Da Kunlun Xu, Lingyun Pavilion, the pen elder is skillful, and his posture is very elegant to cook a pot of fine tea. The fragrance of tea overflowed, causing the Elder of the Back Sword who was sitting on the side to swallow his saliva.

"You sent that handsome boy to the Mountain of Grievances?" said the pen elder as he handed over the tea.

Hearing this, the outstretched hands of the Sword Elder paused there.

"You really suspected me for a long time! Tell me that day that Jun Boy has been included in your top ten list, did you deliberately ring the bell for me?"

Elder Pen let out a long sigh, "You're the fifth person to hear me ask this question tonight. ”

"You're lying to me?" the Elder with the Sword was furious at first, and then showed an incredulous expression.

"Do you really believe that he will give you that desperately snatched treasure as a reward?" asked the Elder Pen with a smile, but his smile was sarcastic.

The Elder of the Back Sword was shocked, and his face immediately turned pale.

"So he approached you before me, but you refused? ”

The sword elder's heart fluctuated, that person's words really couldn't be believed, but he was greedy for it, so he actually believed it like that, but now it seems to be too late, and he can't turn back.

"Let's make a bet!" said the Elder Pen suddenly.

"Bet on what?"

"If Jun Boy can come back safely from the Mountain of Grievances this time, you promise me not to embarrass him in the future. ”

"How is that possible?" "The Elder of the Back Sword was so shocked that he almost jumped up, "How can the sacrifice sent to the mouth of that thing be safe, even if it really returns, is that person still him?"

The pen elder smiled and did not answer.

As long as he comes back safely, I won't have the courage to do anything to embarrass him, and it's a big deal to find that failed product. ”

The Sword Elder flickered in his eyes.

On the Mountain of Grievances, the five members of the Corpse Chase Sect are happily counting today's harvest, one hundred and eight green-haired zombie cores, each of which can be divided into twenty, and there are more than that.

"One hundred and eight, haha, this number is auspicious, just the number of heaven and earth. ”

Miao Miaomu yelled excitedly.

However, before a few people came, a hoarse voice came from beside them, "It's very auspicious, the number of heaven and earth is just right to summon the ghost king." ”

"What person?" Several people were startled, but they turned their heads but couldn't find anyone who spoke.

"Underground?" Hua Wuyi reminded.

As soon as the words fell, I heard a bang, and a figure came out of the soil.

Red-haired, blue-faced and fanged, this thing is clearly not human.

"Flying Yaksha, a Flying Yaksha who can only speak human words?" Miao Miaomu exclaimed, instinctively taking a few steps back.

Hearing this, the faces of the rest of the people changed drastically, and they all prepared to defend.

Flying Yaksha sneered: "As far as your little Taoism is concerned, it is usually good to find one or two green hairs, but today it has attracted so many at once, haven't you ever been suspicious?"

"Ah!" Miao Miaomu's face suddenly turned red, and suddenly turned pale.

"Are you saying that someone has already set up a formation here, and our efforts are only to help you activate this formation?" Miao Miaomu's teeth gritted.

Hua Wuyi was taken aback, if there was a formation here, how could his wandering god's eyes not be able to detect it? Suddenly, his heart moved, yes, the soil quality of this place was strange, and they couldn't find it when they escaped into the soil.

"Boy," Flying Yaksha suddenly turned his gaze to Hua Wuyi, "I was ordered to come and take you back." ”

Then he glanced at the rest of the people: "You guys, you can get out!"

Miao Miaomu was suddenly furious, "Who do you say to let go? It is true that your cultivation is profound, but the six of us join forces, and we may not have the strength to fight." ”

"Shut up!" Lei Fu Youth turned his head and glanced deeply at Hua Wuyi.

"We don't know each other, and it's not my sect's style to risk our lives for someone we don't know. ”

"Let's go!" he took the lead and left.

Miao Miaomu wanted to say something, but he was covered by a person next to him.

The footsteps faded away, but the Flying Yaksha still didn't mean to do anything.

"You don't seem to be afraid at all?" asked Flying Yaksha.

Hua Wuyi sneered, "But when you said this, I knew you were scared. ”

After that, people move.

I saw that Hua Wuyi's body suddenly rushed straight out, and a black sword burst out from the sword in his right hand at the same time.

He moved too fast, and the fast sword was like lightning in the night.

The lightning slashed, tearing the night in half, and the body of the Flying Yaksha was cut in half.

Immediately after, Hua Wuyi touched the half of the corpse with one hand, forcibly absorbing the demonic vitality with disgust.

After a while, the Zhuxian Sword only recovered an inch.

"It's so difficult, why don't you come to a big one? It seems that the Blood Ghost is really scared by the Terran Emperor. ”

"You guessed it was me!" another hoarse voice came from the earth.

"I can't guess it, I just saw it!" Hua Wuyi didn't look back, but the sword in his hand suddenly flew out by itself, choked, and plunged straight into the ground.

There was a roar from beneath the ground, followed by a sudden pause as if it had been pinched by the throat.

The roar turned into an angry roar, "Impossible, the rootless soil of the Ancestor can block all the penetration of the Yuan Qi, how can you detect the existence of the Ancestor and me." ”

With a choking sound, Hua Wuyi withdrew his sword and said to himself: "It's really troublesome, why are they puppet clones one by one." It seems that you are really scared to death. ”

"You're deliberately provoking the Ancestor!"

"I don't want to anger you, I just want to kill you. Hua Wuyi knew in his heart that it would take some time for this person to summon the clone over, and it would take some time for him to find out his location.

So the two of them gossip without a word.

That ancestor actually regretted it in his heart, in the Golden Crow World, both of them were only cultivators in the foundation building period, and it was okay if they lost to him in the fight.

But back in the original world, this kid is so terrifying, the black sword is really powerful, and he wasted his puppet clone of Yuan Ying and a product in vain.

"Hey, hey, okay. Suddenly, he felt a sensation in his heart.

However, as soon as the words fell, I saw a black sword strike like thunder.

Bang, the doppelganger of the ancestor was pierced by a sword and pierced the heavenly spirit cover.

"Where to run?" Hua Wuyi will be in full swing with the Qi Imperial Sword, only to hear a sound, the sword chased away, but the ancestor disappeared strangely.

"Or did you run away?" Hua Wuyi couldn't help muttering.

However, there was another sound like a night owl.

"Ancestor, I'm here to kill you, how can I just leave like that?"