of legs and feet to crawl towards the miscellaneous hair path.

The beast climbed fast, in an instant, and the miscellaneous hair trail was looking at Yang Zhixiu above his head with full vigilance, but there seemed to be eyes behind him, and he saw the lake mud dragon jumping out, so he took off into the air, jumped two or three meters, dodged the pincer blow of the giant palate of the head of the long insect, and landed directly on the thick long insect, and his legs were clamped.

Pressed by the miscellaneous trail, the lake mud dragon immediately rolled in place, trying to crush the miscellaneous trail, but the miscellaneous trail did not panic, and kept jumping left and right, avoiding the violent counterattack of the beast.

The two were not far apart, and the miscellaneous hair trail deliberately guided the earth dragon towards the earthen house where Yang Zhixiu was standing, and a few seconds later, another house collapsed. The falling masonry and rubble fell, Yang Zhixiu was nowhere to be seen, and Mrs. Ke and the others dodged to the side, but since the prey had entered the urn, she did not keep a low profile anymore, but shook her figure, jumped directly on the top of the spirit shed, and took out the ashes powder from her arms with both hands, which was mixed with a number of cinnabar, and sprinkled it around, constantly chattering in her mouth, shaking her head.

Her actions were obviously to trigger the power of the magic circle, and first control the most unpredictable variable of the Lake Mud Earth Dragon.

If the change disappears, then Yang Zhi repairs and deals with it in a timely manner, so who else here can escape his clutches?

You must know that Lu Dao, Tao Jinhong is far away in Maoshan Mountain, Xu Ying is foolish in the imperial capital, these two backers who can steadily suppress Yang Zhixiu are not on the side, we can only fight and retreat to the lake, and rely on Tianwu Zhu to avoid the water and escape into the lake, so that there is a trace of vitality to be found. But even if we want to escape, we have to fight, otherwise, according to Yang Zhixiu's temperament and his understanding of us, how can we be safely evacuated to the lake?

As soon as this thought moved, I shouted loudly to the people of Ciyuan Pavilion: "The opponent is too big, you guys withdraw first!" ”

The young owner is not a person who drags mud and water, he bowed his hand to me, said with a solemn face to take care, pulled his sister and ran away, but they had just walked a few steps, and the man in the cloth who blocked the road at the entrance of the village suddenly came, and the long sword in his hand came out sharply, from top to bottom, relying on the momentum of the swoop, stabbing several swords at the two people, and the sword pointed directly at the vital point.

This clothed man was able to support several rounds in the siege of me and the miscellaneous Xiaodao and the uncle, if it weren't for the power of the shaking mirror, maybe he would have escaped, Ciyuan Pavilion, the young owner, was naturally not his opponent, a few fights, fighting back, but still chopping and falling into the mud.

Although his strength is not good, he is also a benevolent brother, after falling to the ground, he knew that he would die, so he turned over and directly pressed his own sister to death, thinking that he would rely on his body to block Fang Yi's next attack and leave his sister a way to live.

The behavior of the young owner surprised me, and he didn't hesitate at the moment, his footsteps ran quickly, and the ghost sword was handed out, but he took the ferocious blow. The two swords clashed, the blades of the sword adhered to a piece of force, I felt a haze of haze along the opponent's blade, quickly transmitted, half of my arm was slightly numb, but it was very powerful.

I was surprised in my heart, the strength of this dead thing was also unexpectedly strong, but it made me feel a little competitive, and my left hand also held the ghost sword, and as soon as the demon witch hand was activated, the magic power canceled out with the two, and it spread along the ghost sword.

The two of us were fighting here, a little stalemate, and the young owner of Ciyuan Pavilion, who fell to the ground, was overjoyed to see that he was undoubtedly dead and did not have a sword and axe, and while pushing his sister away, he took out a wishful golden lock from his arms, and secretly bit the tip of his tongue, and sprayed it with a mouthful of blood.

The wishful golden lock is a great magic weapon, the blood light comes to the body, and immediately a golden light shines on the body, brilliant as if the Buddha's light comes, illuminating this corner transparently, and being illuminated by this light, the man in the cloth is a little unbearable, as if directly under the scorching sun, black smoke billowing all over his body, and a mask covering his face is also separated, revealing a face that surprised me.

"Huang Pengfei?"

I cried out in pain, my mind was blank, I never expected that this vicious man in the cloth would be Huang Pengfei, who died tragically under my hands in the ghost city of Fengdu. Me and Miscellaneous Xiaodao died for half a year because of this person, and he actually cultivated such skills? I was surprised to myself, when the uncle shouted loudly and vigorously from the rear: "The fire is away from the seven interception formations, and the seven dragons are seizing the heirs, get up!" ”