The strongest ruler of the heavens

Chapter 447 Crying Old Man
Meng Qi really wanted to ask why, but he couldn't get away right now. Zhenhui followed him very understandingly, and couldn't even persuade him.

As for the watch in his hand, it has become a decoration, and the message has completely failed to be sent. The reason given by the main god is very simple, saying that there is a great power observing him at the moment, and the existence of the main god's space cannot be exposed.

Deep helplessness lingered in his heart, so he had no choice but to let nature take its course and do what he should do now.

"You guys go to a place with the teacher." After dinner, Xuanci said suddenly, and walked slowly to the outside of the inn.

Meng Qi took a serious look at Zhenhui, and saw that he was taking it for granted, so he suppressed his worries and followed Master out of the inn.

As soon as the three of them left the inn, Qu Jiuniang, who had been keeping a cold face, suddenly raised her head, looked at Xuan Bei's back, and tapped her fingers on the table suspiciously.

And the three Shakers who were talking about the crying old man just now lowered their voices and whispered.

"Boss, I didn't see any fat sheep. Do you want to snatch these three monks? They seem to be quite rich?" Shake with sapphire eyes asked.

Sha Ke, who was carrying a machete, shook his head: "It's best not to snatch this kind of monk."

"Why? Boss, when did you believe in Buddhism?" the bearded Shake asked suspiciously.

The Shake with the scimitar said angrily: "I believe in your mother's Buddha! You two show your tricks. This kind of monk who dares to travel in the vast sea with only a few people is generally not a character to be trifled with. Keep an eye on that merchant." Team up, although the guards are a bit stronger, we can unite with other caravans."

At the same time, the closed door upstairs was also opened, and Lin Xi walked out from it. Under the eyes of all kinds of people, she walked out slowly, and the aura emanating from her body directly blocked their mouths. No one dared to discuss anything, they could only guess this person's purpose in their hearts.

On the north side of Quicksand Collection, there is a small hill facing the vast sea. It is exposed to the sun and wind, and the rocks are gradually exposed, covered with gravel, and some places are even dark brown, smooth and hard, giving people a paradoxical and terrifying feeling. feel.

On the other side of the hill, there is an underground river flowing, trees are growing everywhere, filled with the breath of spring, and there is an oasis of greenery at the foot of the hill, which is the place where the nearby herdsmen graze their livestock. It was evening, and they were driving their cattle and sheep home.

Meng Qi and Zhenhui followed Xuanci slowly on the mountain road, heading towards the not-so-high peak, feeling more and more helpless in their hearts.

"Master, since you told us to be careful about the old man and his disciples and grandchildren, can you tell us about their characteristics in detail, at least in this way we won't be ignorant of each other and reveal our identities for nothing."

Xuanci nodded lightly: "Master, I am going to tell you that the crying old man is a black-haired old man who likes to wear a black turban and a white burqa. The biggest feature is his eyes, which have double pupils and are strangely shaped. If you want to be powerful, moody, and aggressive, you'd better stay away from it."

Meng Qi opened his mouth, but saw Zhenhui's disgusted face, his little face was almost wrinkled together, as if he was very disgusted.

"Old Man Crying has three proud disciples, all of whom have stepped into the location. Among them, Master Tianhuang, who is the most powerful, has already been killed by his master." When Xuanci mentioned Master Tianhuang, there was still a moment of ecstasy. Mood swings.

Meng Qi's pupils shrank: "Master, does Old Man Cry have three exterior disciples?"

Xuanci nodded, with a solemn expression on his face: "That's right, they are not weak, you have to be very careful, they are all extremely ruthless."

While talking, the three of them climbed up the hill. This is a cemetery!
The atmosphere gradually became depressing, especially when it came to the hatred of the past, it was extremely sad and depressing. Meng Qi and Zhenhui couldn't say anything about it, so they could only accompany him silently.

After an unknown amount of time, Xuan Bei suddenly opened his mouth, mocking himself: "Master, I'm in a trance today, but I forgot to buy some incense candles. Zhending, Zhenhui, go back and buy some incense candles."

Meng Qi's doubts became more intense. Since the master came to visit the young son's grave, how could he forget to bring joss sticks?

Since Xuanci spoke, he could only suppress the doubts in his heart and lead the order to go down the mountain.

"Old Man Crying, you really came!" A gust of dark wind roared from the top of the mountain.

Xuanci's face was calm, and at some point there was a string of Buddhist beads in his hand. It was a string of dark gold Buddhist beads, with faint Buddha light shining faintly.

"You came here on purpose to kill me? It seems that you already knew the news that I'm coming to Hanhai!" Xuan Ci's face was expressionless, but a pair of dark eyes became darker.

The three masters and apprentices came to Hanhai, and only the senior management of Shaolin Temple knew the news.Now, just after entering the vast sea, the crying old man is waiting here.

Could it be that there are foreign enemies hidden in Shaolin Temple?

It's just that now that the enemy is present, there is no time to worry about those.

"This old man has always had revenge." As the wind howled, a black and thin old man suddenly appeared on the top of the mountain.

He was wearing a black scarf, a white robe, and strange eyes. No matter what expression he made, he seemed to be crying: "I heard that you are going to the Vajra Temple, so I am waiting for you here. I know you will definitely come .”

A black air exuded from the whole body, eerie and terrifying, as if there were thousands of innocent souls wailing and crying, ghosts and wolves howled.

"You guessed very accurately." Xuanci was neither sad nor happy, but the rosary in his hand was spinning faster!

"Do you think that if you send your two apprentices away, they will survive? Although the old man is too lazy to take care of them, there are disciples and grandchildren waiting below." The crying old man sneered, black air billowing from his body, like a jet of darkness The fog spreads.

The surrounding area was gloomy, and countless innocent souls cried and wailed.

"If you don't send them away, the aftermath of the battle between the masters will wipe out their bones. Down below, they still have a glimmer of life."

Xuanci's own realm was inferior to the Crying Old Man, although he was not afraid in battle, but it was impossible to fight against the Crying Old Man and protect two apprentices.

"Vitality? Qu Jiuniang? She dares to meddle in my affairs?" The crying old man snorted coldly, and slowly raised his right hand. Suddenly, black ghosts appeared around him, crying out terribly, making the scalp numb and the heart shake.

"There's always someone who dares to interfere!" Xuanci thought of the figure of Shengxue in white, smiled lightly, and slowly raised the hand holding the rosary!
"Die!" The weeping old man roared angrily, and slapped out with a wave of his palm!

Wronged souls cried out, and black air billowed.

This is exactly the special skill of the crying old man "Eighteen Beats of Wronged Souls"!
Boom!

With the top of the small mountain as the core, the black air is like a dragon, covering the sky and the sun, rolling into the sky in circles, like a hurricane.

A dark storm sweeps the world!
Under the foot of the mountain, the green oasis outside the quicksand quickly withered and dried up under this black mist, as if all the water had been drained.

Countless cattle, sheep, and herdsmen stood stiffly on the spot, their skin and muscles dehydrated inch by inch, and faint black shadows flew out of their bodies, throwing them into the black mist on the peak.

(End of this chapter)