Immortal Martial Lord

Chapter 466 A surprise

The ancient wilderness is definitely not a good place on the Tenglong Continent. Even if a monk walks in, he may never return and disappear.

In the world of cultivation, not many people are willing to enter that unknown territory, but some adventurous people appear near the ancient domain from time to time.

Where there is danger, there is opportunity. In the ancient wilderness, where immortals are extinct, although there are unknown dangers, in such inaccessible places, there may be treasures of heaven and earth, or ancient ruins from ancient times.

The founder of the Three Great Dao Sects encountered a great opportunity in the Hundred Thousand Mountains and obtained the Taoist holy scriptures, and then established the current Taoist sect and became one of the few cultivation forces in the world.

Most of the people who venture into the wild ancient realm, ancient ruins, or unparalleled dangerous places are old monsters in the realm of Yuxu who are nearing the end of their lifespan.

However, none of the members of the team led by the old man surnamed Shang to the ancient battlefield this time were old monsters from the Yuxu realm who were dying.

Bypassing that unparalleled and dangerous place, the old man surnamed Shang continued to take three men, three women, and six monks, thinking about the ancient battlefield.

Two young monks were devoured by that party because they did not listen to the old man's advice. After this accident, everyone was convinced of the old man.

No one had any objections anymore. Everyone was following the old man's lead and did not dare to do anything out of the ordinary. You must know that this is a wild ancient territory, and only by following the experienced old man named Shang can they enter and exit safely.

The old man did have some skills. Under his leadership, everyone avoided several dangerous places. The old man seemed to know where to go and where not to go.

After nightfall, the group of people arrived near the ancient battlefield. The old man surnamed Shang led everyone to the foot of a bare blood-colored hill and stopped.

"Let's spend the night here!" The old man looked at the sky, then carefully observed the surroundings, and then said to everyone.

In the wild ancient region of the far west, after night falls, there are no stars in the sky at all. Only the brown mist is floating between the dim sky and the earth, giving people an extremely oppressive feeling.

The old man led everyone up the bloody hill. Everyone found that this hill was very strange. The rocks at the foot were red and strange, as if they were soaked with fresh blood.

The blood-colored hill is not high, and seems to be only about five or six hundred meters long. Halfway up the mountain, there stands a huge stone that looks like blood-colored agate several feet high.

The old man led everyone towards the bloody boulder. When they got closer, they discovered that there was a dark hole behind the bloody boulder.

"Ok?"

When everyone saw this, they couldn't help but be startled. Some people subconsciously reached into their storage bags, held their own magic weapons, and became cautious.

When walking in the ancient wilderness, anything can happen. Only by being careful and maintaining a high level of vigilance at all times can you survive longer than others.

"Don't worry, there is no danger here. We will spend the night in the cave and enter the ancient battlefield during the day." Seeing how nervous everyone looked, the old man comforted them.

When everyone heard this, they immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

However, just when everyone was relaxing, there was a sound of "Hoo!", and a cold wind suddenly rushed out of the dark cave, and everyone changed their colors.

The old man surnamed Shang was the first to apply oil on the soles of his feet. With a "whoosh!" sound, he rushed down the mountain at a speed that was as fast as he wanted.

"This old thing..."

"This damn guy..."

Everyone was so frightened that they almost jumped up from the ground, cursed secretly, turned around and ran away. That old guy was so unreliable. He just said there was no danger here, but when there was any movement, he was the first to escape.

Everyone rushed down from the bloody hill like their butts were on fire. They felt that nothing seemed to be chasing them behind them, so they stopped and turned around to look back.

I saw nothing but silence on the blood-colored hill. There was no movement, only the cold wind blowing from time to time, making bursts of howling sounds like ghosts weeping.

"What's going on?" The old man came over again and looked up the mountain in surprise.

"Mr. Shang, didn't you say there is no danger here?" The middle-aged woman in white said to the old man with some displeasure. If she didn't rely on this old man to guide everyone, she would have been angry.

"Haha!" The old man stretched out his hand awkwardly and scratched his messy white hair, and then said to the middle-aged woman: "Maybe I am too sensitive, please don't take offense to Fairy Yao!"

Along the way, the old man was cold to everyone, but he was respectful to this middle-aged woman in white and did not dare to show any slights.

Others are very curious about the relationship between Fairy Yao and this bad old man. However, out of curiosity, no one dared to ask.

"Looking at the power of the heaven and earth in the nearby area, there will definitely be no danger here." The old man looked up at the sky, and then glanced around for a while.

He didn't notice anything wrong.

So, he climbed the bloody mountain again, but at this time, no one was willing to follow the old man up this extremely evil blood mountain.

Three middle-aged monks and three female monks were watching at the foot of the mountain.

"Hmph! How dare you enter the ancient battlefield for such a coward?" the old man muttered disdainfully, raised his head and chest, and strode up the mountain like a hero admired by thousands of people. "This old guy..." someone cursed in a low voice.

"This old guy!" Someone gritted his teeth.

The old man seemed to have forgotten who was the first to escape just now. Everyone who heard the old man's words, except the middle-aged woman, had angry looks on their faces.

"Roar!"

Just as the old man approached the cave behind the bloody boulder, a beast's roar suddenly came from the cave. The huge roar was loud in the nearby area and spread far away.

Everyone at the foot of the mountain was immediately frightened by the roar of the beast and almost turned around and ran away. At this moment, a black beast figure swooped out from the cave, and a fishy wind immediately spread in front of the cave entrance.

The old man was also frightened, and he was about to turn around and run away down the mountain, but the ferocious beast had already swooped out of the hole, opened its bloody mouth and gnawed at the old man.

That ferocious beast came so quickly that the old man didn't even see the appearance of the ferocious beast clearly before the ferocious beast had already pounced in front of him.

"Death to the evil beast!" The old man didn't even think about it, he grabbed his hands forward, and the ten finger lights, like ten divine swords, pierced forward.

A gloomy wind blew out from the old man's hands as the old man took action. Halfway up the mountain, there were sudden gloomy winds, and the cold and evil aura made people palpitate.

The exercises that the old man practiced did not seem to be the righteous ones, but the ones that tended to be evil. This old man was definitely not a righteous person.

"Hey!", "Hey!", "Hey!"...

The ten dazzling finger lights undoubtedly failed, and they all hit the body of the ferocious beast. The ferocious beast roared loudly, and was knocked over by the sharp finger force, and was hit hard on the body. On top of the extremely hard blood-colored mountain wall.

The old man was very surprised that his finger power did not penetrate the body of this ferocious beast. At this time, he had already seen the appearance of this ferocious beast clearly.

This is a black tiger. To be precise, it is a black tiger with three eyes. There is a tiger eye growing on the forehead of this black tiger.

Three tiger eyes, with a deep and fierce light on the head, were staring fiercely at the old man.

This three-eyed black tiger had already stood up from the ground. Its front paws were constantly digging on the ground. The extremely hard blood-colored rock was actually scratched by its sharp claws.

"Why don't you come up and help?" the old man yelled at the foot of the mountain. This black tiger seemed a bit difficult to deal with. It had thick skin and thick flesh. His finger strength, which was strong enough to penetrate gold and stone, could not hurt this black tiger.

The ferocious beasts in the wild ancient realm are far more powerful than those in ordinary places. This three-eyed black tiger is very powerful, and its body is as hard as fine iron, extremely powerful.

"Roar!"

The black tiger roared loudly, squatted down, then put its four claws on the ground, turned into a black light, and rushed towards the old man like a black lightning.

"Shh!"

Just when the old man was about to take action, a ray of yellow light rushed up from behind him, and then he felt a powerful wave of sword energy coming from behind.

The yellow sword light strangled the black tiger like a spiritual snake. The black tiger seemed to know how powerful it was and wanted to avoid it.

But the sword light was like lightning, and in an instant, the yellow sword light strangled the black tiger. With a "swish!" sound, a bloody light suddenly appeared, blood splashed, and the black tiger roared, and was restrained by the waist. Two cuts.

Two tiger corpses smashed down from the air, and an extremely foul smell of blood filled the void.

"Shh!"

The yellow sword light rolled back, and a white figure walked out from behind the old man. The yellow sword light immediately submerged into the man's body, and the cold sword energy that filled the surroundings immediately retreated like a tide.

"Thank you, Fairy Yao, for your help!" the old man said, raising his hands to the white figure, who was none other than the otherworldly middle-aged woman in white.

"You're welcome, Mr. Shang!" Fairy Yao said with a faint smile.

"This dead black tiger scared me so much that I deserved it!" A middle-aged monk strode forward and stomped on the three-eyed black tiger's ferocious head.

By this time, everyone had already walked up the mountain.

Suddenly, the old man seemed to realize something, and he raised his head to look at the top of the bloody mountain. Then, the old man's dark face showed a look of horror.

Everyone was shocked and quickly followed his gaze upwards. At first glance, everyone's expression changed instantly. The two young female monks were even shaken, their feet went weak, and they almost sat on the ground.

I saw a tall figure standing on the top of the mountain. A pair of lifeless eyes were scanning the crowd with a terrifying light. The man was also holding a black stick eight feet long in his hand.

(End of this chapter)