Volume 2: Yun Ji Cang Hai Chapter 1184: Immortal Jackal

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There were four or five figures crossing the sky from a distance, heading straight for Tianquan Valley where they came from, each of them looking fierce and murderous!

Hutou and Laolong stopped joking and stopped in mid-air.

They were clearly a group of demons with good cultivation. Why did they go all the way to a remote Tianquan Valley? Drink alcohol or eat meat...

When the two brothers' eyes met, they seemed to be enlightened. Without hesitation, they turned around and ran towards where they came from.

At the same time, the group of people had rushed to the small village. The leader was a big man with a green face, who landed in the open space in front of the village entrance first. But within a short while, he kicked the big bluestone that still had blood stains to pieces, then flew up into the air and punched it hard.

A strong wind roared away, and the small village suddenly suffered disaster.

Amidst the muffled sound of "boom, boom", the bamboo huts and thatched huts were uprooted one after another. There were panicked figures and helpless cries.

The green-faced man still refused to give up. He reached out and grabbed it, and then threw it hard.

An octogenarian man flew up from the ruins, still holding a firewood stick tightly in his hand, but he had already passed out. While it was still in mid-air, it exploded with a "bang" sound, and blood and flesh immediately spattered and the corpses were separated.

The elder Uncle Yu died so tragically!

When the blood rain fell from the sky, the frightened cries suddenly stopped.

What flew up that day was a legendary god or an evil spirit urging death...

Someone broke free from the ruins and shouted hurriedly: "Gods, show mercy, don't kill innocent people indiscriminately again!"

It was Zi Xiong from the village, running hurriedly to the open space among the ruins. But in an instant, several more men ran over and waved to the immortal in the sky to beg for mercy.

In the mid-air dozens of feet away, five figures lined up. The green-faced man at the head was condescending, with a ferocious look, and with a look of contempt, he spat disdainfully and cursed: "Hmph! A group of lowly mortals, not only harming the lives of the younger members of my clan, but also dare to cut into pieces and eat meat... …”

The few men on the ground had not yet recovered from their fright, and they were all struck like thunder.

The younger member of the clan? It was clearly a wild wolf that came from outside the valley. Although it was fierce, the brothers worked together to kill it. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be the younger generation of the immortal. Fairy, jackal...

"You have caused great trouble and violated the laws of heaven. You deserve death. Why don't you thank God for your grace!"

The green-faced man looked down at the humble and pleading mortals, becoming increasingly arrogant and arrogant. Thunderous roars resounded in all directions, and the ruined small village was suddenly shrouded in deep despair.

Several men in the village stood in the open space among the ruins, all in panic. One of them couldn't help but kneel down, but was picked up by a pair of big hands. He cried in a low voice: "Brother Zixiong, I'm going to die..."

Zi Xiong was also frightened, and his clenched fists were trembling slightly. He forced himself to calm down and slowly looked back.

On the hillside, among the ruins, there are familiar figures lying, lying or kneeling. Whether they are old men, women, or children, they all stare at the sky, waiting for the irreversible misfortune to come!

In Tianquan Valley, there are only a few families hiding in this remote corner, isolated from the world, and living a hard life. Life is really not easy. Even so, I never thought of giving up. Who would have thought that killing a wild wolf would actually offend the power of God...

Zixiong felt sad and took a deep breath. He pushed aside Da Meng and pulled off the animal skin on his upper body, exposing his chest and arms full of scars. He took two steps forward, raised his head and said in a deep voice: "Zixiong killed the wild wolf, so it will be up to Zixiong." Come and pay with your life! Please let the innocent people go..."

Several men in the same village looked at each other, and without thinking much, they hurriedly tried to stop him.

Zixiong turned around suddenly and shouted: "I have nothing to do with you, stand back!" His square face with a short beard had a majestic expression, and his wide-open eyes showed unquestionable determination! He looked at his companions one by one, nodded silently, then took two steps forward, slowly knelt down, and was willing to die in exchange for the lives of the men, women, and children in the village!

"Haha! I gave you life and death, how can I tolerate disobedience..."

The green-faced man in the sky sneered and looked around. But before he could show off the joy of controlling life and death, the situation in front of him suddenly changed.

Zixiong's knees were about to touch the ground, and his whole body was suddenly swept up by a strong wind. He thought death was coming, but instead there was no chaos, and he just sighed sadly. Unexpectedly, he realized that he was being held by someone, and his feet landed firmly on the ground. He was suddenly startled and couldn't help but widen his eyes. It turned out that the elder brother who was begging for a drink came back, and there was another person...

In the open space of the ruins of the small village, a big man wrapped in animal skin appeared out of thin air. His body is taller and thicker than Zi Xiong and others, and he stands like a small tower, which is really powerful and eye-catching. He held a wine jar in his hand, shook it at Zi Xiong, and said with a smile: "Haha! You are such a tough guy, why are you kneeling to him like a monster?"

Zixiong and several companions were stunned. This big brother fell from the sky and despised the gods. He was definitely not a human being!

At the same time, the five people in the sky looked at each other with suspicious expressions. The strong man arrived without any warning, and Shi Cai didn't notice it. Fellow master? But I can’t see the cultivation level...

The green-faced man exchanged glances with his companions, turned around, and shouted arrogantly: "Who are you?"

The strong man had put away the wine jar, looked around, and said to himself with an apologetic look: "Damn it, I'm still a step late..." He raised his head at the sound, walked two steps leisurely, then put his hands behind his back, curled his lips, and said calmly, which was unusual: "Who am I? I won't change my name, and the murderer is Hutou..."

This is a mess, who did you kill?

The green-faced man was startled, and before he could think about it, he threatened: "This fellow Hutou, don't be an enemy of my Kongling Valley, so as not to make mistakes..." He opened his mouth and spit, black light flashed, and three round beads like magic weapons circled in front of him and hovered slowly, with a strange momentum that was quite extraordinary. His companions understood and each took a stance to fight.

Tiger Head paced around with his chin raised high, looking more confident than the five guys in the sky. Before they were about to travel far away, he and Lao Long had already guessed that someone was rushing towards Tianquan Valley. The men in the small village were not hunting ordinary wild animals, but a young stone wolf. If they provoke a well-cultivated monster, the men, women, old and young in the village will suffer.

The two brothers had come all the way through blood and were worried about finding an opponent. With a little inexplicable compassion, they turned around and went back. They were a step late, the walls collapsed, and an old man died!

Hu Tou paused, and said sternly: "As the saying goes, a glass of wine is a favor... when... cough cough..." He couldn't remember the second half of the sentence, so he coughed lightly, but he couldn't help it. He suddenly shrugged his shoulders and laughed: "Ha... ha ha! I say, brother, I don't have a third of the spirit of the boss, but I can't pretend to be. It's really hard for him all these years..."

The laughter came suddenly, and the sky and the ground were stunned.

Just at this time, "bang, bang", four figures fell from the air. Then a young man with a murderous face appeared, holding four bloody souls in his hands, and said proudly: "You are Hu Tou, not the boss!" He glanced at the surprised green-faced man and said: "A demon wolf in the realm of immortals dares to claim to be the way of heaven, what a fool!"

Unprepared, the four companions who merged were taken out of their souls alive. What's worse, the unfathomable opponent not only saw through his own details at a glance, but also came prepared, one openly and one secretly...

The green-faced man's face changed drastically, and he shouted in a stern voice: "You two may not be able to offend my Kongling Valley!" Before he finished speaking, a figure blocked in front of him. He hurriedly raised his hand and pointed, and three black lights whizzed away, instantly engulfing the person blocking the road. But he didn't dare to delay and fled into the distance.

When the two brothers returned to Tianquan Valley, they had a tacit understanding. The old dragon hid his figure in order to secretly pick up an advantage, and then left one person to find the old nest, so that he could use the same trick to plow the courtyard and sweep the caves. Unexpectedly, the other party's cultivation was not high, but his magic weapon was extraordinary. He had just blocked the crossroads when he was shrouded by a black wind.

In the vastness, the sky and the earth were suddenly invisible, and there was only a strange forbidden power, with bursts of whistling sounds coming from all directions, making people dizzy for a while.

Lao Long swung his fist and hit, but was stunned again.

Lao Long was always fearless when it came to punching and fighting. He was really confused when he suddenly encountered such a strange magic weapon. "Bang, bang" he threw a few punches, but they were like a stone sinking into the sea, and the powerful magic power was instantly swallowed up by the black vortex.

If he continued like this, wouldn't he be waiting for Tiger Head to laugh at him?

Lao Long was a little anxious, and light flashed all over his body, and he was about to use his best tricks.

In an instant, there was a loud "crack" sound all around, which was like a crushing blow, and it disappeared immediately, followed by an unexpected wild laugh: "Haha! I say, brother, you are still young..."

The arrogant Tiger Head, here he comes again!

A layer of blood flashed across Lao Long's face, and he stared at him fiercely following the laughter.

A few feet away in the air, the tiger head stood tall, playing with three black beads complacently, still muttering to himself: "A demon wolf actually has such a magical magic weapon, how strange..."

The joke was over, and the magic weapon that trapped him was mentioned again. The anger in the old dragon's heart "jumped" out, and he shouted arrogantly: "So what? This time I will go and find it, unless it is destroyed by the way of heaven, I can't let out a breath of anger..." He was very different from the past. He exuded a bit of domineering aura from head to toe, and even his words were a bit of arrogance and roughness that were not seen often. After he finished speaking, he suddenly became stunned and silent.

Tiger Head put away the three black beads and said in surprise: "Old Dragon! Are you okay...?"

Old Dragon was silent for a moment, and his aura gradually faded. He scratched his head and said to himself: "The words just now sound very familiar..."

"Ha...haha!" Tiger Head thought it was funny, and laughed wildly like panting, and laughed: "Hehe! How can you not be familiar with what you said to yourself!" He waved his hand again and comforted: "Don't worry about it! As long as you find the den of the stone wolf, brother will kill people for you!"

Old Dragon didn't say anything, still thinking about something. Just now, he felt that everything in front of him was so familiar, but he couldn't figure it out...

Tiger Head stopped talking and called out: "Brother! Don't let that green-faced guy escape, chase him..."

Just when the two brothers set off, someone shouted: "Two immortals, will there be a day to turn back..."

Several men on the hillside knelt on the ground, waiting one by one. His behavior is natural, yet respectful.

The two brothers looked back in surprise, but ignored it and flew away...