After waking up from a thousand years of sleep, the 749 Bureau came to the door

His words echoed in the ears of all the great monsters.

The ancient great monster from before suddenly understood.

"No wonder you hope that the centipede fairy will win. I remember that you had a conflict with the centipede fairy before."

"Yes, I had a feud with the centipede fairy three hundred years ago. If it weren't for the chaos of the heavenly secrets and the complicated situation outside the mountain, how could I hope that the centipede fairy would win..."

He could pronounce the word "win" in full, and only pronounced it.

Screaming.

It interrupted the words of the old turtle and also attracted the attention of the ancient great monsters.

Deep in the Hengduan Mountains.

A messy and desolate area was plowed out by the Gu King Centipede.

The blue centipede blood, like a torrential rain, spilled all over the sky, and stained the area with blood.

The old turtle and other ancient great monsters looked at it, their pupils contracted, and the Gu King Centipede's hard stone body shell was broken into spider web marks, and then broke off, along with the lower body.

The body of the Gu King Centipede was cut in half.

The two-hundred-meter-long lower body flew out like a parabola, and the tail was embedded in the mountain, and the centipede's blood was sprayed like money.

As for the upper body.

A thousand meters away, on another hill.

The Gu King Centipede was lying in the rock, the miasma around it was becoming thinner, and it kept coughing up blood.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see it.

It was severely injured.

Seeing this.

The old turtles were not surprised, and their eyes fell on the hill where the upper body of the Gu King Centipede was, a peak.

The black fog man was standing on it, overlooking the head of the Gu King Centipede coughing up blood.

It can be seen.

He was also injured, the injury was the Meituan jacket he was wearing, and the skin on his face was scratched.

At this time.

The black fog man spoke.

"Senior is worthy of being the Gu King who has practiced for three thousand years."

He glanced at his torn coat, then put away his terrifying aura and said.

"Senior, it is not easy for you to practice for three thousand years. As long as you are willing to stop here and sign a slave contract with me to help manage the Hengduan Mountains and prevent other ancient monsters from coming out of the mountains, I can spare your life."

Deep in the Hengduan Mountains.

The old turtle and other ancient monsters were silent.

The next second.

A voice sounded from the depths, saying to the ancient monster who thought that the Gu King Centipede was powerful before.

"Do you still think what I said just now is wrong?"

That was the ancient monster who had been optimistic about the black fog man before.

Whether it was the previous ancient monster or the other ancient monsters, they were silent. At this moment, in addition to being unable to answer, they were more shocked. They didn't expect the black fog man to win over the Gu King Centipede, and win so easily.

Just when they were surprised.

The old turtle's slow and old voice was followed by a long sigh.

"Alas, I guessed right. The situation outside the mountain is no longer under your and my control. The centipede fairy has been defeated so thoroughly."

At this point, the old turtle seemed to have aged several years, and his tone was even older.

"It seems that I can't leave the mountain. There is no way to make up for my life span. In the end, you will get the advantage. For thousands of years, I have swallowed too many creatures as blood food to survive. This may be God's punishment for me."

The eyes of the ancient monsters moved.

They will be the biggest beneficiaries of the old turtle's death. They are absolutely too happy at this time.

But on the other hand, the Gu King Centipede is still an ancient monster of the Hengduan Mountains. Its defeat has made them feel sad. Can't they leave the mountain for the rest of their lives?

They are ancient monsters. Practicing Taoism is to fight for the sky and the earth. Who would be willing to live in a corner?

Can't help it.

The ancient demon said.

"That human race is indeed powerful, with at least 5,000 years of Taoism. He is a great immortal among the immortals in the mortal world, but he is not invincible. If we join forces, we have a chance to suppress him."

However, just as he finished speaking, the old turtle took over.

"Young man, you have a good idea, but you seem to have forgotten one thing."

"What is it?"

"That human cultivator stopped us from leaving the mountain, not because he cared about the people of the world, but because he came here on the orders of the master."

After saying this, the ancient demon's heart skipped a beat and it fell silent.

The black fog man is so powerful.

How powerful will the master he serves behind him be?

It's impossible to think about it.

But at least it is certain that his strength is definitely beyond 5,000 years of Taoism. They have to work hard to join forces to deal with the black fog man. God knows how to defeat his master, and even if they win, God knows how many of them can survive.

The old hairy turtle glanced at the great monsters in the depths and said kindly.

"Drink the turtle soup after my death, and then go back and lie down. It's very chaotic outside the mountain. Instead of going out and suffering danger, it's better to stay in the mountain. Maybe you can have a chance to avoid the danger of this era."

Just as it was lightThe Black Mist Man also finished dealing with the Gu King Centipede. Although he was unwilling, the Gu King Centipede chose to live rather than die. The Gu King Centipede surrendered to the Black Mist Man, signed a slave contract with him, became the Black Mist Man's mount, managed the Hengduan Mountains for the Black Mist Man, and ordered it to prohibit other ancient monsters from leaving the mountains. Then. After doing all this, the Black Mist Man looked into the depths of the mountains. Before dealing with the Gu King Centipede, he had no time to take care of other monsters. Now that he had time, he didn't hesitate at all and whispered. The voice was not loud. But it was clearly heard by every monster in the depths. "You have all seen it, I don't think I need to say it again. If anyone else wants to leave the mountains, come out together. If you want to leave the mountains, I will be an obstacle for you." He used the most kind name, but said words that were almost naked and overbearing. The depths of the Hengduan Mountains were quiet for a while.

The last to break the silence was the old turtle.

It showed up in person.

Standing half a hundred miles away, on a mountaintop deep in the mountains, it turned into a human form, looked old and rugged, and bowed to the man in the black fog.

"I am happy to obey your instructions, Great Immortal."

The old turtle gave him a way out.

Although some ancient monsters were stubborn and did not speak out, they did not stand up to oppose them. In the end, most monsters chose to show up. After all, dignity was only on the edge of the sword. If you were dead, what was the point of talking about face and face.

Suddenly.

Situ Lao and the other nine saw it from afar.

In the depths of the Hengduan Mountains, terrifying monsters and ancient monsters emerged from the mountaintops one by one.

They imitated the old turtle and performed ancient etiquette in unison.

"I will follow the instructions of the Great Immortal."

The man in the black fog nodded when he saw it.

But just as he was about to cure the injury of the Gu King Centipede first, and then go to other mountains and primeval forests to shock.

"This great immortal." The old turtle said.

The black fog man looked over.

The old turtle bowed.

"This great immortal, my life is coming to an end, and I can't leave the mountain. I want to die with a clear mind before I die, and not be a confused ghost after death. I wonder if I can know your name."

"Black fog."

The black fog man heard it and said directly.

"Then I wonder if I can shamelessly ask your master's name again, so that I can be a clear ghost."

The old turtle had a smile on his old face, and glanced at the big monsters while speaking.

Anyway, I am going to die, so I will help you a little and ask about the other party's details. Just do a good deed before you die and accumulate some merits.

At the same time.

The big monsters and Situ Lao's nine people couldn't help but prick up their ears, curious about whether the black fog man would answer.

At this time,

Facing the question from the old turtle.

The man in black fog thought about it and realized that it would not affect Qin Ye's outing.

He immediately uttered three words.

"The King of the Night."

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