The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 95: The man is fishing for birds by the cliff
The man in black dared to stay wherever he was, retrieved the magic weapon, turned around and fled. &1t;/
He flew into the air, stepped on the leaves and got up, his figure was suddenly empty, and he no longer wanted to be easily spotted, so he wanted to drive away in the air. &1t;/
Who would have thought that the moment his toes left the leaves, the sky suddenly darkened. &1t;/
There is a cloud of black mist at the top of the forest, as if it has been waiting for him. &1t;/
The black mist fell directly on his face. &1t;/
The darkness in front of the man in black. &1t;/
He fell straight down and landed on the accumulated leaves, no more breath. &1t;/
The black mist trembled with the wind, but did not dissipate, and a pale face was looming in it. &1t;/
The wind was getting stronger, and the black fog avoided to the ground and walked silently, looking like the black eaves of Taichang Temple after being washed by the rain—that was the horn of the Canglong. &1t;/
The black mist burrowed into the crack in the cliff, and it was about to disappear as soon as it shook violently. &1t;/
The pale face in the fog had no expression at all, and was extremely indifferent, but at this moment it was suddenly distorted, full of shock and anger. &1t;/
A giant hand from nowhere... caught the black mist. &1t;/
The huge hand glowed blue. &1t;/
The green color is as fresh as green grass, but like rotten corpse. &1t;/
There are obviously two completely different feelings, but they are unified in this giant hand, giving people an extremely strange feeling. . &1t;/
The big cyan hands are closed. &1t;/
Hei Mist struggled and twisted desperately, trying to escape, but couldn't do it. &1t;/
Soon, with a very low anger, the black mist suddenly dissipated, breaking into countless souls. &1t;/
The level of these soul fires is extremely high, and even after countless miles of journeys from the underworld to Chaotianda 6, they still maintain a colorless state. &1t;/
If these soul fires are allowed to scatter among the cliffs, it will be difficult for human practitioners to spot them, and they may become resentful spirits in hundreds of years. &1t;/
Unfortunately, these soul fires are not as lucky as those on the Shenmo Peak, and directly poured into a hole with a gust of wind and all the remnants of the black mist. &1t;/
The black mist disappeared without a trace, and the vision became clear again. It turned out that the hole was a mouth. &1t;/
There are many broken teeth in that mouth. &1t;/
The man's nose is thick and round, and the tip of his nose is a little red, looking like an unhealthy carrot. &1t;/
The man's eyes are as deep as holes. &1t;/
The man was a small old man with no breath in his body, but he gave people a very powerful feeling. &1t;/
After devouring these soul fires, the old man stopped staying, his arms shook, like a big bird passing through the dense forest silently, and instantly turned into a small black spot in the extreme distance. When it reappears, it has already arrived. A mountain cliff hundreds of miles north of the city. &1t;/
A young man sits on the edge of the cliff. &1t;/
The young man holds a bamboo pole in his hand, with a thin thread tied to the end of the pole, which hangs into the flowing clouds between the cliffs, looking as if he is fishing. &1t;/
Why are there fish in the cloud? Is he bird fishing? &1t;/
"I admire and admire, I didn't expect you to make the underworld work for you."&1t;/
The little old man looked at the young man and said, "I can kill the elder Yuan Ying of the Zhongzhou Sect so far, this underworld kid is of good standard."&1t;/
The young man didn't look back, staring at the flowing clouds under the cliff, with an extremely focused expression. &1t;/
The clouds are gradually chaotic, and there are faint black spots passing through them. &1t;/
The invisible birds stared at the food tied to the bamboo poles, croaking, appearing extremely greedy. &1t;/
Looking at the chaos in the cloud, the young man shook his head before answering the old man's questions. &1t;/
"The level of the three disciples of the Underworld Master is of course pretty good—though I only dare to come over with shadows—otherwise why would I ask you to do it?"&1t;/
The old man laughed badly and said: "When can you catch the Underworld Master? I haven't seen him for a long time, and the world hasn't seen him for a long time. I think it will be very lively."&1t;/
The young man said: "They are all poor old gentlemen who have been smashed by my Qingshan. You dare not show up, how can he dare to show up?"&1t;/
The old man was silent for a while, and said: "Are you sure the Green Mountain Sect doesn't know that I'm out?"&1t;/
"Who knows Qingshan best in the world?"&1t;/
The young man inserted the bamboo pole into the rock crevice on the edge of the cliff, turned to look at the old man, put a thumbs up to his face, smiled and said: "It's me, I..."&1t;/
He had a cold face, because this smile suddenly became cute, with a sloppy taste, and it was very kind. &1t;/
Looking at this face, the old man didn’t know what was thinking, and he sighed and said, “I’ve been hiding in the ground for hundreds of years. The world has changed so much. People like you can only hide. It’s really amazing. Sad."&1t;/
The young man raised his eyebrows and said, "There are too many words."&1t;/
The old man suddenly said with a serious face: "I want to eat a few people, it is really a bit greedy, those soul fires have no taste, even if there is no girl, it is good to eat a few guys."&1t;/
"Alright."&1t;/
The young man was a little helpless, put away the bamboo pole, and walked out of the cliff with the old man. &1t;/
The old man quickly followed up. &1t;/
The young man squinted his eyes and said, "How do you feel like I have a dog now?"&1t;/
"Wow."&1t;/
The old man pleased and said: "As long as you can destroy the green mountain and eliminate my future troubles, why not let me be a dog for you for three hundred years."&1t;/
The young man said: "Then you have to protect me first, don't let me be killed by those two insurgents."&1t;/
The old man smiled bitterly and said: "I can't beat them now."&1t;/
"So, we must hurry up."&1t;/
The young man sighed and reached out and touched the old man's head. &1t;/
The clouds gradually quieted down the cliff, and the birds disappeared. &1t;/
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The mountain forest was illuminated by a chilly sword light, and then lit by golden light. &1t;/
Nan Wang and Jin Zhuofeng rushed to the scene first, and the other Qingshan disciples rushed to the scene later. &1t;/
Looking at the body of the man in black, their expressions changed slightly. &1t;/
The man in black had a sword wound on his hand, and the remnants of the magic weapon aura are also very clear. It should be the murderer who shot Zhao Layue. &1t;/
Just why did he die here? &1t;/
Nan forgets his sleeves. &1t;/
The cloth on the face of the man in black was lifted. &1t;/
His breath is gone, because the changes made by Dao Fa can no longer be maintained, revealing his true face. &1t;/
"Wei Chengzi?"&1t;/
Golden worship is shocked. &1t;/
Nan Wang's face is ugly. &1t;/
There was dead silence in the room. &1t;/
The one who wanted to kill Zhao Layue was really from the Zhongzhou faction, and he was also the elder Wei Yuanying. &1t;/
Nan Wang asked: "How did he die?"&1t;/
Golden priest waved his hand, and something like gold dust fell on the ground in a radius of one hundred meters around. &1t;/
The gold powder gradually fades, and some pictures can be seen faintly, which is extremely vague, but it can be judged from the breath. &1t;/
Soul Fire! &1t;/
The Qingshan disciples couldn't help exclaiming. &1t;/
The demon of the underworld actually appeared again! &1t;/
"Very strong, not much weaker than you and me, and it's just a shadow~IndoMTL.com~ Jin Jiong felt the remnants of the soul and fire, and said with a solemn expression.&1t;/
Nan Wang didn't speak. &1t;/
It's no wonder that Wei Chengzi, the elder Yuan Ying of the Zhongzhou School, died in a single encounter, and even Yuan Ying did not escape. &1t;/
The Qingshan disciples were silent at each other, and the atmosphere was extremely depressing and weird. &1t;/
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