"Compared with our origins, I believe that Taoist friends should care more about this thing. ”

Qiao Yuan saw that the old man Lark finally stopped, and also stopped a hundred feet away, and said with a slight smile.

Naturally, these words would not satisfy him, and the old man snorted coldly and said, "The old man doesn't know this thing, you have recognized the wrong person." ”

Qiao Yuan knew that this old guy was not a fuel-efficient lamp, thought about it, and continued to speak: "The number one killer organization in Nantai, there are eight elder-level figures in the shadows, and their status lies above the six halls, each of them is a Tianzi killer who is not headed by the dragon, and the name of the Taoist friend is Skylark, it is one of these eight elders, why don't you want to admit it?"

After hearing these words, the old man Skylark's eyes were dark and uncertain, but his heart made waves again.

Shadow is a killer organization, mystery is its foundation, if the internal structure is found out, then it will not be far from extinction, so until now, it can be known that there are eight elders in the shadow organization, and there are six halls under the elders, and only the high-level leaders within the organization, as well as a few sect forces of the Taishang Elders, at the moment, these two people are obviously not their own people, and their cultivation has not reached the soul realm, so why do they know so many secrets about the shadow.

He didn't know that Qiao Yuan's entanglement with the Shadow had started since the Qi Refining Period, and not long ago, he had reached a consensus with their leader, Lian Yue, and had lived in a valley with Yuechan for a period of time, how could he know less about the secrets of the Shadow.

"Who is Your Excellency?" At this moment, the old man of the lark already had a killing intention in his heart, before he fled because there was no need to fight with the two in front of him, but now whether it was because of the fishing net spirit weapon, or the person in front of him knew too much about the secret of the shadow, in his heart, he was already a damned person.

Keenly aware of the other party's killing intention, Qiao Yuan smiled inwardly, it is definitely not okay to ask this kind of old guy who does not eat oil and salt, but once he takes the initiative, the other party's speed and cautious attitude of escaping make Qiao Yuan very headache, so it is best to provoke the old guy's killing intention.

"Does it matter who I am?" Qiao Yuan replied with a faint smile.

"It's really not very important, because you ...... Soon to be a dead man. At the moment when he said this, the old man of the lark immediately disappeared in place, and then, a phantom suddenly appeared above Qiao Yuan's head, stretching out a big hand and pressing towards his heavenly spirit.

Qiao Yuan's pupils shrank suddenly, this kind of shooting speed is worthy of being a top killer of Tianzihao, even if an ordinary Yuanying Great Perfection monk can't dodge it without warning.

But Qiao Yuan was already vigilant in his heart, and almost the moment the phantom appeared, he stretched out his right hand to meet it.

At the same moment, a big hand also came out of his back, pressing towards the back of his heart, but Qiao Yuan didn't have the slightest worry at all, beside him, there was also Ling Wanchen, the two had the same mind, and the cooperation was even more tacit, and before that palm fell, it was shattered by Ling Wanchen's wave of his hand.

In the distance, the figure of the old man of the lark appeared again, his expression was very solemn, just by virtue of the tentative move just now, he could conclude that the strength of each of these two people was not weaker than himself, but he was born as a killer, what kind of task he did not take, what kind of opponent he had not encountered, that is, he cultivated to a figure that was much higher than himself, he had successfully assassinated, and there was no intention of retreating at the moment.

It's just that he is scheming, and his surface is just the opposite of his heart, revealing a look of fruitless sneak attack and helpless escape, turning around and galloping away into the distance.

The corners of Qiao Yuan's mouth hooked up a sneer, and he glanced at Ling Wanchen, and the two chased after each other.

This time, the speed of the three of them was almost exerted to the limit, bringing out three distorted rainbow lights in the night sky, like meteors piercing the sky.

"Hmph, although these two people have a high level of cultivation, they are two hairy dolls with little experience, so they are not to be afraid. ”

Seeing Qiao Yuan and Ling Wanchen chasing after him at full speed, the old man was overjoyed, reached out and took out two small figures made of straw from his arms, bit the tip of his tongue, sprayed a mouthful of essence blood upwards, and then threw them towards the ground.

In this process, Qiao Yuan didn't find out, in fact, he had already guessed that this old guy was calculating himself, and the reason why he was still chasing after Ling Wanchen separately was also to deliberately sell his flaws one by one, and calculate against him.

Suddenly, the two straw men that fell to the ground transformed into old larks at the moment when Qiao Yuan and Ling Wanchen flew by, and shot a palm and a claw at each of them.

They hadn't noticed that the straw man had been ambushed in advance, and they were also shocked when they were suddenly attacked at this moment, and they quickly reacted, and each used their own means to block that palm and claw.

Unexpectedly, the old man of the lark transformed by the straw man was not half a point weaker than the strength of his deity, and one palm and one claw were equivalent to the full force of the monk of the late Yuan Infant period.

It's just that he still underestimated the strength of Qiao Yuan and Ling Wanchen, and the full force of the late Yuan Infant Cultivator's blow only slowed down the speed of the two of them slightly, and there was no damage at all.

Seeing this scene from a distance, the old man of the lark suddenly became cold, gritted his teeth and shouted in a deep voice: "Explosion!"

As soon as the word came out, the two straw figures exploded in an instant, and their power was enough to be equivalent to the self-detonation of the early Yuan Infant monk, even if Qiao Yuan and Ling Wanchen were very strong, but at such a close distance, it was still difficult to avoid in time, and they had to take out their own defensive magic weapons to resist.

The sound of roaring echoed in the night sky, and two sparks of white light exploded in an instant in the dark night, which were still clearly visible even after a hundred miles apart.

The old man smiled coldly, his whole body was in full cultivation, he turned around and went straight to Qiao Yuan and Ling Wanchen, he believed that under this level of self-explosion, even if Qiao Yuan and Ling Wanchen did not die, they were afraid that they would not be lightly injured, and if they didn't make a fatal blow at this time, they would wait for when.

The bright white light covered everything, illuminating a radius of dozens of miles as if it were day, and the old man of the lark was less than a hundred feet away from the center of the explosion with a murderous intention, when his eyelids suddenly jumped, and a bad premonition came to his heart.

This is the instinct of a professional killer, who has saved his life several times in danger, and the old man of the lark stares at him, and without thinking, he quickly retreats backwards.

It's a pity that he was still a step too late, and at the moment when he retreated, a figure in the white light rushed out like a ghost, a pair of eyes flashed purple, and two silver crescents replaced the black pupils, which looked extremely demonic.

This technique is exactly what Qiao Yuan has never used since his cultivation to get the Moon Shadow Twin Pupil, the Phantom Trace, attacking the enemy by surprise, and one fatal move.

The moment the old man of the lark met his eyes, whether it was intuition or experience, he told him that the situation was not good, and sure enough, in the next breath, his vision and divine consciousness blurred at the same time, and dozens of Qiao Yuan appeared around him, real and false, illusory, difficult to distinguish.

In such a trance, Ling Wanchen quickly made a move, and a heavy punch came from his back, and the sound of clicking sounded, the bones of the old man of the lark were almost completely shattered, most of his internal organs collapsed, and Yuan Ying was even imprisoned in the dantian, unable to escape.

This is still Qiao Yuan's advice to spare his life, otherwise, with Ling Wanchen's terrifying physical strength, I am afraid that one punch can smash this old guy's bones and bones, and his soul will be scattered.