It's dark and the moon is high, and the wind is gushing.

In the deep mountains and in the jungle, something seemed to be shaking around.

Jingyuan suddenly opened his eyes and walked out of the cave.

“Geehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Yizhi's strange laughter came to his ears, and Jingyuan couldn't help but frown.

The sharp sword in his hand moved slightly, as if it was a sensation.

"Who is it?" Jingyuan's voice was cold and harsh. Although it was not as loud as thousands of miles across the mountain, it also made people buzz in their ears.

“Geehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Another strange laughter came from the darkness, a sarcastic voice: "Can't even remember me?"

"Black Old Monster?" Jingyuan said in surprise: "Aren't you dead? Why are you alive again?"

"What does it mean? What does it mean? I'm not dead at all."

An old figure gradually appeared in the darkness, but it looked strange, no one, no ghost, two beards on the corners of the mouth were thin and long, and the height of Mi Wu was slightly curled up, with his hands behind his back. When he smiled, he looked like a crab's face, and his beard was blowing and his eyes looked like an octopus head.

Jingyuan glared at the old black monster, and then had a murderous intent on his body: "So, there has been a rumor in the town near Baihua City that is rumored that there are monsters talking about you?"

"Haha, probably, probably not." The old black monster seemed to be deliberately keeping it indifferently.

"Since you are not dead, you should cherish your life. I will never give you another chance to survive this time." Before Jingyuan finished speaking, the sharp sword in his hand had already slashed down.

In the darkness, thousands of storms arose.

The north wind blows, the trees slop, the rocks are loose, and the grass tips sway.

Youruo slowly opened her eyes when she heard the sound. Because Jingyuan guarded the entrance of the cave, she felt much more heartbroken, as if she had a nap.

"What's the sound? The sound of fighting?" Luo Nanlingyi seemed to sense something, and his eclipsed eyes finally shone.

The black monster just dodged and retreated, which actually made Jingyuan's sword energy fall into vain.

"You have grown a lot over the years, but it's a pity that you never had the chance to kill me again." The old monster looked at Jingyuan with praise and sigh, and at the same time with a bit of rampantness and pride.

Jingyuan's expression moved and disappeared in an instant.

The black old monster's treacherous smile also disappeared on the spot.

The two chased and fled. They flashed and turned around the nearby mountains.

Jingyuan was only half a step away each time, but even this half step could not hurt the black monster at all.

"Boy, it's my turn to attack now. I remember that you stabbed into my body with this sword six years ago. Today I will give it to you." The old black monster seemed to have enough fun, gritted his teeth and said viciously.

This place suddenly became quiet, and Jingyuan seemed to have lost the trace of the Black Monster. In just six years, he did not expect the Black Monster to make such rapid progress.

Thinking of six years ago, he was chasing the traces of the Black Monster all over the mountains and fields, it took him two months to subdue the Black Monster. Unexpectedly, the sword forced it down the cliff and failed to kill him.

Jingyuan was quietly sensing the storm of wind, and countless huge waves suddenly surged into his ears, making his brain dizzy.

A cold wind slammed his back, and his body just happened to dodge.

Jingyuan's expression became even more serious. This old black monster was more than twice as powerful as six years ago. I don't know if he had obtained some magic weapons or what secret techniques he learned, but he actually disturbed his mind from time to time.

The sound of the huge waves had just faded away, but it was replaced by the galloping force of thousands of horses, and his head felt like it was being trampled.

"Boy, you have something to worry about, so you can't calm down. I originally admired you and intended to accept you as your disciple, but you are obsessed with it." The old monster said with emotion: "Do you think you could really hurt me six years ago?"

Jingyuan trembled and looked at the old monster in anger: "What do you mean? Could it be that you deliberately gave in to me?"

"What else?" The old monster laughed sarcastically: "I saw that you were too persistent and couldn't stand your pursuit, so I came up with such a way to escape."

Jingyuan clenched his hands into fists, wishing he could rush forward immediately, and his sword broke his former shame.

"Then why do you come to me for revenge after six years?"

"Oh!" The old black monster sighed and said helplessly: "I was practicing to a critical moment. If I hadn't been chased by you, I would have broken through long ago. I was worried that killing you would cause trouble, so I came up with such a plan. Unexpectedly, your sword just broke through the black yin energy gathered in my body and made me come back to the beginning."

The old monster said in the end with deep hatred, because Jingyuan's sword forced him to spend six more years. In order to succeed in re-cultivating, he had to regain the black yin energy. Only he himself knew how difficult it was to get the black yin energy.

"In order to gather the black yin energy and practice evil skills, how many people have you harmed? I'm afraid you can't even count them yourself?" Jingyuan looked at the black monster with deep hatred, and the sword in his hand once again emitted a dazzling cold light.

The dark night seemed to be reflected, and the big hand that could create illusions with just a swing of the sword.

Jingyuan was about to rush forward, but saw a great change in front of him. This was no longer the dark night, but an ancient place where wild wolves roared and lions roared.

One by one, the evil beasts approached him, and finally rushed forward and rushed forward.

"I want to see if you died from the gnawing of ancient beasts, or if you can kill all these beasts." The black monster smiled proudly, as if he was very satisfied with the magical magic that he had finally practiced successfully.

Jingyuan and the ferocious beasts are constantly fighting. Even if his cultivation level is high, facing these endless ferocious beasts, sooner or later, the black monster only needs to waste some black yin energy to enjoy the fruits. Thinking of this, he had a higher level of fantasy about his illusion and magic skills.

As long as he continues to gather black yin energy, the illusion and magical power can be continuously improved. Wouldn't he be invincible in the world at that time?

"Gee" Yizhi laughed comfortably, his voice was so obscene and sinister.

"Senior Brother" Youruo looked at Jingyuan, who looked like a madman in the darkness, and his sword energy rushed away.

Jingyuan seemed to be awakened, and the world in front of him finally became clear.

It turned out that it was just a fantasy in his mind.

This magic trick is indeed extremely powerful. He died under his own sword and in his own madness.

Jingyuan looked at Youruo's eyes and suddenly attacked her.

His face was dark and his eyes were red, as if he was a beast with great magical nature.

Youruo always felt something was wrong, especially Jingyuan's look at her made her feel strange.

"Senior Brother, what's wrong with you?" Youruo was a little worried. He wanted to step forward, but found that Jingyuan didn't know her at all, so she had to retreat behind her.

"Sister, Senior Brother, I've been captured by this monster's magic." Luo Nanlingyi rushed from a distance and waved his sword to block it without hesitation.

Youruo's eyes were cold, and he looked at the black old monster who was smiling badly. His sword flashed with purple light and his cold air was so cold.

"Why, are you also a disciple of the Tongxian Sect? I don't seem to have seen you before." Seeing Youruo looking over, the old black monster couldn't help but look at her and the sword eyes in her hand.

"Didn't you see it now?" Youruo glared at the old black monster, and his sharp sword energy spread and swept away.

"Huh? What a strong sword energy." The old monster exclaimed, then shook his head again: "Although the sword is a good sword, it is not strong enough. Why don't you take me as your teacher and let me give you some advice?"
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