A green snake, has been hiding in the weeds, from the retreat of Zichen more and more close, the final two sides only two meters.
This has reached the green snake's attack range, Zichen stands in place, does not dare to move. The cold sweat on his forehead was not because of the fear of hort Tommy, but because he was worried that the green snake behind him would suddenly attack.
Fortunately, the green snake seemed too cautious to attack at once.
Hote tangmi stabbed at the foot of Zichen with a sword, and the ground vibrated. At the moment when he rose from the sky, the frightened green snake launched an attack.
The attack went straight to him.
But he left, and hort Tommy came with a sword.
Seeing the green snake in front of him, his face changed dramatically. After living here for more than two months, he naturally knew that the green snake was terrible.
He was frightened, but he was not afraid, not even flustered.
I saw the sword up and down, and the green snake was divided into two.
Looking at the green snake which was easily cut open, a sneer reappears on hott Tommy's face. He is very satisfied with the sharpness of the dagger.
The purple Chen that body shape retreats, also is sneering.
The other side really has no common sense. If you go on like this, you can't kill a green snake if you have no soul to grind out the soul of the green snake.
Sure enough, the second half of the separated green snake fell to the ground, struggling and twisting, while the first half continued to move forward and bit hort Tommy's wrist.
"Ah
Hort Tommy screamed with pain and let go of his dagger.
The purple Chen of plunder, a foot kicks in a not to calculate the thick tree on, if in the outside world, the purple Chen this foot goes down, this does not calculate the thick tree will collapse instantly.
However, in this world, the tree has a defense beyond imagination. After one foot falls, a strong anti shock force comes out. With this strength, Zichen's body shape rushes forward again, and then flies up in the air and kicks in the face of Hote tangmi.
"Peng!"
One foot was kicked in the cheek, and hort Tommy's body was tilted backward, and his face was black, showing signs of poisoning.
Zichen fell to the ground and rolled along with the trend and returned to the middle of the mountain road, far away from the snake head.
"Little boy, I'll kill you!"
At this time, a cold voice sounded, but it was the old man who was confronting the old man and rushed towards this side.
The sword in his hand flashed. The old man didn't dare to resist, so he stepped aside.
Looking back, he saw the end of the fighting here, and his face was full of amazement.
Obviously, he didn't expect the fight to end in this way.
The old man didn't kill Zichen, but rushed to Hote tangmi. When he came to the other party, he saw that the other party was already poisoned. He took out a porcelain vase from his arms and poured a black pill into his mouth.
This pill looks ugly, but its effect is surprisingly good. As soon as it enters the abdomen, Hote tangmi's abdomen is rolling and coughing up a large mouthful of black blood.
After coughing blood, the toxin on his face has been removed, but it has not been completely removed, and his life is still in danger.
Without saying a word, the old man picked up hot Tommy, and at the same time, he rushed forward. After kicking away the half head of the snake, he pointed his foot a little, and the dagger flew up and was caught by him. Even the bamboo basket with herbs was ignored and rushed down the mountain.
"Zichen, you wait for me, today's hatred, I huote tangmi will certainly return ten times!"
As the old man rushed down the hill, so did the weak voice of hort Tommy.
"I'm waiting for you. I'd better call your other four companions, and I'll kill them together!" Facing the figure of fleeing to the foot of the mountain, Zichen laughed and said: "you have good medicinal materials. If you can sell them at a good price, I will stay! The bamboo basket is also good. Thank you
After hearing this, huote Tang coughs up blood again.
"You're lucky, boy." The old man picked up the pickaxe again, and then came up with the bamboo basket. He looked at the herbs inside and opened his mouth.
"Master, this is not luck, this is perception." Purple Chen zhengse says.
The old man curled his lips and didn't believe that Zichen would have any perception here. He asked carelessly, "do you have hatred with that guy just now?"
"There's no grudge against him. There's a grudge against the hotes."
"Oh, tell me." The old man sat down beside the bamboo basket and took a drink from his waist.
"Shall we not dig?" Purple Chen doubts to ask a way.
The old man pointed to the herbs in the bamboo basket with satisfaction and said, "these are good things, enough for us to enjoy a few days of leisure."
Knowing the old man's temperament, Zichen sat down beside him. His eyes were fixed on the struggling snake tail and snake head. He said, "at the beginning, we took control of a star territory in the middle of the star road. As a result, a man who called himself the hote family came, and the resentment ended at that time..."Next, Zichen said what happened in the Star Road, said how to enter the center of the hote family and rob hundreds of stars. And finally, Qinglong Dasheng and others were shocked and let those people go back in confusion.
The old man, who was still interested in the past, was listening quietly, but his careless expression was disappearing a little bit. Zichen said those people, of course, he is familiar with them, although did not fight with them shoulder to shoulder, but the names of those people are like thunder.
Those people are all great saints. They are the top of the life star.
"It's amazing. I know some big people. What about you? What's your origin The old man pretended to be careless and could know those people. Zichen's origin was obviously extraordinary.
"I don't have any background. If I want to say my identity, I'm a rebel!" Zichen said.
The old man's casual expression disappeared, his face showed a touch of surprise, "against the sky, you are the inverse of heaven?"
Zichen nodded and said: "unfortunately, all the energy here is suppressed, or you can prove it with the energy against the sky."
"Since you are against the heaven, why did the green dragon sage let you come here? Even if they don't know what's going on here, they should have heard that there are no entrances or exits in this area. "
"That's what I promised the Cartesian family to help me build a teleport array against the aliens. I'll help them come here and get a holy soldier."
"Are you with them? In that case, you are just a saint The old man's look changed again.
"Yes, don't you know?"
"Know a fart, there is no perception here, how can I know your realm! Holy One, you are a saint. Since you came in with other people, it is possible to go out! "
The old man's look became dignified. He looked at Zichen and said, "boy, since this is the case, you can't waste too much time here. You have to hurry to the town. When you get there, try to find a way to go to the city, where you can meet the chance, and then you can leave. "
At the same time, the old man got up and said, "go on, go on digging!"
"Don't you stop digging today?"
"At first, I thought you, like me, would never have a chance to go out, but you are different. The way you come in is different from mine, and you are likely to go out. Now we have to hurry up and bring some black iron to make a living in the town. "
With that, the old man wanted to pick up the bamboo basket and go up the mountain.
"Keep that for me. I'll carry it!"
Zichen called out, and then he touched the snake's head with a pickaxe. He found that the other side didn't respond to it. After four thorough studies, he carefully picked it up and threw it into the bamboo basket with the tail of the snake.
The old man who was going up the mountain looked back at the scene and said, "it's very poisonous. If you're not afraid of death, you can stew it."
He thought Zichen wanted to stew this thing to eat. Zichen didn't explain it. He just laughed and said, "I want this thing to be of great use."
On the same day, Zichen returned to his residence. After the old man fell asleep, he put the head and body of the snake on the ground in front of him. His hand flashed and a long sword with a sheath appeared.
He asked the old man about weapons. Although most of the external things could not leave a trace in the world, they would turn into dust the next day, but some strange things were excluded.
For example, the rules here are indelible.
If you take out the long knife, without any energy, you will not be able to use it. But fortunately, it can still be pulled out.
So, he pulled out the handle a little bit, and the broken knife appeared. It was as dark as black iron.
In this world, this powerful holy soldier called "Dao" for short, seems ordinary. Of course, there is no response from Dao Ling.
When Zichen was holding a broken knife and carefully looking at it, he saw that the broken knife suddenly gave off light, and then a light group appeared from the broken knife and went towards Zichen's knowledge sea.
Light group is very relaxed did not enter the sea of knowledge of Zichen, soul perception has been blocked, Zichen's attention is all in the mind.
His mind began to shine, the light group scattered, a voice from his knowledge of the sea sounded, "nine pole sword
At the moment of the sound, Zichen's knowledge of the sea, out of thin air more than a memory, this is a knife.
Only by using "Dao", can we show the sword resolution perfectly in the world.
Zichen closed his eyes and read these memories carefully. The appearance of this Dao Jue made Zichen very unexpected.
This night, Zichen did not sleep, but the mental state is very sufficient, just like in the outside world.
At the beginning of the day, he opened his eyes and looked at the broken knife in his hand, and then looked at the snake head in front of him.
Just after this day, Zichen's back had a strip object wrapped with coarse cloth. Even the old man didn't know what it was.
He carried his back all day and went to the mine.After knowing the identity of Zichen, the old man became very diligent and brought the harvest back every day, during which he no longer changed wine.
With his words, it is the property that Zichen accumulates into town.
The old man became full of energy and placed all his hopes on Zichen.
A new day, in the mine that has been dug out more than 100 meters, Zichen is lucky to dig out two pieces of black iron, and the harvest is not small.
After Zichen had a rest, the old man came forward with a pickaxe. With a pickaxe going down, a sonorous voice sounded.
"Dang!"
In the middle of the mine, the light is shining.
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