In the faint moonlight, the silence in the sky-shaking forest was as silent as water. Most of the Divine Thought powerhouses who came to chase and kill had already chosen to retreat, and Lin Hai, who was originally full of killing intent, suddenly fell into a strange silence.

The army of the Evil Wind Tower came to the forest as promised. A makeshift camp, including even the towering 'Evil Wind' banner, stood out under the flickering bonfire, as if they were afraid that the people who didn't know that the Evil Wind Tower had arrived.

Inside and outside the brightly lit village, countless children of the Evil Wind Building were closely guarded. A few days ago, these children of the Evil Wind Mansion were like generously dying, but now they have changed their previous decadence, but they are extremely excited.

If you listen carefully.

In the village, there were bursts of hearty laughter.

"Thank you, senior brother, for coming to help!" Mu Han looked at a man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his spirit was stilted repeatedly. "This time, my Evil Wind Building suffered a catastrophe, if it weren't for my brother coming to help, I wouldn't know what to do. ”

"Being forced by a small half-step Divine Thought powerhouse to almost destroy the sect, Mu Han, you are too embarrassed. But don't worry, since I'm here today, I will definitely help you solve this crisis!"

He said, sitting in the first place.

The elders and deacons of the Evil Wind Tower around them all laughed.

This man's name is Wu Shanhe, and he is an elder of the Pure Yang Guiyi Sect. Back then, he and Mu Han both studied art in the Pure Yang Guiyi Sect, but later, Wu Shanhe stayed in the Chunyang Guiyi Sect and became an elder. And Mu Han left the sect and went out to establish the Evil Wind Tower by himself.

Although Wu Shanhe was only an elder, the Pure Yang Guiyi Sect could be regarded as a second-tier sect in the evil path, even if it was just an ordinary elder, his status was a little higher than that of Mu Han, the fourth-tier sect master. What's more, Wu Shanhe has reached the middle stage of divine thought, more than three hundred years longer than Mu Han, and his control over the power of heaven and earth has already reached the level of commanding him.

"Alas, senior brother, it's also an evil door. This little Yang Master, at the beginning, when he was in Longhu Villa, he only had the cultivation of the Purple Mansion Grandmaster, but Shengsheng relied on this cultivation to kill Sun Changhai! This is not me making it up, he killed Sun Changhai, not to mention that there were more than a thousand people watching!"

Mu Han saw Wu Shanhe's puzzled face, revealing a hint of doubt, and couldn't help but hurriedly say.

Wu Shanhe raised his eyebrows secretly and motioned for the other party to continue. He received a letter from Mu Han for help this time, so he rushed here, although the matter of Longhu Villa was rumored, he only knew about the fur, and he didn't know what happened that day.

"Then it's the Heaven-Shaking Forest!" Mu Han sighed and said:

"This Yang Shi is really an old monster who has been in retreat for many years, and he has come out to make trouble. ”

"Hundreds of Divine Thought powerhouses hunt down a Purple Mansion Grandmaster, it's like a cannon hitting mosquitoes, and there will hardly be the slightest accident, but the result is that the gutter capsized in his hands! I don't know what kind of luck this Yang Master took in the Heaven Shaking Forest, reaching a half-step Divine Thought. ”

"After his cultivation broke through, he even killed more than 100 Divine Nian Martial Artists who died in his hands...... Now, the evil way calls this Yang Master Yang Old Monster......"

Wu Shanhe was moved.

The idea of killing a god can also be explained by underestimating the enemy. But killing a hundred Divine Thoughts, then it can only be described as terrifying! Wu Shanhe has only killed two or three Divine Thoughts so far, and the people he has killed are not as many as the other party in a day.

"Senior brother, you are well-informed, can you deduce the origin of this old Yang monster?" asked Mu Han.

At this time, everyone else also looked towards Wu Shanhe.

For the evil way, Yang Lao Wei suddenly appeared, and his kung fu was extremely evil, and he was full of people at every turn. Many people say that he may be the righteous Yang Lao Mo. But this is just speculation after all, Wu Shanhe comes from a second-tier sect and is well-informed, so he may have other insights.

Wu Shanhe sat on the Taishi chair and let out a long breath of turbidity. Mu Han was silent, he knew that his senior brother usually looked like this, he was thinking. Sure enough, after a while, Wu Shanhe straightened his waist, looked at everyone and said slowly:

"Thirty-six thousand years ago, there was a 'Rakshasa Blood Refining Palace'. The exercises of this sect are cultivated with the power of blood, turning the power of bloodevil into internal strength and integrating it into the body, the more you kill, the stronger your strength will be. It's a pity that the last generation of sect masters of this sect was destroyed because he offended a strong man of the Immortal Sect. ”

"I've also heard what this old Yang monster did. Every once in a while, his cultivation would improve by one point...... I suspect that he cultivated with the power of blood. He was either a remnant disciple of the 'Rakshasa Blood Refining Palace', or an evil path martial artist who had accidentally obtained the relevant exercises. ”

When everyone heard this, they all showed shocked looks.

Really.

As an elder of a second-tier sect, as soon as he opened his mouth, he deduced something that everyone didn't know. Even, he also gave the other party's cultivation of the exercises.

"Senior brother, if Old Monster Yang comes, do you have the confidence to deal with him?" asked Mu Han.

"If you want to kill him, it's as easy as a snap!" Wu Shanhe flipped his palm and said coldly. He said, grabbing his right hand. I saw that in the dark place where the lights could not be illuminated in Dazhai, there was a surge, and the thick darkness was like a poisonous snake that had been pulled, and it flew quickly and gathered in his palm, forming a scepter.

This scepter is half a man high.

The appearance is very strange, as black as black jade, as if carved from a piece of black jade, it is natural. At first glance, it seems as if the whole person's mind is about to be sucked into it. At the top of this scepter, there is a whole red gemstone, which looks extremely extreme and very evil.

With this scepter in hand, Wu Shanhe's momentum rose suddenly.

"Senior brother, this ...... This ......"

Mu Han's eyes were almost bulging out, and a pair of tricks stared at the scepter in Wu Shanhe's hand, unable to hide his envy.

The other elders of the Evil Wind Tower, on the contrary, only felt that this scepter was like a demon, and they didn't dare to look at it, as if a terrifying existence lived in the scepter that was devouring their telekinesis. It's just that the time is longer, and even the brain is blank.

"That's right, the evil jade staff!" Wu Shanhe smiled faintly and released his right hand. Suddenly, the evil jade staff was like sand in the palm of the hand, quietly turning into countless clouds of darkness and disappearing in everyone's eyes. "Mu Han, do you think I can kill Old Monster Yang with its help?"

Mu Han was overjoyed and hurriedly shouted:

"Yes, yes, don't talk about a Yang old monster, even if he comes to ten or eight, there must be no return!"

"Really?"

As soon as the words fell.

Suddenly, a cold voice came from outside Dazhai.

Brush!

At this moment, everyone's eyes swept away in unison, looking towards the voice.