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

At this moment, Lang Qing's panic reached its peak.

It’s him, it’s him, it’s him!

The fear that had just been suppressed was aroused again.

Six years passed. When everyone in the outside world thought that the Great Immortal Qingniu, who suddenly appeared so arrogantly and then suddenly disappeared in Black Wind Mountain, had most likely died, he came back.

During this period, Xiangcheng was besieged several times, but he did not show up, and the news of his death was almost confirmed.

After all, the danger of Black Wind Mountain has been a legend for thousands of years.

Otherwise, even if Langqing had a hundred times the courage, he would not dare to jump out and confront Xiangcheng.

Courage is gained through testing step by step.

But it is like a bubble that bursts if you poke it.

"Who is coming?"

Scorpion King Ancestor narrowed his cold eyes, as if asking a question knowing the answer.

"I shall always keep my name and surname, and I am the Great Green Ox Immortal."

Qin He stretched out his hand, and the large black shovel flew into his hand with a whoosh. He carried it on his shoulder and asked again with a smile, "Have you eaten? If not, I'll treat you. There are some delicious fruits. If you can't finish it, you can take it away."

As soon as these words were spoken, the Third Patriarch's face changed drastically.

The playful Green Ox Immortal uttered the cruelest words in a relaxed tone.

There's no sign of fear at all.

"Boy, I see that you have some abilities despite your young age. If I were you, I would be more gentle and give up this city as an apology. Otherwise, you will suffer a loss if you die here today." The Scorpion King's eyes grew colder.

Six years ago, the Blood Crow Ancestor was defeated, but he was only defeated. It is said that he fought back and forth.

One-on-one, and I can still persist.

Three to one, the advantage is on my side, no doubt about it.

"Don't worry about that. May I ask your name so that we can know who you are when a fight breaks out?" Qin He asked with a smile.

"This ancestor is the Scorpion King."

"What about you?" Qin He looked at Huang He Laojun again.

"I am Huang He, and I have long heard of the mighty name of the Great Immortal Qingniu. I would appreciate your guidance."

"It's easy to talk about."

"Brothers, let's kill him together to avoid disturbing our ears." The old wolf's eyes became more fearful, and while he spoke, Wolf Green whispered to him more.

The murderous intent of the Black Pool and the Blood Crow Ancestor, any one of them is enough to suppress or even crush them.

At this time, there is no need to talk about martial ethics.

"Boy, since you dare to show up, you should know what you will face. Today, don't blame us for winning unfairly. If you want to regret it, it's not too late now." Huang He Laojun said.

"Come on, come on. It's been six fucking years. We're in a hurry." Qin He waved his hand.

"He doesn't know what's good for him, kill him!"

The Scorpion King roared, and his tail hook shot up into the sky like a bolt of lightning, like a terrifying divine chain of order. The surrounding air instantly became violent, with howling winds and shifting clouds. Even the earth began to tremble, as all creatures seemed to sense the Scorpion King's wrath and majesty.

Finally, the Scorpion King's tail hook turned down at an astonishing speed and slammed straight towards Qin He, like a meteorite falling from the sky. Wherever the tail hook passed, the space cracked, and black cracks spread like a spider web.

"Buzz!"

Huang He Laojun's body flashed, and he instantly turned into an extremely huge divine crane. Suddenly, a red light flashed on his forehead, like a scorching sun rising suddenly. The terrifying aura made the surrounding space ripple.

Amidst the blinding red light, a sharp feather, approximately two feet long and crystal clear like jade, quietly emerged. Like an indestructible sword, it emitted a chilling, chilling light. Following a long roar from the Yellow Crane Lord, the feather sped towards Qin He at astonishing speed, seemingly severing the void wherever it passed.

At the same time, the old wolf ancestor did not rest either. He opened his mouth and spit out a round black pill with blood-colored lightning jumping on it, vaguely interweaving into a blurry skull ghost face.

The three ancestors attacked together without mercy.

Seeing this, Qin He rubbed his fingers together, and with a "hum" sound, a huge golden light shield quickly took shape and fell down with a bang, covering himself in the center when the tail hook was about to land.

The secret method of Buddhism, the Golden Bell Cover.