The Heaven Ladder

"Jiemo?" hearing Xiao Yihan's words, the anger on the old man's face gradually disappeared. Instead, he rubbed the sticky blood on his hands and gave a sneer at the corners of his mouth, "who are you?"

"Master!"

"Master?" he looked at Xiao Yihan in amazement, and a look of thinking filled the old man's pupils. "Are you from Xuezong? Didn't Xuezong promise to ignore it?"

Hearing what the old man said, Xiao Yihan's face became gloomy for a moment. Although the old man only said a few words, Xiao Yihan still heard a smell of conspiracy.

"Take me to see jemo! Otherwise..." Sen Leng stared at the old man. Xiao Yihan couldn't help holding the sad song of God in his handshake. While talking, a magnificent vitality swept around madly.

"Ah! I..."

"Run! Run! Get out of my way!"

"My hand is broken! Give me a hand! You... Poof..."

"Don't grab my leg! Are you crazy?"

Under the rage of Xiao Yihan's vitality, countless people around died and injured, and the blood flowed into a small river.

Looking around at the people who were in a mess around, the old man's face became gloomy and secretly bit his teeth. I don't know when a green wood crutch has been added to his thin palm.

"Mansion leader! Let me wait for you!"

"Yes, mansion leader! This boy is too arrogant! I can't stand his nonsense!"

"That's right! We were born a druid aristocrat. How can we bear such an insult!"

"Master! Don't hesitate!"

Seeing this scene, the remaining 11 strong men in the Wuhuang territory beside the old man immediately roared, and their vitality was crazy and rampant. They all looked like they would fight if they didn't agree with each other.

"Hahaha! Come on! Let's go together! I'm just pressed for time, and it's troublesome to come one by one!" he waved his hand to the people, and Xiao Yihan laughed disdainfully, playing with the sad song of God in his hand and pretending to be beaten.

He stared at Xiao Yihan quietly for a while. A tangle gradually appeared in the old man's turbid pupils. He grasped the green wood crutch in his hand, followed by his vitality, and slowly boiled up.

"This person is not simple! You stand back! He can't be solved with many people!"

Looking at the old man so thick, the eleven strong men in Wuhuang territory looked at each other, hesitated for a moment, and moved back one after another. With their strength, they don't have to rush like those ordinary disciples. As long as they don't directly participate in the battle, there's no problem saving their lives.

"Old and immortal! I'll tell you for the last time! Take me to Gemo!"

Seeing that the old man was just staring at himself without any action, Xiao Yihan suddenly became angry. His vitality gushed, and the sad song of God suddenly inserted. With a deafening roar, a deep pit came out beside him.

Seeing this scene, the old man's old face was completely distorted, and his slightly bent body trembled slightly. He stared at Xiao Yihan's pupil and was murderous and crazy.

"Boy! Since you want to die, I..."

Before the old man finished speaking, Xiao Yihan stretched out his hand to interrupt him. It seemed that he found something. He slightly bent over and looked down, his pupils burst and flashed, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help evoking a satisfied smile.

"The so-called underground fifth floor is really underground! If I'm not wrong, Jamo's smelly boy should be under here!"

Seeing that Xiao Yihan didn't pay any attention to his meaning, the old man's old face seemed to be slapped by someone, which was red and congested in an instant. Clenching his teeth without hesitation, he waved his green wood crutch and rushed to Xiao Yihan.

"Boy! It's the first time I've met someone as arrogant as you for so many years. If I don't kill you today, it's hard to dispel my hatred!"

With a roar, the old man's turbid pupils suddenly opened. With the roar of the vigorous wind, a reckless virtual shadow suddenly appeared on the green wood crutch. The snake's letter puffed and the fangs were ferocious. The momentum was really terrible.

"It's an old poisonous snake! No wonder you can bear it like this!" glanced at the virtual shadow of the fast approaching poisonous snake, Xiao Yihan narrowed his eyes slightly, and raised a disdainful smile at the corners of his mouth, "how can a snake fight over a dragon? A creeping loach dare to flirt in front of a real dragon and simply look for death!"

While talking, the rich golden flame gushed out of Xiao Yihan's Soul Lake. Then, Xiao Yihan's figure suddenly disappeared in place and was replaced by a terrible black dragon wrapped in rich golden flame.

"Dragon... It's really a dragon... How is this possible!"

"This boy has hidden his accomplishments! This breath is not weaker than the house master! Even..."

"Fortunately, I have no impulse, otherwise it is estimated to be a corpse now!"

"Who says not... But the boy is a little too young. He commits such sins..."

Looking at the murderous black dragon staring at the scarlet pupils in the air, the eleven strong fighters in the Wuhuang territory immediately got flustered and hurriedly pushed and shooed away from the battlefield. Looking at their soft and timid legs, they seemed to be frightened.

"What about the dragon! Without strong vitality support, no matter how strong the martial arts are, it's just a paper tiger!" staring at the black dragon above, the old man's pupils contracted instantly, roared fiercely and inwardly, and rushed straight up, "see how I kill the dragon!"

"Ow"

At the same time, a dragon's chant that shook the sky suddenly sounded. Then, the black dragon rushed to the old man with the crazy golden flame.

"This is... Soul power! Soul power of the golden flame!" feeling the cold breath revealed in the golden flame, the old man was suddenly surprised. He had no time to think more and hurried to one side.

Unfortunately, the two were very close at this time. Even though the old man's reaction was very quick, there was still a golden flame rushing straight into his soul lake.

"Ah!"

Gold flame entered the body, the old man's face turned white instantly, and the cold war spirit revealed all over began to fade rapidly.

"Ow"

At the same time, the terrible black dragon also rushed straight in the strong wind of hunting.

Seeing this scene, the old man's pupil suddenly turned red, clenched his teeth, turned and met him.

"Boom"

"Boom"

The fierce collision between the black dragon and the wild snake caused bursts of roar, and the vitality sputtered wildly, and the surrounding buildings collapsed in an instant.

"Poof poof"

At the same time, a series of blood spitting sounds rang one after another. When I heard the reputation, I saw that those people close to the battlefield had fallen a large area, with blood flowing and countless deaths and injuries.

Not only that, the eleven strong men in the Wu Huang territory also turned pale at this time, with blood spilling from the corners of their mouths. Their pupils staring at the battlefield were full of complex colors of horror and disbelief.

"Bang"

After about half a column of incense, a sound of explosion suddenly sounded. Then, a figure directly fell to the ground from the air. When you look closely, it is the old man.

I saw that the old man was pale and bloodless, his seven orifices were bleeding, his eyes turned white, his thin body could not help shaking, and the green wood crutch had been broken into two sections and rolled aside.

"Master!"

"Hurry! Save the master!"

"Somebody! Save the master! Hurry up!"

"Go! Ink what! Hurry to save the mansion master!"

Seeing this scene, the eleven strong men in Wuhuang territory immediately made a noise. Although they were all filled with righteous indignation, none of them dared to rush over and pushed each other. It was really ironic.

"Hoo"

With the sound of a breaking wind, Xiao Yihan fell directly beside the old man. He was full of vitality and murderous spirit. He grasped the elegy of God and gently touched the old man's head, looking calm and indifferent.

"Don't pretend to be dead! Take me to Gemo!"