In the north of Wuyi City, the mountains are stacked, the flowers and plants are lush, and the ancient trees are upright.

This is the demon beast forest at the junction of the Wufeng Dynasty and the Yutang Dynasty, where countless fierce and ruthless demon beasts inhabit here, and the occasional angry beast roar is even more terrifying.

In this mountain range, in a quiet place, three figures sat cross-legged, regulating the breath on their bodies.

It is Jun Yi, Mo Yiqian and drunken madness.

The battle to snatch the nine babies seems to be easy and riskless, but this is all based on everyone's overdraft of their own strength.

The drunken madness frowned at this time, and the aura around his body fluctuated strangely, sometimes hot as a furnace, sometimes as cold as ice, and the red and blue color of the Dao Dao circulated in his body, and his skin and face were all intersecting and changing under the influence of this.

And the long gray hair became even more gorgeous and white at this time, and the temperament of the whole person seemed to have changed, unconsciously overflowing with an indifference that rejected people thousands of miles away, this breath seemed to invade people's hearts, making people feel a little chilled from their hearts.

At the same time, Jun Yi's divine thoughts flowed gently in his body, carefully perceiving the changes in his body.

Thousands of years, the ninth generation of people, he has never felt that the human body will be so strong, with the essence of Bai Ze Yueyun to wash the ears and eyes, kiss the blood marrow to reshape the forging meridians, and use the soul of the fierce beast nine babies to open the limbs, the three spirits gather, the punishment against the sky.

This may be just chance.

The bombardment of the heavenly thunder made the fit between the three spirits and himself almost perfect, and Jun Yi felt that there was endless power in every inch of his meridians and every inch of flesh and blood.

The aura circulating around Jun Yi's body is depressing, obviously only in the early stage of Martial Monarch, he is like a wild beast, with a strong sense of oppression, it seems that one punch is enough to blast a martial artist in the same realm to death.

In the dantian Lingding, there is a ghost tomb.

A dark purple ball floated silently in the air, moving slowly, as if a little dazed, not knowing where to go, here was full of dead branches, broken stone and bones, and a dead air.

"Snort..."

Suddenly, a strange slight touch sound suddenly sounded, making the ball stunned.

"Woo..."

A black shadow flashed, and I saw that a bloody mouth had arrived, but it was a small snake with a dark body.

Although the snake is small, its breath should not be underestimated, it is comparable to the realm of human martial arts, and in the blink of an eye, the big mouth has enveloped the ball, but the ball has not made the slightest movement, as if it was frightened by this sudden invasion and did not dare to move.

Just when the ball was about to be swallowed by the little snake, the little snake suddenly stopped, obviously the ball was already in his mouth, but he just couldn't bite it, not only that, the little snake's body was slowly trembling, looking at the darkness in front of him, the trembling amplitude of the body was even bigger and bigger, which showed the fear in his heart.

"Huh..."

Suddenly, a glimmer of light suddenly appeared in the originally dark place in front of the little snake, but it was a huge brown and yellow snake eye, looking at the ball in front of him coldly and indifferently.

"Sizzle!!"

After a breath, the little snake suddenly vomited, and made a sound similar to a scream, and then its body shattered, and it fell limply, and there was no breath.

A black mist slowly emanated from its body, submerging into the darkness, and in the blink of an eye, the little snake had no trace of being alive, or it had never existed.

Silence lingers in the darkness.

"Boy, thank you for your help. ”

At this time, a calm and warm voice came, breaking the silence, it was Jun Yi.

Since breaking through the Martial Monarch realm, Jun Yi has been able to enter and exit the giant gate freely, which means that he can already move around the Heavenly Curse Forbidden Scroll at will, but it is limited to that.

"It's over, what are you doing here?"

In the ghost tomb, a voice without the slightest emotion came out, giving people the feeling of communicating with a puppet.

"I'm just here to thank my seniors for their help. ”

Jun Yi opened his mouth slightly, but his expression was still a little hesitant, and he stopped talking.

"Hmph, you humans are always so hypocritical. ”

It's just that Jun Yi's voice just fell, but he was ridiculed by him for a while, and his tone was disdainful.

Just when Jun Yi was a little embarrassed, a weak voice came: "Boy, I'm fine, this time to help each other, I Jiuying wrote it down, this adult will not lie to you." ”

Jun Yi stood above the ghost tomb, unable to surpass the slightest, he didn't know, but the voice of the nine babies came from the ball, if you look closely, you can still faintly see a small phantom of the nine babies from it.

"That's fine, thank you senior, the kid is leaving. ”

Jun Yi nodded slightly when he heard this, turned to leave, and at the same time was horrified in his heart, with the pride of the nine infants, he was about to call out the mysterious adult, so who is the existence in it?

"This kid still has some affection..."

After Jun Yi left, after a long time, the voice murmured softly again, and slowly disappeared into the darkness.

It turned out that in the battle of the ruins of the Dong family, the momentum was huge, and the dust was everywhere, Jiuying decided to take half of his heart in exchange for his life, after all, the revenge was not avenged, it didn't want to die like this, and there was no better way to break through the siege, so he could only gamble and make an exchange with Jun Yi, and at the same time there was a mysterious request in the ghost tomb, which allowed him to survive.

Between the mountains, Jun Yi slowly opened his eyes, exhaled lightly, stretched his waist, and felt the pleasure of his limbs returning to control.

The drunken madness had already woken up, and he consciously took on the duty of being vigilant to avoid accidents, and when he saw Jun Yi wake up, he only turned his head slightly and took a look.

It's just that Jun Yi was slightly stunned when he saw the image of the drunken madman at this time, after all, the contrast in the drunken temperament is too great.

"Don't worry, I'll do what I promised you. ”

Jun Yi sat beside the drunken man, watching the sea of clouds rolling in the distance, and his heart was full of thoughts, but more than that, he was clear, his body had returned, and the shackles that bound him had been broken, so what he had to do next was self-evident.

The drunken madness changed his previous personality, just sat indifferently, poured a sip of wine from time to time, and was silent.

"But before that, you have to be cured of your dark disease. ”

Jun Yi spoke softly, but it made the drunken man's body tremble, and a gleam shot out of his eyes, and then he disappeared and regained his calm, but Jun Yi beside him did not react to this at all, and he was not worried that the drunken maniac would make a move on him.

This is the biggest secret of the drunken maniac, and it is also the secret that has been hidden for decades, and it is the root of the strange changes in his body, even Yu Feng only knows that his cultivation is accidental, but Jun Yi can see it at a glance, which has to make him puzzled and vigilant.

"Hum..."

Suddenly, a light tremor of breath came suddenly, making Jun Yi's face change.

I saw Lao Mo's body trembling when he was sitting cross-legged behind him, his face changed alternately between pale and ruddy, and the aura overflowing from his body was disordered and collapsed, and the meridians in his body were running wildly.

The power that spreads out around the body is sometimes strong, sometimes weak, and even if the whole person does not explode and die, it seems that he is going to go crazy, and the situation is extremely dangerous.

"He had a dark illness that did not heal, and he forced his hand again, which made it worse. ”

Drunken and crazy looked at this scene and frowned, surprised in his heart, he didn't expect Mo Yiqian's body to be in such a miserable state, but even so, he was able to compete with Wu Qiuming, then he was in his heyday...

The drunkenness didn't dare to think about it, but Jun Yi and Mo Yiqian became more and more mysterious in his heart.

Jun Yi was silent, he naturally knew about Mo Yiqian's situation, how rare Bai Zeyueyun's dew was needless to say, at the first glance of seeing this thing, Jun Yi knew that Lao Mo must have paid a great price, and his realm in the middle of the martial arts is enough to explain.

This time, he is even more powerful against Wu Qiuming, a strong martial arts commander who has comprehended the meaning of fate, his talent and strength are really rare, and Lao Mo in the middle of martial arts wants to fight him, and the price he has to pay is unimaginable.

"Boom!!"

At this moment, a violent power burst out on Mo Yiqian's body.

Jun Yi retreated as soon as possible, and the drunken madness was surging with spiritual power in his body, and when he stretched out his hand and bent his fingers, a scorching light mask appeared in front of him, blocking this wave of qi.

The dust dissipated, Jun Yi and the drunken madness stood side by side, and the aura on Mo Yiqian's body began to ease, gradually calming down, and even began to gradually weaken, and he had reached the edge of the momentum of the middle stage of the martial arts realm.

After a long time, everything calmed down, and the aura on Mo Yiqian's body had completely stabilized.

It's just that he looked at Lao Mo in front of him drunk, his expression was a little dazed, but Jun Yi was complicated, and his eyes revealed a strong touch.

Mo Yiqian slowly opened his eyes, his eyes became more cloudy, the wrinkles and furrows on his face became more profound, and his physical skin became loose and old, as if he had become a dying old man, and it seemed that he might die at any time.

The realm on his body has also become the early stage of martial arts, and he has regressed by a small realm.

"Old Mo ......"

Jun Yi looked at Mo Yiqian in front of him and opened his mouth, but found that he seemed to have nothing to say, only guilt and emotion were left in his heart, Lao Mo had paid too much for him.

"Childe doesn't need to say much, the old slave is fighting for this life, and he has to protect his son. ”

Mo Yiqian smiled slightly when he saw this, he didn't care, he stood up, his body was even more rickety, he didn't have the demeanor of a strong man, and his eyes were full of kindness and absolute respect when he looked at Jun Yi.

"After all these years, it's time for you to rest. ”

Jun Yi squeezed Mo Yiqian's rough hand tightly, his heart was full of thoughts, and the expression in his eyes became firm.

The injuries on Mo Yiqian's body must not be delayed, at least they must be stabilized first, as well as to treat the dark diseases on the drunken man's body and solve the troubles in his body.

"Childe, next...."

"Go and get back what belongs to us, so that we can make a deal with Xi Wan, the old fox, He An's affairs should have been done, right?"

Jun Yi looked into the distance, and the momentum on his body became suppressed, like a fierce beast staring at its prey.

The drunken madman on the side was stunned when he saw this, as if he had seen a monstrous killing intent on Jun Yi, and his gaze was Tang Jincheng, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart:

This time, the blood rain overwhelmed the city.