An old man, covered with a black cloth on his face, sat in the dark, and his whole body was black. (The novel depicts golden patterns, wearing clothes like leather jackets, three strings of beads on his hands, stringed with stones and other things, and his nails were very long. He had a long braid. The braid was black, but the skin on his body was old and wrinkled. It was like a layer of skin wrapped outside the bones. There was a cane made of white bones at his feet, which was about one meter long. It was crystal clear. Although you could tell it was a bone at a glance, it looked more like a medium like white jade.

Hearing the shouts of Shili, the old man moved!

The feeling of spreading my arms was like a robot opening my hands little by little, with stiff and slow movements. After holding the cane, I stood up from the ground little by little, and my body was very slow, as if I was inconvenient to move. I held my cane and walked out of the Taoist temple step by step, with my steps very light.

But when he walked out of the Taoist temple, a large black crow flew out from the darkness behind him. I rubbed my eyes, but the large crow disappeared. Could it be an illusion? Or did I see it wrong?

The Lion King greeted him, and the golden light was as bright as the sun.

Yuanshi walked to me with her hands behind her back and whispered, "Wan Lin, I really didn't expect it. I originally thought you would keep hiding and not meet us." Bu rushed to the skill.

I whispered: "Time doesn't wait for me, I can't let myself do this life."

"Do you remember what I said to you in Shanghai nearly five years ago? It is best to stay in this world of martial arts and lakes. No matter what heroes are, they cannot rely on their own strength to become top-notch people. Do you know what your biggest problem is?"

Yuanshi asked with a smile on her face.

"You just want to take people with you before you learn to run, how can you fly?"

He patted my shoulder lightly, and at the same time, the energy locked me, and he knew at a glance that he was afraid of me and then ran away.

The old man walked towards us step by step, and Milok strode forward to me. The two of them gave me a completely different feeling, not only in terms of physique, but also in terms of aura. The old man was gloomy and terrifying, but the lion king Milok gave me a more open and upright feeling.

"Just I heard you say you are God, did you?"

The old man held his palms in both hands, and his arms and leg bones looked very slender, as if he would fall down as soon as he touched them.

"I said it."

Milok also stopped, his fists clenched, making a "cuckoo" sound.

"Barring..." The old man smiled gloomyly, shook his head while laughing, "It's so ignorant. Like many young people, I think that I can become an immortal and a god with some ability. Have you ever seen a real god who is so arrogant and looks foolish?"

Milok stared at his eyes like a copper bell, but he stopped talking at this time. He jumped and rushed to the old man suddenly. The golden light spread out, covering the old man, and shouted: "If there is no emperor's blood in my field, I will be the servant, and I must kneel down and respect me!"

The old man's body trembled even harder, and his body sank little by little, as if he was about to kneel down.

"Haha, interesting. This is the first time I have seen the characteristics of this field. If I don't have the blood of the emperor, I will kneel down. No wonder I am so arrogant. But do you really think I will kneel down?"

Just as the old man was talking, he turned back. He looked so old, but his movement seemed as flexible as a monkey. After turning back and falling to the ground, he stepped steadily on the ground, but he had no intention of kneeling down.

Milok frowned slightly, and watched the old man raise his right hand and a golden light spear condensed from the golden barrier. Then he waved his right hand and the light spear shot out flat, stabbing the old man straight away. The old man crossed his hands in front of his chest, and gently stroked it, but he showed a terrifying demon's mouth. This was high-level witchcraft, but he did not chant any spells at all, and he did not hit the hand technique. Once these hands were crossed, the demon's mouth became a shape. The speed was so fast that I was shocked. I was just picking it up at will.

The light spear fell into the mouth of the demon. The appearance of the demon's mouth was completely different from what I summoned. Its face was naturally extremely ferocious, but it looked more like a bird's face, much clearer than the demon I summoned. The light spear fell in the middle of the demon's mouth, and its big mouth was like a black hole. The light spear fell into it and disappeared soon.

"Look, I'll just say that you are just alone."

The old man showed a sneer on his face, and he could see ugly teeth in his mouth looming behind the black cloth.

"Yeah?"

Milok's face was cold. As soon as he finished speaking, cracks suddenly appeared on the demon's mouth. Then the whole face continued to collapse, falling into black gaps, and golden light shone out from these gaps. The next second, the explosion sounded violently in the open space, and the strong wind swept past. The demon's mouth was completely broken, but the golden spear of light was suspended in place, shining on the fragments all over the ground, and the old man's face covered by black cloth.

"You can't understand God's world."

Milok lifted his foot and walked over, stretched his hand, and the light spear flew back and landed in his hand. Then Milok jumped, jumped high, and stabbed hard from the air with his hand. The old man raised his white bone staff to greet him. The bone staff rotated, drawing a large piece of brilliant white light on his head, which instantly turned into a shield like white jade. After the light spear fell, it stabbed the white jade shield. Only a "click" sound was heard, the white jade shield was broken instantly, and the light spear was also broken on the spot, but Milok's figure could not be stopped. He grabbed the old man's neck and pressed him to the ground. With a "bang", the old man's entire head was almost knocked into the ground, revealing a deep pit on the ground.

"If you want to teach someone a lesson next time, remember to consider your strength first."

After speaking, the golden light in Milok's hand turned into a huge lion's face, and the second time impacted the old man's head who had fallen to the ground. The golden light spread out, and the hole on the ground became bigger again, and the deep pit exploded twice. I watched behind me. If I was attacked by the Lion King for the second time, my head would probably have exploded at this time. The old man was lying on the ground and had no response. Milok slowly stood up from the ground and looked around with cold eyes.

Fan Wujiu frowned, and the development of the situation had exceeded his expectations.

"Wan Lin, what you promised should..."

Yuanshi sneered at me, but at this moment, she saw Milok's raised foot put back again, and I also whispered: "It's not over yet."

Yuan Shi was stunned. The old man turned around and looked at the old man of the Wu clan on the ground. However, he saw that the old man of the Wu clan supported the ground with both hands and crawled up little by little, and his body gradually stood up from the pit, and his movements were slow, but he meant that he was still alive.

Even more strange things happened immediately. The old Wu clan who stood up from the pit. When I looked at it, I saw that his head was completely gone. There was a scar as big as a bowl on his neck, but it was not bleeding, but was pitch black. He held the white jade bone staff, and after getting up, he also dusted the dust on his body. A voice came from the hole, which was the old man's gloomy voice.

"I have to admit that your body is very special and has the power to kill gods. Even as a witch clan who survived in ancient times, it was the first time I saw such a strange person as you. Your body does have blood like an ancient god, but it is not an ancient god. However, just this is not enough to make you qualified to call yourself a god."

As he said, he stretched out his right hand and the blood-stained head floated out of the hole and gently landed on his right hand. His left hand was gently placed on his head. The witch power slowly flowed across the surface of the head, but the wound was slowly healing, and the old man's face became clear again.

He held his head and gently placed it on his head. He only saw the broken wound quickly growing. In a blink of an eye, his head and body were reconnected.

"It's better, it's much more comfortable. The two punches just now hit me very hard, so I moved my old bones well. As a gift, I'll loosen my bones for you."
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