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At this glance, the white-haired old man palpitated in his heart!

He was also an existence in the late stage of Lichen, but Ji Cang's eyes seemed to be released by a monk far beyond his level, and he was full of a sense of transcendence and supremacy.

"This guy ...... Could it be that it was the starry sky before, or the realm on the other side?"

The white-haired old man's figure froze, and there was fear in his heart.

Not only the white-haired old man, but also the other monks were shocked when they saw it.

"This kid is obviously already a mortal, why is the power of this eye even more powerful than that of a monk in the Starry Sky Realm. ”

The cultivators were shocked in their hearts.

At this moment, everyone had already faintly felt from Ji Cangman's performance that this person was probably the most outstanding kind of monk in terms of heart, will, and talent. If it weren't for the fact that he was already imprisoned here, such a character would have to be robbed into his own power.

......

Under the moonlight, the two figures looked at each other.

The white-haired old man's heart was only frightened for a moment, and then it was replaced by even more humiliation and anger, and he, a person who had already begun to rebuild, was actually frightened by a mortal's glance, it was really a great shame, thinking of this, the white-haired old man walked forward again.

Wow!

When the old man finally got into the water, he was about to force the human flesh in his hand into Ji Cangman's mouth.

"If Daoist friends try to forcibly crush my mind, don't blame me for being rude!"

Ji Cangmang said coldly, his eyes became sharper and sharper, although he had a humble and compassionate heart. But when it's time to do it, there is no hesitation.

"Boy, don't forget that the old man has rebuilt, and he already has mana in his body, you can't beat me, eat it obediently!"

The white-haired old man came slowly. said gloomily, with a pair of eyes, as fierce as a ghost.

Wow!

Ji Cang's eyes flashed, and he stood up directly.

Disheveled!

Ji Cangmang took the lead in making a move, slapped his palm heavily, slapped it in the water in front of him, splashing a large splash, like a water curtain, and slapped at the white-haired old man.

The white-haired old man's consciousness was blocked. After the naked eye is blocked by the water curtain, and suddenly it is no longer clear to see the scene in front of you, so you have to flash to the side first.

Rumble!

A moment later, an arm with a large skeleton but few taels of flesh burst out of the water curtain and punched him in the belly.

This punch. It condensed the anger in Ji Cangmang's heart and the power of his will. It's quite heavy.

"Oh-"

The white-haired old man screamed and fell into the water behind him.

Ji Cangmang seized the opportunity, and without the kindness of a woman, he stopped and smashed it one punch after another, although there was no mana blessing. But it still gives people a storm-like violent.

The white-haired old man also didn't know any human martial arts, but after being smashed by Ji Cangmang for more than a dozen punches, he finally roared angrily, threw the flesh and bones in his hand, and launched a counterattack.

Bang!

Bang!

Two monks who were once exalted. Like a mortal reckless man fighting, you come and go, fist to flesh, bang bang.

"Boy, good fight!"

"Old Ghost Chu, don't lose, hahaha-"

The sound of strange laughter, the sound of cheers, came from not far away, and the monks laughed when they saw it.

......

And at this moment, in the camp, there are also many monks, looking here.

Of course, Bei Mingjin is one of them, this person's gaze always falls on Ji Cangmang's body, cold and disdainful, in his heart, he has the same thoughts as the white-haired old man for Ji Cangmang. I just want to pull Ji Cangman, who is still insisting on himself, into the abyss.

And in a place a few dozen steps away.

Three figures, standing side by side, are also looking at this side.

In the middle, there is the female leader with a hot body, this woman's name is Jing Poison, and she can defeat others and become the leader here, so she naturally has something extraordinary.

Jing Poison has been cultivating recently, and the affairs in the camp are handed over to Bei Shenjin to deal with. In fact, as the leader and the strongest monk, she no longer needs to mine.

A pair of bright and beautiful eyes, after only a few glances, Jing Poison roughly guessed the ins and outs of the matter.

"How long have I been in retreat?"

Jing Poison asked.

"Twenty-seven days. ”

The old man's voice came from the side, and it was the old man surnamed Chen who spoke, and this person was the uncle of Jing Poison.

"That guy, did he stay up for so long?"

Jing Poison said in surprise: "I remember that the most powerful guy before only lasted for eighteen days. ”

The old man surnamed Chen laughed and said: "Not only that, but after eighteen days, that guy has eaten more than anyone else, and he is ruthless, it is really hard to imagine that he is a demon beast that has never eaten people before." ”

When the words fell, Bei Yingjin, who was in another place, suddenly reversed his direction and glanced here, his eyes were swaying, as if there was a sound.

At first glance, it is unusually complicated.

"Northern Shadow Boy, in your heart, you should appreciate that kid very much, right?"

The old man surnamed Chen seemed to notice his gaze, looked at Xiangbei Shenjin, and smiled again: "In that case, why did you throw this bait to wear out his mind?

When Bei Mingjin heard this, his eyes flashed slightly, and he snorted coldly: "Brother Chen thinks too much, I just punished him a little because that kid lost my face before, even if I don't make a move, it will be impossible for him to survive." ”

"Oh-"

The old man surnamed Chen dragged a long voice, oh, with a look of a ghost believing you.

Bei Ying Jin snorted coldly.

"The two of them are almost done, junior brother, go and separate them, don't let them die. ”

Jing Poison didn't seem to pay attention to the verbal exchange between the old man surnamed Chen and Bei Mingjin, his eyes always fell on the river, and after looking at it for a while, he said a word to the middle-aged man on the other side.

The middle-aged man is a disciple of an old man surnamed Chen, named Lu Fei, and Jing Poison can sit firmly in the position of this leader, which is not without the great merit of their master and apprentice.

The three of them, for more than 20 days, have not gone to mine.

"Yes, Senior Sister!"

After Lu Fei said a word, he walked towards the river.

......

In the middle of the river.

Bang bang, splash water!

The white-haired old man had been beaten everywhere swollen and in pain, this unlucky guy knocked down Ji Cangmang, who was full of hunger and could not be calmed, and tried to destroy Ji Cangmang's will, which inspired Ji Cangmang's bloody nature.

And although he has already started to rebuild, after all, he has only worked hard for more than ten days, and he has lasted for many days before, and his mana is weak, and he does not dare to waste it easily, so he suddenly suffers.

"Death to Lao Tzu!"

The white-haired old man was beaten into a pig's head in front of everyone, and his heart was full of shame and anger, and finally burst out, and a turquoise finger shot out.

In the past ten days, a little mana that has been accumulated with great difficulty has finally been displayed.

Burst!

Crimson blood splattered!

The two of them were very close, and this attack, which pierced diagonally from under the ribs, shot out from the left back, Ji Cangman screamed and threw it back.

His face was extremely painful, and he didn't know if his heart had been pierced.

Boom!

After falling into the water, Ji Cangmang finally couldn't get up again, a pair of tiger eyes, pupils condensed, blood from the corners of his mouth and blood from his back under his ribs, gurgling out together, staining a large area of the turbid river water that had been battled.

A feeling of weakness, overshadowing hunger, rushed over it.

The white-haired old man blasted away Ji Cangmang, and gasped for a few breaths, at this moment, the old man was already bleeding from seven orifices, his nose was blue and his face was swollen, and his appearance was also very miserable, I don't know how many bones were smashed by Ji Cangmang. However, there is a wood-based aura in the body, and it can slowly recover on its own.

Soon, the white-haired old man set his eyes on Ji Cangmang's body again, a pair of bloodshot bull's eyes, and after staring for a while, there was only one thought in his heart, that is, to kill Ji Cangmang, kill him completely.

"Boy, the old man will send you on your way!"

The white-haired old man said gloomily, his eyes were already red, and he raised his arm again, and poked his two fingers into a sword shape.

Ji Cang floated on the water, his dim eyes, looking at the other party's movements, but he was no longer able to escape, and his pupils were condensed.

Are you going to die?

What to do with Taixuanmu?

What should I do with too green silk?

Is this the end of your own ideals and pursuits?

The blank feeling gradually came to mind, and for the first time in Ji Cangmang's life, he felt so weak and helpless, powerless to fight against fate.

Whoosh -

This finger shot out after all, and came straight to Ji Cang's head. (To be continued......)