Five Immortals Gate

After the hunchbacked old man said this, his aura suddenly rose, and thick black smoke suddenly surged from the dead wood and black branches in his hands, as if the smoke from a beacon was lit. It was incomparable to the wisps of black smoke before. The surrounding area instantly became filled with smoke, which was blurred and blurred, and spread to all directions at an extremely fast speed. There was a low whimpering sound coming from the black smoke, as if there were countless vicious dogs hiding inside, whining from their throats. With a whining sound and the forest's white fangs exposed, the black mist spread with the hunchbacked old man as the center, occupying nearly 40% of the open space in the forest in the blink of an eye.

"We can't let him succeed in accumulating power, otherwise once the black smoke spreads into the jungle, the kid will take the opportunity to escape!"

Seeing this, the bloody sickle couldn't help but speak in a cold voice. After saying this, he stepped on the ground, and he was like a wisp of light smoke shot directly into the oncoming thick black smoke. At the same time, he moved the folding fan forward, and more than a dozen red lines came from the fan. It flew out directly, swelled up in the wind, and instantly transformed into a dozen flying sickle mantises, each with a head as big as an adult, a pair of red eyes shining with bloodthirsty luster, and a pair of front legs the size of two panel doors in front of it. As if they had just been soaked in bright red blood, the saw teeth on it were bright red and sharp. When the feet rubbed against each other, they made a metallic friction sound, as if two saw teeth were pulling each other across in a pool of thick blood.

As soon as these flying sickle blood mantises reached the air, they waved half of their almost translucent red wings and rushed directly towards the black smoke. As soon as the Confucian scholar made a move, it was a famous stunt, and he obviously didn't want to tangle with the other party.

The hunchbacked old man just sneered when he saw this, stretched out a finger to touch the dead wood, and the black branches of the dead wood trembled with a "buzz", and then he saw the black smoke around him surge violently, and dozens of "swish, swish, swish" sounds The sound seemed to be connected in a line, and about twenty black shadows the size of calves shot out one after another. A dozen of them pounced on the oncoming Flying Scythe Blood Mantis, and the rest of the black shadows pounced on the Blood Hand Flying Scythe. These calf-sized shadows The black shadows all look ugly and ferocious, with heads two feet big, a pair of eyes flashing fiercely, and thick skin on their faces. If they were covered with a layer of black armor, their huge mouths with huge fangs would look like a handle. The sharp blade that reaches into the sky and the ground, with black hair like a hedgehog on its body, and five claws like cast iron, looks like a first-class ferocious beast in this world. At first glance, it looks like a third-level monster, a hell dog, but upon closer inspection, it looks like a hell dog. Without the demonic power of the Diyu Demonic Dog.

Looking at the demon dog that was swooping in the air, the blood-hand flying sickle couldn't help but have an unprecedented solemn look in his eyes. After changing his previous casual attitude, he couldn't help but shout, "I have actually refined so many second-level black armors." Devil dog." He stretched out his slender fingers and touched the folding fan, then drew a line in front of him. Suddenly, a bolt flew out from the front of the folding fan. This bolt seemed to form a vast river in front of him, and the blood in it surged into the sky. The blood tide was raging, and the blood tide was like a furious wave hitting the rocks, rolling up huge bloody waves. These waves formed ghost-like faces in the air, screaming and opening their mouths to face the coming people. One by one, the black shadows bite each other.

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At this moment, those flying sickle blood mantises had collided with a dozen other black-armored demon dogs. They roared and made loud "puff" sounds for a while, and the sky was filled with fur, flesh and blood splattering, and there were also many flying sickle blood mantis stumps. After falling to the ground, the muscles on the ground caused the residual limbs to move on the ground.

And at the moment when they were fighting in front, the He brothers had swept away from both sides behind the hunchbacked old man. The young man in purple shirt was hiding behind. Although there was black smoke at this time, his figure could still be seen.

The young man in purple shirt was looking around nervously. He followed the instructions of the hunchbacked old man. When the black smoke spreads to the edge of the jungle, the hunchbacked old man will use the black smoke to launch a large-scale attack. At that time, the young man in purple shirt will Taking advantage of the cover of black smoke, he sneaked directly into the jungle. The hunchbacked old man would use secret techniques to delay the opponent for half a cup of tea, allowing the young man in purple to escape quickly.

The He brothers were also giants in the demonic world, and they could see through the intention of the hunchbacked old man at a glance. The moment the bloody sickle launched its attack in front, they also moved. However, these black smoke were weird, how could they dare to risk their lives.

He Manzi reached out and took out two one-foot-long short spears from his storage bag. With his hands clasped together, the two short spears quickly shot behind the purple-shirted young man and the hunchbacked old man. In the blink of an eye, they were lost in the billowing black smoke. , but at the next moment, these two long spears disappeared from He Manzi's consciousness, which made him horrified. After he cast spells repeatedly, the two short spears were like mud cows entering the sea, without any reflection. Although these two short spears It's not a magic weapon, but it's a top-level spiritual treasure. With their cultivation in the foundation-building stage, it has a certain degree of lethality even against monks in the late-stage foundation-building stage. However, the attack just now was He Manzi's intention to test it.

But just when he had a look of horror on his face, he saw the hunchbacked old man turning his head to glance at them, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally, with a sarcastic smile on his lips.

The two brothers looked at each other and knew that the black smoke must be some kind of magical power of the hunchbacked old man. If they didn't deal with the black smoke, how could they kill the young man in purple shirt. As the younger brother, He Manhua threw the huge mace into the air, and the Celestial Blue Wolf appeared again. Then he reached out and pinched the magic formula, and the Celestial Blue Wolf suddenly showed hesitation. , He Manhua couldn't help but his face darkened, and his hands tightened even more. The Sky Blue Wolf in the sky did not dare to delay at all this time, and then opened its mouth wide, and suddenly a strong suction force came from its mouth, The thick black smoke that was spreading in front suddenly rushed into its mouth as if it was gathered together, absorbing a large amount of black smoke like a long whale sucking water. Although the Tiancang Qinglang is huge, it is relatively large. The billowing smoke in the area seemed insignificant, but this time, those who were originally going to

The black smoke spreading to the edge of the jungle stopped in his direction. As a result, the plan of the hunchbacked old man and the purple-shirted young man was temporarily in vain.

Although this move immediately disrupted the opponent's plan, He Manhua did not have an easy time there. The sky-blue green wolf showed a look of pain. As it inhaled more black smoke, its original rising green wolf continued to dim. As he went down, the surface of his body began to be surrounded by traces of black air. Tiancang Qinglang's whole body continued to tremble, and it became more and more violent. He Manhua also had blue veins bulging on his forehead, and the aura on his body began to suddenly become stronger and weaker. , this thick black smoke is obviously not something that his beast soul can swallow at will, and he has also begun to suffer from backlash.

When He Manzi saw this, he shouted loudly, the green abacus in his hand was dazzling, and the small green snakes were like a rain of arrows, shooting directly at the back of the hunchbacked old man and the young man in purple shirt, as if for free, he naturally knew that his younger brother It can't last long there, only about ten breaths at most, otherwise it will be seriously injured due to backlash. Even if the boy's life can be taken within ten breaths, his brother He Manhua will never recover without half a year of recuperation, especially the refining one. The soul of the Celestial Blue Wolf is almost likely to be destroyed. If the Celestial Blue Wolf can refine the black smoke swallowed in the body after returning this time, it may be able to be promoted to the middle stage of the second-level monster. , otherwise the soul will fly and be annihilated.

Looking at the overwhelming green rain of snakes, the purple-shirted young man's face turned blue, but he bit his lower lip to prevent himself from making a sound. He could already see that this green rain of snakes was different from the previous confrontation with Uncle Sang. Times have changed. Not only has the number changed, each of the little snakes is faster and has more agile eyes. It is obviously not a refined thing of the same level.

The young man in purple shirt guessed well. As these little snakes were shot out, the muscles on He Manzi's face kept twitching. These little snakes were the first-level peak jade phosphorus snake souls that he had collected over decades. He said that each one cost him a lot of spiritual stones to collect. If one died, one would be missing. It would be extremely difficult to add more. He seemed to be swaying powerfully this time, and his heart was bleeding every time he lost one. However, in this situation, he knew that his brother would not be able to hold on for too long. Although there were more powerful spells, he could not use them. , that bloody-hand flying sickle is definitely not a kind person. If the two brothers use all their cards, they may be married to others, or even the other party kills the two of them while the two brothers are exhausted. impossible.

At this time, a dozen black-armored demon dogs and flying sickle blood mantises were entangled in the air in front of them. Flesh and blood were flying everywhere, and auras flickered, and then they dissipated in the air.

A black-armored demon dog's fierce claws clasped the back of a flying scythe blood mantis, letting the flying scythe blood mantis swing its terrifying pair of blood mantis no matter how it wanted.

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The red sickle was also unable to cut the black-armored demon dog behind. The black-armored demon dog's eyes flashed fiercely, and with a roar, it bit the flying sickle mantis's head, pulled it hard, and took it out of the neck cavity. Although they are all souls, they have some entities after refining, but most of them are still composed of souls and auras. If they are completely transformed into entities, their strength will be qualitative. breakthrough.

After the black-armored demon dog swallowed the head of the flying sickle blood mantis in one gulp, it pressed its claws like sharp hooks under its feet, and the body of the flying sickle blood mantis turned into dots of light all over the sky, and then it was sucked into its belly. , then it turned around and pounced on the other battle groups, but when it turned around, it was shockingly discovered that only half of its calf-like body was left. It was obvious that it was fighting with the flying sickle blood mantis just now. Coming down, it was also a miserable victory.

In this battlefield, only four black-armored demon dogs and two flying sickle blood mantises were left in just a moment. On the other side, the bloody sickle was controlling the bloody river to fight with the remaining three black-armored demon dogs. , and his blood-colored river changed from dozens of feet to less than three feet, tightly protecting some space in front of him.

Looking at the whole situation, the hunchbacked old man has the upper hand. He controls the dead wood and black branches with one hand. It seems easy, but it is not. He has to keep an eye on the He brothers at all times, so he can only face the bloody sickle. Exhibiting 60% of his combat power, this is obviously only when the Blood-Handed Flying Scythe is not using its full strength. The Blood-Handed Flying Scythe just wants to attract most of his strength, which is enough.

Although the hunchbacked old man's cultivation level was a little higher than that of the Blood-Handed Flying Scythe, after being distracted by the young man in purple shirt behind him, he was unable to move for a while. He did not have a spirit storage bag to collect the young man in purple shirt. , this kind of treasure that even the four major sects are relatively nervous about is not something that he, a casual cultivator, can possess. Otherwise, how could he be so cowardly on this trip.

In his consciousness, the green snake rain was overwhelming behind him, and his black smoke was also stopped by the blue wolf. The hunchbacked old man frowned. Although the three people's cultivation was lower than his, in terms of fighting experience, none of them was weaker than him, and they could often see the fatal weakness of the other party at a glance.

The hunchbacked old man couldn't help but snorted in his heart, "Hmph, you actually gave up the advantage of combined attack to forcefully block it."

Then his lips moved slightly, and he sent a message to the purple-shirted young man, "Young Master, you use the jade bottle to deal with the snake rain, hold on for two breaths, let me deal with the blue wolf first." The hunchbacked old man also saw the opponent's weakness at a glance. The blue wolf was really holding on.

Although he had a secret method to hold back the three people, he could only use it at the right time. Otherwise, if he used it too early, the purple-shirted young man would not escape, and he would be exhausted and waiting to be killed.