The old man hesitated, but gave up this idea, after all, there was no way out here, even if he killed them, he would not be able to fight the remaining six Heavenly Rank powerhouses, wouldn't he give people heads in vain.

So the old man gave up his evil thoughts and began to heal them anew.

Xuanyuan was groggy without a trace, as if he had been asleep for a long time, and it seemed that he had only been for a moment.

When the purple light that covered him disappeared, he reopened his eyes and was greeted by a pair of twilight eyes.

He is the old man who is partnering with him, and at this time he seems to be full of ambivalence, and his eyes are constantly flickering.

For this old man, Xuanyuan Wuxian has never really trusted him.

But he wouldn't kill himself again now, no matter what.

He has confidence in this, and this is why he will take risks with the mad knife.

Sure enough, when the old man saw him wake up, he said excitedly: "You finally woke up, you don't know, the old man is in a hurry to die."

Xuanyuan Wuxian could see that his expression was not a disguise. He also turned over and sat up, stared at the old man and said, "What about the crazy knife."

The old man pointed to his side and explained, "I also did what I did to you once, but he didn't wake up."

Xuanyuan knew very well that his awakening was not caused by the old man's healing, but by the power of the holy ruins.

But at the moment, he couldn't defend anything, and immediately rushed to the side of the mad knife, pressing his chest with both hands, and suddenly a gurgling power of the holy ruins penetrated into it.

When the mad knife spurted out a mouthful of dirty blood from his tightly closed lips, Xuanyuan Wuxi's nervous face eased slightly.

The mad knife fate is hugged.

Then he instructed the old man, "Give him some more medicine for the soul."

The old man nodded, took out a few spirit grasses from his arms and crushed them for him.

Crazy Knife's eyes were always closed, but his face was obviously flushed.

After a few moments, Madknife's eyelids jumped, and then he opened his eyes.

He was just about to get up, but was held down by Xuanyuan Wuxian and said, "You still need to recuperate."

The mad knife did not struggle, and immediately followed the formula of the mad knife in the body.

Then the atmosphere fell silent again, and Xuanyuan Wuxian led the old man to the side and waited.

The old man turned sharply to Traceless, his eyes wandering, and said, "There are still six strong people left, do you have the confidence to promise them?"

For this level of battle, the old man had long lost his judgment.

Xuanyuan Wuxian was silent for a moment, and replied: "No matter what the result is, we must be obliged to foul and go on, because unless you want to be someone else's slave, it's like a mad knife."

The old man was also gloomy, and sighed helplessly: "I knew that this was the end, and the old man would rather not come here."

Xuanyuan Wuxian chuckled and said: "Everything is providential, if you don't walk through the earth gate, you will never know what will happen behind the earth gate."

The old man also nodded approvingly: "Maybe this is the punishment for the old man's greed."

Xuanyuan Wuxian stretched out his hand and pressed it on his shoulder to reassure him: "Don't be discouraged, we won't necessarily die."

The old man also had a little confidence and said, "At least we have already killed one."

Xuanyuan Wuxian pursed his lips and smiled and said: "Raise your spirit, and when the mad knife wakes up, we will continue to challenge the strong in the next moment."

The old man also reluctantly squeezed out a smile and said: "The old man is out of the way, this time Lao Tzu will not hold back, and he will be with you."

Xuanyuan said indifferently: "Do everything according to your own wishes."

As he spoke, the two of them crossed their knees and began to breathe separately.

Not far away, a fierce knife aura appeared on the body of the mad knife, and it seemed that he was recovering quickly.

The entire void roamed through the clouds, but the ground seemed to be shrouded in a haze.

Suddenly!

A pair of bright eyes poked out of the mist, staring at the three of them.

Then he sneered contemptuously, and then re-disappeared from the thick mist.

Just as his eyes disappeared, the mad knife opened his eyes, and a figure seemed to be imprinted from his eyes full of fighting intent.

"Three Shinto people!".

The words almost popped out from between the teeth of the mad knife, and then he jumped up, and the long knife drew a strange arc from the ground, sweeping across the thousands.

The mad knife strode in front of the old man and Wuji, and the horizontal knife immediately protected the Dharma for them.

The name of the Three Shinto people made the mad knife very vigilant, for fear that he would raid.

The personality of the three Shinto people is different from the shadow, he is a sinister and deceitful person.

He never talks about any rules in doing things, and will even do anything to sneak attack and plot against his opponent.

He is also the most feared and despised of the seven strong men.

To be precise, he doesn't look like a senior master, and he has a bit of a rogue character.

A skin-breaking scoundrel with super cultivation is the most dangerous.

Coupled with his three-god magic power, it is the most terrifying existence.

Fortunately, Xuanyuan Traceless and the old man soon woke up.

Xuanyuan stared at the mad knife without a trace and asked, "What's wrong?"

Crazy Dao sneered: "It's a three-god Taoist."

"Three Shinto people?" Xuanyuan Wuxian showed a look of confusion on his face.

"He is the strong man of the second level of Doom" Crazy Knife continued to explain: "This person has a sinister and scoundrel personality, and even a little, so the most terrifying thing about him is not his cultivation, but his means of doing things."

Xuanyuan Wuxian immediately understood the true meaning of the mad knife's words, so he told the old man: "From now on, we must have a spell circle by our side, and all this will be left to you."

The old man nodded hurriedly and said, "The two of you can rest assured, the old man will never hold you back."

With the light and shadow turning, they had already reached the void where the second level was located.

At this time, the thick fog dispersed, revealing a picture of icebergs and snow.

And the Taoist standing on the snow is the Three Gods Taoist.

He was holding Buddha dust, looking like a Dao bone fairy, if it weren't for the crazy words before, Xuanyuan Wuxian would really be deceived by his outfit.

With the dust fluttering, the sky was as white as snowflakes falling to the ground. ninth

He was very majestic and intimidated, and said, "What are you doing trespassing on the old man's cultivation place?"

This is the old man's deep scheming, as soon as he came up, he regarded himself as the master of the land, and took the lead in taking the lead.

Xuanyuan Wuxian and Crazy Knife glanced at each other, then took a step forward and said: "We have no intention of offending our seniors, if our seniors are willing to let us go, the little ones will thank them."

The three gods and Taoists chuckled: "If you want the Taoist Mansion to cultivate the cave, won't you destroy the spiritual charm of the Taoist, so you should leave quickly, lest the Taoist expel him."

At this time, the Taoist had a serious expression, as if the host really wanted to expel the guests.

Xuanyuan Wuxian and Crazy Knife glanced at each other again, this time Crazy Knife took a step, waved his long knife at him and said: "Three Divine Daoists, stop acting, I'm Crazy Knife, don't you remember me?"

The Sanjin Taoist squinted at him and sneered, "A slave who has served us for a thousand years, what is there to see."

The contemptuous attitude towards the Taoist completely angered the mad knife, and he roared angrily: "Then you taste the power of the slave."

As he spoke, the mad knife was about to rush over desperately, but Xuanyuan Wuxian grabbed him, pressed him on the shoulder and said, "Don't be annoyed, he seems to be deliberately provoking us."

Thinking of the previous description of the Daoist by the Crazy Knife, Xuanyuan Wuxian felt that there must be fraud in it.

Crazy Dao was reminded by him, and he also remembered that the three Shinto people are good at deceit and deception.

Now that he is working so hard to insult and provoke himself, his purpose is not obvious.

Crazy Knife is not a fool, and after thinking about it, he also calmed down and did not advance but retreated.

When he put the long knife across his chest, the three Shinto people on the other side said with a look of astonishment: "This doesn't seem like your character, Crazy Knife, are you transgendered?"

Crazy Dao has long understood the stinky mouth of the three gods, and he will not retort, he is self-aware, and he knows that it is difficult to refute the other party with his eloquence.

So the mad knife chose to be silent, and Xuanyuan Wuxian immediately took a step forward, stared at the three gods and said: "Senior, in fact, you don't need to use the radical method, and you don't need any conspiracy, how can we hurt your old age with this little bit of cultivation."

"The young man is very listening," the three gods squinted his eyes and glanced at the traceless, and continued: "It's just that Lao Tzu doesn't want to be the second shadow, Lao Tzu has always been cautious, and he will never die like a shadow."

Xuanyuan Wuxian also nodded in agreement: "This is the wisdom of the predecessors, since the predecessors will not easily get into danger, it is better to let us go, wouldn't it be happy."

The Three Divine Daoists laughed and said, "Let's not talk about how Lao Tzu will be punished for doing this, even if there is no punishment, the lives of you little guys must be taken away by the Taoists, because your Yuan Shen can just come to cultivate my Three Divine Fatong."

Xuanyuan was silent for a while, then gave up the negotiation, turned to the snow field and said, "Where did you place the plot again, but if we don't go in, what should you do?"

The Sanjin Taoist sneered, "It doesn't matter whether you come in or not, now you're in the middle of it."

"What" Xuanyuan Wuxian immediately felt alarmed, and then saw that the void behind him was twisting strangely.

"I'm sorry" The old man jumped out in one step, and said with a nervous look on his face: "The old man is just defending against spells, but I didn't expect him to place a secret enchantment here, and now we are already prisoners in his enchantment."

Hahaha.... Before the old man's words landed, he heard the three gods and Taoists looking up to the sky and laughing wildly: "You are really naïve, very naïve, and you think that the Taoist really has to chat with you, and there are also some traps set by the Taoist at all, obviously inviting you to come, but you refuse to be thousands of miles away."

Deceit, scheming, scheming.

These words instantly filled Xuanyuan's heart. Secretly, this guy is really as the mad knife said, full of deceit.

It turned out that inviting himself to go to the snow field was deception, but the real purpose was to let his guard down and let him form the enchantment unknowingly.

At present, they have become turtles in the urn, and they can't do it if they want to escape.

The three of Crazy Knife, the old man and the traceless looked at each other, their expressions were all bitter and bitter, and their eyes were a little lonely.

At the moment, they are like lambs to the slaughter, and almost everyone understands what the three Shinto people are going to do next.

"What's the matter, are you afraid?" the Sanjin Taoist people were unexpected, and did not harvest them immediately. Instead, they found a snowfield, set up a table of food, and invited them to come over and share.

The mad knife and the old man looked at each other without a trace, and then walked over indifferently.

After all, as long as you are in the enchantment right now, everything is just as dangerous.

Madknife walked to the table and sat down cross-legged first, then without a trace, and finally the old man.

The three Shinto people reached out and grabbed a wine gourd to pour them wine, the wine was innocent in color and had a strong spirituality.

At first glance, it is a good wine.

"Lao Dao hasn't seen a living person for a long, long time, so Lao Dao is very happy today, and he has prepared a few delicious food and wine to entertain a few people," he said, and drank the wine cup in his hand.

First of all, he was above board.

Xuanyuan Wuxian and the old man of the mad knife looked at each other, and no one dared to touch the wine cup, or even touch the chopsticks.

At this time, the three gods poured themselves another cup and said: "If you drink a cup of this wine, you can reach a few years of cultivation, and a few people will not be tempted by this kind of elixir and jade liquid."

A few words of cultivation for several years really shook the old man, his eyes were a little fluttering, but he still didn't dare to make a move.

The three Shinto people stared at them for a while, and immediately looked up to the sky and laughed wildly.

At this moment, Xuanyuan Wuxian picked up the wine glass and drank it all at a swift speed.

Then he feasted without hesitation. The old man and the mad knife were dumbfounded, but after a moment's pause, they began to eat and drink.

The abrupt change in attitude of the three of them immediately made Xuanyuan Wuxian a little surprised.

He rolled his eyes suspiciously, and the next moment, the corners of his mouth trembled.

The corners of the mouth twitched unnaturally, especially when I watched the three of them abandon the wine cup and take turns pouring wine into their mouths, I didn't have a heartache.

Just when he was about to tear the corners of his mouth, Xuanyuan Wuxian shook the wine jug in his hand, and sighed helplessly: "The wine is good wine, but it's a pity to drink it all."

This sentence is obviously addressed to the Taoist.

At this time, the faces of the three Shinto people were extremely gloomy, like a sign before the rain on a cloudy day.

Xuanyuan Wuxian saw his expression, and his heart was even more convinced.

It seems that he made the right bet, and this guy is really bluffing again.

In doing so, it seems that he is deliberately selling his own tricks and enjoying the advantage of crushing his enemies in terms of intelligence.

If it weren't for the last trace of his micro-expression that revealed his thoughts, Xuanyuan Wuxian wouldn't have dared to really drink and eat.

At the moment, it is obvious that some of these three Shinto people have lost their wives and soldiers, and some of them have lost more than they have gained.

In particular, he stared at the empty wine jug with his eyes, almost like a lover who had lost his beloved, which shows how much this jug of wine is valued by him, perhaps he barely drank two sips just now, which is also a disguise for them to see.

Xuanyuan Wuxian immediately subconsciously pulled the mad knife, and said in a low voice: "Get ready for battle immediately."

Although his voice was lowered, he was still listened to by the three gods.

The eyes of the three gods burst out, and a Ling Ran momentum shrouded the three of them.

Seeing that the three of them were about to be unable to bear it, a green light soared, and then a green snake spread its wings and soared.

It was a little white snake that had just mutated, and at this time he was only discolored near his belly, and he was already wearing a heavy flesh leather armor around his body.

The armor was the Red Flame Snake.