The middle-aged monk, with a shocked face, stared at Chu Ye for a long time, and said in a deep voice: "Fellow Daoist, today's matter can be regarded as reckless, so it's okay, kill that little monk, I will only take the jade slip, and I can do without the rest of his body!"

The middle-aged monk had already made concessions, and he felt deeply jealous of the magical power that Chu Ye had used before, but he also had some doubts in his heart if Chu Ye was just trying to scare him away, so he used all his strength to strike at the beginning.

The young monk's face was cloudy, he looked at the two of them, and finally looked at Chu Ye, gritted his teeth and said: "Fellow Daoist, this jade slip records many hidden treasures in this barren and void land, if Daoist friend helps me kill this person, this jade slip, I will share it with Daoist!"

When the middle-aged monk heard this, his face suddenly changed, and he shouted: "Look for death!" When the words fell, he stepped out, and that step seemed to cross the distance, and suddenly came to about ten zhang in front of the young monk, and with a wave of his big hand, a black aura rushed towards the young monk.

The black breath was extremely strange, and in the middle of the flight, it turned into a long snake as black as ink, like lightning, and seemed to blend into the surrounding void in an instant.

"Go!"

With a low shout, the thing in his hand suddenly flashed out, it was a shield, and the moment it flew out, it spread out, turning into a barrier, blocking the long snake that was as black as ink.

Looking at the shield, Chu Ye showed a hint of surprise, this shield turned out to be another treasure, not a spiritual weapon, it belonged to the ancients, it should be an ancient treasure!

The middle-aged monk's face also changed, revealing an extremely greedy look, and he said in a deep voice: "Little monk, it seems that you have a lot of treasures here, presumably all brought to you by that jade slip, right?"

"Hmph, so what?" said the young monk, snorting coldly.

"Yes, that's true, it's really heaven helping the old man, how about this, little monk, if you give the jade slip to the old man, the old man will not only keep you safe in this barren and void land, but also promise you to allow you to hunt for treasures with the old man, how about it?" The middle-aged monk stared at the young monk calmly and said lightly.

When the young monk heard this, he pondered for a moment, and was about to speak, but Chu Ye said slowly: "Chu Mou said, you didn't give Chu an explanation for the previous matter, so today, don't go!"

The young monk was interrupted by Chu Ye, and when he heard what Chu Ye said, he showed a hint of surprise, and looked at the middle-aged man and made his own decision.

"Tell you, I'm not going to give you the jade slip, you're going to die of this heart, hmph, if it weren't for my fast escape and I had already been killed by you, who knows, if I cooperated with you, would you be uneasy and kind?" After the young monk finished speaking, he glanced at Chu Ye worriedly and said, "Daoyou, you, are you really sure to deal with him?"

Chu Ye didn't speak, just stared at the old man, patted the storage bag, and suddenly summoned a mirror, shouting: "Lock!"

In an instant, the mirror flew out and turned into four light curtains, enveloping the middle-aged monk in it, the middle-aged monk was stunned for a moment, and found that he had been imprisoned in a magic weapon, and immediately snorted coldly, and said: "The little monk in the early stage of the god transformation dares to lock the old man, what a joke!"

When the words fell, he waved his big hand, and a black gas filled the air, turning into a long sword, and shouted: "Break it for the old man!!"

One after another black qi rushed out, the sword qi was permeated, and it slashed on the lock dragon mirror, with a click, cracks appeared in the lock dragon mirror, seeing this scene, Chu Ye's brows furrowed, and his face became even more gloomy.

The young monk looked at the broken dragon lock mirror, his face changed, and his heart was a little abrupt, he suddenly regretted standing with Chu Ye, but since the incident had happened, naturally there was no possibility of repentance, he could only hope that Chu Ye could kill this person.

glanced back and found that although Chu Ye frowned slightly, his face was not the slightest worried, which made him a little relieved and confident!

Chu Ye stared at the middle-aged Taoist priest in the Lock Dragon Mirror, groaned, stepped out, and with a movement of his heart, the Annihilation Sword appeared in his hand, and the moment the Annihilation Sword appeared, Chu Ye's combat power instantly increased by 500,000, and at the same time, a vicious aura permeated, making Fang Yuan a hundred feet and fall into a demonic aura.

This scene made the young monk's whole body tremble, and he looked at Chu Ye's eyes with a trace of fear, as for the middle-aged monk, his eyes flashed at this moment, and when he saw the Heavenly Annihilation Sword in Chu Ye's hand, he showed a hint of haste, and then turned into greed.

"Hahaha, good sword, this sword is good, the old man wants it!" roared, his right hand slapped forward, and suddenly the black gas filled his hand, making his right hand covered with ink-black runes, those lines, extremely simple, a vicissitudes of life, emanating from above.

When Wolf Han saw the pitch-black rune, his face changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "It's not right, that rune is the power of the Holy Emperor of Light, but the power of righteousness, why is it in his hands, but it is the power of darkness?"

Chu Ye frowned and said, "Do you know these runes?"

"Well, my memory has awakened a little again, so I remember a lot of things, this rune, I remember that he is the power of the Holy Emperor of Light, it belongs to the power of light, and the immortal power is the same level, but the monk's is the power of darkness, what happened in it? I always feel that everything seems to be not so simple!"

Chu Ye also frowned, muttered for a moment, and did not speak, at this moment, the middle-aged monk had already condensed his supernatural powers, black runes, all over his arm, making his arm look a little weird, and at the same time, he let out a low cry and punched out.

"Broken!!"

Boom! There was a loud bang, and the Lock Dragon Mirror collapsed directly.

Chu Ye's eyes narrowed, he stepped out, and with a flick of the Heavenly Oblivion Sword, it turned into a blood-red streamer and flew out, heading straight for the middle-aged monk.

"Haha, since you gave the old man this sword, the old man accepted it, this sword, excellent!" The middle-aged monk laughed and grabbed the Annihilation Sword, his speed was extremely fast, and in an instant, he was already close to the Annihilation Sword.

At this moment, Chu Ye had a calm look on his face, and said lightly: "If you feel that you can do it, you can try it!"

"What?" The middle-aged monk's face changed suddenly, he raised his head suddenly, and suddenly an evil aura rushed to his face, his body churned, and the middle-aged monk spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person fell back and fell out, his face was extremely gloomy.

"Chu Mou said, if you can't afford this sword, you can't afford it!" Chu Ye said coldly, his heart moved, and the Heavenly Oblivion Sword flew back into Chu Ye's hand in a flash.

This scene made the middle-aged monk's face extremely ugly, and he pondered for a moment and said, "Recognize the treasure of the Lord?"

Chu Ye didn't speak, just took a step slowly, and suddenly approached the middle-aged monk, and swung out a sword, the middle-aged monk's face changed wildly, and he wanted to dodge, but found that an evil aura locked him and couldn't escape, so he had to summon his magic weapon and swing it forward to resist the power of that sword.

The middle-aged monk's magic weapon was a pitch-black stick, and the moment it was swung, it collided with the Annihilation Sword, making a loud noise, and after the loud noise, Chu Ye's body appeared a hundred zhang away, staring at the middle-aged monk quietly.

At this moment, the middle-aged monk was half-kneeling on the ground, his face was full of bitterness, and the stick in his hand turned into pieces with a click, he raised his head and looked at Chu Ye, his eyes were full of resentment.

Chu Ye frowned, took a step in an instant, and at the same moment, summoned hundreds of immortal stones and smashed them with a punch, and the rich immortal power was condensed in his hand, and in the midst of the great change in the middle-aged monk's face, it slammed into his eyebrows! )