Martial Peak

The weird old man gave Lu Guichen and the swordsmen of the United States an unusual feeling, which made them quite care, so although the two stopped, they were still silently paying attention to the old man.

"Moon, you and I are old acquaintances. We all know who can’t help but what is the end of this battle today? I think whether you are yours or my people, you need to recover." Returning to the dust and carrying his hands, he looked at the beautiful woman of Jianmeng.

The beautiful woman named Luna was indulging for a while, and gently beheaded: "Yes!"

"I know you are good to talk." Lu Guichen laughed, took the lead in collecting his own gold armor, and put away his own short spear, frowning: "Moon, I have a problem, I don't spit."

"If you have something to say, you have a fart and put it." The handsome face of Yue Yue showed a bit of intolerance, and the words were quite rude.

Lu Guichen grinned, and he didn't care. He extended a finger and said: "This old guy is your sword league? How have I not seen it before?"

He asked, the expression of Yueyue suddenly became weird, and he said: "He is not yours?"

Lu Guichen looked at him and shook his head slowly.

The two looked at each other and suddenly their eyes brightened. They also said: "There are people here?"

The voice fell, and both of them turned into an iridescent light, and they rushed toward the old man who was carrying the debris of the battleship below.

What is the place here, and what kind of danger there is, no matter whether it is Lu Guichen or the moon.

But at the moment, under the eyes of the two people, there suddenly appeared an aboriginal!

They naturally want to start with the strong, and grab the old man. First, the other side will explore the information here. In this unknown place, if you have enough information, you may be able to take an absolute advantage. This is clear to everyone.

So they didn't say a word, and they started.

The breath of the two powerful people who belonged to the Holy Kings suddenly spread around, and they were much stronger than they were when they were fighting. Both of them showed the momentum that they must gain.

Lu Guichen and Yue Lu have known each other for many years. They know each other well and have the same strength. They almost rushed to the old man at the same time. One person grasped the side of the old man and looked at each other. No one would give in to each other.

The old man had just picked up a piece of warship and had not had time to put it in his space, and he was in great difficulty. It seems to be scared too. The body is stiff in place. Do not move.

Then, his expression became weird, and his face showed a sense of interest. In the confrontation between the two great kings, the cloud lightly put the debris of the battleship into their own space.

This strange move made Lu Guichen and Yue Yue at the same time. The next moment, they realized that it was not good.

Can still be so careless in the confrontation between the two of them, this old man is either a madman, or is a skillful person, and did not put them in the eye.

The latter possibility is relatively large.

So Lu Guichen and Yue Yan also let go, and want to stay away from this weird old man.

At this moment, the old man suddenly heard a crazy pulling force. His body turned into a swamp in the blink of an eye, and Lu Guichen and Yueyue were deeply trapped in it.

In the next moment, the two felt that the sacred element of the dynasty quickly passed, pouring into the old man.

The two were horrified, and the New Moon was screaming.

With the strength of the two, the old man's face became more and more rosy, and it seemed to be greatly nourished. Even the white hair gradually became shiny and dark.

The old man pouted, screaming at the two people, silent and secret.

Until then, the old man's body showed a very dangerous atmosphere, the breath spread, everyone could not help but tremble, stopped the movements.

Everyone's ear side seems to sound a burst of ghosts and screams, the wind is blowing, this old man alone with the breath of the air, let everyone fall into the nine purgatory, experience the spirit of life is not as good as death.

"Two small things are too much to look down on people. Well, the old man has not encountered such a lively scene for many years. This time, I will take a life around you. If you dare to commit another crime, you will be told that you will fly away!" A bang, the body shocked, a huge impact from his body.

Lv Guichen and Yueyue both screamed and flew backwards, like a broken paper basket. They vomited a **** mist in the air, and their looks were sluggish and their faces were weak.

Being madly captured by the old man, they almost died on the spot.

Standing firm, looking at the old man again, his eyes filled with deep horror.

Yang Kai’s eyeballs are also trembled violently, and they can hardly believe everything they have seen.

Lu Guichen has a thorough understanding of how to cultivate it. He has personally experienced it. In the hands of Lu Guichen, he had no room for resistance.

At the very least, Lu Guichen is also a two-level king of the Holy King, and even a master of the Three Kings.

Such a master can be as ridiculous as a three-year-old child in front of the strange old man.

What kind of cultivation is this old man? Yang Kai could not imagine.

"Well, yes, it’s rare to come here so many people, don’t call your people, die one less, and soon have to be deserted.” The old man thought for a moment and suddenly told him.

Lu Guichen and Yue Yan looked at him and nodded quickly: "Listen to the instructions of the predecessors!"

After seeing the super strength of this old guy, they never dare to make it again. Because they all know that if the old man has the heart, he can easily kill all the people here.

His strength is not something that everyone can resist.

"Hey, if you die, you can't waste it, let you come in." The old man seems to be muttering, throwing his hand, and a dark flag suddenly appears. The flag is full of sinister breath, faintly visible. Many illusory shadows of the beasts are surging in them. The shadows of the people are clearly the souls of the gods. Each one is powerful and unparalleled.

They are all bound in the banner, just like losing their own consciousness, turning into bloodthirsty and cruel resentment.

The big flag fluttered in the wind, and the sound of ghosts and wolverines ran through the heavens and the earth.

The translucent spirits of the gods emerged from the bodies of the dead warriors, and seemed to be summoned in the midst of the glory, all of which rushed into the banner.

Not a little bit of effort, the dark flag will accept the souls of thirty or forty warriors.

Just as a stone was thrown into the calm lake, the surface of the darkened flag was layered, and the grievances that had been bound in it fluctuated wildly, vying for the new souls. Spiritual.

The chewing sound of the cockroaches is endless and direct to the soul.

In the blink of an eye, the dozens of spirits belonging to the Purple Star and the Swordsmen are eroded, as if they had never existed before.

The darkness of the dark flag is so strong that it is thick.

"If you dare to provoke right and wrong, I will bring you all in!" The old man looked around with a smirk and closed the dark flag.

Everyone is pale and no one dares to answer.

Seeing the scene just now, how dare they have any incitement? After death, even the soul must be eaten, this kind of thing is more terrible than death.

So everyone is honest, all of which converge on their own strength.

"You can find a place to live by yourself. First familiarize yourself with the environment. Well, I have to tell you that there is no danger here, and there is plenty of material, aura, and it is very suitable for cultivation. The mountain should not be close within 50 miles. That is Where the old man lives, but whoever dares to approach, the consequences are conceited!" The old man pointed to a mountain peak not far away, and said a pass, as if he had not spoken for many years, this is just drifting away, the blink of an eye is gone. Traced.

After he left for a long time, no one dared to have any movements. They were all in place. Everyone’s chest had a strong heartbeat, and some people swallowed.

Lu Guichen and Yue Yan looked at each other for a long distance, and they were speechless for a while.

Immediately, they took out the import of the medicinal herbs and took out the sacred crystals to begin to restore their strength.

After an hour, the two stood up one after the other.

Until they had the action, the Wushen and the swordsmen who survived the sword league dared to breathe out of the atmosphere, and they moved closer to each other.

"Yang Kai, Yang Kai..." Not far from the call, Yang opened his head and saw that the face of the seedlings whitish and waved.

Yang Kai stood up and walked towards them.

A few dozen feet away, Biya bites the silver tooth and looks at it with hatred, but does not dare to have any blocking action.

The old man said that whoever dared to provoke right and wrong, he took his soul and spirit into the dark flag, and Bi Ya did not dare to touch the old guy's mold.

"Thank you all." Yang Kai walked to the side of Wo Zao and Miao sisters, sincere thanks.

If they hadn't held Biya recently, he didn't have a chance to get out of the way, and he couldn't wait for the old man to take the plunge.

"No." He shook his head early. "We owe you."

"Who is the old guy? I just scared me." He Miao patted her chest, and she was scared.

"The master should be aware of it." He looked thoughtfully at the beautiful woman. "In any case, if he spoke, the purple star would not dare to come again. It is safe for the time being. Yang Kai Is your power imprisoned?"

"Well. That Lu returned to the dust of the hands and feet." Yang opened the dagger.

"Come with me, I will take you to the master and ask her to help you lift the body's ban."

"There are two jobs." Yang opened his eyes.

"What kind of politeness." He Miao smiled and finally recovered his spirit. "Before you gave me and my sister some restoration products, we also insisted that the master could not save us. Counting, we still owe you one. Life."

"Little things." Yang Kai faintly nodded, not enthusiasm, not too indifferent, just like the attitude of people who meet.

Going to the place where the people of He Zaohe Miao Chao Jianmen gathered, not a long time, they came to the beautiful woman.