Chapter 150: The Road Encounters Ambush

"Zhan Taiyu, what about Nizi?" Xiao Cangtian frowned slightly, and his angular face looked extremely handsome. "Not here yet!" The black-robed young man glanced at the sky with deep meaning, and stopped talking. "Say whatever you want to say directly, this is not like your wolf tooth temperament!" Xiao Cangtian gently shook the delicate celadon teacup in his hand and chuckled.

"I still don't understand why you treat Zhan Taiyu so kindly. I know that with your temperament, you will never like a woman of Zhan Taiyu's appearance!" There was a rare touch of fanaticism in the cold eyes of the black-robed young man: "The Central Realm is too small after all, it is not your stage, if it weren't for this Immortal Tomb Peak, maybe last year, you and I would have left the Central Realm and gone to the entire Immortal Cultivation Realm!"

"You also know that the Central Realm is too small, and it is definitely not a stage for you and me!" Xiao Cangtian said in a long tone: "The outside is the stage for you and me, but Zhan Taiyu's father is the deputy palace master, one of the three powerful figures in my Chixu Palace, and one of the main affairs of the Two Realms Mountain! This identity alone is enough for me to pay attention to!" Shrugging his shoulders casually, he turned around with a smile and met the gaze of the black-robed young man, "Occasionally satisfying the unreasonable request of the next Nizi is also a matter of effort, and it is not a trouble!"

"By the way, there's another thing that makes me wonder but it's interesting!" the tone of the young man in black suddenly became a little cheerful, and there was a hint of playfulness in his eyes. "What's the matter?" laughed lightly, pursed his lips. "Ye Wudao's son of a dog has found us!" The playful color in the words of the black-clothed young man became more and more intense

"Ye Wudao?" Xiao Cangtian looked puzzled, and immediately remembered who Ye Wudao was: "Isn't this guy the grandson of Ye Luo's old ghost?"

"I don't know what's going on, though, now, he wants to bring his people to join our team!" the young man in black wondered. "Oh, interesting!" Xiao Cangtian's angular face slowly climbed up with some disdain: "My team of Xiao Cangtian is not something that any waste can join!" In the end, Xiao Cangtian's voice became a little cold, revealing a little coldness: "Sometimes, the necessary sacrifice is still necessary!"

"I know what to do, don't disturb your cultivation!" The figure of the young man in black disappeared into the mountain stream like a python in half a sound. "Ye Ziyang, this is a game, who of you and I will win in this game?" The delicate teacup in Xiao Cangtian's hand clicked and shattered, he slowly raised his head, and with a little expectation, his gaze fell on a mountain peak second only to Qianzhang Sword Peak, his gaze seemed to have broken through the void, and he saw a tall figure standing proudly in the vast sea of clouds on the straight sword peak.

The vast sea of clouds, the peaks are like a lonely boat in the sea of clouds, and the raised peaks are like reefs on the coast. A tall, towering figure like a mountain stood on the top of the Baizhang peak, its eyes staring at the huge peak in front of him, which seemed to exist like a behemoth, with a little tiredness between his eyebrows

Night Ziyang, a well-known immortal genius in Miluo Palace. The ink-like dark purple robe reflected his figure even more upright, and in Ye Ziyang's right hand was holding a dark purple ink pen, the ink pen was slender and as straight as a sword.

"Chief, there are 1,867 disciples of the Chixu Palace, and 1,536 disciples of my Miluo Palace. Two thousand one hundred and thirty-five disciples of other sects and clans have gathered around the peaks of the Immortal Tombs!" several disciples of the Miluo Palace stood cautiously behind Ye Ziyang with respectful expressions.

"Tomorrow, maybe the monks who have coveted the immortal tomb will arrive when they hear the news. Heh, more than 4,000 people, this blood is enough!" Ye Ziyang laughed, and the tired color between his eyebrows dissipated at this time, and even revealed a little excitement.

"Xiao Cangtian seems to have seen some clues!" said a disciple with thin cheeks, a little worried. "If it weren't for that, how could Xiao Cangtian let me make the news of the Immortal Tomb public!" Ye Ziyang waved his hand, but there was a sense of confidence and domineering between his words: "He laughed at Cangtian for a long time for this Immortal Tomb, and even gave up the opportunity to enter the other six realms through the Two Realms Mountain, and I Ye Ziyang is not the same." Hmph, the inheritance in this immortal tomb is destined to be my night purple sun, and no one can snatch it away!"

An incomparably fierce aura permeated out of Ye Ziyang's body, and a little mana could be faintly seen circulating and condensing on his skin! The disciples of Miluo Palace standing behind Ye Ziyang were all clenched their fists, their eyes showing excitement, and even the disciples who spoke before said cautiously: "Leader, you have already stepped into a half-step transformation god?" "Half-step god!" Ye Ziyang said lightly, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing some arrogance that was difficult to hide.

"Let's go! This place is almost in the belly of the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain, and it is not far from the edge of the Immortal Tomb!" Han Tianming's kind eyes glanced at Mu Hao, and said with a chuckle. Along with Mu Hao, there were more than a dozen other new disciples, and Mu Hao was at least a monk above the fourth level of Jindan through perception, and they were obviously the best among this year's 'new disciples'!

"Senior Brother Han, the disciple in the blue robe. Is it the first in this 'Fa Cultivation Conference', and it doesn't necessarily have anything outstanding! It's just the strength of the fourth layer of Jindan, is it worth laughing at Senior Brother so much?" A woman in a lilac robe glanced at Mu Hao, turned her head to Han Tianming and asked.

"Senior Sister Zhan Taiyu. That's right, this son is Mu Hao. Although on the surface, it is only the strength of the fourth layer of Jindan, but it can break through the Black Bird Valley alone and retreat with his whole body. Senior Brother Wolf Tooth guessed that the Priest Brother was most likely the strength of the peak of Jindan, but he was hiding his strength, so he vigorously recruited him!"

"The peak of the Jindan period is not bad. However, compared to Senior Brother Xiao Cangtian, it is still far inferior!" Zhan Taiyu shook his head and sneered. And Han Tianming sighed secretly: "If Senior Sister knew that he was only eighteen years old, he wouldn't have said that!" "Eighteen-year-old Jindan peak monk, well, if we try our best to win him over, he can be regarded as a genius!" Zhan Taiyu said with a slight pause.

"Senior sister, I've been in retreat. I don't know about a major event that happened in the palace recently. This Mu Hao even rejected the palace master's wish to accept him as an apprentice at the 'initiation ceremony', and gave up being the palace master's first apprentice!" "What, how is it possible?" Hearing that Zhan Taiyu was no longer indifferent before, he covered his mouth and said in a lost voice, but for some reason, his eyes looking at Mu Hao were suddenly full of killing intent, but after a moment, he returned to his previous indifference!

Just as the dozen or so people continued to walk forward, there was a sudden sound in the forest, accompanied by a faint breeze. I saw Han Tianming shouting: "Hold your breath, it's 'forbidden law smoke', I can't smell it!" But before his words fell, only a few wails were heard, and all the disciples fell, leaving only Han Tianming and Zhan Taiyu standing in place with the magic weapon in their hands, Han Tianming was a navy blue big knife in his hand, and Zhan Taiyu was holding a silver-white thin sword three fingers wide!

Although the two of them did not fall down like the other new disciples, looking at their state, they were obviously not lightly injured! Looking at the fallen disciples and the dozen or so black-clothed people surrounding them, in the end, both of them shook their heads with a wry smile.

"You are the disciples of the He Sect and the Sect, and you dare to intercept and kill my disciples of the Red Void Palace. If you leave like this, we won't be guilty of the past!" I saw Zhan Taiyu pull out the thin sword in his hand and said in a deep voice, but what answered her was a pale cyan sword aura!

Han Tianming and Zhan Taiyu were worthy of being veteran disciples of the Chixu Palace, and they fought and retreated, dragging their slightly injured bodies, and they not only resisted the opponent's attack within half a pillar of incense, but even killed six monks of the other party in a row. But the follow-up was weak, and I saw that the two of them were pale, and their robes were stained with blood, some of them were their own, and some of them were enemies!

Just as Han Tianming and Zhan Taiyu were showing their defeats, Mu Hao, who pretended to be unconscious, rose to the ground and rushed to the periphery with the "Sky Thunder Flash" footwork. Looking at Mu Hao who was running out, the faces of Han Tianming and Zhan Taiyu flashed a trace of surprise at first, and then they both showed joy. Han Tianming suddenly shouted to Mu Hao: "Senior Brother Mu Hao, since you have not been harmed by the 'forbidden smoking'. I hope you can remember the feelings of the same family, stay and help us, and avoid our entire army being wiped out and dying tragically at the hands of the enemy!"

Seeing that Mu Hao didn't pay attention, Zhan Taiyu's face turned extremely pale, he bit his lip lightly, and said angrily: "Mu Hao, you were originally the same door as me, and you even made an appointment to go to the Immortal Tomb together, and now you leave us alone to run for your life, it's really the villain's doing!" Hearing this, Mu Hao just shook his head and continued to run forward!

Looking at Mu Hao, who was faster, Han Tianming's face changed suddenly. Now Mu Hao is the only life-saving straw for the two of them, how can they give up like this, and still don't give up: "Senior Sister Zhan Tai, don't say a word! Senior Brother Mu Hao, there is nothing wrong with running away alone." After all, we just made an appointment to go to the Immortal Tomb together, and we did not agree on an 'offensive and defensive alliance'. But please ask Mu Hao's junior brother to help, there are only eight people left on the other side now, and I believe that the three of us will be able to win together. If Mu Hao's junior brother helps, Han will repay his junior brother with a heavy gift of 10,000 red void pills, which is good!"

Seeing Mu Hao stop, Han Tianming and Zhan Taiyu's faces were overjoyed. Mu Hao's eyes narrowed slightly, "Fooling me will cost me a heavy price, and this price is definitely more interesting than dying in the hands of the enemy!" Before the words fell, Mu Hao's body suddenly moved, turned into a phantom, and swept out, catching up with the black-clothed nine people in an instant, and at the same time, a long sword glowing with cold light quickly appeared in front of the nine people, and immediately shot out like a poisonous snake.

A chill suddenly appeared, and the nine people only felt a sword light rushing towards them, followed by a terrible scream. In this process, it lasted only a short moment, and the moment Han Tianming and Zhan Taiyu came back to their senses, a figure appeared behind them.