Taishang patriarch crawled out of the tomb

Chapter 6 Watch my black dragon knife cut off the head of the old devil
Outside the marrow washing hall.

The three disciples restrained their breath and hurried to the gate of the hall.

There was no rush to knock on the door.

Instead, he quickly adjusted the expression on his face, and after he was full of smiles, he said: "Master, the apprentice is here!"

"My boy, come in!"

In the main hall, an old voice sounded, seemingly very happy.

The three looked at each other, and their hearts tightened.

"The old devil's voice is full of joy. Could it be that he thought of some conspiracy to tease us?"

"Don't worry about it so much, we are here for the sword."

"Wait and watch my black dragon knife cut off the old devil's head!"

The three made eye contact.

Take a deep breath, push the door open and enter.

Third Junior Sister Su Xiaolu walked in the back, and after entering, carefully closed the door of the main hall from the inside.

"Greetings to Master, this disciple pays respects to Master!"

The three bowed and saluted.

Above the main hall.

Yang Heng sat on his knees, saw the two young men and women behind Li Daqiu, and immediately remembered that they were the other two disciples from his predecessor.

Wei Chungui and Su Xiaolu.

He showed a kind smile, and beckoned: "Xiao Guizi and Xiaolu are back, come here quickly, let me take a good look at you."

Second Senior Brother Wei Chungui and Third Junior Sister Su Xiaolu approached with smiles.

One started to touch the knife, and the other started to touch the diamond cone.

A terrifying aura gradually emerged from their bodies.

The younger junior sister was not timid this time, and the elder brother Li Daqiu felt relieved.

"Although my junior sister is easily frightened and timid, she is still very good at such a major event as eliminating demons and defending the Tao!"

at this time.

"Buzz!"

A mosquito flew over suddenly, and Yang Heng clasped his palms together and slapped it down.

Snapped

Mosquito pawns!
Reborn in the wilderness, seeing blood and killing for the first time.

"Hmph! Do you really think this old man can't move?!"

Yang Heng snorted coldly.

This mosquito, which had been buzzing around him for a long time just now, was finally killed by him.

Ten paces away.

The second senior brother Wei Chungui was touching the knife, trembling with fright.

"What does the old devil mean by 'do you really think this old man can't move'?"

He hastily withdrew his hands and turned back, feeling that he suddenly couldn't see through this old devil.

next to.

Third Junior Sister Su Xiaolu was terrified.

Her beautiful eyes widened, watching Yang Heng slowly wipe away the mosquito blood from the palm of his hand, and whispered about the fat mosquito, who sucked so much blood.

The hands in her sleeves began to sweat. Could it be that the old devil has discovered his identity? !

"Boom"

With a sound, the diamond cone hidden in the sleeve accidentally fell to the ground.

By the side.

Eldest senior brother Li Daqiu and second senior brother Wei Chungui were frightened at the same time and their expressions changed drastically.

"Not good! The old devil probably noticed it!"

The two hurriedly looked up at the Supreme Patriarch Yang Heng, and they found that Yang Heng was staring straight at the diamond cone on the ground, motionless.

The three of them were too scared to breathe.

The second senior brother Wei Chungui kept winking at the senior senior brother Li Daqiu, asking if he should draw his sword?

"My dear disciple, what is this? Diamond Cone? Show me quickly."

Yang Heng finally spoke.

He recognized it as a sacred vessel.

Su Xiaolu panicked and picked up the diamond cone, and handed it to Yang Heng.

At this time, all three of them were sweating nervously.

The Vajra Cone is a powerful weapon secretly refined in the Holy Land of the Dark Moon. Although it is a high-level sacred weapon, its lethality is comparable to that of a top-level sacred weapon.

Yang Heng took the diamond cone and looked up and down.

This thing is the size of a palm, exudes a pale golden light, and flows with sharp energy. When it is lightly slid across, the void will make a "woo-woo" sound.

Yang Heng squeezed it with his hands, frowned and said: "This thing is too sharp, and it is protruding and hard. It's not good for girls to play with this thing!"

While talking, Yang Heng tried to squeeze it with his hands, but found that it could be moved, so he increased his strength and kneaded the diamond cone in his palm.

for a moment.

The sharp diamond cone turned into a diamond ball the size of an egg, very round.

Yang Heng suddenly realized in his heart that the vajra cone is a sacred weapon, and my Immortal Hand can knead it at will without any effort, but the quasi-emperor weapon cannot.

He probably knew the power that his Level [-] Immortal God Hand could achieve without cultivation:

≤ Hallows.

"Well, it looks much better. It's fine for girls to play ball. Come on, my boy, take it!"

Yang Heng waved his hand and threw the diamond ball to Su Xiaolu.

Su Xiaolu took it in a daze and panic, eyes full of fear.

"He actually squeezed my vajra cone round with his bare hands!" Su Xiaolu trembled and was terrified.

next to.

Second senior brother Wei Chungui and senior senior brother Li Daqiu were also stunned.

The two looked at the vajra ball in the hands of the younger junior sister, they swallowed with difficulty, their hearts were shocked and shocked.

"The sacred artifact is indestructible, and it is mixed with a small amount of divine gold, so it is difficult for the Emperor Zhun to destroy it."

"But now, this old devil squeezes the sacred artifact with his bare hands, turning the vajra cone into a vajra ball!"

"What realm has the strength and strength of the old devil's physical body reached?! The elders of the Holy Land analyzed that his physical body is not withered? How could this be?!"

The two were also terrified.

Just now they were discussing about using their swords, and they were full of murderous intent, but now they can't bring up this idea anymore.

above.

Seeing the pale faces of the three disciples, Yang Heng asked curiously, "My dear disciple, what's the matter, what's wrong?"

"No, no, disciple is doing very well!" The three of them hurriedly shook their heads and saluted at the same time to leave.

They need to get out and be quiet.

"nonsense!"

"You are obviously not feeling well. You must be sick. I know you feel sorry for the teacher and are afraid of worrying about the teacher, but you can't do that." Yang Heng reprimanded, got up and walked over.

"A teacher for one day and a father for life, since you have worshiped under my sect, then I am your father and father, and you are my son and daughter!"

As Yang Heng said, he had already walked up to the three of them.

Wei Chungui, the second senior brother at the front, turned pale and trembled with fear.

"The old devil is coming, what is he going to do?"

"Have you discovered our identities?"

"Should I act first, my sword is famously fast, and my black dragon sword is a top sacred weapon, invincible"

There was a condensed color of madness in the lowered eyes, and there was a knife intent flowing rapidly in the pupils.

And the knife in his arms was shaking violently.

he.

I can't help but draw the knife!
"Shh!"

The saber flashed, but it was Yang Heng who drew out the saber of his second disciple Wei Chungui.

There is a phantom of a black dragon wandering around on the back of the knife, the blade is tooth-like, lingering with a cold and fierce aura, the sword swallows light slightly.

"Good knife!"

Yang Heng gave a compliment, and flicked the back of the knife with his other hand, wanting to hear the sound of the knife.

It is rumored that a good knife will make a knife sound, which is very pleasant.

result.

"click"

One finger fell, and the knife broke in two.

The second disciple Wei Chungui was stunned, his eyes were full of fear.

"The old devil broke my top holy weapon with just one finger. I'm so scared. What kind of cultivation is the old devil?!"

Yang Heng was also stunned, his eyes full of apology.

"I actually broke the disciple's weapon, I'm so sorry."

Behind.

The elder brother Li Daqiu roared in his heart: "This old devil must have been acting before, he lied to everyone."

"Squeeze the diamond awl round with one finger, and break the black dragon knife with another finger. What kind of cultivation is this damn good?!"

"His strength is definitely still there, and he is more dangerous and terrifying than before!"

"Fortunately, we are stable. Fortunately, we did not launch an attack in advance, otherwise, we will die without life!"

He figured everything out in an instant.

I feel that the relationship must be remedied now, so that the old devil can't detect their abnormality.

otherwise.

With the cruelty of the old devil, they could not escape death.

then.

He rolled his eyes, stepped forward quickly, knelt down in front of Yang Heng, raised his fist in his chest, and shouted loudly:
"Only a master is good in the world. A disciple with a master is like a treasure, and a disciple without a master is a grass. Master, we love you!"

After finishing speaking, he gave wild winks to Wei Chungui and Su Xiaolu who were stunned beside him.

When the two of them came to their senses, they also fell to their knees in an instant, and shouted in unison: "Master's magic power is boundless, the wilderness is invincible, the sky does not give birth to Master, the great way is like a long night!"

Yang Heng was stunned for a moment, and then laughed out of relief.

"Hahaha, you are really good disciples of the teacher, get up quickly."

While talking, he stretched out his hand to touch the forehead of the eldest disciple Li Daqiu, wanting to comfort the good disciple.

But at the moment when his fingers touched the head of the big disciple.

A familiar voice suddenly sounded in Yang Heng's mind.
"The passive skill of the immortal hand is triggered."

"Jun can check the other party's cultivation base and relevant information when touching the head, and can gain insight into the other party's instant thoughts."

Yang Heng was surprised, but his expression was as usual.

"That's fine, I just happened to see what my good disciple is. As for his thoughts, he must be thinking of me. He is the good disciple who put a saint's pillow in my coffin."

While pondering, Yang Heng touched the chief disciple's forehead with his fingers.

moment.

A panel-like message appeared in Yang Heng's mind.
"Name: Li Daqiu"

"Origin: The secret seed successor of Mingyue Holy Land"

"Physique: Extreme Yang Spirit Body"

"Cultivation: Peak Saint Realm"

"Shinan thought: 'The old devil is too cunning, but, hehehe, I, Li Daqiu, are better than me, otherwise I will definitely be doomed this time. Huh?! What does it mean that the old devil touched my head and didn't move? You don’t want to slap me to death, do you?’”

(End of this chapter)