Behind Mu Yangkuan, at some point, a tall and thin old man dressed in black came.

The old man was described as thin, and his face was not covered with flesh, and he looked quite vicious. The middle-aged Taoist priest who came here before had a long beard and a righteous face, but his appearance was quite elegant. The appearance of the two is very different, but in the eyes of Li Xiao and others, somehow, they feel that the appearance of the two is five or six points similar.

The old man in black stood behind Mu Yangkuan, and his hand actually penetrated his body from behind Mu Yangkuan, and he dug Mu Yangkuan's heart in his hand.

Mu Yang screamed in a long voice. After all, he is a master of the marrow washing period, a heart was dug out, but he has not lost his breath for a while, he lowered his head and looked at the bloody heart in front of him, until the long scream in his mouth stopped, then he rolled his eyes, and the side of his head died.

"Quack Quack ......"

The old man in black let out a strange laugh from his mouth, his arm shook slightly, and a strange force burst out from his hand, and Mu Yangkuan's body shattered into several pieces, splashing away in all directions. The old man in black grinned, raised the heart in his hand to his mouth, suddenly opened his mouth, and bit down on the heart that was beating slightly.

There was a creaking and squeaking sound of chewing all around.

It was only then that Clive and Graeme let out a cry of horror. A whirlwind of wind condensed around Clive's body, and flew away from him. Graeme stepped out and appeared in the other direction.

Three days ago, in a secret room above this spiritual cave, Mu Yangkuan and the three of them unfortunately met the Blood Demon Ancestor, and the three of them tried their best to escape the pursuit of the Blood Demon Ancestor. Seeing that he was about to be buried under the mouth of the corpse locust of the Blood Demon Ancestor, he fortunately met the middle-aged Taoist in front of him who was called "Nangong Senior" by Mu Yangkuan. Taking advantage of the entanglement between the middle-aged Daoist and the Blood Demon Ancestor, the three of them escaped with their lives.

The three people who escaped death hugged their heads and ran around, but they broke into a tunnel and fell into the void barrier set by the old ghost. After being trapped for almost two days, the three of them finally broke into the door, but unexpectedly ran into the middle-aged Taoist priest who had been used as a shield by them before.

Except for Mu Yangkuan, Clive and Graeme don't know what this "Nangong senior" is. But since the other party can escape from the mouth of the Blood Demon Ancestor's corpse locust, and it doesn't seem to be very embarrassed, it must also be a powerful person they can't provoke. As soon as they saw Mu Yangkuan agreeing to leave, the two naturally did not dare to object. Unexpectedly, this terrible old man in black appeared, and Mu Yangkuan, who had the highest cultivation among the three, did not have any power to resist, so he died immediately!

Clive and Graeme were terrified. First, he managed to escape from the hands of the Blood Demon Ancestor, and now he saw this cruel scene again. This old man in black came and went without a trace, and as soon as he appeared, he killed Mu Yangkuan with extremely tragic means, although the two of them were eager to flee immediately, but this old man in black was guarding the entrance of the main hall, and the two of them were so frightened that they didn't dare to run away from him.

If Graeme casts the leapfrog ability, he can break through the void and appear in other places. However, this secret hall is dozens of miles wide, and in the past three days in this secret hall, Grave has seen several mysterious and extremely mysterious oriental formations, and knows that in this secret hall, space will be distorted at every turn, so he does not dare to use the leapfrog ability at will unless he is forced to do so.

"Nangong Yi, you hypocrite, you are thousands of miles within this spiritual realm, you can't imagine that you will meet me again! quack, this time, where are you going to escape?"

In a moment, the old man in black had devoured the bloody heart in his hand in a few bites, wiped the corners of his mouth, and hid Clive and Graeme on the side without looking at it. The two fierce eyes were staring at the body of this middle-aged Taoist who was called "Nangong Yi".

"Yinshan old monster, others are afraid of you, but the old man is not afraid of you. ”

Nangong Yi's face showed a cautious expression, but his mouth sneered, and said, "The old man just doesn't want to entangle with you, an old monster, do you think I'm specifically hiding from you?"

"Waste! You waste! Hypocrites, robbers, hooligans, scoundrels! You surnamed Nangong should all die, all of them should die!"

The black-clothed old man, known as the old monster of Yinshan, suddenly became angry, jumped to his feet and scolded loudly: "My old monster of Yinshan has said, all the people of the Nangong family, the old man kills one when he sees one, and kills one pair when he sees two. Nangong Yi, if you still have a little bit of a man's blood, don't go, just fight me to the death here!"

A trace of anger flashed in Nangong Yi's eyes, and he said angrily: "The old monster of Yinshan, there is a head for resentment, there is a debtor, who caused you to become like this, who should you go to for trouble." Why are you entangled with our Nangong family? You keep saying that you want to kill all the people of the Nangong family, don't forget, you have the blood of the Nangong family in your body, you want to kill all the people surnamed Nangong, why don't you kill yourself first?"

"Fart!

The old monster of Yinshan waved his hands and shouted like crazy: "The old man has broken his body and lost his strength, and he has replaced the blood in his body, and the old man has nothing to do with your Nangong family." Nangong Yi, you dare to insult me, I want you to die without a place to be buried, ah-"

The old monster of Yinshan roared wildly and pounced towards Nangong Yi, and the spacious hall was suddenly filled with an extremely cold aura.

Clive and Graeme's faces were dead, and they retreated far away in terror, occupying a corner each. Zolev condensed a huge whirlwind in front of him, shielding his whole body, but Graeme held a Gascent multi-barreled machine gun and pointed cautiously in front of him.

Li Xiao and the old ghost stood silently at the opening of the spirit cave, and the two glanced at each other, and a trace of horror flashed in their eyes.

This Yinshan old monster's attack was very peculiar, he didn't sacrifice magic weapons like other cultivators, and attacked his opponent with magic techniques. Instead, he pounced straight towards the other party and his body, and this attack method was a bit similar to the powerful demon clan.

I don't know what kind of strange exercises the old monster of Yin Mountain is cultivating, with the improvement of his strength, in the void around him, the meaning of ice is extremely cold. The two fought in the blink of an eye, and the cold air that eroded the bones covered the four walls of the hall with a thin layer of hoarfrost, and the void continued to condense small ice crystals, but these ice crystals showed a dark color, and as soon as they appeared, they were immediately crushed by the powerful air pressure.

Li Xiao was shocked when he saw it, and whispered: "Old guy, this old monster of Yinshan can't be a demon clan, right?"

The old ghost thought that Li Xiaoling was the master with his tricks, even if the two were not combined, they could also transmit their own sound in their minds, hearing Li Xiao's low question, the old ghost's face couldn't help showing a nervous expression, and he said in his consciousness: "Don't squeak, don't talk nonsense, this monster is naturally not a monster." However, he should be practicing some kind of very yin evil art, I found that he has a spiritual power similar to the Yin and Netherworld Yuan Force, this person must be very good at controlling ghosts. ”

The old ghost's cultivation has reached the quenching stage, no matter how the ghost control technique of the old monster of the Yin Mountain in front of him is, he will naturally not be able to control him. But when he said the words "ghost control technique", he couldn't help but show a hint of fear on his face.

Among the evil cultivators in the cultivation realm, it is not uncommon for them to be proficient in the art of controlling ghosts. However, the ghost control technique has a fatal flaw, that is, no matter how superb the ghost control technique is, at most it can only control the yin souls below the condensation period. Once the Yin Soul is successfully condensed, it is naturally completely immune to all ghost control techniques.

It's just a powerful soul controlled by a cultivator who is good at controlling ghosts, but the attack power can't be divided according to the normal strength level. For example, the powerful souls in the old ghost's devouring wand, although in essence they are just some low-level yin souls that have not yet condensed, but their real attack power is that the powerful monsters in the qi gathering period must also retreat. Now the old ghost has been promoted to the realm of the fourth heaven in the quenching stage, and he uses his ghost power to urge the powerful soul in the soul devouring staff, and his attack power is also close to that of the low-level demon clan with the quenching body.

"Boom, boom, boom—"

The sharp sound of breaking the air was one after another, and occasionally there would be one or two air explosions in the void. The old monster of Yinshan and Nangong Yi fought like a flower, and the old ghost of Yinshan had five fingers like hooks, shaped like ghost claws, and went towards Nangong Yi claws one after another. The figure is like an afterimage in the void, flickering, gathering and dispersing, it seems to be a little erratic in speed, but the movement is extremely powerful. There was a faint black aura swirling between his five fingers, that terrifying attack power, Li Xiao couldn't help but be secretly frightened when he saw it in his eyes. I thought to myself that if Nangong Yiru was clawed by him, I was afraid that he would be like Mu Yangkuan, and it would inevitably be a disaster to dig out his heart.

Nangong Yi stood in place, the small void shield had been put away by him, but at this moment, he sacrificed a fiery red flying sword. The flying sword swirled along his body, and every time he saw that the ghost claws of the old monster of Yinshan were about to grab his body, the flying sword always caught up with it accurately. A claw and a sword intersected, and a slight explosion sounded in the air.

Li Xiao quietly lowered his head and glanced at the hill in the spiritual cave, and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes.

The vortex around Xiao Shan's body was slowly shrinking, and looking at this situation, Xiao Shan's breath would not wake up for a while, but it would not take long. Li Xiao was only worried that other people had broken in and alarmed Xiaoshan, but now these intruders actually killed each other. Looking at the appearance of Nangong Yi and Yinshan Old Monster Jun, they may not be able to distinguish the winner from the loser for a while. Just wait until Xiaoshan wakes up, and a few people can pat their butts and leave. Although Nangong Yi and the old monster of Yinshan have good strength, they only escaped in the middle, and Li Xiao believes that there will be no risk. Thinking like this, Li Xiao's heart couldn't help but feel relieved.

At this moment, a Buddha horn suddenly sounded not far away: "Amitabha, good, good!"