The golden Buddha still sat cross-legged in the sky, and Tianjiu also disappeared without a trace. The Xuanlong crutch struck into the empty space without exception.
"Huh? It turns out to be the Void Buddha? Where did that damn boy slip away to?" A surprised voice came out from the turtle in the Ten Thousand Years Black Dragon Armor, and the Black Dragon crutch also retracted.
The golden Buddha slapped hundreds of palms in a row before slowly disappearing. Hundreds of Buddha palms all fell on the old man with a goatee. Although most of the power was resisted by the ten thousand-year black dragon armor, the power of the palms that passed through the armor was still the same.
It made his blood boil and made him dizzy.
After a little while, the old man with a goatee stretched out his head and glanced around.
"Don't look, I'm here!" A hundred feet below, the black abyss shook for a while, and then Tianjiu stepped out, standing coldly with his hands folded, glaring at the old man with sharp eyes.
"Eh? How can you escape from the black abyss?"
"Huh! Isn't it just a black abyss? I'm walking on the ground, let alone escaping, I can even pick up girls in it and practice together. To tell you the truth, I wanted to leave just now and left long ago. But you beat my wife, so
I must seek justice for my wife."
"Ask for justice? Hahaha! Boy, why do you seek justice from the old turtle? Just because of your useless Boxu Buddha?"
"Why? Just rely on it!" Tianjiu gritted his teeth and snorted coldly, waved his hand, and a black cloud came over him.
A "hill" with a radius of 100 feet is half floating in the air, pushing through the many black abyss and embedded on the path. The "hill" is completely black, and thousands of magic patterns are clearly visible on the mountain. On the top of the "hill", there is a skinny man sitting cross-legged.
The white-bearded old man was covered by a protective light shield. His mouth was constantly trembling, and magic words the size of a palm fell from his mouth into the body of "Little Mountain".
"What...what is this?" The old man with a sheep's beard frowned, a bad feeling rising in his heart.
"The mighty cannon! It has six levels of defensive magic power and eight levels of attack magic power. It can destroy mountains and cities and collapse cities." Tianjiu replied with a smile.
"Magic?" The old man with a sheep's beard swallowed hard. For thousands of years, he had stayed in the formation and had never experienced the power of magic.
"Hei Tong, are you ready?" Tianjiu shouted to the white-bearded old man on the hill.
"Sir, this old slave has been ready for a long time!" The white-bearded old man nodded hurriedly.
"Set off the fire!!!" Tianjiu roared, pointing his finger at the old man with a goatee.
"Xuanlong Earth Escape!" The sheep-bearded old man was horrified. He retracted his head without hesitation, and then spun the ten thousand-year black dragon armor.
"Escape? Can you still escape? A designated peak spell~!"
Tianjiu screamed loudly, and a bunch of rich purple light suddenly shot out from his finger, accurately covering the ten thousand year black dragon armor. The black dragon armor that was about to escape into the ground stopped just a few inches below the ground.
, most of the body stands in the middle of the path.
"Boom~~!!!"
Following the loud noise of the earth shaking and the mountains shaking, a gray beam of light with a radius of about ten feet burst through the air, and then hit the Ten Thousand Years Black Dragon Armor without exception.
Black smoke filled the entire path and slowly dissipated into the black abyss. After a hundred breaths, above the path, the ten thousand-year black dragon armor still stood in the center, without moving at all. However, countless cracks appeared rapidly on the black dragon armor.
Then, it exploded with a bang and turned into thousands of fragments, which were scattered all over the bluestone path.
"Pfft~!"
The goat-bearded old man spat out a mouthful of black blood, revealing his lean torso, with no trace of bulges on his back, and two long horns protruding from both sides of his shoulders. The corners of his mouth twitched violently, and he stared at the dark muzzle in horror.
With only a withered hand, he was clutching his Xuanlong crutch.
"Old man, you're not bad! You are indeed a ten-thousand-year-old bastard. Even this can't kill you!" Tianjiu bared his teeth and sighed as he took back the divine cannon.
"Boy, you are very strong! You are the old man's rare rival in so many years. Originally, the old man could let you go, but you destroyed the old man's ten thousand-year black dragon armor. So, today, either you die or I die!"
"Tch! Old man, talk big and be careful not to lose your teeth. Come on, since your turtle shell has been broken, I won't take advantage of you and will fight you hand to hand! Let's see who kills the other!" Tianjiu despised
As he spoke, his arms shook, and two Tyrannosaurus claw arms appeared.
The old man with a sheep's beard secretly took a deep breath, his face was extremely solemn, and with a shake of his hand, the black dragon crutch shrank and turned into a small black stick two feet long.
"Boy, it seems that you still have the body of a demon cultivator, and your body is strong enough. It's a pity that you met an old turtle. I wonder if your life will be long enough?"
After the old man with the goat's beard finished speaking, he advanced instead of retreating. He stepped forward, and in an instant he was three feet away from the sky. He waved the small black stick in his hand and struck at the head.
"Well done, I'll fight!" Tianjiu raised his left arm, blocking the way of the little black stick, and suddenly struck out with his right arm.
"Bang~! Bang~!" A crisp sound and a muffled sound came out. A puff of black smoke came out from the small black stick, and Tianjiu's left tyrannosaurus arm also flashed violently. He suddenly realized that there was something inside his body.
, a trace of vitality suddenly passed away. But soon, a trace of the same size of vitality quietly filled back up in his Dantian.
The right arm of the Tyrannosaurus rex slammed into the lean body of the old man with a goatee, and his figure flew backwards and fell on the steps dozens of feet. He vomited a few mouthfuls of black blood and stood up tremblingly.
"Come again!" the old man with a sheep's beard roared. Without waiting for Tianjiu's reaction, he flew up directly, raised the little black stick, and swung it three times in a row.
"Just hit me! I'll see if I can't kill you!" Tianjiu curled his lips and struck out with his left and right Tyrannosaurus arms, blocking the left and right blows, and punched three times in a row.
"Whoa whoa whoa!"
The old man with a sheep's beard fell to the ground again, vomiting dozens of mouthfuls of black blood. Half of his body was sunken, and his dantian was completely broken. There were cracks all over the Dragon Pill, and traces of brown spirit dust shot out.
"Come again!!" The old man trembled and stood up slightly, his eyes were blood red, and he looked crazy.
"You're still here? Old man, you will die!" Tian Jiu shouted with sour teeth.
Unfortunately, the old man didn't give up at all. The small black stick in his hand shot out and hit the Tianjiu Gate directly.
"I'll block!" Tianjiu waved his arm lightly, and the little black stick shot away and fell a hundred feet away. His right arm of the Tyrannosaurus also shot out and stopped at the old man's forehead.
"That's enough! Old man, I don't want to beat you to death! You are an old-fashioned dragon, although you are bad, but you are not dead yet. You can leave, I have already relieved myself." Tianjiu retracted his tyrannosaurus claws, shook his head and sighed.
, with a big hand, he took the small black stick into his palm.
The corner of the old man's mouth twitched, and he glanced at Tianjiu and asked in horror: "Boy, why won't you die? With one blow of my Black Dragon Soul Devouring Stick, I devoured a thousand years of life. I chopped you four times in a row.
, and finally shot you with a stick, your life span should have elapsed for eight thousand years. Even if you are a monster, your life span will be exhausted and you will die of old age."
"Huh? You said this is the Mysterious Dragon's soul-eating stick?" Tianjiu didn't answer the question, he raised the small black stick and looked at it with interest.
"That's right! This is a genuine mysterious treasure, only used by the dragon clan. If you monks take it away, it will be nothing more than a scrap iron rod. It will not inspire any power, let alone swallow up longevity."
"Really? Try it, sir!" Tianjiu Thief smiled, injected a little bit of spirit dust, waved his hand lightly, and struck the old man with a goatee on the arm.
"Ah~!"
The old man with the goat's beard howled miserably and rolled away in panic. His body shriveled up quickly while he was rolling. Before he could breathe, he was already emaciated. The fearful old face was even more wrinkled, as if he had aged a thousand years in an instant.
"You...you...you are a dragon?!" The old man trembled and looked at Tianjiu as if he were a ghost.
"Ahem! I forgot to tell you. People in our hometown are called the descendants of the dragon. They should be considered dragon clan. I'm sorry, I just wanted to give it a try. I don't want to ruin your thousand years of life.
Yuan. However, you still made a profit. You can see that you lost my eight thousand years of life, and I didn’t cry like a ghost like you."
"Then you...why are you still so young? You don't seem to have changed at all. Did you get Mu Ni Long Jiao Rong?" The old man with a sheep's beard said, suddenly thinking of something, his old eyes suddenly brightened.
"Oh, that's right! Mu Yatou is my sister-in-law. It's not normal for me to ask for some horns from her." Tianjiu started his usual deception.
"Sister-in-law?!" The old man swallowed hard and stared at Tianjiu for ten seconds. Then, he gritted his teeth and turned over, banging his head in front of Tianjiu. (To be continued.)