The timing of the Eight Elders' attack was very exquisite, it was when Qian Yi jumped to the highest place, the old power was used for the old, and the new power was not born; it was also very vicious, and as soon as he made a move, he was one of the strongest seven styles of the Blood Devouring Demon Clan, obviously intending to put Qian Yi to death.

Qianyi was held tightly by the moon, the knife was between the two, at this moment of life and death, it was obviously too late to pull it out, but Qianyi's eyes were extremely clear, and he calmly looked at the black waves rushing towards him, as if he already knew.

Airplanes!

Suddenly, the scabbard made a shock, and at the same time, a golden light rose to the sky like the sun, directly lighting up half of the sky, and the majestic momentum was like the sea, and the ocean went up, just like the river and the sea rushed to the cliff, and it went down all the time!

Bang!

The black wave and the golden sea collapsed at the touch of a button, and the brilliant golden light instantly swallowed the black wave, as easily as a mountain smashing a mosquito.

The eight elders vomited blood in unison, screamed miserably, and fell out of mid-air.

Qianyi is still in the air, still being held tightly by the moonwater, and his hand is the same as before, there is no change, but what is flying in the sky is Qianyi's Qiushui Goose Feather Knife.

Qian Yi can't draw the knife, but that doesn't mean the knife can't be unsheathed.

Because Qianyi's knife is Tianhong.

Yueshui was quiet from beginning to end, her eyes closed, not looking or exclaiming, she believed in Qianyi, just as Qianyi believed in himself.

The Tianhong knife slashed down the eight elders, turned in the air, and fell back, and Qian Yi stepped lightly, like a horse stepping on Feiyan, jumped high, and stepped towards the Dianjiang platform.

At this time, Yue Shuiyi suddenly let go of her embrace.

Qian Yi was stunned for a moment, wanting to grab the girl's hand, but Yue Shuiyi shook her head gently.

Qianyi looked at the girl's figure swaying in the wind, the green silk and robes were hunting and flying, but with a faint smile on his face, he was a little puzzled, and when he turned around, he found that the demons who surrounded them also stopped outside the Dianjiang platform, and did not take another step.

When Qian Yi turned his head back again, Yue Shuiyi nodded and shouted loudly: "Fool, I can't get in here, you have to be careful, I'll wait for you outside!"

The girl's figure grew farther and farther away, about to be annihilated by the dark red light from the depths.

At this time, Qianyi frowned-

In the distance, the blood-devouring demons who couldn't get close to the point of the platform all pounced on the girl! Blood-colored wings of light flashed rapidly, like a swarm of blood-devouring bats discovering blood.

Qianyi stomped on the Tianhong knife, and suddenly a bamboo basket appeared in the air out of thin air, Qianyi pulled out a sleeping little white dog from the bamboo basket, threw it down, and then frowned, put away the bamboo basket, and stepped on the rooftop!

Behind Qianyi, lazy eyes suddenly opened, two dazzling white lights flashed on his forehead, and suddenly turned into a three-zhang tall giant beast, with blue eyes and silver mane, sword teeth and sword claws, looking up to the sky with a long roar, opening his bloody mouth, and biting down angrily!

......

The point will be the top of the stage.

Chiya stood with a knife in his hand.

He wasn't thinking about how to stab through the blood sky above, because before that, he had to think about the origin of the old man in front of him.

The old man stood with his back to him, wearing a blood-red coat on his body, in the light of the blood sky, the cold wind rolled up, and occasionally at a glance, it could be seen that there was a strange beast embroidered on the big coat that looked up to the sky and roared, the appearance was not real, but the two huge sharp fangs on the mouth were very eye-catching. It should be the totem of the Bloodeaters.

The old man's beard was dark red, casually draped, covering the side of his face and neck, and his body of about eight feet stood upright, as straight as a cypress in the wind and snow. Originally, such a back, no matter how you look at it, you won't see it as an old man, but at a glance, Qianyi can feel that the latter is not young.

It doesn't matter to Qianyi, it's just that when that person stops, it's the vicissitudes of life.

"The old man Qiao Logging, eight hundred years ago, was a person. ”

Qian didn't ask, the old man had already introduced himself first.

"Eight hundred years ago, I was a woodcutter. ”

As if he didn't feel the amazing aura of the Yanling knife in Qianyi's hand, the old man still didn't turn around, he looked at the sky with rolling blood waves, and also looked at the land that had been under his feet for too long, and his eyes seemed to see the distant past.

"Eight hundred years ago, I lived in a small village, with a wife and a pair of children. But one day, his wife was bitten by a poisonous snake and almost died. She didn't die because a Taoist saved her, and the Taoist later became my master. At that time, it was a very happy thing to look at, but later I learned that things are always two sides.

"Master asked me to cultivate the Dao Fa for a good life, so I could prepare for the future, and then I went away. I am a good talent, my Taoism is increasing day by day, and I am getting better and better at logging, and my family's life is much better.

"But then, when my wife grew old and my children became a family, I was not old, and I was still the same as when I was young. I started to panic because my children were embarrassed to call me dad when they saw me, and my wife was getting older and sadder. I wanted to teach my wife the Tao and prolong her life, but my wife couldn't learn anything, and in the end, she died. ”

Speaking of this, there was a trace of pain in the old man's expression, and there seemed to be tears rolling out of his eyes:

"I watched my wife die, and there was nothing I could do. At that time, I thought, what is the point of learning the Tao but not even saving my relatives, watching my children grow old and finally die alone?

"I sat under the osmanthus tree in front of the door for a year. The osmanthus tree was planted by my son when he wanted to eat osmanthus cake one year, and then it has been growing vigorously, and after I sat under the tree for a year, the master came.

"When the master came, he had run out of oil and dried up, but he came to me with his mind, and he only had time to hand me a piece of paper, and then he passed away.

"I opened the paper, looked at it, sat in front of the court for three days, and then went to see my daughter and son, who were doing well, and I left my hometown. The first time I left there, and the last time, because I came to Guanhai and never went back. ”

At this point, the old man's origin seemed to be much clearer, he retracted his gaze, turned around, and looked at Qianyi with a slight smile, just like an ordinary kind old man, smiling very kindly:

"The note is written with the true face of Guanhai, and it also indicates that one day, the blood-eating demon clan in Guanhai will appear in the world and kill the human race. The note also had a set of exercises written on it, which was an evil method to become a blood eater.

"I practiced the evil law and entered the sea view, and at first they didn't believe me, but because I also sucked human blood, it means that I was at least their kind, so they didn't kill me, and then I was in peace, and they slowly recognized my existence. However, I am still able to get to this point thanks to a custom of the clan - the older generation of the clan will send the younger generation out of the sea with their lives to find the Demon Lord when they reach adulthood. So slowly, the old people in the clan almost died, and I survived because I had no relatives, and after 800 years, no one remembered where I came from, and even sometimes, even I almost forgot about it. ”

Qian Yi quietly listened to the old man finish this for a short time, but it contained too many experiences, did not speak, just took off the mask, revealing his true face.

Qiao Famu smiled: "Young man, you are very handsome, much more handsome than when I was younger, so even the women of the demon clan like you." ”

Qian Yi knew that the old man was talking about Yue Shuiyi, but he didn't agree with it, because he felt that this had nothing to do with her appearance, mainly because Yue Shuiyi was a very strange girl.

Qian Yi didn't speak, and Qiao Famu didn't seem to be ready to listen to his answer, he smiled: "Young man, I have never said these words to anyone in eight hundred years, and I am even going to take them to the grave, and I will tell you all today for only one reason, because you are a human being, a living person." I'm happy to be able to say that, but I'd rather continue to be unhappy. ”

Qiao Fellan slowly turned around and faced Qian Yi completely, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and a sea of blood was reflected in his eyes:

"So, young man, you sue me, what are you doing here?"

Qian is also the Xuanhuang of heaven and earth, the first demon lord, to come to the point of the general, to send 10,000 demons to the sea, the intention is so obvious that needless to say, it's just that this qiē is naturally because Qian is a human race, and it becomes incomprehensible, even unreasonable.

You are human, you let the Blood Demon Clan go out to kill people, why?

"Because, I'm also a demon lord. ”

Qian Yi looked directly into the old man's eyes, and said unhurriedly and seriously, "You can't kill all the wolves just because there are sheep in the mountains." ”

When Qiao Famu heard this, he also looked at Qianyi, and suddenly he laughed, laughing so much that he was full of tears, and he was also laughing miserably, and the laughter was rolling, as if shaking the blood-colored sky.

Suddenly, with a wave of his big hand, he tore off the big axe on his body, and an axe appeared in his hand, and he held the axe as if he had been logging countless times, and laughed: "What a wolf and sheep! The old man has been a sheep in wolf skin for 800 years, and today he threw this wolf skin, and you are not a sheep or a wolf, and fight to the death!"