Chapter 1612

Pooh!

The white haired old man suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood and trembled all over. He wanted to stand up, but he had no power to fight again because of his serious injury and the effect of a dream of eternal fragrance.

"Hei hei, you are old and immortal. You have won a dream of eternal fragrance. Now you are hard hit by my full strength. Even if your cultivation reaches the peeping holy land, you are at the end of a powerful crossbow. You are not my opponent at all."

The man in black smiled grimly and stepped forward. The speed came like electricity, and the target pointed at the white haired old man.

"No! Grandpa."

Xiaoyu's face was full of tears and her pink fist was tightly saved, but she couldn't move at all because of MI Xiang. She could only watch the man in black who was getting closer and closer to the old man with white hair.

At the moment, Xiaoyu hates her low strength more and more. If she has strong strength, she won't win a dream forever. What's more, she can only watch her grandfather fight in front of her and there's nothing she can do.

The white haired old man reluctantly propped up his body, with veins on his face and sweat on his forehead, as if he were bearing unbearable pain.

However, soon, he found that there was still someone in the room, and this person was not affected by a dream of eternal fragrance, but alive and lively.

"My guest, is it you?" the white haired old man stared at Zhuo Wen who stood up from the bed in surprise and couldn't help but breathe out.

But soon, the white haired old man saw another figure in the room. The figure was full of golden veins and overflowing golden awns, just like the sun.

And this figure is as like as two peas sitting on the bed, no doubt, the golden figure is the embodiment of this person.

Moreover, what surprised the white haired old man was that the guest who stayed in a few days ago was not affected by the eternal fragrance of that dream.

With a wave of Zhuo Wen's sleeve robe, he separated himself into the Canglong hall, but his eyes were extremely gloomy.

Just now, he was in the meditation of cultivation, and he arranged quite strong prohibitions around the room, so he devoted himself to cultivation and did not deliberately perceive the outside world.

Now, the war between the old man with white hair and the man in black has directly broken his prohibition, awakened him from his cultivation state, and his external incarnation has completely leaked out, which has touched his bottom line.

Although Zhuo Wen looked quite calm on the surface at the moment, his heart was as angry as a volcanic eruption.

"Hei hei, the remaining evil of the Nine Yang emperor, go to hell! After I clean up you, I'll take back the little girl who has the blood of the Nine Yang emperor. It's a great achievement!"

At the moment, the man in black was as fast as electricity and swept into Zhuo Wen's room in an instant, although he also noticed Zhuo Wen who stood up.

Although the man in black was quite surprised that he had not been affected by the eternal fragrance of a dream, Zhuo Wen didn't have a strong breath, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

After he cleans up the white haired old man, it's OK to get rid of the unscrupulous guy at that time.

At the thought of this, the man in black was faster at his feet. His right hand was like a poisonous snake, cutting through the void and turning into a hand knife. After a while, a fierce and terrible knife gas came out of his hand knife, trying to bury the white haired old man completely.

The white haired old man's face changed slightly. When he was about to use his desperate moves, a slender figure slowly came to him.

"My guest, you..." the white haired old man said in amazement.

The man in black also saw the young man in front of the white haired old man. His eyes were gloomy to the extreme. He said coldly: "the guy who doesn't know good or evil dares to stop me from killing. It's like looking for death. I'll kill you first and kill the old man later."

Whoosh!

The man in black kept his momentum. He grabbed the knife in an instant, aimed at Zhuo Wen's heart and suddenly drilled in.

However, when the hand knife was about to sweep a few inches away from Zhuo Wen's heart, the man in black was stunned to find that his hand knife could not move forward any more, because Zhuo Wen's right hand was firmly grasped by his own right hand.

This hand, like an iron hoop, firmly grasped his right hand, so that he couldn't move even if he wanted to.

"What? You let go."

The man in black roared, and all the holy power gushed out of his body. The holy power of the man in black contained the law of the wind system. The roar of the wind formed a cyclone and directly attacked Zhuo Wen.

Unfortunately, the moment the holy power in the black body just poured out, it was suddenly twisted by Zhuo Wen, and the plundered holy power was immediately covered up and annihilated by severe pain.

Click!

Zhuo Wen was merciless. When he tore his right hand, the great mountain like holy power rolled down. After a while, the man in black's right hand was directly torn down, and the blood shot out like a torrential rain and spread all over the sky.

"Ah!"

The man in black howled and stepped back to escape here.

However, Zhuo Wen's speed was much faster than him. He poked his right hand out of the void, grabbed it from behind the man in black, grabbed the man in black's neck in his hand and threw it violently. The man in black was thrown on the ground like garbage.

Boom!

The man in black was directly embedded in the depth of tens of meters on the ground, and a mouthful of blood shot out. All the meridians in his body were broken by Zhuo Wen's holy power, leaving only one breath and dying.

All this just happened in an instant. The white haired old man and Xiao Yu haven't reacted at all. The man in black with great momentum was beaten by Zhuo Wen.

"This..."

The white haired old man shivered all over. He looked at Zhuo Wen's not broad back, and his eyes were full of fear and fear.

The cultivation of the man in black is similar to that of him. He also peeps into the mysterious holy land. Even if the white haired old man doesn't have the eternal fragrance of that dream, I'm afraid he may not be able to win the man in black.

But the guest who had just stayed in almost died in a few seconds. What strength does it take to do it.

Moreover, the white haired old man couldn't help thinking of the outer incarnation covered with golden veins he had seen in the room before.

He could feel that the strange incarnation brought him a sense of crisis, which was more terrible than the young man in front of him.

At this moment, the young man with zombie face appeared quite mysterious in the eyes of the white haired old man.

"How strong!"

Xiao Yu naturally saw the battle just now through the gap in the room. After she came back, her beautiful eyes were full of energy and stared directly at Zhuo Wen's back.

"My Lord, my subordinates are useless. I've been hit by Mi Xiang!"

At the moment, long Tian hobbled out of the room, his steps were vain, his body was weak, and his face was quite ashamed.

"It doesn't matter. There are certain restrictions on the effect of this fragrance. Go back and have a good rest. The effect should be over tomorrow."

Zhuo Wen said, stepped out step by step and photographed with his right hand. The man in black embedded more than ten meters deep in the ground was immediately pulled out by him.

"Who sent you? Why bother me to practice?" Zhuo Wen said coldly.

The scarf on his black face had long fallen. He stared straight at Zhuo Wen in front of him, shook his head and said, "spare your life, the villain's target is not you, the villain's target is the old man and the girl."

"It is the old man who interrupts your practice. He broke into your room and disturbed your cleanliness."

At the moment, the man in black kept complaining. If he knew that there was such a evil star living in Pinghe Inn, how dare he enter Pinghe Inn alone.

In fact, it's not surprising that the people in black. Pinghe inn is the Cheapest Inn in bixue county. Most of the martial artists living in it are the lowest level in bixue County, and there can't be any powerful martial artists at all.

This is why the man in black, so confident and fearless, came to the peace Inn alone to test Xiaoyu's deficiency and reality.

If he knew that there was a strong man like Zhuo Wen in Pinghe Inn, he would not die alone.

"Shit, if it weren't for you, I would disturb this adult?" the white haired old man's face changed slightly and he couldn't help shouting angrily.

Zhuo Wen's complexion remained unchanged, so he stared at the man in black coldly, and a killing opportunity burst out, which immediately made the man in black's hair stand upright.

The man in black was silent for a moment and said in a deep voice, "Sir, let me live. I'll tell you the purpose of my coming."

"You have no right to bargain in front of me!"

Zhuo Wen's eyes showed impatience, and his right hand bent his fingers out of the void. Suddenly, the void behind him poured out a huge yellow spring shadow.

The ghost of the yellow spring drowned the man in black in an instant. The man in black trembled and twitched, and finally his whole body atrophied and turned into a shriveled corpse.

The virtual shadow of the yellow spring came and disappeared into the void, and a yellow drop was suspended in the palm of Zhuo Wen's hand.

This droplet contains a strong sense of death, in which there is a business derivative, as if the alternation of life and death in this droplet forms a balance, as if it constitutes a cycle.

It is said that the yellow spring is a river in the depths of the underworld. The yellow spring can ferry people to life and death. It contains the supreme principle of reincarnation. There is a different balance between life and death.

Master the yellow spring, live or die, and become the Supreme Master between life and death.

Just now, Zhuo Wen used the ghost of the yellow spring in the finger of killing the yellow spring to kill the man in black, and turned his whole body energy into such a drop of yellow spring.

"I see. If you kill the yellow spring, you can refine it into a yellow spring. If you are sinful, does that mean you can get more yellow spring droplets?" he licked his lips, and Zhuo Wen's eyes showed a touch of excitement.

He finally knows why the threshold of killing the yellow spring is so low. The purpose of this magic is to let you kill, so as to cultivate more yellow spring droplets.

If it is finally built into a yellow spring, I'm afraid the power of this magic will surprise the whole world.

Of course, this road is also full of uncertainty. After all, killing one person only condenses a drop of yellow spring. How many lives do you need to gather into a huge yellow spring.

Zhuo Wen is not a murderous person. He naturally kills those who should be killed, and he will never kill those who should not be killed, so he can't kill innocent people like those demons.