The white-haired old man spit out a mouthful of blood and trembled all over. He wanted to stand up, but due to the serious injury and the effect of Yi Meng Qian Gu Xiang, he no longer had the strength to fight.
"Hehe, you immortal, you have been hit by a dream of eternal beauty, and now you have to endure my full blow. Even if your cultivation has reached the Saint Peeping Realm, you are already at the end of your strength, and you are no match for me at all."
The man in black gave a ferocious laugh, stepped forward, and came at a speed as fast as lightning, aiming directly at the white-haired old man.
"No! Grandpa."
Xiaoyu's face was filled with tears, her pink fists were tightly packed, but she couldn't move at all due to the incense, and could only watch helplessly as the man in black got closer and closer to the white-haired old man.
At this moment, Xiao Yu hates her own low strength more and more. If she had strong strength, she would not have been in a dream for a long time, let alone like now, she could only watch her grandfather in front of her.
Fighting without being able to do anything.
The white-haired old man managed to hold himself up, with veins crisscrossing his face and beads of sweat falling from his forehead, as if he was suffering unbearable pain.
However, he soon discovered that there was actually someone in this room, and this person was not unconscious due to the influence of a dream of eternity, but was alive and well.
"Sir, is that you?" The white-haired old man stared at Zhuo Wen who stood up from the bed in surprise, and couldn't help but exclaimed.
But soon, the white-haired old man saw another figure in the room. This figure had golden veins crisscrossing its body, and its golden light was overflowing, like the sun, extremely blazing and dazzling.
Moreover, the appearance of this figure is exactly the same as Zhuo Wen who was sitting cross-legged on the bed just now. There is no doubt that this golden figure is probably the incarnation of this person.
Moreover, what surprised the white-haired old man even more was that the guest who stayed here a few days ago was not affected by the eternal fragrance of the dream at all.
Zhuo Wen waved his sleeves and took the clone into the Canglong Palace, but his eyes were extremely gloomy.
Just now, he was in the meditation of cultivation, and he had placed quite powerful restrictions around the room, so he devoted himself to cultivation and did not deliberately perceive the outside world.
But now, the battle between the white-haired old man and the man in black directly broke his restriction, awakened him directly from his cultivation state, and his external incarnation was completely exposed to the outside, which had touched him.
The bottom line.
Although Zhuo Wen looked quite calm on the surface at this moment, his heart was as angry as a volcano erupting.
"Hey, you remnants of Nine Yang Heavenly Lord, go to hell! After I take care of you, I can bring back that little girl with Nine Yang Heavenly Lord's bloodline. This is a great achievement!"
At this moment, the man in black rushed into Zhuo Wen's room with lightning speed, although he also noticed Zhuo Wen who stood up.
Although the man in black was quite surprised that this man was not affected by Yimeng Qiangu Incense, the aura on Zhuo Wen's body was not strong, so he didn't pay much attention to it.
After he takes care of the white-haired old man, he can then deal with this ungrateful guy.
Thinking of this, the man in black moved faster. His right hand cut through the void like a poisonous snake and turned into a knife. Suddenly, a sharp and terrifying sword energy rushed out from his knife, trying to kill him.
The white-haired old man was completely destroyed.
The white-haired old man's face changed slightly, and he squeezed his right hand. Just when he was about to use a desperate move, a slender figure slowly walked in front of him.
"Sir, you..." the white-haired old man said in astonishment.
The man in black also saw the young man standing in front of the white-haired old man, his eyes were extremely gloomy, and he said coldly: "You ungrateful guy dares to stop me from killing people. You are just looking for death. That's fine. I'll kill you first."
, I’ll take that old man’s life later.”
Whoosh!
The man in black kept his momentum, and the knife in his hand instantly flew over, aimed at Zhuo Wen's heart, and plunged in suddenly.
However, when the hand knife was about to reach a few inches away from Zhuo Wen's heart, the man in black was shocked to find that his hand knife could no longer move forward, because Zhuo Wen's right hand reached out and actually grabbed his own right hand firmly.
.
This hand, like an iron hoop, firmly grasped his right hand, preventing him from moving even if he wanted to.
"What? Let me go."
The man in black roared fiercely, and all the holy power in his body gushed out. The holy power of the man in black contained the law of wind, and the roar of the wind formed a cyclone, directly attacking Zhuo Wen.
Unfortunately, the moment the holy power surged out of the man in black, he was violently twisted by Zhuo Wen, and the holy power that emerged was immediately covered up and annihilated by the severe pain.
Click!
Zhuo Wen showed no mercy, tearing his right hand apart, and the majestic holy power like a mountain crushed it down. Immediately, the man in black's right hand was torn off directly, and blood shot out like a torrential rain, spreading all over the sky.
"ah!"
The man in black howled miserably and stepped back, trying to escape from this place.
However, Zhuo Wen was much faster than him. He stretched out his right hand from the void, grabbed it from behind the man in black, grabbed the man in black's neck, and flicked it.
The man in black was thrown to the ground like garbage.
Boom!
The man in black was directly embedded in the ground tens of meters deep, and a mouthful of blood shot out. All the meridians in his body were shattered by Zhuo Wen's holy power, leaving only a breath and dying.
All of this happened in an instant. The white-haired old man and Xiao Yu had not even reacted. The man in black, who was so powerful, was beaten by Zhuo Wen and was unable to fight back.
"this……"
The white-haired old man was trembling all over, looking at Zhuo Wen's not-so-broad back, his eyes full of fear and fear.
The man in black's cultivation level is similar to his, and he is also in the Mysterious Saint Realm. Even if the white-haired old man didn't fall into that dream, he might not be able to defeat the man in black.
But this guest, who had just moved in, almost beat a strong man like the man in black to the brink of death in just a few breaths. What kind of strength is required to do this.
Moreover, the white-haired old man couldn't help but think of the incarnation of the body covered with golden veins that he saw in the room before.
He could feel that the sense of crisis brought to him by the strange external incarnation was even more terrifying than the young man in front of him.
At this moment, the zombie-faced young man in front of him looked quite mysterious in the eyes of the white-haired old man.
"So strong!"
Xiao Yu passed through the gap in the room and naturally saw the battle just now. After she came back to her senses, her beautiful eyes were full of energy and she stared straight at Zhuo Wen's back.
"My lord, this subordinate is useless and has been poisoned by the incense!"
At this moment, Long Tian staggered out of the room, his steps were shaky, his body was weak, and his face was quite ashamed.
"It's okay. The effect of this incense has certain limitations. You can go back and rest well. The effects of the medicine should be gone by tomorrow."
Zhuo Wen said something, took a step forward, and shot with his right hand. The man in black embedded in the ground more than ten meters deep was immediately pulled out by him.
"Who sent you here? Why are you disturbing my practice?" Zhuo Wen said coldly.
The scarf on the man in black's face had long since fallen off. He stared straight at Zhuo Wen in front of him, shook his head repeatedly and said, "Sir, please forgive me. The target of the villain is not you, the target of the villain. The target of the villain is the old man and the other two."
girl."
"It's the old man who disturbed your practice. He broke into your room and disturbed your purity."
At this moment, the man in black was complaining endlessly. If he knew that such a evil star lived in Pinghe Inn, how could he dare to enter Pinghe Inn alone.
In fact, it's not the man in black's fault. Pinghe Inn is the cheapest inn in Bixue County. Most of the warriors living there are at the bottom of Bixue County. There are no powerful warriors at all.
This is why the man in black is so confident that he comes to Pinghe Inn alone to test Xiao Yu's true identity.
If he had known that a strong man like Zhuo Wen existed in Pinghe Inn, he would never have come to die alone.
"Shit, if it weren't for you, would I have disturbed this gentleman?" The white-haired old man's face changed slightly, and he couldn't help but shouted angrily.
Zhuo Wen's expression remained unchanged, he just stared at the man in black coldly, a murderous intention burst out, which immediately made the hair on the man in black's body stand up.
The man in black was silent for a moment and said in a deep voice: "My lord, please let me live and I will tell you the purpose of my coming."
"You have no right to bargain in front of me!"
Zhuo Wen's eyes showed an impatient look, and he stretched out his right hand into the void. Suddenly, a huge shadow of the underworld emerged from the void behind him.
The phantom of the underworld instantly submerged the man in black. The man in black was seen shaking and twitching, and finally his whole body shrank and turned into a shriveled corpse.
The phantom of Huang Quan swept over and disappeared into the void, and in Zhuo Wen's palm, there was a drop of yellow liquid suspended.
This droplet contains a strong sense of death, and within this will of death there is also a business derivation, as if life and death alternate in this droplet, forming a balance, as if it constitutes a cycle of reincarnation.
Huangquan, according to legend, is a river deep in the underworld. Huangquan can cross life and death. It contains the truth of reincarnation. There is a different kind of balance between life and death.
Master the underworld, you can live or die, and become the supreme master between life and death.
Just now, Zhuo Wen used the shadow of the underworld in the killing underworld finger to kill the man in black, and turned the man in black's whole body energy into such a drop of underworld.
"So that's it. Killing the underworld means killing people, and they can be refined into underworld. If they are serious sinners, does that mean they can get more drops of underworld?" Licking his lips, Zhuo Wen looked excited.
Meaning.
He finally understood why the threshold for killing the underworld finger of this immortal art was so low. The purpose of this immortal art was to let you kill in order to cultivate more drops of underworld.
If it is finally constructed into a netherworld, I am afraid that the power of this magical technique will shock the whole world.
Of course, this road is naturally full of uncertainties. After all, killing one person only condenses a drop of underworld. How many lives are needed to gather it into a huge underworld.
And Zhuo Wen is not the kind of person who is bloodthirsty. He will kill those who should be killed naturally, and he will never kill those who should not be killed. Therefore, he cannot do what those demons do, killing innocent people indiscriminately.