Void Transformation

Thirty miles to the west of Huangsha City is where Shicun is located. At this time, Shicun has no old scenery. It is full of scorched earth, and the old stone house that stood in the village for a hundred years is now even more successful. A fragmented end, along with the dust of the sky, is buried by history forever.

Before the ruins of the Shicun Ancestral Temple, a middle-aged man with half white hair stood still, his eyes seemed to be thoughtful, he held a broad-backed epee under his hand, and a general mantle was dancing in the smoke of gunpowder. Kind of majesty.

"Report!" A shout came from behind the general, but the general seemed unheard. Only when the informant came within ten steps behind him, Fang said coldly: "Say!"

The visitor was dressed in tight-fitting black clothes and masked. Hearing the sound, he clasped his fists. After a military salute, he didn't pretend, and said loudly: "Give me back to the general! No one in Shicun is spared, but..." At this point, that When the person came, he shut his mouth immediately, and the general said hesitatingly after seeing this: "Go ahead and say it."

After hearing this, the visitor hurried forward, and then whispered behind the general: "Father, I found an odd person on the mountain road north of Shicun. He felt bad so he didn't act rashly."

When the voice fell, a glimmer of relief flashed in the general's eyes, but he murmured in a cold voice: "Ning'er, how many times have I said that outside, we are just a relationship between superiors and subordinates!"

Hearing this, the man in black grinned and made a few two-finger piercing movements at the back of the general's head, but the gestures were silent, and the general could not find out even after all the battles. Cents. After completing this series of actions, the man in black retreated ten steps away from the general and said, "Yes!"

The general nodded, then turned around and walked towards the side of the mountain. The man in black hurriedly said, but he made another mistake: "Old General.. General! Where are you going, that suspicious person..." Before he could finish speaking, the general said in a deep voice, with a little faint power in his voice: "Split the troops in two ways and catch them!"

The voice fell. Without waiting for the man in black to react, the general walked towards the side of the mountain step by step. After a breath of effort, the man in black looked up again, but the general was no longer visible. Only the general was left on the ground. With a bit of enthusiasm, it can be seen how profound the general's skills are.

On the northern mountain of Shicun, a black-robed old man closed his eyes and focused, but his brows were tightly locked, as if he was focusing on something. Looking at it with concentration, this old man turned out to be the old monster hiding under the big tree in the last battle of Shicun.

At this time, he hadn't left Shicun. Although there was no one in the Huangsha City army in Shicun, the dense woods had become sparser at this time, and it must be related to the old man.

After a long time, the old man's mouth hung a weird arc, and a strange smile appeared in his mouth again, and then he seemed to say to himself: "So you are not dead yet, I wonder why the survivors are so weak!" Then the hands placed on the knees suddenly lifted, quickly changed multiple gestures on the chest, and blurted out with a soft drink.

"Control!" If the wind is here, you can see black mist flashing all over the old man at this time. The degree of this black mist is not weaker than that of the black-skinned man when he went mad, and it has even happened. It is inferior. If the two people are not related, then it is absolutely unbelievable to change to either person.

When the old man was proud, his closed eyes suddenly opened, and a drop of cold sweat on his forehead slowly dropped, because when he looked up to the front, he saw a figure slowly turning out from behind a big tree. I was there a long time ago, but I didn't notice it before.

Although the old man had some doubts in his heart, he immediately pressed down on the thoughts in his mind and snorted coldly: "Whoever pretends to be a fool, give it to the old man..." It was only halfway through this sentence when the old man suddenly said it to the old man. Seeing that celebrity figure suddenly disappeared, she felt vigilant in her heart, but at The next moment, she saw the figure come in front of him.

The old man knew that the other party was at least on Qinggong, far better than himself, he immediately paid more attention to this person, and then a smile appeared on his face. Seeing the palm of the person coming towards him, the old man couldn't avoid it, and grabbed his hands straight towards the palm of the other person.

When the three palms were handed over, a burst of black energy spread out from the old man's body again. This time, instead of wrapping around the side of the body, it quickly swept toward the incoming person. The old man didn't expect any effect from his move. After all, the Qinggong of the man was outstanding. He just thought of the next move in his heart, but saw that the man didn't use the original Qinggong.

There was an idiot in the old man's heart, and then he whispered in his mouth: "Die!" The voice fell, and the black robe old man's feet trembled strangely, almost just a moment in front of his left, right front and right back. Each position left a footprint, which is the second skill "Netherworld Ghost Step" on that Demon Sword!

The ghost steps used by this old man are somewhat different. The man using the demon sword only separates three figures, but this old man splits out five figures with one move. The five people settled for a moment, except for the original central one. In addition to the black-robed old man, the four quickly came to be surrounded by the black mist, and then shot back into the black mist at the same time.

Seeing that the four elder clones had already taken action, the old man's eyes flashed a sullen color, and then his figure flickered, and then the whole person flew upside down and reversed vertically in the air. It was a palm that fell from the sky and hit directly. The place where people printed the hall.

At this moment, a burst of sound rang out from the black fog, and then another heart-piercing scream came out: "No!" With this scream, the old black robe screamed. The Netherworld Ghost Step was officially over, and the black mist around the body had slowly subsided from the combo between this set of electric light flint.

In the dark fog, a Daoist shadow slowly appeared in it, but from a distance, the person was three feet off the ground, as if he was a Martial Forest master. It was the old man in black robe. The famous person, at this time, finally revealed the front of Lushan, and he was the mysterious old man in the ancestral temple of Shicun, He Qingshan!

At this time, He Qingshan stood on the ground with both feet and one hand behind him. The iron arm of the other mechanism was like an eagle catching a chick. It firmly pinched the neck of the black-robed old man. It turned out that the old man was not because of the extreme Qinggong only had his feet off the ground, but because he was controlled by others.

Just in the moment when the black-robed old man hit the combo, He Qingshan looked coldly. The opponent's shot was as slow as a three-year-old child, and the seemingly covered black mist had several fatal flaws. The place of defect is the place of safety.

As for the attacks of the five black-robed elders, it was even simpler. He Qingshan just stepped on the Eight Trigrams of the Nine Palaces, turned over and moved a little bit harder, and has guided the four phantoms in one place, just calling them " Cannibalism".

And the last body, He Qingshan, before he handed over with himself, took the first step to hold the opponent's key, and then easily resolved this palm. The black fog dissipated, and He Qingshan spoke coldly, but there were only five characters, but they were also unrealistic five characters: "One sword breaks Wanfa!"

The black-robed old man had an unbelievable look in his eyes. While using his hands in vain to grasp He Qingshan's mechanism iron arm, he uttered four words with difficulty: "This...no...but...can!"

Seeing this, He Qingshan tried harder in his hand, and the black robe old man could no longer say a word, but he was struggling but he was incompetent, but He Qingshan flashed a touch of loss in his eyes at this time, and then this loss was transformed. Out of hatred, staring at the old man in front of him, he spoke word by word:

"You killed the successor chosen by the old man, and the old man wants you to survive, not to die!"

As soon as the voice fell, at this moment, He Qingshan suddenly stopped, and then a strong wind struck in the northwestern jungle, and a purple gold giant sword flew obliquely with the sound of breaking through the air, "Kang Dang!" The loud noise went straight into the ground where He Qingshan had just been.

"What a crazy tone, let this handsome come meet you!" Then a general in armor quickly flew from the northwest, and at the same time, the black-robed old man who had escaped suddenly took off his hat and used the old man. The panicked voice trembled: "Marshal Liu, I am Elder of the Huangsha Baiyehui, help me take down this villain!"

Hearing this, the general's fighting spirit became stronger. Then he saw the black robe old man only wearing a long robe, his face was not hostile, and He Qingshan on the side was clearly a man with a human face. The monster, convinced that the suspicious person Ning'er mentioned just now must be him, and said in a deep voice:

"Take it, scrap!"

When He Qingshan saw this, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but then a helpless smile appeared on his face. He shook his head and said in a mild tone: "Oh Shan, haven't seen him for so many years, have you forgotten the old man?"

A small mountain called out, but it seemed like a peerless trick. The general suddenly felt like a lightning strike. The majesty of the past dissipated in an instant. A memory flashed in his eyes. After a while, there was a touch of suspicion, and he blurted out with a trial: "Dare to ask, What is the senior's name?"

"Hahahaha, old man He Qing..." The mountain character was still not spoken, He Qingshan's expression changed, and he flew towards the dense forest beside the general, just to see the black robe old man who did not know when and where he came from. A giant vulture flew out like this while holding the claws of the giant vulture.

The general who stayed in place ignored everything that happened in front of him, just murmured: "He Qing...He Qing...He..." Then he shouted, "He Qingshan!" He looked up as if thinking of something suddenly. When he looked at the forest again, the figure of He Qingshan was long gone.

In the canyon outside the stone village, a man dressed as a scholar leads the way, frowning. A rectangular object is wrapped in layers of clothing in his hands, and the steps under his feet are fast and slow. Behind the man, a strong black-skinned man with a black robe on his back, muttered:

"Okay, okay my friend, Yanmenguan, here I am!"

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