Everyone hurriedly looked into the hands of the thin old man, and couldn't help but gasp for a while.

Gu Xinghe said: "Sure enough, it's one of the forelimbs of the three-eyed ice toad...... Where did you hide that ice toad?"

The thin old man noticed that these people in front of him were staring at the toad leg in his hand, and immediately sped up his chewing speed, as if he was afraid that these people would snatch his food. Because he had something in his mouth, he muttered a little when he spoke: "Oh, you said that Xiaoice toad, I have watched it grow a little bit over the years...... You guys hurt it?"

The old man ate the toad's leg clean, and even licked the blood on his hand, and then looked sideways at Gu Xinghe and the others with a little satisfaction, his eyes stayed on Yue Yishui's body for a moment, and the corners of his mouth stiffened with a playful look.

There were still traces of blood at the corners of the old man's mouth, and Yue Yishui was so cold by this look that she took half a step back unconsciously.

Gu Xinghe frowned: "What, is Your Excellency going to stand up for that ice toad?"

When the old man heard this, he withdrew his gaze and looked at Gu Xinghe, obviously he also saw that he was the leader among these people.

"Hey—" the thin old man sighed, "For so many years, I have survived by talking to it." Just now it was covered in wounds, and I couldn't bear to tear off a leg and spare its life...... One leg for one life, there is no such kind person as me in the world. ”

Then the voice changed, and his eyes narrowed: "What about you, what do you want to exchange for your life?"

Everyone's faces were pale, but Gu Xinghe broke the silence, after all, as a nine-rank powerhouse, he was a well-deserved leader here.

"Hmph-" Gu Xinghe snorted coldly: "What a big breath! If you hand over the ice toad and then confess your origins, this matter will be fine." Otherwise...... The Dunjia Sect has been destroyed, so you can go with it!"

Unexpectedly, the thin old man who had been looking sick heard this, but his eyes shot out: "What, the Dunjia Sect has been destroyed?"

As if shocked by this news, and as if thinking of something that needs to be confirmed: "That...... What about Yue Wentian?"

Gu Xinghe thought that he was suppressed by himself: "Of course he died, and it was at the hands of that ice toad." ”

The wizened old man remained silent, rarely. After a while, he looked up to the sky and laughed, with tears in the corners of his eyes: "Hahaha, the way of heaven is impermanent, and the reincarnation of creation." It's all providence, providence......"

"But although I hate Yue Wentian, I have to say that he let me survive. Originally, I thought that I would kill Yue Wentian with his own hands after going out, but I didn't expect him to die early, it seems that this cage was also opened by him before he died...... Don't say that he died at the hands of the ice toad, anyway, it must have nothing to do with you. In this case, if I kill you, it will be equivalent to killing Yue Wentian with my own hands. ”

Listening to the words of the thin old man who seemed to be talking to himself, Gu Xinghe's face turned cold. Not to mention that this person's logic is unreasonable, when there are so many people on his side, this skinny old man still dares to make nonsense, obviously despising us and others.

No one noticed that the wizened old man's words had increased, and his eyes had regained some light.

"It's really stubborn...... Seeing that you are locked here, it is clear that you should be dead. Let me help you get rid of it sooner!"

Gu Xinghe's body was shocked, and Ling Yuan's strong aura of the nine grades was revealed.

The rest of the people knew that Gu Xinghe was going to make a move, so they all retreated a few steps back at the moment. They were also enraged by this unashamed thin old man, and now they had to go to the ice toad, so they were naturally happy to see it.

The thin old man was still sitting on top of the iron cage casually, and he was also a little surprised when he detected the strong internal force rushing to his face: "Oh, the room of the three abysses! No, it's just in the hall, and it hasn't entered the room yet." ”

If there were still people alive in the Ghost Sect, they would be shocked and stunned when they heard this.

The world often divides the realm of internal force into three abysses and nine products, and only the ghost and underworld gate is also divided into three abysses, but each abyss is called a door, a court, and a room. The room of the three abysses refers to the nine products of Ling Yuan. But for those who have just entered the Nine Grades, the Ghost Underworld Sect believes that they have not yet obtained the true meaning of the Nine Grades, so they are called just ascending to the hall and failing to enter the room.

Although Gu Xinghe felt that this kind of title seemed to be heard of, too much time had passed, and he didn't have much impression.

He felt in his heart that this thin old man was a little weird, and he had to fight quickly.

"Eight Desolation Fist!"

Gu Xinghe let out a low snort, the domineering fist intent filled the stone room, the strong wind was blowing, and everyone had to take two steps back.

Liu Song's face was solemn, and only by feeling it up close could he know the terrifying intent of this fist. He felt that even if he used the sword of breaking bamboo, the victory would be less than thirty percent.

Quiet as a mountain, moving as thunder. There was a starlight shining on Gu Xinghe's right fist, and he punched at the thin old man.

The thin old man's face did not show the slightest panic, but showed a trace of nostalgia.

"Eight Desolations and Six Fists, long time no see!"

His right hand stretched forward, without the slightest fluctuation of internal force, without the slightest thunderous momentum.

Eight desolation fists, in a blink of an eye.

Everyone looked at the thin old man like a ghost, only to see that Gu Xinghe's punch stopped in front of the old man, and he could no longer move an inch.

"What's going on?"

Everyone looked at each other, their faces full of shock.

It turned out that in front of Gu Xinghe's fist, there was a finger.

The fingers were dry and thin, bloodless, as if they were weak and could not help the wind. But it was such a finger blocking there, and Gu Xinghe's Galaxy Eight Desolation Fist seemed to have met a nemesis.

The old man's demeanor was calm, and Gu Xinghe's face turned red.

"This ...... How is this possible? What kind of magic did you use?"

The old man seemed to come back to his senses from his remembrance, "Demon law, hehe, is the skill extraordinary and close to the demon? It's not bad." ”

"Since you've already thrown a punch, then you can also take my punch and try it. ”

The old man didn't know when, he had already withdrawn that finger, and his right hand threw a punch at will.

Gu Xinghe was like a great enemy, his cold hair was upside down, and his body retreated sharply.

The punch of the thin old man was extremely weak and powerless in the eyes of onlookers, without any subtlety of martial arts, and it seemed that there was no half of the internal force contained in it. But only Gu Xinghe, who was on the other side, knew how terrifying this punch was.

This dry punch was struck, and there was only a fist shadow in his eyes.

Yes, not even the light is gone. The world in front of you is full of fists.

A dry punch, a thin punch, a punch everywhere.

Eight wildernesses and six combinations, the vast world, only this one punch.

I only have it in my eyes, but I can't stop it in my hands.

It seemed that he had been hit by tens of millions of punches in an instant, but in the eyes of onlookers, Gu Xinghe just stood still, and the thin fist was lightly imprinted on his chest.

Gu Xinghe was like being struck by lightning, his body flew directly out of the five zhang away, hit the wall, and then spit out a mouthful of blood, and his breath was sluggish.

His face was shocked, but he didn't care about his injuries, he didn't even care about wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he stretched out his right hand and trembled and pointed at the thin old man who looked like a demon to him, and he no longer had the same composure as before.

"Eight Desolation Liuhe Fist? This is Eight Desolation Liuhe Fist!"

"You...... Who the hell are you?"

The thin old man seemed satisfied that he recognized this punch, "It seems that over the years, although my ghost and hell sect have died, my prestige has not fallen. ”

"You ask me who I am, I am a man who should have died fifteen years ago. ”

The thin old man slowly stood up, and everyone was immersed in shock, and no one noticed that he was tall and extraordinary.

Although he was ragged, unkempt, and skinny, when he straightened his waist and put his hands behind his back, there was a surge of superiority.

Swallow the world, and the Quartet is king.

The ghosts are not right, and they are the only ones who are desolate.

"Who am I?"

"I am the head of the ghost and the underworld, and evil prevails over good!"