The Second Immortal Road

　　 The black hair iron stiff retreated more than ten feet in a row, fully guarded, for fear that the guy opposite would use the means of killing the ghost of the imperial robe to kill it, but he did not expect that there was no attack at all.

　　 And the kid actually waved his hand and grabbed the formation token and storage bag and left without stopping, his movements were incredibly quick and he was obviously prepared for a long time.

　　 Seeing Han Ming who had already set foot on the Feiyun Boat, the black hair iron stiff was suddenly frightened. This kid was deceiving him just now.

　　 Hei Mao Tie Zheng let out an angry roar, and he was about to set off to chase the kid, but he suddenly remembered something. He turned his head and no longer wanted to chase Han Ming, but shot towards the altar.

　　 But just as Heimao Tiezheng was about to set foot on the altar, a black sword shadow suddenly smashed over, smashing it at both ends.

　　 This black long sword was aggressive and sharp, and before it reached the body, the black hair stiff felt a tingling pain, and it suddenly did not dare to slack off and used its body to resist.

The black iron stiff frowned, waved its sleeves suddenly, and immediately released ten slender daggers, turning into black light, facing the black long sword, it turned its head, and continued to fly towards the altar. go.

"Huh, when a Tier 3 iron corpse dared to be distracted when fighting with me, you are not afraid of my sudden heavy hand?" The white robe youth of Wan Jianmen walked out of a cloud of blood, coldly. Staring at the black hair iron stiff.

"That kid snatched my father's storage bag. The flower of good fortune you wanted is in the storage bag. You still don't want to chase it! Why are you staying and fighting with me? Could it be a brain problem." Hei Mao Tie stood stiff and flew onto the altar, then stood firmly and stared at the white robe monk at Wanjianmen.

　　 If anyone pays attention to this black iron stiff feet, they will definitely find that the soles of its feet are oozing wisps of dark green blood, slowly extending towards the altar, and Fang is instantly absorbed when it touches the altar.

The white-robed young man sneered, looked at the black iron stiff indifferently, and said faintly: "Since that kid killed your father and also snatched your father's storage bag, there are natural flowers in it, so why are you? Don't chase? Instead, stay?"

"That kid flying boat is very fast, I know I can't chase it, so I won't go. And my father, emperor and brothers are all souls flying with this, I naturally can't leave it and let you be an outsider here." Heimao Tie Zheng replied in a deep voice.

The white-robed youth couldn't help but sneered when he heard the words, with a slight contempt on his face, and then smiled and said, "That kid flying boat is fast, and I can't catch it, so I no longer go after it in vain, but Stay here and see if you can find some precious things to make up for the loss. After all, this time around the underground city, my spiritual weapon was destroyed, broken, and it was a huge loss."

　　 "Besides the flowers of good fortune, where are there any precious things!" Heimao Tiezuo's expression condensed, and he replied coldly.

"No, no, there are so many things here. Two monks in the foundation-building stage of the sect with extraordinary cultivation are dead here, and the storage bags are all staying there." The white-robed youth grabbed a golden storage bag in his hands. With a smile on his face, he glanced at another black storage bag beside the altar.

"Also, a Tier 3 zombie body is a good thing. If it is traded with a demon monk, it will definitely be highly sought after! Ao, by the way, and the altar under your feet, I am afraid it is not an ordinary artifact. Right." The white-robed youth smiled, suddenly pinched the tactics, and violently spurred the black long sword to sweep, and immediately cut the black iron stiff dagger-like magical weapon to the ground.

"Don’t think that I’m afraid of you. Although your cultivation base is higher than me, and the means are powerful, you are definitely a mana drain in the first battle. You have already lost more than half of your strength, and you have to fight against the prosperous me. It's hard to tell who is the one who will kill you!" Heimao Tie's tone changed, and suddenly there was more warning.

The white-robed youth lightly tapped on the gray light curtain around him, and suddenly laughed: "Then try it, and look at the shield that even the old ghost can't easily break, your third-tier How to break the iron stiffness."

　　 As soon as the white-robed youth's voice fell, the magic in his hand suddenly changed, and the black long sword suddenly increased in power, and it swept open and closed, suppressing the remaining nine dagger-shaped magical instruments without any fighting power.

　　 "Hmph, then I will learn your master's tricks." Heimao Tiezheng looked at the nine-handed daggers that were retreating, and he was suddenly frightened.

　　 "Close it." Hei Mao Tiezheng's claws sucked, and the nine dagger-like artifacts actually abandoned the black long sword, and flew back when they turned around, sticking straight into the black hair Tiezheng's fingertips.

　　 Those dagger-like artifacts turned out to be stiff black nails!

　　 Black hair iron slapped his chest stiffly, with a roar, black and hard long hairs crazily got out of the body, and after a while, it turned into a black bear-like monster.

　　 The giant monster transformed by the black iron stiff violently waved its palm, and rushed up to the black long sword that was shot over, and slammed together fiercely.

　　 That amazingly powerful black long sword was hit and flew, and it flew for more than ten feet before it was able to stabilize the blade under the control of the white robe youth's continuous manipulation of the technique.

　　 The white-robed youth gave a startled suspicion, but when he saw a foot-long wound on the black-haired iron zombie’s palm, he suddenly sneered, and without thinking about it, he once again manipulated the black long sword to attack the black-haired iron zombie.

　　 And the Black Haired Iron Stiff also not to be outdone, roared, and greeted him again.

　　 But just as the Black Haired Iron Zombie rushed forward, the altar at its feet suddenly burst out with a black air, which directly penetrated into the Black Haired Iron Zombie's head.

　　 As soon as the black air entered the body, the black hair iron stiff fell to the ground, his hands clasped his head tightly, rolled left and right on the ground, screamed extremely screaming, as if he was suffering from great pain.

The black iron stiff suddenly fell to the ground strangely, and the white-robed youth's face suddenly showed a burst of surprise, but in a flash, there was a sneer. With a pinch of the technique in his hand, the power of the black long sword increased greatly, and he shot down: " No matter what demon you are, kill it first."

　　 "Puff puff." With a sound, the black long sword sank into the unguarded black iron stiff head.

　　The black long sword passed through his brain, and the black hair stiffened his body all the time, but he stopped moving and looked like he had been killed.

　　 The mental power was swept away, convinced that the black-haired iron corpse crystal had been completely crushed, the white-robed youth was slightly relieved, since he is dead, he can't make any more moths.

"Receive." The white-robed youth pinched the tactics and was about to retract the long sword that pierced through the black iron stiff head, but was shocked to find that his black long sword seemed to have been stuck in the black iron stiff head. Among them ~www.novelmt.com~ no matter how he casts the spell, he can't get the long sword back.

The white-robed youth frowned, and with a wave of his hand he released another cyan long sword, and slashed towards the black-haired iron stiff head, but before reaching the black-haired iron stiff head, he was covered with pitch black. The shiny shield bullet flew.

　　 "Devilish energy? Still so strong!" The white-robed youth's face was full of surprise, and he stepped back subconsciously, and again looked at the black-haired iron stiff.

At this time, the white-robed youth was shocked to discover that under the altar, a stream of dark black and shiny gas appeared, pouring into the black iron stiff body, and the black and shiny gas was not a kind of devilish energy. What is it!

　　 "Go." The white-robed youth threw a flaming red talisman, which flashed in the air and turned into a short sword with red flames, buzzing slightly, and slashed towards the black iron zombie.

The red long sword hadn't shot in front of the bright black shield outside the black iron stiff body, a black devilish tentacle flashed past, directly exploding the red long sword and turned it into A blazing flame.

　　 At this time, the black hair Tiezheng stood up slowly, with the black long sword stuck in his head.

At this time, the appearance of the black-haired iron zombie has changed drastically. The black shroud of its whole body has been broken, revealing black scales covered with weird patterns. The limbs are no longer human characteristics, and turned into It looked like a beast's claw, and two long and curved horns grew on its forehead for some time.

"The deity has been laid out for thousands of years, and he will not hesitate to damage his spirituality, and merge with the spiritual consciousness of the mortal emperor, and finally condense two suitable ghosts, but they are all destroyed by you and other inferior human races. They will not kill you, etc., will not open. The passage of the holy realm does not kill the country, and this hatred is difficult to understand."