This man's face was full of blisters, pustules, and scars, and the yellow and white pus and black-red blood were piled up together, so that people could see it, and it felt no different from that terrible ghost, but when this man slowly came out of the darkness, everyone's hearts and souls were tugged at by him.

Hearing this, the miscellaneous hairy Xiaodao, who was in a fierce confrontation with Luo Feiyu, flew over, kept a distance from the fierce woman, and looked at the voice, with a look of disgust on his face: "Hmph, I thought you would lurk and recuperate for a period of time, but I never thought that you were so impatient, and the injuries in your body were not suppressed, so you came with a roar." Yang Zhixiu, since you became a talker, you have become anxious for quick success, and you are getting farther and farther away from Xuanmen Avenue, no wonder my master's most regrettable thing so far is to let you sit in the position of the talker, otherwise, maybe your current cultivation, whether it is heart or technique, should also be close to the peak of talent. ”

The person who came was Yang Zhixiu, the former Maoshan storyteller, who was bombarded by lightning in the rainy night in the deserted village by the lake, leaving a charred corpse, we suspected him at the time of the plan to change the tanuki for the prince, and now it seems that this old boy is really a cat, nine lives.

Hearing the miscellaneous hair Xiaodao mention Tao Jinhong, Yang Zhixiu raised his eyebrows, and said hatefully: "Tao Jinhong's old horseman, apart from saying some sanctimonious words and coaxing ignorant people, what else will he do?" If he hadn't obtained the Inner Dan Protector of the Yellow Mountain Dragon Python, where would he be able to achieve the position of the Earth Immortal at this moment? If I have attained the Tao, why should I entangle with you ignorant juniors? Today, I will kill you kid first, and when I swallow the true dragon Neidan and achieve the supreme method, then I will knock your master down to the mortal dust and return to the secluded mansion with you! ”

Although Yang Zhixiu practiced the Maoshan Dao technique, we learned from the mouth of the Dust Halal that the reason why he was able to surpass the Maoshan elders and become the peak ten years later was that he cultivated the "Heaven and Earth True Demon".

This method comes from the abyss demon, it is a kind of repair method of condensing the body, the body is like a cockroach, the fastest recovery, although I don't know how much he has recovered his cultivation, but look at his appearance of winning the victory, it really makes our hearts heavy.

Yang Zhixiu's appearance directly broke the balance in the field, and the crisis was laid, so that Luo Feiyu couldn't attack for a long time, and there was nothing she could do about the miscellaneous Xiaodao for a while, and the situation was complicated here, she didn't dare to do her best, like Yao Xueqing, the old fish head, she left a hand, listening to Yang Zhixiu's orders, she didn't have any displeasure, she retreated, and attacked my side.

I also expressed envy of the miscellaneous hair trail before, after all, there is such a beautiful girl like a flower as an opponent, it is better than Yao Xueqing, a slick bald old man, but Luo Feiyu is beautiful, but it is extremely hot, a sword flies, accumulating countless strength, my ghost sword to block, the right hand is numb, and Yao Xueqing next to him no longer stays, directly striding to attack, sweeping towards my next plate.

If any of these two people are defeated, I owe some heat, and if the two of them go together, I will only have one defeat. Wielding the ghost sword, my heart is bitter, I just killed all sides of the world at the moment I have become a rat crossing the street, encourage to maintain, if you are not careful, you will not even have a bone left.

Yang Zhixiu made a move, the battle was already fierce on the side of the miscellaneous hairy path, and my side was defeated and retreated, all the way from the field to the edge, and then ran from the edge to the altar, the time seemed to be very long, but it was only a dozen seconds, just when I was about to turn over and go down to the pool, a shout suddenly came from the stage: "Lu Zuo stupid, you haven't come up yet?" ”

On the altar, a bright little face suddenly appeared, white as fat, isn't it just a little demon who has been hiding all along?

Listening to her instructions, I didn't think about it anymore, and I didn't care about the demon flower on the other side of the altar with teeth and claws, and with one arrow step, I rushed across the short bridge and steps, and ran towards the platform. And at this time, Luo Feiyu saw that the opportunity was wrong, and the Xiu Nu Sword flew suddenly, flying towards my back heart, I had already taken precautions and returned the sword to block, but the Xiu Nu Sword did not fight with my ghost sword, but was rolled up by a thorny thorn vine hanging down from the high platform, and pulled upward.

Luo Feiyu has the most experience in the control of the flying sword, as soon as the thorn vine moved, she immediately sensed the danger, and with a hook of her hand, she recalled the Xiunu sword, and did not let it fall into the rattan curtain arranged by the demon flower on the other side of the Shura.

I rushed to the altar, only to find that the little demon had not gone anywhere, but had hid in the stone coffin that was as tall as a human being, and the demon flower here was a murderous thing for us, but she got along with her, and this time I rushed up, but did not attack me.

As soon as I got on my side, a figure rushed up from the other side.

This person is an uncle, and in the audience behind him, there are two masters of the Yutou Gang, Water Monkey and Mr. Wei, staring at him. Although the uncle from the Jurong Xiao family is brave, he is not able to gain advantage in this kind of confrontation, but he is an extremely smart person, seeing that the little demon has controlled this high-platform demon flower, instead of shuttling in the stalagmite forest, it is better to come up and join us, so he took advantage of the panic to go up.

Just when the uncle ascended the high platform, Duoduo and Xiaoqinglong also turned back, the nine-tailed demon rope was in Duoduo's hand, and at the end, a fat mouse the size of a watermelon was hanging around, but it was the slippery and treacherous dragon like a golden mouse.

After a fierce battle, the two little guys cooperated with each other, and finally captured the little beast in their hands.

Duoduo and the little demon once coexisted as one, and the two had a tacit understanding that was difficult for others to understand, so she also knew the use of the nine-tailed demon rope, this thing connected to the nerves, and with a slight pull, the little animal chirped and chirped for a while, which was quite relieving. We all went to the high platform, and the evil spirit sect threw a rat bogey, and stopped for the time being, but the miscellaneous hair trail was entangled by Yang Zhixiu.

Although Yang Zhixiu at this moment is not as fierce and fierce as when it was a rainy night in a deserted village, the difference is actually not far away, which makes the miscellaneous Xiaodao can only be tired and in a hurry, but fortunately, Yang Zhixiu is too proud and conceited, and he is lonely and self-appreciative, Luo Feiyu and Yao Xueqing, the old fish head, do not like it, and they do not come forward to help, so that they will not lose for a while.

I saw that the thunder punishment of the miscellaneous hair path was constantly trembling, and I was hit by the Erlang Transformation Scepter in Yang Zhixiu's hand, and I couldn't help but want to rush off the platform again, waiting for help, and suddenly at this time, a group of people appeared at the end of our sight, surging from the Wuxing Bridge, and between the Tsing Yi flying, there was a majestic spirit.

Yang Zhixiu looked at the six roads, listened to the eight directions, and saw another group of people, just in case, after fighting with the miscellaneous hair trail, the person flew up a falling stalactite, five meters above the ground, and the whole body was attached to it, looking towards this group of uninvited guests.

The miscellaneous hair trail was invincible to Yang Zhixiu's huge strength, retreated a little, jumped up without stopping, and fell obliquely towards the altar, I reached out to pick him up, and held his hand behind his back, a wipe, it was all the sweat of the oil, as if it was fished out of the water, and then looked at the miscellaneous hair trail, and the chest trembled violently like pulling the bellows, obviously a little out of strength.

No matter what, Yang Zhixiu made a comeback, without the restraint of the one-word sword last time, and the miscellaneous hair Xiaodao faced him alone, in the end, it was still a little reluctant.

I sat on the steps, and then looked at the people who came, and saw that the group of people were all dressed as Taoist priests, seven or eight people, and the leader was the first master of the Heavenly Master Dao of Longhu Mountain, who was full of beard and rough appearance. In addition to this Taoist master who is ranked among the top ten in the world, I know Luo Dingquan by his side, and the rest are elites of Longhu Mountain.

I shook my head and sighed, slaying the dragon, they took advantage of the fact that the real dragon was in its twilight years, and because of the birth inheritance and weakness, it was seriously injured, after the real dragon escaped, it still refused to give up, and chased it to the nest.

Shanyang Zhenren's cultivation is extremely high, or it is the best in the audience, but it is a pity that he was also injured in the battle of slaying the dragon, and he rushed in with a gloomy face, looking around, but his eyes finally fell on the human-shaped amber under the altar.

"Luo XVIII? I didn't expect that a heroic man would be lost here, a pity, a pity! Shanyang Zhenren knew Luo Eighteen, he shook his head and sighed, led the people, and slowly walked closer, and the people of the Evil Spirit Sect gathered around the corpse of Staff Officer Su, gathered together, and all looked at this group of new uninvited guests with hostility.

There is only one real dragon, but there are so many people who want to get a piece of the soup, how to divide it, this has to be carefully discussed.

Shanyang Zhenren's gaze retracted from Luo Eighteen's corpse, and then looked at Yang Zhixiu above his head, and greeted him politely: "Yang Daoyou, we haven't seen each other for many years, but we never thought that we would become like this, what happened, can you tell Poor Dao?" ”

Maoshan was shocked, this matter is a top secret, and the public statement is that Yang Zhixiu was punished by Tao Jinhong, who was out of the customs, guarding the back mountain gate, and was not allowed to be born, but more or less, there will still be some truth flowing out, and the good Yang Zhenren knows some things, but he doesn't know much, so he asks so much.

Yang Zhixiu was poked in the sore spot by Shanyang Zhenren, and he was not annoyed, but smiled hesitantly: "There are many days off from the past, why mention it again?" But the real person wants to take the body of the real dragon? Shanyang Zhenren nodded frankly and said yes. Yang Zhixiu raised his finger and pointed towards us: "Find them and ask for them!" ”

Shanyang Zhenren looked at us carefully, and when he saw the little green dragon following Duoduo, he couldn't help but be surprised: "No, how did it become so small?" ”