Zhao Yongchang waved his shirt and sleeves, his left foot also drew a semicircle on the ground, his arched waist was like a carp stiffening, and he threw out the dark red blades lined up on his chest at the right time, sealing all the retreats of the old man not far away.

"Purple heart. ”

As soon as the old man's deep voice fell, the cane under the red firelight spiraled up, flying around Ye Lao, corresponding to the flames that burst out of his palm instantly, forming a dark purple barrier that could be attacked and retreated.

Looking at the dazzling light in front of him like the scorching sun at noon, the bursts of heat escaping made the blood in the young man's body seem to boil, running and boiling in the limbs.

The look of surprise had not yet had time to fill his face for the rest of his life, and an aura that was even stronger than Mu Yanqing was already coming, and the young man fell to the ground with a pop.

"Could this coercion be a mysterious......"

"The soul returns to the body. ”

In the rolling firelight, a sharp exclamation suddenly came, interrupting the unbelievable speculation in the young man's heart.

When the young man used all his strength to carry the spirit technique, and was about to suppress the rampaging Xuan Qi in his body, the murderous blood shadow not far in front of him had slowly become transparent under the old man's dazzling fire.

With Zhao Yongchang's hysterical call, it finally melted completely and annihilated into a pool of red liquid.

"You useless thing, if you don't come to help me now, when will you wait?" Zhao Yongchang's face was bloodless, he looked at the black figure beside him and said, "After helping me kill this old thing, I will definitely let you break through the Xuan Emperor." ”

"Lord......" Under the frightened firelight, the trembling black figure knelt on the ground, raised his head slightly, glanced at the old man with a rickety back, and said tremblingly: "Lord, Mr. Ye hangs the pot to save the world and help the wounded, we must not be enemies with him." ”

"I really misjudged you, the old man only knew that you were murderous by nature, but I didn't expect that at the moment of life and death, you still have a compassionate side. Seeing that the black figure was reluctant to get up for a long time, Zhao Yongchang showed anger on his face, and said angrily: "That's it, since you don't want to be an enemy of this old thing, I will send you back to the shore now, and the province will complain in the future." ”

As soon as Zhao Yongchang's words fell, a dark red aura shot out from his fingertips, rushing towards the black figure as fast as lightning and galloping away.

Suddenly, the mourning was monstrous.

Looking at the black shadow curled up in a ball, Zhao Yongchang grabbed the placket of the black figure as if he had thrown away the useless waste left behind, and threw it towards the blazing fire in front of the old man without hesitation.

Seeing the black figure flying towards the old man with a serious expression, Zhao Yongchang sneered, and then jumped out of the air, leaving a burst of laughter in the empty valley, and his whole body seemed to evaporate, disappearing in the sky above Aoki Valley.

"Where to go. ”

Ye Lao's eyes were tightly closed, and when all the perception that covered the sky and the sun was dispersed, the purple flames that had been flipped in his palms for a long time rushed out, and with the power of imprisoning all things in the world, not far from the disappearance of Zhao Yongchang's figure, a huge fire cage was formed.

"Who is he?" Sensing this force that was even stronger than Mu Yanqing, he was stunned for the rest of his life, and in silence, he said to himself in a daze: "Did you control a side of heaven and earth?"

Not long after, between the heaven and earth imprisoned by the flames, there was a sudden roar, with a roar of pain in the liver and intestines, and Zhao Yongchang, who was covered in purple flames, finally smashed to the ground solidly.

"It is rumored that Mr. Ye is hanging a pot to help the world with great mercy and compassion, and I hope you can let me Zhao live today. ”

"The old man has saved countless people in his life, smelling the pathology on the surface of the body, and driving it away with medicinal power. The disease of human nature can only be eradicated by cutting the grass. Looking at Zhao Yongchang, who was sluggish, Ye Lao held a cane in his hand to support his chest, and said lightly: "And you have already lost all your human diseases, and now only by returning dust to dust can you punish evil and promote good, and relieve the suffering of all people." ”

"Old thing, you'll regret it. Zhao Yongchang, who kept rolling on the ground, flashed a trace of horror on his hideous face, took out the black jade on his waist, and gasped: "I, Zhao Yongchang, am the lord of the Hidden Workshop, after you kill me, just wait for my Hidden Workshop to die endlessly, and hunt for it endlessly." ”

"Hidden Place?"

Looking at Zhao Yongchang, who was about to crush the jade, Ye Lao was slightly stunned, and his lightly raised right hand suddenly waved. After a purple fire, the silhouette of a human figure piled up on the ground by the gray residue was scattered in the withered yellow aquatic grass by the stream under the blowing of the night wind.

"Your Excellency. ”

"What?" Hearing this, Ye Lao frowned slightly, looked at the black figure kneeling on the ground, and said in a low voice: "Are you so loyal and ready to avenge him?"

"Zhao Yongchang lost his conscience and died innocently, and it was a very happy feat for his predecessors to kill him. The black figure put his hands on the ground, climbed in front of Ye Lao and said: "The Xuanmin Continent is respected for its strength, and it is also the inheritance of my Dark Hidden Workshop that the capable are dominant, so Senior Ye is now the lord of my Dark Hidden Workshop." ”

"That's it, the old man has been hiding from the world and returning to the forest for decades, and he has a pure heart and few desires. Looking at the cold black jade in his hand, Ye Lao waved his sleeves and said lightly: "Your cultivation is not weak, and you have good intentions, this position of the lord of the Hidden Place, I will hand it over to you now." ”

"Ye Lao can't. The black figure pushed off the jade handed by Ye Lao, and said in a panic: "The younger generation is only the early stage of Xuanjun's cultivation, and he must not take on this heavy responsibility." ”

"This ......"

Looking around at the shattered mountains, Ye Lao fell on the thin young man in front of him, pondered for a moment and said, "You step down first, this position of the lord of the Hidden Place, the old man should step down for the time being." ”

"Ye Lao. Watching the black figure leave the valley, the doubts buried in the heart of the rest of his life, like bamboo shoots breaking through the ground after the rain, kept bubbling up one by one, and asked out loud: "Where is this Dark Hidden Place?

"Hehe, it's just an organization that harbors evil. ”

Ye Lao laughed and walked forward with his steps: "It's nothing more than taking people's money to eliminate disasters for others, and taking on some assassinations and hiring these shady deeds." ”

"I don't know what happened for the rest of my life. Looking at Ye Laoyuan's back, Yu Sheng hurriedly followed, and said bluntly: "Dare to ask where you came from?"

"You little bunny. Ye Lao stopped, looked at the immature young man behind him, but had a mature maturity different from his peers, and said with a smile: "As the saying goes, those who solve the diseases and sufferings of ordinary people are called doctors, and the old man, who has the art of resurrecting the dead and saved the future of Xuanqi cultivation, can also be called Danshiye." ”

"Dan Master?" The young man stopped, looked at the back of the old man walking into the house, and said to himself in shock: "Is the Dan Master of the Xuanhuang Strong?"

Different from the atmosphere of Aoki Valley's victory, the Zhao Mansion outside Aoki Town, in the panic of the mourning four fields, there is a sadness of the end of the road.

Above the solemn back hall of the Zhao family, Zhao Yongming, who was cultivated by Xuanjun, when the soul seal was shattered, Zhao Sheng, who was the young master of the Zhao family, was full of fierce anger, and he had not yet had time to recover his calm from his face, and his father Zhao Yongchang, who was the head of the family, had a strong soul seal that was also shattered in a quarter of an hour.

"Uncle Tong......"

"How is this possible?" Looking at the scene of the sky falling in front of him, the old man behind Zhao Sheng said in horror: "The soul seal of the third master and the head of the family ......"

"Uncle Tong, what should we do now?" Zhao Sheng's face turned pale, wiped the beads of sweat on his head, looked at the trembling housekeeper and said, "The soul marks of the third uncle and father have been broken. ”

"The master's cultivation is already in the late stage of Xuanjun, and in this remote Aoki Town, it is second to none. If you meet a strong person in the early stage of the Xuan Emperor, even if you are not able to defeat the enemy, it is not difficult to retreat with your whole body in order to protect yourself. ”

The elderly housekeeper Tong looked at the empty soul seal tablet and said in horror: "Presumably, they must have encountered a powerful enemy this time, and now only you, young master, have taken over the position of patriarch and led our Zhao clan to evacuate from Aoki Town." ”

In the silent midnight, the commotion of the Zhao clan fleeing from the desert and moving their families to all corners seemed to be the snow falling on the earth under the scorching heat, which caused speculation from all parties in Aoki Town.

For decades, in the Qiaotong Chamber of Commerce, which had been suppressed by the Zhao clan everywhere, the old man in purple robe slowly collected the Xuan Qi gathered in the air above his body into his body, and was about to experience the coveted majestic aura and feel the power of the powerful monarch realm, when the sudden sound of hurried footsteps outside the door completely disturbed his state of mind.

"Yaran girl, why are you here in a hurry?" The old man in the long shirt looked displeased and said coldly: "I don't know if the old man is trying his best to cultivate?"

"The Great Elder is angry, Yaran came late at night, and there is something to report. The young woman with a long skirt wrapped around her body, and said softly: "Zhao Yongchang, the patriarch of the Zhao clan outside the city, has fallen, and the Zhao clan is now moving his family, do you see if we are ......?"

"What did you say?"

The old man in the long robe who was sitting cross-legged stood up, exuding the perception of the Xuanjun powerhouse, probing the abnormal movements in Aoki Town, and said in shock: "Zhao Yongchang has been in the monarch realm for many years and has strong strength, how could there be sudden news of this fall?

"Yaran doesn't know. ”

"Think of me Aoki Town, when did such a powerful force appear?" The old man in the long shirt tightened his eyebrows: "It can make the Xuanjun strong man completely fall in form and spirit, such a big stroke, I am afraid that it will be difficult for the strong man in the early stage of the Xuan Emperor to do it, right?" Do you know where this old thief of the Zhao clan fell?"

"It is rumored that just after the time has passed, the fire in the valley more than ten miles outside the city is raging, and the sound is terrifying. Qiao Tong, who was wearing a long skirt, patted her chest and said with palpitations: "Although the flame disappeared quickly, the terrifying energy it escaped still made the hearts of many monks in the monarch realm tremble......

"The valley outside the city?"

The old man with a white beard paced back and forth with a puzzled face.

Shaoqing whispered to himself: "Could it be that it was the hand of the old gentleman with a mysterious origin?"