The Yu marmoset king was plotted by the vine spirit on the top of the mountain, out of anger, and actually said that he wanted to dig it up and eat it, which frightened Chen Xian, and was just about to speak to persuade him, but he saw that the Yu marmoset king had already begun to move, so he had to close his mouth and see how the Yu marmoset king acted.

Chen Xian's eyes were flowered, and the figure of the tamarin king disappeared from his eyes, and when he reappeared, he had reached a place directly above the top of the mountain for more than ten zhang, and he didn't know where to take out a palm-sized black flag, pointing to the mountain peak at his feet and shouting: "The mountain god listens to my orders, and it is forbidden to escape in the mountains!"

Hearing the order of the Yu Tamarin King, the corners of Chen Xian's mouth twitched, and he said in his heart that this mountain has been isolated from the world for I don't know how many thousands of years, and there was no mountain god at all when the god was sealed, who did the Yu Tamarin King give an order to?

Just when Chen Xian wondered if the Tamarin King was confused, he found that there was a yin wind blowing between heaven and earth.

The yin wind swirled, and in an instant it blew over the peak of more than 1,000 zhang high at the foot of the mountain, and the sand and dust rolled, sandwiched with green leaves, rolled up to the bottom of the mountain, and fell into the deep ravine between the two mountains.

The yin wind came and went in a hurry, and when Chen Xian looked again, he saw that on the mountain peak just now, the yellow light mountain shimmered, circle by circle, and the mountain peak was trapped.

After these yellow circles enveloped the mountain peaks, Chen Xian felt that the rocks of this mountain were much tighter, and they were shrouded in a strange aura. Intuitively, he felt that if he wanted to perform a retreat on this mountain now, he would hit his head and bleed.

"The mountain god listens to my orders, open!" When Chen Xian was surprised, King Yu shook the small black flag in his hand, pointed down, and shouted in his mouth.

As soon as the mouth of the Yu marmoset king opened, the Qianzhang mountain peak was cracked from it and divided into two.

"Huh!" Just as Chen Xian was thinking about why the Tamarin King Yu wanted to separate the mountain, he saw his figure flicker, and flew straight towards the crack.

"Ding Ding Ding ......" Just as Chen Xian was thinking about this, he saw the glow splashing in the cracks, and there was a continuous sound of metal collision.

Chen Xian's heart moved, and he flew to the top of the mountain in an instant, looked down into the crack, and saw the Yu Tamarin King wildly brandishing the ghost head knife, constantly chopping the two green vines in front of him.

Chen Xianxuan squinted his eyes and observed carefully, only to find that it was a pitch-black "person" who was fighting with the Yu Tamarin King, who was holding a pair of vines, like two whips, and kept whipping towards the Yu Tamarin.

The two long whips were held in the hands of the black man, like two spiritual snakes in the fog, parallel to each other, and the whip method was rigorous, so that the Yu Tamarin King could not approach.

The Tamarin King of Yu is nicknamed "the great sage who drives the gods", and driving the ghosts and gods is his specialty, which can be seen from the fact that he didn't know where to give the order to the mountain god just now. However, he drove the ghosts and gods to be the number one, and his martial arts were not very skillful, and in the face of the black man who was obviously just a golden immortal cultivator, he was forced to defend and not counterattack by the opponent's elusive double whip, which made Chen Xian shake his head again and again.

Seeing that the black man was covered in pitch black, with green hair all over his body, obviously in the shape of his body, Chen Xian muttered in his heart: Human form, this thing is not ginseng essence, but ginseng is funny and not vine-born?

"Do you want to help?" Seeing that it would be lively, seeing that the Tamarin King Yu couldn't get rid of the black man in a short time, Chen Xian had to ask out loud.

"Yes!" replied the Tamarin King without thinking.

"The two of us are both Taiyi Golden Immortals, and we have joined forces to bully a little black man in the late stage of the Golden Immortal, isn't this authentic?" Chen Xian asked with some hesitation.

And don't you underestimate this little black man, he doesn't know how many years he has lived in this Daiqi Immortal Mountain, although he doesn't know how to do the exercises, he swallows the aura of heaven and earth by instinct, and it is contaminated with the original breath of this mountain, and this mountain will have a strong blessing on it, not much weaker than us, I can't take it alone, come and help!"

"Okay!" The Tamarin King Yu said that the words of watching and helping each other were synonymous with fighting more and fighting less, and Chen Xian had nothing to say, so after agreeing, he immediately drew his sword to help and flank the little black man together.

Chen Xian launched an attack from behind the little black man, thinking that he could force the little black man to hurry for a while, and he didn't want the two green hairs on the other party's head to turn into two long whips and hit him.

The long sword that braved the true fire of the sun swung continuously, and with two "ding" sounds, the two long whips were swinged.

"This girl's strength has increased by at least thirty percent, is this the power of the mountain's blessing that the sixth brother said?" After the blow, Chen Xian couldn't help but be a little surprised.

Surprised to surprised, Chen Xian was not slow to start, and the flaming oolong sword stabbed forward, straight to the throat of the little black man.

"Woooo

"Dingding......

After more than ten hands, Chen Xian realized that this black man was difficult, and his two long whips made it superb, although he was one against two, but he was not defeated, and when he was speechless, once he was in a hurry, the little black man's green hair would be whipped down by the whip, and he would not give the two of them a chance to get close at all.

"Sixth brother, you retreat first, I'm going to make a big move!" After a long time of attacking, Chen Xian was annoyed, and after saying a word to the Tamarin King, the golden light on the oolong sword shone brightly, and a monster with black feathers on its back and black claws on its feet was wrapped in immeasurable sun true fire and rushed towards the black man.

The flames were raging, the void was twisted, and black juice was constantly rolling down from the peaks on both sides, and then vaporized in an instant, disappearing without a trace.

"Squeak squeak...... The oolong sword spirit attacked with immeasurable sun true fire, the black man screamed, and the four long whips quickly retracted, flying towards the mountain peak on the left side.

"Bump!" Seeing that the black man was about to burrow into the rocks, the mountain suddenly became yellow and bright, and it bounced away.

"Squeak!" Seeing that he could not escape back into the rocks, the black man screamed and flew to the bottom of the mountain.

"Where to escape!" The black man only dodged from the chase behind him, and a ghost-headed knife flew out from the side, and the evil slashed towards the neck very fiercely, until the moment the blade approached the body, the voice of the sneak attacker sounded in his ears.

Seeing this scene, Chen Xian quickly twisted his head to the side, pretending not to see the shameless sneak attack of the Tamarin King just now, but in his heart he was silently mourning for the black man, who was not good, but he provoked the sixth brother, a monkey who likes to beat and sneak attack, it is really pitiful.

"Bang!" the marmoset king's glittering ghost-headed knife slashed at the black man's neck, making only a muffled sound of slashing on a hardwood.

Chen Xian, who felt that the voice was wrong, hurriedly looked at the two, but saw that after the black man's neck was stabbed by the Yu Tamarin, it only revealed a deep gap.

"What a stiff neck!" said the Tamarin King with trembling hands holding up the Ghost Head Knife that bounced high, and praised with an incredible expression.