Yan Jiuxiao stepped on the old man with a white beard, then stretched out his hand, and an iron sword appeared in his palm. He grabbed the hilt of the sword, turned the sword's edge, and stabbed the old man with the white beard in the heart.
"You must die!"
Huan Wan asked nervously. At this moment, everyone was so injured that the old man with the white beard was the last life-saving straw in her heart. If the old man with the white beard left like this again, she felt that she might collapse immediately.
Yan Jiuxiao laughed ferociously: "You can transfer out of the cultivation box and all kinds of power. I admire you. But I don't believe it. This real sword has pierced your heart. How can you transfer out? !”
Du Shaoshou: "Then why did you faint just now?"
After running like this for almost two hours, they all let out a long sigh of relief when they could no longer see the pursuers behind them. This is a large mountain that looks shrouded in gray mist. The trees growing in the mountain look like monsters with teeth and claws, and none of the trees has leaves. The strange thing is that these trees are actually alive, and they look like they have been dried for hundreds of years.
"Why are you going?"
"Send it to me again!"
Yan Jiuxiao held the long sword and stabbed downwards one after another. Each sword stabbed the old man with the white beard from front to back. But the more swords he stabbed, the more barrier pillars shattered around him. Not long after, all eighteen barrier pillars shattered. His barrier was loosened, and everyone's pressure was relieved.
"Why do I feel something is strange about this place?"
The white-bearded old man was lying on the ground with a look of helplessness on his face: "Otherwise, do you think you're bragging if you think I can't die even if I commit suicide?"
He looked at Feng Shengxi and Huan Wan. The two women were at a loss.
After this pop, there was another pop in the distance.
This was a blow out of rage. It could be said that the old man with the white beard drove Yan Jiuxiao crazy. Obviously this old guy can't fight at all, but it's this annoying talent that makes him unable to be beaten to death. The previous three heavy blows were all deflected away by the old man with a white beard. Not only did they not hurt him, Yan Jiuxiao also smashed three of his barrier pillars.
The white-bearded old man was lying on the ground with a look of helplessness on his face: "Otherwise, do you think you're bragging if you think I can't die even if I commit suicide?"
"Send it to me again!"
The white-bearded old man was lying on the ground with a look of helplessness on his face: "Otherwise, do you think you're bragging if you think I can't die even if I commit suicide?"
The goddess's attention was on the surroundings: "These fogs are very strange. When we came in, there seemed to be no obstruction, but now..."
"I'm telling you, if I weren't in your barrier and I couldn't transfer your power further, your losses would be greater, do you believe it?"
"I'm telling you, if I weren't in your barrier and I couldn't transfer your power further, your losses would be greater, do you believe it?"
Du Shaoshou snorted: "It's embarrassing for you to be injured like this."
The monkey lay there and looked at the gray sky. In fact, it was not the sky at all, but the thick fog that covered the sky.
With a pop, the iron sword pierced the white-bearded old man's heart.
They found a clearing in the woods, and everyone couldn't run anymore. No one was intact, and the injuries were all serious.
Du Shaoshou: "Then why did you faint just now?"
Everyone exclaimed, and time seemed to have frozen at this moment.
He looked at Feng Shengxi and Huan Wan. The two women were at a loss.
The white-bearded old man took advantage of Yan Jiuxiao's stunned moment to pull out the iron sword from his body, then turned over and rolled out.
Yan Jiuxiao laughed ferociously: "You can transfer out of the cultivation box and all kinds of power. I admire you. But I don't believe it. This real sword has pierced your heart. How can you transfer out? !”
Yan Jiuxiao knew that there was no chance, and those damn King Yama would arrive soon. He teleported over and tried to snatch the little golden dragon from Feng Shengxi's arms, but found that the old man with a white beard was already waiting for him before he reached it. Although this guy doesn't know how to fight, he is actually faster than him.
"Why do I feel something is strange about this place?"
"Why are you going?"
Du Shaoshou: "Then why did you faint just now?"
"I told you, leave now, otherwise the more you fight, the more of your people will die."
Huan Wan asked nervously. At this moment, everyone was so injured that the old man with the white beard was the last life-saving straw in her heart. If the old man with the white beard left like this again, she felt that she might collapse immediately.
An Zheng said: "Although we have experienced a lot in the past, they were all smooth after all. So success becomes a habit, and good luck becomes a habit. This kind of adversity will quickly destroy our faith. So Brother Monkey, Don’t be discouraged. It’s just one death at most. You and I have both died once.”
Du Shoshou asked the old man with the white beard blankly.
After this pop, there was another pop in the distance.
The white-bearded old man was lying on the ground with a look of helplessness on his face: "Otherwise, do you think you're bragging if you think I can't die even if I commit suicide?"
The old man with a white beard said: "I just don't want to leave. If I just ask someone to carry me, I feel embarrassed to tell you that you are all injured. Even if I have the nerve to say it, you may not agree to carry me, right?" So, I just pretended to be dizzy, and as expected, someone took the initiative to carry me away. "
Yan Jiuxiao knew that there was no chance, and those damn King Yama would arrive soon. He teleported over and tried to snatch the little golden dragon from Feng Shengxi's arms, but found that the old man with a white beard was already waiting for him before he reached it. Although this guy doesn't know how to fight, he is actually faster than him.
After running like this for almost two hours, they all let out a long sigh of relief when they could no longer see the pursuers behind them. This is a large mountain that looks shrouded in gray mist. The trees growing in the mountain look like monsters with teeth and claws, and none of the trees has leaves. The strange thing is that these trees are actually alive, and they look like they have been dried for hundreds of years.
After this pop, there was another pop in the distance.
An Zheng thought for a while and then said: "The entrance to the hell realm is over the new hell realm. If we want to go back, we will be exposed immediately. Not to mention that we can't reach the entrance, even if we do, we don't know how many people will be there. Then wait for us."
An Zheng nodded: "You can't blame someone for hating a person who saved us, and then forcing him to save us again."
"never mind."
Yan Jiuxiao was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes turned red: "Fuck you!"
"I'm telling you, if I weren't in your barrier and I couldn't transfer your power further, your losses would be greater, do you believe it?"
Du Shaoshou: "Then why did you faint just now?"
He stood there with his waist pinched, and it looked like he was really awesome.
The white-bearded old man was lying on the ground with a look of helplessness on his face: "Otherwise, do you think you're bragging if you think I can't die even if I commit suicide?"
"I'm cold-blooded?"
The sword actually pierced the white-bearded old man's heart, but dozens of meters away, a hole was pierced through a barrier pillar, and then the barrier pillar was pierced by a violent sword. The intention is torn and shattered.
Huan Wan snorted and didn't want to talk to him anymore.
"I'm telling you, if I weren't in your barrier and I couldn't transfer your power further, your losses would be greater, do you believe it?"
Yan Jiuxiao was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes turned red: "Fuck you!"
Yan Jiuxiao was also so angry that he lost his mind. Why did he care so much? His swords were slashing horizontally and vertically, and the swords were fierce. But all his sword energy was transferred out, and the old man with white beard selectively transferred it this time. Those killed by the sword energy were all Yan Jiuxiao's men, and hundreds of people were killed in one minute. At this time, the number of people blocking the New Hell Realm suddenly decreased, and the ghosts of the New Hell Realm rushed over crazily.
"I told you, leave now, otherwise the more you fight, the more of your people will die."
The old man with a white beard stood there holding his waist and sneered: "Although I really don't know how to fight, I have never lost in a fight."
"Send it to me again!"
The white-bearded old man was lying on the ground with a look of helplessness on his face: "Otherwise, do you think you're bragging if you think I can't die even if I commit suicide?"
As soon as the barrier opened, all the ghosts from the new hell realm who were blocked outside rushed over, and the other group of people were Yan Jiuxiao's men. The two groups of people fought together and were inextricably killed. Yan Jiuxiao would not allow those in the New Hell Realm to snatch away the little golden dragon. His men took advantage of the location and suppressed the ghosts in the New Hell Realm from the beginning.
"never mind."
The sword actually pierced the white-bearded old man's heart, but dozens of meters away, a hole was pierced through a barrier pillar, and then the barrier pillar was pierced by a violent sword. The intention is torn and shattered.
"it's good now."
Seeing that a good thing that was about to come true was ruined by an inexplicable person, how could Yan Jiuxiao be in a good mood? He swept across with his sword, and the half-moon-shaped sword energy came quickly, dozens of meters long, and even a mountain peak could be swept away by this sword.
"I don't believe I can't kill you!"
Before he finished speaking, the old man with a white beard jumped off him, straightened his clothes and looked around: "This place looks pretty good. The pursuers should not be able to find it for a while. But those guys If you still have a black-scaled beast in your hand, you won’t be able to hide from it.”
"Your people are already here. If you don't want you to suffer heavy losses, please leave quickly."
The old man with a white beard stood there holding his waist and sneered: "Although I really don't know how to fight, I have never lost in a fight."
The white-bearded old man looked annoyed: "If I were cold-blooded, I would watch you die instead of risking my life to save you. Since you scold me, I will follow your wishes and we will never see each other again."
Du Shoshou asked the old man with the white beard blankly.
Yan Jiuxiao held the long sword and stabbed downwards one after another. Each sword stabbed the old man with the white beard from front to back. But the more swords he stabbed, the more barrier pillars shattered around him. Not long after, all eighteen barrier pillars shattered. His barrier was loosened, and everyone's pressure was relieved.
Everyone exclaimed, and time seemed to have frozen at this moment.
Half an hour later, Huan Wan finally couldn't hold on anymore and fell to the ground. Monkey picked her up and everyone continued on their way stumblingly, but no one knew where else was safe in this hell of ruins.
An Zheng said: "I don't..."
"I'm telling you, if I weren't in your barrier and I couldn't transfer your power further, your losses would be greater, do you believe it?"
He turned around and walked away, seemingly without any affection for these people.
Du Shoushou forced himself to ask An Zheng. The old man with the white beard looked like he was still in a coma.
The old man with the white beard was obviously being beaten continuously, but he didn't look embarrassed at all. What was more embarrassed was Yan Jiuxiao who was beating people.
"Why are you going?"
An Zheng nodded: "You can't blame someone for hating a person who saved us, and then forcing him to save us again."
As soon as the barrier opened, all the ghosts from the new hell realm who were blocked outside rushed over, and the other group of people were Yan Jiuxiao's men. The two groups of people fought together and were inextricably killed. Yan Jiuxiao would not allow those in the New Hell Realm to snatch away the little golden dragon. His men took advantage of the location and suppressed the ghosts in the New Hell Realm from the beginning.
The white-bearded old man took advantage of Yan Jiuxiao's stunned moment to pull out the iron sword from his body, then turned over and rolled out.
"What do we do now?"
"how is he?"
"I'm cold-blooded?"
"it's good now."
"Send it to me again!"
Huan Wan looked at everyone and saw that no one could recover in a short time. Even if it does, the level of the enemies is much higher now than before. Not to mention the Eighteen Halls of Yama who have arrived in the new hell realm, even Yan Jiuxiao cannot be dealt with by anyone, not even at his peak, let alone now.
The white-bearded old man took advantage of Yan Jiuxiao's stunned moment to pull out the iron sword from his body, then turned over and rolled out.
"I told you, leave now, otherwise the more you fight, the more of your people will die."
Du Shaoshou: "Your uncle's..."
"It's the first time I'm so embarrassed. It's the first time there seems to be no hope."
"Your people are already here. If you don't want you to suffer heavy losses, please leave quickly."
Du Shoushou forced himself to ask An Zheng. The old man with the white beard looked like he was still in a coma.
"Send it to me again!"
Du Shoshou asked the old man with the white beard blankly.
"Are you okay?"
Yan Jiuxiao laughed ferociously: "You can transfer out of the cultivation box and all kinds of power. I admire you. But I don't believe it. This real sword has pierced your heart. How can you transfer out? !”
The monkey smiled: "I'm fine, what about them?"
Yan Jiuxiao held the long sword and stabbed downwards one after another. Each sword stabbed the old man with the white beard from front to back. But the more swords he stabbed, the more barrier pillars shattered around him. Not long after, all eighteen barrier pillars shattered. His barrier was loosened, and everyone's pressure was relieved.
He stood there with his waist pinched, and it looked like he was really awesome.
Huan Wan subconsciously stretched out her hand as if to stop it, but it was already too late.
The goddess's attention was on the surroundings: "These fogs are very strange. When we came in, there seemed to be no obstruction, but now..."
"You must die!"
"You must die!"
An Zheng said: "Although we have experienced a lot in the past, they were all smooth after all. So success becomes a habit, and good luck becomes a habit. This kind of adversity will quickly destroy our faith. So Brother Monkey, Don’t be discouraged. It’s just one death at most. You and I have both died once.”
Seeing that a good thing that was about to come true was ruined by an inexplicable person, how could Yan Jiuxiao be in a good mood? He swept across with his sword, and the half-moon-shaped sword energy came quickly, dozens of meters long, and even a mountain peak could be swept away by this sword.
Seeing that a good thing that was about to come true was ruined by an inexplicable person, how could Yan Jiuxiao be in a good mood? He swept across with his sword, and the half-moon-shaped sword energy came quickly, dozens of meters long, and even a mountain peak could be swept away by this sword.
He turned around and disappeared, disappearing out of thin air.
Du Shaoshou: "Then why did you faint just now?"
Before he finished speaking, the old man with a white beard jumped off him, straightened his clothes and looked around: "This place looks pretty good. The pursuers should not be able to find it for a while. But those guys If you still have a black-scaled beast in your hand, you won’t be able to hide from it.”
Yan Jiuxiao stepped on the old man with a white beard, then stretched out his hand, and an iron sword appeared in his palm. He grabbed the hilt of the sword, turned the sword's edge, and stabbed the old man with the white beard in the heart.
The old man with a white beard said with a smile: "It's better to be injured than to die. Just think of it as you repaying me a favor. What bothers me the most is the debt of favor. I don't like it whether it's something I owe others or someone else owes me." . We don’t owe each other anything, so we say goodbye.”
The old man with the white beard was obviously being beaten continuously, but he didn't look embarrassed at all. What was more embarrassed was Yan Jiuxiao who was beating people.
Before he finished speaking, the old man with a white beard jumped off him, straightened his clothes and looked around: "This place looks pretty good. The pursuers should not be able to find it for a while. But those guys If you still have a black-scaled beast in your hand, you won’t be able to hide from it.”
Unsurprisingly, the old man with a white beard who didn't know how to fight couldn't even dodge. The half-moon-shaped sword energy swept across his body, and in the next second, you might see the tragic scene of him being cut in half.
Huan Wan asked nervously. At this moment, everyone was so injured that the old man with the white beard was the last life-saving straw in her heart. If the old man with the white beard left like this again, she felt that she might collapse immediately.
He looked at Feng Shengxi and Huan Wan. The two women were at a loss.
Huan Wan snorted and didn't want to talk to him anymore.
However, no, in the distance, a half-moon-shaped sword energy suddenly appeared among the fiercely fighting crowd. It was dozens of meters long and extremely sharp. The sword energy swept across and killed almost sixty or seventy people, including the ghosts of the New Hell Realm and Yan Jiuxiao's men.
The sword actually pierced the white-bearded old man's heart, but dozens of meters away, a hole was pierced through a barrier pillar, and then the barrier pillar was pierced by a violent sword. The intention is torn and shattered.
She picked up a small stone and threw it out. With a pop, it was bounced back by some invisible force more than ten meters away.
"Send it to me again!"
An Zheng nodded: "You can't blame someone for hating a person who saved us, and then forcing him to save us again."
Du Shoushou forced himself to ask An Zheng. The old man with the white beard looked like he was still in a coma.
Yan Jiuxiao was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes turned red: "Fuck you!"
"I told you, leave now, otherwise the more you fight, the more of your people will die."
Yan Jiuxiao stamped her feet angrily, turned around and flew away.
"What do we do now?"
"I told you, leave now, otherwise the more you fight, the more of your people will die."
Du Shoushou forced himself to ask An Zheng. The old man with the white beard looked like he was still in a coma.
"I can only try my best to recover, there is no other way."
Half an hour later, Huan Wan finally couldn't hold on anymore and fell to the ground. Monkey picked her up and everyone continued on their way stumblingly, but no one knew where else was safe in this hell of ruins.
The white-bearded old man took advantage of Yan Jiuxiao's stunned moment to pull out the iron sword from his body, then turned over and rolled out.
The old man with the white beard turned around and said, "What can happen to me? I don't think it would be alright if someone 10,000 times more powerful than this guy beat me. I've seen a lot of big scenes."
The old man with a white beard stood there holding his waist and sneered: "Although I really don't know how to fight, I have never lost in a fight."
An Zheng said: "Although we have experienced a lot in the past, they were all smooth after all. So success becomes a habit, and good luck becomes a habit. This kind of adversity will quickly destroy our faith. So Brother Monkey, Don’t be discouraged. It’s just one death at most. You and I have both died once.”
"I told you, leave now, otherwise the more you fight, the more of your people will die."
After running like this for almost two hours, they all let out a long sigh of relief when they could no longer see the pursuers behind them. This is a large mountain that looks shrouded in gray mist. The trees growing in the mountain look like monsters with teeth and claws, and none of the trees has leaves. The strange thing is that these trees are actually alive, and they look like they have been dried for hundreds of years.
Yan Jiuxiao held the long sword and stabbed downwards one after another. Each sword stabbed the old man with the white beard from front to back. But the more swords he stabbed, the more barrier pillars shattered around him. Not long after, all eighteen barrier pillars shattered. His barrier was loosened, and everyone's pressure was relieved.
"Send it to me again!"
"I can only try my best to recover, there is no other way."
Yan Jiuxiao was also so angry that he lost his mind. Why did he care so much? His swords were slashing horizontally and vertically, and the swords were fierce. But all his sword energy was transferred out, and the old man with white beard selectively transferred it this time. Those killed by the sword energy were all Yan Jiuxiao's men, and hundreds of people were killed in one minute. At this time, the number of people blocking the New Hell Realm suddenly decreased, and the ghosts of the New Hell Realm rushed over crazily.
"I'm cold-blooded?"
Half an hour later, Huan Wan finally couldn't hold on anymore and fell to the ground. Monkey picked her up and everyone continued on their way stumblingly, but no one knew where else was safe in this hell of ruins.
Yan Jiuxiao knew that there was no chance, and those damn King Yama would arrive soon. He teleported over and tried to snatch the little golden dragon from Feng Shengxi's arms, but found that the old man with a white beard was already waiting for him before he reached it. Although this guy doesn't know how to fight, he is actually faster than him.
Feng Shengxi took Huan Wan's hand and said calmly: "No need to force it, Shibo is a man who always sees the beginning and the end, and it is not easy to get his help once. The Fairy Queen once said that Shibo is A person who sees the world as having nothing to do with him, and sees no one as having anything to do with him, has only himself in his world, and he has made an exception if he can save us once."
"how is he?"
Yan Jiuxiao stamped her feet angrily, turned around and flew away.
"We... are trapped here."
Seeing that a good thing that was about to come true was ruined by an inexplicable person, how could Yan Jiuxiao be in a good mood? He swept across with his sword, and the half-moon-shaped sword energy came quickly, dozens of meters long, and even a mountain peak could be swept away by this sword.
The old man with the white beard shouted at An Zheng and the others and still didn't leave? Then he screamed and fell to the ground. An Zheng struggled to pick him up, and everyone began to retreat quickly. Huan Wan exerted all her power, Bi Luo Suo's power was activated to the maximum, and the invisible light group led everyone to evacuate quickly, at an unparalleled speed.
"Cold-blooded!"
With a pop, the iron sword pierced the white-bearded old man's heart.
Huanwan injected the last bit of cultivation power into the Biluo Lock, which opened a small barrier to hide everyone's aura.
Du Shaoshou: "Then why did you faint just now?"
"first."
Half an hour later, Huan Wan finally couldn't hold on anymore and fell to the ground. Monkey picked her up and everyone continued on their way stumblingly, but no one knew where else was safe in this hell of ruins.
Yan Jiuxiao was also so angry that he lost his mind. Why did he care so much? His swords were slashing horizontally and vertically, and the swords were fierce. But all his sword energy was transferred out, and the old man with white beard selectively transferred it this time. Those killed by the sword energy were all Yan Jiuxiao's men, and hundreds of people were killed in one minute. At this time, the number of people blocking the New Hell Realm suddenly decreased, and the ghosts of the New Hell Realm rushed over crazily.
After running like this for almost two hours, they all let out a long sigh of relief when they could no longer see the pursuers behind them. This is a large mountain that looks shrouded in gray mist. The trees growing in the mountain look like monsters with teeth and claws, and none of the trees has leaves. The strange thing is that these trees are actually alive, and they look like they have been dried for hundreds of years.
An Zheng said: "Although we have experienced a lot in the past, they were all smooth after all. So success becomes a habit, and good luck becomes a habit. This kind of adversity will quickly destroy our faith. So Brother Monkey, Don’t be discouraged. It’s just one death at most. You and I have both died once.”
With a pop, the iron sword pierced the white-bearded old man's heart.
Huan Wan suddenly realized that she had indeed gone too far.
Old man with white beard: "What's wrong? I saved your lives, you just carried me on your back, what's wrong?"
After running like this for almost two hours, they all let out a long sigh of relief when they could no longer see the pursuers behind them. This is a large mountain that looks shrouded in gray mist. The trees growing in the mountain look like monsters with teeth and claws, and none of the trees has leaves. The strange thing is that these trees are actually alive, and they look like they have been dried for hundreds of years.
After running like this for almost two hours, they all let out a long sigh of relief when they could no longer see the pursuers behind them. This is a large mountain that looks shrouded in gray mist. The trees growing in the mountain look like monsters with teeth and claws, and none of the trees has leaves. The strange thing is that these trees are actually alive, and they look like they have been dried for hundreds of years.
Huan Wan asked nervously. At this moment, everyone was so injured that the old man with the white beard was the last life-saving straw in her heart. If the old man with the white beard left like this again, she felt that she might collapse immediately.
They found a clearing in the woods, and everyone couldn't run anymore. No one was intact, and the injuries were all serious.
This was a blow out of rage. It could be said that the old man with the white beard drove Yan Jiuxiao crazy. Obviously this old guy can't fight at all, but it's this annoying talent that makes him unable to be beaten to death. The previous three heavy blows were all deflected away by the old man with a white beard. Not only did they not hurt him, Yan Jiuxiao also smashed three of his barrier pillars.
Everyone exclaimed, and time seemed to have frozen at this moment.
The sword actually pierced the white-bearded old man's heart, but dozens of meters away, a hole was pierced through a barrier pillar, and then the barrier pillar was pierced by a violent sword. The intention is torn and shattered.
"how is he?"
When they sat down to rest in the open space, everyone looked extremely ugly.
They found a clearing in the woods, and everyone couldn't run anymore. No one was intact, and the injuries were all serious.
"I don't believe I can't kill you!"
Yan Jiuxiao was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes turned red: "Fuck you!"
An Zheng thought for a while and then said: "The entrance to the hell realm is over the new hell realm. If we want to go back, we will be exposed immediately. Not to mention that we can't reach the entrance, even if we do, we don't know how many people will be there. Then wait for us."
The white-bearded old man took advantage of Yan Jiuxiao's stunned moment to pull out the iron sword from his body, then turned over and rolled out.
Yan Jiuxiao was also so angry that he lost his mind. Why did he care so much? His swords were slashing horizontally and vertically, and the swords were fierce. But all his sword energy was transferred out, and the old man with white beard selectively transferred it this time. Those killed by the sword energy were all Yan Jiuxiao's men, and hundreds of people were killed in one minute. At this time, the number of people blocking the New Hell Realm suddenly decreased, and the ghosts of the New Hell Realm rushed over crazily.
"how is he?"
"I told you, leave now, otherwise the more you fight, the more of your people will die."
"how is he?"
An Zheng nodded: "You can't blame someone for hating a person who saved us, and then forcing him to save us again."
Yan Jiuxiao stepped on the old man with a white beard, then stretched out his hand, and an iron sword appeared in his palm. He grabbed the hilt of the sword, turned the sword's edge, and stabbed the old man with the white beard in the heart.
Everyone exclaimed, and time seemed to have frozen at this moment.
Seeing that a good thing that was about to come true was ruined by an inexplicable person, how could Yan Jiuxiao be in a good mood? He swept across with his sword, and the half-moon-shaped sword energy came quickly, dozens of meters long, and even a mountain peak could be swept away by this sword.
Du Shoushou forced himself to ask An Zheng. The old man with the white beard looked like he was still in a coma.
This was a blow out of rage. It could be said that the old man with the white beard drove Yan Jiuxiao crazy. Obviously this old guy can't fight at all, but it's this annoying talent that makes him unable to be beaten to death. The previous three heavy blows were all deflected away by the old man with a white beard. Not only did they not hurt him, Yan Jiuxiao also smashed three of his barrier pillars.
They found a clearing in the woods, and everyone couldn't run anymore. No one was intact, and the injuries were all serious.
He looked at Feng Shengxi and Huan Wan. The two women were at a loss.
Du Shoshou asked the old man with the white beard blankly.
Du Shaoshou: "Your uncle's..."
An Zheng waved his hand towards Du Shoshou to stop talking. He lay back on the ground and breathed heavily. The wound on his waist, which had been penetrated by the terrifying power of death, had not healed at all and was still there. bleed. If it weren't for the death energy in An Zheng's body, it might have deteriorated long ago. Even so, the bloody hole the size of a fist was there, making people's scalp numb just looking at it.
An Zheng said: "I don't..."
The white-bearded old man was lying on the ground with a look of helplessness on his face: "Otherwise, do you think you're bragging if you think I can't die even if I commit suicide?"
"Why are you going?"
He stood there with his waist pinched, and it looked like he was really awesome.
"I told you, leave now, otherwise the more you fight, the more of your people will die."
Unsurprisingly, the old man with a white beard who didn't know how to fight couldn't even dodge. The half-moon-shaped sword energy swept across his body, and in the next second, you might see the tragic scene of him being cut in half.
He turned around and disappeared, disappearing out of thin air.
Before he finished speaking, the old man with a white beard jumped off him, straightened his clothes and looked around: "This place looks pretty good. The pursuers should not be able to find it for a while. But those guys If you still have a black-scaled beast in your hand, you won’t be able to hide from it.”
"We... are trapped here."
The white-bearded old man looked annoyed: "If I were cold-blooded, I would watch you die instead of risking my life to save you. Since you scold me, I will follow your wishes and we will never see each other again."
An Zheng said: "I don't..."
Huanwan injected the last bit of cultivation power into the Biluo Lock, which opened a small barrier to hide everyone's aura.
Du Shaoshou: "Your uncle's..."
Huan Wan snorted and didn't want to talk to him anymore.
The sword actually pierced the white-bearded old man's heart, but dozens of meters away, a hole was pierced through a barrier pillar, and then the barrier pillar was pierced by a violent sword. The intention is torn and shattered.
"It's the first time I'm so embarrassed. It's the first time there seems to be no hope."
Du Shaoshou snorted: "It's embarrassing for you to be injured like this."
"first."
Yan Jiuxiao laughed ferociously: "You can transfer out of the cultivation box and all kinds of power. I admire you. But I don't believe it. This real sword has pierced your heart. How can you transfer out? !”
Du Shoushou forced himself to ask An Zheng. The old man with the white beard looked like he was still in a coma.
"Are you okay?"
The old man with a white beard stood there holding his waist and sneered: "Although I really don't know how to fight, I have never lost in a fight."
"We... are trapped here."
Yan Jiuxiao was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes turned red: "Fuck you!"
"You are going to die. I can save you once but not twice. So in order to avoid trouble, I'd better leave. After I leave, I won't be able to see you die one by one, so I feel better. "
Du Shaoshou: "Your uncle's..."
"first."
She picked up a small stone and threw it out. With a pop, it was bounced back by some invisible force more than ten meters away.
The old man with the white beard turned around and said, "What can happen to me? I don't think it would be alright if someone 10,000 times more powerful than this guy beat me. I've seen a lot of big scenes."
Du Shoshou asked the old man with the white beard blankly.
An Zheng said: "I don't..."
"Why do I feel something is strange about this place?"
"What do we do now?"
The old man with the white beard turned around and said, "What can happen to me? I don't think it would be alright if someone 10,000 times more powerful than this guy beat me. I've seen a lot of big scenes."
An Zheng waved his hand towards Du Shoshou to stop talking. He lay back on the ground and breathed heavily. The wound on his waist, which had been penetrated by the terrifying power of death, had not healed at all and was still there. bleed. If it weren't for the death energy in An Zheng's body, it might have deteriorated long ago. Even so, the bloody hole the size of a fist was there, making people's scalp numb just looking at it.
Du Shaoshou: "Then why did you faint just now?"
An Zheng nodded: "You can't blame someone for hating a person who saved us, and then forcing him to save us again."
"never mind."
The old man with the white beard turned around and said, "What can happen to me? I don't think it would be alright if someone 10,000 times more powerful than this guy beat me. I've seen a lot of big scenes."
The old man with a white beard said: "I just don't want to leave. If I just ask someone to carry me, I feel embarrassed to tell you that you are all injured. Even if I have the nerve to say it, you may not agree to carry me, right?" So, I just pretended to be dizzy, and as expected, someone took the initiative to carry me away. "
Yan Jiuxiao stepped on the old man with a white beard, then stretched out his hand, and an iron sword appeared in his palm. He grabbed the hilt of the sword, turned the sword's edge, and stabbed the old man with the white beard in the heart.
Huan Wan asked nervously. At this moment, everyone was so injured that the old man with the white beard was the last life-saving straw in her heart. If the old man with the white beard left like this again, she felt that she might collapse immediately.
Du Shaoshou: "Your uncle's..."
"You must die!"
Huan Wan suddenly realized that she had indeed gone too far.
Half an hour later, Huan Wan finally couldn't hold on anymore and fell to the ground. Monkey picked her up and everyone continued on their way stumblingly, but no one knew where else was safe in this hell of ruins.
Du Shaoshou: "Then why did you faint just now?"
"You are going to die. I can save you once but not twice. So in order to avoid trouble, I'd better leave. After I leave, I won't be able to see you die one by one, so I feel better. "
Huanwan injected the last bit of cultivation power into the Biluo Lock, which opened a small barrier to hide everyone's aura.
The old man with a white beard stood there holding his waist and sneered: "Although I really don't know how to fight, I have never lost in a fight."
"You must die!"
The old man with a white beard said: "I just don't want to leave. If I just ask someone to carry me, I feel embarrassed to tell you that you are all injured. Even if I have the nerve to say it, you may not agree to carry me, right?" So, I just pretended to be dizzy, and as expected, someone took the initiative to carry me away. "
Yan Jiuxiao stepped on the old man with a white beard, then stretched out his hand, and an iron sword appeared in his palm. He grabbed the hilt of the sword, turned the sword's edge, and stabbed the old man with the white beard in the heart.
Yan Jiuxiao stepped on the old man with a white beard, then stretched out his hand, and an iron sword appeared in his palm. He grabbed the hilt of the sword, turned the sword's edge, and stabbed the old man with the white beard in the heart.
"I'm telling you, if I weren't in your barrier and I couldn't transfer your power further, your losses would be greater, do you believe it?"
The old man with a white beard stood there holding his waist and sneered: "Although I really don't know how to fight, I have never lost in a fight."
"You are going to die. I can save you once but not twice. So in order to avoid trouble, I'd better leave. After I leave, I won't be able to see you die one by one, so I feel better. "
He stood there with his waist pinched, and it looked like he was really awesome.
Everyone exclaimed, and time seemed to have frozen at this moment.
After this pop, there was another pop in the distance.
Du Shaoshou: "Your uncle's..."
"I can only try my best to recover, there is no other way."
Yan Jiuxiao knew that there was no chance, and those damn King Yama would arrive soon. He teleported over and tried to snatch the little golden dragon from Feng Shengxi's arms, but found that the old man with a white beard was already waiting for him before he reached it. Although this guy doesn't know how to fight, he is actually faster than him.
Feng Shengxi took Huan Wan's hand and said calmly: "No need to force it, Shibo is a man who always sees the beginning and the end, and it is not easy to get his help once. The Fairy Queen once said that Shibo is A person who sees the world as having nothing to do with him, and sees no one as having anything to do with him, has only himself in his world, and he has made an exception if he can save us once."
"Cold-blooded!"
An Zheng waved his hand towards Du Shoshou to stop talking. He lay back on the ground and breathed heavily. The wound on his waist, which had been penetrated by the terrifying power of death, had not healed at all and was still there. bleed. If it weren't for the death energy in An Zheng's body, it might have deteriorated long ago. Even so, the bloody hole the size of a fist was there, making people's scalp numb just looking at it.
An Zheng said: "Although we have experienced a lot in the past, they were all smooth after all. So success becomes a habit, and good luck becomes a habit. This kind of adversity will quickly destroy our faith. So Brother Monkey, Don’t be discouraged. It’s just one death at most. You and I have both died once.”
"how is he?"
Old man with white beard: "What's wrong? I saved your lives, you just carried me on your back, what's wrong?"
After running like this for almost two hours, they all let out a long sigh of relief when they could no longer see the pursuers behind them. This is a large mountain that looks shrouded in gray mist. The trees growing in the mountain look like monsters with teeth and claws, and none of the trees has leaves. The strange thing is that these trees are actually alive, and they look like they have been dried for hundreds of years.
"It's the first time I'm so embarrassed. It's the first time there seems to be no hope."
Huan Wan asked nervously. At this moment, everyone was so injured that the old man with the white beard was the last life-saving straw in her heart. If the old man with the white beard left like this again, she felt that she might collapse immediately.
The sword actually pierced the white-bearded old man's heart, but dozens of meters away, a hole was pierced through a barrier pillar, and then the barrier pillar was pierced by a violent sword. The intention is torn and shattered.
Before he finished speaking, the old man with a white beard jumped off him, straightened his clothes and looked around: "This place looks pretty good. The pursuers should not be able to find it for a while. But those guys If you still have a black-scaled beast in your hand, you won’t be able to hide from it.”
"I can only try my best to recover, there is no other way."
An Zheng waved his hand towards Du Shoshou to stop talking. He lay back on the ground and breathed heavily. The wound on his waist, which had been penetrated by the terrifying power of death, had not healed at all and was still there. bleed. If it weren't for the death energy in An Zheng's body, it might have deteriorated long ago. Even so, the bloody hole the size of a fist was there, making people's scalp numb just looking at it.
He looked at Feng Shengxi and Huan Wan. The two women were at a loss.
With a pop, the iron sword pierced the white-bearded old man's heart.
Everyone exclaimed, and time seemed to have frozen at this moment.
Du Shaoshou snorted: "It's embarrassing for you to be injured like this."
The old man with the white beard shouted at An Zheng and the others and still didn't leave? Then he screamed and fell to the ground. An Zheng struggled to pick him up, and everyone began to retreat quickly. Huan Wan exerted all her power, Bi Luo Suo's power was activated to the maximum, and the invisible light group led everyone to evacuate quickly, at an unparalleled speed.
The old man with a white beard said with a smile: "It's better to be injured than to die. Just think of it as you repaying me a favor. What bothers me the most is the debt of favor. I don't like it whether it's something I owe others or someone else owes me." . We don’t owe each other anything, so we say goodbye.”
This was a blow out of rage. It could be said that the old man with the white beard drove Yan Jiuxiao crazy. Obviously this old guy can't fight at all, but it's this annoying talent that makes him unable to be beaten to death. The previous three heavy blows were all deflected away by the old man with a white beard. Not only did they not hurt him, Yan Jiuxiao also smashed three of his barrier pillars.
Huan Wan looked at everyone and saw that no one could recover in a short time. Even if it does, the level of the enemies is much higher now than before. Not to mention the Eighteen Halls of Yama who have arrived in the new hell realm, even Yan Jiuxiao cannot be dealt with by anyone, not even at his peak, let alone now.
"never mind."
"I don't believe I can't kill you!"
They found a clearing in the woods, and everyone couldn't run anymore. No one was intact, and the injuries were all serious.
The old man with a white beard said with a smile: "It's better to be injured than to die. Just think of it as you repaying me a favor. What bothers me the most is the debt of favor. I don't like it whether it's something I owe others or someone else owes me." . We don’t owe each other anything, so we say goodbye.”
"I told you, leave now, otherwise the more you fight, the more of your people will die."
"first."
Yan Jiuxiao was also so angry that he lost his mind. Why did he care so much? His swords were slashing horizontally and vertically, and the swords were fierce. But all his sword energy was transferred out, and the old man with white beard selectively transferred it this time. Those killed by the sword energy were all Yan Jiuxiao's men, and hundreds of people were killed in one minute. At this time, the number of people blocking the New Hell Realm suddenly decreased, and the ghosts of the New Hell Realm rushed over crazily.
After running like this for almost two hours, they all let out a long sigh of relief when they could no longer see the pursuers behind them. This is a large mountain that looks shrouded in gray mist. The trees growing in the mountain look like monsters with teeth and claws, and none of the trees has leaves. The strange thing is that these trees are actually alive, and they look like they have been dried for hundreds of years.
The goddess's attention was on the surroundings: "These fogs are very strange. When we came in, there seemed to be no obstruction, but now..."
The goddess's attention was on the surroundings: "These fogs are very strange. When we came in, there seemed to be no obstruction, but now..."
Everyone exclaimed, and time seemed to have frozen at this moment.
He turned around and walked away, seemingly without any affection for these people.
Yan Jiuxiao was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes turned red: "Fuck you!"
Du Shaoshou snorted: "It's embarrassing for you to be injured like this."
Du Shaoshou: "Then why did you faint just now?"
"Send it to me again!"
An Zheng said: "I don't..."
They found a clearing in the woods, and everyone couldn't run anymore. No one was intact, and the injuries were all serious.
With a pop, the iron sword pierced the white-bearded old man's heart.
An Zheng said: "I don't..."
"Why are you going?"
Half an hour later, Huan Wan finally couldn't hold on anymore and fell to the ground. Monkey picked her up and everyone continued on their way stumblingly, but no one knew where else was safe in this hell of ruins.
Du Shaoshou: "Then why did you faint just now?"
The old man with the white beard shouted at An Zheng and the others and still didn't leave? Then he screamed and fell to the ground. An Zheng struggled to pick him up, and everyone began to retreat quickly. Huan Wan exerted all her power, Bi Luo Suo's power was activated to the maximum, and the invisible light group led everyone to evacuate quickly, at an unparalleled speed.
Old man with white beard: "What's wrong? I saved your lives, you just carried me on your back, what's wrong?"
When they sat down to rest in the open space, everyone looked extremely ugly.
The sword actually pierced the white-bearded old man's heart, but dozens of meters away, a hole was pierced through a barrier pillar, and then the barrier pillar was pierced by a violent sword. The intention is torn and shattered.
Huan Wan asked nervously. At this moment, everyone was so injured that the old man with the white beard was the last life-saving straw in her heart. If the old man with the white beard left like this again, she felt that she might collapse immediately.
An Zheng said: "Although we have experienced a lot in the past, they were all smooth after all. So success becomes a habit, and good luck becomes a habit. This kind of adversity will quickly destroy our faith. So Brother Monkey, Don’t be discouraged. It’s just one death at most. You and I have both died once.”
Yan Jiuxiao stamped her feet angrily, turned around and flew away.
"We... are trapped here."
An Zheng thought for a while and then said: "The entrance to the hell realm is over the new hell realm. If we want to go back, we will be exposed immediately. Not to mention that we can't reach the entrance, even if we do, we don't know how many people will be there. Then wait for us."
"Why are you going?"
However, no, in the distance, a half-moon-shaped sword energy suddenly appeared among the fiercely fighting crowd. It was dozens of meters long and extremely sharp. The sword energy swept across and killed almost sixty or seventy people, including the ghosts of the New Hell Realm and Yan Jiuxiao's men.
The sword actually pierced the white-bearded old man's heart, but dozens of meters away, a hole was pierced through a barrier pillar, and then the barrier pillar was pierced by a violent sword. The intention is torn and shattered.
"You are going to die. I can save you once but not twice. So in order to avoid trouble, I'd better leave. After I leave, I won't be able to see you die one by one, so I feel better. "
Du Shoshou asked the old man with the white beard blankly.
"It's the first time I'm so embarrassed. It's the first time there seems to be no hope."
"Why are you going?"
Everyone exclaimed, and time seemed to have frozen at this moment.
"Cold-blooded!"
The old man with the white beard was obviously being beaten continuously, but he didn't look embarrassed at all. What was more embarrassed was Yan Jiuxiao who was beating people.
The old man with a white beard stood there holding his waist and sneered: "Although I really don't know how to fight, I have never lost in a fight."
"You are going to die. I can save you once but not twice. So in order to avoid trouble, I'd better leave. After I leave, I won't be able to see you die one by one, so I feel better. "
Huan Wan snorted and didn't want to talk to him anymore.
Du Shoushou forced himself to ask An Zheng. The old man with the white beard looked like he was still in a coma.
An Zheng said: "I don't..."
"You must die!"
Unsurprisingly, the old man with a white beard who didn't know how to fight couldn't even dodge. The half-moon-shaped sword energy swept across his body, and in the next second, you might see the tragic scene of him being cut in half.
"I'm cold-blooded?"
"I told you, leave now, otherwise the more you fight, the more of your people will die."
An Zheng said: "Although we have experienced a lot in the past, they were all smooth after all. So success becomes a habit, and good luck becomes a habit. This kind of adversity will quickly destroy our faith. So Brother Monkey, Don’t be discouraged. It’s just one death at most. You and I have both died once.”
"Are you okay?"
"It's the first time I'm so embarrassed. It's the first time there seems to be no hope."
"What do we do now?"
Huan Wan looked at everyone and saw that no one could recover in a short time. Even if it does, the level of the enemies is much higher now than before. Not to mention the Eighteen Halls of Yama who have arrived in the new hell realm, even Yan Jiuxiao cannot be dealt with by anyone, not even at his peak, let alone now.
When they sat down to rest in the open space, everyone looked extremely ugly.
"It's the first time I'm so embarrassed. It's the first time there seems to be no hope."
The white-bearded old man looked annoyed: "If I were cold-blooded, I would watch you die instead of risking my life to save you. Since you scold me, I will follow your wishes and we will never see each other again."
"how is he?"
With a pop, the iron sword pierced the white-bearded old man's heart.
"What do we do now?"
Du Shaoshou snorted: "It's embarrassing for you to be injured like this."
"I can only try my best to recover, there is no other way."
He turned around and disappeared, disappearing out of thin air.
The old man with the white beard turned around and said, "What can happen to me? I don't think it would be alright if someone 10,000 times more powerful than this guy beat me. I've seen a lot of big scenes."
An Zheng said: "Although we have experienced a lot in the past, they were all smooth after all. So success becomes a habit, and good luck becomes a habit. This kind of adversity will quickly destroy our faith. So Brother Monkey, Don’t be discouraged. It’s just one death at most. You and I have both died once.”
Huan Wan subconsciously stretched out her hand as if to stop it, but it was already too late.
This was a blow out of rage. It could be said that the old man with the white beard drove Yan Jiuxiao crazy. Obviously this old guy can't fight at all, but it's this annoying talent that makes him unable to be beaten to death. The previous three heavy blows were all deflected away by the old man with a white beard. Not only did they not hurt him, Yan Jiuxiao also smashed three of his barrier pillars.
He turned around and walked away, seemingly without any affection for these people.
"never mind."
He turned around and walked away, seemingly without any affection for these people.
The old man with a white beard said with a smile: "It's better to be injured than to die. Just think of it as you repaying me a favor. What bothers me the most is the debt of favor. I don't like it whether it's something I owe others or someone else owes me." . We don’t owe each other anything, so we say goodbye.”
This was a blow out of rage. It could be said that the old man with the white beard drove Yan Jiuxiao crazy. Obviously this old guy can't fight at all, but it's this annoying talent that makes him unable to be beaten to death. The previous three heavy blows were all deflected away by the old man with a white beard. Not only did they not hurt him, Yan Jiuxiao also smashed three of his barrier pillars.
Old man with white beard: "What's wrong? I saved your lives, you just carried me on your back, what's wrong?"
Huan Wan snorted and didn't want to talk to him anymore.
Feng Shengxi took Huan Wan's hand and said calmly: "No need to force it, Shibo is a man who always sees the beginning and the end, and it is not easy to get his help once. The Fairy Queen once said that Shibo is A person who sees the world as having nothing to do with him, and sees no one as having anything to do with him, has only himself in his world, and he has made an exception if he can save us once."
The old man with the white beard was obviously being beaten continuously, but he didn't look embarrassed at all. What was more embarrassed was Yan Jiuxiao who was beating people.
She picked up a small stone and threw it out. With a pop, it was bounced back by some invisible force more than ten meters away.
Huan Wan looked at everyone and saw that no one could recover in a short time. Even if it does, the level of the enemies is much higher now than before. Not to mention the Eighteen Halls of Yama who have arrived in the new hell realm, even Yan Jiuxiao cannot be dealt with by anyone, not even at his peak, let alone now.
Feng Shengxi took Huan Wan's hand and said calmly: "No need to force it, Shibo is a man who always sees the beginning and the end, and it is not easy to get his help once. The Fairy Queen once said that Shibo is A person who sees the world as having nothing to do with him, and sees no one as having anything to do with him, has only himself in his world, and he has made an exception if he can save us once."
"Are you okay?"
Half an hour later, Huan Wan finally couldn't hold on anymore and fell to the ground. Monkey picked her up and everyone continued on their way stumblingly, but no one knew where else was safe in this hell of ruins.
"We... are trapped here."
Yan Jiuxiao was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes turned red: "Fuck you!"
An Zheng nodded: "You can't blame someone for hating a person who saved us, and then forcing him to save us again."
"how is he?"
The old man with the white beard was obviously being beaten continuously, but he didn't look embarrassed at all. What was more embarrassed was Yan Jiuxiao who was beating people.
An Zheng waved his hand towards Du Shoshou to stop talking. He lay back on the ground and breathed heavily. The wound on his waist, which had been penetrated by the terrifying power of death, had not healed at all and was still there. bleed. If it weren't for the death energy in An Zheng's body, it might have deteriorated long ago. Even so, the bloody hole the size of a fist was there, making people's scalp numb just looking at it.
"how is he?"
Yan Jiuxiao stamped her feet angrily, turned around and flew away.
Huan Wan suddenly realized that she had indeed gone too far.
An Zheng nodded: "You can't blame someone for hating a person who saved us, and then forcing him to save us again."
Du Shaoshou snorted: "It's embarrassing for you to be injured like this."
Seeing that a good thing that was about to come true was ruined by an inexplicable person, how could Yan Jiuxiao be in a good mood? He swept across with his sword, and the half-moon-shaped sword energy came quickly, dozens of meters long, and even a mountain peak could be swept away by this sword.
"Your people are already here. If you don't want you to suffer heavy losses, please leave quickly."
The old man with a white beard said: "I just don't want to leave. If I just ask someone to carry me, I feel embarrassed to tell you that you are all injured. Even if I have the nerve to say it, you may not agree to carry me, right?" So, I just pretended to be dizzy, and as expected, someone took the initiative to carry me away. "
Seeing that a good thing that was about to come true was ruined by an inexplicable person, how could Yan Jiuxiao be in a good mood? He swept across with his sword, and the half-moon-shaped sword energy came quickly, dozens of meters long, and even a mountain peak could be swept away by this sword.
Du Shaoshou: "Then why did you faint just now?"
"What do we do now?"
Huan Wan snorted and didn't want to talk to him anymore.
As soon as the barrier opened, all the ghosts from the new hell realm who were blocked outside rushed over, and the other group of people were Yan Jiuxiao's men. The two groups of people fought together and were inextricably killed. Yan Jiuxiao would not allow those in the New Hell Realm to snatch away the little golden dragon. His men took advantage of the location and suppressed the ghosts in the New Hell Realm from the beginning.
The old man with a white beard said with a smile: "It's better to be injured than to die. Just think of it as you repaying me a favor. What bothers me the most is the debt of favor. I don't like it whether it's something I owe others or someone else owes me." . We don’t owe each other anything, so we say goodbye.”
Everyone exclaimed, and time seemed to have frozen at this moment.
Huan Wan looked at everyone and saw that no one could recover in a short time. Even if it does, the level of the enemies is much higher now than before. Not to mention the Eighteen Halls of Yama who have arrived in the new hell realm, even Yan Jiuxiao cannot be dealt with by anyone, not even at his peak, let alone now.
"how is he?"
However, no, in the distance, a half-moon-shaped sword energy suddenly appeared among the fiercely fighting crowd. It was dozens of meters long and extremely sharp. The sword energy swept across and killed almost sixty or seventy people, including the ghosts of the New Hell Realm and Yan Jiuxiao's men.
The goddess's attention was on the surroundings: "These fogs are very strange. When we came in, there seemed to be no obstruction, but now..."
Du Shoushou forced himself to ask An Zheng. The old man with the white beard looked like he was still in a coma.
Half an hour later, Huan Wan finally couldn't hold on anymore and fell to the ground. Monkey picked her up and everyone continued on their way stumblingly, but no one knew where else was safe in this hell of ruins.
"I can only try my best to recover, there is no other way."
"What do we do now?"
"Are you okay?"
An Zheng thought for a while and then said: "The entrance to the hell realm is over the new hell realm. If we want to go back, we will be exposed immediately. Not to mention that we can't reach the entrance, even if we do, we don't know how many people will be there. Then wait for us."
This was a blow out of rage. It could be said that the old man with the white beard drove Yan Jiuxiao crazy. Obviously this old guy can't fight at all, but it's this annoying talent that makes him unable to be beaten to death. The previous three heavy blows were all deflected away by the old man with a white beard. Not only did they not hurt him, Yan Jiuxiao also smashed three of his barrier pillars.
"You must die!"
The white-bearded old man took advantage of Yan Jiuxiao's stunned moment to pull out the iron sword from his body, then turned over and rolled out.
He turned around and walked away, seemingly without any affection for these people.
"first."
"it's good now."
An Zheng said: "I don't..."
"I can only try my best to recover, there is no other way."
An Zheng thought for a while and then said: "The entrance to the hell realm is over the new hell realm. If we want to go back, we will be exposed immediately. Not to mention that we can't reach the entrance, even if we do, we don't know how many people will be there. Then wait for us."
The white-bearded old man was lying on the ground with a look of helplessness on his face: "Otherwise, do you think you're bragging if you think I can't die even if I commit suicide?"
Huan Wan asked nervously. At this moment, everyone was so injured that the old man with the white beard was the last life-saving straw in her heart. If the old man with the white beard left like this again, she felt that she might collapse immediately.
"Why do I feel something is strange about this place?"
"Are you okay?"
The monkey lay there and looked at the gray sky. In fact, it was not the sky at all, but the thick fog that covered the sky.
Seeing that a good thing that was about to come true was ruined by an inexplicable person, how could Yan Jiuxiao be in a good mood? He swept across with his sword, and the half-moon-shaped sword energy came quickly, dozens of meters long, and even a mountain peak could be swept away by this sword.
As soon as the barrier opened, all the ghosts from the new hell realm who were blocked outside rushed over, and the other group of people were Yan Jiuxiao's men. The two groups of people fought together and were inextricably killed. Yan Jiuxiao would not allow those in the New Hell Realm to snatch away the little golden dragon. His men took advantage of the location and suppressed the ghosts in the New Hell Realm from the beginning.
The monkey lay there and looked at the gray sky. In fact, it was not the sky at all, but the thick fog that covered the sky.
The old man with the white beard turned around and said, "What can happen to me? I don't think it would be alright if someone 10,000 times more powerful than this guy beat me. I've seen a lot of big scenes."
"Why are you going?"
"It's the first time I'm so embarrassed. It's the first time there seems to be no hope."
Everyone exclaimed, and time seemed to have frozen at this moment.
The white-bearded old man looked annoyed: "If I were cold-blooded, I would watch you die instead of risking my life to save you. Since you scold me, I will follow your wishes and we will never see each other again."
"I'm cold-blooded?"
An Zheng said: "Although we have experienced a lot in the past, they were all smooth after all. So success becomes a habit, and good luck becomes a habit. This kind of adversity will quickly destroy our faith. So Brother Monkey, Don’t be discouraged. It’s just one death at most. You and I have both died once.”
"Send it to me again!"
"I don't believe I can't kill you!"
Yan Jiuxiao laughed ferociously: "You can transfer out of the cultivation box and all kinds of power. I admire you. But I don't believe it. This real sword has pierced your heart. How can you transfer out? !”
Old man with white beard: "What's wrong? I saved your lives, you just carried me on your back, what's wrong?"
Huanwan injected the last bit of cultivation power into the Biluo Lock, which opened a small barrier to hide everyone's aura.
Du Shoushou forced himself to ask An Zheng. The old man with the white beard looked like he was still in a coma.
The monkey smiled: "I'm fine, what about them?"
Seeing that a good thing that was about to come true was ruined by an inexplicable person, how could Yan Jiuxiao be in a good mood? He swept across with his sword, and the half-moon-shaped sword energy came quickly, dozens of meters long, and even a mountain peak could be swept away by this sword.
He turned around and walked away, seemingly without any affection for these people.
Half an hour later, Huan Wan finally couldn't hold on anymore and fell to the ground. Monkey picked her up and everyone continued on their way stumblingly, but no one knew where else was safe in this hell of ruins.
The goddess's attention was on the surroundings: "These fogs are very strange. When we came in, there seemed to be no obstruction, but now..."
Yan Jiuxiao held the long sword and stabbed downwards one after another. Each sword stabbed the old man with the white beard from front to back. But the more swords he stabbed, the more barrier pillars shattered around him. Not long after, all eighteen barrier pillars shattered. His barrier was loosened, and everyone's pressure was relieved.
"it's good now."
Du Shaoshou snorted: "It's embarrassing for you to be injured like this."
Du Shoshou asked the old man with the white beard blankly.
He looked at Feng Shengxi and Huan Wan. The two women were at a loss.
Old man with white beard: "What's wrong? I saved your lives, you just carried me on your back, what's wrong?"
He looked at Feng Shengxi and Huan Wan. The two women were at a loss.
"Why do I feel something is strange about this place?"
"Why are you going?"
The old man with a white beard said: "I just don't want to leave. If I just ask someone to carry me, I feel embarrassed to tell you that you are all injured. Even if I have the nerve to say it, you may not agree to carry me, right?" So, I just pretended to be dizzy, and as expected, someone took the initiative to carry me away. "
Before he finished speaking, the old man with a white beard jumped off him, straightened his clothes and looked around: "This place looks pretty good. The pursuers should not be able to find it for a while. But those guys If you still have a black-scaled beast in your hand, you won’t be able to hide from it.”
The goddess's attention was on the surroundings: "These fogs are very strange. When we came in, there seemed to be no obstruction, but now..."
The white-bearded old man took advantage of Yan Jiuxiao's stunned moment to pull out the iron sword from his body, then turned over and rolled out.
He turned around and walked away, seemingly without any affection for these people.
She picked up a small stone and threw it out. With a pop, it was bounced back by some invisible force more than ten meters away.
"Cold-blooded!"
"it's good now."
The old man with the white beard was obviously being beaten continuously, but he didn't look embarrassed at all. What was more embarrassed was Yan Jiuxiao who was beating people.
With a pop, the iron sword pierced the white-bearded old man's heart.
After running like this for almost two hours, they all let out a long sigh of relief when they could no longer see the pursuers behind them. This is a large mountain that looks shrouded in gray mist. The trees growing in the mountain look like monsters with teeth and claws, and none of the trees has leaves. The strange thing is that these trees are actually alive, and they look like they have been dried for hundreds of years.
Du Shaoshou: "Your uncle's..."
Huan Wan subconsciously stretched out her hand as if to stop it, but it was already too late.
"I'm telling you, if I weren't in your barrier and I couldn't transfer your power further, your losses would be greater, do you believe it?"
"We... are trapped here."
He stood there with his waist pinched, and it looked like he was really awesome.
He turned around and walked away, seemingly without any affection for these people.
"how is he?"
"What do we do now?"
Everyone exclaimed, and time seemed to have frozen at this moment.
"What do we do now?"
Yan Jiuxiao held the long sword and stabbed downwards one after another. Each sword stabbed the old man with the white beard from front to back. But the more swords he stabbed, the more barrier pillars shattered around him. Not long after, all eighteen barrier pillars shattered. His barrier was loosened, and everyone's pressure was relieved.
Before he finished speaking, the old man with a white beard jumped off him, straightened his clothes and looked around: "This place looks pretty good. The pursuers should not be able to find it for a while. But those guys If you still have a black-scaled beast in your hand, you won’t be able to hide from it.”