Patriarch Wuhe kept paying attention to Zhang Cheng's expression, and seeing that Zhang Cheng was unmoved, he continued: "Boy, you just came in, and it's normal to be uncomfortable for a while.
But you have to know that even if the ancestor doesn't eat them, sooner or later they will be eaten by the seal, and it's better to cheapen the ancestor than this. ” "People cannibalize people, you can still take it for granted" Zhang Cheng shook his head, "If it was in the yang world, I would have killed you a long time ago." ” The Black Crane Patriarch was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, "Don't kill me, don't think that the ancestor is afraid of you if he treats you well, do you think that the ancestor has cultivated in vain for two hundred years?"
"The thousand-year-old king and eighty-thousand-year-old turtle, living for a long time does not mean that he will be hanged."
The face of the Black Crane Patriarch was gloomy, "Seeing that you are not very old, your tone is not small, I think you are also from the world, and the ancestor will not kill you today."
Hand over the black stick behind your back, and the ancestor will let you out. ” Zhang Cheng laughed, "I said why are you so kind, dare to love my things."
Do you know what this is, and if you guess it, I'll give it to you. ” The Black Crane Patriarch stared at the mourning stick, undisguised the greed in his eyes.
"Although the ancestor doesn't know this stick, he is not blind, this thing can smash the corpse soldiers of the bronze corpse realm with one stick, it must be a first-class magic weapon, at least it is more than six stages of light."
"Poof" Zhang Cheng couldn't help laughing, "I don't even know the crying mourning stick, and I'm embarrassed to say it, it seems that your status in the yang world was not good before, I haven't even seen the yin, I'll open your eyes today."
As soon as the words fell, Zhang Cheng called out a corpse qi and poured it into the mourning stick.
"Buzz" The mourning stick immediately began to tremble, and nine black qi flew out of the stick, circling and flying like nine black dragons, and there was a sharp whistling sound between the frictions.
"Crying and mourning, one crying and two mourning, three more asking for life, kicking legs and breaking intestines" Hearing this screaming sound like a ghost, the Black Crane Patriarch's face was terrified, and his face was sluggish.
"This is" Zhang Cheng sneered: "This is a mourning stick, a high-grade weapon, the whole body is made of nine yin black iron, eight stars and eight diamonds don't want 998, and don't want 888, as long as you have a life" "The weeping funeral stick turned out to be the weeping mourning stick" The Wuhe Patriarch trembled with excitement all over, and looked at Zhang Cheng with wide eyes, "Who are you, are you a yin?"
"Hehe" Zhang Cheng said with a pretending face: "Although I am not a bad person, but I have drunk tea with Cui Shouju, how can I dare to have a quarrel with the impermanence bull head?"
The Black Crane Patriarch's face changed continuously, and he suddenly sneered.
"How about it, even if you have something to do with Yin Si, what if this is the corpse world, the claws of Yin Si can't reach here, the ancestor was already a heavenly master when he came, and now he has been cultivating for more than two hundred years, even if you have a ghost weapon in your hand, what can you do?"
As soon as the words fell, the Black Crane Patriarch suddenly made a move, and two black lights shot out from his eyes, directly taking Zhang Cheng's face.
"Tsk" Zhang Cheng smiled, didn't hide at all, and let the two black lights hit his face, there was no.
The face of the Black Crane Patriarch changed, his short body jumped up, jumped three meters away from Zhang Cheng, his whole body shook, and he slowly changed his appearance.
He was originally only one meter tall, like a dwarf, but now his head has doubled in size, his wrinkled face has been propped up, and his face is like a steamed bun with a few eyes, and he looks even more deformed.
Compared to this huge head, the two eyes of the Black Crane Patriarch were really pitiful, like rats, still dripping, and their eyes were full of cunning and greed, which was really disgusting to the extreme.
Not only that, at this time, the Black Crane Patriarch exuded a green evil aura all over his body, giving people an eerie and terrifying feeling, and there was a little bit of a mage's appearance.
Zhang Cheng frowned, "Look at the way you look now, people are not ghosts, it is better to die back then." ” Ancestor Wuhe snorted, "Your ability is indeed not small, but the ancestor has been refined into a half-demon body in the past few hundred years, and this is still the ancestor's cave, even if you are powerful, how can you hand over the ghost weapon, and the ancestor will let you go, how about it?"
"You treat me as an idiot" Zhang Cheng smiled disdainfully, "Even if the mourning stick is given to you, will you let me go?"
This Black Crane Patriarch has reached the corpse realm, and has become an evil cultivator, and has been practicing for more than two hundred years now, even if his talent is scum, it is estimated that he will be in the middle grade of the Heavenly Master, and his hard power is slightly higher than his own.
And this guy can survive in the corpse world for hundreds of years, there must be some means.
Now that I am not familiar with my life, it is useless to delay for a long time, so it is better to solve it quickly Thinking of this, Zhang Cheng didn't say more, and the corpse qi in his body continued to pour into the mourning stick, and the mourning stick was black and vibrant, shaking violently, and the air around it was quickly absorbed into the stick.
Zhang Cheng was surprised, now he is in the corpse world, corpse qi is everywhere, I don't know how much more than the yang world, these corpse qi free in the air is of little use to him, but the weeping funeral stick can absorb these corpse qi by itself, so his consumption is reduced a lot.
Zhang Cheng was pleasantly surprised in his heart, pointed at the Black Crane Patriarch with a proud face, and shouted.
"Eat my grandson with a stick" The mourning stick slashed down in the air with endless might, and before the stick shadow arrived, the strong wind arrived first, pushing the black crane patriarch back again and again.
The eyes of the black crane patriarch were round, when he was in the world, although he opened a small mountain gate and was respected as the ancestor, but where had he ever seen such a terrible attack, he immediately sacrificed a black short knife, chanted a mantra, and blocked it head-on, trying to block the attack of the weeping and mourning stick that destroyed the world and the earth.
But with just one touch, the black short knife instantly turned into powder, and the rich black qi shrouded the Black Crane Patriarch from top to bottom.
At the critical moment, the black crane patriarch bit the tip of his tongue and spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and shouted urgently.
"Yin and Yang are infinite, and the body melts into heaven and earth as urgent as the law" As the incantation was recited, Zen Master Wuhe's body instantly melted into the ground and disappeared without a trace.
The mourning stick fell to the ground with a loud noise, and the whole cave suddenly flew sand and rocks, and a deep pit with a diameter of two meters appeared on the ground.
"Huh" With a clear sound, the short body of the Black Crane Patriarch came out of the ground more than ten meters away, and as soon as he showed up, he spurted out a large mouthful of blood.
Zhang Cheng was determined in his heart, just now he only used one percent of the corpse qi, but he exerted the power of three percent of the yang world.
"It's going to be gone, it's really the grandson of Tuxing, come again" Zhang Cheng lifted the stick excitedly, but the Black Crane Patriarch shook his whole body, turned around and ran out.
"The green mountains do not change, the green water flows for a long time, boy, we will have a period in the future":