"You're a sharp-tongued young man, but he's still talking harshly even when he's about to die!"
The old man with withered bones has not yet revealed his true form. Only a black mist enveloped the three of them, and a cold voice came from it, which was extremely strange.
"Senior Brother Mu!"
Wu Daimeng exclaimed, never expecting that the "Mu Xu Ling" who had just made a grudge against her would rush out to protect her and even be injured as a result.
"Junior sister, be careful. The skills and moves of this withered old man are extremely weird, and his soul is even more powerful. You must keep your mind calm and not be invaded by him!"
"With this black mist, no one can figure out our situation, and naturally there is no way to support us. We must break the black mist as soon as possible!"
Yuan Chen pretended to be anxious because of a serious injury, but he was secretly reminding someone who was hiding in the dark.
It’s Zhang Ruozhuo!
Yuan Chen has long seen through the reality of the black mist of the Bone Old Man, but for the people in this sky battlefield, no one has been able to see through this black mist to see what's going on inside.
Even if it is a sword-fighting battle, the domineering sword demon cannot do it!
Being in the dark fog is like entering a small independent world. No matter what happens, it will not disturb the outside world. It is suitable for doing some secret affairs for men.
"Then I will dispel this black fog and make this sky pure!"
Wu Daimeng looked serious and finally became serious.
Her white jade-like hands formed a strange seal, and wisps of purple light escaped from her right shoulder. Strangely speaking, the purple light had just lit up, and the black mist that filled the surrounding area spontaneously retreated as if it were alive.
"I, Wu Daimeng, will let you see today what it means to be evil and not to suppress good!"
The holy purple light became more powerful, completely dispelling the darkness around Wu Daimeng, and even spreading outward.
"How could..."
At this moment, Zhang Ruozhuo appeared silently behind the two of them and hit them on the back of the neck with two blows from his hand.
The skeletal old man who witnessed all this obviously did not expect the development of the situation, and his surprised cries stopped abruptly.
"Well, I haven't finished speaking yet. You... sneak... sneak attack."
Wu Daimeng, who was holding back his ultimate move, was unprepared and was easily knocked unconscious by Zhang Ruozhuo. Before he fainted, he thought it was a sudden attack from the skeletal old man. He had no idea that this heavy blow came from his respected senior brother.
Yuan Chen had long expected that Zhang Ruozhuo was going to take action, and was thinking about how to avoid suspicion. At this time, he went downhill and fainted decisively without saying anything.
"Hehehe, you are indeed my favorite junior among the three, but if you want to surrender, you can't just knock them out. If you kill them, I will spare your life, and I can also take you into my Yiling Sect!"
Zhang Ruozhuo's eyes were closed, his face showed no sadness or joy, as if he was in trance, his lips moved slightly, and he said numbly: "There may have been news exchanges between Yi Ling Sect and Burial Ruins recently."
Although the withered old man didn't look like he was surrendering to Zhang Ruozhuo, in his heart he didn't think he could survive any trouble, so he naturally had the mentality of toying with his prey.
"Want to inquire about the burial ruins? Tell me, maybe I will
Out of my great mercy, I will tell you what you want to know?"
"No need, after you are completely destroyed physically and mentally, I will find the information I want from your remaining soul."
After a brief silence, a series of crazy laughter came from the black mist, and the black mist continued to surge, as if the entire black mist was beating with the laughter.
"The Ghost Ink Soul Resurrection Technique is the top secret skill of the evil ghost path in the ruins. However, not many people dare to risk their lives to practice it. For this reason alone, I admire you very much."
As soon as Zhang Ruozhuo said these words, the laughter suddenly stopped, but the billowing black mist did not stop, but became more violent, as if there was something huge in the black mist that was restless.
"Junior, who are you? How come you have such a deep understanding of the burial ruins?"
Something seemed to condense quickly in the black mist, and soon turned into a looming figure, strange and mysterious.
"Daoxian Sect, Longhu Peak, Zhang Ruozhuo."
Almost word for word, the whole sentence seemed to be forced out of Zhang Ruozhuo's throat and between his teeth, with overwhelming hatred and endless cold murderous intent.
Zhang Ruozhuo's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened. In the pupil of his right eye, there was a faint black tiger roaring up to the sky. A pair of fleshy wings covered with snow-white scales flapped powerfully, as if there was a hurricane in the black tiger's blood.
It condenses in the big mouth of the basin.
In the pupil of the left eye, a smart golden dragon soared up and down, with silver light patterns flashing on the golden dragon scales. There was an auspicious cloud under each of the five sharp claws, but the colors were different.
The moment he opened his eyes, Zhang Ruozhuo flew up so fast that it was almost difficult to catch with the naked eye, and even the black mist didn't have time to billow in the place he passed.
However, the direction in which Zhang Ruozhuo rose up was not where the figures were gathered, but the void three feet to the left of the figures.
"Dragon and tiger ask the way of heaven!"
Zhang Ruozhuo drew a graceful arc with both hands. The black tiger roared on the arc drawn by his left hand, and what was billowing was actually billowing demonic energy. The golden dragon probed its claws on the arc drawn by his right hand, and the pure spiritual energy dispersed like clouds.
A terrifying attraction came from between the dragon and the tiger. The originally churning black mist was pulled, and there was a faint tendency to be dragged over, but it seemed to instantly turn into a rock in the river, unmoved.
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"Come here!" As Zhang Ruozhuo shouted violently, his appearance changed dramatically.
The originally thin body swelled up quickly as if it had been inflated, the muscles swam like thin snakes, and the bulging veins were also squirming.
The wrinkles that were originally as deep as ravines are slowly smoothing out, and the old and thin face has quickly turned into a middle-aged look. The appearance is ordinary, but there is a wonderful Taoist charm that is neither good nor evil, which is particularly eye-catching.
When all the changes were over, the old and thin slovenly Taoist priest turned into a strong middle-aged man. Although he didn't look very strong, he seemed to have hidden explosive power, which made people fearful.
The black mist that was clinging to its position could no longer hold on any longer, and flew over under the influence of the suddenly stronger gravity.
"It turns out he is the kid from Longhu Peak. No wonder he wants to inquire about the burial ruins." The voice of the withered old man came out of the black mist, but his tone was not alarming.
"The ghost is born in the mist, and the spirit returns to form."
The thick black mist converged towards the old man with bones, fixing him in mid-air. A humanoid outline gradually formed in the black mist, and soon turned into an old man in black holding a bone scepter.
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The old man with withered bones finally revealed his true form!
The old man with bones nodded his staff, and the folds on his face instantly squeezed together, and said with a smile: "Your master is now very prosperous. He is now the master of the Burial Ruins Wheel Hall, and his cultivation is beyond the ordinary.
I'm a little better."
"If you want to follow your master, why not go back with me, ancestor, and I can send you to the burial ruins regardless of the past grudges."
Having said this, the withered old man changed the topic and continued: "If you want to take your master back, then die here."