Chapter 538 Mysterious Old Man, That's My Uncle

A total of 11 great teachers who can't be too virtual disappeared in less than half an hour, and they all became Zhuge's desserts. After swallowing up eleven powerful practitioners in a row, Zhuge B no Liang felt that his original spiritual power was extremely full. As long as he completely refined these sucked up his original spiritual power, he attributed it to himself. At that time, Zhuge B no Liang believed that his cultivation must make a new breakthrough and enter the peak of Taoism.

In fact, Zhuge Buteng's cultivation is only in the middle of the Taoist rhyme, but after the transformation of the treasure body, he feels that he looks stronger than the ordinary Taoist who peeps into the peak of the sky.

In the blink of an eye, the battlefield was cleaned up. Zhuge Fuliang licked his lips and said with a smile, "Senior Monkey, thanks to you this time. Don't worry, this gourd chaotic spirit is guaranteed to be handed over to two-thirds of you truthfully."

The silver-white ape carried a golden stick and scolded without saying anything.

Niu Ganglie, Mo scales and the silent monk flew up. Mo scales looked eager and said, "Zhuge Xiaoyou, do you feel any discomfort?"

"No~~" Zhuge Fuliang spread out his hands and said, "There is no special feeling except that the original spiritual power is more substantial."

"Well..." Molin's eyes moved, looked at Zhuge Buting strangely, and said silently, "Is it really because of the system?"

At this moment, those practitioners who had escaped because of the collision of the field gradually appeared in the distance. In fact, they did not go far. They had a panoramic view of the previous scene of Zhuge Butengning eleven great teachers. Many people's hearts are shocked and they feel unbelievable.

The descendants of those great religions are all gloomy. They watch the elders of their sect being swallowed up as snacks, but there is nothing they can do.

"This guy... It's too crazy to give all the seniors..."

"This son is really not a kind person."

"If you blatantly devour the elders of major sects, I'm afraid that the Eastern Regions will cause a sensation in the future."

"The elders are all... Hateful, can't anyone subdue this arrogant guy!?"

Many disciples of the great religion are complaining one after another.

Nan Ming and Nan Yuehui and his son also stood not far away, and they were silent. Nan Ming couldn't help sighing in his heart. Fortunately, he didn't take action just now, otherwise he would definitely become the "diments" of others like those great teachers.

There was a faint light in Nan Yuehui's eyes, and a rare smile appeared on his indifferent face, which was thought-provoking.

The silver-white ape carried the golden stick and said, "Kid, find a quiet place and refine the chaotic atmosphere in your gourd for me. From now on, we will not owe each other."

Zhuge nodded slightly, and a wry smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. Such a powerful existence, if it can make it owe itself a favor forever, it should be wonderful. After all, the human debt is the most difficult to pay. For this favor, it is also a good thing to meet such a powerful person.

"Dong!"

Suddenly, at this time, a muffled sound came. Although the sound was not too loud, it suddenly touched everyone's mind.

"What sound?" Niu Ganglie frowned.

"Dong!"

The muffled sound came again, and this time, everyone listened carefully. In an eye, eyes condensed on the sarcophagus.

"It's the sound from the sarcophagus!" The speechless monk was surprised.

Everyone looked at the sarcophagus in a sama. The lid of the sarcophagus was pushed open by an ape before, and the chaotic atmosphere inside had all been included in the black gourd by Zhuge Buteng. It's just unexpected that there is something in the sarcophagus.

"Dong!"

"Kka-Chao~~~"

The lid of the sarcophagus was pushed away little by little, and it seemed that a pair of hands were moving the lid of the sarcophagus.

A pair of silver-white apes tightened their eyes and stared at the sarcophagus without blinking.

"Bum!"

Finally, after a door rang, the lid of the sarcophagus was flicked out, and a dry palm was put on the edge of the sarcophagus.

"I'll wipe it. There's someone inside, cheating corpse!" Zhuge Bliang was surprised.

In the frightened eyes, in the sarcophagus, a thin and skinny old man stood up, dressed in ragged clothes, his hair was as yellow as straw, and his eye sockets were deep. The old man stood in the sarcophagus like this, his silent eyes glanced at the crowd, and he couldn't see a trace of emotion.

"This man is not dead!" Zhuge was surprised, because he clearly felt that there was a faint vitality in this dead old man, and this vitality was gradually rising and becoming more and more vigorous.

"Ss~~~"

The sound of inhaling cold air sounded, and everyone in the distance noticed the old man in the sarcophagus.

The old man's dead eyes did not fluctuate, and he walked out of the sarcophagus with stiff steps.

"This..." Several people were so surprised that they couldn't speak. Zhuge Buliang muttered, "This old man is not dead yet, but how can he be buried in the sarcophagus if he is not dead?" In an in an air, Zhuge Buliang suddenly thought of the chaotic spirit in the sarcophagus and couldn't help shivering. Could it be that the old man was the same as the nameless male corpse he had seen in Kyushu before. He nourished his body with the spirit of chaos, and now he is reborn?

The old man trembled with his head, took a stiff footwork, and his dark eyes glanced at the crowd.

"Hey hey hey..." At this time, the silver-white ape suddenly smiled strangely, moved its body, and rushed to the dead old man. The golden stick swumped its head and swept out a large piece of golden light.

Everyone was surprised by the ape's strange behavior, but no one dared to stop him. The golden stick in the silver-white ape's hand split against the old man's head.

In everyone's stunned eyes, two radiances shot out of the old man's originally dark eyes. He slowly raised his thin and almost leathery palm and faced the split golden stick.

"Bum!"

After a muffled sound, no one's air wave spread. The silver-white ape and the old man stepped back a few steps respectively. Zhuge Buliang was shocked. This old man, like a dead body, took the attack of the ape so lightly.

With a flash of white light, the ape returned to its original position, grinned and said, "This stupid old man has two things..."

When Zhuge Butheng and others heard this, they suddenly felt speechless. Originally, they thought that the silver-white ape and the old man had a deep hatred, but now it seems that they don't know each other. The monkey was completely interested in it and wanted to test the strength of the mysterious old man.

And looking at the mysterious old man, there was no strange color. He just glanced at the ape, looked away, glanced at everyone, and finally fixed his eyes on Zhuge Fuliang.

In an instant, Zhuge Fuliang felt a strong sense of oppression, as if Wanjun Mountain was pressing on his heart and could not move. He was shocked that who the old man was? Just one look could give people such a strong pressure.

"brush~~"

The next moment, the old man moved, took a step, and appeared directly in front of Zhuge Fuliang, looking at each other, and the two were less than a foot apart. Zhuge Wuliang could even feel his breath sprayed on the old man's face.

Everyone raised their hearts to their throats and dared not speak.

The speechless monk whispered, "Did Brother Zhuge just sucked away the chaotic gas and angered the old man?"

The silver and white ape held a golden stick in its arms and looked at this scene with great interest.

Zhuge Bu's nervous atmosphere did not dare to breathe. The old man opposite him stared straight at him, his eyes were silent, and he could not see any emotional color.

A cold sweat left along Zhuge's forehead, and he laughed dryly: "Ha ha, old man, are you all right? I haven't seen you for a day..."

"Hm?"

Everyone was stunned. Listening to the meaning of Zhuge Fuliang's words, they seemed to know the old man who crawled out of the coffin? However, only Zhuge Fuliang knew that in fact, he really didn't know what to say.

"Are you from Kyushu?"

In the midst of everyone's doubts, the old man actually opened his mouth to speak, with a hoarse voice and a little coldness.

"Well... Yes." Zhuge Buriang replied.

The old man nodded stiffly, and then raised his dry hands and pointed to Zhuge's eyebrows. Zhuge Butang subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but he felt that he couldn't move at all.

The old man had some cold fingers sticking to Zhuge's eyebrows, as if he was sensing something. After a while, the old man sighed and withdrew his palm. Next, the old man's eyes were fixed on the silent monk. To be precise, it should be the bloody demon sword held in the silent monk's hand. This demon sword is the sealed sword that was inserted on the altar before.

A sparkle flashed in the old man's eyes. He raised his hand and made a move. The demon sword in the hand of the silent monk flew uncontrollably and fell into the old man's hand. Then, he turned his head and walked in the void, rose to the sky, and rushed out of the sinkhole in the blink of an eye and disappeared in front of everyone.

"This..." The speechless monk looked at his empty hands and couldn't help smiling bitterly.

The mysterious old man appeared so suddenly and left so suddenly.

It was not until the old man's figure disappeared that they breathed a long sigh of relief. Just now, not only Zhuge but also Niu Ganglie and Molin, two masters who can't be too empty, felt great pressure.

"Who is this old man? Do you know Zhuge Xiaoyou? Mo Bing asked suspiciously.

"I don't know. I was polite just now." Zhuge Bu Liang rolled his eyes speechlessly. However, there was a storm in his heart, and he was curious about the identity of the old man. What the old man said before was intriguing, and it also said that Zhuge is not clear about his identity from Kyushu.

Everything is full of mystery.

The speechless monk's face was solemn, and he lowered his head and didn't know what to think.

"Well, find a place for me to absorb these chaotic atmospheres. I don't have so much time to chat with you juniors." The silver-white ape said impatiently.

At this time, Xiao Yun and the calf witch also flew back from the phinging that had hidden earlier. They took a look at the direction of the mysterious old man's departure, and then looked at Zhuge Fuliang and said, "Brother Zhuge, who was the old man just now?"

A pair of strange eyes stared at Zhuge Fuliang, because just now they all saw Zhuge Fuliang talking to the old man.

"That's right, the old man's breath is so horrible that we can feel the powerful oppression so far away." The calf witch nodded.

In the face of this question, Zhuge Bright also answered lazily and replied directly, "My uncle..."