Chapter 68: The Return of the Dan Sect

The Mountain Moving Ancestor, the founder of the Mountain Moving Sect, had already reached the Great Perfection of the Dan Formation Stage, and was only one step away from forming a Nascent Soul.

However, it is said that during the breakthrough process, he was invaded by an extraterritorial demon, failed to form a Nascent Soul, and died!

Looking at the history of the Chu State, this is also a legendary figure of a generation.

He Luohua was right, this was indeed the Mountain Moving Ancestor, and the body of the Mountain Moving Ancestor that disappeared some time ago was actually stolen by this dog.

"Old man, leave a way out for others. I advise you not to push me too hard, otherwise, we will die together. My dog ​​life is worthless, but yours is precious, think clearly!" The black and yellow thief laughed.

At the same time, he sent a voice message to Xu Hei in the dark: "Xu Hei, you go first, I will hold her back."

Xu Hei looked at He Luohua deeply, and seeing that the latter did not move, he nodded, drilled into the ground, and turned to leave.

He suddenly paused and asked, "This corpse of the Mountain Moving Ancestor..."

"Don't worry, I made it into a puppet. Although I can't fully control it, I can still cast a small spell to scare people."

Hei Huang smiled and waved his hand impatiently: "Let's go! Don't dawdle like a woman! I just erased the spiritual mark on your body. I told you not to run so fast just now, but I chased you for a long time before catching up!"

Hearing this, Xu Hei's heart was shocked.

No wonder Hei Huang asked him to wait a while, it turned out that he wanted to erase the spiritual mark on his body.

"This old dog didn't say it earlier."

Xu muttered in the dark, his figure flashed and fled away.

Hei Huang has been standing in the same place, and the old woman didn't chase out, but just stared at the corpse of the Mountain Moving Ancestor, standing high in the sky, motionless.

Just now, the moment this corpse appeared, it directly broke her Daluo Jinbo, which means that it can exert a certain power.

This is an old monster who has reached the great perfection of the Jindan stage, half a step into the Yuanying stage. Even the aura emitted by the corpse makes her a little frightened.

"Does this dog want to scare me? Or is he really capable?"

He Luohua narrowed his eyes, and a cold light flashed.

…………

At this time, Xu Hei had already escaped the perception range of the Jindan stage, and he suddenly hesitated.

"Would it be unethical for me to run away like this?"

"But if I stay, it seems that there is no use, but it will be a burden."

Xu Hei thought of the wild elephant. If he asked the wild elephant to come out, I wonder if it can help.

After thinking about it, forget it. When the elephant comes, the daylily will be cold.

What's more, the Zixia Sect is also full of masters. If he can mobilize people, others can mobilize people in the same way. There is no difference.

"Damn it! If I could be stronger, it would be better."

Xu Hei hated it in his heart.

In the final analysis, it is still a problem of strength. Xu Hei thought he was improving fast enough, but compared with the real strong, he was still far behind.

Xu Hei pondered for a moment, but did not walk away immediately. Instead, he found a hidden cave to hide.

He couldn't just run away without doing anything!

"Although Hei Huang is hateful, he can't die. I must do something, but what can I do?"

Xu Hei was anxious and uneasy. He took a deep breath, calmed himself down quickly, and thought about countermeasures.

The most lethal trump card on his body was the scales on his tail.

But I heard from Hei Huang that these scales were okay for the foundation-building stage, but it seemed difficult to use them against the Jindan stage cultivators.

Then, there was the mysterious Demon God Cauldron, but this thing was just an auxiliary, which allowed him to quickly refine everything he ate.

Xu Hei knew that the Demon God Cauldron had more functions than these, but other things had not been developed yet.

"What other means do I have, what else..."

Xu Hei kept thinking in his heart.

…………

On the other side.

Hei Huang saw that Xu Hei had gone far away, and the old woman in front of him still did not take action.

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief and sneered, "Old man, I won't play with you anymore. See you later."

He jumped back and planned to leave.

The body of the Mountain Moving Ancestor also jumped back at the same time, and the action was synchronized with Hei Huang.

Just as they retreated.

He Luohua suddenly focused his eyes, flicked his finger, and a silver needle flew out, piercing through the void, and almost in the blink of an eye, it came behind Hei Huang's butt.

"Hah!"

Hei Huang shouted loudly, and behind him, the figure of the Mountain Moving Ancestor appeared instantly, and he opened his mouth and spit out a sticky purple mist, which instantly corroded the silver needle.

The purple mist spread rapidly and turned into a giant purple skull, corroding everything in the world, and rushed towards He Luohua.

"How could the Mountain Moving Ancestor know your magic? You should be a demon cultivator!"

He Luohua stared at the purple mist that covered the sky and the earth, and spoke indifferently.

Hei Huang sneered: "Who cares if it's the righteous or evil way, the one that can kill people is the good way!"

"Humph, it's really an evil demon!"

When He Luohua waved his sleeves, brilliant golden light emerged, forming overlapping waves of air, sweeping out and hitting the purple skull.

Just when the two were about to touch.

The purple skull disappeared out of thin air, along with all the purple mist.

It was as if it was just an illusion.

At the same time, Hei Huang's figure disappeared.

He Luohua's face immediately twisted: "Dare to play tricks on me!"

Her figure rushed out in an instant, chasing Hei Huang with monstrous anger.

At this moment, Hei Huang was carrying the body of the Mountain Moving Ancestor and running wildly in the mountains and forests, his legs were about to smoke.

"Damn it! The golden elixir in this corpse is only as big as a fingernail, which is not enough. It will be exhausted in three spells at most. What am I supposed to do?"

Heihuang cursed secretly in his heart and complained endlessly.

The purple mist just now was purely created by him to scare people. It was only superficial. It was a little powerful at the beginning, but it was all just showy after that.

Spells that can rival those of monks in the elixir formation stage can only be cast by consuming golden elixirs.

But after so many years, the golden elixir in the body of Patriarch Bishan has long shriveled up, and there is not much energy left.

Feeling the raging anger behind him, Black and Yellow gritted his teeth and ran wildly.

"It's a pity that it would be great if I could refine it into a corpse puppet that can spit out on its own. My cultivation level is still not enough."

Black and Yellow ran wildly while thinking about what spells to use to escape. The remaining golden elixirs were limited, so any move must be carefully considered.

"Rashomon? No, this move is too strong. I'm afraid the golden elixir will be exhausted before it can be used."

"Hundred Ghosts Walking at Night? That's not possible. This move cannot be performed by the Earth Spiritual Root, so it can only be done by me."

"..."

Heihuang was thinking rapidly when a sense of crisis came from behind him.

It was three flying swords that pierced his back.

"Quiet!"

Heihuang gritted his teeth, and the abdomen of Patriarch Banshan bulged, and the shriveled golden elixir in his body instantly shrunk by one-third.

Immediately, a sharp ghost cry and wolf howl were emitted from its mouth, forming a harsh and terrifying soul-soothing sound wave, rushing towards the rear.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

He Luohua's face turned pale, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, but the speed of the three flying swords did not slow down. One by one, they circled and stabbed the black and yellow body in an instant, tearing it into pieces.

Immediately afterwards, the black and yellow body solidified again, but his breath was much weaker, his steps were sloppy, and his escape speed was reduced by most.

"Damn it! This old man is trying to attack me despite being injured. With just one move, the golden elixir shrunk by a third, and with two more strikes it will be gone." Heihuang's face was gloomy.

What's even more precarious is that he was also seriously injured.

Two more hits from the previous attack and he would be finished. Even if his soul escaped, he would not be able to wake up without sleeping for a thousand years.

He Luohua's eyes were filled with murderous intent. This old dog posed too great a threat to her and she must get rid of this dog!

"die!"

She pointed forward, and the three flying swords flew into the air again, stabbing towards the black and yellow back.

And just then.

He Luohua's expression suddenly changed, and the three flying swords turned back quickly. Under the soil, countless tiny scales shot out from the soil, thirty of them at once.

The timing of the shot was very tricky, just the second after she was hit by the Requiem.

"Choke choke choke..."

The flying sword blocked the air, and golden flowers flew everywhere, blocking all the black gold scales.

What shocked He Luohua was that her flying sword was actually hit with countless small gaps.

"What kind of hidden weapon is this?"

He Luohua was in disbelief, staring at the scales falling to the ground below.