Many monks looked at the hall behind Niu Er in a daze, and a great coercion made people shudder and be terrified, especially the monks who had previously rejected the Witch God Sect, their faces were pale, and their hearts trembled.

Who would have thought that the three elders of the Wu clan, who came violently, would be fanned out like dogs, which was even more shocking than killing.

Where is there a hidden immortal or a Mahayana master, everyone is a little trembling, and their hearts are trembling.

"It's not an Immortal Ancestor. A hint of discoloration flashed in Yang Chong's eyes, and he said in a low voice, and the Feiyun Holy Maiden and the others nodded slightly.

"Yes, it should be a Mahayana senior, or a peerless master at the peak of the merger. Luo Qingyang's eyes were crystal clear, and his purple spirit flowed, as if he had seen the figure in the hall through the mountains.

As disciples of the Holy Sect, they had all had direct contact with the immortal ancestors in the sect, and they were quite familiar with the majesty of the immortals, especially the palm of that hand had not benefited from the slightest immortal qi, at most they were Mahayana monks.

"It's just a few old dogs, where do you need an immortal to help. ”

Niu Er smiled, looked up at the northwest sky, and said loudly: "The senior who has been hidden for a long time, do you say it, if you don't come to the rescue, I'm afraid those three wastes will die." ”

As soon as these words came out, the hearts of many monks were suddenly awe-inspiring, the pupils of the three little fairy kings shrank, but the Feiyun Holy Maiden was eyes flowing, looking at Niu Er flashing an inexplicable charm, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

Almost at the same time, a figure appeared out of thin air in the sky, and the vast momentum was overwhelming, sweeping the sky like a stormy wave, and a large cloud shattered. The sun and moon were dim, as if the appearance of that man had covered the entire universe.

It was an old man. The figure is burly, the face is rough and majestic, the long gray hair on the head is tied behind the head, the skin is crystal like jade, shining and shining, and the true qi between the hands and feet shakes the world like an ocean.

Wu Sheng, the second master of the martial arts. Except for the Mahayana peak ancestor who has been in retreat all year round, he is the strongest figure in the martial arts, and Niu Ershen faintly sensed someone peeping in his thoughts before. I didn't expect it to be this great god.

"Ancestor!"

More than a dozen god-transforming cultivators on the mountain looked excited, and the slap just now that slapped the three elders flew away, which was really shocking and almost made them collapse. At this moment, I saw Wu Sheng. I immediately found a support, and my heart was much more relaxed.

"It turned out that he was here, Brother Niu be careful. ”

Luo Qingyang frowned, I'm afraid I can't be good today, Wu Sheng has a perverse personality, unruly, and ruthless, and he will be retribution. Whoever is his enemy will not have a good end.

Niu Er's eyes narrowed slightly. From Wu Shou's memory, he also knew a little about this person, he was originally Wu Shou's father, but he was in charge of a clan, acted decisively, and used vicious methods, but anyone who was not conducive to the Wu clan was eradicated.

It's just that he has been in retreat for a long time all these years and has not walked in the world, so he is not famous, but he is a tricky character, but is it......

"Brother Luo doesn't have to worry, it's just a Mahayana, it's nothing. Niu Er smiled faintly and said carelessly.

Yang Chong and the others looked slightly stunned, and when they landed, they burst into a gleam, took a deep look at the hall behind Niu Er, and were silent.

At this time, Wu Sheng had already brought the three of Wukong up the mountain, and the miserable appearance was unbearable, the three of them almost turned into a puddle of flesh and mud, the flesh and blood were blurred, and they fell from mid-air, and there was no complete skin on the front body, and they were unrecognizable.

"Oh yes, the three seniors have to learn from my senior brother, I didn't expect to fight so much, I was crippled by accident, I really feel sorry for me, the seniors need pills to treat, I still have a high-quality strong pill, the seniors give them a drink." ”

Niu Er smiled and said teasingly, with a look of surprise on his face, and then took out a few black pills and held them in his hands, as if he was cutting meat in distress, and anyone who looked at it wanted to beat him.

Shi Yisong's eyes rolled, this master is really good at stimulating people, the effect of the strong pill is even disdainful of mortals, he dares to give it to the Mahayana master, this is obviously playing tricks on others.

Wu Sheng snorted coldly, his eyebrows were slightly raised, his face sank into the ancient well, the cold light appeared in his eyes, and suddenly an invisible qi gushed out, and the cold qi was like a cold winter day, and there was cold air bubbling in the cracks of the bones, making people feel like falling into an ice cellar.

"Junior, the old man doesn't care who is behind you, since you dare to hurt my Wu clan, you will not die, and you will never spare him, let him give the old man to get out and die, otherwise he will step on your Wushen Sect. ”

The sound roared, like a thunderclap in the sky, shaking the nine heavens and ten earths, all things were trembling, and the rolling sound and waves rolled up the clouds and smoke, spreading in all directions, and the power was terrifying.

All the monks retreated in horror, and their backs were dripping with cold sweat, this is a Mahayana monk, the ancestor of the sect, and it is not a problem to wash the Witch God Sect in a fit of anger, and no one can resist it.

Feng Sanding and the others were also trembling, their faces were pale, who would have thought that a small sect would be established in this remote place, and so many rights and wrongs would be born, and even alarmed the Mahayana ancestors of the Wu family, which is simply piercing the sky.

"Destroy the sect? ”

Niu Er's face was slightly gloomy, and he said coldly: "They came to my Witch God Sect's opening ceremony to talk nonsense, and the seniors didn't even ask at all, they wanted to destroy my sect, and the entire Wu Clan didn't have a reasonable person, and it was really a raccoon dog." ”

"Reasonable, you are not worthy, call out the person behind you, and let the old man see who is supporting you. ”

Wu Sheng snorted coldly, his right arm was raised suddenly, and his true qi surged, threatening and magnifying rapidly, like a mountain range across the sky, covering the sun and moon with his big hand, and slapping towards the highest hall of the Witch God Sect.

"Hey, Erlang, don't you recognize me?"

With a faint sigh, the sky suddenly darkened, the daylight was hazy, with a faint blood, the clouds covered the sky, and the whole dragon seemed to be quiet, turning from the scorching sun to the moonlight.

The cold wind blows, the ancient wood rattls, and an inexplicable smell pervades, like a fragrance and coolness, and there is a gloomy heart that makes everyone shudder, as if they are in another world.

Wu Sheng was suddenly startled, his body shook violently, his face changed wildly, as if he had seen a ghost, his body staggered back two steps, and he drank coldly: "What kind of person pretends to be a ghost, get out of the old man." ”

"Erlang, do you really not know me?"

The sound is curling, like a light smoke of disillusionment, ethereal and calm, accompanied by the howling of the yin wind, as if it is a call from hell, across time and space, making people creepy and scalp tingling.

Niu Er was also stunned, frowning and thinking hard, this seems to be a little different from the original plan, could it be a new formation made by Bi Fang?

At the same time, in a dense place in Panlong Mountain, there is an altar with a half-zhang square circle, on which all kinds of mysterious patterns are drawn, the blood is shining, and an old man with a blue nose and swollen face next to him cut his wrists and let out blood, grinning in pain.

Bi Fang stood on a strange rock, his little wings pointed hard, and shouted: "Old man, don't rub it off, hurry up for me, dare to sneakily approach my Wushen Sect, you are not a good person at first glance, and if you dare to delay time, this king will cook you in one fire." ”

On the other side, the eleven or twelve-year-old boy's big eyes were spinning, holding a broken fan in his hand, and he kept fanning the wind with a sad face.

With the infusion of the old man's blood, the altar emitted a faint red light, forming a vague portal above, and the cold aura suddenly burst into flames, and a call came from all directions.

Suddenly, the wind swirled, the ink clouds rolled, and the whole sky was black and oppressive, as if it was covered by a huge mountain, dull and depressing, making people feel irritable, and the distant mountains and forests swayed, as if countless figures were shaking, extremely weird.

Pop, dripping rain fell, smashing on the bluestone ground, making a crisp cracking sound.

"Oh my God, this rain is blood red!"

Suddenly, an exclamation broke the dull atmosphere, and everyone was taken aback, and hurriedly opened the protective body and looked around.

Sure enough, a drop of rain fell, the scarlet color was like blood, exuding a strange look, as clear as a jewel, the spiritual light was dense, and a faint fishy smell came to the face, which made people sick.

"Panlong Mountain hasn't been so lively for a long time, Erlang, did you come to see me?"

The cold voice, tender and lingering, as if there are indescribable resentments and constant thoughts, heartfelt and unspeakable, all feelings are integrated into that soft sigh.

Wu Sheng's face became more and more ugly, he was blue, his teeth were clenched, his eyes were red, and he suddenly shouted: "Who?

"Look, there's anyone there. Suddenly, someone screamed, and everyone looked in the direction, and they were startled and gasped.

A curling white shadow came in the rain of blood, holding a paper umbrella in his hand, his black hair was fluttering, his clothes were disheveled, and there were dozens of huge wounds on his body, the flesh and blood were turned over, revealing the white bones, and there was a huge palm print on his chest, which ran through the front and back, and the broken heart inside could be seen.

"This ...... Who is this?"

The fluttering figure, as if a ghost came from a distant world, everyone was terrified, trembling, it was difficult for anyone to catch her breath, like a shadow, without the slightest vitality and true qi, just so gently volleyed on foot, as if walking on the ground.

Click!

A thunderbolt pierced the sky, and the heavens and the earth suddenly lit up, followed by a brief light, allowing people to see the faces of the comers.

The delicate face, the eyes are like ink, the eyebrows are curved, like a hibiscus out of the water, clear and beautiful out of the dust, not stained by the chaos of the world, quietly wandering between heaven and earth, just waiting for the arrival of that person.

"Erlang, I've been waiting for you for a thousand years, why did you come today?" (To be continued......)