readx;? After the Netherworld Ancestor's left eye was injured by Xu Yang with a degrading needle, the other party's deafening roar suddenly echoed between heaven and earth, and the sound was not only terrifying, but also a little creepy. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The Netherworld Ancestor didn't expect that not only did he not kill Xu Yang, but he also injured himself beforehand, and he hated Xu Yang even more.

The Netherworld Ancestor Origin is a pool of filthy blood in the Netherworld, and it took countless coincidences to become a human form, and it took thousands of years to cultivate into the current supernatural power. Even if someone gouges out all the opponent's eyes, it will not affect them in the slightest, but now the opponent's left eye is injured by the descent needle, and I am afraid that the opponent will become a one-eyed dragon for eternity.

And the Pattern Reduction Needle is a first-class weapon of heaven and earth that specializes in defeating evil demons and ghosts, and its lethality is huge, so it can't do harm to the Netherworld Ancestor.

The Netherworld Ancestor roared again and again, knowing that he was going to lose an eye from now on, and he held a grudge against Xu Yang even more, wishing that Xu Yang's body would be broken into thousands of pieces before he could relieve his anger.

The Netherworld Ancestor roared in pain, opened his right eye to distinguish the four directions, and his big hand waved towards Xu Yang, while the other hand wanted to pull out the descending needle in his left eye. However, the Netherworld Ancestor's body was too large, and each finger was as thick as a tree pole, so how could the other party pull out the tiny needles.

Although the needle was the thickness of chopsticks in Xu Yang's opinion, it was thinner than a hair in the eyes of the Netherworld Ancestor, and he never took the trouble to pull the needle out of his left eye.

If the Netherworld Ancestor's fingers were smooth, I am afraid that it would be easy to pull out the needle, but the other party's fingers were too rough, and they were covered with uneven furrows, but it was difficult to pull out the tiny needle from the left eye.

The Nether Ancestor knew that if the Pattern Lowering Needle remained in his body for a long time, he was afraid that it would harm his origin, and it would be more than worth the loss. However, now his fingers are too thick to pull out the tiny needle at all, so he reluctantly waved Xu Yang painfully, so as to kill Xu Yang as soon as possible, and then pull out the needle in his eye.

In the eyes of the Netherworld Ancestor, the Pattern Lowering Needle was really like a thorn in the eye, constantly causing damage to the other party. And the moment the Netherworld Ancestor was first pricked by the Descending Needle, it was as if his eyes had been splashed with hot oil, and the pain instantly spread throughout his body;

After the four monks saw that the Netherworld Ancestor was injured by the Descending Needle, they didn't care about chasing and killing themselves anymore, and hurriedly waved the stick in their hands and hit the Netherworld Ancestor's legs.

However, when the four monks all bent over with the iron rods in their hands, and the Netherworld Ancestor still stood there painlessly, he knew that he was not the opponent of the other party at all. And the four monks didn't have a powerful demon subduing magic treasure, so they had to drag their sticks and run in the direction of Ma Zichen and the others.

And just when Xu Yang and the others were fighting with the Netherworld Ancestor, everyone didn't notice that there were three people watching their fight in horror in the high altitude thousands of miles away in the north.

I saw a person on the left wearing a black and yellow short coat, wearing a triangular high hat, and a dense wasp standing high in the sky, this person was the Yellow Wind of the Holy Lotus Sect. And the person on the far right was dressed in a black robe, with criss-crossing scars on his face, and countless mosquitoes on his feet, this person was none other than Wang Wen of the Holy Lotus Sect. And the man in the center was sitting on the back of a two-headed flying dragon, and the dragon stretched its wings a hundred meters away. The person sitting on the back of the flying dragon, wearing a fierce mask and a white robe, watched Xu Yang and the others fight there without moving.

"Sect Master, the little ghost below who is six feet tall and has eight arms on all sides is the guy who bullied Miss. I didn't expect this guy to go there, and there were enemies chasing and killing him. Wang Wen said respectfully to the person sitting on the back of the flying dragon. And this person is the leader of the Holy Lotus Sect, He Fangxue's father.

Huang Feng saw that Xu Yang actually changed his magic body to fight with a huge demon, and also injured one of the other party's eyes, in addition to admiring Xu Yang's skills, he was also glad that he escaped in time. Said to the person in the center: "Sect Master, I didn't expect this guy to toast and refuse the Sect Master's kindness in one bite, which is really unreasonable. ”

"You two don't have to talk there. Although the two of you didn't catch or kill him, now that you see each other have such skills, it is not easy for you two to survive from each other's hands. After both sides lose, I have my own plans. The man on the back of the wyvern said loudly.

The two of them heard that the sect leader forgave them for the unfavorable things they had done before, and now they saw that Xu Yang's skills were really beyond imagination, and they were glad that they didn't have a real fight with the other party, otherwise it would be unknown who would kill the deer. As a result, the three people in the air watched the change coldly.

"Damn stinky boy, you pierced me in the left eye with a broken needle, and I'm going to make you lose your blood. And I didn't want to show off my killer moves, but I was forced out by you little ghost, so I'll let you taste my true power. The Nether Ancestor roared again and again.

Xu Yang, Fudong, and King Beibi didn't know how long they had been fighting with the Netherworld Ancestor, and they hadn't seen what magic weapon the other party had used, but now they saw that the other party said that they had used a killing move, and everyone suddenly raised their vigilance, not knowing what kind of magic weapon the other party would sacrifice?

Xu Yang thought that since Grandma Lishan had come to ask for help from the Netherworld Ancestor, it was impossible for the other party to come out without a magic weapon, and in his heart, he hurriedly shouted to the King of Fudong and Beipi: "Get out of here!"

When the two of them heard Xu Yang let him leave here, they saw that the Netherworld Ancestor had an extra white banner in his hand as if he was conjuring a trick, and in an instant, the wind was howling, the ghost was crying, and the residual fog rose to the sky, and the sky became darker and darker, as if the sky was about to fall.

As soon as the two of them saw that the white banner appeared, there was such an earth-shattering momentum, their faces changed greatly, and they immediately ran towards the north.

Seeing Xu Yang and the three of them running into the distance, the Netherworld Ancestor laughed strangely, shook the white banner in his hand, and suddenly the dark clouds that covered the sky and the sun churned to form a huge whirlpool, and the dark clouds suddenly turned blood-red, as if the demon opened his bloody mouth and wanted to devour everyone. The surging wind blew towards everyone from above.

When the Netherworld Ancestor shook the white banner in his hand again, a burst of creepy sounds suddenly roared out of it, and then he saw the stormy bones flying out in all directions, instantly making the air "whirring" loudly, as if it was about to tear the air apart.

I saw that every skeleton was densely packed and countless, and it actually had the thickness of the bowl mouth, different lengths, and different shapes. I saw that this dense skeleton was flying in all directions, enveloping all the places that could be seen in the field of vision, flying all over the sky and smashing in all directions.

Xu Yang and the three of them saw the dense white bones flying out of the white flags of the Netherworld Ancestor, smashing them in all directions at a gallop, and immediately waved the weapons in their hands like a windmill to block the dense bones.

And when the surging bones hit the weapons of the three people, the sound of "ping pong" suddenly resounded all over the world, and everyone only felt that their weapons were hitting the iron and stone, and the huge impact brought a trace of pain to their hands, and their arms were sore.

And the four monks below also ran to Ma Zichen and the others, and then saw the stormy bones also flying towards their side, and suddenly the four monks stood south and waved the sticks in their hands, waving the sticks like windmills, blocking the dense bones from smashing.

And the big tiger, Xiaohu and Xiao Xiong and the others also hurriedly waved the weapons in their hands, and they also waved the weapons like windmills.

When everyone was waving the sticks in their hands, suddenly the stormy bones smashed on the sticks of everyone, making a loud "crackling" sound, and in an instant everyone only felt that it was like bones, but it was a bit like an iron stone smashed into their sticks, and they couldn't help but feel a sharp pain in their hands.

It didn't take long for the big tiger and Xiao Xiong and the group to stagnate, and in an instant, the bones passed through the stick shadow, and hit everyone's faces at once, instantly beating everyone to a blue nose and swollen face, and flew out one by one, crying bitterly.

The four monks saw that the big tiger and the little tiger and others around them were beaten upside down by the huge bones and flew out, and the dense bones were smashed backwards along the gap where the big tiger and the little tiger and the others were before, and suddenly the four monks hurriedly stood up again, filling the hole in the big tiger and the little tiger before, so that one of the bones would not hit Ma Zichen and the others behind them.

Ma Zichen, Liu Xiangping and others were hiding behind the carriage, and the stormy bones smashed on the carriage in front of them, smashing the livestock one by one in an instant, and smashing the carts to pieces.

Ma Zichen, Liu Xiangping and the others didn't expect that the bones released by the Netherworld Ancestor would have such great momentum and power, and they hugged their heads and covered their ears one by one, hoping that this disaster would pass soon.

After the ghost snake was beaten out by the Netherworld Ancestor with a stone pillar before, there was an urgent healing process, and suddenly he heard a dense sound of breaking the air above his head, and in a hurry, a mouthful of blood gushed out.

The ghost snake didn't care about the injuries on his body, so he hurriedly found a place with a depression to hide, and then a loud "crackling" sound came from overhead, only to shake the ground and shake the mountains, and people trembled and frightened when they heard it.

The ghost saw the dense bones rubbing over his scalp, and quickly shrank his neck and lowered his head, and saw that when countless bones fell under his feet, there was a sudden "bang" sound, and evaporated into a puff of green smoke and disappeared.