Chapter 8 Mantis

The wild dog Taoist followed Gui Li and walked deep into the depths of death.

Because of a heavy rain, the already soft land is even more muddy at this moment, but somehow, since Gui Li met Qin Wuyan and Jin Ping'er just now, he insisted on flying with magic weapons, but walked on the ground.

It seems that he, like the golden bottle, is vaguely concerned about something.

In the past, even if the wild dog Taoist did not curse, he would at least complain, but at this moment, he seemed to be a little absent-minded. Unexpectedly, he didn't say a word. He silently followed Gui Li, which made Gui Li a little strange.

The ghost looked at the wild dog Taoist who was a little distracted. He lowered his voice and said lightly, "What's wrong with him?"

This seems to be talking to himself, because there is no one around except the cold swamp pond water grass, except the monkey little ash lying on his shoulder.

That is, Xiaohui. He seemed to be drowsy just now, but after listening to Gui Li's question, he suddenly seemed to be stimulated by something. He immediately got excited. His extremely clever eyes tumbled, and Huo Di jumped down from Gui Li's shoulder and began to dance.

This strange behavior, even the wild dog Taoist who followed him was shocked and looked at it.

Xiaohui looked quite excited. He grinned and waved to the ghost's fierce hands and feet. After a moment, his eyes turned and suddenly jumped aside. He picked up some water from the small pond next to him, but fell on his monkey's head, and then pointed to the sky and jumped.

The wild dog Taoist's eyes were straight. He walked to Gui Li and said, "What's the matter? Is this monkey crazy?"

Gui Li frowned, and then whispered to Xiao Hui, "It's raining?"

Xiaohui was overjoyed and nodded repeatedly. Then he casually folded the leaves of the plant from the side, squirming them to the top of his head, as if covering something, and made a twisting posture, twisting his body, and then like a play, the leaves changed from the right hand to the left hand, and from the left hand to

The wild dog looked at it, and suddenly felt inexplicably guilty. He stared at the strange monkey and said to the ghost, "It's crazy, crazy. This monkey must be crazy."

At this moment, the monkey Xiaohui reached out and threw the leaves in his hand, jumped back to Gui Li's shoulder three times, and then pointed to the direction of their way back, squeaking non-stop.

Gui Li pondered for a moment, slowly turned around and looked at the wild dog Taoist.

The wild dog Taoist laughed and said, "What do you think I'm doing?"

Gui Li's eyes glanced at the package behind him and said lightly, "When it rained just now, did you lend the umbrella and lend it to him..." Speaking of this, he frowned slightly, looked at Xiaohui, thought for a moment, and then said, "You lent the umbrella to the little girl to cover the rain?"

"Squeak..."

Before the wild dog Taoist could make a sound, the monkey Xiaohui on Gui Li's shoulder had already screamed and jumped up. He was so excited that the monkey's face almost narrowed his eyes.

The wild dog Taoist's face was red and white, and he looked extremely embarrassed. He suddenly pointed to the ghost and said angrily, "Stinky boy, tell you, your Taoist priest has killed people like numbness in the past, and there are no one thousand or eight hundred dead in my hands..."

Ghost looked at him and ignored him at all. He turned around and walked away, saying lightly, "What does it have to do with me if you kill a thousand or 800 people?"

As soon as the wild dog Taoist suffocated, he couldn't go on. He only listened to the ghost in front of him and said slowly, "Besides, whether you kill a thousand people or 800 people, what does it have to do with lending an umbrella to that little girl?"

At this point, he stopped and looked back at the wild dog Taoist.

The wild dog was shocked, like a big enemy, and said, "You, you want to do it... No, what did you say?"

Gui Li looked at him up and down, suddenly smiled and said, "But today's thing has surprised me again since you were in the abyss of the dead!"

He turned around and walked slowly. His voice gradually lowered, but the wild dog heard it clearly.

"...I didn't expect you to do this heroic thing to save the beauty!"

The wild dog Taoist was stunned in place and suddenly became a little distracted. When he recovered, Gui Li had already gone far away with Xiao Hui, and almost disappeared into the fog in front of him.

The wild dog Taoist looked in that direction, and suddenly jumped like thunder. He stamped his feet and said, "Bah! I've always been a bad embryo. I've never done that kind of thing in my life. Besides, that girl can be called beautiful... Er!"

The wild dog Taoist reached out and grabbed his head, and suddenly frowned and stopped. After a long time, he seemed to say to himself, "That girl is actually good-looking..."

After saying that, the wild dog Taoist himself seemed to be stunned. He suddenly shook his head, cursed in a low voice, strode in the direction of the ghost, and soon disappeared into the thicker and thicker fog at night.

There was tranquility around, but the sky was getting darker and darker, and the darkness was coming, gradually drowning everything.

The other end of the dead.

Yu Yangzi, the master of the Long Life Hall of the Demon Sect, was dressed in white, stood with his hands behind his hands behind his shoulders and looked up at the sky. The night wind in the swamp blew, and his skirt fluttered slightly, looking like a fairy.

In addition to his left hand, his sleeves are empty, adding a little inexplicable funny.

That was the symbol of the battle in Qingyun Mountain in those years, and he was unfortunately injured under the first strange sword in the world - Jade Dynasty.

The night wind was a little cold, and the air seemed to be wet with the heavy rain just now. The darkness permeated around, but only his figure was still standing there, dejective and conspicuous.

In the darkness behind him, there was a faint sound of breathing, which was his doorman hidden in the darkness, waiting patiently for his orders in the darkness.

The rise of the Demon Sect Changsheng Hall 800 years ago. It has been passed on to the generation of Yuyangzi. It is already the seventh generation with a long history, but no one knows better than Yu Yangzi himself. Behind this infinite scenery, Changshengtang is facing the crisis.

There is no successor!

Ten years ago, in the battle of Qingyun, Yuyangzi was promoted as the host of the other three factions of the Demon Sect. It was the moment when Changshengtang was the most prestigious and peak in the Demon Sect for hundreds of years.

At that time, Yuyangzi was full of pride, and there were more than a dozen proud masters in his hand, all of whom he had painstakingly cultivated in the past hundred years.

At that time, Yu Yangzi really thought that there was nothing to stop him in the world. As long as he defeated the old Qingyunmen in one fell swoop, Changshengtang's reputation naturally shocked the demon religion. With his own strength and supplemented by the help of his masters, Changshengtang was the second blood refining hall for 800 years; and People!

It's just that this kind of beautiful dream has turned into a bubble on Qingyun Mountain, under the sword of Jade Dynasty!

He himself lost a left hand in the Zhuxian sword array, not to mention the great loss of Taoism, because Changshengtang is the host, the masters under the seat naturally ranked in the first line of the decisive battle, and half of the hard consumption of the elders of Tongtianfeng and Qingyunmen.

Later, the Jade Dynasty Sword Array was launched, and the remaining masters of Changshengtang were killed and injured. There were only one or two people who escaped, which was almost completely destroyed.

In this world, everything is easy to get, but the most difficult to get is talents, especially those who can be completely trusted by themselves!

In the past ten years, Yu Yangzi has worked hard, and Changshengtang has gradually picked up again, but in Yu Yangzi's heart, the shadow is getting bigger and bigger.

The battle of Qingyun almost completely destroyed the main combat power of Changshengtang. Over the years, if Yuyangzi's own practice had not been too high, it had shocked all the enemies around him, especially seven years ago, he made a quick decision, regardless of the opposition of the door, and forcibly moved the main hall to a remote place, the The sphere of influence of the big faction, otherwise the consequences will be unknown.

However, just a month ago, the more and more fierce infighting in the magic sect stopped abruptly, and the last powerful small and medium-sized school blood refining hall was finally subdued by the Ghost King Sect.

Everyone stood on the front. After a short and suffocating calm, Yu Yangzi intuitively predicted that the next one would soon be a fierce infighting directly among the four factions of the Demon Sect.

After all, in the hearts of countless demon disciples, the figure of the black-hearted old man who unified the demon religion and dominated the world 800 years ago has become an eternal legend!

But the legend belongs to the legend. At this moment, it is extremely unfavorable to Changshengtang and even Yuyangzi. Limited by strength, Changshengtang was powerless in the infighting for the small and medium-sized factions. In this way, the strength was widened to the gap with the other three major factions. Yuyangzi was worried about this and could hardly sleep at night.

At this time, as if God had opened his eyes, beside the Changsheng Hall, a strange sign of the birth of a strange treasure suddenly appeared in the swamp of death.

Yu Yangzi was surprised. If he really can get a strange treasure like the "Zhuxian Ancient Sword" of Qingyunmen, first of all, there will be no problem with the self-insurance of the Changsheng Hall, and then Xutu will develop, and he may not be unable to turn over in the future.

In this case, Changshengtang regards the alien treasure in the world of death as something in the bag, and will never allow others to touch it. But I don't know who leaked the news. Within only a few days, the news had spread all over the world. Suddenly, the world looked sideways, and the masters of good and evil gathered one after another.

Yu Yangzi was furious, but at this moment, he was no longer allowed to retreat, so he raised all the strength of the Changsheng Hall and arranged it in death. On the one hand, he tried his best to find the whereabouts of the strange treasure, and on the other hand, he was responsible for killing foreign enemies. In these dozens of days, there have been no less than dozens of people who have been secretly killed in the death of the Changsheng Hall, including both righteous and scattered immortals and masters of other magic sects.

For the survival of this family, Yu Yangzi is already desperate!

That night, Yu Yangzi got a secret report from the door. Near the "bottomless pit" in front of him, a group of righteous people stationed down and prepared to spend the night there. In the next wave of spies, Yu Yangzi's face became colder and colder, and he already understood what kind of person it was.

Those were a group of the most elite young disciples under the Qingyunmen Gate. There should have been only a dozen people, but when they heard the spies' return, the number of people in the group had reached dozens of people at this time, and among them were monks and people who burned incense valley costumes. Yu Yangzi fr Take a deep breath and stare into the distance, as if waiting for something.

For a long time, a slight footsteps suddenly sounded in the darkness behind him. A shrewd and thin middle-aged man came out and came to Yu Yangzi's side. Yu Yangzi immediately turned to face him. Obviously, this person's identity was extraordinary.

This middle-aged man's name is Meng Ji. He is one of the best masters under Yuyangzi of Changshengtang, and he is also one of the few remaining masters of Changshengtang after the First Battle of Qingyun Mountain, so he is deeply trusted by Yuyangzi. At this moment, Yu Yangzi has been unable to make up his mind for a long time, and he has to wait for this person to come back.

Meng Ji saluted Yu Yangzi. Yu Yangzi shook his head slightly and said, "Forget it, you don't have to be polite. How's it going?"

This sentence has no beginning and no end, but Meng Ji obviously knew what Yu Yangzi asked, and whispered, "My subordinates have taken people to the other side of the Black Water Ditch and the White Horse River on the other side of the Death. They have not found that the Ghost King Sect, Wanduomen and the Hehuan Sect have entered in It's solved."

Yu Yangzi was refreshed and smiled for the first time. He nodded and said, "Okay! In this way, we have no worries. Tonight, we will try our best to raid those young people who don't know the depth of Qingyunmen, Tianyin Temple and Fenxiang Valley. Remove these people first, and then the right path will be powerless to compete with us!"

Meng Ji didn't seem to be happy on his face. Instead, he was a little worried. After a moment, he hesitated and finally said, "Master, but three days ago, a secret whistle near Dawang Village sent back the news. It seemed that Gui Li and Qin Wuyan had arrived near the dead, and the Jin Pinger of the Hehuan School Prevent it!"

Yu Yangzi's muscles trembled on his face, showing a look of resentment. He said in a hateful voice, "How can I not know this! Those people in the right path just want that treasure, but the Wandumen and the ghost king Zong want my life!"

Meng Ji's body was shocked, and he didn't know what was on his mind. He looked uncertain and whispered, "Master, what should we do?"

Yu Yangzi snorted, took a deep breath, slowed down, and said, "So far, we have no way back. Before the arrival of the poison gate, the ghost king sect and the acacia faction, we first solved these little ones on the right path, and then tried our best to search for the strange treasures. Once we got it, it seems that this must be an unworldly strange treasure in the past days, and we are not afraid of the other three factions!"

Meng Ji bowed his head and said, "The master is good-sight."

Yu Yangzi nodded slightly, then turned around, calmed down, stretched out his only right hand now, waved forward heavily in the night, and suddenly gathered in the dark. A moment later, a large number of disciples of Changsheng Hall appeared and rushed away in the direction of Yu Yangzi's fingers.

The night is vast, desolate and murderous!

Death swamp, bottomless pit.

This piece looks like a flat land during the day, but I don't know why it has such a strange name. Unless it is a villager who has lived near Shize for many years, he knows that on the land in this area, a large area in the middle of the land looks the same as the surrounding area. It is overgrown with grass, but Pit, and the silt suction is extremely strong. If ordinary people accidentally step in, they will be sucked down for a moment, and from then on, they will rot silently in the deep swamp.

The reason why Death got its name is that in the swamp, there are countless invisible horrible places!

However, these young people in the right path are obviously not comparable to ordinary people.

More than a dozen people in Qingyunmen walked in the middle of death for a few days. Before and after, they met the disciples sent by Tianyin Temple and Fenxiang Valley. The three parties met in one place, but there were acquaintances here.

Tianyin Temple is still led by Dharma and Dharma Shan, and among the disciples of Fenxiang Valley, there are also Li Xun and Yan Hong, but after meeting, they have different relationships with each other. The disciples of Qingyunmen led by Xiao Yicai got along well with the people of Tianyin Temple, talking and laughing, but the party of Fenxiang Valley was a little estranged from these two sects, and seemed to have deliberately kept a distance.

In the meantime, it is subtle, and everyone will know what they want, but on the surface, they are still polite. The three righteous giants still work together to kill demons and eliminate demons for the justice and morality of the world!

Everyone stayed near the bottomless pit this night. After lighting the bonfire and repeatedly telling the brothers and sisters not to walk around at will, Xiao Yi invited Li Xun, who burned the incense valley, aside the Dharma of Tianyin Temple, to discuss it softly.

At this moment, Li Xun frowned slightly, with a faint disdain in his eyes, but he still remained kind on his face and whispered, "Brother Xiao, do you worry too much?"

Xiao Yi smiled and said, "Brother Li, what do you think? Please tell me! I'm listening to you."

Seeing that Xiao Yicai and Fa Xiang's eyes looked at him, Li Xun paused for a moment and then said, "I thought that since my three factions entered Ze, the disciples sent by Changshengtang have been defeated by us again and again. Moreover, since the Battle of Qingyun Mountain, the death and injury of the master of Changshengtang, except for a Yuyangzi who is still struggling to support the overall situation, the rest is not to worry at all. Brother Xiao said that tonight is full of dangers. Is it too much?

Xiao Yi pondered for a moment and said, "What Brother Li said really makes sense. However, in the Demon Sect Long Life Hall, the doorkeeper Yu Yangzi's Taoism is extremely high, and we can't underestimate him alone. In addition, the Long Life Hall has been ranked among the four major factions of the Demon Sect for 800 years since its rise. The so-called hundred-legged insects are dead but not stiff, and they are !"

Fa Xiang nodded and said, "What Brother Xiao said is reasonable. We really need to be careful."

Seeing that both of them were talking like this, Li Xun couldn't say anything more, but he was arrogant and his eyes were still a little. He said lightly, "According to what the two brothers said, what should we do tonight?"

Fa Xiang looked at his look, stunned for a moment, turned his head to Xiao Yi and looked at him, but saw Xiao Yi as if he had nothing to do, as if he had seen anything, and still smiled and said, "Brother Li is really clear. With his brother's talent, he will achieve great success every day. Brother Li should remember his first

Li Xun smiled and didn't even thank him.

Fa Xiang looked at Xiao Yi's happy and angry face, and suddenly flashed the figure of the teenager named "Zhang Xiaofan" in front of him. If he was also here today, how nice it would be...

There was an unexicable pain in his heart. He sighed gently. Then he heard Xiao Yi in a low voice and began to arrange it. He hurriedly listened to it. Only Xiao Yi lowered his voice and said softly:

"Two brothers, tonight we..."

The night seemed to be a little darker.

The night in the death swamp seems to be shrouded in dark clouds. Perhaps every night, the fog rises in this huge swamp.

There are pieces of gray in the night sky. Not to mention the moon, you can't even see half a star.

Near the bottomless pit, in the places where the young disciples of the right path stayed at night, except for a few remaining bonfire ashes, everything was quiet and there was no sound.

In the dark, those righteous disciples curled up in the clothes quilt and covered their whole body tightly. After all, young people did not practice enough to withstand the bone-through night cold in the dead.

The disciples of Changshengtang silently surrounded the group of people from all directions, quietly waiting for Yu Yangzi's order in the dark.

Yu Yangzi slowly stretched out his only right hand.

Meng Ji, who was standing beside him, suddenly whispered, "Master."

Yu Yangzi's hand paused and was slightly dissatisfied, but after all, Meng Ji had a good position in his heart, so he still held back his patience and asked, "What's wrong?"

Meng Ji seemed to feel Yu Yangzi's dissatisfaction. After a moment of hesitation, he still said, "Master, why don't these righteous people even have a vigil?"

Yu Yangzi was stunned for a moment, and then said, "These yellow-haired boy are arrogant. These days, I have made a plan to underestimate the enemy. They have long thought that we are vulnerable and don't pay attention to us at all. It's not surprising that there is no vigil!"

Meng Ji's face moved, and he was finally silent.

Yu Yangzi didn't pay attention to him again. He turned his right hand and saw a strange mirror of black and white in his hand. Then he flew into the air and slipped through a dazzling light in the night.

All the gatekeepers of the Long Lives Hall shouted at the same time, spread far away in the night, swarming up with boundless murderous intent!

In that fragile remnant light, there is a faint desolation.

The last bit of ashes is quietly extinguished at this moment!

Darkness submerged!

After a while, there was a crisp and shuffled sound.

A blue light, a blue light, a golden light, a white light, a blue light.

Five brilliant and dazzling lights, in the dark darkness of the night, like a sharp sword piercing the sky, appeared in the deepest part of the darkness and rushed to the gatekeepers of the Long Life Hall.

And behind them, more dazzling lights appeared one after another.

Yu Yangzi's face changed greatly in his eyes!