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Strange to say, after this voice sounded, the huge ghost saint suddenly stopped attacking, and the millions of powerful ghosts also seemed to have received orders, and all of them dissipated invisibly. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info// free e-book download //.

Xingtian was hiding behind the Immortal Gate at the moment, holding a gourd, but he was always on guard against the other party's onslaught, but he didn't expect that someone would stop him. However, he still did not relax his vigilance, let alone withdraw the Immortal Gate, who knows if this is the other party's feint technique.

After the mysterious voice appeared, the ghost saint stayed there like the most loyal servant, half of his body away, like a mountain. The next moment, a wisp of black qi floated in, turning into an ugly-looking old man, bald and torn robe, holding a bone battle, this old man was obviously not a real body, but a wisp of dead air, but he was looking at the huge immortal gate in front of him.

"The Immortal Gate, the immortal portal cast by the Hundred Generations Heavenly Monarch from the Void Stone, can be passed down for eternity, I can't imagine that the result is really the fall of the Hundred Generations Heavenly Monarch, and this Immortal Gate still exists, which is really embarrassing. The ugly old man let out a long sigh, as if reminiscing about the past.

He didn't move, the ghost saint didn't move, and Xingtian naturally didn't move.

Xingtian could naturally see at this time that this ugly old man was extremely powerful, and this kind of power was far from the power of the ghost saint just now, but at least it was at the level of the flesh giant, or even more powerful.

Therefore, Xingtian is very careful, and now he doesn't know what kind of place this is, so he naturally does everything with extra care.

After a long time, the old man seemed to have finished his remembrance, and then said: "Boy, you trespassed on my ninety-nine-story hell tower, and you should have been trapped in the Huangquan Road or the Void Underworld, but you were able to reach me by mistake, and it can be regarded as fate, how many great saints enter the ninety-nine-story hell tower, they can't find here, only you, plus you have the relics of my old friend, I won't pursue it with you, as for this immortal gate, it is my old friend's thing, I took it on behalf of my friend." ”

After speaking, the old man beckoned directly, and Xing Tian immediately felt that the immortal gate that had been refined by himself was directly erased from his spiritual traces, and then the huge portal turned into a streamer and fell on the palm of the old man's hand, turning into a small pocket door that emitted golden light.

"How can this be?" Xing Tian was really taken aback, and his eyes were shocked. This immortal gate was refined by himself, and no one should be able to take it away, but this old man took it away in one face, and he didn't have the slightest strength to resist, if the other party wanted to kill him, it should be easy.

It's just that Xing was born bold, and one of his most powerful defensive artifacts was forcibly taken away, and it was inevitable that he was angry, but he said lightly: "The seniors take things on behalf of friends, and the younger generations can't stop it, so they can only accept their fate and lose this best artifact!"

The old man was happy when he heard it, and looked Xingtian up and down, but he sighed.

"There is a trace of Zixiao's aura on your body, interesting, is that guy still alive?" The old man said lightly, the people outside the Xingtian Secret Dao, even the flesh and blood giants are all honored as Zixia Tianjun, and the old man in front of him actually uses 'that guy', which shows that if this old man is not crazy, it means that he is a figure from the same period as Zixia Tianjun.

Xingtian couldn't answer the old man's question, and then the old man asked, "Then what sect and sect are you?"

So far, although this ugly old man has acted strangely, he has not shown hostility, so Xingtian also told the truth: "The junior is a disciple of the Cloud Palace!"

"Cloud Palace, that little sect that Yun boy did?" The ugly old man thought for a long time before he remembered something and said, he didn't know, Xingtian was secretly slandering, thinking that this old man was really a bit excessive, Cloud Hall was in the Holy Realm, although it could not be said to be a top sect, but it was definitely first-class.

The old man said that the Cloud Hall seemed to be a small sect made by children, and he was really a little too arrogant.

Thinking that the Cloud Palace was destroyed by a strong enemy, and so many brothers had not avenged their revenge, Xing Tian suddenly felt a little irritable in his heart, but he said coldly: "Senior, how about the Cloud Palace, it's not your turn to judge, since the senior took away the Immortal Gate, can you let the junior leave here?"

The flesh and blood giants outside may get rid of the control of the golden spell at any time, so they must leave this ghost place as soon as possible, plus this old man is not good at speaking, Xingtian is naturally not very polite.

The old man laughed when he heard this, and didn't seem to care: "Yun Xiaozi also received my benefits at the beginning, even if he came in person, he wouldn't dare to talk to me like this, if according to my temper back then, I would definitely tear you apart and detain your divine thoughts, and let you be tortured for ten thousand years, but now it's over." There's just one question you need to answer me, and then I can let you out of here. ”

Xing Tian was overjoyed in his heart, just now he also said those words in annoyance, right now, for him, the battle of will is meaningless, the most important thing is to leave here.

So he immediately said, "Senior, please speak!"

The old man paused and said, "Let me ask you, how did you get in?"

Xing Tian thought it was a big deal, but he didn't expect it to be so simple, and there was nothing to hide about this matter, so he told how he was plotted by the dark and how he was trapped here.

Unexpectedly, the old man's expression was grim when he heard this, revealing a trace of terrifying murderous aura, and the punishment was unknown, so naturally he didn't speak, but it was also a secret place, in case the other party burst out and killed.

After a long time, the old man said: "I can't imagine that the Black Sea Ghost Cave was the orthodoxy of the Demon Dao back then, and it was the Megatron Saint Realm, but today it has become the lackey of those alien races, the Black Immortal?

At the last killing word, the terrifying demonic aura exuded by the old man's body simply soared into the sky, countless resentful spirits and ghosts were wailing, and even the ghost saint behind him hurriedly bowed his head and said: "Master, don't be angry, otherwise the bet with the bald donkey will be lost!"

With a bald donkey, the ugly old man immediately regained his composure.

Suddenly, those terrifying visions also disappeared without a trace, which was really a little strange, but Xingtian was more concerned about what the other party had just said.

Listening to what this old man said, he seems to have a lot to do with the sect of this Black Sea Ghost Cave, and in addition, this old man obviously does not want to see foreign races, and he hates what the Black Hells does.

I have to say that this is a good thing for Xingtian.

Vaguely, Xingtian seemed to have guessed the identity of this old man, and he was afraid that he was the predecessor of the Black Sea Ghost Cave, but why was the other party here?

At this time, the old man said, "Boy, you come with me!"

After that, he drifted away, Xing Tian thought about it carefully, and immediately followed closely, if his guess was correct, whether he could get out of this place or not should be all in the old man's thoughts.

As for whether the other party will set himself up, Xingtian is not afraid, with this old man's cultivation and the ghost saint behind him, even if he breaks through the two realms and becomes a third tribulation or even a fourth tribulation sage, I am afraid that he may not be the opponent of this old guy.

So Xingtian followed the phantom of the old man and ran forward, and the huge ghost saint covered with charms did not stop it, but like ordinary ghosts, the figure slowly dissipated until it was invisible and invisible.

After following the old man for a while, Xingtian saw a very beautiful crimson forest, with flowers and grass in the forest, and in this terrifying hellish place, it was already like a fairyland.

Just by taking a closer look, Xing Tiancai found that these trees were extremely strange, they were not ordinary trees, they were all blood-red ice crystal texture, like crystals.

In addition, the crimson color turned out to be the meridians in this crystal tree, just like the human body.

It was as if there was blood flowing in these trees, but in this strange blood crystal forest, there was a hut made of white bones, next to the hut was a stone chess table, on which was placed a chessboard, and the two were divided into two sides, playing chess quietly.

The phantom of the old man who brought Xingtian over also disappeared without a trace at this time, but one of the two people who was playing chess at the moment was the old man.

It's just that this should be the old man's real body.

Xingtian's arrival did not attract much attention from him, but simply waved his hand, signaling Xingtian to watch chess in the past.

At the opposite end of the old man sat a monk dressed in a white elephant robe.

This monk's clothes are white and spotless, like the snow lotus of the Tianshan Mountains, and the surrounding dead spirits dare not approach at all, so they can only scream from afar.

Looking at the monk in his twenties, handsome, jade-faced and star-eyed, holding a string of Buddhist beads, he was smiling lightly, it seemed that he only had this one expression from beginning to end.

The arrival of Xingtian surprised the monk, but the latter did not ask, and waited for a while before he said lightly: "Ghost Lao, you have been thinking about this move for seven years, if you can't think of a way to crack it, then you have lost!"

As soon as the white-clothed monk finished speaking, the ugly old man in the black robe said angrily: "Fart, when did Lao Tzu say that he couldn't break it, it's just that you bald donkey chess tricks are treacherous, luring me into this endgame, hum, if you want to talk about this chess move, you are not as upright as me." ”

The monk replied: "Ghost old, chess is like a lifetime, it can be vigorous, it can be upright, naturally it can also be ghostly and magical, cunning, the little monk I am not high, there are inevitably some magic obstacles in my heart, but I can only crack the demon in my heart through this chess, this is the right way, the right way to punish the devil, pay attention to the heart, do not look at its deeds!"

The white-clothed monk was there to pay attention to Buddhism, and before he finished speaking, the man called the ghost old man waved his hand and said: "Don't talk about your here, Lao Tzu doesn't like to listen to it, in short, in this world, you must be free and free, without scruples and concerns." Lao Tzu has always acted above board, and although his methods are vicious, he rarely plays conspiracy. However, you have long since left my Heavenly Saint Realm in the Buddha Realm, and you tricked me into playing chess 100,000 years ago and involved me here. )