Although Yin Meng looks young, there are no wrinkles on his face, and his body has no signs of aging, but he has indeed lived for a long time, so long that he himself began to wonder if he had some disease so that he did not die until now.

As a necromancer, Yin Meng himself is very difficult to die. Necromancers have actually given up many things in themselves for the sake of the cultivation of psychics, and even they themselves are a kind of half-human, half-ghost, half-life, half-dead existence, so how can they be afraid of life and death? Yin Meng doesn't know why he hasn't died for so long, but in detail, he is actually not afraid of life and death. Life is also joyful and death, there is joy in life, there is novelty in death, he may not dare to try.

It's just that in the course of more than a hundred years of his life, he really has never seen such a cruel and terrible guy as Jiuhan.

Saint Realm cultivators have actually seen a lot, not to mention those so-called "half-saint" and "pseudo-saint" realms. In the concept of gloom, whether a cultivator is a wanderer, a warrior or a warlock, as long as he breaks through the cultivation of the human realm and steps into the holy realm, then he is an existence that has transcended the shackles of human beings, and can sympathize with the power of the world through the resonance and perception of heaven and earth, and the power is huge.

But in fact, the nine and a half in front of him at this moment surprised him greatly.

Nine and a half had almost broken the necromancer's preconceived notion of all saints, and at the moment he was fighting with the dragon mastiff who was good at hand-to-hand combat, fist to flesh. It stands to reason that in fact, Yin Meng has some concerns and worries about whether his dragon mastiff can defeat this sage, after all, the dragon mastiff is good at hand-to-hand combat, and the sage can sympathize with heaven and earth, even if it is a holy realm cultivator who has entered the holy realm with martial arts, he can more or less know some spells and even integrate spells into his own moves. The dragon mastiff is likely to be survived to death if it is against a warlock, so the most suitable way for a dragon mastiff to fight is hand-to-hand combat, and it would be better if you could smash the opponent's chest with your claws or bite off the enemy's head and chew it up.

He was most worried that Jiuhan would not confront the dragon mastiff head-on, but when Jiuhan chose to fight the enemy with his bare hands, the necromancer's heart trembled fiercely. You must know that although he seems to be very strong now, he is actually in a state of external strength and middle strength, if the dragon mastiff is also killed in battle, then he will be easily killed by Nine and a Half. Necromancers who have lost the undead they have summoned are actually no different from ordinary people.

Nine-and-a-half waved his fists, and he approached the mastiff step by step as if he was dancing, very fierce. After a sword pierced the mastiff's throat, he dropped his long sword and pounced on it with his bare hands. In fact, this is not only very surprising in the eyes of Jiuhan, but even in the eyes of Wei Xiyan and Yin Meng who are watching, it is absolutely incredible. After all, against a fierce beast like a mastiff dog, which is almost the same realm, Jiuhan not only gave up the long sword with greater lethality, but at the same time, he also gave up the attack of magic and chose to fight with his bare hands, which is simply incredible.

But is that the case? Of course not. The mastiff didn't actually feel anything when the long sword slashed at the body, after all, the beast's hair was very long, whether it was a sword, a sword, a halberd, an axe, a hook or fork, as long as it was a weapon attack, it could offset part of it with softness, and the sword that pierced its throat was strictly speaking just accidental. Heavy hair can counteract the cutting of sharp weapons, but the attack with bare hands makes a big difference. After all, Jiu Ban was already a cultivator of the Holy Realm, and even the body of Shanghai that was as strong as a mastiff couldn't be offset for a while. After the nine and a half gave up the long sword, the mastiff's body can be said to have been punched several times, which is not a good taste.

Despite its size, the mastiff is quite agile. It kept dodging in order to find a better opportunity to attack, but then Jiu Ban stopped suddenly, he stood there with his horse and put his fists on his waist to contain his momentum, and the arrogance that had just risen in the air was now withdrawn by him as if a whale swallowing a cow, and the scene instantly calmed down.

The mastiff, who had been given a moment of respite, also regained his form and stood there snorting and panting. The scarlet tongue was already covered with beads of sweat at the moment, which was enough to prove that the physical exertion in the short time that had just passed was huge.

What is this man going to do? Is he gathering momentum? Yin Meng didn't know, but he quietly walked behind the mastiff, and then blocked the view of the others with the huge body of the mastiff, and quietly felt a dark red crystal in a place where no one else saw it, and crushed it. As the crystal shattered, a faint light that was difficult to see with the naked eye flowed out of the crystal and into the wall, and then disappeared.

Watching the dark red light disappear into the walls, a helpless smile appeared on the necromancer's tired face. Then he turned around and stood behind the mastiff and shouted loudly to the nine halves not far away: "What's the matter, boy, does it mean that you can't fight and surrender?"

That voice sounded ridiculous to the nine-and-a-half. Jiu Ban ignored his arrogance, turned his right hand around, and the long sword that he had just thrown on the ground was instantly sucked into his hand. The long sword was in his hand, and the momentum of the nine and a half was as if Mr. Teaching had obtained his book, and the momentum skyrocketed at an astonishing speed. He looked at the sword, which was actually nothing special, stroked it with his left hand, and then danced the sword.

The long sword rises, the wind falls, and the wind is soft. With the dance of the nine and a half, a slight wind slowly rose in the secret passage that should be impenetrable, and the wind spread out in all directions around the center of the nine and a half, and gently stroked the mastiff's hair and yin scalp, but made the latter's heart "plop" and beat non-stop. Yin Meng stared at Jiu Ban not far in front of him as if he had seen a ghost, his hand grabbed the hair of the mastiff next to him fiercely, and his whole body trembled.

"Amazing Dance???" the necromancer who had lived for a long, long time muttered to himself, at this moment he seemed to be a Go enthusiast who had met a legendary great player, his eyes were full of incredulity: "Why do you know how to dance? Who are you, the dance has been lost in this world for hundreds of years, why can you control it?"

"Who are you disciple!! "Yin Meng, who let go of the mastiff, rushed out as if he had lost his mind, and roared angrily at Jiuhan. There was little reason in his roar, as if a man who had spent his life searching for answers had coincidentally met the person who had asked for the answer before he died, full of madness.

Seeing the owner rushing out, the mastiff next to him roared in a low voice as if to remind the owner of the danger, but Yin Meng had no intention of stopping. The man who had lived for more than a hundred years walked forward so quickly that he almost had to run, and he rushed towards the nine-and-a-half without stopping for a moment, when the man only wanted to grab his enemy by the collar and slam him against the wall and ask for the origin of the Thrilling Dance.

After all, this necromancer named Yin Meng comes from a kendo family.

The sword qi suddenly rose and poured out with the nine and a half cores. Like a blooming flower, the sword qi poured out layer upon layer, almost in an indiscriminate form towards the yin. At that time, all the candles around were extinguished, and darkness directly enveloped everything. But at this moment, the necromancer continued to walk forward as if he had lost his mind, his eyes straight and stunned, like a walking corpse.

Wei Xicheng, who was behind the ninth half, raised his double knives to protect his chest with his first reaction, but at the same time, he secretly praised it in his heart. Although such a powerful sword qi didn't know where it came from, in his opinion, it had already surpassed his master Wang Shiyou, so that the necromancer, who was already physically fragile, would almost definitely die.

The man stepped forward, and the huge mastiff at his feet collapsed there like that, a huge amount of blood flowing out of the blood-red hair, the dog was dressed in a rough manner, but the death intent in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

The man covered his nose and endured it without vomiting, and the mastiff, which was already full of corpse energy, was even worse at the moment, as if it was a corpse condensed existence, which made people sick. The man who was already suspicious of him was even more able to confirm his identity at this moment: this mastiff, that is, the snow mastiff, not only has a strong corpse qi on its body, but also is the most terrifying kind of corpse qi called "Nine Yin Land Corpse Qi", which can be said to be the king of the dead world.

Holding back the fact that he didn't vomit directly, the man walked to the right. He walked around the mastiff's huge body and walked behind the mastiff, where half of the other fragile and young body was pressed under the mastiff's blood-red hair, and there were also bursts of blood gushing out, and it seemed that he could not survive at this time.

Nine and a half looked at the man who was crushed under the mastiff, that is, the necromancer, and a look of compassion flashed in his eyes. Yin Meng raised his head to look at Jiu Ban's face, and suddenly stretched out his hand to him as if he had returned to the light, and let out a voice that was almost wailing: "Tell me, who taught you the Amazing Dance!"

"I just realized it myself. Nine and a half said.

A look of disbelief flashed through his gloomy eyes, and then it was fleeting. It seemed that he wanted to say something, but the dying man's physical strength was no longer enough to support him to say more. The necromancer's arm hung down heavily, and his eyes gradually drifted as he looked at Nine Half, and he muttered, "That's it...... All have to die, all have to die......"

Then he swallowed.

The mastiff pressing on him raised his head as if to see how his master was doing, but before he could get up, he wailed, swallowed along with Yinmeng, and disappeared completely. The mastiff swallowed, and the corpse dissipated into the air like ashes in an instant, revealing a complete corpse. At this moment, from the perspective of nine and a half, there was a huge wound on the body of this necromancer, and at the moment when the so-called "Shocking Dance" was used, although the mastiff struggled to run up and block it for his master, the sharp sword qi still penetrated the body of the mastiff, leaving an irreparable wound on Yin Meng's body. The sword mark crossed Yin Meng's waist and was bottomless, and in the eyes of the nine halves, it was almost no different from a horizontal slash. After all, this person is just the identity of a necromancer, although he can control a mastiff whose power is close to that of a master of the Holy Realm, his own body is still very fragile.

The necromancer is dead, and the corpses of both snow leopards and mastiffs are gone. After seeing this situation, everyone understood that the crisis should have been resolved, so Ba Yu took the huge shield and then pacified Shi Jia, while Wei Xicheng put his double knife into the scabbard and walked towards Jiu Ban. Although the "Amazing Dance" just now was overflowing with sword energy, in fact, the strength of the Nine Halves was well controlled and did not hurt Wei Xicheng and the others, which also made him unable to help but be surprised by the Nine-Half's extraordinary control ability.

"What did he just say?" Wei Xicheng stepped forward and patted Jiu Ban's shoulder, and then suddenly covered his mouth and nose: "Oh my God, is this old thing still human? Why does it stink so much!"

The corpse on the ground was decomposing at a rate visible to the naked eye, and the smell he gave off was as disgusting as a sewer that hadn't been cleaned in five hundred years. When Wei Xicheng covered his mouth and nose, Jiu Ban had already changed to breathing through his mouth with interest, and he said to Wei Xicheng: "If you say it's a human being, if you say it's not, it's not." He's already at the level of a necromancer, and if he hadn't met me, I'm afraid he would have lived for a few more decades. ”

After Jiuhan finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the position of Shi Jia and Bayu. At this moment, Ba Yu was comforting the panicked Shi Jia, and there were no oil lamps left on both sides of the secret passage because of the destruction of the battle. There was only one torch left in their hands, and the space was unusually dim at the moment.

"Lord Prince, this is the end of the matter, and we can move on. Jiu Ban walked to the trembling Shi Jia, squatted down and looked at the prince of the country of mocking wind, who had not yet reached the crown, and said softly. At this time, Shi Jia's mood had gradually stabilized, but after all, he had never seen a murderous scene, and the battle scene of Jiu Ban and the others just now was too terrifying. Who can see the masters of the Holy Realm fighting each other for the first time on the battlefield? Therefore, Shi Jia's emotional excitement is also understandable.

Raising his head and looking at Jiu Ban, Shi Jia said, "Okay, let's continue to move forward, and I'll take you out." ”

"But if you take us out, how will you go back?" asked Hachiyu on the side.

"After taking you out of the city, I'll just return from outside the city, the exit of this secret passage is not far from the gate of Shiwang City, I ......" Shi Jia's spirit had not yet stabilized, and before he finished speaking, another voice suddenly jumped out of the darkness.

"Don't think about it, none of you can leave today. ”

A familiar voice came from the direction of the exit of the secret passage, and then suddenly several oil lamps were lit, and a figure appeared behind Jiuhan and Wei Xicheng. When I heard that voice just now, Jiuban's heart was cold, and there was a very familiar feeling. Then he turned around, and as expected, Zhu Yan appeared in his field of vision like that, Shi Shiran stood where Yin Meng was standing just now, blocking their way.

Wei Xicheng's heart was also cold, but before he could react, the oil lamps in the secret passage hundreds of zhang long behind Master A were suddenly lit at the same time, and under the backdrop of the large number of oil lamps, one after another figures wearing heavy armor appeared there. The already narrow passage was suddenly filled with pitch-black figures, each of whom was covered in pitch-black armor, holding a pitch-black shield in his left hand and a lifeless black knife in his right hand, as if he was copying and pasting.

Corresponding to the outfit, each of them wore a black mask, on which each showed only eyes for observation and a mouth for breathing, and there was not even any pattern carving, as if it were a god of death.

Seeing this group of people, Shi Jia sat on the ground almost as soon as he assed. If it weren't for Hachiha's pull, I'm afraid he would have collapsed to the ground all at once. The young prince who was sitting on the ground trembled all over, as if he had seen death, and trembled as if he had seen death, and barely squeezed out two words from between his teeth: "Death...... ...... Guard"

Although the voice was weak, Shi Jia's words still seemed to be heard by Zhu Yan in the distance. Zhu Yan, the general who had lost his military power, stepped forward and said loudly: "His Royal Highness the Prince has good eyesight, this is the trump card in the hands of His Majesty the Monarch - the Mocking Wind Death Guard." This time, the minister not only wants to take His Royal Highness the prince back to the palace, but also wants this group of people who hold the prince hostage dead and have no place to be buried!"

His face seemed to be filled with righteous indignation.

"Why are you doing this?" Hearing Zhu Yan's words, Jiu Ban stepped forward and asked. Somehow, he always sensed something unusual and subtle in these words, and felt that something was wrong.

"Why? Isn't this simple?" Zhu Yan stood still and stared at Jiu Ban's face and said: "You robbed my woman and caused me to lose the military power of the country of mocking winds, I naturally want to kill you! ”

As he spoke, Zhu Yan glanced at Jiu and a half.