"Haha, I didn't expect you, an old man, to have such patience to teach apprentices!"

The sound of rubble colliding sounded from the depths of the treetops on the other side of the river, and the wind whistled and whispered.

Huang Laodao suddenly threw an object into that place, and the next moment, a figure turned over and fell, but it was a strange man with a face like white jade and a body as strong as a cow.

The man wore half of his arms bare, and wore a string of skulls around his neck, covering the bloody place on his chest, and then put his blood-stained hand into his mouth and sucked it, and his face was as if he had tasted the world's delicacy.

"It's that evil cultivator!" Qingmu hurriedly protected the injured Huang Laodao and Cheng Zhaozhao behind him.

Cheng Zhaozhao is also like a great enemy, Qingmu said before, this evil cultivation foundation in the early stage of cultivation, the attack is vicious, known as the dark Fuluo, he took a fancy to a treasure on Huang Lao Dao's body, and repeatedly snatched it, but was defeated by Huang Lao Dao.

Huang Laodao had long wanted to take his life to prevent future troubles, but this guy also relied on the skull on his neck to be a great evil weapon, so he repeatedly escaped.

Huang Lao Dao desperately suppressed the evil qi that was raging in his heart, and said coldly: "You evil demon, Lao Dao let you go before, but you still dare to come and send him to death!"

"Haha...... Barren mountains and old ways, you don't want to be reckless. If you fall for my Fuluo technique, even if you are a foundation building monk, you will still not survive today!" Darkvola laughed incessantly, and the skull on his neck slashed through the wound and immediately burst into black gas, and in less than a moment the blood flowing in his chest was absorbed.

It's still a blood-fed thing!

The sound of Darkness's confident laughter filled the air, making the atmosphere on their side extremely oppressive, and even the white fish on the ground stopped jumping.

The beauty of dusk is relaxing, but it is followed by a dark and dark curtain.

Cheng Zhaozhao held his breath, vaguely feeling that this battle to the death was inevitable.

At the moment when the atmosphere condensed to the extreme, Huang Laodao lifted a breath of true qi and flew out: "Hmph, it's just a little evil art, I don't care about Lao Dao at all!"

Huang Laodao was menacing, his face was full of determination, and he had the momentum to kill him here.

Secretly Fuluo frowned, could it be that this old way really has such ability?

But he didn't want this Huang Lao Dao to be just a false shot, so he turned his head and released the flying boat, carried Qingmu and Cheng Zhaozhao, and fled quickly.

"Where to escape!" A hint of sarcasm appeared on the face of the dark white jade, and he chased after him.

As soon as he entered the flying boat, Huang Laodao fell to the ground.

"Master!" Kiyoki hurriedly stepped forward.

"Leave me alone, quick, send all these Divine Talismans into the Flying Boat. cough cough ...... "Before Huang Laodao finished speaking, he gulped out black blood.

Huang Lao Dao, the infamous of this dark Fuluo, has naturally heard of it, and he has been entrenched in the Cangwu area for many years, making a living by robbing past monks all day long. He is insidious and cunning, like a poisonous snake, as long as he targets it, he will never stop.

Once such an evil cultivator encounters it, it is necessary to be prepared to fight for his life. It was in the depths of the wilderness before, and he had to keep his back hand everywhere when he took care of Qingmu.

Huang Laodao opened the porcelain bottle and poured a large handful of Pei Yuan Dan into his mouth.

Qingmu was shocked, but he knew that this was the moment of life and death, so he forced himself to calm down, and threw all those divine talismans into the flying boat, and cast a spell to control the direction of the flying boat.

"I ......" Cheng Zhaozhao wanted to ask her what she could do, but the flying boat shook so badly that she could only try her best to stabilize her figure.

Huang Laodao was busy suppressing the disordered true qi in his body, and Qingmu was even more engrossed in controlling the flying boat, and he had no time to take care of her.

Cheng Zhaozhao didn't speak again, and pulled thousands of miles to nest in the corner of the flying boat. She had never been like this for a moment, hating herself for not being able to help out when she needed it.

Now, all she can do is not mess with them.

The boat sped rapidly, and the surrounding trees and hillsides turned into afterimages and lightning alternately, connected by the river.

Bang bang bang!

The roar exploded in my ears, it was the magic attack that Dark Fuluo was chasing after reluctantly, all of which were pulled by Huang Laodao to avoid them one by one, and without looking back, he knew that this path was already in a mess.

Qingmu's eyes were red, ignoring the painful spiritual veins all over his body, and constantly injecting spiritual energy into the flying boat.

"It can't go on like this!"

Huang Lao Dao realized that if he continued like this, he would be caught up by that demon sooner or later, and at that time, not to mention that he could have a chance of winning the battle with him, even he might die here.

It was he who was careless for a while, tired and almost injured...... Otherwise, in terms of strength, how could this Dark Volo be his opponent?

'Qingmu, this spiritual artifact was passed down to you by your master, you must take good care of it, it is a gift from your Honghe ancestor, and you can understand the mystery by yourself. Huang Laodao's voice exploded in Qingmu's mind.

Hearing this, Qingmu felt bad, and before he could open his mouth in the future, he felt that the figure in front of him flickered, and Huang Laodao had already left the flying boat.

"Master!"

"Don't look back!"

A spiritual energy struck the flying boat, causing the flying boat to shake violently, and the originally dim and dull control place of the spirit stone suddenly brightened, causing the flying boat to move forward at a transcendent speed.

Qingmu wanted to stop the flying boat, but found that the flying boat couldn't stop at all, so he tried his best to control the direction of the flying boat, and turned around from time to time and shouted: "Master!"

The figure that was like a shuttle and lightning had collided with the evil cultivator behind him, and then there was a violent sound of fighting.

"You demon, take your life!" Huang Laodao's loud shout gradually faded away.

Qingmu was shaken, and the aura of the flying boat was stunned, and the galloping flying boat swayed left and right and constantly hit the trees, and the violent shaking made Cheng Zhaozhao on the flying boat stagger.

A muffled snort sounded, and it was Cheng Zhaozhao, a slipper, whose entire head hit the corner of the flying boat, and fainted instantly.

"Gurgle!

Qianli screamed violently, rushed to Kiyoki's side and slammed it.

Qingmu was in pain, saw the current situation in front of him, and cheered up and regained control of the flying boat, but he didn't want the flying boat to have already failed.

The speed of the flying boat was extremely fast, and everywhere it reached, it was like a devastating force, directly shattering all the trees within a few feet of the surrounding area. The trees collapsed with a bang, and the leaves cracked to ash.

"Not good!"

The way was blocked by a rocky cliff in front of him, and Qingmu pulled thousands of miles and Cheng Zhaozhao and jumped out of the flying boat.

There was a violent collision, the collapse of rocks and rocks, and the smoke of gunpowder filled.

......

"Master, why hasn't my father come to see me yet?"

"Girl, what did you warn about being a teacher at the apprenticeship ceremony?"

"To enter the path of immortals, self-cultivation needs to cultivate the mind first, eliminate the seven emotions and break the six desires, and then achieve long-term ......"

"Looks like you haven't forgotten. ”

"The disciple remembers, but today is the eighth birthday of the disciple, and my father promised the disciple that he would come to see the disciple every birthday......"

"Monk Shouyuan is no better than mortals, he retreats and goes out to practice at every turn, and he has three or five years of leisure. You don't have to stick to mundane rituals anymore. ”

"But ......"

"Don't you listen to what the teacher says?"

"Master is angry, the disciple is wrong!"

"If you commit a first offense, I will only punish you to go to the mountain gate to clean up. ”

"Yes......"