Outside the Wujin Cave, blood has flowed into rivers and corpses have become mountains.

Fighting everywhere, people, demon fire, eighteen weapons, short and long, greeting them together, demon fire arrows, colorful! Be good, it is really more intense than the wedding candle, and more lovely than the dry fire!

But see: When the general is caught, let the sword be cut, take advantage of the momentum to kill the three armies. When the sword is pulled on the shoulders and the back is broken, the forehead is shattered by the fire. There is no one on the saddle, and the war horses are dragged, regardless of whether it is in front of the camp or behind the camp; the corpse is crossed on the ground, and the arms are broken, how can the north and south? People die and horses die, and their bodies are injured. There is no place to cry, and there is no place to throw them into tears, and the dead body is exposed, and the life is difficult to escape; the shocking sound of crying and the sorrow of the three armies is sad.

In the central army, Huang Feihu took the lead, Wu Qian and the four generals of Longhuan followed closely, five people, five horses, and five weapons, they were killed when they were touched and killed when they met!

"Don't be arrogant Huang Feihu! The ancestor is here!" A cannon sounded, and a man rushed over there!

Under the banner, the old ancestor Wujin was black with a black helmet and armor, riding a curly lion beast, holding a five-stranded fork in his hand, majestic.

"The monster is dead!" It was really an enemy who met, and he was extremely jealous. When Huang Feihu saw the ancestor Wujin, he remembered his wife Zhen's clothes, his eyes were spitting out of fire, and he shook the five-colored divine cow under his crotch, and raised the pestle and smashed it.

"Good come!" Old Ancestor Wu Jin smiled, held the sky fork in his hand to meet him, and shouted: "Don't let me know!"

With a loud bang, Huang Feihu made the tiger's mouth crack, his arms numb, his body shaking, and he almost fell off his horse.

"Don't hurt my master!" The four generals of Wu Qian, Long Huan, Zhou Ji and Huang Ming rushed over, and the five people surrounded Wu Jin's ancestor and started a group fight.

"Haha, today I will send you my post to the road!"

What an ancestor, calmly, raised his fork to meet the enemy, and the two sides jingled and fought.

The ancestor Wu Jin is Taiyi Zhenxian, with a profound and unfathomable skill. Although Huang Feihu and the other five are also excellent, they can't hurt Wu Jin's hair if they join forces, but instead they are hit by Wu Jin to the point of being Wu Jin.

"Go down!" Wujin's five strands swept across the sky, and the dragon ring and the man and the horse flew out diagonally.

"Die!" Huang Feihu's golden chisel lifted the reed and pestle in his hand whimpered.

The old ancestor Wujin snorted coldly, held a fork in his left hand to block Huang Feihu's attack, and pulled out a black gold whip from behind with his right hand, and smashed it down on Huang Feihu's Tianling!

"No matter if you are the King of Wucheng, you will die! "The golden whip is windy, and Mount Tai is pressing down on the top!

"My life is over!" Huang Feihu shouted, closing his eyes and waiting for death.

Bang!

With a loud bang, a big stick came and knocked the golden whip in the hands of the old ancestor Wujin to pieces.

"Monster, die!" The boy Biyun stood in the clouds, sacrificed the wind and thunder stick, and smashed it at the Wujin Ancestor.

"The power of the ancestor! The ancestor is invincible!" In the distance, Huang Shiren shouted slogans while watching the fun.

Fight, fight, just beat it and both sides will be fine!

Wow!

When the wind and thunder stick arrived, the old ancestor Wujin hurriedly avoided, and the curly lion beast under his crotch was smashed into meat paste.

"Damn Taoist boy, I will send you back to the west!" The old ancestor Wujin's hair was spreading, flew into the clouds, fighting with Biyun to the death!

The two of them went back and forth, and they were hard to distinguish.

Biyun boy has a similar cultivation level to that of the Old Ancestor Wujin, but he lacks combat experience. The Old Ancestor Wujin kills thousands of times, and is transformed by the golden essence. He has extremely strong ability to resist and fight. However, this does not mean that Wujin can get any advantage. The Wind Thunder Stick is Yun Zhongzi's proud magic weapon. The Stick Stick brings wind and thunder. The Stick Stick makes people unable to dodge, and it only makes the body of the Old Ancestor Wujin burst into flames and screams.

"I didn't expect that the Fenglei Stick is so powerful!" After the ancestor Wujin spitted a mouthful of blood, he looked at the little master opposite and felt that he could not continue to fight.

"Asan, you block it!" The ancestor shouted, turned around and ran away.

Block your mother!

Huang Shiren cursed Wu Jin inwardly and shouted loudly: "That dead master, don't hurt my ancestor! Ancestor, I'll protect you!"

After saying that, two bitches, Jin Dasheng, flew up to the clouds and followed Wu Jin.

The boy Biyun was not willing to let Wujin go, and he drove the auspicious clouds and chased them all the way.

The ancestor Wujin is extremely fast and has excellent abilities to escape. Biyun usually takes a walk slowly, so how can he catch up with him?

"No." Huang Shiren whispered to Jin Dasheng: "Dasheng, I am responsible for urging Biyun. You always keep a close eye on Wujin to guide me. You must lead Biyun to Wujin."

"Don't worry, brother, leave it to me!"

Four people, a line of geese flew south, one turned into a personal character, and then another one turned into a single character. Ah, the man-tapping relay race has arrived!

After going around, I didn’t know how many miles I had flew away. Without people and beasts, I was so tired that I was so tired.

The ancestor Wu Jin was already hit and injured, not as good as the three of them. Finally, he could not stand it anymore and fell down from the clouds and gasped.

Huang Shiren, Jin Dasheng came out of the air, followed by an extremely angry boy Biyun.

"Don't be afraid of my ancestor, I'll wait to save you!" Huang Shiren screamed, really "loyalty".

"How did these two idiots bring people here!" Looking at Huang Shiren, Old Ancestor Wu Jin almost burst out with blood!

If it were normal, the ancestor Wu Jin had to clean up the portal on the spot. But at this time, he didn't care much about it.

"Just use these two idiots as shields." The ancestor said intimately.

Huang Shiren took Jin Dasheng to the Yuntou and landed a mile behind Wujin Ancestor. He couldn't die. Old Huang said, "The ancestor is mighty, kill that dead male leader!"

Wu Jingang wanted to turn around and curse, but when he saw Biyun Boy Feng Lei Stick coming again!

Bang! The ancestor Wujin couldn't dodge and smashed his arm and flew out.

"Kill me!" The ancestor's eyes were bloodshot and he was completely angry. He thought that he was born in heaven and earth. When was a furry child like this? He couldn't help but arouse his ambition and was determined to kill Biyun boy and vent his anger.

"Look at my magic weapon!" Wu Jin's ancestor bit his teeth, waved his big hand, and a stream of light flew towards the blue clouds. In the light, there was a dark net cover all over the body.

"This is the capital for the life-saving of the black gold, three thousand weak water covers?!" With the memory of the weasel spirit in his previous life, Huang Shiren's heart sank.

The three thousand weak water covers of the Wujin Ancestor were made of the extremely rare golden essence in the underground deep mine of the Wujin Cave. They contained three thousand weak waters collected by the Wujin Ancestor. Once they were covered, the three thousand weak waters would be released, and the enemy would turn into pus and blood in an instant, and the soul would not escape!

This situation made Huang Shiren sweat for Biyun.

Good Master, you have to hold on for me!

"Some tricks!" Biyun boy followed Yun Zhongzi, and had never seen any world before. He smiled slightly, pointed his finger, and hit the Fenglei stick straight, and with a bang, he knocked the three thousand weak water covers away and landed in front of Huang Shiren.

"Ho huh, Dao is lucky." Huang Shiren bowed and picked up the cover. Although the cover was broken by the Fenglei stick, it was not destroyed. It can be repaired and can be used.

"Ancestor, I will keep the magic weapon for you for the time being. You will kill him! Ancestor is mighty, come on, Ancestor!" Huang Shiren stuffed the three thousand weak water covers into his arms, and shouted loudly with his hands.

Wu Jin was about to cry. He lost his magic weapon and was seriously injured. The Fenglei Stick on the opposite side was more and more fierce. He wanted these two idiots to be shields, but the two bitches just couldn't come. Could it be that I am really going to die here today?

"Monster, die!" Boy Biyun didn't want to get entangled anymore, and made a seal with his hands. The wind and thunder stick suddenly shone brightly and hit him head-on.

Want to be a decisive kill?

"Good come!" The ancestor was unable to dodge, and had to use his entire body's cultivation to form a protective cover surrounded by black air and lingered across his body!

"If you don't take action at this time, when will you wait! Dasheng, go!" Huang Shiren was in front and Jin Dasheng was behind, and the two flew away behind the ancestor!

Bang!

The Fenglei Stick hit the protective cover firmly, making a crisp sound! Although the ancestor Wujin took the blow, the protective cover was shattered!

Puff! The black gold body shook, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, as if it was too late.

"Don't panic, Ah San is here to help you!" Huang Shiren's voice came from behind.

This sound is like hearing the sound of nature for the ancestor!

These two idiots were finally willing to help. The ancestor breathed a sigh of relief.

Turning his face, he saw two terrifying auras flying over there!

A huge purple thunder ball, a fire block as big as a bowl!

Puff! Puff!

ah!

The ancestor Wujin was unable to defend himself, so he was on the verge of a blow and screamed, falling from the air, his skin was blooming and his face was beyond recognition!

"Die!" The ancestor twisted his whole body, and tried his best to fight toward the nearest Jin Dasheng!

"Wu Jin, what do you think this is?" Huang Shiren's duck-like laughter sounded behind him.

The ancestor Wujin subconsciously turned around and saw a red light flying over. He suddenly felt a chill in his eyebrows and fell down.

Three-pointed and two-edged door nails!

As soon as this object came out, the old ancestor Wu Jin who had reached the desperate situation fell down and died, and even his soul was gone!

"I'll let you beat me up!" Jin Dasheng smashed his sword and smashed the big head of the ancestor Wujin to pieces!

Poor Old Ancestor Wu Jin was wise for a lifetime and died at the hands of two bitches. It was so sad and lamentable.

Huang Shiren fell next to Wu Jin and saw that this guy showed his true body. He was a black golden spirit the size of a palm.

"Good thing! Don't waste it!" Huang Shiren didn't dislike it, so he bowed and picked it up and stuffed it into his arms.

"Two monsters, die!" All this came too quickly, Biyun was completely shocked, woke up, and wanted to take up the Fenglei Stick again.

"Good immortals, wait!" Huang Shiren raised his hands high.

"What's wrong?" Biyun said coldly.

"Great immortal!" Huang Shiren wailed and knelt on his knees, which scared Jin Dasheng and Biyun.

"Immortal! Immortal who saves the suffering! You have liberated us from this monster! You don't know how this old monster abuses us usually! You can beat us if you want, scold us if you want, eat us if you want, and see this Dasheng brother. Look at what the anus behind him is like by that monster! He is a dead shemale! This is especially good! Dasheng, why are you doing while standing there? Take off your pants and let the fairy see!"

Huang Shiren cried like a father when he died. Biyun had never seen such a formation and was completely stunned.
To be continued...