Immortal Martial Venerable

The Wild Ancient Territory is definitely not a good place on the Tenglong Continent. Even if a monk walks in, it may disappear without returning.

In the cultivation world, not many people are willing to enter that unknown area, but some adventurous people haunt the ancient area from time to time.

Where there is danger, there is opportunity. In the ancient wilderness, where immortals are extinct, although there are unknown dangers, there may be treasures of heaven and earth, or ancient ruins in such an inaccessible place.

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The founding masters of the three Daomen encountered great opportunities and obtained the Taoist scriptures, so they established the current Daomen and became one of the few cultivation forces in the world.

Most of the people who entered the barbaric ancient domain, or the ancient ruins, or explored were old monsters in the Yuxu Realm whose lifespan was about to expire.

However, among the team led by the old man surnamed Shang to go to Huanggu this time, none of the members are old monsters in the Yuxu Realm who are dying.

Bypassing that peerless and fierce place, the old man surnamed Shang continued to take three men, three women, and six monks, thinking about the ancient battlefield.

The two young monks were devoured fiercely by that side because they didn't listen to the old man's advice. After this accident, everyone was extremely convinced by the old man. "Fiction" novel chapters are updated the fastest

No one has any objections anymore, and everyone is looking forward to the old man, and dare not do anything out of the ordinary. You must know that this is a wild and ancient land, and only by following the experienced old man surnamed Shang can they enter and exit safely.

The old man did have some skills. Under his leadership, everyone avoided several dangerous places. The old man seemed to know where to go and where not to go.

After nightfall, a group of people came to the vicinity of the ancient battlefield. The old man surnamed Shang led the group to a bare, blood-colored hill and stopped.

"Let's just spend the night here!" The old man looked at the sky, and then carefully observed the surroundings before saying to everyone.

In the wild ancient region of the far west, after nightfall, there are no stars in the sky at all, and only the brown mist is floating between the dark sky and the earth, giving people an extremely oppressive feeling.

The old man led the crowd up to this blood-colored hill, and they noticed that this hill was very strange. The red rocks under their feet seemed to be soaked in fresh blood.

The blood-colored hill is not high, it seems to be only about five or six hundred meters long, and on the halfway up the mountain, stands a huge stone several feet high that looks like a blood-colored agate.

The old man led the crowd towards the bloody boulder,

When they got closer, everyone discovered that there was a dark hole behind the blood-colored boulder.

"Um?"

When everyone saw this, they couldn't help being startled. Some people reached into the storage bag deliberately, grabbed their magic weapon, and became cautious.

Walking in the wild ancient land, anything can happen, only by being careful and always maintaining a high degree of vigilance can you live longer than others.

"Don't worry, there is no danger here. We will spend the night in the cave and enter the ancient battlefield during the day." Seeing how nervous the crowd was, the old man comforted him.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this.

However, just when everyone relaxed, there was a sound of "Hoo!", and a gust of cold wind suddenly rushed out of the dark cave, and everyone changed their colors.

The old man surnamed Shang was the first to apply oil on the soles of his feet, and with a sound of "嗖!", he rushed down the mountain at a speed as fast as he wanted.

"This old thing..."

"This damn guy..."

Everyone was so frightened that they almost jumped up from the ground, cursed secretly, turned around and ran away, that old thing was too unreliable, just said there was no danger here, but he was the first one to run away when there was any movement.

Everyone rushed down from the blood-colored hill like their buttocks were burning. They felt that there was nothing chasing after them, so they stopped, turned and looked back.

It was quiet on the blood-colored hill, without any movement, only the cold wind blowing from time to time, making howls like devil weeping.

"What's going on?" The old man leaned over again, looking up the mountain in surprise.

"Mr. Shang, didn't you say that there is no danger here?" The middle-aged woman in white said to the old man with some displeasure. If she hadn't relied on this old man to guide everyone, she would have been angry long ago.

"Hehe!" The old man stretched out his hand and scratched his messy white hair in embarrassment, and then said to the middle-aged woman: "Maybe I'm too sensitive, please don't take offense at Fairy Yao!"

Along the way, the old man was cold to everyone, but he was respectful to this middle-aged woman in white, not daring to be slighted.

Everyone else was very curious about the relationship between Fairy Yao and this old man. However, curiosity is curiosity, but no one dares to ask.

"I look at the situation of the sky and the earth in the nearby area. There is absolutely no danger here." The old man looked up at Tianyu, and then glanced around for a while.

He didn't notice anything wrong.

So, he climbed up the blood-red mountain again, but at this time, no one was willing to follow the old man up the blood-colored mountain.

Three middle-aged monks and three female monks were watching at the foot of the mountain.

"Hmph! You are so timid, how dare you enter the ancient battlefield?" The old man muttered disdainfully. He raised his head and chest, and strode up the mountain like a hero admired by thousands of people.

"This old thing..." Someone cursed in a low voice.

"This old guy!" Someone gritted his teeth.

The old man seemed to have forgotten who was the first to escape just now. Everyone who heard the old man's words, except for the middle-aged woman, had angry expressions on their faces.

"Roar!"

Just as the old man approached the cave behind the blood-colored boulder, a beast's roar suddenly came out from the cave, and the huge roar sounded powerful in the nearby area and spread far away.

Everyone at the bottom of the mountain was frightened by the beast's roar and almost turned around and fled. At this moment, a black animal shadow rushed out from the cave, and a gust of wind immediately blew in front of the cave entrance.

The old man was also taken aback, and was about to turn around and flee down the mountain, but the ferocious beast flew out of the cave, opened its bloody mouth, and ate at the old man.

The ferocious beast was coming very fast, the old man didn't even have a clear view of the ferocious beast, the ferocious beast had already rushed in front of him.

"Death to the beast!" Without even thinking about it, the old man grabbed forward with both hands, ten fingers, like ten divine swords, pierced forward.

A gust of sinister wind followed the old man's hand, blowing from above the old man's hands. On the halfway up the mountain, there were sudden gusts of sinister wind, and the cold and evil aura made one's heart palpitate.

The kung fu practiced by the old man does not seem to be the right way, but a kung fu that tends to be yin and evil. This old man is definitely not a person in the right way.

"Chick!", "Chick!", "Chick!"...

The ten bright finger lights undoubtedly failed, and all of them shot at the fierce beast. The fierce beast roared fiercely, and was knocked upside down by the fierce finger force, and hit the fierce beast heavily. On the extremely hard blood-colored mountain wall.

The old man was very surprised that his fingers did not penetrate the body of the beast, and at this time, he had already seen the appearance of the beast clearly.

This is a black tiger. To be precise, it is a black tiger with three eyes. On the forehead of this black tiger, there is a tiger eye.

Three tiger eyes, with a dark and fierce light from their hair, were staring fiercely at the old man.

The three-eyed black tiger had already stood up from the ground, its front paws were constantly scratching the ground, and the incomparably hard blood-colored rock was scratched by its sharp claws.

"Still come up to help?" The old man shouted down the mountain, this black tiger seemed to be difficult to deal with, its skin was thick and fleshy, and his fingers, which were strong enough to pierce gold and stone, could not hurt this black tiger.

The ferocious beasts in the ancient wilderness are far more powerful than the ferocious beasts in other places. This three-eyed black tiger is very powerful, and its body is as hard as fine iron, extremely powerful.

"Roar!"

The black tiger let out a loud roar, squatted down, then propped its four paws on the ground, turned into a black light, and rushed towards the old man like a black lightning.

"Shua!"

Just when the old man was about to make a move, a yellow light rushed up from behind him, and immediately he felt a powerful wave of sword energy coming from behind.

The yellow sword light strangled towards the black tiger like a spirit snake. That black tiger seemed to know how powerful it was, and wanted to avoid it.

But the sword light was like lightning, and in an instant, that yellow sword light strangled the black tiger. With a sound of "Shua!", the blood flashed, and the blood spattered. cut two pieces.

Two tiger carcasses fell from the air, and an incomparably stinky bloody smell permeated the void.

"Shua!"

The yellow sword light rolled back, and a white figure came out from behind the old man, and the yellow sword light sank into that person's body immediately, and the cold sword energy that filled the surrounding immediately receded like a tide.

"Thank you Fairy Yao for your help!" The old man cupped his hands and said to the white figure, who was the extraordinary middle-aged woman in white.

"Old Shang is being polite!" Fairy Yao said with a light smile.

"This dead black tiger scares the uncle, it really deserves to die!" A middle-aged monk strode forward and stomped on the ferocious head of the three-eyed black tiger several times.

At this time, everyone had already walked up the mountain.

Suddenly, the old man seemed to feel something, and he raised his head to look at the top of the blood-colored mountain. Then, the old man's dark face showed a look of horror.

Everyone was shocked, and quickly followed his gaze to look up. Everyone's expressions changed instantly, and the two young female monks were shocked, their feet went limp, and they almost sat on the ground.

I saw a tall figure standing on the top of the mountain, a pair of lifeless eyes were scanning the crowd with a terrifying light, and the man was holding a black stick that was eight feet long in his hand.