Push back your opponents, and the way out is in sight.

However, the great monk still felt that it was a dream, and he was still a little confused, the original death, and the sudden way of life.

How can you not be surprised?

The two fled along the mountain behind the ancient temple and ran wildly all the way.

The great monk also swallowed the earth-level golden medicine when he appeared on the night of the funeral, and his injuries recovered well.

The mentality has also changed, before it was a day when a monk hit the clock for a day, how long can he live.

But now it's different, because the funeral night is coming, and this family has its own cheapness that can make you have a toothache, and there is also natural good luck that can make you desperate.

The great monk is looking forward to living, looking forward to a good show, and looking forward to a great performance on the night of the funeral.

The mountains behind the ancient temple are rugged and rocky, the ancient pines are in the sky, and from time to time there are gusts of cold wind blowing, and I feel that there are ghosts!

The man in black is like a heel worm that can't be shaken off, he is very fast, his stamina is also very good, and he always keeps a distance from the great monk.

"Is there a way to get rid of them?" the great monk was a little flustered!

Funeral Night thought for a while and said, "Yes!"

The great monk just smiled, and before he had time to laugh, his face stiffened again, because the funeral night suddenly accelerated, and he disappeared.

Only gave him a resolute back.

Yes!

You have a way to get rid of them because you're fast!

But you haven't even thought about me! Speed is really not good at poor monks, is it?

The great monk was heartbroken, and most of the flame of hope that had just been ignited was extinguished!

This minute, he ...... I want to kill someone, but it's not a behind me, it's a funeral night that disappears!

But he can only think about it, to relieve his anger, the great monk has no way, and he doesn't stop, he is still trying to catch up, even if the target is just a face of dust.

Honka turned into an afterimage, constantly pulling behind him, the great monk never thought that he could run so fast, but he couldn't run anymore.

The man in black behind him was still chasing, the distance was still narrowing, and the great monk was still cursing.

Passing through the pine forest, there is an open field in front of you, green pastures, strange rocks, and glittering stones.

At that time, the setting sun was shining in this direction.

The stone is not natural, but moved, and you can see it from the traces on it.

And also...... Why are there shiny stones, and why does it feel familiar?

It's a formation, it's a formation!

The great monk rejoiced, and he was not disappointed, because the brother he thought had not abandoned him.

He ran in front, not greedy for life and afraid of death, but prepared for the battlefield.

Yes, since you decided to make a move, is it possible to back down?

The great monk shook his head, very sure, because the funeral night was not this kind of person.

Although the man in black also found the anomaly, he didn't care, this road, at least so far, except for the great monk and the uninvited guest, no third enemy has been found.

Even if there are tricks, even if there is a backhand, but so what, they can still turn the sky upside down!

Pursue!

Kill!

This is the mission of the Men in Black, and the only goal!

They followed the footprints of the great monk in pursuit, and the rocks were in front of them, and there were several crystal stones in each pile of stones, which sparkled in the afterglow of the setting sun, and were very dazzling.

The market for crystal is very good, the market is very hot, and various forces are buying.

But that alone doesn't attract the men in black, who seem to look down on this little money.

Then, under the pile of rubble, bronze equipment appeared, not the inferior kind, but the top-level bronze equipment.

There are gloves, there are rings, there are necklaces, there are daggers, there are knives, more and more.

Even, they found a silver-level eyebrow stick not far away!

Oh my God, is this a lost treasure?

The man in black was shocked by everything in front of him, his mind was blank, there was no task, there was no great monk, and there was only wealth in front of him!

They believe that the great monk is shedding his shell in the golden cicada, using wealth to delay time.

But these things are really fascinating, and they are really irresistible!

The man in black at the head stopped, and more than twenty subordinates also stopped, this is an extremely disciplined team, as long as the leader does not speak, even if there is a mountain of gold in front of them, they will not reach out to push.

The subordinates are like this, but the leader will not be like this, because he thinks about different levels, and he cares more about the interests that can be obtained.

Not just individuals, but also their own teams.

The black-clothed man led by him finally raised his hands, and when he put them down forcefully, the other black-clothed men began to quickly disperse, targeting the equipment scattered everywhere.

The leader of the men in black also reached out and grabbed the silver-level eyebrow stick.

Next to a stone pile they didn't notice, there was no equipment anywhere, but there were people, it was the night of the funeral!

He raised his hand, and a dazzling array of equipment suddenly appeared around him, and a formation diagram suddenly appeared in his hand.

"Nine Palace Array, Activate!"

Before the fingertips of the black-clothed man at the head touched the Qi Mei stick, the sky suddenly darkened, the earth suddenly disappeared, and the subordinates were gone, and even the Qi Mei stick within reach was gone.

It's a boundless nothingness, a loneliness that can make you suffer for a century every minute that passes.

But it was too late, from the moment they entered the rubble!

The scorching flames, the cool breeze through the bones, one moment is a sea of fire, the next is an iceberg.

All the men in black launched a fierce attack at this moment, and eleven of them had already stepped into the realm of fame, even if they had just stepped in, but they were also heroes!

The qualitative difference determines the different attacks.

There were several pieces of bronze equipment of slightly inferior quality that shattered directly and turned to ashes.

The formation is counterattacked, and the invisible energy hits in waves, even if it is absorbed by the equipment, even if it is absorbed by the chaotic stone, even if it is absorbed by the crystal stone.

But there is still a small amount of output that slips through the net, taking advantage of the gap and falling directly on the funeral night.

Burst!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the funeral night felt like the world was spinning, feeling dizzy, the true qi began to be disordered, and the blood qi began to boil.

It's a feeling like it's about to explode.

In front of him, there were also a slight cracks, and the edges of each crack were like scorched, yellowing and blackening!

"Careless, I didn't expect the other party to be so strong!" Funeral Night regretted a little, this kind of move was indeed reckless.

But the wood is already in the boat, and it is too late to regret it.

He could only grit his teeth and persevere, trying his best to manipulate the formation map and manipulate the formation.

The funeral night used himself as the eye of the formation, he was used to operating, and he was used to holding all the initiative firmly in his hands.

I don't know when it started, and the funeral night found that the feeling of the formation energy passing through the body was very refreshing.

It's like a hundred tempered into steel, like a thousand tempered.

After each tempering, his physique and even his true qi will change, which is an alternative practice.

But at the same time, he also has to take risks, because once the formation collapses, he will also die with it, and there will be no room for maneuver at all.

The hot poison of the black snake and the cold poison of the ice silkworm shuttle back and forth like the poles of yin and yang, one after the other, and they are all in the second vein.

The face of the funeral night is also changing, sometimes red, sometimes pale, constantly alternating, constantly rotating.

(End of chapter)