Chapter 194

In the coffin, a man slowly stood up.

It was actually a handsome young man in a golden robe, and there was not the slightest hint of evil aura on his body.

It was a big surprise to everyone in the dragon group.

I thought that what got up from this evil coffin must be some thousand-year-old ghost, a 10,000-year-old demon and the like.

I didn't expect such a handsome young man, if it weren't for his extraordinarily pale skin, he would almost be a personable Taoist handsome.

I saw the young man standing up in the coffin.

The old man of the Black Scale Gate was shocked, and hurriedly bowed down: "The old slave worships the ghost master." ”

The handsome young man seemed to have just woken up, his body was very stiff, he slowly turned his head to the ground, and saw the old man of the black scale sect kneeling there, and his eyes flashed: "Ghost, why did you wake me up in advance, do you know that reviving early will ruin my big thing." ”

Although his tone was calm, the old man of the Black Scale Gate trembled violently, and hurriedly slammed his head on the ground: "Master, the old slave is useless, he was killed by someone, and the old slave was seriously injured and can no longer protect the master." ”

"Rubbish!" The handsome young man's face suddenly changed greatly, black green tendons appeared around his eyes, and the entire eye socket was covered with thick black, and the whites of his eyes could not be seen.

Syllable!

The old man of the Black Scale Gate, who was kneeling on the ground, was directly pressed to the ground by that terrifying evil aura, and a large amount of bone blood splattered out of his body.

"Master, spare your life, spare the old slave. The old man of the Black Scale Gate screamed.

"You can't even do this little thing, what use do you want!" said the handsome young man lightly.

Syllable!

The terrifying pressure directly flattened the old road of the Black Scale Gate, like a toad that was crushed by a car on the road, sticking to the ground, leaving only a piece of skin, and all the bones and blood turned into a scarlet blood.

The handsome young man opened his mouth and inhaled, and the blood was swallowed by him.

He burped, his head rusty, and turned his head mechanically to look at the dragons.

Li Huan and the others all took a step back with a big change in their faces.

Although this handsome young man has regained his peaceful and tranquil aura just now, no one will regard him as a Taoist master anymore, this person is simply more terrifying than the demon.

Without a word, the bones and blood of the old black scaled sect were sucked dry.

From the conversation just now, it seems that this old man is still the young man's subordinate.

"Who are you?" Li Huan asked loudly as he endured the horror in his heart.

"It's a few of you who hurt the ghosts, woke me up again, and ruined my business. The young man asked softly.

Those gentle words made Li Huan and the others creepy.

Because just now the young man also spoke like this before turning the old way of the black scale door into a skin.

"I don't care who you are, we are the Dragon Group, we were ordered to supervise the Hidden Gate, you are suspected of thousands of lives, and now our Dragon Group wants to arrest you. Li Huan shouted righteously.

"Dragon Group, what is this? Forget it, although it's a little worse, but it's good to wake up, Ancestor I've been lying down for hundreds of years, and I'm tired of lying down, just loosen my muscles, you are the kid who took the lead, come over to me, let me see what the situation is outside now." ”

The golden-robed young man muttered to himself.

Suddenly, as soon as he stretched out his hand, a terrifying suction force came from the young man's hand, and Li Huan was sucked in without any resistance.

Syllable!

Li Huan's Tianling Gai was pinched by the young man and grabbed in his hand.

Li Huan struggled, but the young man's nails poked out a few inches and stabbed into his head at once, Li Huan suddenly screamed, and his eyes gradually turned black.

"Brother Li. Yan Bing and the others were in a hurry, and they just wanted to move.

A terrifying aura struck.

Bang bang bang.

Everyone was pressed to the ground like the old man of the Black Scale Gate just now, unable to move.

A black glow appeared in the eyes of the golden-robed young man, searching Li Huan's soul.

"Huaxia, it turns out that the Qing Dynasty ran out of gas a hundred years ago, and now it is what kind of Huaxia country, the Dragon Group, so it is, it is almost the same as the Xuanwei Division back then......"

Bang!

Suddenly, the face of the golden-robed young man was hit by a fist, and he flew out of the coffin, hitting the stone wall of the tomb, and smashed a large hole.

Li Huan was grabbed by Long Xiaoshan and put on the ground.

Seeing the black dark qi in Li Huan's eyes, the golden flames in Long Xiaoshan's eyes jumped and sprayed out, burning all those black dark qi.

Crash.

The young man in the golden robe who fell in the corner of the wall slowly got up from the pile of rubble.

Half of his face was sunken in one side, and the other side was bulging, and his already handsome face became extremely deformed.

He grabbed his face and kneaded it a few times, like dough, and after a few seconds, his face was back to normal, with not even the slightest sign of being hit.

His eyes were black and bright, staring at Long Xiaoshan: "I also said that how did the ghosts become so wasteful, even a few Xuan-level little guys couldn't stop it, it turned out to be you, hey, you are so young." ”

The Ghost Ancestor's tone finally fluctuated slightly.

With his eyesight, he could naturally see Long Xiaoshan's true face, just now he also thought that Long Xiaoshan had changed his appearance, but after a closer look, Long Xiaoshan did not change his appearance, but just used a trick to make himself look ordinary.

He didn't even see this trick just now.

Now I found that Long Xiaoshan was not an old ghost, but was so young, which made the ghost a little surprised, Long Xiaoshan looked no more than twenty years old, and the punch just now had at least the strength of the ground level.

Even a few hundred years ago, it was very rare.

Not to mention that he had just searched the soul and learned that the Hidden Gate was much weaker than hundreds of years ago, and he couldn't see it congenitally.

"Yes, young man, it is your luck to meet the ancestor, worship under my door, the ancestor guarantees that you will step into the late stage of the prefecture level within five years, and you will have a congenital hope within thirty years. "The Ghost Ancestor seems to have moved his heart to love talents.

After all, such a genius is rarely seen when the hidden sect is strong for hundreds of years, and even if there is, it has been taken away by the top factions such as Kunlun, Shushan, Longhu Mountain, etc., although he is also one of the few strong people in the world, but because the ghost path is not as orthodox as the Taoist, it has led to a lot of withering talents.

Therefore, the words of the Ghost Ancestor are not deceptive.

Long Xiaoshan sneered, not to mention his longevity technique, it is a supreme technique, and he can condense the true yuan during the qi refining period, even if he doesn't have an immortal technique, he won't cultivate this kind of evil skill that is neither human nor ghost.

"Why, you still don't want to. The ghost said lightly: "It seems that you don't know the power of the ghost way, it's okay, when I catch you and know the power of the ancestor, you will beg the ancestor to accept you sooner or later." ”

After the ghost finished speaking, a large amount of evil qi condensed into a blood shadow and rushed towards Long Xiaoshan.

(End of chapter)