"Get out of here. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" Zheng Yang turned his back to Jiuyou, and his words were full of calm, as if he was saying something insignificant.

Leave?!

Just to let them leave??Jiuyou's body trembled, looking at the thin back with a dull gaze, infinitely magnified, comparable to this majestic Dalian Mountain!

That's right, there's absolutely nothing wrong with that feeling!

"Why?"

Three words, containing a thousand words.

Jiuyou only felt an indescribable sourness blocking his chest, this feeling had never appeared before.

Zheng Yang's body stiffened slightly, but he didn't answer, and stood in front of Jiuyou and Zheng Er. With that bony body, he blocked the powerful aura of the ten elders of the Shadow Clan in front of him.

"Zheng Yang, do you really think you are the patriarch, don't even think about leaving any of the people here today!"

Zheng Sanming, as Zheng Qinglian's loyal lackey, will not bark at this time!

Zheng Yang's eyes were slightly cold, and he skimmed it disdainfully, not bothering to reply. His eyes were shining, and his powerful aura locked all the ten elders of the Shadow Clan, with his back to Jiuyou and Zheng Er.

Once again, he urged in a deep voice, "Hurry up!"

Hearing this, Jiuyou didn't move, just lowered his head silently. The night wind swept a strand of broken hair in front of his forehead, covering his low eyelids, and a shadow under his forehead made it impossible to see his face at this time.

"Patriarch?"

Zheng Er stared blankly at the straight back, unbelievable, this is the old man with mottled white hair who is addicted to alcohol?

Immediately, her eyes lit up, and the joy in her eyes was clear at a glance, knowing that the patriarch would always be the patriarch who coaxed herself with marshmallows!

Suddenly!

Jiuyou squatted down violently, grabbed Zheng Er's little hand, pulled her up, turned around and rushed towards Dalian Mountain without hesitation.

"Hmph, dare to ignore Lao Tzu's words!" Zheng Sanming's face sank and he sneered.

A soul power rushed to the sky, and it was Zheng Sanming who moved. I saw his body turn into an afterimage swishing and flickering in this forest, stretching out a hand, five fingers into claws, and approaching the back of the Nine Shadows.

The yin wind from behind made Jiuyou's feet pause, but he didn't dodge, but continued to run forward without care.

"Looking for death!" Zheng Sanming's eyes were cold, his killing intent surged, and he let out a low shout.

The force in his hand suddenly intensified, and the strong wind set off by the majestic momentum actually crushed the giant trees along the way, making a series of clicking sounds.

Bang!!

A figure flew upside down in response, spitting blood from its mouth, drawing a perfect blood-colored arc in the air.

Thump!

Zheng Sanming's body fell heavily at Zheng Qinglian's feet, and an extremely dusty wind blew everyone's robes and danced wildly. His face was bloodless, his trembling palms covered his chest, his legs kicked the ground, and he didn't get up for a long time.

Seeing this, Zheng Haoran hurriedly stepped forward to help him up.

The smoke and dust dissipated, and everyone looked up to see that place clearly, Zheng Yang stood alone with his hands in his hands, and a dark ink stone was impressively in his hand.

"Is it Inkstone?"

It was clearly the ink light that Zheng Yang took away from Zheng Sanming just now, but he didn't expect Zheng Sanming to hide the ink stone privately! He wanted to be the patriarch of the Shadow Clan?

For a while, everyone's gaze at Zheng Sanming became extremely unkind.

Zheng Sanming knew that if he didn't explain it clearly, the result could be imagined. Immediately, he broke away from Zheng Haoran's hands and knelt in front of Zheng Qinglian suddenly. He knew that as long as Zheng Qinglian was willing to keep him, his life would not be in danger.

"Great Elder, that was snatched from Zheng Xuan's kid some time ago. I, I've been so busy this time that I forgot!"

The interface full of loopholes, believe or not, kill or not kill is only between Zheng Qinglian's thoughts.

After finishing speaking, Zheng Sanming lowered his head nervously and leaned over and almost crawled in front of Zheng Qinglian, he could feel that he was hovering on the edge of life and death.

This increasingly desperate wait, like a year, has only passed a few breaths. Zheng Sanming felt that it was better to die just like that.

Everyone looked at Zheng Sanming with a sneer, with Zheng Sanming's strength, not to mention the three elders of the Shadow Clan, even the top ten elders were not qualified. In the final analysis, he is just a dog that Zheng Qinglian keeps by his side.

I don't know how long it took, just when Zheng Sanming was about to despair.

A heavenly sound sounded overhead.

"Get up. ”

Zheng Qinglian's cold voice was sprinkled on Zheng Sanming's heart like nectar at this moment.

He kowtowed again and again, hitting the hard ground with a thumping sound, and his mouth continued to thank him, and he didn't even notice the blood stains bursting out of his forehead. Compared to his life, what is this little injury? Zheng Haoran received Zheng Qinglian's eyes, and hurriedly helped Zheng Sanming up and stood aside.

A farce, Zheng Yang's disdainful gaze was not here at all, his wrist moved, and the ink in his hand swished towards Jiuyou. Jiuyou felt the strong wind behind him, and he took advantage of the momentum to hit out, and the two of them collided, and the ink stone fell into his hands.

For a moment, the four eyes were facing each other.

This was the first time the two had looked at each other.

This glance was also the last time the two of them could see each other's faces clearly.

A look is worth a thousand words!

Then, the two of them turned around in unison, Jiuyou tightened the ink stone in his hand, pointed his toes on the ground, and jumped out suddenly.

"No! the ink stone was taken by that kid!" shouted one of the elders, and immediately jumped into pursuit.

Zheng Yang snorted coldly, took a step forward, and raised his hand to draw a line.

With a bang, a huge crack spread out in front of him, separating the two sides of the two sides. In the bottomless cracks, the pitch-black color mixed with the cold wind of the ground howled. The breath so powerful that everyone was suffocating exploded, shaking everyone for a moment.

I saw his cold gaze swept over one by one, and said coldly, "Those who cross the line die!"

"Great Elder!" one of them let out a low voice, extremely dissatisfied with Zheng Qinglian, who was still standing by. After a while, not only did that kid escape by himself, but the Shadow Clan Patriarch Token Ink Stone was also taken away!!

Zheng Qinglian took a step, glanced at Zheng Yang with complicated eyes, and was silent for a long time.

A quarter of an hour passed......

The still cold and indifferent voice sounded with a hint of regret, "Is it worth it?"

Everyone listened inexplicably, Zheng Yang just had a cold face and didn't answer.

A thin body stood in the middle, standing proudly, blocking everyone's way. His actions have already shown that he will never back down! It is never worth it, only cherished or not.

"Great Elder?" Zheng Sanming obviously understood what Zheng Qinglian meant, but he didn't understand why he let them go?

Hearing this, Zheng Qinglian slowly turned around and stepped on the ice field step by step with slow steps. Sighed secretly, "If it weren't for a woman, your achievements would probably not be lower than that of Ancestor Zheng Xuan." ”

In the puzzled eyes of everyone, Zheng Qinglian, who was about to disappear on the ice field, said a sentence from afar.

He took the Soul Resurrection Pill. ”

"What ???" everyone exclaimed in unison, trembling all over, and then revealing a sudden look.

No wonder!

No wonder......

......

On the other end, Jiuyou pulled Zheng Er to run desperately in the mountain forest, and the shadows of the trees on both sides quickly retreated, turning into afterimages that could not be recognized. He wanted the cold wind to blow away the dampness in his eyes.

"Young master, patriarch, he ......" Zheng Er suddenly spoke up and asked worriedly.

"He ate the Soul Rejuvenation Pill!" Before the other party could finish speaking, Jiuyou interrupted in a cold voice.

"What?Soul Rejuvenation Pill?" Zheng Er's pretty face turned white all of a sudden, and she was stunned for a moment.

The body was pulled and run by Jiuyou, just mechanically doing the movements of alternating legs.

Soul Rejuvenation Pill, burn life to release powerful power, overdraft talent to increase cultivation to the strongest.

Shadow Clan's Treasure Elixir, once you take it, there is no chance of survival......