"On the top of the peak, no human beings and fairies and demons are allowed to step in, and those who do not listen to persuasion will die!!"

Dressed in green clothes, in Wu Xiaoyao's eyes, the young man in green clothes who appeared out of thin air was younger than him.

But the evil aura exuded by the other party is by no means comparable to him!

In particular, those black eyes that cannot see white pupils are not the characteristics that human beings should have.

The peak of the Burial Immortal Mountain, above the peak, is full of peace, and at a glance, you can't see the end of the peak anyway.

A thatched house, next to the thatched house, a secluded cold spring on the side, looks indescribably harmonious.

Wu Xiaoyao didn't feel anything abrupt, as if it should be so, the peak of the qiē, except for making waves in his heart, the rest was only surprise.

The young man in Tsing Yi slowly raised his lotus-like arm, Wu Xiaoyao disagreed, but the three-headed cobra behind him let out a frightened low moan.

The three-headed cobra is afraid of the young man in Tsing Yi in front of him!

Wu Xiaoyao and the three-headed cobra Xiaoqiang have experienced life and death, and their hearts have long been in line with each other.

Although Xiao Qiang can't speak human language, Xiao Qiang's various roars can be understood.

Since the appearance of the young man in Tsing Yi, Xiaoqiang has been afraid, but I was careless and didn't notice it in advance.

Wu Xiaoyao muttered in his heart, and he waved his hand to signal the three-headed cobra Xiaoqiang to go and wait below.

Xiaoqiang's three heads shrugged, like a defeated rooster, enduring the humiliation of the loser.

In the face of the young man in Tsing Yi, no matter how strong Xiaoqiang's heart is, in the depths of his soul, the young man in Tsing Yi is invincible.

Even, in the face of the young man in Tsing Yi, the three-headed cobra has to do only worship and do it?

The three-headed cobra Xiaoqiang can't do it!

Wu Xiaoyao also couldn't understand why he could understand the mind of the three-headed cobra Xiaoqiang, perhaps because he and Xiaoqiang were in a master-servant contractual relationship.

"Human, get out of here!"

The young man in Tsing Yi's face was flat, and his black eyes did not fluctuate in the slightest, as if Wu Xiaoyao was like sand and gravel on the ground to him, and he couldn't get into his eyes.

Arrogance what?

What is the spirit?

What's the big deal!

Wu Xiaoyao complained a few words in his heart, took out his soul bead and handed it over: "I went through a lot of difficulties to get here instead of a senior, just to complete a regrettable incident before the fall of my predecessor!"

The dark eyes of the young man in Tsing Yi exuded a touch of coldness, and he snorted coldly: "If you don't listen to persuasion, you should be killed!"

Wu Xiaoyao's heart suffocated, as if his heart was tightly grasped by the other party's hand.

When the other party exerts force, he will be in unbearable pain.

When the other party lets go, he feels comfortable!

It seems that his own life has become the other party's plaything in an instant, whether he lives or dies, he is under the control of the young man in Tsing Yi.

"Elder Tsing Yi, the ancestor said that he wanted to meet this little friend!"

A voice became a lifesaver, the voice fell, Wu Xiaoyao's heart no longer felt controlled by others, up and down, indescribably relaxed.

Wu Xiaoyao's eyes showed a grateful light, and he followed the prestige, only to see an old man in a white robe, white hair and white beard staring at him with a smile.

"Thank you seniors for saving your life, and the juniors are grateful!"

"Humph!"

The young man in Tsing Yi snorted coldly and disappeared from Wu Xiaoyao's field of vision out of thin air, as if nothing had happened before.

If it weren't for the palpitations, Wu Xiaoyao would rather believe that what happened before was not real.

"The little baby is interesting, who is older than the old man and the one just now?"

The wrinkles on the face of the white-robed old man were like knives, with sharp edges and corners, but at this moment, he guided Wu Xiaoyao to the residence of the "ancestor" in his mouth.

Wu Xiaoyao smiled and arched his hand: "Of course it's you, that young man, if the junior is not mistaken, he is a few years younger than me." ”

The white-robed old man was stunned for a moment after hearing this, smoothed his beard, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and said softly: "Interesting and interesting, the old man is three hundred and fifty years old this year, and the elder in Tsing Yi was nine hundred years old last year, hahaha!"

"Ahh

Wu Xiaoyao opened his mouth wide in astonishment, if it wasn't for the other party who saved his life, hearing the other party say this, he would only regard the old man in the white robe as a madman.

"I tell you all that I can say, the ancestor has been silent for more than five hundred years, if it weren't for the ancestor's order, Elder Tsing Yi would have killed you, except for the ancestor, Elder Tsing Yi would not listen to anyone. ”

The more Wu Xiaoyao listened, the more frightened he became, and he said unhappily in his heart: "The old immortal ran out and pretended to be tender, what kind of thing!"

Nine hundred?!

Wu Xiaoyao secretly guessed that if he was nine hundred years old, wouldn't abusing Elder Tsing Yi be the same as drinking water?

Wu Xiaoyao was extremely dissatisfied with Elder Tsing Yi in his heart, and he didn't dare to express his intention too deliberately, so he could only complain in his heart.

There will definitely be opportunities in the future, so why bite now?!

Wu Xiaoyao uses self-comfort to achieve the effect of temporarily forgetting painful memories.

"The Ancestor is inside, please!"

Above the peak, outside the thatched house.

The white-robed old man signaled, Wu Xiaoyao arched his hand, pushed open the wooden door of the thatched house, and there was no light in the black hole in his vision.

Wu Xiaoyao calmed down, took slow steps, and stepped into the thatched house.

"Five hundred years have passed, could it be that this person is the person that the ancestor has been waiting for? The white-robed old man didn't want to speculate, and when the wooden door of the thatched house slowly closed, he sat on the ground and guarded the outside of the thatched house to avoid unnecessary disturbances.

"Senior, senior, do you want to meet junior?"

In the dark environment, you can't see your fingers, even if you put your palm on your nose, you can't see your eyes.

Wu Xiaoyao originally thought that the thatched house was just an ordinary building, but he never thought that there was a lot of things inside.

"How did you get the Soul Orb?"

An old mulberry field's voice echoed in Wu Xiaoyao's ears for a long time, and Wu Xiaoyao shouted in surprise at the same time: "The junior Wu Xiaoyao once promised a senior to reach the peak of the Burial Immortal Mountain and pass a word to "Xiaoqing" on behalf of his old man's family.

There was a silence, and Wu Xiaoyao counted in his heart, feeling that every second was as long as a year.

The years of simple cultivation are like a shuttle, and time flies.

But what he has to face now is not to consume time, but to withstand huge pressure, and his own life is in the hands of the other party.

Wu Xiaoyao has long had enough of this feeling of being controlled by his fate, but with his current realm, he can't talk about mastering his own destiny!

Long......

"Nine hundred and ninety-nine years ago, the old man was just a green snake, and he couldn't be called a demonic beast.

By chance, I met the owner.

As if it was destined in the dark, the master took the old man with him from then on.

Looking back on the hard work and resources spent by the old man, the old man doesn't understand what the master thought at the beginning.

Following the master for five hundred years, waiting for nearly five hundred years for an agreement, the old man thinks back to the past, he doesn't care about the one he has, if he can go back to five hundred years ago, the old man will not be separated from the master if he says anything!"

Wu Xiaoyao's open mouth slowly closed, and a heartfelt admiration rose in his heart!

What kind of god man is willing to expend energy to cultivate a beast? Spirit demon beasts, demonic beasts are the lowest, but this senior chose to cultivate a beast.

Beasts, far inferior to Monsters!

In addition to his admiration for the predecessors of the Mo Burial Immortal, Wu Xiaoyao really had no other feelings mixed in.

The predecessors of the ink burial immortal are really gods!!

"Before the old master fell, did you have any explanation?"

The spiritual mist was shrouded, and Wu Xiaoyao was hazy, and he saw an old man in green clothes with his hands behind his back, and his figure became clearer and clearer, and he arrived in front of Wu Xiaoyao in the blink of an eye.

Wu Xiaoyao nodded slightly, and his thoughts returned to the time when he met the predecessor of the Ink Burial Immortal, and slowly spoke: "The original words are, sue sù Xiaoqing'er, the Ink Burial Immortal can't fulfill his promise!"

The already bent body of the old man in Tsing Yi couldn't help but tremble, and in front of Wu Xiaoyao, he slowly sat on the ground.

Wu Xiaoyao sat on the ground, and knew that he would not understand the relationship between the predecessor of the ink burial immortal and the old man in front of him.

What kind of relationship is it to be with each other for 500 years?

Why did the senior of the ink burial immortal have a thousand-year agreement with the old man in front of him?

The reason for this, Wu Xiaoyao didn't think about it deeply, in the end, he just fulfilled his promise, and in his opinion, it was time to leave.

"Seniors. ”

Wu Xiaoyao stood up and arched his hand: "The words of the senior of the Mo Burial Immortal have been conveyed to the juniors, and the juniors will leave." ”

The old man in Tsing Yi did not raise his head, but said lightly: "Climb to the top of this Burial Immortal Mountain with the strength of one person, you are the only successful person in a hundred years."

You have fulfilled your promise to the master, and for the old man, I should also thank you for the news you brought, and say, just mention what you want!"

Wu Xiaoyao chuckled, shook his head and said: "The juniors are just to fulfill their promises, not to get anything from beginning to end, the seniors are obviously looking down on the juniors when they say this, and they will leave!"

"The little baby is so crazy, the huge Burial Immortal Mountain Range is within the old man's sphere of influence, the old man doesn't allow you to leave, and no one can help you. ”

Wu Xiaoyao retracted the steps he had taken, looked down at the old man in Tsing Yi, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said word by word: "So, the so-called black-clothed envoys are all your people?"

The old man in Tsing Yi didn't answer directly, Wu Xiaoyao had already guessed a few points, and sneered: "Arrest my friend and threaten, if the old man of the Mo Burial Immortal doesn't die, he will be angry with you!"

"The master ordered the old man to keep a low profile and concentrate on cultivation, but how could he understand that rights and desires are what I, the green snake, pursue.

He shouldn't have trusted the old man too much, and he didn't even sign a contract.

In other words, you obviously have a realm and cultivation that no one can match, but you live a low-key life that no one cares about, are you willing?"

The old man in Tsing Yi became louder and louder, and when he reached the last few words, he roared with a hideous face.

Wu Xiaoyao looked at the old man in Tsing Yi with a distorted face, and laughed at himself: "I'm really not worth it for the predecessors of the Mo Burial Immortal, and I can still think of you before I die, this is really a great irony!"

"Little baby, instead of sighing for a dead man here, it is better to think about where your life is.

You know too much, the old man will never allow you to leave alive!

As for your friend, the old man will personally order the execution, so that no one in this world will know about the old man's past, hahaha!"

Wu Xiaoyao looked at the old man in Tsing Yi with disdain, and said word by word: "The predecessors of the Ink Burial Immortal are worthy of praise, and you, I really feel sorry for you!"

Dead?