Under the night.

It was as strange as the tide of the tide, and the death covered the wolf ridge, and it seemed to be isolated from the human race.

A rattle grudge, the claws suspended in the night sky, it poked out a blood-red claws, grasped the darkness next to it...

Is this a projection?

There was some doubt in his heart, and his eyes turned to the sinking grave.

However, the blood-stained grave at this time has become a large black and lacquered hole, and it is bottomless!Also saw the rolling black fog coming out, spreading around, rapidly eroding the surrounding vegetation and plundering all the vitality...

Those who have been plundered and the vegetation that has been plundered, are blown by a cloud, and they are turned to dust.

Robbed alive!

Yan Qinghe saw his eyebrows wrinkled, and it seemed that the grudge in the night sky was only a projection, and the real grudge was still hidden under the grave.

He wanted to see what the grudge was doing.

And Zhang could not bear to see the black fog coming against them, so he quickly shouted at the people to retreat, but with Wang Xiao and others, where can they retreat?

He and Zhou Yu'an and Zheng Cancan immediately ran the blood gas in his body, forcing the black fog that was about to erode the body.

But Wang Xiao and others, he had some poor care, had to go to Yan Qinghe for help.

With a shot of the finger, there was a huge golden light flying away and turned into a huge golden clock.

This golden clock, like the golden bell cover in the film and television, covers the nine of them and blocks the black fog of plundering and vitality outside...

Wang Xiao and others, when they saw the golden light turned into the golden clock, were shocked in their hearts.

“Is this the legendary gold bell?”

Wang Xiao was shocked and asked Zhang impatiently, and his heart set off a stormy wave, which was simply a fairy-like means, "Zhang Daochang, the golden bell covers this door of hard qigong, is so powerful?"Can it be turned into a golden clock?”

“Who said it was the golden bell?”Zhang did not bear to say.

“It’s not a gold bell, what is it?”Wang Xiao was somewhat surprised, referring to the golden bell that pointed to the golden light, "This is obviously a golden bell, almost the same as in the film and television."

“Do not touch!”

At this time, Zhang could not bear to see Wang Qing curiously reached out his hand, and immediately stopped it.

Wang Qing heard his hand immediately and said, “Can’t touch it?”

"I don't know, but it's better not to touch it, who knows the golden light that will make you break."Zhang could not bear to frown and said that the black fog outside was crushed by the flowing golden light and turned into a wispy wispy smoke.

Outside the Admiralty, the black mist has covered all around, plundering all life.

Zhang could not bear the horror in his heart, if it was not for Mr. Yan's arrival in time, I am afraid that he was only one of them, and he could escape...

The people in the Admiralty, looking at the black paint outside, the black mist plundered all the vitality, and the flowers and trees turned into dust, which was not happy.

At this time, Wang Xiao and others, seeing Mr. Yan, who was standing on the edge of the tomb, was even more curious in his heart.

Who is Mr. Yan?

“Who is this Mr. Yan?”

Wang Yue asked curiously, eyes staring at the blue sky.

At this time, her appearance became much better, her spirit was not so weak, and she was able to stand up on her own.A ray of gold from the finger of Yan Qingqing, not only destroyed the grudge snake in her body, but also nourished her body.

“Not to be said.”He shook his head.

“Why not say it?”Wang Yue was a little surprised, even the gods of heaven, said there was nothing.

Is it God’s will?

Wang Yue was surprised to think that she could not believe that the golden bell hood hard qigong, can turn out a golden clock...

When she saw that she refused to say it, she did not ask any more questions, but was curious to see the huge grudge in the night sky.

Is this the culprit who made himself suffer and almost died?

And Zhang's unbearable eyes through the golden bell, gradually found that there is something wrong with the grudge, is it not so simple?

Why didn’t Mr. Yan still have to do it?

Some people do not understand why Mr. Yan did not shoot, but just quietly looked at him.

Not an opponent?

People are worried about it, it is related to their own safety.

“Mr. Zhang Dao, why didn’t Mr. Yan still not do it?”

A moment later, Wang Xiao saw that Mr. Yan was still quietly watching, and some people couldn't help but ask questions, worried that the development of the situation was once again beyond control, "Can't even Mr. Yan deal with it?"If you can't even deal with Mr. Yan, then can't he?"

Wang Xiao’s eyebrows crouched, more and more worried.

"Mr. Wang is at ease, although I can't deal with it, Mr. Yan..." Zhang couldn't bear to say with a smile, "There should be no demons in this world, and I can't help Mr. Yan."

“What if there is?”The king hesitated to ask.

“Only by obeying God.”Zhang couldn't bear to stand still and said, "But I don't believe that Mr. Yan's strength is that we can never imagine."

Wang Xiao was silent for a moment and asked, “Mr. Zhang Dao, is Mr. Yan... In your Taoism, the real person who has a successful practice?”Is there the ability to call the wind and rain, and to send beans into soldiers, just like the gods?”

He laughed and did not answer.

The king was shocked, is there such a person in the world?

Yes!

Right in front of you!

Wang Xiao's eyes, suddenly a little hot, eyes close to the blue sky.I don’t know if I’m going to practice now, okay?

Wealth is enough...

...

At the grave.

The sky still can’t see the hand.

This scene in front of him gave him a strange feeling, and it seemed that there was a voice that made him wait, and so on.

So he just waited...

Can the grudge under the grave affect his thinking?

Of course he didn’t believe it, and there was no possibility of that.

But why is there an invisible voice that makes him wait?

He looked around at the black fog, and stepped up, and saw on the high ground that the black fog covered almost half of the wolf ridge.

It is rapidly eating away all life to nourish itself.

In the golden bell, in addition to Zhang, three members of Wang Xiao's family and three bodyguards looked at the sky.At this time, they were shocked and some of them could not believe their eyes.

This...

How is it possible?!

Is Mr. Yan really a legend?

...

At this time, a small sword appeared in Yan Qingyin's hand, about three inches long, and wanted to let go after playing for a while, to destroy the black fog under his feet, and the grudge under the grave.

In the end, the sword did not fly.

That invisible voice still makes him wait...

His eyes returned to the grave, thinking rapidly in his mind, and deduced something...

There are a lot of mass graves in the wolf ridge, and there are countless white bones and souls buried under the soil.

After hundreds of years of brewing, it accumulated more and more, and it was connected underground, and gradually formed a grudge.Finally, shortly after the arrival of the Everbow Inn, when the rules of heaven and earth gradually formed, the anger gave birth to a grudge...

But I don't know why.

This grudge seems to be missing something, and there is no real breath of life.

He thought hard and wanted to know the reason.

However, when the black fog continued to devour the vitality of the wolf ridge, there was a bad guess in the heart, so that his face gradually became condensed.

This grudge may not be easy, it will be worse than he thought.

If he shoots now, it is only a matter of two swords, but when the grudge devours the life of the wolfling, I am afraid it is not easy to deal with.

But there was a voice that kept him waiting.

He thought about it, and finally waited, to see what grievances were going to breed in Wolf Ridge, and why there would be a voice for him to wait.

...