Fu Bo

On the eighth day after leaving Chibi City, it started raining in the sky, and it was hard to say whether it was a bad thing.

The rain will disperse some of the odors from Long Er Shao, but to some extent, it will affect the speed of the group's progress.

On the other hand, although the rain diluted the smell of the Second Young Master Long and made it much more difficult to find the Second Young Master Long, the speed of the demon clan has also greatly improved due to the rain.

Today is the eighth day. According to Ye Qingshan's estimate, the group will arrive at the military camp of General Ganshuiyuan tonight.

It was originally planned to take ten days, but for various reasons, Ye Qingshan compressed it to eight days.

Second Young Master Long should have been afraid. This morning, he took the initiative to find Ye Qingshan and said that it was really not possible. He would not eat lunch today. You can wait until you arrive at the military camp of General Ganshuiyuan before eating.

A gratified smile appeared on the old housekeeper's face again, but for some reason, Ye Qingshan saw the smell of parting in this gratified smile.

possible,

Did you think too much?

Two hours, four hours, ten thousand miles of fast journey, and eight thousand miles away from the military camp.

In the past, when this time came, the Second Young Master Long would shout and stop and protest to Ye Qingshan seriously, saying that this was abuse and he needed a rest, but today the Second Young Master Long did not.

I don’t know if it was because of fear or a premonition. In short, today’s Second Young Master Long had all the efforts he had made before.

But there are always some things in this world. The more you don’t want it to happen, the more likely it will happen. This is the so-called Murphy’s Law.

Unfortunately, when the assassination troops responsible for assassinating Long Er Shao finally appeared when they were only seven thousand miles away from entering the safe area.

There were not many people in the assassination army, with only five in total, but all of these five were level nine demon kings, and there was even a master at the level of deputy general.

What's even more terrifying is that they are all green sand beasts that are good at assassination, and this kind of rainy day will increase their assassination ability.

Facing five level nine demon kings born assassins, there is also a master at the level of deputy general.

The old butler Afu's expression was not heavy, and he even felt relaxed that Ye Qingshan couldn't understand, as if he knew that he would have such an ending.

The second young master Long's face appeared in the gloomy sky.

This time, his face was gone without the self-deception of the past. He pulled the old butler's sleeve without saying a word, trying to drag the old butler away.

With a "sting" sound, Long Er Shao had a piece of cloth sleeve in his hand.

A hint of unbearableness flashed in the old turtle's eyes. He looked at Ye Qingshan as if he wanted to say something, but finally sighed and chose to remain silent.

The old housekeeper did not care about the Second Young Master Long who looked at him with a pleading look, but looked at Ye Qingshan with a relieved chuckling at the corner of his mouth: "Don't forget what we said yesterday, take the young master away."

Ye Qingshan nodded, grabbed Long Er Shao's arm, and resolutely ran towards the military camp of General Ganshui Ape.

It was raining in the sky, and the young master's howl filled with anger and even hysterical voice echoed in his ears.

Looking at the five ninth-level demon king-level green sand beasts standing in the rain, the old housekeeper's hunched back became straight at this moment, and the surging immortal power of one black and one white rose inside the old housekeeper's body!

The old man in this sixty or seventy years old became young at this moment at a speed visible to the naked eye. His spine no longer bent, his wrinkles on his face were smoothed, and his atrophy muscles became smooth and elastic again.

The immortal power in his body, which had already become lifeless, reached the peak of activeness in the previous life at this moment.

All body-refining cultivators have a forbidden technique, which is to burn essence and blood, which will regain the vitality of the originally weak body, and can even reverse the weak to the strong and turn defeat into victory.

This is a forbidden technique. For any cultivator of body refining, the importance of essence and blood is no less than life. Many cultivators would rather die than burn essence and blood.

Similarly, all the enlightened monks also have a forbidden technique, but unlike the burning essence and blood of the body-refining monks, the enlightened monks burn their perception of the great way.

Every burning of the understanding of the great way means that this feeling that has been with you for thousands or even tens of thousands of years will be permanently erased from your memory.

The burning of the enlightenment of the Great Dao will make your strength reach an unprecedented peak!

The old butler's strength is a level nine Golden Immortal, which means that although the old butler does not have a chaotic level avenue, he has a complete set of the most complete chaotic insights below the chaotic level.

And the great way the old housekeeper felt,

It’s yin and yang!

Ye Qingshan originally thought that the old housekeeper's strength was just the same as the old turtle, but if Ye Qingshan knew that the old housekeeper's understanding was the Yin-Yang Avenue, then Ye Qingshan's evaluation of the old housekeeper would definitely not be so low.

They are both level nine golden immortals, and they are the most complete avenues under the Chaos Dao, but due to their different understandings, there will eventually be differences in strength.

The strongest one is Yin and Yang, because this is the insight that is closest to the Chaos Dao, followed by the three talents of heaven, earth and man, and then the four symbols, five elements, six elements, seven stars, eight trigrams, nine palaces, and ten directions.

Let’s not talk about how deeply the old butler has understood the Yin-Yang Dao, and how far away it is from the chaos of Yin-Yang transformation. Just because the other party has the Yin-Yang Dao, the old butler’s strength is at least at the deputy general level.

Now, with the burning of Yin and Yang Avenue, even if the old housekeeper's strength is not as high as the twenty-eight star generals, it is at least not inferior to the seventy-two earthly evil stars.

And feel the surging yin and yang power rising in the old housekeeper's body at this moment.

Feeling the surrounding space, it seems that it becomes distorted under the stimulation of the black and white, yin and yang, and the two immortal forces.

The five big demon king-level green sand beasts who assassinated the army had a hint of solemnity and anxiety in their eyes at this moment!

The five looked at each other and ran directly in the five directions with a "swoosh".

Their goal is to kill Long Er Shao, not to fight this lunatic!

But the next moment, the black and white magic powers rose around the old housekeeper, and finally formed a huge Yin-Yang fish filled with terrifying suction.

The five level nine demon kings who were just about to use dispersed tactics suddenly felt an irresistible terrifying suction coming from the direction of the old housekeeper.

Under the crushing of the huge Yin-Yang fish, a green sand beast with the strength of a level nine golden immortal was accidentally scratched by the Yin-Yang fish, and in an instant, half of its tail was crushed by the Yin-Yang fish.

When he saw that his plan failed, the Qingsha Beast, who had the strength of the deputy general, flashed a sharp look in his eyes: "Stop running away, kill the madman in front of him first!"

The next moment, four and a half blue-black black lights flashed in the heavy rain.

"Boom!"

"Swoosh swish swish!"

"Click! Click!"

I don’t know how long it took, the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, and on the ruined earth, in the turbid mud, an old man with a haggard face, dull eyes, and a full body covered with bite marks. Blood flowed wildly from his body, struggling to crawl out of the mud.

The old man looked very embarrassed, and his body was filled with surging immortal power, but strangely, the other party was like a mortal. He didn't know how to use this power, so he could only climb out in a mess in this quagmire.

The turbid mud wet the old man's hair. His heavy breathing made his chest look like a bellows, and there was mud at the mouth of his nose, making the old man look extremely desolate at this moment.

It makes people feel pitiful and sad.

And behind the old man, in the turbid quagmire, the only deputy general-level blue sand beast who survived but had been seriously injured was now looking at the miserable and pitiful old man in front of him with his eyes full of vicious eyes.

Every time the old man is about to climb out of the mud, the green sand beast will hook the old man's body with its sharp teeth and then force the other person into the mud.

The old man seemed very scared. He climbed out desperately, but he had no idea how to use his power and could not escape from this quagmire.

The body was already scattered by the teeth of the blue sand beast, and the blood made the mud add a touch of orange. The old man was very scared and was afraid. He didn't know what he should do, but he didn't dare to stop because whenever he relaxed a little, the monster behind would tear off a piece of meat from him.

The old man kept crawling like this, constantly being pulled into the quagmire, and then continued to climb until his physical strength was completely exhausted and he fell head-on into the quagmire.

The mud mixed with blood and minced meat poured into his mouth and nose. The old man felt pain and felt his life was threatened. The old man wanted to struggle to get up, but the old man no longer had the strength.

Only the blue sand beast that supported the broken body and looked at the old man with resentful eyes was left, lying weakly in the mud.

What the monk burns is the mark of the great way, and as the mark is burned, many memories will disappear. The more thoroughly the burning, the more memories you lose.

That's right, this old man who was tired and was eventually flooded to death by mud.
Chapter completed!