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In the demon fire pit, an evil and strange sound suddenly came from the pit of the demon fire, which made people feel a headache.

It is like the grim smile from the depths of the Nine Nether Yellow Springs, or like countless insects gathered together to twist and wriggle!

Whether it is the Wuman monk, the Ghost Qin cavalry or the Xuanhu Iron Guard, they all felt their eardrums torn, their hearts were tight, and they felt a faint feeling of vomiting!

Even if you use the spiritual energy in your body to resist, you cannot suppress the shock and fear in your heart!

The green ghost fire in the giant pit seemed to have been poured with a scoop of hot oil. With a "sky" sound, it suddenly rushed to dozens of feet high, like a hideous fire tree with its teeth and claws.

Countless Mars were like celestial girls scattering flowers, shooting towards the surrounding audience. They grew like the true fire of Samadhi, and they were swaying and raging, causing chaos in the scene. Everyone cried and shouted at their parents and ran away with their heads in their arms!

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Deep in the pit, the heart-wrenching screams of Venerable Black Moon came from the heart-wrenching screams, as if he was suffering the most cruel torture in the world.

All the witch and barbarian monks looked at each other in shock, and needed to consume all their spiritual energy so that their legs would not tremble.

This was the first time they heard the No. 1 master of Wunan Five Roads, and screamed so shrillly.

Accompanied by the screams of the Black Moon, there were also waves of strange laughter that were higher and higher, and a sharp and sharp sound, as if a sound from the depths of the rust and the cracks in the rock formations was shouting: "Yan Wenlong, see who I am. Our old accounts for decades can finally be calculated!"

Yan Wenlong is the real name of Venerable Black Moon.

Since he became the old Nascent Soul monster who commanded dozens of Dong villages and was intimidated by Wunan Five Road, few people have dared to call him by his name directly.

Even the four words "Black Moon Venerable" are not something ordinary witches dare to call them out.

When most witches see him, they will crawl on the ground and call out "Old Ancestor" respectfully!

But now, this "ancestor" ended in a tragic way under the eyes of everyone!

Many wrinkles on their faces, and the old and old Wuman monks felt a little familiar with this strange sound.

It is not the tone, but the smell of evil, rampant and murderous aura contained in the tone!

They all frowned and recalled carefully.

Suddenly, one of the old witches trembled all over, her face turned green, and a strange scream "uh uh uh uh" deep in her throat. She was actually scared to death!

Under the ravages of the mysterious figure, Venerable Black Moon had no power to fight back.

Even the high-pitched and tragic screams at the beginning turned into intermittent moans after a moment.

When the moan reached the weakest, I suddenly heard hundreds of "cracks" sounds condensed into one, just like the bones of the Black Moon Master were broken and crushed in an instant!

Immediately afterwards, the demon fire "wailed" and brightened again. Streams of blood gushed up from the depths of the pit and were burned to death by the demon fire.

Only a few bones and half a skull were left, but in a flash, they were wiped out!

"call out!"

The green ghost fire instantly retracted into the big pit, and no more than half of Mars was seen.

The green mist churned in the pit and gradually surged out, like a vast lake of smoke, as if it was going to compete with Chaoxia.

The radius of hundreds of meters is covered by green mist.

This green fog is like a condensation of countless demons, possessing evil lives, making "hissing" sounds around, and from time to time, stretching out tentacles to drag all the monks around them into the fog.

Even the Wuman monks who grew up in the smoky and witchcraft of Wunan since childhood and were good at the witchcraft of witchcraft, never saw such a strange scene.

Not to mention the Xuanhu Iron Guard and the Ghost Qin Knight from the Central Plains and the North!

Sensing the unparalleled power pressure from the depths of the green fog, it seemed as if a giant beast was emerging from its cocoon. All the cultivators felt dry and they were fighting each other, and they were at a loss!

In the middle of the green fog, the waves rolled, gradually highlighting a human-sized fog ball.

The fog hissed and spread around. The mysterious figure who had just suppressed the Black Moon Venerable finally showed his true form!

At first glance, this person is not tall, a little thin, and his face is as tender as a boy.

But the fine wrinkles on the corners of his eyes, as well as the dark eyes that were as deep as the sea, flashing fierce light from time to time, and the lips that were slightly pursed and like two guillotines, made people confused about his true age.

He was wearing a wide green robe that seemed to be condensed from ghost fire, and his waterfall-like black hair was scattered behind his head, and from time to time, under the setting of ghost fire, he rose without the wind and danced wildly!

He floated in the air with his hands on his back, unscrupulously releasing the powerful spiritual energy, waving one after another torn apart the air, forming ripples visible to the naked eye, spreading around in a circular shape.

Just now, a Nascent Soul monster completely turned into pus and wiped out all the pus. In his opinion, it seemed like a trivial matter that was effortless.

At this moment, he didn't care about hundreds of monks including a Nascent Soul and several Kalpas.

The extremely cold eyes swept away casually, as if there were a group of native chickens and tiled dogs lying on the ground.

Every monk who was swept by his eyes felt that he was lying under a guillotine, letting him fall!

Many Wuman monks plucked up the courage to look at him, but saw a small green birthmark in the center of the person's eyebrows, which seemed to be a small green dot, but under the agitation of spiritual energy, it slowly fainted like ink dripping on rice paper, gradually occupying the upper half of the entire face, forming the shape of a large green vulture!

This big green vulture flapped its wings and was about to fly, occupying the upper half of his face, and it seemed like he was wearing a mask on him, making this person even more bizarre and elusive!

This extremely evil appearance made the witch and barbarian monks tremble, and they all remembered a name that had disappeared for decades but was still terrifying and could not sleep at night!

"Spirit, spirit, spirit vulture..."

Before they could shout out the name of this person, the person was already in a burst of strange laughter, and his green robe shook, like a hungry big vulture, pounced towards another Nascent Soul Han Won-Te present!

Han Yuantai had just used his skills to pull out the extremely mysterious poison needle on his face, and he felt a stronger spiritual energy pressure hitting his face, and he was extremely shocked!

He is worthy of being one of the top experts on the Youyun Prairie. He growled, but instead of retreating, and a dozen wolf teeth inlaid with dozens of wolf teeth, which looked like a sword or a saw in his hand. The spirit flames around him condensed into a giant wolf with wings on his back!

"Ah!"

The giant wolf condensed by the spirit flames appeared as thin as a living creature, and its wings flapped and rushed towards the mysterious monster.

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The green mist wrapped around the monster made another scream of sore teeth and ear pain. Seven or eight skinny ghost hands suddenly emerged from the green mist, half of which grabbed the giant wolf, and the other half attacked Han Won-tai!

"This is another move!"

Han Won-tae was shocked and angry. This time he finally felt that among the ghost claws condensed by the ghost fire, there were hundreds of poison needles that were as thin as wolf hairs, weak and boneless, and sneaked into the wind!

"What kind of magic weapon is this? It's so sinister and vicious!"

Although I see through the opponent's magical powers, this poisonous needle hidden in the ghost fire integrates spiritual attacks and magic weapon attacks, which are ever-changing and difficult to deal with!

Han Yuantai complained secretly in his heart, and could only barely get up with 120,000 points of energy. He could distinguish the poison needles hidden in the ghost fire one by one, and he must not miss half of them!

Just then

Suddenly, his heart was filled with warning signs, and the bones all over his body sounded "cracking" and he took half a step to the left.

The wolf-toothed sword in his hand broke silently into two pieces, and the fracture was as smooth as a mirror, and there was no trace of incompleteness!

But it was a mica thread that was ten times thinner than the poison needle, invisible and extremely sharp, floating past him!

If it weren't for the quick reaction, the mica thread that just cut off was not the wolf-toothed sword, but his wrist!

Until now, he was jumping up and down, in extreme embarrassment, but the other party was smiling, carrying his hands on his back, and attacking with spiritual energy, with ease!

"This, where did this monster come out? There is such a vicious treasure!"

Han Won-tae was about to cry without tears, and roared in his heart.

The Youyun Ghost Qin was brave and fearless. When he saw the master general trapped, he roared and instigated the dragon and wolf to attack him in groups!

The green-robed monster snorted coldly, and his long sleeves shook, dozens of shiny skulls flew out of his sleeves, "dripping" around the sky.

These skulls were carved of metal and crystals, and were lifelike. In the hollow eye sockets and jaw bones, green ghost fire burned. When they flew to the Ghost Qin Knight, they all exploded and turned into thousands of green fire skeletons, ignited a ghost fire wall to separate them from the main general.

Sensing the strange spirit contained in the fire wall, even though many ghost Qin knights wanted to fly up, the dragon and wolf under their crotch were all squeaking and howling, and collapsed to the ground, foaming at their mouths, trembling, and completely convinced!

When the Ghost Qin Knight who fell to the ground got up with all his strength, he looked through the ghost fire skeleton, but saw a picture that they couldn't believe no matter what!

The invincible Lord of Kunpeng, a master of the middle level of the Nascent Soul stage, and a hero from the northern land that had been traversing the Youyun Prairie for decades, were tied up by a huge shackle like a vulture bone.

The two wings of the "vulture" pierced deeply under his ribs, and the "two claws" tightly clamped his pipa bones. It was thin and long, covered with jagged necks, and it was also entangled with Han Won-tae's neck!

Han Won-tae was locked tightly by this strange-shaped shackle and could not move. The expression on his face was so colorful and wonderful!

The green-robed monster spread his five fingers and held Han Yuantai's head, lifting him up gently like an eagle catching a chicken. There was no wave in his deep black eyes, and he glanced at the Ghost Qin Knight faintly.

As the breathing was over, the two Nascent Souls, one died in a tragic way, and the other lived in a very embarrassing way!

Seeing this scene, all the witch and man cultivators around him woke up as if they were dreaming. They all fell to the ground with their knees. I don’t know who was the first to start, and the howlings of ghosts and wolves came one after another, connecting them and resounding throughout the mountains!

"Master Lingjiu!"

"Ancestor Lingjiu!"

"At the Wolf Tail Cave of Silver Wolf Mountain, welcome Master Lingjiu to the Dharma!"

"Ancestor, ancestor, we have been waiting for sixty years, and you are finally back!" (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!