Give a gift to the hermit of the Great Dao.

Except for the one who spoke, the rest of the twelve Shadow Riders launched in unison.

At this time, the Thirteen Shadow Riders were like ghosts rushing out of the bottom of the lake, and as the space continued to stir up huge ripples, one by one the black shadows jumped out and became clear.

I saw that these thirteen shadow riders were thirteen guys who were wrapped in black cloth and only showed a pair of yin dove eyes, and even their sitting mounts were wrapped in black cloth, obviously with a very strong sense of oppression, but it seemed to have no weight at all, which made people feel that it was not empty under the black cloth.

These thirteen shadow riders are like thirteen warriors, each of them has weapons that can only be seen on the battlefield, and these weapons are different, swords, swords, halberds, giant hammers, and long hooks are extremely strange.

The twelve horsemen who rushed towards him waved the spear and sword halberd in their hands, and slashed into the void, and there were still several miles away, but they broke a gap in the thick city wall built of bluestone directly across the void, and the knife cut tofu.

The Golden King was furious, let out a roar, and his huge figure suddenly shrank, condensing into a figure in a golden royal robe in the air, reaching out and grabbing it out of thin air, and then he picked up all the five thousand soldiers in the city and threw them towards the twelve shadow riders.

Among them were the thirty iron armor that guarded the city.

Three hundred strong-armed men with golden bows poured out from the city walls, and at this time they put their hands on the bowstrings, humming and trembling, and arrows flew out like a rain of arrows.

The arrows that could shoot the Ning Dan Monk from the air were shot on the body wrapped in the cloth strips of the Twelve Shadow Riders, as if they were shot on steel, and after a flash of sparks, the arrows either broke or went astray.

The five thousand soldiers who were thrown out by the King of Gold collided with the twelve shadow riders in the air like dumplings, and these armor soldiers were also quite fierce, letting out a sky-shattering roar, waving all kinds of weapons in their hands, but they cracked and shattered one after another in the air, turning into rolling vitality, and these vitality forces were all included in the hands of the shadow rider who had never moved his hands led by the thirteen shadow riders.

In his hand, there was a plate-sized jade piece, the original square hole, which was the jade coin, and the rolling vitality was put away by this jade coin.

The five thousand armor soldiers were unable to take a step closer to the Twelve Shadow Riders, let alone stop the Twelve Shadow Riders for a moment.

The Twelve Shadow Riders shattered the armor in the sky, and in an instant, they rushed to the front of the city like a raging wind.

The King of Gold roared angrily, the golden light on his body was stacked, and the surrounding Qi surged, forming large and small vortices, and these vortices were afraid that there were not hundreds, and they were slapped together with the palm of the King Jin.

Facing the vortex of condensation of the Gang Qi, the Twelve Shadow Riders seemed to be a little more serious.

One of the shadow riders held a pitch-black spear in his hand, and suddenly burst out of the formation, the spear in his hand shook like a snake, and in an instant hundreds of pitch-black poisonous snakes formed in the air, each of which pierced a vortex.

There was a burst of sound in the sky, and the harsh touch of the sound shook the whole earth.

Leaving the city for a while, it was as if it was experiencing an eight-magnitude earthquake with a very shallow epicenter, the houses collapsed, the city walls collapsed, and I don't know how many mortals were killed, and even some lowly immortals were stoned to death in the same way, and the shaking became bigger and bigger, huge stones, the remains of the houses, kept rolling and jumping on the ground, like popping beans in a pot.

Zheng Xian, the swordfish, and the nuns in this situation, they couldn't look up at the killing battle overhead, under the power of this battle, they were just ants, and they didn't even have the qualifications to raise their heads.

The crackling sound in the sky became more and more intense, and the tremor of the earthquake became stronger and stronger, and Zheng Xian and the others had to dodge the boulders of the houses that they didn't know where they would come from.

The earthquake did not last long, lasting about five minutes before coming to an abrupt end.

At this time, Zheng Xian had time to look up, and saw that the lord of the city, King Jin, had been picked on the pitch-black spear, and his unwilling body was constantly disintegrating into a series of pitch-black gas veins, these pitch-black qi veins wanted to escape into the distance, but the shadow rider led by him took out a piece of black jade, threw it in the air, intercepted the black qi veins, and put them all away.

Then the golden king was reduced to ashes and swept away by the wind.

"That black qi vein is Gang Qi, good thing, this is what is most lacking in this world, there are nearly a hundred disciples close to the Gangcheng realm in the Yin Poison Sect, whoever this Gang Qi is given to, who can be Gangcheng, in the blink of an eye, it is like leaving the cultivation power of the city lord. I don't know how many immortal cultivators in the Dao looked at the throne of the Golden King, and this time, another lucky person was born. ”

Zheng Xian listened very carefully to the kind explanation of the sweet potato, looking at the Thirteen Shadow Riders suspended in the sky, and then looking at the impregnable fortified city that was still good five minutes ago, but now it has become a ruin, and it is almost razed to the ground, and this is obviously not the real strength of the Thirteen Shadow Riders.

The strength of these thirteen shadow riders was so strong that Zheng Xian's body and mind were numb.

The shadow rider led by the leader walked to the front again, stretched out his hand and threw out the disc-like jade coin in his hand, which suddenly turned into a hideous jade lion in the air, and fell to the ground, eating people when they saw them, and immortal cultivators were no exception.

The civilians in this city have already died almost, and the rest have no ability to escape, but those immortal cultivators scattered in panic, but they couldn't escape the big mouth of the jade lion, and for a while, there were screams all over the place.

A gust of wind blew, and the bustling city fell into a complete dead silence.

Zheng Xian looked at the corpse of the shopkeeper with two red halos painted in the white picture that emerged from the pile of rocks on the ground, and looked up at the sky again.

The Thirteen Shadow Riders rode across the air, like a peerless god's mansion, looking at all living beings in the world with contempt. That kind of lofty dignity, overriding all arrogance, deeply shocked Zheng Xian, such an existence is a real immortal cultivator, but such an immortal cultivator is too cold.

Zheng Xian initially had an infinite yearning for the power possessed by these Thirteen Shadow Riders, but when he thought that if he cultivated to the point of the Thirteen Shadow Riders, he might also ignore all life like them, and felt afraid, although Zheng Xian was ruthless, he didn't want to become like this.

The Thirteen Shadow Riders slowly stepped into the air, the horse's hooves rattled, and a huge sense of oppression fell on Zheng Xian's shoulders like a mountain, if Zheng Xian hadn't gritted his teeth, I'm afraid he wouldn't dare to look at the other party, and his heart relied on one breath, otherwise his spine would have to be bent, and his knees would have to kneel directly on the ground.

The Thirteen Shadow Riders landed opposite the old man with a sweet potato, and the Shadow Rider at the head threw the huge jade coin in his hand directly on the ground in front of the old man with a sweet potato, splashing gray dust.

Zheng Xian was stunned for a moment, this didn't seem to be an expression of respect, but an expression of contempt? Could it be that the Immortal Cultivation Realm expressed respect in this way? Looking at it, it seemed that he was feeding his own pets.

The old man's sweet potato coughed dryly and said: "The kindness of the three saints, I understand it in my heart, old man, keep these vitality power yin poison sects for yourself." ”

The Thirteen Shadow Riders on the opposite side didn't seem to hear the words of the old man with sweet potatoes at all, and the Shadow Riders led by him said, "Respectfully invite the Great Dao Hermit to go to the Yin Poison Palace!"

That's a good word, but Zheng Xian could see that if the sweet potatoes didn't go, the thirteen shadow riders would do it themselves and drag the sweet potatoes away like a pig on the board.

At this time, it is obvious that you can't show a shameless attitude.

The old man of the sweet potato seemed to understand this truth, and after hesitating, he still bent down cheekily and picked up the jade coin, nodded and said, "Since the three saints of the Yin Poison Gate are so sincere, I will go with you to take a look, old man." ”

Zheng Xian stood behind him, all of them panicked for the old man with sweet potatoes. However, the other party's strength is so strong, a city will be trampled into a piece of powder in a blink of an eye, and it will never be possible if you don't bow your head.

Having received the answer they wanted, the Thirteen Shadow Riders' gaze swept towards Zheng Xian, the swordfish, and the nun.

At this time, Zheng Xian and the swordfish had already draped the armor on their bodies, and the shadow rider led by him stretched out his hand, and the pitch-black bandage-like lines on his fingers immediately flew out, and in an instant, Zheng Xian and the swordfish were tied together, like zongzi.

Zheng Xian and Daoyu didn't even have a chance to react, and it wasn't until this time that they realized that they were tied up, and they didn't even know what happened to Lu Dao just now.

The two big men were tied together, fortunately back to back, otherwise, it wasn't disgusting enough.

Immediately, the Thirteen Shadow Riders turned their horses' heads, and the old man of the sweet potato was treated well, and the lines that flew out of the shadow riders formed a rather rudimentary chair, and the sweet potato sat on the chair and was dragged forward by the Thirteen Shadow Riders.

And Zheng Xian and the knife fish did not have such a good treatment, they were dragged in the air like a sack, fortunately in the air, if it was on the ground, Zheng Xian and the knife fish would be extremely embarrassed.

As for the nun, these thirteen shadow riders have no interest in her at all, and they are just a few fractal realm immortal cultivators, leaving the existence of a handful of cities here.

Zheng Xian and Daoyu didn't feel anything at first, but as the speed of the Thirteen Shadow Riders became faster and faster, they even began to feel that the Cultivation Armor was getting hotter and hotter, as if it was about to burn.

The speed of these thirteen shadow riders is too fast, like piercing the clouds and splitting the sea, the constant friction between the colonization armor and the air makes the colonization armor like a meteor passing through the atmosphere, if it weren't for the fact that there is still a layer of high-temperature resistant space life in the colonization armor, Zheng Xian may not have a problem, but the swordfish may be directly scorched in the colonization armor.

Fortunately, it was not too far from the Yin Poison Palace, and in the time of the Thirteen Shadow Horsemen galloping for more than ten minutes, Zheng Xian saw from a distance that there was a majestic mountain towering in the sky, green and full of vitality up and down, even more vibrant than the nursery.

The Thirteen Shadows rode out of the mountain, and the Shadow Rider led by him stretched out his hand to swipe in the air, the sky seemed to be cut, and the rolling clouds appeared out of thin air, forming a wide cloud wall, covering everything in front of Zheng Xian's eyes, and the Shadow Rider at the head stretched out his hand a little, and the clouds of the cloud wall began to roll away in all directions, revealing a round hole three meters wide and narrow.

It seems to be a sect prohibition, if you don't know the root of the Dao and fly straight over, it is estimated that you will be stuck in those invisible cloud walls, as for what will happen when you enter the cloud wall, Zheng Xian can't think about it.