In the woods outside Qili Village, a thin figure in a black robe was hiding in a hidden place, secretly peeking at everything in the village. The moonlight pierced through the trees and fell on the black robe, revealing half of its face hidden beneath.

This is a thin man who is not old, but the thin cheeks hidden under the black robe are covered with pitted pockmarks that make it difficult for outsiders to tell his real age, and this pockmarked face still has a pair of narrow eyes, at this time, this pair of slightly gloomy details are staring at the two young figures in Taoist robes in Qili Village.

"I didn't expect that there would be a Qingyang Palace disciple here......

The pock-faced man's face was cloudy, and a small bronze incense burner was placed on his legs, and as his hands were gently rubbed on the incense burner, wisps of rich black gas continued to waft out from the hole in the top of the incense burner.

These black qi condensed into a continuous black line in the air, extending all the way beyond this forest, and finally dispersed into a huge cloud again in Qili Village, which was constantly entangled with the two Qingyang Palace disciples.

The pock-faced man stared at everything that happened in Qili Village, his slightly narrowed eyes flashed with a little suspicion, he originally wanted to ingest a few wisps of soul in this village to refine his magic weapon tonight, but he never thought that it would cause interference from the disciples of Qingyang Palace. Although these two Qingyang Palace disciples are only Zhou Tianjing's cultivation, if he really makes a dead move, he will ensure that neither of them will survive. But at this time, he was afraid that this place was the boundary of Xishu, and the small village in front of him seemed to be remote and lonely, but in fact, it was not far from the Qingcheng Mountain, if these two Qingyang Palace disciples really fought with themselves before they died, they would definitely have the opportunity to send a signal for help, and even if they succeeded, they would be chased by a group of Qingyang Palace masters.

He hid here, originally to avoid the eyes of the Xishu Daomen, by the way, taking advantage of the fact that the ghost cave in the land of Xishu was born when the yin qi of the world was extremely strong, if he was lucky, he could steal a few benefits from the ghost cave, it would be of great benefit to his cultivation, even if it was not good, he could take advantage of the chaos to absorb a few more wisps of yin soul remnants for this magic weapon in his hand.

But such a remote ghost place still attracted the attention of the disciples of Qingyang Palace, which was a big surprise to him, so he was in a bit of a dilemma for a while.

Kill or retreat?

The long and narrow eyes of the pock-faced man revealed a bit of coldness and bloodthirstiness, but there was a hint of jealousy, although he cultivated well, but it was only the realm of true demons, and he was not afraid of Zhou Tian's disciples in Qingyang Palace, but if he provoked those real old Taoist priests in the mountains or in the Yin Division, he was not necessarily an opponent.

What's more, this is the Qingcheng Mountain Boundary, where the Xishu Dao Gate is located, if he doesn't have the thunder means to kill these two Qingyang Palace disciples in an instant, I'm afraid there will be endless troubles.

It's a pity that the soul furnace in his hand has not yet been completed, if he can absorb and refine a few superb souls, even if he meets those old people with good strength in Qingyang Palace, he will have the power to protect himself.

As soon as he thought of this, the pock-faced man retreated, and the palm of his hand groping for the incense burner gradually stopped.

And just as he was about to withdraw his hand, he suddenly heard the sound of breaking wind behind him, and when he looked back, a thick palm had slapped in front of him.

"What a cowardly demon, dare to do evil here!"

The wind was fierce and fast, and the person who shot it burst out with a loud shout, startling the birds and beasts that should have been sleeping peacefully in the night.

This shouting was particularly harsh in the deep dark night, not only startling away a group of birds and beasts, but even the two Qingyang Palace disciples who were fighting with the clouds outside the forest had already heard it. This made the pock-faced man even more stunned, where did he expect that in addition to the two of them holding back his cloud, the other party actually had a secret hand in the forest.

But surprise is surprise, after all, he is a master of the Demon Dao who has cultivated to a superb, although the oncoming palm is extremely strong, but it is still a little difficult to hurt him, at the moment he put aside other thoughts, his face sank, the black robe on his body was windless, and a cold vitality rolled up all over his body, blocking the palm that fell on his body, and it was difficult to make any further progress.

The person who came out of the sneak attack was Yu Long, who had come to find him, and he was already a master of the seven veins at this time, although it was still a little worse than the cultivation of the elite disciples of Qingyang Palace like Dao Liang Daozheng, but he could be regarded as a first-class master in the CD Dao Zhi Yin Division. Moreover, he has been immersed in this ancestral palm technique since he was a child, not to mention ordinary people, even a master of the Middle Zhou Heaven realm like Dao Liang would not dare to rashly accept his own palm.

However, the thin man sitting on the ground in front of him didn't even move, but just puffed up his vitality and resisted his palm, and the wide black robe on the other party's body was as big as a leather ball at the moment, and his palm slapped on it as if he had stretched into a swamp, and the lingering strength hidden in his palm was also dissolved in an instant.

Just when Yu Long's complexion changed greatly, another person appeared on the other side of the pockmarked man, it was Yu Hu who joined forces with Yu Long to sneak attack and capture the enemy.

Yu Hu and Yu Long are brothers in their own family, and they are cultivating the same method, at this moment he burst into tears, urging a pair of fleshy palms to fall in the air, and slapped the head of the numb-faced man fiercely.

The pock-faced man still didn't expect that there were actually two people who attacked and ambushed him, even if he was as advanced as his cultivation, he couldn't sit still, you must know that although the man in front of him was far inferior to his own cultivation, the kung fu on his palm was extremely strong and domineering, especially the vitality in his body that was just to yang came with the fierce palm force, which had a special restraint effect on his yin yuan.

"Who is the junior, dare to sneak attack Lao Tzu!"

The Mai man's body burst into flames as soon as he moved, Yu Hu fell into the air with a palm, and his hands slapped on the ground and actually smashed the big bluestone that the Mai man was sitting on just now. What's even more strange is that such a violent palm force fell on the stone without making the slightest sound, and the big bluestone in the hundreds of catties became powder and drifted away with the wind.

Seeing this, the man in sackcloth had a sharp look in his eyes, staring at Brother Yulong and Yuhu, who was dressed in a black Yin Si errand suit in front of him, and sneered: "Open the stele palm? I didn't expect to meet the lay masters of the Tianlong Temple of the Northern Qi Dynasty in this land of Western Shu." However, when did the people of Northern Qi become the lackeys of the Southern Tang Dynasty?"

Yu Long snorted lightly with a calm face: "Our brother is originally a citizen of the Southern Tang Dynasty, why did the people of the Northern Qi Dynasty say it? I didn't expect that Your Excellency has good experience and can actually know the origin of our palm." ”

Yu Hu scolded on the side: "Big brother, don't talk nonsense with this kind of demonic demon. Hiding in such a place and using demonic magic to harm people, whether it is in the Southern Tang Dynasty or the Northern Qi Dynasty, you will be punished!"

"Hahaha, where did you come from, just with the half-hung stele palm like the two of you, you dare to let Lao Tzu and me be punished?"

The pock-faced man smiled instead of being angry, and the murderous intent in his eyes suddenly came.