Since the sky was covered, the heavens began to show their holiness

Chapter 74: Become an old man after being young

"I heard that the "Hanhai Evil Sword", the disciple of the crying old man, was killed by Taoist Taixuan. You also know that the crying old man protects his shortcomings. I heard that he has contacted people from the evil way to find out about the Taixuan Taoist."

The tall and thin man seemed to be quite well-informed and told the specific reason with a proud look on his face.

The dark-skinned man on the side couldn't help but sigh: "I don't know who this Taixuan Taoist is. This crying old man is not easy to mess with."

The young man with an upright face snorted coldly:

"Evil heretics will be punished by everyone. Even if they cry, the old man will not dare to set foot in the Central Plains."

Everyone couldn't help but cast surprised glances at the young man after hearing the words. Anyone who could say such words was obviously either powerful or had a backer behind him. Everyone was more inclined towards the latter.

"Rumors say, someone has seen Taixuan Taoist take action from a distance. The method seems to be the first on the previous person's list. I don't know if it is true or not." The tall and thin man said with a mysterious face.

After hearing this, everyone couldn't help but be stunned, and some people even exclaimed.

"Really or not? Isn't the person on the list the Jade Faced Piano Immortal? How could he kill the "Evil Sword of the Vast Sea" not long after he broke through the outdoor scene?"

"That's right, even though the "Evil Sword of the Vast Sea" is not on the Earth Ranking, it still has the cultivation level of the third level of the outdoor scene. The "Jade Faced Piano Immortal" can kill the third level of the outdoor scene after breaking through for only a few months!"

Everyone couldn't help but talk for a while, and it was obvious that they didn't believe the gossip told by the tall and thin man.

"This gossip is really amazing, you can even know this." Zhou Xian sighed with a look on his face.

He only made a few moves, but he was able to find out the clues. Sure enough, the most informed information was the rumors in the world, and any trouble could not be concealed from this kind of "gossip".

Zhou Xian sighed and did not forget to taste the delicious food. He seemed to be influenced by "Ruan Yushu". At this time, he was eating very elegantly, but the food on the table disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But after a while, he had eaten all the dishes on the table, and everyone couldn't help but cast strange looks at him. Fortunately, although his reputation was great, not many people had seen his true appearance.

Everyone was just curious about how the Taoist in front of them managed to eat so elegantly and quickly.

"Waiter, check out."

Zhou Xian took out a silver ingot and then left the restaurant, climbed on the donkey, closed his eyes, and rode slowly out of the city.

The donkey was not very fast, and it took him half an hour to reach the city gate. The moment he left the city, Zhou Xian's half-closed eyes suddenly opened.

At the same time, a figure flew from the sky.

"The speed is a bit slow, but it's just right." Zhou Xian murmured to himself, as if he had known someone was coming.

"Little Taixuan, come here quickly to receive your death!"

Only an old voice was heard coming from the sky. Although the voice sounded old, it spread throughout the city. For a while, everyone in the city raised their heads and looked to the sky.

I saw a dark-skinned old man standing in the sky, with deep wrinkles on his face, a black turban on his head, and a white robe swinging in the wind.

The biggest feature is that his eyes have double pupils and a strange shape. They clearly look angry, but they look like they are crying.

"It's the crying old man!" Such obvious features instantly made everyone in the world stand out. Even the tall and thin man who had been chatting in the restaurant exclaimed in surprise.

"The old man who was crying just now seems to have called Taixuan my son. Could it be that Taoist Taixuan is in the city?"

Just when everyone was wondering and guessing, a calm and indifferent voice came.

"It turns out it's you, a mournful ghost. I asked you why kids keep coming to me for salvation recently."

Zhou Xian glanced at the crying old man standing in the sky, with no trace of nervousness on his face.

Seeing this, the crying in the eyes of the crying old man became more intense, and he flew down. The people outside the city who were entering the city immediately dispersed when they saw this, for fear that the fight between the two would affect him.

The crying old man glanced at the people leaving, then turned his gaze to Zhou Xian, with a cold light flashing in his eyes: "The exterior scenery is stunning, no wonder my good disciple died in your hands."

As he spoke, the surroundings were instantly covered with a strong murderous intent. It was obvious that the crying old man had murderous intentions.

Although the crying old man didn't really care about Zeluoju's life or death, who was he to call Zeluoju his disciple? His disciple could only be killed by him and no outsiders could be allowed to kill him.

Moreover, the most important thing is to kill the danger in the future. Obviously, he already knows Zhou Xian's identity. It has only been a few months since he reached the top. It is incredible that he has reached the top level of outdoor scenes in such a short period of time!
However, the beam has been formed. If this child is not removed today, I am afraid that I will have to go down to keep company with that disciple in the near future.

Thinking of this, the murderous intention in the crying old man's heart became stronger and stronger. Even ordinary people in the city could feel the overwhelming murderous intention, let alone those in the world. In an instant, everyone began to run away, even those who looked upright before Young people also joined in the escape.

The aftermath of an ordinary battle on location could kill them dozens of miles apart, let alone the crying old man who was at the top of the location list.

Faced with the murderous intention of the crying old man, Zhou Xian just replied calmly, "The devil's crooked ways will be punished by everyone."

In an instant, the people who were running away couldn't help but cast admiring glances, and then they ran away a little faster. Although they admired him, their own lives were not as important as their own.

Fortunately, there were a few strong outdoor scenes in the city, but no one dared to step forward and tease the crying old man's tiger beard. They just watched the confrontation between the two from a distance.

"It's not good for this young man to offend anyone. He offends this extremely vicious man. The crying old man is cruel by nature. He doesn't know how he will be tortured if he falls into his hands. It's a pity."

The strong man in the exterior scene looked at Zhou Xian with a look of regret, as if he was regretting that a genius was about to fall, but it was just a pity. How could he, a top-notch exterior scene man, dare to show up.

The other strong men on location nodded, seeming to agree with his words, but no one dared to take action either.

Seeing this, a trace of disdain flashed in the eyes of the crying old man, but he did not mock their weakness. After all, this was the Central Plains, so it was better not to cause trouble.

The crying old man, who decided to fight quickly, stopped talking nonsense and directly used the Kuangsand Magic Skill. In an instant, the gravel outside the city was like a dragon, covering the sky and the sun, rolling into the sky in circles, like the most terrifying sandstorm in the desert.

In the swirling hurricane of sand, there were faint shadows, their faces distorted and shapeless, their bodies heavy with gloomy energy, and their screams shrill.

"Eighteen shots of the wronged soul! The crying old man is about to kill him!"

In an exterior scene, I looked at the scene in front of me that was like quicksand hell, but I didn't expect that the crying old man would use a special skill to deal with a young man.

The green forest outside the city seemed to have been drained of moisture by the Crying Old Man's Kuangsand Magic Power, and gradually withered and withered. Those who had not had time to escape all stood frozen in place, their skin and muscles dehydrated inch by inch.

(End of this chapter)