Hou Dezhu looked out through the window with the cold wind with his hands behind his back, and suddenly there was an earth-shattering roar in the distance, followed by a burst of endless resentment in the Jedi.

The thick and resentful black qi of this calm seemed to be injected with a tyrannical soul, and the clouds were like demon clouds, covering the only red glow at the west end of the heaven and earth, and there was no trace of light in the land in an instant.

A sense of wind and rain covered the dilapidated wooden house, and Mao Zhenhuang's ears, who were smearing his body with medicinal powder, seemed to be immersed in the terrible sound of the wind.

This wind is galloping from far and near, but as soon as Mao Zhenhuang raised his head, there was a loud bang!

The already dilapidated wooden door was directly slapped on the weak wall by the roaring wind, and Mao Zhenhuang was frightened, and the healing medicine in his hand almost fell and scattered all over the ground.

In the sky, miserable green clouds began to appear, one by one, as if countless dragons were mixed together, churning, merging, and colliding, and then a thunderbolt broke through the sky, and the land of the swinging light was then illuminated into a dark green color, followed by countless miserable green lightning bolts piercing the dark night, and accompanied by endless terrifying ghost howls that pierced the heavens and the earth.

In an instant, it rained a quiet black rain!

Hou Dezhu knows that he is in harmony!

The three immortal souls who would never have met crashed into everything, and the land that had been calm for eight hundred years was no longer at peace, and even more so, the upper three sects would be anxious because of this black rain.

And Hou Dezhu, who was focused on the outside of the house, was listening to Mao Zhenhuang's bamboo tube pouring beans, and there were only five words in his heart.

The appearance of delphinium boring is proof!

He didn't believe that Shaotiansi's appearance had nothing to do with those two bald heads, and he didn't believe in the other party's so-called Luomon Sect and the loud Taoist trumpet.

And only the six palaces in the world dare to overturn the three sects as their own goal, and they are happy to do it.

And that's three hundred years!

Grunt..... Gollum.....

A low sound interrupted Hou Dezhu's concentration, and he glanced back behind him.

"That senior, there is..... Eat?"

Mao Zhenhuang looked at Hou Dezhu embarrassedly with his big belly, he was really hungry!

When he came to this place, there was such a great god of Huayang Tianzong, Mao Zhenhuang had unprecedented peace of mind, how to say that he was also from the Guanlou Sect, and the Guanlou was originally subordinate to the Huayang Tianzong, he knew that as long as he hid in this small broken wooden house, there would be no danger to his life.

And the other party is looking at the relationship between the sect and the sect, and it is impossible to kick him out.

In addition to the other party's healing medicine is surprisingly good, the place where the medicine powder is applied is itchy all over the body, that is, the most serious waist injuries have begun to scab, and there is no need to worry about life, plus the injury is getting better, Mao Zhenhuang's belly, which has relaxed all his body, growled.

And then he remembered that he hadn't eaten since he entered the swing, and he didn't know how long it had been here.

Hou Dezhu stared at this fat man for a long time, and then said to him: "The old man has not eaten or drunk here for ten years, and you really don't have any food to eat." ”

Mao Zhenhuang sighed after hearing this, Jin Dan does have this ability, but he can't do it! Even the foundation building period has not yet arrived, and the sentence that people are iron and rice is steel still has to be obtained for him.

"But ......"

"Senior! But what?"

Mao Zhenhuang listened to the other party's words, and his eyes suddenly lit up with a little disappointment.

You can have no rice, and you can nibble on some elixir!

A cultivator of this kind of cultivation, the bottle of healing medicine that he casually threw over just now was like an immortal elixir to him, if he was throwing some elixir that the other party didn't care about......

Mao Zhenhuang didn't dare to imagine it at all, and when he looked at Hou Dezhu, he was even more expectant.

"Five hundred steps behind this hut, there is a stone wall, and behind the wall there is a pool, and if I remember correctly, there should be some wild fruit in the pool, but in these five hundred steps there should be more than a hundred living corpses wandering on the road. ”

Hou Dezhu's voice speaking to Mao Zhenhuang was not mixed with any emotion, the meaning was obvious, he was really hungry and couldn't stand it by himself, so he didn't have the courage to stand up.

Mao Zhenhuang looked up at Hou Dezhu after listening to the other party's words, then lowered his head and glanced at his back injury again, and pressed it with his hand, after making sure that it had been itching, he grabbed his short horizontal knife and stood up with his fat body, and said to him with a smile: "I'll go for the senior, the junior is really hungry." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Mao Zhenhuang stepped out of the door and walked without a trace of hesitation.

The other party's simply looked at Hou Dezhu stunned!

Mao Zhenhuang's grinning expression disappeared after leaving the wooden house, and he stretched out his fat palm to catch the black rain in the sky, and the raindrops that were the size of beans turned into a black smoke in the blink of an eye when they were poured between the palms, but there was no rain on his hands.

The other party has a purpose!

He Mao Zhenhuang didn't know the purpose at all.

has been rotten in the northwest of Liang for so many years, and he has lived with his own agility, and he knows what the other party is saying at a glance.

Are you talking about how much is a Bigu Dan?

Kill ten Xuanyang Crystals!

He Mao Zhenhuang may be a little bit of Xuanjing, but a monk at least in the Jindan stage is estimated to be able to throw out a few thousand pieces at will, and besides, how can he not have a few of these consumables on his cultivation.

It's a multiple-choice question!

There are only two options.

If he chooses to stay in the wooden house, the other party will not do anything to him, he is really hungry, and whether the other party can take him out of this peerless domain also depends on his mood.

But the other party wants to see him get this food, and wants him to make a second choice.

The other person's eyes are the right answer.

Since you want to see it, I'll show it to you!

A sevenfold destiny, a minimum of the golden pill period, Mao Zhenhuang, who was poor and jingling, felt that he had nothing that he could not see, and he felt that he had nothing worth thinking about the other party.

If he wants to rely on the other party to get out of this swinging Jedi, at least he has to do a little to make the other party happy!

This may be the sorrow of low cultivation, but he has no choice, the cruel immortal cultivation world is like this.

There is no thick resentment in the eyes to block the vision, although the black rain from the sky is raising endless black smoke on the earth, but the sight is much stronger than when he climbed the mountain, plus the miserable green lightning that crosses the sky from time to time, you can vaguely see the stone wall that Hou Dezhu said.

Looking at the few pairs of green eyes not far away, Mao Zhenhuang knew that this trip was good, and he would be able to go through it, and the crown in his hand would definitely be able to fit into his stomach, but when he arrived at the pool, he would also be surrounded by a group of living corpses chasing him behind him, and the way back was not so good, if it was the state before the mountain, he had the confidence to walk two times back and forth at a distance of a thousand steps, but at this time his state seemed to be desperate.

Tightening the crown in his hand, Mao Zhenhuang, who was not yet well-organized, pulled off a strip of cloth from the sparse Taoist robe, wrapped his hand with the knife, and pasted the last magic talisman on his leg and stomach, and stepped out.

Hou Dezhu watched this person run towards the pool he was talking about, and a comment popped up in his mind.

Superior mind!

The other party saw through his expectations at a glance, and he was at the end of the crossbow, but he still had to break into this Longtan tiger's den, and his courage was also commendable.

But Hou Dezhu's original intention was not to let him die at all, but the words that the two asked Mao Zhenhuang when they met.

How could a little monk of the Sevenfold Destiny Pass come here alive!

But Mao Zhenhuang would have mistaken his intentions and said that he fell from the sky.

And Hou Dezhu's purpose in asking him to get that food at this time was to see why this person was not overwhelmed by resentment and lived until now.

"The Guanlou Sect seems to have buried a seedling. ”

Hou Dezhu looked at Mao Zhenhuang, who had already broken into the stone wall, and said to himself.

Having a mind, courage, courage, and even more ruthlessness is such a weak cultivation for some reason.

Roar!

Hiss~

Hiss~~~

........

There was a loud roar from heaven and earth, and seven ghost roars echoed in response to the land of the swinging mang, instantly interrupting Hou Dezhu's attention on Mao Zhenhuang's body.

Turning his head towards the roar, a golden pillar of light pierced into the sky and was as thick as a tree.

Hou Dezhu had a pair of overcast eyes, and through the golden light, he could see a huge demon with three heads and six arms roaring at the pillar of heaven and earth light.

There are monks above the Jindan stage who are dead!

This is the sign of the death of monks above the Jindan period, the pillar of heaven and earth.

Dust returns to dust, soil returns to earth, Taoism returns to nature, and all self-cultivation returns to heaven and earth.

"Who!"

Hou Dezhu took a closer look at this golden pillar of heaven and earth qi.

It's fine!

It doesn't seem to be the Heaven and Earth Qi Pillar of the Transformation Stage, which also proves that it is not the person who calls himself Daosheng, but just a monk in the Jindan Period.

Hou Dezhu didn't look at it after paying attention to it, and turned his head to look at Mao Zhenhuang.

It doesn't matter who dies here, because sooner or later someone will die, and that's just the first one.

The three immortal souls have merged their souls, and at this time they are summoning the seven souls, and when the three souls and seven souls are recombined into a complete true soul, that is, when the ancient corpse under the immortal tree of the divine peach explodes, it is the moment when the calamity of Zhongzhou begins.

At that time, there may be more people who will die, and the cultivation of dead monks will also be higher, and the thick pillars of heaven and earth qi may even be connected to a bare ground for several months.

And he had already sent the news of the chaos here to the three sects, and the only purpose of staying here was to wait for this group of people to come, and now nothing here had anything to do with him.

Because at this time, everything was beyond his ability.