The black mist approached, turned into a human form, and a cloud of anger rose above his fingers, and he moved towards Zhang Qingming a little in the air, and suddenly a blood-red rainbow burst out from his hand, and the speed was extremely fast.

"Dang dang dang!"

The dust spirit arrived with an arrow, and then stood in front of Zhang Qingming with a sword, the monstrous demon barrier released by this guy was extremely fierce, countless black shadows surged from behind him, and countless miserable screams sounded.

"Break!"

The dust spirit exerted his force violently, and with a turn of the blade, hundreds of millions of sword lights surged suddenly, turning into a sky full of stars, and the magic barrier was cut off by a sword, and the black shadow also retreated.

Obviously, this young man in white just wanted to test the reality of the dust spirit, with the other party's current strength, it would be easy for him to wipe out the dust spirit.

It was obvious that the dust spirit had blocked the blow, and its body had also taken a lot of impact, and it began to become illusory at this moment.

"If you want to move him, get past me first!"

The young man sneered, "Dust spirit! Dust Spirits! You really can't remember me, do you? It's been more than a thousand years, and I've been asleep for a thousand years, and this guy is actually stupid! Can't you even remember yourself?"

"I don't remember who I am, but I just want to protect my present, not the past!" Dust Spirit said coldly.

"The people of the Nine Realms are scattered, what a glorious reputation this reputation was back then! Now that it's ended up like this, it's just that, forget it, forget it!" The young man laughed.

After laughing, he got up and turned into a blood mist to disperse, returned to the white-haired old man, and said disapprerovingly, "This little guy will be left to you to deal with yourself, you are a giant anyway, these small things should be able to be handled, right?"

The white-haired old man had nothing to say, when he first met this person, he was already impressed by his terror and threw himself to the ground, and he had no intention of disobeying him at all.

"Come in for me!" The white-haired old man shook the purple gold bell in his hand, and a mysterious weirdness quietly came.

"Little one, you have some ability!"

At this moment, Zhang Qingming, who was originally sitting in front of the city gate, also woke up from meditation, and after he woke up, he was in a long pavilion of mountains and rivers, and the white-haired old man sat opposite, still holding the skull palm in his hand.

Although Zhang Qingming has never seen him, just from the breath on his body, he can judge that the other party is the "mastermind behind the scenes" who controls the group of corpses!

Zhang Qingming did not panic, but chose to face this person unhurriedly, he did not have a trace of doubt and fear, and drank the tea in front of him very indifferently and ate the snacks in front of him.

Seeing this, the white-haired old man laughed, "Kid is so guts! I've never seen a few like you!"

Zhang Qingming pursed his mouth and said, "It's not that I'm too smart, it's that you're too stupid!"

Good guy, Zhang Qingming didn't accept the praise of the white-haired old man, and put a "stupid" hat on the white-haired old man with his backhand.

"What do you mean by that?" The white-haired old man asked puzzled.

Zhang Qingming explained unhurriedly: "Senior, I already felt your strength and strength when I was fighting the Fa just now, if it weren't for this Spirit Exorcism Gong, how would I have survived until now?"

"And then?"

"Senior, this is your negligence, if you really want to kill me, do you still need this cup of tea and a plate of snacks to poison me? Isn't it in vain?"

After hearing this, the white-haired old man was a little ashamed, and said with praise and some self-deprecation: "It is worthy of being a disciple of the Ghost Venerable Remembrance, the old man couldn't compare to him back then, and now he has been taught a lesson by his disciple."

"Senior, I don't know which old monster you are living in seclusion in the mountains and forests, I may have read you in the scriptures in the Ghost Peak."

Zhang Qingming is not stupid, this guy is a very evil person, and he can't learn well only for the sake of being a short-lived ghost. can be remembered with the ghost for an era, and can still stand here intact, the horror was also a super giant who was proud of the world back then.

"The old man doesn't change his name, he doesn't change his surname, I am the Purple Gold Old Devil of the Blood Corpse Cave!"

Zhang Qingming

Although he was silent on the surface, he was already shocked in his heart, and the white-haired old man opposite was actually the famous purple gold old demon back then!

According to the legend, when the corpse chasers were still dominating the world, there was a saying of the four demons, and one was naturally the Taoist ghost venerable, the supreme existence of the corpse chaser world. The strength of the four demons ranked below him was not inferior to him by a few points, and the ancestor of the Heavenly Ghost Mansion, one of the five major sects back then, was also one of them.

Right now, this purple gold old demon is actually standing in front of him, it is simply shocking, each of these four demons has his own style, otherwise how could he rise in those stormy years?

It is rumored that in order to practice the art of chasing corpses, this purple gold old demon was extremely ferocious, killing innocent people, and using the life of a spiritual cultivator to sacrifice the supreme demon corpse he refined. At that time, the Dao Sect rose to the Dao Spirit Realm, and the people under the mountain who were disturbed by this purple gold old demon were miserable, and the lives were ruined everywhere.

The Ghost Venerable and the Elder Spirit Venerable personally killed the supreme demon corpse that endangered one party, and trapped the purple gold old demon to kill him, who expected that this guy was afraid of death It was true, and the escape technique was first-class, so he chose to give up his body and flee with his spirit.

Since then, it is said that someone has seen the purple gold old devil who reshaped his body, but it is said that his strength has plummeted, and he has long been inferior to that year, and then he will retire to the rivers and lakes, live in the mountains and forests, and seek stability for the rest of his life, but who would have known that the purple gold old devil who was killed by the two masters of the Taoist sect would appear here!

"It turns out that the predecessor is the famous purple gold old demon back then!" Zhang Qingming said very calmly.

The years had already smoothed out the Purple Gold Old Demon's sharpness, and he said with a little self-deprecation: "What bullshit is famous, it's just a defeated subordinate of the Ghost Venerable!"

"Today, Purple Gold Elder Demon Senior, why did you set up this game?"

"Little one, smart man!" The Purple Gold Old Demon said slowly, "Win me in chess, I will not only let you out, but also honestly retreat, what do you think?"

Zhang Qingming smiled and said helplessly: "Now that I am trapped in the small world of my predecessors, can I have the right to choose?"

The Purple Gold Old Demon said coldly, "No!"

Zhang Qingming nodded, didn't refute anything, and honestly sat opposite the Purple Gold Old Demon.

The old devil of Zijin holds a white chess piece, and Zhang Qingming holds a black chess piece.

"Let's get started!"

The old devil of Zijin made a move, and this Zhang Qingming lost very badly, it was a complete defeat.

Later, Zhang Qingming would have thought that the situation could get better, but who would have thought that this Zijin Old Devil's chess strength was so good, it seemed that he could master every move of Zhang Qingming, and the chess he had practiced with Chen Tianyan for a thousand years before seemed to have been practiced in vain.

Zhang Qingming couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, looked at the chess pieces in his hand and then looked at the chessboard, and slowly said, "This made me lose again."

It's already forty-nine, Zhang Qingming is not only completely defeated, but also has no upper hand at all, as if he was suppressed by the other party from the beginning, and he didn't even have a chance to fight back.

The Purple Gold Old Demon looked at Zhang Qingming's appearance, smiled proudly, and asked, "Little guy, what's wrong with you?" Don't worry! We've got a lot of time!"

Zhang Qingming didn't answer him, and said coldly, "Come again!"

As soon as the new game opened, this Zhang Qingming changed his way forward, did not choose to occupy the midpoint, but started from the edge, this time he did not resist, and directly let the old devil of Zijin suppress him and devour his chess pieces.

"Little one, don't you want to win? If you continue like this, you're going to lose, no, you're already losing!" The old devil of Zijin looked at the chessboard with a full chance of winning, and the other party had no chance of winning at all.

Zhang Qingming looked at the Purple Gold Old Demon, sighed lightly, and said, "Senior, you didn't plan to let me win at all, because I can't win this chess game at all!"

With that, Zhang Qingming raised his hand fiercely, the sword light in his sleeve robe was squandered, and a sword rainbow burst out from his palm and cut the chessboard in half.

The Purple Gold Old Demon was suddenly dumbfounded, and shouted angrily: "Boy, you are looking for death!"

Zhang Qingming's body retreated sharply, drew his sword and stood, he glared at the purple gold old demon, and slowly spoke: "Old fellow, do you really think I am a fool? I've been with you all the time, haven't I been trapped and dead in it?"

"You think I don't know, once I fall into this dead end, you will have a lot of effort to deal with Luo Yun City, and when the time comes, you will be invincible, and no one will be able to resist your army of demon corpses."

Seeing that his trick had been exposed, the Purple Gold Old Demon let out a soft "oh" and smiled, "And then?"

"I boast that my chess skills are pretty good, but against you, there is no chance of winning at all, and later I found out that this is your little world, and my every move is under control." Zhang Qingming looked at the pieces of the chessboard on the ground, and pointed out: "And the root of this small world is this chessboard!"

The Purple Gold Old Demon laughed, gave Zhang Qingming a thumbs up, and praised, "The kid has some skills, and he deserves to be a disciple of the Ghost Venerable!"

Zhang Qingming hugged his fists and bowed, and slowly spoke: "The predecessor has won the award, but it is just a coincidence!"

After that, the small world was shattered, Zhang Qingming woke up, and he slowly got up and watched the demon corpses that stopped around him fall one by one.

Li Changqing looked around while helping Su Mo up, and asked suspiciously, "Why did these monsters fall?"

Su Mo wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and whispered, "Did we win?"

The cyclops leaped, the earth trembled, and he walked towards Zhang Qingming, without a trace of killing intent, but bowed respectfully.

The voice of the old demon of purple gold came from afar: "The old man is not a scoundrel, he is willing to gamble and lose, you won this game!"

"By the way, little ghost, what's your name?"

Zhang Qingming raised his head and chested, learned the appearance of this old guy just now, and said proudly: "I will not change my name, I will not change my surname, my surname is Zhang, and my name is Qingming!"

"Zhang Qingming?! The old man remembers you, and I hope you will do the same next time we meet!"

With that, the figure on the hill in the distance dissipated, and the cyclops got up and ran wildly into the distance, and disappeared without a trace.

"Harm!" He was relieved at this moment, and the current crisis in Luoyun City could be regarded as temporarily over.

Zhang Qingming's strength was almost exhausted now, and he collapsed to the ground alone, watching the sky in the distance break out of the first day, dispelling the night and bringing light.

"Harm, I've finally won!"

After that, Zhang Qingming planted his head on the ground and slept soundly.