And a black man who was on the tall tower in the distance, ready to rescue Niu Dali, suddenly stiffened in place, and he looked at the place where Niu Dali disappeared with a look of disbelief.

"Isn't this a teleportation stone that has been lost for many years? Where did he get it?"

But in the next second, his whole body was soaked in cold sweat. "It's over!"

Because he is a member of a special force, his task is to protect Niu Dali's personal safety, of course, this is under the premise of not disturbing Niu Dali's self-training, just now Niu Dali was exhausted, so he had to go to the rescue.

Otherwise, he would never have appeared, standing like a stone on top of the tower.

Of course, his benefits after entering this special unit are very good, but all this is locked in the premise that he can complete the mission and survive.

Niu Dali is directly identified as the existence of prefecture-level protection objects. If he completes this mission, he can get a great reward.

But relatively, if he fails, he will also face the punishment of life is worse than death, not to mention that Niu Dali's life and death are uncertain now, and he doesn't know where he went, and the problems he will face will be even more arduous, and the crime of dereliction of duty will not be able to run.

"Wait a minute, I remember he got it from an old man in that market when he teleported. The man in black had an idea, and for a moment remembered the place where Niu Dali had obtained the stone, and he leaped as fast as he could in his life, hoping to find the old man.

"Hehe, it seems that he really has a relationship with my door. An old man sat cross-legged on the ground, although his whole body was dark, but the divine light in his eyes was indeed not to be despised by people.

When the man in black jumped in front of him, the man in black's eyes were full of disbelief, and his whole body was trembling subconsciously, as if there was a wild beast in front of him.

"Where did you get Niu Dali, give me an honest explanation. The man in black said sharply.

"Oh, so his name is Niu Dali. What a simple and clear name full of great wisdom. ”

Seeing that the man in black said this, he still didn't change any of the dirty old man's thoughts, he seemed to think about it and touched his chin.

But his actions really provoked the man in black completely, you must know that if this mission fails, it is related to his net worth and life.

So the man in black didn't care whether he respected the old man or not, or was instinctively cowardly in his heart, and a long knife was pulled out by him. It slammed into the old man's neck.

But all these actions of his were as if there was no threat in the eyes of the old man, and the old man didn't even bother to move. Let that slash slash at the neck.

But when he saw that the knife in his hand was about to approach the old man's neck, the man in black panicked, if he slashed this knife, and then the old man died again, then his clues would be all broken, and then he would face a punishment that was no different from death.

Subconsciously, he wanted to retract the strength in his hand, but where is the distance between these inches so easy to control, this one still slashed at the old man's neck without hesitation.

In this moment, he finally knew what it meant to feel regretful.

But the next second, he was completely horrified.

Because the knife accurately slashed at the old man's main artery, normal people would definitely bleed to death if they were slashed there, but the old man's dark skin was like a piece of hard black iron, but there was no trace of scars on it, but the long knife in the man's hand that was so sharp that it broke his hair appeared notched.

"It's... This, my knife is a sect weapon, how can it be cut as soon as it is opened. The hands holding the long knife trembled uncontrollably, and the man in black looked at the long knife in his hand in disbelief.

He knew that the knife in his hand was not a fake, because he relied on this divine weapon, and he didn't know how many monks he had killed along the way. It can be said that this knife is his second life.

But now, such a knife could not leave even a trace of scar on the old man in front of him, how could this strange thing not make him afraid.

However, the old man did not pay attention to what the man in black did in front of him, he twisted his stiff neck, and slowly stood up from the ground, although his whole body was skinny and skinny.

"Boy, your knife is good, and I'm afraid it's also a top-grade work among the sect weapons, but it's a pity that you met me. The old man said nonchalantly.

As he spoke, he still tugged in his arms. He took out a glittering gold coin and threw it at the man in black.

"Hey, little old man, I'm poor, so I'll use it as a repair fee for you. With that, he turned and left.

And the man in black subconsciously caught the gold coin, the corners of his eyes twitched violently, he didn't expect this old man's temperament to be so perverse, take a gold coin to him to make the repair fee for the knife.

But he soon saw this as an insult to him, and in a fit of rage he threw the gold coin on the ground and stomped on it several times.

"This me, isn't it?"

Hearing him say this, the old man stopped and turned his head to look at him with a gloomy face.

The man in black suddenly felt as if he was being targeted by a male lion. The fear of facing the king of all beasts instantly swelled infinitely from the bottom of my heart.

"By the way, let me tell you something, that kid named Niu Dali was taken by me to a special place to cultivate, you tell his family not to worry. ”

"Yes!" said the man in black subconsciously.

Just as the old man wanted to go again, he stopped again.

"Don't bring it like this!" The man in black, who had thought he could move freely, froze in place again.

"Oh, yes, if anyone asks who the man who took that kid is, just tell me by name. Remember, boy, my name is King Kong. ”

"There's also a gold coin that's money, don't throw it around, the next time I see it, I'm going to beat you." As he spoke, the old man waved his withered fist, pretending to be fierce, and then turned around and left without saying a word.

"King!?" The man in black sat in place in fright, looking at the old man's departing back in disbelief.

Because a monk who can be called a king must at least reach the fifth stage of the king rank in cultivation.

That is, the legend has a strong monk who has engraved the holy pattern on the golden pill or relics in the body and controls the forbidden power of heaven and earth.