Immortality: Start Cultivating Immortality From Pingshan Mountain

Chapter 8 The little **** grabs the swallow’s tail

That wisp of green light is like light and shadow.

It seems to be slightly misty, but it suppresses the moonlight all over the sky.

That old raccoon man seemed to have noticed something.

 Her face finally changed drastically for the first time.

 Although I don’t know what that ray of blue light is.

 But it clearly felt a sense of oppression coming from the bloodline and soul level.

Danger!

 Almost in the blink of an eye.

 Lao Lizi has already had the idea of ​​​​escape.

 At this moment, it just wants to return to its nest as soon as possible.

 The cunning rabbit still has three burrows.

It has been on the ancient stone tablet for hundreds of years, and it has already been dug through by it under this tomb.

 As long as he returns, even if that kid has extraordinary abilities, he will never be able to find it.

What’s more.

 Except for that kid, the other people were nothing to worry about.

 Think of this.

 Lao Lizi did not hesitate any longer.

Hold up the dead branch in his hand and swipe it hard at the white donkey under him.

 Just hear it neighing.

 In an instant, it turned into a white shadow and rushed straight towards the depths of the mass grave.

 “Stop it!”

 Look at how decisive this old witch is.

 Even the little raccoon boy ignored him.

Just want to escape.

Chen Yulou's eyes turned cold and he shouted coldly.

　　咚!

 It was Kunlun that blocked its retreat.

Hearing the shopkeeper's order, he shouted angrily, bowed his horse, and made a posture like a giant cauldron. Then he raised his big hand like a cattail leaf fan and slapped the white shadow heavily.

Kunlun is born with divine power.

This roar was like a muffled thunder explosion.

 The vibration made the air buzz.

What was even more frightening was that the moment he slapped his palm out, it actually caused a wave-like sound of breaking through the air.

 No one would doubt it.

 This palm goes down.

Even a frightened horse will be beaten until its spine is broken.

The white donkey was quite shrewd. Feeling the soaring energy and blood in his body, he suddenly made a sudden turn when he was halfway through the rush. He actually jumped on the stone tablet and turned straight towards Huama.

 Mountain spirits and wild monsters.

 Most sensitive to danger.

 Among the four people in the group, this guy is the weakest.

Persimmons are of course chosen to be soft.

 Seeing it suddenly turned around.

Hua Maguai was stunned.

　　I feel like cursing my mother.

 But the situation changed so quickly that there was no room for him to have other thoughts.

He could only grit his teeth, draw out the autopsy knife, and stab it forward randomly.

I thought if I was lucky, I might be able to stab it a few times.

 But the white donkey, from beginning to end, only wanted to escape, and had no intention of fighting.

 He was a little scared of the breath on the knife.

 Hitting his hind legs, he actually chose to ignore it and passed directly through the air above his head.

 “Want to leave?”

 “Don’t even think about it!”

 See this situation.

 The two voices sounded almost at the same time.

Immediately, one after another, several cold lights bloomed in the night, chasing the white shadow.

 It was Chen Yulou and Miss Hong who noticed something was wrong.

 Each of them threw out their knives.

Especially the Xiao Shen Feng, which has a great background. He stole it from a large tomb in the Qing Dynasty.

 Given by the emperor.

  Extremely sharp.

In the past few years, I followed him and traveled all over the country, stained countless blood, and was used to suppress evil.

 A little bit of cold light flickered.

In the blink of an eye, he caught up with the white shadow.

The white donkey was still carrying the old raccoon on its back. Although its advance and retreat were as fast as lightning, it was not that sharp after all.

 In addition to the three flying knives thrown by the red girl in succession.

　　also comes in an instant.

 Stop all its prospects and retreats at once.

Feeling the rain-like sound of breaking through the air, Lao Lizi had no choice but to drive the white donkey down.

but…

　　Not yet waiting for it to land.

 Chen Yulou has already followed.

　　Tear off the leather bag from your waist.

 These days, when mobility is limited, almost everyone will prepare a leather bag when traveling.

　　Either wine or water.

However, at this moment, he was obviously not trying to quench his thirst.

 Pulling out the cork, he was seen holding the leather bag and shaking it vigorously at the white figure that was about to fall to the ground.

 In an instant. It was like a black rain fell in the mountain forest.

 It’s just that smell…

Hamaguai, who couldn't avoid it and was sprayed all over his body, subconsciously moved his nose, and then looked like he had seen a ghost.

 “Black dog blood?”

  Don't wait for him to ask more questions.

 In the rain of blood, the white donkey who could not be avoided finally appeared.

 It’s almost the same as Huamaguai.

It was also covered in blood.

  But the difference is.

There is nothing wrong with Huamaguai.

 It feels like it has suffered a great disaster.

As long as it is stained with blood, it will actually burn when it encounters the wind. Coupled with the evil spirit on the body, it is simply the best combustion accelerant.

The fire is getting bigger and bigger.

 In the blink of an eye, the white donkey turned into a ball of fire.

"this…"

Huamaguai’s scalp felt numb when he saw it, and he subconsciously took a few steps back.

 It is said among the people that the blood of black dogs can kill evil spirits. Unexpectedly, it turns out that this is not groundless.

Moreover, he didn’t even expect to be beaten to death.

The shopkeeper actually hid this trick.

 “Wrong.”

  Don’t wait to think too much.

The white donkey was swallowed up by the flames and fell to the ground with a bang.

Huamaguai looked down.

But I found out that it was not a white donkey.

At this moment, it has white hair without any color, which is completely blackened by the smoke, but its original appearance can still be barely seen.

 It is clearly a white rabbit.

 As for the old witch.

The sudden bag of black dog blood broke through the circular light magic and revealed his true form.

He was suddenly a skinny, gray old raccoon man.

 It still has some moral character.

 The witchcraft was only broken and he did not die tragically on the spot.

but…

At this moment, it looked panicked, and it didn't look as arrogant and ferocious as before.

 Watching the white donkey die.

It was getting more and more uneasy, so it didn't dare to delay. Amidst the strange screams, the demonic aura billowing outside it turned into a gray shadow and rushed towards the cemetery behind the stone monument.

 “Still want to leave?”

 “It’s too disrespectful to look down on me, Mr. Chen.”

Chen Yulou snorted coldly.

 While speaking.

 The whole person swept out in one step.

Chen Jia Lan Yanwei can be regarded as one of the top light arts in the world.

I saw him stepping on the stone tablet, and in an instant he caught up with the injured old raccoon and kicked out with a whip.

This foot is like a shooting star chasing the moon.

 His dark energy surged all over his body, and his strength was astonishing.

Kicked the old raccoon backwards out of the air and hit the stone tablet hard, making a bone-numbing sound.

 It’s been a while.

 Just slipped into the weeds.

 Look at its head tilted back.

It presents an unimaginable angle with the body.

 It was clearly Chen Yulou's kick that broke the tail vertebrae.

quiet!

 See this scene.

The whole forest suddenly fell into a deathly silence.

Whether it is Huamaguai, Red Girl, or Kunlun, they all have their mouths wide open and expressions of disbelief on their faces.

 They have followed Chen Yulou for many years.

 At the moment, it’s like I’m meeting him for the first time.

　That leg is so sharp.

 If you are not a master who has been immersed in this method for many years, you will never be able to do it.

Also, the shopkeeper has always been aboveboard in his work, but just now... he actually used black dog blood.

 On ordinary days, I would never dare to imagine it.

 “Why, there are flowers on your face?”

 Chen Yulou was also quite satisfied with his kick.

Even in my mind, I secretly compared it with Kuixing Kick Fight of Partridge Whistle.

However, you still have to remain calm as a leader in front of the three people.

 Just pointed at his face and joked.

"without…"

Huama shook her head, then nodded again.

"Shopkeeper, your face is much prettier than Huake's."

 “Get out.”

Chen Yulou laughed and cursed, kicked him away, and then said to the old raccoon under the stone tablet.

 “Don’t be stunned.”

“Put it away, and take the small one back to Yizhuang!”

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