Chen Ziyu glanced at the old ghost in amazement, a look of admiration flashed in his eyes, he smiled, and said: "Daoyou treat friends with the heroic style of the ancients, Chen admires! Daoyou can still make enemies with others with this kind of mind." That enemy of yours, Chen would like to see him. ”

Chen Ziyu said, slowly sat down cross-legged, and with a wave of his hand, he sacrificed the Spirit Eater Bell, protecting himself, Tanasha and the saltwater cattle.

The old ghost glanced at Chen Ziyu and said lightly: "My enemy's cultivation is even higher than mine, so it's okay if you don't see a few of them." Even if Zong Yong has no way to break this formation, with his cultivation, even if Hei Song captures him, the power of this formation will definitely be greatly reduced, and all Daoists will leave as soon as they have the opportunity! ”

Chen Ziyu now has a request for the old ghost, and he expressed to the old ghost that he can help him, but in fact, it is nothing more than a vague expression that he wants to temporarily join forces with the old ghost to deal with the Black Song Dao people. Once the old ghost accepted his opinion, when the Heisong Dao people embarrassed Chen Ziyu and the others, the old ghost naturally did not want to watch from the wall again.

The old ghost naturally had insight into his thoughts, but who was the Blood Demon Ancestor? As long as this old devil came here, Chen Ziyu and the others were afraid that even if they wanted to "disappear," they would not have a chance, so why should they accept the other party's favors? Not to mention that although the two sides had temporarily abandoned their previous hostile identities, they were not good enough to trust each other.

The most important thing is that the old ghost doesn't want to run away at all. Whether the Heisong Dao people want to arrest him or not, he doesn't care at all now.

Chen Ziyu sighed slightly, didn't speak, closed his eyes slightly, and held his breath in place.

Tanasha and the saltwater cow also sat down behind Chen Ziyu. The saltwater cattle are obviously extremely loyal to Chen Ziyu, so they are naturally the only ones who look at it. Natanasha is also a murderer, but she was badly injured by the old ghost's blow, and she was extremely afraid of the old ghost's strength. Now that the old ghost doesn't bother her, she is already worshipping God and asking for Buddha in her heart, where does she dare to make trouble?

Everyone was silent and sat for almost half an hour, when suddenly the old ghost and Chen Ziyu's brows jumped slightly, and they opened their eyes at the same time.

"Hum—"

There was a hoarse whistling sound in the void, and then the space a few feet away suddenly distorted, and a gloomy figure suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

The person in front of him has a white beard and white eyebrows, big sleeves fluttering, if it weren't for the fact that the expression on his face was not too gloomy, but he also looked like a worldly master with a fairy style, and he was the "His Royal Highness of the Holy Lord" that Chen Ziyu and the old ghost had seen.

As soon as the Holy Lord saw Chen Ziyu and the old ghost, a sinister smile immediately appeared on his face, and he said, "It's you? Hehe, what about that guy from Heisong? Are you all new slaves he accepted?Well, yes, yes, a few of you are cultivated, and you are barely qualified to be the servants of His Royal Highness the Holy Lord...... This cow is almost skilled, but this body is quite sturdy, and it is still okay to do hard work......"

Chen Ziyu's face changed greatly, he stood up, his fingers changed, and the Spirit Devouring Vortex suddenly condensed a few points. At this moment, he couldn't help but secretly complain, a Black Song Dao person had already made them quite able to deal with it, and the old monster in front of him was not something that the three of them could deal with. It's just that the sense of oppression after he appeared has made Chen Ziyu's heart sink to his heels.

Quietly moving towards the old ghost, Chen Ziyu whispered: "This person has a high realm, and his intentions are unpredictable, aren't Daoists still willing to join forces?

The old ghost was also secretly surprised, he had risen to a level from his cultivation in the spirit cave, and now he was already at the intermediate level of cultivation in the quenching stage, but with his current cultivation, he still couldn't see the power level of this holy lord, and the other party's cultivation was obviously higher than him.

Just the sixteenth ranking in the "Demon Case Record" made the old ghost jealous, and the other party's cultivation was still higher than his own, so it can be said that in front of the terrible old monster in front of him, he had no power to resist. Although the old ghost was indifferent to life and death at this moment, he couldn't help but feel awe-inspiring in his heart at this moment.

"Huh, this damn guy, when he saw the arrival of this holy lord, didn't come out to greet him, but hid?"

The Holy Lord said to Chen Ziyu and the others, a trace of surprise suddenly appeared on his face, and then a trace of anger appeared on his face, and as soon as he finished speaking, the Holy Lord raised his fingertips and suddenly went into the void.

"Ahh

There was a sudden scream in the void, and a figure suddenly fell out of the air, falling to the ground with a "tom", and rolling around on the ground like a maggot.

Chen Ziyu and the old ghost and the others were startled at the same time, and when they looked at it, the figure that fell out of the air was actually a person from Heisong Dao. I saw him rolling on the ground like crazy, as if he was suffering endless pain, and his saliva and snot were dripping, but in this moment, a previously majestic cultivator became covered in dust, dirt, and extremely embarrassed.

"Master, it hurts, it hurts! What's the matter! it hurts me......" Kuromatsu Daoren tore his throat and howled on the ground regardless of his image.

"This Holy Lord is coming, you ungrateful fellow dared not come out to greet him, and actually hid in the dark and pretended to be a ghost. Presumably, His Highness the Holy Lord hasn't taught you a lesson for some days, and you don't take His Highness the Holy Lord seriously anymore, huh?"

"No, no, no!" Hei Song Dao opened his mouth, and Chen Ziyu and the old ghost, who were a few feet away, even vaguely saw his trembling throat, and he howled dryly: "Spare your life! Your Highness the Holy Lord, how dare the villain be disrespectful to you? The little, the little, the villain laid out a formation at this time, planning to catch a slave to serve you......"

Before the words of the Black Song Daoist were finished, the surrounding void suddenly trembled slightly, and countless looming spatial folds were formed in the air, and then disappeared quickly, followed by a howl, and a figure suddenly fell out of it, slamming on the ground with a "bang", and stretched out its legs, and I didn't know whether it was dead or alive.

The void trembled violently, and a smug howl came from nowhere.

"Hahaha, Heisong Daoren! With your broken formation, you also want to trap the old man? You are dead, you are going to die! If the old man does not skin and tear you apart, the word Zong Yong will be written upside down in the future! Break! Break for Lao Tzu——"

With this wild howl, another coquettish cry came from the void, and a figure with an extremely graceful figure suddenly escaped from the void, and behind her, there were circles of fluctuating spiritual power light and shadow to protect her body tightly.

Chen Ziyu and the old ghost were dumbfounded, and at this time the two of them had seen clearly that the figure that smashed on the ground before was Aligu under the hands of the Black Song Dao people, and now the figure who escaped was the Lan Su who was proficient in the art of charm.

"Escape?

I don't know where the wild laughter in the void came from, but both Chen Ziyu and the old ghost can hear it, and this voice is Zong Yong's voice.

The old ghost was secretly surprised in his heart, when Zong Yong was trapped in the formation before, he was obviously seriously injured, and even his talisman incarnation was killed by the Black Song Dao people. But at this moment, Zong Yong's voice was like a bell, full of energy, not only did he not even show any signs of damage to his spiritual power, but it vaguely seemed to be far better than before.

In surprise, a big hand stretched out from behind Lan Su, and with a grab, a series of explosions sounded in the air, and several layers of protection behind Lan Su shattered into pieces of light and shadow in an instant.

Lan Su let out a scream, and his slender waist twisted hard like a water snake, and then narrowly avoided the big hand behind him.

"Boom!"

A huge roar suddenly sounded from the void, and the space within a radius of dozens of zhang shook slightly. Immediately afterwards, Zong Yong's thin figure appeared in the sky, and Zong Yong's appearance at this moment looked extremely miserable, not only was he covered in blood, but even the clothes on his body were tattered, and even the beggars on the street looked much more decent than him, and he was so embarrassed that he couldn't see it.

The surrounding wind and clouds were turbulent, and the turbulence of spiritual power splashing condensed into a huge wind whirlwind with a length of dozens of zhang, and as soon as this wind whirlwind appeared, it dissipated sharply, causing a gust of howling wind to roll in all directions. In the center of this whirlwind, the ragged Zong Yong opened his hands, raised his head to the sky, and let out a smug laugh.

"Little slut, don't go, let the old man have a good time, don't you like to seduce me very much? Haha, the old man will let you seduce you now, don't go! ”

But embarrassed, Zong Yong's movements were not slow, and there was a trace of unhealthy excitement on his bloody face. While saying unbearable obscene words, he laughed proudly, and suddenly his body shook slightly, and he chased after Lan Su like a meteor.

His figure was like lightning, and as soon as it started, there was a wind sound behind him, and the whole appeared behind Lan Su, and with a crisp cracking sound, Lan Su let out an exclamation. The old ghost and the others suddenly lit up, it turned out that Zong Yong grabbed it, grabbed Lan Su's collar from behind, and pulled it hard, which immediately tore her clothes, revealing a large area of skin.

The old ghost looked at Zong Yong's figure in a daze, and a shocking expression flashed in his eyes. At this moment, Zong Yong's aura is far more powerful than he expected, although Zong Yong at this moment looks extremely embarrassed on the outside, but his qi and coercion are far beyond before he was injured, and compared with the powerful Meizu of the intermediate quenching stage of the old ghost, it is not inferior at all.

Sighing softly, the old ghost muttered: "Chen Daoyou, if you want to get out, now is a good opportunity, this formation...... It has been broken by him. ”