Games with fairies.

In the swamp with a faint white mist, other fishy and rotten smells filled the air.

The man sleeping in the mud was leaning against a huge dragon corpse in the mud and was sleeping with his head raised.

In his cracked chest, the beating of his heart could be faintly seen.

This severe trauma was enough to take his life.

But his breathing was still there, but it became extremely weak.

At a certain moment, the sleeping man seemed to sense something, and he slowly opened his eyes in the mud.

"Um...is someone calling me?"

The man narrowed his eyes slightly and listened for a while, then said: "Mom, please lend me your five senses..."

After the mysterious man finished speaking, he gently stood up from the mud, and countless pieces of dark mud slid down from his body.

The mud seemed to have merged with him.

However, he reached out his palm regardless and gently pressed it on the huge dragon corpse beside him.

The nearly 10,000-meter-long corpse of the dragon huddled in the depths of the black mud swamp with glittering blood clouds, like a deformed black island.

As the man's palm pressed against the dragon's corpse, a glimmer of light suddenly flashed through his empty eyes.

The next second, the man's figure disappeared.

He took one step forward and stood at the edge of the black mud swamp.

Beside the swamp ahead, the familiar simple boy was kowtowing vigorously and shouting loudly.

"Please help me, senior! Please help me, senior!"

The young man knocked so hard that his forehead turned red.

Every blow he struck was very strong. If it weren't for the physique of a practitioner, he would have been beaten to death.

The man stood with his hands behind his hands curiously, watching the young man kowtow quietly for a while before appearing in the mist.

"What are you doing?"

The man's eyes were filled with confused curiosity.

I don't understand why this simple boy is like this.

Mingming said not long ago that he would teach him the secret method of cultivation, and even guided him to get started.

But the young man went home to ponder and practice for a few days and then came back and made such a weird writing.

The man was confused.

But I saw the young man said in a panic: "Senior! I won't learn your Xuan Gong anymore."

"I just ask you to take action and save my fellow disciple Li."

"That's the senior brother Li who befriended me and gave me top-grade spiritual rice as a gift."

"When he returned home this time, he was targeted by Old Man Kuye from the Qingyang Society. Old Man Kuye led a group of demon cultivators to hunt him down."

"Now Senior Brother Li has been forced into a desperate situation, life and death are at stake."

"I beg you, senior, to stop Old Man Dead Leaf and rescue Senior Brother Li. I am willing to give up the opportunity to practice with my senior!"

The young man said and kowtowed hard again.

A quarter of an hour ago, after listening to Li Muyang's general description of the situation, he hurried back to the mountains to beg the mysterious senior in the black swamp for help.

Now after meeting the senior, he immediately told the story of pouring beans through a bamboo tube quickly.

But the matter was urgent, so Guan Xiaoshun said it simply.

The mysterious man was a little confused.

"Qingyang Club...Senior Brother Li...well..."

The mysterious man squinted his eyes and thought for a while, then said: "Qingyang will be fine, why do you want to embarrass Senior Brother Li like you?"

"Is it possible that you, Senior Brother Li, are related to the Ancient Corpse Jie Xian?"

The mysterious man was quite confused.

Guan Xiaoshun was slightly startled: "Ancient corpses can be interpreted as immortals?"

The young man hesitated for a moment and said: "I seem to have heard from Senior Brother Li that the people of the Qingyang Society suspected that he was the descendant of some ancient power, so they hunted him down... But Senior Brother Li spoke in a hurry, and I didn't listen carefully. ”

The young man looked hesitant: "Senior, if you take action, the old man withered leaves from the Qingyang Society will definitely not be your opponent, right?"

When the mysterious man wanted to teach his mysterious skills before, he said that he was the first monk in this world to transcend the Zi Mansion and reach the Tianheng Realm.

The Tianheng Realm surpasses the Divine Movement Realm by two realms.

If the mysterious senior is really in the Tianheng realm, then killing the old man with dead leaves would be like killing an ant.

But in the face of young Guan Xiaoshun's careful compliments, the mysterious man smiled and shook his head.

Ignoring the young man's flattery, he paid more attention to another thing the young man said.

"Suspected to be the descendant of an ancient power? That's right."

"Since the establishment of the Qingyang Society, they have been chasing the traces of the Corpse Execution Immortal."

"Perhaps it's because your Senior Brother Li's cultivation level has improved too quickly, which has aroused the suspicion of the Qingyang Society?"

The mysterious man smiled and shook his head, saying: "Old Man Dead Leaf is indeed no match for me, but unfortunately, I can't help you either."

"I can't leave this swamp just yet."

The day he left the swamp was when he entered the mountain gate of Demon Refining Sect.

But now, the time has not come.

But seeing the anxious and frightened expression of the young man in front of him, the mysterious man sighed softly and said.

"That's all, let me ask you a question..."

After saying that, the mysterious man closed his eyes slightly, stood frozen in place, and seemed to have lost his breath.

At the same time, Li Muyang, who was waiting for news about Guan Xiaoshun in the wilderness outside the mountains, suddenly felt something in his heart.

The three of them were stopped by Guan Xiaoshun and were waiting for news about Guan Xiaoshun.

Unexpectedly, this simple border town boy would also have a romantic encounter with a powerful and mysterious senior.

It would be easier if you could invite your opponent to take action and repel the old man with dead leaves.

But while waiting, Li Muyang suddenly heard Didi's chat group prompt.

In the dead group that had been silent for a long time, someone actually appeared.

Li Muyang subconsciously clicked on it and saw that Zi Weiheng, who was the friendliest to him, sent a message.

[Zi Weiheng: Is there anyone near Black Marsh City under the rule of Demon Refining Sect? 】

[Zi Weiheng: It’s urgent and I need help! 】

Ziwei Heng sent these two sentences back and forth several times, which directly refreshed the screen.

The voice of the chat group kept ringing.

Soon, others came online.

Seeing that the person who spoke was Zi Weiheng, everyone in the chat spoke up one after another.

[Wei Suyi: What's the emergency? 】

[Gui Suqi: Zi Weiheng, have you gone to the territory of the Demon Refining Sect? Are you really planning to attack the Demon Refining Sect? ! 】

[Xinyuehu: Ziweiheng, don’t be impulsive...]

Everyone started to persuade him, thinking that Zi Weiheng was going to attack the Demon Refining Sect.

But Zi Weiheng's answer denied everyone's speculation.

[Zi Weiheng: No, it’s just that a kid I know encountered trouble on the Demon Refining Sect’s territory, a very small trouble]

[Zi Weiheng: Are there any fellow Taoists near Black Marsh City? Please help]

[Zi Weiheng: The enemies are just the Old Man withered Leaves and the Immortal Ascension Realm of the Qingyang Society, they can be suppressed by turning the palm of your hand]

Zi Weiheng's calm tone was full of powerful confidence and dominance.

But Li Muyang's eyes widened instantly.

Damn it...

At this point in time, and these words Zi Weiheng said...

Could it be that the mysterious senior Guan Xiaoshun met was Zi Weiheng?

Damn it!

Is this Ziwei Heng really planning to destroy the entire Demon Refining Sect?

He has quietly touched the territory of Demon Refining Sect?