Chapter 967 The Yellow Bird Is Behind

"Senior, please don't! I am the son of the great Ganming Holy Land. My master is Wang Song, the 29th Holy Lord of Ganming Holy Land. I hope that you will spare me this time for his sake. I swear that I will never step into this place again. Please spare my life!"

At the critical moment, 'Zhou Zhentian' turned pale and begged bitterly.

When the black-clothed masked man heard the words 'Ganming Holy Land', he suddenly stopped, as if he had discovered a new world, and said in a deep voice: "Are you really from Ganming Holy Land?"

Hmm?

'Zhou Zhentian' didn't have much hope, but when he saw that the other party stopped after he announced his name, he coughed violently, indicating that he was about to be crushed to death.

With a stomp, the black-clothed masked man let go of his hand, and 'Zhou Zhentian' fell to the ground with a plop, breathing in big gulps of cold air.

"You just said that you are from Ganming Holy Land. Did I hear you wrong?" The black-clothed masked man said in a heavy voice.

"No, no, senior, you heard me right. I am from Ganming Holy Land. I have been struggling in the Holy Land for hundreds of years and finally ascended to the position of Holy Son. If it weren't for the sudden change in the Holy Land, I would have ascended to the position of the 30th generation Holy Lord!"

'Zhou Zhentian' bowed repeatedly, and at the same time guessed whether the other party had any connection with his own Holy Land.

"So you are from Ganming Holy Land..." The black-clothed masked man's hands suddenly trembled violently.

"Yes, yes, I am, I am!" 'Zhou Zhentian' became more and more convinced that this old senior must have some connection with the Holy Land. Maybe they are blood relatives, otherwise it wouldn't be like this.

He couldn't help but feel extremely happy.

Suddenly, the masked man in black suddenly jumped up, and the sharp dagger pierced Zhou Zhentian's face like a thunderbolt!

"Crack!"

Zhou Zhentian's nose was pierced directly, and blood gushed out.

The masked man in black was still not satisfied, and he stabbed Zhou Zhentian in the face with both hands, 18 times, each more powerful than the last, until Zhou Zhentian's face was completely pierced, and then he stopped.

Zhou Zhentian's face was covered with blood, and he was dead and could not die. He could not understand why the other party wanted to kill him.

Before he died, he had only one thought in his mind: I should have ignored those two mosquitoes, damn mosquitoes...

"You idiot, your Ganming Holy Land was founded by Yunhuo Taoist in the Longhan Era. I have always been enemies with Yunhuo Taoist! But I couldn't beat him back then, so I had to find a place to hide. Later, when the era changed, Yunhuo Taoist was killed by the Era Terminator. I escaped by luck. When the catastrophe was over, I immediately went to destroy your Ganming Holy Land. After killing everyone, I found that one person ran away. I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it, it was you!"

"Hahaha, you are such an idiot that I almost died of excitement!"

"Yunhuo Taoist, I can't beat you, and now your juniors have been wiped out by me. If you are still alive, what can you do to me! Hahaha!"

The masked man in black laughed wildly.

After laughing, he was still not satisfied, so he took out a machete and chopped Zhou Zhentian's body into countless pieces with a series of crackling sounds.

Finally, he picked up the various storage rings in the pool of blood. He scanned them with his spiritual sense and found that there were a lot of valuable things, colorful divine light, and many natural treasures for improving cultivation. These things can also be used to heal wounds. They are rare healing medicines in the outside world.

The black-clothed masked man happened to be injured, so he immediately sat cross-legged and took out a magical medicine to start healing.

However, during the healing process, he held the machete tightly with both hands and looked around vigilantly, fearing that another person would jump out.

After about a cup of tea, the black-clothed masked man's injuries were all healed. He put all the things in his arms and sneered: "Zhou Zhentian, Zhou Zhentian, no matter how smart you and Jiuxuan Sect are, what can you do? The final fruit was still stolen by me!!"

After finishing all this, he looked at the mosquitoes on the wall.

A long time ago, he noticed these mosquitoes while flying behind.

He saw everything along the way.

"Trample!!"

"Trample!!"

"Trample!!"

The masked man in black walked quickly towards the two mosquitoes with a big knife in his hand.

"These mosquitoes are very strange. They followed me all the way. There must be something fishy!"