The Grand Marshal looked at this endless waters, and he never thought that this endless waters were simply transformed by Erhuang’s Daohai! The Tianyi Xuan Water in it was simply the Dao power of Erhuang during his lifetime!

That sacred mountain is all filled with Erhuang’s earth and mysterious true power!

The reason why Erhuang, which they saw, was left with only one skeleton, was not burned by the Lord of Black Flame, but after it was nailed and killed, its good disciple stripped it out with his own hands!

"Hahaha...hehehe..." The coach shed blood and tears, looking at the endless waters, and then at this sacred mountain. What a cruel wolf that he could do such a cruel move against his teacher who would be his teacher for life?!

"No...don't kill me...Master...Master..." The thin monkey had broken bones, and there was only a chance that the dark ghost energy would be connected to each other. It looked at the commander who was gradually walking in and begged mournfully.

The coach said coldly: "Now I know you call me Master? Is it great when I was killing me?"

It raised its fist, and the fist was filled with earth thunder and mysterious communication.

The thin monkey knew that he would die without any doubt, and no longer begged, but cursed resentfully: "You kill! You kill! Even if I die, I will not be willing to do so!"

"I'm not willing... I obviously need Tu Xuan's true strength the most, but it gives you the Xuan Yu that has been condensed for many years! Not to give it to me!"

"I resent! Although I am very talented, it never refuses to teach me the "Shan Hai Jing" completely! What's wrong with me? What's wrong with me? What's not good enough? Why! Why!"

The thin monkey howled and suddenly laughed, "But I finally made it pay the price! Hehehe... If it was wholeheartedly for me, how could I stab it in the back! It actually thought it could kill its master? Hahaha... the more it thought so, the less I could not let it do it!"

"Hehehehehehehehehehe..."

The handsome man looked at the thin monkey coldly.

It suddenly understood that what killed Erhuang was not the darkness in the sea of ​​black stones, but the greed and resentment of the thin monkey.

Why did Erhuang keep one move? It was precisely because the thin monkey has such a good talent that Erhuang couldn't help but keep one move because she was afraid that it would learn too quickly and be too ambitious. Unexpectedly, it was this kind of kindness that eventually killed itself.

Is Erhuang wrong?

What's wrong with it?

The thin monkey looked up at the Grandmaster from the ground, satisfied with the Grandmaster's sad look. It shouted: "Hehehehe... Do you have anything else to say? Tell me, the more painful you are, the happier I am! Hehehehe..."

The coach looked at it and said lightly: "You have broken Erhuang's heart."

The thin monkey was stunned.

The commander did not explain, and the fist fell, and the earth thunder Xuantong was heavily pressed. The thin monkey kept his stunned expression and was wiped out...

The general put away his fists and walked silently to the top of the sacred mountain.

"The array diagram of the sky-blocking array... Look at Erhuang carefully. What you failed to do, my young master and I will help you complete it."

...

In a dark world covered with hills, Li Dehui carried a black knife and moved forward slowly.

The land under his feet is very soft, just like the fields that have been plowed in spring. If every step is not stepped on, a dark blood-red dust will float in the soil, Li Dehui is very suspicious that he has come to the wrong place.

The sky dust in this secret realm showed a strange green color. There were countless long banners standing on the ground. The poles of the long banners were straight and slender, with a long strip of cloth hanging on them.

The secret realm is covered with countless long banners, and there are countless long strips of cloth. On those strips, there are different tadpole texts written, and the words are crooked and cannot understand what they mean.

As Li Dehui walked, there were suddenly a series of jingling sounds and unknown chanting sounds.

The mist in the distance slowly opened, and a figure wearing a high hat squatted in front of a hill, constantly throwing yellow paper into a pile of burning flames in front of him. Under its high hat it was pitch black and there was no human face. The long banner beside it kept whirling, and the cold wind was faintly around it, and the pile of flames looked like ghost fire.

It was just that it was chanting mantras, but the sound came from all directions, which made people shudder.

Li Dehui slowly pulled out the black knife behind him.

When his knife was completely pulled out of the scabbard, the person had already appeared above the figure.

He waved his sword down, like the first light when he opened the world, breaking through chaos and all bondage, and reaching the light directly.

The figure was indifferent and would slowly take out the yellow paper and throw it into the flames.

The sword light fell, and even the hills were broken, but the figure just shook for a while, and squatted over there, burning paper silently.

The ancient spell continued, and Li Dehuang failed to attack again. Instead, he stood by, held the knife and watched it quietly.

The curse became louder and more excited, and the human figure suddenly rose, yellow paper flew all over the sky, and Mars also splashed all over the sky.

The fire was lit up, turning from a faint fire to a long flame, leaping straight into the sky, just like communicating with the Nine Netherworld Yellow Springs.

The spell slowly subsided until it returned to nothingness. Then, the figure slowly stood up.

Li Dehui squinted his eyes and stared at its every move.

"Good knife..." A rustling sound rang out, like a rattlesnake swimming on the ground. The figure looked at Li Dehui, but his attention was always on the black knife in Li Dehui's hand.

Li Dehui looked at it, but he didn't know what kind of creature it was.

This figure has a human form, but it may not be a human. Its breath is illusory, like a lonely ghost emerging from a grave, burning paper money for itself.

Is it extradition itself?

Is it the dead soul or an alternative ghost?

This secret realm is extremely empty. When he walked to this day, the only creature he met was this figure, so he could not be said to be cautious.

"Who are you?" The figure asked just as Li Dehui stared at it.

"No roots and no duckweed, a swordsman in the world." Li Dehui said.

"I know you are a swordsman..." the figure said hoarsely, "What I ask you is, where are you from? Blackstone Overseas, how old are you?"

Li Dehui did not answer its question, but asked back: "Are you a ghost?"

"Ghosts? A bunch of clowns jumping into the beams, who have not become emperor ghosts, what's the point?" The figure sneered, and then his nose wings swelled, as if he had smelled something, "Your knife...the smell of Emperor Daohai on your knife, are you his successor?"

Li Deying was slightly shocked. He comprehended the Thousand Soldiers and first glanced at the sword of Emperor Daohai. No one could see through this except Chu Tianming. Can the figure in front of him feel it?

"Are you a human? The person trapped here?" Li Dehui asked.
Chapter completed!