After crossing over, he has no taboos among the zombies.

"Should we go to Black Wind Mountain again?" Wang Tiezhu asked. This was the third time he had proposed this in the past month.

Before this, the group had joined forces to enter Black Wind Mountain four times. It was Wang Tiezhu who suggested it, and Xiao Diao led the way. They found some traces, but in the end they returned empty-handed.

Two years ago, the little mink seemed to have received some information, and it refused to move when Wang Tiezhu proposed it again.

So instinctively, everyone looked at the little mink.

At this moment, the little mink was squatting on top of Lamborghini's head. Seeing everyone looking at her, she stopped licking her little paws, shook her round little head, and continued to lick with her head down.

Seeing this, everyone stopped asking questions.

If something really happened, Xiao Diao would not sit idly by. Being able to shake his head to express his opinion was already a gesture of respect.

However, at this moment, the little mink's expression suddenly changed. He looked up at the sky, his white hair stood up, and he let out a warning howl.

"What's going on?" Wang Tiezhu was shocked.

Everyone's faces changed suddenly, and they all looked up at the sky.

Looking up, the originally clear sky was covered by rolling dark clouds in the blink of an eye, as if a huge black curtain was quickly spread out from the horizon.

These dark clouds rolled violently like surging waves, piling up layer upon layer to form a vast and boundless "inverted sea". The scene was both spectacular and terrifying, as if the sky might collapse at any moment.

"You thieves and bandits from Southern Continent have bullied our Tianlang tribe too much. Come out and die!"

Immediately afterwards, a loud voice came from the sky, shaking the earth and the sky, and the dust in the corners of many houses was shaken to the ground.

Above a black cloud, two figures with wolf heads and human bodies appeared out of thin air.

One of them had a distorted face, and his facial complexion was deformed. It was the Langqing who had just escaped. Next to it was an old wolf in a black robe. He was much taller than Langqing, but a very thin wolf demon. He held a skull banner in his hand, and his eyes were a strange azure blue. Just one look at each other was chilling.

"It's Old Black Wolf!" Wei Wu's face twitched.

"Late stage of Divine Bridge Realm!"

"The old wolf ancestor of Tianlang Valley."

"It's really here, so fast."

"..."

Everyone's face changed drastically. This is what they call "what you fear will come true."

"boom!"

As he was speaking, several monks who were still wandering outside the city were beaten into bloody mud by Lang Qing's palm. He roared to the sky:

"Listen carefully, little thief Nanshan! If you come out now, I'll give you a quick death. But if you let me catch you, I'll tear your souls out and tear your tendons apart one by one!"

"Come out, I'll give you a stick of incense!"

"I'll keep my word, you all must die!"

The disastrous defeat outside the city, and the fact that it was besieged by a group of Dao Palace realm scum, destroyed its reputation and made it almost crazy. It vomited blood several times on the way to escape.

But he never thought that his ancestor would come out of seclusion and take it over.

When I come back, there are nine words to say: Today's revenge will be taken today, and it will not be delayed overnight.

"How to do?"

"It's over, it's over, how do we deal with this?" someone asked in horror.

In the late stage of the Divine Bridge Realm, one person with this kind of combat power is enough to support a large clan, and it is absolutely impossible to defeat them.

"Why are you panicking? We have a city defense formation, it can't break in." Wei Wu said in a low voice to boost morale.

But at this moment, the terrifying pressure of the late Shenqiao Realm descended from the sky, like a huge rock pressing on everyone's hearts and shoulders, which could not be dispelled by just a few words.

Is it really that easy? Can a mink make its fur explode?

So instinctively, everyone looked at Huimi Qiu.

Six years have passed. Hui Mi Qiu has specialized in the art of formation and has become a well-known formation master. He is the only one who has the say on whether this formation can withstand the test.

"Uh, this... uh..."

Gray Rice Hill couldn't help but swallow. Just as it was about to show its weakness, Wei Wu, Wang Tiezhu, and Shen Yuzhu all shot it a slightly sharp look. It quickly changed its tone and said, "As long as we work together, a mere late-stage Divine Bridge Realm cultivator won't be able to defeat this city defense formation."

"That's right, don't be scared by this old black wolf. There's something wrong with this old bastard's cultivation. He won't live for many years. He's very weak." Wei Wu said hurriedly.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

But he was only slightly relieved. No one is a fool and one can see the hesitation on Gray Miqiu's face that he is under great pressure.

"What do you mean, surrender or not? I'll only give you one chance!" At this time, Lang Qing flew over the city defense formation.

Old Black Wolf also looked down from above, his snarl filled with greed as he gazed at the crowd. "Hehehehe... Pure Yang body, prehistoric species, descended from dragon blood. Not bad, not bad. This trip was worthwhile, hehehehe."

"You old bitch, why are you so arrogant? Master Ma is here!"

"Come in and fight me if you dare, damn you!"

"If you can't get in, you're a wimp. I'm Ma Fei, and I won't change my name or surname!"

"..."

Just when everyone didn't know how to answer, the "brave and fearless" Ma Fei jumped out and cursed Old Black Wolf almost pointing at his nose across the protective formation.

The fragrance coming out of his mouth made everyone feel cold from head to toe.