I could hear the anger from the teacher, and the tension in that anger was still mixed, so that he could see that he was panicking.

In this case, I did not hesitate, jumped directly and jumped to the black metal, lifted the knife, and did my best to release the ancient atmosphere in the body, and inserted a knife into the gap between the metal and the stone door.

I don't know if this time it affected its body, I can clearly feel this metal object shrink.

It felt slight, but I can be sure it was contractions, not tremors.

Like the heart, it contracts, beats, and is full of indescribable vitality.

"Get it out!" cried the Xiangjiang ghost hoarsely, and the tone was full of urgency.

When I took the time to look back, I could see that the Master had reached a position that was only a hundred meters away from me, and the Xiangjiang ghost followed him, and he was still tugging on two objects similar to the chain in his hand, all tied to the ankle of the self-inflicted master.

Self-indulgent, across the distance, I can feel his panic, I think this bastard killed also can not imagine that things will become like this.

But there is no way... if he had been waiting in front of the star door at the beginning...I think we would have known where his life gate was as soon as we were...

Exposed to this ferrous metal is the life gate, and he will die faster, which is by no means a joke.

The knife is groaning.

This ferrous metal seems to be able to corrode it, attached to the ancient atmosphere of the knife, but also at the speed of the naked eye to turn black, but there are more ancient gas pouring out of my body, constantly repairing these eroded ancient gas.

Now I am also aware that this black metal octane is only looking at the ordinary, in fact, it is more terrible than any device I have ever seen... even more terrible than the French imprint of the old kings.

Although it only contains the vitality of the old teachers and takes away their strength, apart from these, the power of the black metal ontology is not something I can easily deal with.

The "tafrona" made by the ancient gods himself, even if it is a failure, is not a powerful human being that we future generations can imagine.

Even the immortal king passed it on to me... the purest ancient atmosphere...even they will be corroded by this ferrous metal...

At this time, the teacher was only fifty meters away from me, his arms were covered by many black mist, and his eyes were extremely vicious, as if he wanted to tear me alive.

“Stop the hand...”

The teacher gritted his teeth and said that in every word, there was an undisguised threat, and when I heard him speak, I couldn't help but shudder, not fake, I was really afraid.

At the same time, a familiar breath also came from a distance, I can feel a lot of...

There are ancestors, grandfathers, and others.

"You're my mother! stop me!" Xiangjiang ghost almost shouted out, raised his right leg, stepped heavily on the ground, and his right foot fell into the ground in an instant.

Countless dark green mist from his legs, like tentacles generally have active, self-adhesive into the nearby mud, tighten their bodies, like a barb to hook the ground, in order to stabilize the Xiangjiang ghost body.

By him so much, the self-in-class master could not run, the whole person was dragged a tug, almost did not jump on the ground.

The teacher turned his head, looked at the Xiangjiang ghost with anger and anger, and the voice of his voice was trembling: “You all want to force me so much... then die together...”

I want to see who will die."

The voice of the old ancestor suddenly came, and without waiting for me to see clearly, he had already appeared behind the teacher.

It must be said that the teacher is a giant creature for ordinary people, but in the face of the ancestors, he still seems to be thinner and weaker, and his body is not so tall.

The old ancestor raised his hand easily, and he strangled the master's neck and lifted it out of thin air.

At this moment, the state of my ancestors is something I have never seen before.

The muscles of the body are swollen to the extreme, and the body is covered by countless dark green meridians, looking like a green spider web.

In the eyes, the eyes are lost, the iris is also like the loss of trace, only a general outline, the eyes are turned into a metal-like deep green, many of the ancient gas into the liquid, along the corner of his eyes continue to flow out, like tears, fell on the ground, and will be instantly evaporated.

“You move my people . . . those who kill me . . . and want to destroy everything I hold dear...” When the old ancestor said this, his body was constantly trembling, as if he were very angry, and he was too sad to be himself: “I have been this age... I have been through so many years... I have seen life and death like countless stars... But this time... you are forcing me to the end of the road...

I don't know what kind of excitement the ancestors were, but looking at his grieving appearance, it was definitely not a small thing that happened to them.

“What happened?”The Xiangjiang ghost seemed to feel something, and hurriedly asked, “You... what’s the matter with you?”

“He took advantage of me... not knowing what means to use his scattered soul to occupy the body of the spider boy and the ghost ...” The old ancestor trembled, “just like the ghosts on the upper body... by their strength against me...I just wanted to capture them and save them... The bastard took his soul away...”

Hearing this, the Xiangjiang ghost stood still, and the expression was obviously stiff.

“They have no power to fight back... they can’t keep up with the reaction . . . . they can’t hide at all...” The old ancestor said bitterly, raising his hand, a giant knife and weapon, flying directly from the direction they had brought in, as if he had been thrown over.

Holding the big knife, the ancestors did not hesitate, loosened the self-in-the-middle teacher and took a step back, cut off the blade of a knife.

“How does it feel to kill yourself?”

Since the teacher was cut off more than half of the neck, it seems that even the spine has been cut by the old ancestors, but he did not feel pain, but a bright smile.

“It’s really too easy to deal with you...” The teacher smiled and said every word with joy: “Kill your own people...it must be more pleasant than killing me... especially killing the child who brought it up with your own hands...”

The old ancestors screamed in madness, constantly raised their big knives and cut them on the free master, and could not stop like crazy.

And the self-cultivator also has no intention of resisting, or, in this case, there are Xiangjiang ghosts as a deterrent, and there are old ancestors as a suppression, he really has no ability to resist.

At this time, I no longer looked at what was happening on their side, and turned my face away, and poked the black metal octahedron outward.

But the more I moved outward, the faster I found that the ancient gas on the knife was corroded, and in the gap between this metal utensil and the star door, I kept oozing out of the black water, smelling an indescribable stench.

Unconsciously, I had put the blade in for most of it, and had been trying to pry for half a day, only to find that it had been slightly shaved by me.

And when he was shaking, it made a noise, and the sound was not loud, but others seemed to hear it.

"Quick!" cried the Xiangjiang ghost excitedly, "as long as this thing is out of the star gate!

The teacher also remembered me, turned his head and looked at me, and like crazy, the sound of shouting became sharp.

“You’re looking for death, stop me!”

Not waiting for the teacher to speak out the threat behind him, the big knife in the hand of the ancestors, once again split.

“The one who died is you!”

Since the teacher was in a hurry, this time there was no longer a hard resistance to the attack of the ancestors, but instead he leaned over his body, smashed it with a knife, and smashed the big knife in the old ancestor's hand.

Then he screamed, even if the Xiangjiang ghosts did their best to restrain him, they could not let him stop.

He was getting closer to me.

“Stop him, come on!”