"These auras belong to Huangshan Mountain and belong to my Nie family. How can they be passed on to others in private!"

I saw an old monk with white eyebrows seemed to descend from the sky, with a menacing aura, he rushed directly in front of Xia Tian and the others.

Although the old monk has white eyebrows and beards, his figure is not old at all. On the contrary, he looks like a vajra arhat who is going out to subdue demons with a Zen staff.

Behind him are four or five young and strong young monks, also holding sticks in their hands, one or two of them are quite familiar, they seem to be Mingji and Mingku, who were kicked away by Xia Tian before, unexpectedly met.

"Third Uncle, you, why are you here?" Nie Xiaoli had a look of astonishment on his face when he saw this tall old monk with white eyebrows.

The white-browed old monk glared at Nie Xiaoli angrily: "You still have the face to ask, you actually colluded with outsiders and tried to seize the Huangshan spiritual vein, you are simply not worthy of living, and you have insulted the style of Nie's family, why don't you die?"

As expected of an old guy who lived seventy or eighty years old, his mouth is full of feudal patriarchal tone.

It's normal to be able to say such foul-smelling words.

"Old idiot, are you looking for death? How dare you call my stewardess wife." Xia Tian raised his eyes and looked at the old monk unhappily.

When the old monk with white eyebrows heard this, his face was contemptuous, and he said coldly: "You are Zhang Mingtuo's apprentice, what's your name? That kid Nie Hongfei mentioned your name to me."

"Go back to the abbot, his name is Xia Tian." The monk Mingji behind him hurriedly reminded him.

"Yes, it's called Xia Tian." The old monk with white eyebrows nodded lightly, and said again: "If you dare to beat up my apprentice like this, even if you kneel on the ground and beg for mercy today, don't let me let you go."

Xia Tian curled his lips: "You are mentally ill, you'd better go back and wait for death slowly, then you can live for at least another day or two." "Heh, how dare you curse your Grandpa Buddha, it's really kind." The old monk with white eyebrows snorted coldly With a sound, he stretched his hands towards Xia Tian: "However, I don't have time to beat you to death now, first hand over the Huangshan Spirit Vein you just took away, it can temporarily save you from death

. "

"The Huangshan Spirit Vein is not yours either." Nie Xiaoli couldn't help retorting: "Even if you want to return it, it will be returned to Huangshan."

The old monk with white eyebrows was furious, and shouted: "You don't have a place to talk here, shut up!"

As soon as he raised his hand, Nie Xiaoli's face was slapped with a slap as big as a cattail fan.

"Snapped!"

With such strength, even rocks could be crushed directly.

"what!"

Sure enough, half a second later, the monk named Mingji screamed, suddenly fell down covering his face, and passed out in an instant.

"Huh?" Seeing this situation, the old monk with white eyebrows couldn't help being stunned, and then stared at Xia Tian angrily: "It's you who played the trick, Zhang Mingtuo also had a similar method back then, it really was his apprentice, even this kind of insidious move It's exactly the same." Xia Tian yawned lazily, and said disdainfully: "So you have a brain disease, and it's completely different, but you didn't notice it at all. The master used the shadow-following form of the Nine Needles of the Ghost Gate , that kind of stitching is too backward, I nine

When you are old, you don't need it. "

"Hehe, this mouth also likes to brag about it." The old monk with white eyebrows sneered, "It just so happens that Zhang Mingtuo killed many members of my clan back then, and I want some interest back from you today."

Xia Tian shook his head: "You idiots are cowards. You don't dare to take revenge, you only dare to find the enemy's younger generation. But it's a pity, I am more than a hundred times stronger than my master, you are courting death."

"Then let's see who is dead!" The old monk with white eyebrows was impatient, and said to the young monk behind him, "Set up the formation, seven...six absolutes will open the formation!"

Because Monk Mingji had already fallen to the ground and would not be able to wake up for a while, Qijue could only become Liujue.

However, the old monk Baimei felt that it didn't matter if one person was missing, anyway, he didn't think that Xia Tian would have much strength.

Back then, Zhang Mingtuo was only good at medical acupuncture. In fact, his martial arts were rare and ordinary. How much fighting power could the apprentices he taught have? "This kind of formation is so weak that I don't even bother to shoot." Xia Tian couldn't pull himself together, turned his head and said to the golden monkey: "Hey, monkey, as long as you defeat these idiots, I will not only give you the aura of Huangshan, Give you a cure for your brain, maybe

to restore memory. "

"Are you serious?" Elder Sister Jinsi suddenly got excited, pointing at Xia Tian: "Don't go back on your word!"

Xia Tian pouted: "I'm not interested in cheating a monkey."

"Then it's settled." Sister Jinsi was overjoyed. What she desires most now is to restore some memories, at least to remember who she is and where she came from. of monkeys.

The old monk with white eyebrows raised his finger and shouted at his disciples: "Don't worry about her, we'll take care of her together."

After the six young monks took the order, they immediately dispersed and surrounded Xia Tian, ​​Nie Xiaoli and sister Jinsi. As for Huang Yi, these people were not strong enough to see.

Of course, the old monk with white eyebrows could see Huang Yi, but he had other plans, so he ignored him on purpose.

"Stick up, join the formation!"

There were also some Mingku monks with blue nose and swollen face suddenly shouted, swung the stick in his hand, and stabbed at Xia Tian's back first.

Xia Tian stood still, didn't even look at him.

"Great, I won't stab you to death this time!" Monk Mingku obviously wanted to take the opportunity to avenge himself, so he didn't spare any effort.

It's just that the stick he stabbed out was gently grabbed by Sister Jinsi before it touched Xia Tian.

"This..." Monk Mingku showed a look of astonishment on his face, "You can actually hold my stick?"

"Is your stick heavy? Why can't you hold it?" Sister Jinsi glared at Monk Mingku, turned around and swept him away with her tail.

Seeing this, several other people acted accordingly, and threw five iron rods at Sister Jinsi from all directions.

"Will she be in danger?" Looking at the situation, Nie Xiaoli couldn't help feeling a little worried.

Xia Tian said lightly: "Stewardess wife, don't worry, they are not the opponent of that female monkey. The real danger is not her, but..."

"Who is it?" Nie Xiaoli asked suspiciously.

"Of course it's him." Xia Tian turned slightly and looked at Huang Yi.

Nie Xiaoli immediately turned around and looked over, and suddenly saw the old monk with white eyebrows appearing behind Huang Yi at some point, and immediately shouted in alarm: "Be careful, behind you!"

"Huh?" Huang Wei's heart trembled, and he also felt a life-and-death crisis, his face could not help but change color suddenly, but it was too late to dodge at this time.

"If you want to avoid it, it's too late!" A black air rose from the palm of the old monk with white eyebrows, and suddenly his palm turned into a claw, and he clasped Huang Yi's throat with his backhand.

Huang Yi's grief and indignation were indescribable, if he hadn't been trapped for hundreds of years, and his body and soul were empty, how could he be controlled by such a mortal.

"Haha, that dragon is gone, I can't let you run away too." The old monk with white eyebrows couldn't help laughing grinningly after he got it, "Although the aura in your body is only one-third of the original, it's still enough I have used it."

"You Nie clan have received the favor of Huangshan for generations, is this how you repay your kindness?" Huang Yi found that he couldn't break free from the opponent's hand, and was startled again: "Who did you learn this soul restraining technique from?"

The white-browed old monk laughed: "Of course it was taught by that adult, haven't you learned his methods before?"

"Sure enough it's him again." Huang Wei was full of hatred, and said to himself: "It's just that you don't want to be complacent, he's just using your Nie family's lineage, and after it's done, you will surely die at his hands. "

The old monk with white eyebrows said lightly: "Hmph, of course I know, but as long as I absorb you completely, it's not certain who will kill who at that time."

"Another idiot who wants to eat farts." Xia Tian couldn't help laughing when he heard these words, "Stewardess wife, if you want to take charge of the Nie family, you must get rid of such mentally ill people." "Hehe, you still want to take charge of the Nie family, little girl, what are you?" The old monk with white eyebrows scolded very disdainfully: "The Nie family is mine, after I recover from my cultivation and break through a few levels , when the time comes to kill that dog Nie Yuntian

Xi, and then ascend to the position of Patriarch. Under my management, the Nie family will surely become the number one family in the world, why should they live in such a poor place. "

"Huangshan isn't a ruined place, it's you who is ruined!" Nie Xiaoli categorically retorted: "You are not even worthy of being a human being. Now that you turn around and imprison yourself in Yunxian Temple for the rest of your life, I can still ask Xia Tian to let you go. "I don't have time to talk nonsense with you. I need to get what should belong to me now!" The old monk Baimei didn't even bother to listen, but was just buying some time so that he could prepare in advance. He had a hunch that the lord would It's coming soon, he must catch

Time is running out.

As he said that, the black air in his palm instantly exploded, enveloping Huang Yi's entire body in a short time.

"Soul Forbidden Demon Breaker, break it for me!"

Not long after, wisps of green fresh air were continuously drawn out from Huang Yi's body.

"Xiamen, help me stop him." Nie Xiaoli had no choice but to ask Xia Tian for help.

Xia Tian put his arms around Nie Xiaoli's slender waist, and said lightly: "Stewardess wife, don't worry, the good show is still to come, just watch it first."

Nie Xiaoli still looked puzzled and panicked: "If Huangshan's spiritual veins are sucked away, the consequences will be unimaginable. How can I not be in a hurry?"

"Stewardess wife, take it easy first." Xia Du sent a ray of ice and fire aura to Nie Xiaoli, instantly calming her down.

Nie Xiaoli felt a trace of coolness in his body, and his mood was indeed relieved. On the other side, the old monk with white eyebrows was already digesting the aura pouring into his body, and laughed wildly: "Yes, that's the feeling, this is power, this is power. When I have this power, whether it is Nie Yuntian, or Zhang Ming

Tuo, or anyone else, will become my defeat and die at my hands, hahaha... eh? "

After a few laughs, the old monk with white eyebrows suddenly frowned, and then his eyeballs protruded, as if they were about to explode.

"He is..." Nie Xiaoli was taken aback by this situation. "Spiritual Qi is not something that anyone can absorb if they want to." Xia Tian yawned lazily, "This idiot doesn't understand this principle, so he is purely seeking his own death."