"Ahem! You...are you a cultivator?"
Xiao Junhao looked at the old man in black robe floating over, his little face turned pale, and asked.
"Hehehe! Yes, yes, at such a young age, even cultivators know it. Yes, I am a cultivator. I am a soul cultivator of Xuanyin Fahun Sect."
"It is your blessing to meet me. I will make your soul immortal and your body never decay. As long as you are willing to give your soul to me, I can make you immortal."
The old man in black robe came to Xiao Junhao, smiled strangely, and said hoarsely.
"If I hand my soul over to you, wouldn't my fate also be in your hands?"
Xiao Junhao wiped the blood from his mouth with his hand, looked at the old man in black robe and asked.
"You are so smart, little baby. Leave your destiny to me and I will make you immortal. That is the dream of many people!"
The old man in black robe leaned down, stared at Xiao Junhao, and said seductively.
"Hmph! Immortality? Is it like them? If it is that kind of immortality, I would rather not have it."
Xiao Junhao pointed at the skeleton general and said coldly.
"What's wrong with being like them? Not only do you have great power, but you also have immortality. Hehehehe! I can feel that your soul is very pure and different. I like it very much."
The old man in black robe smiled strangely and looked at Xiao Junhao, with a blazing light shining in his sunken eye holes.
"You...you bad old man, what are you going to do?"
"Hey hey hey! What am I going to do? Hey hey! What do you think I am going to do? Hey hey hey!"
The old man in black robe smiled strangely, stretched out a skinny palm, and slowly grabbed towards Xiao Junhao...
At this moment, a white light flew from a distance at an extremely fast speed and arrived at Xiao Junhao and the others in the blink of an eye.
"what?"
The old man in black robe had a very high spiritual sense, and he noticed the white light as soon as it arrived...
However, the white light did not fly away directly. Instead, it circled around Xiao Junhao and then disappeared...
"Boy, what is that white light? Don't play tricks with me, otherwise, I will make you regret coming to this world. Hand it over to me quickly."
When the old man in black robe saw the white light entering Xiao Junhao's arms and disappearing, he thought it had something to do with Xiao Junhao, so he threatened him in a bad tone.
"What white light? I didn't see anything, what did you ask me to hand over!"
Xiao Junhao really didn't see anything just now. With his current spiritual sense and eyesight, it was impossible to detect anything.
"Hmph! If you don't eat the toast, you will be punished with a drink."
The old man in black robe said angrily, reaching out to search for himself...
Suddenly, a huge black cloud floated over, reaching the top of the black-robed old man and Xiao Junhao in almost the blink of an eye.
The old man in black robe and the eight skeleton generals stared blankly at the black clouds above their heads, not knowing why or what was going on.
"Boom! Click! Click! Boom!"
A sudden burst of thunder and lightning struck directly on the bodies of the black-robed old man and the eight-bone general...
"ah!"
Ba Gujiang was struck by lightning, twitched for a while, and then fell to the ground.
The old man in black robe also screamed suddenly, his whole body was blackened, and his black robe was shattered by the violent lightning, revealing a shriveled body.
"Smelly... little... son, crow... mouth, I... was really... struck by... thunder..."
The old man in black robe opened his mouth, and a stream of white smoke came out of his mouth. Then he stared at Xiao Junhao with a shocked expression. As soon as he finished speaking, he fell to the ground with a "pop".
"I told you before, be careful of getting struck by lightning. It's not my fault!"
Xiao Junhao stared at the scene in front of him for a moment, and then said with a very regretful expression.
"Eh? I seem to be fine? What's going on...? Why did it suddenly thunder? No way, this bad old man has really made God angry!"
Xiao Junhao looked at the black cloud in the sky with a blank expression and muttered to himself.
"Is this bad old man dead?"
"Hey! Bad old man, are you dead? Bad old man, there is no movement, dead? Or fainted? Who cares! I'd better run first out of respect!"
Xiao Junhao got up from the ground, walked to the old man in black robe, kicked him with his feet, and said to himself.
"Old man, wake up, wake up! If you don't run now, then how long will it take? If this bad old man wakes up, he won't be able to run away!"
Xiao Junhao hurriedly ran to the eight-armed demon ape who had already fainted, and called out.
The poor eight-armed demon ape has never had a good time since he was involved in karma with Xiao Junhao, and he almost spent his time injured.
After a long time, the eight-armed demon ape woke up leisurely, but its mental state seemed to be very poor, and its eyes as big as copper bells were dim.
"Old man, what's wrong with you? Get up quickly! Let's run away while that bad old man is struck by lightning."
Xiao Junhao said anxiously.
"Uh! Uh-huh! Uh-huh!"
The eight-armed demon ape lay motionless on the ground. It looked at Xiao Junhao with a pair of eyes filled with lifeless energy. It called out weakly and lowly twice, and then pushed Xiao Junhao with its only big hand that could move. .
"What? You told me to go alone?"
Xiao Junhao seemed to have guessed what the eight-armed demon ape meant, and asked immediately.
"Uh-huh!"
The eight-armed demonic ape blinked at Xiao Junhao, and then pushed him again.
"No, how can I leave you here by yourself? Are you too injured and can't get up? It's all my fault. I'm the one who dragged you down."
Xiao Junhao lay on the eight-armed demon ape, and his voice became choked as he spoke.
"It has been infected by the death energy of the underworld and can no longer survive. You'd better give up on it and leave here quickly!"
At this moment, a lazy voice sounded in Xiao Junhao's ears.
"Huh? Who? Who is talking to me?"
Xiao Junhao was shocked. He looked around and found that there was no one else.
"You don't have to look for it. You can't find it. It's better to leave here quickly! The old man who practiced Yinxie Kung Fu is not dead. It won't be long before he wakes up. If you leave then, you will have to Can’t leave”
That lazy voice sounded in Xiao Junhao's ears again.
"Why are you here? Also, you said that Lao Ba was possessed by the death energy of the netherworld. What happened?"
Xiao Junhao asked.
"Oh! It's so troublesome. Have you seen the black cloud above your head? I am avoiding it. When it goes away, I will leave naturally. As for the eight-armed demon ape..."
"Its vitality has been almost completely devoured by the Netherworld Death Qi, and the Netherworld Death Qi must have been cultivated by that person from the Ghost Sect."
A lazy voice explained impatiently.
"What? So serious? Is there no other way?"
Xiao Junhao asked anxiously.
"Alas! It's too late now, there's nothing we can do."
A lazy voice sighed.
"Ah? How could this happen? Laoba, I'm sorry, it was me who hurt you, wuwu..."
Xiao Junhao looked at the dying eight-armed demon ape and cried sadly...
"Baby, I'm sorry. If you didn't leave that cliff with me, you wouldn't have been so seriously injured along the way, and you wouldn't be in this situation now. It's all my fault, woo hoo!"
Although Xiao Junhao has not been with the Eight-Armed Demon Monkey for a long time, he has always regarded it as a good friend...
Now seeing that the eight-armed demon ape is about to die, Xiao Junhao is sad. At the same time, he is blaming himself, blaming himself for being weak, blaming himself for being selfish, and blaming himself for being... helpless.
Seeing helplessly that the eight-armed demon ape was about to die in pain, but could not be saved, and had no ability to save it, Xiao Junhao felt a strong sense of powerlessness in his heart.
At this time, the black cloud in the sky floated away, slowly drifting to the distant mountains and forests, as if it was looking for something...
"I'm finally leaving, haha! I'm leaving too. Boy, you should leave here quickly! It won't be long before the old man wakes up, haha! I'm going too..."
After the lazy voice finished speaking, a white light flashed and the shield moved into the distance.
"Laoba, please don't want to die, okay? I don't want you to die, wuwu..."
Xiao Junhao ignored the lazy voice. He lay next to the eight-armed demon ape's cheek, crying...
The eyes of the eight-armed demon ape have begun to blur, and it seems that he is really going to die soon.
Xiao Junhao lay on the cheek of the eight-armed demon ape, sad and crying. He suddenly felt uncomfortable being separated by something in his arms...
Xiao Junhao then touched his arms and took out a golden scroll before he remembered what was going on.
"It turns out this is it. Master's instructions, I can't forget them."
Xiao Junhao muttered to himself while putting the golden scroll into his arms again...
But at this moment, the golden scroll that Xiao Junhao had just put in suddenly flew out with thousands of golden lights and floated in front of Xiao Junhao.
Xiao Junhao looked at the golden scroll with a dull expression on his face, unable to come back to his senses for a long time...
