The dome above is a thousand feet high, and below is a deep river ditch.

Between the cliffs, a path that is only three meters wide is winding and rugged, and it is extremely difficult to walk.

Wu Tie and Lao Tie found a prominent small platform on the trail, hit a rock python, raised a bonfire, and a bunch of fat snake meat was roasted to the scorch of brown and oily, with an attractive aroma.

There was a low sound of horns in the ditches below.

In the turbulent river water, several extremely large rafts were moving upstream. The raft was shining with dim rune light, providing part of the motivation to move against the current.

However, the main driving force for the smooth walking of rafts over a hundred meters is the number of giants walking barefoot and walking in the turbulent flow. The rough ropes were tied to their waists, and they shouted in a low voice, trying their best to walk upstream of the river.

These giants are more than 20 meters tall, and the river water is about this depth. The top of their heads is often overwhelmed by the river water. They trek forward hundreds of meters with difficulty. Then they suddenly raised their heads, exhaled exhaust gas, and then took a deep breath.

Wu Tie and Lao Tie were eating barbecue while watching these huge rafts traveling against the current.

The raft was full of cattle and wolf warriors wearing rough armor, and there were also many pythons, lizards and crocodile men.

Several men in gorgeous clothes stood on a raft in front, yelling and encouraging from time to time.

"Try harder, and in another two hundred miles we will be able to reach the Ebony Castle. They would never have thought we would attack from here. Just capture the Ebony Castle, gold coins, women, and Yuancao, everything."

"Our Iron Knife Castle and Ebony Castle have a thousand-eight-hundred-year hatred... This time we will definitely use their blood to completely wash away our hatred!"

The shouts came up along the mountain wall.

Wu Tie squatted on the edge of the cliff, overlooking these monks who had worked hard, and was enjoying eating with two skewers of snake meat in his hands.

It has been a month and a half since he and Lao Tie escaped light. With the speed of his escape light, they are only five or six days away from the Wu family's ancestral land.

After leaving the control area of ​​Sanliancheng, all the forces of all sizes were found along the way.

Conspiracy, fighting and slaughter, the darkest side of human nature is fully displayed. Wu Tie and Lao Tie took care of a few trivial things that they didn't like and saved a few people who they thought shouldn't die.

That's all.

There are too many such things, and they can't control them at all.

For example, Iron Knife Castle or Ebony Castle, who knows which one is better or who is worse?

The people from Iron Sword Castle worked so hard to raid the Ebony Castle, so Wu Tie wouldn't slap them all to death, right?

"Old Tie, I seem to understand... why Master has to use such a method to fulfill me." Wu Tie murmured: "But this is just my guess. Master will not be so great, right? He respects me too much."

Lao Tie lay on the ground, gnawing at the snake meat lazily.

After a while, he muttered quietly: "You said, you have always felt like you were locked with a gun in the past few days? Is it true or false?"

Wu Tie's right hand deep in his body.

A magic power was injected into his palm, and a slight light lit up. He clearly felt the invading power of the Demon-Slaying Soul Seal. He nodded: "That's right, this Demon-Slaying Soul Seal has been very restless these days. Those people should not be far away."

Lao Tie opened his mouth: "Then, it's really coming quickly enough... The Dark Guild is not really the chess piece they set up, right?"

Wu Tie said nothing.

According to the gold coins of Wa Valley, the Dark Guild directly controlled five hundred major domains.

Wu Tie always believed that this was a bragging statement. But after seeing the huge hands of the Dark Guild that Black Horn, Hei Luo, and Xuan Zhu were randomly mobilized, he vaguely felt that maybe this was right.

There are five hundred great realms, God knows that they are now out of the territory controlled by the Dark Guild.

With the power of the Dark Guild and borrowing their teleportation array, the pursuers of the Great Jin Dynasty might be really not far away.

After sighing, Wu Tie shook his sleeves, threw out Taotietu and others, and threw a piece of snake flesh for each of them.

After leaving Sanlian City, Wu Tie still brought the group of prisoners from Taotie clan.

He was still thinking about the ransoms of Taotie clan.

"Eat and drink enough, hurry up and leave the Taoist mark for you Taotie family to track... The ugly saying goes ahead. If I can't see your Taotie family's ransom within a month, don't blame me for tearing the votes."

Wu Tie smiled and threw a jar of fruit wine to the ugly Taotie picture.

Taotietu touched the lumbar spine that was broken by Wu Tie a few days ago, took the wine jar without saying a word and fed two mouthfuls. Then he took a deep breath, made seals with both hands, mobilizing a trace of magic power that could only be used in his body, leaving a deep mark on the rock wall next to him.

"This is my Taotie family's secret technique... no matter how far they are, they can follow." Taotietu stared at Wu Tie and snorted coldly: "Wu Tie, I hope you can keep your promise and let us leave after receiving the ransom."

"What I worry about is the ransom." Wu Tie was angry: "It took a lot of time for me to set up a magic circle and kill Xuanzhu and the others, but you Taotie clan people have not shown up. Could it be that they want to kill people with a knife and kill you?"

Taotietu opened his mouth and looked at each other with a little guilty conscience.

With the nature of their Taotie clan members, this kind of thing is not impossible.

Taotieqin has become depressed due to long periods of imprisonment. He hummed weakly, not knowing what he was saying.

The next second, Wu Tie suddenly turned into a golden light and flew into the sky.

A dark light fell down against Wu Tie's feet. With a "puff", the Taotie map, which had just left the secret method, was blocked from its cultivation. There was no time to react. A spear with a strange shape fell from the sky and pierced his chest.

Blood splattered, and the black spear as thick as an arm tore open Taotietu's chest and pierced deeply into the protruding stone platform.

With a loud bang, the stone platform within a radius of more than ten meters was blown into countless gravels.

Taotietu spitted blood in big mouthfuls, stared at the dome above, and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Releasing the ban... Damn, who have you provoked?"

More than a dozen equally dark cold lights roared down, and Taotietu's head was broken, followed by Taotielu, and Taotielu's four masters from the Life Pool Realm. More than a dozen spears were violently shaking, and their vital points were pierced through the vital points of their bodies, and terrifying forces burst out in their bodies, tearing their bodies and souls to pieces.

More than a dozen spears penetrated deep into the mountain wall.

The spear roared violently, and the blood and soul fragments splashed by Taotietu and others turned into wisps of blood-colored light, constantly sank into the circular hole that the spear had broken.

These spears not only kill people, but also bloodthirsty soul-devouring, and carry extremely vicious and evil weapons.

Only Wu Tie and Lao Tie dodged in time and avoided the spear-spun attacks. However, Wu Tie and Lao Tie were suspended in the air, looking at the enemies in front of him, they were all a little stunned.

Wu Tie remembered that he had seen Lao Tie's head for the first time in that underground secret realm.

The thirty-six enemies in front of me had their heads exactly the same as Lao Tie's, and there was no difference in shape or size. The only difference was perhaps the color.

Lao Tie's head was white and miserable, while these guys' heads were pitch black as dark as the night.

It is huge, shaped like a human skull, but the bones behind the cerebellum are bulging and long.

The body is like a human being, and it is also made of black metal, roughly a black metal skull shelf several meters tall.

These guys spewed several feet of light on the soles of their feet, and then slung in mid-air. Eighteen of them held spears, while the other eighteen were bare-handed and were throwing spears.

Wu Tie and Lao Tie looked at these guys blankly.

Lao Tie murmured: "It's exactly the same, hey, it's this gun... tsk, why did you cast a snake's head?"

Wu Tie moved his fingers and suppressed the urge to take out the White Tiger Schift. The spears in these guys' hands were exactly the same as those in the White Tiger Schift, but the color was pitch black. There was a tiger's head under the spear head of the White Tiger Schift, and under the spear in these guys' hands was a hideous poisonous snake head.

The eighteen guys who threw spears flashed with their right hands, and the eighteen spears that were deeply trapped in the stone wall roared back to their hands.

A large stone wall with a radius of hundreds of meters collapsed.

The huge rocks fell towards the river channel below. The monks from the Iron Knife Castle on the raft below roared in anger. Several half-step monks from the Mind Pond realm soared into the sky and forced Wu Tie and others in the sky.

Wu Tie lowered his head and shouted at the monks of the Iron Sword Castle: "Go back!"

Before he finished speaking, a clear laugh came from the sky: "Retreat? Can't retreat!"

A short sword that was more than one foot long, pitch black, without any light, fell from the sky, and slashed at the monks with a harsh sound of breaking through the air.

There was no light or lingering light, but this short sword gave Wu Tie a feeling like a poisonous snake, full of murderous intent.

Wu Tie roared, waved his right hand, and the white tiger broke out and flew out, hitting the dagger.

The White Tiger's split was extremely fierce and followed an absolute straight line, and broke through the air with the low roar of the tiger. In Wu Tie's judgment, this shot could definitely hit the short sword.

The White Tiger Break lived up to expectations and indeed hit the dagger.

With a 'ding' sound, the dagger exploded, and a dagger turned into three thousand knives, falling down like a heavy rain.

Wu Tie's pupils suddenly condensed.

The flying sword technique is also the extremely exquisite magical skill of sword light differentiation.

Wu Tie broke through all the shackles of heaven and earth, and he would also... but he could only do this.

Just like running, Wu Tie's attainment in sword light differentiation was at best a one-year-old child who learned to run. And the owner of this short sword was like a cheetah in his peak period, and Wu Tie could not catch up with him no matter what.

Wu Tie took a deep breath, and he slapped his hands. On one side, a dense blue glass Zen light emitted, turning into a light curtain and blocking it under the three thousand short swords.

Three thousand dark and lightless short swords flashed suddenly, as if they were moving in an instant, jumping through the green glazed Zen light, and directly came to the monks in the half-step realm of the Life Pond.

The sword light spiraled, and several monks' heads flew high.

Then the dagger fell rapidly. On the few rafts of hundreds of meters long and wide below, at least nearly ten thousand monks screamed with a scream, and their heads flew up one by one, and blood flowed along the raft into the ditch, dyeing this turbulent river blood.

Wu Tie took a deep breath.

He raised his head and looked over his head.

Just one fight, Wu Tie suddenly understood his biggest weakness now.

He has mastered countless magical secret techniques, but he has only learned the principles of these magical secret techniques, but has not yet mastered them, and has not yet cultivated to a high level. If the battle can be solved with a tongue, Wu Tie will be the number one master in the world.

But fighting cannot be done by tongue, but by real mana, Taoist digits and killing experience... Wu Tie is still just a weak person.

Hundreds of meters above his head, a young man with a pretty, feminine appearance and a flashing eyes stood quietly on a flying carpet with black background and gold flowers, looking down at Wu Tie from a high place.

The young man was wearing a black robe, and the black robe was embroidered with blood-colored silk threads. Countless tiny avatars of evil ghosts formed a flame lace wrapped around the robe, adding a bit of mystery to the young man out of thin air.
To be continued...