On the Great Wall, which is as majestic as a crouching dragon, several people are looking into the distance at the moment.
"It's the power of Xuechi. It seems Brother Dao's worry is not unreasonable. Xuechi must have joined forces with Huangsai." One of them sat sideways on the half-man-high wall and said in a joking tone.
The speaker was a middle-aged man.
He has dark skin, an unkempt beard, and wears a patchwork jacket made of animal skins. He looks a bit slovenly. When he talks, he will occasionally raise his hand to fan himself beside him, as if to drive away flies attracted by the stench.
But for such a slovenly person, the two deans of the five courtyards had to politely call him Taoist brother when they met.
All this is because he has an identity that everyone respects.
Woodcutter Huangjun, Gumuya!
Although he is not a titled Huangjun, he is still one of the only seven Huangjuns in the entire Jiuzhou continent!
One can imagine the terrifying strength of it and the huge number of wild beasts it killed.
Such a person deserves the respect and awe of others wherever he goes.
Standing next to the woodcutter was a young-looking man.
The man was wearing a dark green Taoist robe with wide sleeves, and his black hair was spread freely behind his back. Hearing the woodcutter's words, he rolled his eyes and teased: "We haven't seen each other for several years, and the Blood Lord has gained a lot of courage. I thought he was in the wilderness."
You can use Forbidden City unscrupulously in the hinterland, so you don’t take us a little seriously?"
Gumuya looked seriously at the bloody light pillar that reached the sky, nodded and said: "I think so, he must have sensed that we are nearby, and he dared to use Forbidden Coming, so he didn't take us seriously."
"Which one can't bear it? In this case, Brother Gumu, how about you and I interrupt the Blood Lord's power now, and then..." The young man raised his hand and stretched out his flawless palm on his neck.
Just make gentle gestures and the meaning is self-evident.
The two men's serious questions and answers made the people next to them sweat.
Especially Zhang Shendu, the dean of Bailu Taoist Temple, now feels a little regret in his heart for letting these two scammers come over.
I asked you here just in case, not for you two to plot to kill a restricted area master!
It's not that Zhang Shendu doesn't think about it, but he knows very well that every master of the restricted area has extremely terrifying power. He can't kill him just because he wants to. If he could be killed so easily, the restricted area for life in Jiuzhou Continent would have been long ago.
Was flattened.
"You two, how about we make plans and see what they want to do?" Zhang Shen advised them alone.
The young man in green Taoist robe turned back, reached out and patted his shoulder and said: "Shendu, your biggest failure is your name. Whether it's cultivation or killing enemies, sometimes being cautious may not be a good thing."
"It is said that it is better to choose the day than to hit the sun. Since we bumped into each other today, we must try the old devil's methods to see if he has grown or regressed in the past few years." The woodcutter stood up on the wall and faced the wind.
And establish the way.
Zhang Shendu hesitated to speak, and finally sighed and said nothing.
Watching the two Huangjun disappear, an elder from the Bailu Taoist Academy advised them: "Dean, do we want to help? Although the Killer Huangjun and the Woodcutter Huangjun are amazing, what they have to face is after all.
Two restricted areas."
Zhang Shen thought for a long time, shook his head and said, "No, we just need to guard the Great Wall."
"But...."
"Haven't you heard the rumors about killing Ara-kun?"
The elder was at a loss for a moment and then seemed to suddenly remember something. His pupils suddenly dilated and his lips whispered: "Below the immortals, I am invincible, and above the immortals... one for one!"
So what about the master of the penalty area? It's not like Wen Fengming hasn't beaten him before...
...
Jiang Ning, who was imprisoned by the power of the blood pool master, was as red as cooked shrimps. He could feel that the blood in his body began to be out of control from the moment Wang Jin invited him to Jin Lin. If he hadn't suppressed it with his cultivation, I'm afraid that
At this moment, he had exploded and died.
"I can't move at all!" Jiang Ning couldn't figure out why the power of the blood pool master today was so terrifying.
As early as the Qianjia period in Chen County, Qianji had also offered sacrifices to the Blood Demon, but the pressure brought was obviously not as terrifying as this time.
If this continues, I'm afraid I'm really going to die!
"You are struggling." Wang Jin seemed to be a different person at this moment, with a hint of evil in his movements: "But it's okay, I let you struggle, I can only make you realize that no matter how hard you try, you can't change the reality.
After feeling powerless, killing you will give me the greatest satisfaction."
The reason why Jiang Ning didn't explode immediately was simply because Wang Jin didn't want him to die so happily.
"You are so perverted!" Jiang Ning gritted his teeth and said a few words: "But I don't think you should be happy about anything too early. Haven't you heard a saying that plans can never keep up with changes?
!”
"Oh?" Wang Jin didn't take it seriously. He only raised his head slightly to look at Liu Guang who was speeding in the distance and said, "Are you referring to the two people who came to save you?"
Jiang Ning's face suddenly turned ugly.
Before the two streams of light approached, he felt a sense of pressure from the bloodless master. It was impossible for Wang Jin not to feel it.
In this case, he is still so calm, which obviously has a back-up plan!
In other words, Wang Jin's target was the two people who came from the beginning to the end, and he was just adding to the conflict!
Of course, it no longer matters what the truth behind it is, because with the arrival of the two desolate kings, the entire desolate fortress seems to have come to life.
The roars of the beasts one after another shook the sky, and the huge claws of the beasts reached into the sky from the ground, trying to kill the two ants in the stream of light. Unfortunately, the ants were not dead, but the claws of the beasts were cut off, and the blood
Spray into the sky.
"Old Blood Ghost, we haven't seen you for many years, how are you?" A voice as clear as autumn water rang out across the sky and earth, causing many beasts to tremble instinctively after hearing it, lowering their heads and letting out whimpering sounds.
Thousands of miles above the sky, an ancient voice came from the source of blood.
"Wen Fengming, woodcutter...I didn't expect to catch two of your big fish today. I'm very relieved."
Li Yinyang, who had been lingering anxiously at the foot of the mountain, heard the words and showed great joy on his face.
"This voice is Wen Fengming, the dean of Shangqing Taoist Temple!"
"Great, Fellow Daoist Jiang is saved!"
"Jiang Ning, call for help, it's your leader from Shangqing Taoist Temple who is here, he can also save you!"
Jiang Ning, who was suppressed, was stunned for a moment, then he realized it and said with a joyful expression: "Is it Dean Wen? This kid Jiang Ning is..."
Jiang Ning's voice stopped suddenly.
It wasn't that he didn't want to call for help, but that Wang Jin pinched his neck and couldn't speak.
"Big shots have big shot things to do. Let's continue talking about our old history without disturbing them." Wang Jin's body floated in front of Jiang Ning and said condescendingly: "I know you have a treasure, hand it over.
Come out and I can keep your body intact."
His words made an idea flash in Jiang Ning's mind!
Jiang Ning slowly raised his head, grinned with his white teeth, and said, "Junior brother Wang, you reminded me, how could I have forgotten it..."