"Ha ha, why don't you ask him what he's doing and ask me directly?" The man in black laughed, but his voice was full of sadness and despair.

They all looked at him. The man in black laughed wildly, as if he was hiding something. He held his hand on the curtain and wanted to lift it, but it was very difficult. He just lifted it a little and then stopped. He murmured: "I can't live a day, what am I afraid of..."

They waited for a long time, but they didn't see him lift the curtain. They couldn't help getting anxious. Muyin stretched out her hand to attack. When Yuping saw it, she immediately stopped her and said softly, "Qingyang is still in his hand!"

Mu Yin's face is full of impatience. Yan Qingyang sees it. She turns her face and looks at the man in black. She sees that the man in black is stunned and hesitant. She bites her teeth. She reaches for a brush and uncovers the curtain of the man in black.

At the same time, she turned her head and did not dare to look at it again. However, the image of the man was still full of her mind.

"Ah There was a cry of surprise.

That person, should not be called a person, his face is bony, said the skin and bones are good to hear, it is clearly a skeleton, wrapped in a human skin!

Deep socket, prominent cheekbones, two gills also deeply sunk in, wrapped in a black human skin, that skin general face is full of wrinkles, almost wrinkled together, the only face some look is that pair of eyes, at this time is flashing inferiority, despair, crazy light.

Suddenly the curtain was removed, the man was a little surprised, and his right hand unconsciously covered his face. At the same time, a hand hidden in the sleeve was also exposed. The hands were still like bones wrapped in a layer of black human skin, and were wrinkled. Ten nails were long and thin, like iron hooks and black.

He subconsciously blocked the following, aware of the wrong, and put his hand down, continue to hide in the wide sleeve.

"Ha ha, you see that? How's it going? " The man in black looked uneasy, but he pretended to be natural and unrestrained.

The people's faces had already changed, and they looked at each other. Murong an was staring at the man in black. He saw that the man in black's hair was not in a mess. His snow-white hair was fixed with a white jade hairpin, and the top of the hairpin was a delicate carved white dragon.

Murong an stared at the hairpin, his face became more and more strange and shocked.

After a long silence, Murong an trembled and asked, "what's the relationship between you... You... And you long?"

"Ha, some people still remember me..." the man in black stretched out his tongue and licked his dry lips, showing a ferocious smile.

His face was so terrible that it made him laugh even more. Bai Lidong and Mu Yin lowered their heads in fright.

"Are you the ancestor of you long?" Murong'an immediately recognized the clue from the man in black's words and asked in a trembling voice. However, he quickly denied, "no way. If you are the ancestor of Youlong, you should be more than 600 years old. How is that possible? However, the hairpin on your head is clearly Yulong hairpin, the most precious magic weapon of the ancestors of Youlong! This... What's going on? "

Murong an's spirit was a little confused, murmured.

When a monk reaches Yuanying, his life span is 500 years old, at most 500 years old. Only when he goes through the robbery and ascends within Shouyuan, his life span can be increased to 1000 years old. Youlong is over 600 years old, and he is only practicing Yuanying. How can he still be alive?

"Ha ha ha, yes, I live, because I'm not reconciled!" Said the man in black.

The man in black, that is, you long's ancestor, is crazy: "I want to build a foundation at the age of 16, form a golden elixir at the age of 40, form a Yuanying at the age of 90, and have a perfect Yuanying at the age of 150. Who has such a genius as me in the world of floating clouds for so many years! Who ever had my training speed?

However, after 150 years old, my cultivation is in a dilemma, and I have failed in many attempts to survive. Why? Why? Everyone says that the reason why the floating cloud world can't bear babies for so many years is because of the power of rules. Originally, I didn't believe it. I didn't believe it. I couldn't break the curse with my talent!

However, so many years, 500 years! I have been robbed again and again and failed again and again! Even if my fighting power is higher than that of all the monks of Yuanying's perfection, even if I pull them far away, they will catch up one by one and stop at Yuanying's perfection!

You know what? In the last few years, I was very scared. I was afraid of death. I was afraid that I would never be able to rob again! However, no one can succeed, no one, no one, no one, no one! Ha ha ha ha ha ha!

Why can't a genius like me survive! Why? Why? "

In the end, you long became more crazy. Fortunately, what he is holding is Yan Qingyang's wrist. Now, Yan Qingyang feels that his wrist will be crushed by him.

"Master you long!" Immortal Chidan came out of the crowd and said, "we are floating in the cloud world because there are rules to suppress us. We have been trying to find a way, and this way is coming soon!"

"What's the use of that!" You long's grandfather gave a violent drink, which made the leaves in the distance rustle down, chirp, a few shrill birdsong, and several birds fell down. It was obvious that they had been killed by the earthquake.

All the friars of Yuanying frowned and turned their spiritual power to resist. Immortal Chidan stood in front of Luoxing. Yan Qingyang, who is closest to him, is out of luck. He feels that his heart is shaking. With a puff, a big mouthful of blood comes out“ Green sun Yuping real worry step forward, looking at Youlong ancestor crazy appearance, had to stop. Yan Qingyang shook his head to the real jade screen and closed his eyes“ What's the use of that? " You long's voice lowered, his shoulder stepped down, and he said, "I have only one day to live, and I don't have a chance. I'm not reconciled! I'm such a genius He continued to murmur, "I built the foundation at 16, formed the golden elixir at 40, formed the Yuanying at 90, and the Yuanying at 150 is perfect."“ But now that you are over 600 years old, how did you survive? " Moyin asked boldly“ How did you survive? " You long Laozu raised his head and looked at Mu Yin sarcastically, "can I count myself alive? Can I still be a person now? If you know, I can tell you, it's to practice a kind of skill. Ha ha, as for which skill? If you find the devil, he will tell you! "“ Are you connected with the devil Murong an asked in a trembling voice, his eyes full of disappointment( (to be continued)