Immortal Martial Venerable

High in the sky, the Lord of the Black God Ridge and the Saint of the Mingyang were fighting against the Holy Lord of the Yinshan Mountains. However, the black cloth of the Holy Lord of the Yinshan Mountains was really powerful, blocking all attacks from even the holy-level Taoist weapons.

And the Holy Master of Yinshan Mountain was even more cunning and cunning. He had been hiding aside all the time, urging the strange black cloth to fight against the two powerful men in the Holy Realm from a distance.

Although the leader of the Black God Ridge is only a new saint, after all, she has a black dragon sword in her hand. This black dragon sword was refined by Gu Fei casually, and its grade directly rose to the holy level.

The power of this top-grade holy weapon is extraordinary.

Even an ancestor-level powerhouse like the Holy Lord of Yinshan, who has reached the Holy Realm, must be afraid of him.

If he was struck by the Black Dragon Sword, even the Holy Lord of Yinshan would be severely injured.

On the contrary, it is Holy Lord Mingyang. Although this guy is at the intermediate level of the Holy Realm, he does not have a decent holy weapon in his hand, so he cannot pose a threat to Holy Lord Yinshan at all.

However, the black cloth was extremely evil and the black energy was so powerful that it even turned into a heart-stopping black dragon and pounced on the two powerful men in the holy realm.

"Holy Lord Yinshan, you are still as sinister as ever!"

Holy Lord Mingyang roared while taking action.

The light of the Zhiyang True Fire that erupted from the Spiritual Fire Bead in his hand became increasingly dim. Even the best artifact was not enough to see it.

"Crack!"

Under the full force of Holy Lord Mingyang, the Spiritual Fire Bead in Holy Lord Mingyang's hand actually had cracks, and the Taoist pattern contained within showed signs of collapse.

"this……"

Holy Master Mingyang's heart aches and his heart is bleeding. This is a top-quality artifact, extremely precious. Even if you have money, you can't buy it!

Even the existence of the Holy Realm must be jealous.

Because it is not so easy to refine the best god-level Taoist weapons, it also depends on luck.

Holy Lord Mingyang had spent countless efforts and a great price to obtain the Spiritual Fire Bead in his hand.

"Haha... I am an evil heretic. I am a bit cunning and cunning. Isn't that what I should do?"

Holy Lord Yinshan laughed.

"kill!"

The master of the Black God Ridge roared angrily, and the Black Dragon Sword in his hand seemed to come alive. The power of the Black Dragon Sword increased with each strike.

With more than a dozen slashes, all the black energy flowing down from the black cloth was dispersed.

"You're quite crazy, little girl. I'll wait until I capture you and take you back and teach you a lesson."

Holy Lord Yinshan said proudly.

"Despicable guy."

Holy Lord Mingyang was furious, but he could already foresee the fate of this old ghost from Yinshan. With the master here, how could this old ghost from Yinshan cause any trouble?

They took action without any scruples.

At this time, on the mountain road below, Gu Fei, disguised as an ordinary soldier, quietly came behind the fat man who was giving instructions on the country and commenting on the battle in the sky.

"bump!"

Gu Fei kicked the fat man directly on the butt. The next moment, with a "swish" sound, the fat man soared into the sky like a rocket.

"Wow, ah, you don't play like this..."

The fat man was so frightened by this sudden blow that he screamed and almost peed.

"..."

When Yuyao, Meng He, Wang Zhan and others saw this, they were stunned. When they looked at the man who kicked the fat man away, they were so frightened that their eyeballs almost fell to the ground, and they could put something in their mouths. A duck egg.

"Are you surprised or surprised?"

Gu Fei looked at the fat man rising into the sky and smiled.

"Surprise, surprise, what a surprise..."

"Unexpected, unexpected, so unexpected..."

Wang Zhan, Meng He, Yu Yao and others murmured subconsciously, and they all mourned for the fat man in their hearts.

"Fat brother, let's go..."

Wang Zhan shouted loudly to the fat man in the sky.

"Damn it, I'm not dead yet..."

The fat man is so depressed that he is about to vomit blood.

"Who did I offend?"

The fat man, full of resentment, crashed directly into the black cloth.

"Where did this little guy come from, are you so eager to die?"

Holy Lord Yinshan couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw a big fat man suddenly rushing up from below.

This little guy from Dongyue Xueer is really crouching tiger, hidden dragon!

It's no wonder that the disciples he sent would be killed quietly. Who would have thought that this little princess of the Dongyue Dynasty would actually hide two holy realms under his command.

Those guys didn’t die unjustly!

Holy Lord Yinshan would never have imagined that his disciples would die so unjustly. They were poisoned to death by Yuyao and the others of Wanshen Sect before they even saw the shadow of Dongyue Xueer.

It has to be said that the poison of the Wanshen Sect is truly unparalleled in the world. Even a small disciple of the Wanshen Sect can kill monks below the holy realm with their poison skills.

What kind of heavenly realm or divine realm, as long as it is not the holy realm, you can use poison to make them receive box lunches.

"Mom, what the hell is this..."

At this time, the fat man was like a fly landing on a spider's web. The black energy coming down from the black cloth was entangled tightly, and no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free.

"Little guy, to be able to die under my Nine Nether Sky-shading Umbrella is a blessing that you have cultivated for several lifetimes."

Holy Lord Yinshan sneered.

"Damn it, you ten thousand-year-old ghost, you want to kill me, your fat father? Go ahead and dream about it."

The fat man cursed loudly.

"Master, this..."

Seeing this scene in the sky, everyone on the mountain road was shocked.

Wang Zhan and the fat man chatted very well, and they were even more anxious and sweating profusely.

In fact, this fat man fell in love with his sister and wanted to take her as his direct disciple, so he took great care of Wang Zhan these days.

"It doesn't matter, just wait and watch the show."

Gu Fei waved his hand and quietly retreated. He was now an ordinary soldier.

"..."

Everyone was shocked and confused. With such a level of cultivation, Fatty could survive in the hands of the Holy Lord of Yinshan Mountain?

"How dare you, little ant, act so arrogantly in front of me? I want your soul to be shattered and you will never be reincarnated."

The Holy Lord of Yinshan was immediately angered by the fat man.

You must know that he is a powerful figure in one area. Not only the Dongyue Dynasty, but also the Naha Tian Dynasty must pay tribute to him. The territory he controls is very large.

In his territory, he is absolutely aloof and dominant, and no one dares to disobey him.

Now a little ant dares to scold him. It's strange that he's not angry.

At this time, the master of Black God Ridge held his sword and charged forward, trying to save the fat man.

But suddenly countless black shadows rushed out from the black cloth and headed towards the Lord of the Black God Ridge. The terrifying aura of death spread across the sky and the earth, and everyone's heart palpitated.

It was like someone suddenly opened the door to hell and countless evil spirits rushed out of hell.

Holy Lord Mingyang also wanted to save Fatty, but was blocked.

And those black shadows also pounced on the fat man, and the black shadows sank directly into the fat man's body.

"Roar!"

The fat man's face immediately turned ferocious, and all his orifices were filled with black energy. ??

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