Taishang patriarch crawled out of the tomb

Chapter 57
In the underground palace.

The Patriarch of the Julu Sect, Bai Wuxiang, who was sent here by the Mingyue Holy Land to secretly cultivate a human race, fell like this.

The death was tragic, turning into flesh and blood.

"Ancestor!"

"Brother Bai!"

A group of disciples of the Julu Sect and Zhu Dan cried out in grief, their eyes tearing apart.

Their eyes were filled with hatred and anger, and they looked at a figure slowly solidifying in the void.

This is an old man.

With a stooped figure and a dying look, but with a stern smile on his face, two centipede eyebrows bouncing up and down, and vicissitudes of life in his eyes are as gloomy as eagles and snakes, which makes people look cold.

The disciples of the Julu Sect did not recognize Yang Heng. With tears in their eyes and red eyes, they shouted loudly: "Old thief, take your life!"

Shouted.

They had already rushed over one by one, the deer-cutting knife in their hands was as white as a horse, full of murderous aura.

With that look, it seems that he vowed to kill Yang Heng to avenge Bai Wuxiang Patriarch.

however.

But at the moment when they approached Yang Heng, everyone suddenly turned around, rushed to the exit, and fled away.

"Senior's cultivation base is profound, and his mana is boundless. This junior has gone the wrong way, so farewell!"

Yang Heng: "."

After a moment of surprise, he smiled.

"It's bad enough, ruthless enough, and ruthless and cunning. I like this group of disciples very much!"

Yang Heng flexed his fingers, golden rays of energy and blood shot out, and those disciples were stunned on the spot one by one.

From now on, let's follow the old man to eat delicious food and drink spicy food.

the other side.

Zhu Dan's face turned pale with fright.

It wasn't that he didn't want to escape, but that he was locked by the Qi machine and didn't dare to move.

He was a secret envoy sent by Mingyue Holy Land, and he recognized Yang Heng at a glance, and he was the notorious old devil of the Xisui Sect.

The quasi-emperor of the year, the leader of the Tongtian sect of the Tianmo sect!

"Analyzed by the Holy Land, it is said that this old devil is not exhausted, his life is exhausted, and he is about to sit down. How can he be so strong?"

"At that moment just now, the qi and blood fluctuations that erupted in him are definitely not what it should be like when the qi and blood are exhausted."

"Could it be that the situation reported by Li Daqiu and my good disciple is true, this old devil has really become a sanctified body?"

"Fuck, are those fellows in Mie Demon Hall eating shit? They actually deduced that the sanctification of the old devil's body is fake!"

Zhu Dan was terrified, he hated those trash in Miemotang to death.

this moment.

He regretted coming here very much.

Bai Wuxiang, a sage who was not inferior to him in strength, was blown away by the old devil's punch, and he thought to himself that he was definitely not an opponent.

"My boy, what are you waiting for if you haven't made a move yet?"

At this time, Yang Heng shouted loudly and looked towards the entrance of the underground palace.

There, a figure came slowly.

Zhu Dan heard the footsteps, and his heart froze, this old devil actually has a helper.

"The old man is finished, this is???"

Desperate in his heart, he turned his head to look, but couldn't help being stunned.

The man who came from the entrance of the underground palace had a young appearance, sharp eyes like a knife, a tall and burly figure, a shiny back and shiny hair, and his trousers were rolled up high. He was Wei Chungui.

"you"

Isn't this his apprentice?
Why is he here?

Could it be that this villain has fallen into the devil's way?Planning to kill the master to testify? !

at this time.

Wei Chungui also saw Zhu Dan and felt anxious.

But the old devil was watching from the side, he didn't dare to delay, and immediately yelled: "Old man, give me a knife!"

Simultaneously.

He hastily telepathically transmitted the past: "Master, the old devil has become a sanctified body, and his cultivation has begun to recover. He is very ambitious and has big plans. Go quickly, and I will pretend to be invincible and let you stab me to cover up the situation." you left."

Zhu Dan was moved and pleased when he heard the words.

"Little Guizi, you are really filial and kind. Accepting you as a disciple is the wisest decision in my life, Zhu Dan!"

"When I get back, I'll ask your mistress to make you your favorite dumpling, stuffed with chives."

He replied through voice transmission in his mind, but his hands kept moving, and he had already drawn his sword to kill Wei Chungui.

"bang bang bang"

The two fought quickly, their swords glowing like snow, and their murderous aura was rampant.

While fighting, he moved towards the entrance of the cave, and when he was about to get out, Wei Chungui showed an opening, and said through a voice transmission: "Master, stab me!"

Zhu Dan hastily stabbed him.

"puff"

The white knife goes in and the red knife goes out.

Blood spattered, moistening Zhu Dan's face.

With a scream, Wei Chungui fell backwards, pretending to unintentionally knock down the entrance of the underground palace with his palm, and the rocks rolled down.

"My boy, are you hurt?!"

In the underground palace, Yang Heng screamed and rushed over.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhu Dan turned into a streak of light and rushed away.

"Humph!"

Yang Heng snorted and glanced over his shoulder.

"Fat boy, go, have some meat."

On the shoulder, the bloodthirsty black eagle's eyes flashed red, and the next moment it disappeared.

Yang Heng inspected Wei Chungui's injuries and found that the injuries were serious, and it didn't seem like a fake.

"My dear disciple, I am very disappointed as a teacher."

"Your fast and ruthless Black Dragon Knife doesn't seem to be so fast and ruthless this time?" Yang Heng stared at this disciple with glaring eyes.

He didn't care about Wei Chungui's injury, he only asked about the doubts in his heart.

The indifference is obvious.

Wei Chungui cursed secretly in his heart, but couldn't help but his heart skipped a beat, the old devil's perception was too keen.

He hastily revealed a pained and weak expression, his heart vibrated with spiritual power, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. Yang Heng let out a breath, and the blood rolled back and rushed into Wei Chungui's mouth.

Wei Chungui swallowed the blood, and sighed weakly: "Master, it's not that the disciple's Black Dragon Saber is not fast or ruthless, it's that you look at this."

He raised the Black Dragon Knife which was like a kitchen knife in his hand.

The knife is unbelievable!

Seeing this, Yang Heng was suddenly taken aback.

It turned out that I misunderstood this apprentice.

At this time.

On the shoulder, the bloodthirsty black eagle returned, soundless, without a trace, without making any sound.

It rubbed its head against Yang Heng's earlobe affectionately, opened its mouth, and hung a storage ring on its fangs with eyeballs on it.

This is Zhu Dan's storage ring.

Yang Heng swept his consciousness and found that there were still many good things inside.

And in the corner, there was a jet-black holy weapon sword, which was carefully placed on the knife holder.

This knife looks extremely extraordinary.

Black waves flowed from the blade, the blade was tooth-shaped, surrounded by cold light, with a fierce aura, the sharp edge of the holy soldier was looming, and the chilling aura was particularly astonishing.

Although it is also a top-level sacred weapon, it is stronger and sharper than the top-level sacred weapon.

It can be seen that this is a precious sword that Zhu Dan likes very much.

Seems to be a collector's edition, rarely used.

At least it didn't work just now.

With a thought in Yang Heng's mind, the brand mark on the knife has been erased.

It looks exactly like the new knife.

"Come on, dear student, I have made a new knife for you as a master, let's see if you like it?"

Yang Heng smiled kindly, and handed the knife to Wei Chungui.

Wei Chungui felt the sharpness and aura of the knife, his eyes lit up, and he held the knife in his hand, feeling very smooth.

Inexplicable.

He felt a sense of familiarity, and felt that this knife looked familiar.

But he didn't think much of it.

He looked up and down and stroked the blade, like looking at a lover's thigh, his eyes were shining, and he couldn't hide his joy.

"This knife is also a top-level sacred weapon, but it is better than the black dragon knife that my disciple had before."

Yang Heng smiled slightly and said, "My dear student, use it if you like it!"

"In order to refine this knife, a lot of resources have been consumed for the teacher!"

Wei Chungui was excited in his heart, his eyes were shaken by his spiritual power, tears of emotion whirled, and he choked up and said: "Master, you are so kind to this disciple!"

At the same time, feeling in my heart:

"Old devil, it doesn't look that bad!"

"Although he kills people like hemp, he also has a cute side. Knowing that my Black Dragon Saber is broken, he quietly refined one for me. Good man!"

"Old devil, old devil, just relying on you, when my surname Wei suppresses you in the future, I will use this knife to cut off your head!"

At this time.

Yang Heng patted Wei Chungui on the shoulder and said with a gratified smile, "My dear disciple, I will hold this knife from now on and fight against the wilderness as my teacher. I have a feeling as a teacher that your road to invincibility has already begun!"

In my heart, I added a sentence: You villain, if next time your Black Dragon Saber is not hard enough or fast enough, you will slap him to death.

Trash is not qualified to follow the old man to wander the wilderness.

Wei Chungui nodded, and said seriously: "Thank you, Master, for giving me the saber. This saber is the disciple's new Black Dragon Saber!"

"Tu'er's fast and ruthless Black Dragon Saber is back!"

(End of this chapter)