From Grandpa's obviously nervous and angry expression, it can be seen that skinning and deboning and the whetstone seem to be very important to him now!

He looked at Yama Luo and the others, who were besieging the long-haired youth, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes, as if he had misunderstood something.

He didn't think it was Yama who stole the whetstone and the two knives from me, right?

I thought that my grandfather would rush into the battlefield to help the long-haired young man deal with Yan Luo and the others, but he didn't do that, but flashed directly, rushed to the edge of the milky lake, and appeared next to Zhang Dingxian, who was sitting cross-legged.

Immediately after, I don't know what my grandfather did, the space around him distorted, and then a figure emerged from the distorted space, and it turned out to be the old heavenly master of Longhu Mountain.

The old heavenly master was still the same as the one with the blue-faced fanged demon mask, and after glancing at his grandfather and Zhang Dingxian with a somewhat complicated look, he seemed to sigh and sat directly beside Zhang Dingxian.

Then, Grandpa pressed his hand directly on the heads of Zhang Dingxian and the Heavenly Master.

The black lines on Zhang Dingxian's body appeared, constantly spreading towards his grandfather's hands, and at the same time, illusory golden runes also appeared on the Heavenly Master's body, and they also spread towards his grandfather's hands.

The figures of the three of them were soon wrapped in black and gold lines, and the black and gold two-color light shrouded them, and the figures of the three of them could not be seen clearly at all.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

On the other side, Yan Luo and the others besieging the long-haired youth seemed to have reached some kind of critical juncture, and the power that burst out in an instant at this moment was more than several times stronger than before.

The space in that area had collapsed, the Dao rift spreading, and the violent spatial turbulence swept through.

On the surface, it seemed that the long-haired young man had been suppressed by Yama Luo and the others and had no power to fight back, but from the increasingly solemn expressions of Yama and the others, it could be seen that the situation was not good.

The two pieces of flesh and blood with the power of the mark that the long-haired young man snatched from the hands of Emperor Song and King Chu Jiang had been completely absorbed by him at this time, and a Dao black lotus rhizome appeared around his body, protecting his body while forming a blurred outline of a human face.

The vague outline of the human face woven by the rhizomes of the black lotus gives people a very strange feeling.

Half of his face is kind and holy, and half of his face is fierce and hideous, as if it is the feeling of good and evil being the same.

After Yama's power bombarded the strange face that was woven and haunted by the black lotus rhizome, although they continued to destroy those faces, the strange human face would be restored in an instant. At the same time, the power of Yama's attack seemed to be constantly absorbed by that human face.

Yama and the others had obviously found out about the situation on Grandpa's side, but now they couldn't pull out their hands to stop Grandpa's move.

"Boom ......"

At that moment, a dull roar came from beneath the island, and the entire island trembled.

The mountain in the center of the island cracked, and countless rocks rolled down, and dust rose everywhere.

Dao Dao Darkness burst out from those cracks on the mountain peaks, and an indescribable aura burst out from there, after sensing those breaths that erupted from the cracks in the mountain peaks, the blood-red heaven and earth of the Eighteen Prisons seemed to be stimulated.

"Whoa......

The downpour fell suddenly, as if the entire Eighteen Prisons were weeping.

A faint sense of sadness spread from the other side of the mountain, and as the cracks in the mountain continued to expand, the fluctuations there became more and more intense, as if something was about to come out.

Suddenly, several figures suddenly appeared on the side of the cracked peak.

Those figures seemed to have been hidden there before, and they appeared without warning, and the aura fluctuations emanating from each person's body were extremely brutal.

An ugly old woman on crutches, dressed in a gorgeous robe, with bright red lips and thick blush, gives people a very strong sense of weirdness.

A fat doll in a belly pocket, with pigtails and a rattle in his hand, stared at the cracks that kept cracking on the mountain.

An old man dressed as a farmer, carrying a hoe and a dry tobacco stick in his mouth, smoked a cigarette.

……

I don't know who these guys are, but looking at the instantaneous changes in the faces of Yan Luo and the others, it is estimated that the origin of these guys is not small.

(End of chapter)