"Shut up, your disgusting stinky mouth doesn't deserve to mention the old lady!" Tang Wuji gritted his teeth. It seems that he recalls something bad.

The red-faced old devil was not angry, he sat down cross-legged on the sarcophagus, pursed his mouth and whistled, and the terrifying-looking red snake followed the sound, burrowed into his sleeve, and snaked all the way up his arm. The old devil stretched out his hand, and the little snake was very obedient to his palm, without the slightest hint of anger.

"Old man's pet, you should have already seen it, right? Do you need me to introduce it again......?

"The infamous red-faced old devil...... What are you doing here?" Hu Ji looked at the visitor with cold eyes, and the sword in his hand became more and more forceful. He had heard of this person a long time ago, but he didn't know the details of the other party.

"Fresh faces...... But the old man has heard of you," the red-faced old demon looked at Hu Ji with interest, and did not respond to his question: "I heard that you are quite capable of fighting, and the lives of many of my clansmen in the Western Regions have been buried in your hands, right?"

"How? Do you want to avenge them?" Hu Ji narrowed his eyes and stared at the old demon's every move.

"The old man is not interested in this, and it has nothing to do with the old man if you kill all the people in the world......" The red-faced old devil looked at the little snake very dotingly, and suddenly stretched out his tongue, licking the little snake like a beast. The little snake writhed like a baby in its mother's arms.

The old devil licked it slowly, and suddenly, his face suddenly became hideous, and he opened his mouth to bite the snake's head fiercely, greedily sucking the snake's blood, the little snake was in pain, and the whole snake body was shaking wildly, but no matter how much he struggled, he couldn't escape this bloody mouth.

"it, this treasure that has been stained with human blood tastes different!" A live poisonous snake was actually eaten as a meat sausage. The crimson half of his face twitched as he chewed, his eyes twitched comically, and blood oozed from the corners of the old devil's mouth little by little, and the appearance was not only ridiculous, but very terrifying.

"It's really crazy......" Ziqian spat in disgust and said in a low voice.

"Heh, old devil, the old body is not here to fight with you today! Hand over the "Materia Medica", you sleep on your own, I will go my way, and those old accounts will be settled with you in the future!" Tang Wuji said coldly.

"Oh~That's right~" The red-faced old devil licked his lips with satisfaction, took out a simple jade slip from behind him, and said with a smile: "Is this what you want?"

"Exactly! Hurry up and hand it over!, or don't blame us for being rude!" General Midnight pointed the tip of his sword at the center of the old man's eyebrows.

"Ridiculous," the red-faced old demon laughed from ear to ear, "You fools, you don't think I'm the guardian of this scripture, do you?"

"This ......" everyone looked at each other, their expressions full of puzzlement.

"It's this guy who guards the scriptures—" The red-faced old devil took out an object from the coffin with his backhand, and everyone looked at it, and it was actually a rotten and shriveled human head, covered in turquoise, looking sticky and thick, and looking very strange.

It's just that the head is not "dead". As it shook as it was lifted, it snapped open its eyes, its rotten eyes looking around, and the muscles that tugged at its mouth kept opening and closing, as if it was gasping for breath, and as if it was screaming silently at the group of uninvited guests.

"Not bad corpse Gu, right?" the red-faced old demon looked at the head with pity, "It's a pity that the road here is too difficult, otherwise the old man would be reluctant to leave you here alone - so then again, everyone, do you want to thank me?"

"So, you're here too...... But when!" A cold sweat broke out on Tang Wuji's forehead, it seemed that this old devil's light skills had reached a realm that she couldn't detect.

"Isn't it very fair that you are responsible for guiding the old man and clearing the ambush for you?"

The head rolled to Fang Zhongjing's still somewhat warm corpse in the pit, smelled the vitality and suddenly became ferocious, and opened his mouth to bite the corpse.

"No wonder the road was so peaceful. Hu Ji's hand still didn't leave the hilt of the sword.

"Thinking back to your stupid appearance on the cliff, the old man wanted to laugh, why can't he see that there is something under the snow? If it weren't for the avalanche caused by the old man's gunpowder, you are afraid that you would have to go back the same way, right?

"It turned out to be an avalanche that you blew up, no wonder the movement was so ......big," Tang Wuji sneered, "The stone door of this tomb was also deliberately jammed by you, right?"

The red-faced old demon suddenly closed his eyes and was silent.

Tang Wuji and Hu Ji were stunned for a moment, not knowing what the old devil was doing.

"Whew-" The old devil suddenly put on the posture of the luck dantian and came out, and when everyone was puzzled, he suddenly opened his eyes and exhaled a cloud of turquoise turbidity.

"This ...... This is?"

"Do you think this thousand-year-old corpse Gu is so easy to deal with?" The old demon glanced at the shriveled human head that was still rolling his eyeballs, and turned his hand to reveal a row of green tooth marks on his forearm: "If it weren't for the delay to expel the poison, you think the old man would talk nonsense with you for so long?"

He stood up, stuffed the jade slip into his waist, and sneered: "The old man is also a generation of poison masters, how can this ancient book "Shennong's Materia Medica" be given to others?"

Everyone stepped forward one after another and said angrily: "Then Hugh blames us for being rude!"

"Do you think the old man will take a few of you in his eyes?" The red-faced old demon sneered, and with a strong flick of his fingertips, several cold rays of light suddenly shot out towards everyone.

"Be careful! It's a bone nail!" Old Madam Tang Wuji shouted, and everyone hurriedly turned over to avoid it.

"Xiao Yan, what are you doing in a daze!" Hu Ji rolled out a few feet, and when he looked back, Xiao Yan didn't dodge or dodge, but stood in place stupidly, no matter how he called him, he didn't seem to be able to hear. Fortunately, the old devil did not fly the hidden weapon to this childish boy in appearance.

On the other side, when everyone saw that they had already moved, they stopped rubbing and started their posture one after another. Tang Wuji's wrist flipped, and the inside of his sleeve robe turned, and countless steel needles shot towards the red-faced old demon like a rainstorm.

The old devil let out a low snort, and his palms were volleyed out in the air, and the majestic internal force shook the attacking steel needles in all directions, and then he flipped back to dodge the sharp swords of Zi Qianzi and Ziye, and clinged to the stone wall like an upside-down scorpion.

Zi Qianzi Yeer will chase after him, and the two of them will strike out in the air with their swords together, blocking the retreat one by one, and it seems that they are bound to win.

Unexpectedly, the old demon didn't intend to dodge at all, his limbs violently exerted force, and his body spun like a hurricane and flew towards the sword. His long nails, which had been in contact with venom drugs for many years and soaked in steel, had become the most powerful weapon at this time, easily slashing through the spine of the two of them, channeling the power of the two swords to the sides, and slamming his shoulders into the forearm that Zi Qianzi was blocking in front of his face!

I only heard two muffled snorts in unison, and Zi Qianzi Yeer was knocked upside down by this huge force and flew out, and fell into the pit where the sarcophagus was placed-

"Uhhh

On the other hand, the old devil fell to the ground safely, and he also threw a flying knife with his backhand to shoot down the plum blossom dart that Tang Wouji sneaked up behind him.

"The current afterlife is so bad...... Huh?" Before the old devil finished speaking, he saw Hu Ji's sword on the side slashing towards him. He subconsciously dodged to avoid it, but the sword momentum was like a river rushing, surging endlessly, like a wave of water, attacking him several times, and the move went straight to the point. In the face of this stormy sword momentum, the old demon couldn't parry it for a while.

The space in the stone room was small, and in Hu Ji's cold offensive, the old demon was quickly forced to retreat to the corner, he stabilized his body and stretched out his hand to hold the sword body that was forced to his chest, but three nails were cut off by the sharp blade.

"Huh, what kind of sword is this?" asked the red-faced old devil, looking at the sword with great interest.

"My emperor personally gave it, Rigao!" Hu Ji pressed a little more force on the hilt of the sword.

"Well, that's right, the Emei gentleman's swordsmanship of the Grand Duke is righteous, and the sword Rigao is the most rigid and yang - it is more than enough to deal with the shrimp soldiers and crabs, but if you want to deal with the old man, you are still a little bit hot!"

The old demon lifted a breath of true qi, turned his claws into palms in his hands, and firmly clamped Hu Ji's Rigao sword like a pair of iron tongs. Hu Ji, who can be shaken by a thousand catties of stone gates, can't pull out half a point of his sword from a pair of fleshy palms at this time!

"This!" Hu Ji didn't have time to be surprised, he saw the strong wind in his lower body, he slammed his arms hard, one leg rose, and he used the strength of the sword to hold this foot with his knees, but he didn't want the strength of the old devil's hand to suddenly loosen seven or eight points at this time, Hu Ji's center of gravity fell backwards for a while, but he was hit by the old devil's two punches in this instant.

Hu Ji had to forcibly press the surging qi and blood in his body, took a few steps back, knelt down on one knee and grabbed the ground with his sword so as not to fall.

Seeing this, Tang Wuji hurriedly threw a soft rope to tie the old devil's arm, and the fist smashed down against the tip of Hu Ji's nose, making a deep fist mark on the ground.

"It seems that we still have to deal with your old friend first!" The old demon laughed angrily, pulled the soft rope and pulled it hard, Tang Wuji screamed, and the arm holding the rope was pulled by the former brute force.

"Hall Master!" A Tang Sect disciple behind him was quick to stop, stepped forward to stop Tang Wuji's figure, pulled out the dagger at his waist and cut the soft rope with a knife. Although her movements were not slow, judging from Tang Wuji's somewhat painful expression, her wrist was probably dislocated.

The old monster laughed twice, came to Tang Wuji ghostly, and grabbed her throat like a chicken.

The two Tang Sect disciples suddenly turned red-eyed, drew their blades and flew towards the old demon. The old devil stretched out his arm, and with a simple grab, pull, and wrap, he grabbed a person's head, and "clicked" to kill him.

The other person seemed to be frightened and slower by half a beat, but the old demon showed no mercy, and the cold light flashed in his hand, hitting the disciple's throat, the man covered his neck and coughed dryly twice, and then fell to his knees, spitting black blood and died.

"You say, is the old man pinching you to death at once, or is he slowly strangling you?" the old demon stared straight at Tang Wuji in his hand and said with a smile.

"Hugh is ...... Rampant!" Hu Ji roared angrily, and the Rigao Sword let out a loud buzz in midair, and the sword was like a meteor, slashing fiercely towards the head of the red-faced old demon.

The old demon bent down, his body just dodging this move, but exposing Tang Wuji in his hand to the sword.

Hu Ji hurriedly retracted his momentum, and the blade of the sword slashed through the air, bringing down the black snake hairpin on Tang Wuji's head, and falling to the ground with a series of echoes.

The old devil followed closely with a kick and kicked Hu Ji in the lower abdomen.

At this time, in the entire stone room, except for Xiao Yan, who had been stunned by the memory of fear, no one could stand up.

But the old devil obviously didn't pay attention to the young man in front of him, he looked at the angry Elder Tang Wuji in his hand with a strange smile, as if admiring an ink painting that was about to be born: "How does it feel to slowly lose your breath in the old man's hands? Is it fear? Or regret?"

"To ...... Kill...... Only...... Kill ......" Tang Wuji glared at this crazy old poison viciously, and squeezed out four words from between his teeth, without the slightest intention of giving in.

"Okay! There is a backbone! Old man, this will fulfill you!"