Chapter 1090 An Old Friend From Thousands of Years Ago

The old man looks like he has reached his octogenarian age, and he looks old.

But his body is still tall and straight, his spirit is hale and hearty, his skin and complexion are crystal clear like jade, just like rejuvenating his youth.

The sharp-cut face is full of vicissitudes and the ups and downs of the world, and a pair of clear and bright eyes contain the wisdom to understand the mysteries of the world.

Although he is old, it can still be seen that he must have been a handsome and martial arts genius when he was young.

He stepped on the soft grass with steady steps, the green robe on his body was spotless, and a linen belt was tied around his waist.

She has long gray hair, with two blue jade hairpins stuck on her temples, scattered from the back of her head to her waist.

He looked at the Demon Commander Mingye calmly, frowned slightly, and murmured to himself: "The evil of the Demon Race?"

His tone was cold and indifferent, with a faint hint of murderous intent.

Mingye Moshuai stared at him closely for a few times, and felt his strength and aura, and immediately shrank his pupils.

After hesitating for a while, he said in a cold tone: "Old man, this matter has nothing to do with you, please get out of the way!"

Obviously, he was also afraid of the strength of the old man in green robe, and he didn't want to have more details, let alone conflict with him.

However, the green-robed old man raised his eyebrows, and a sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth.

"Hehehe... This is the land of Zhongzhou, you devil dare to step into our territory, how can you have nothing to do with this old man?

Furthermore, why does the old man need a reason to kill the demons? "

While talking, he slowly raised his palms, and a dark blue brilliance gushed out from his body.

"Swish Swish Swish Swish!"

The surging dark green brilliance flew in all directions and landed around the valley.

In the blink of an eye, the dark blue brilliance condensed into a mask with a radius of thirty miles, covering the entire valley.

This area was immediately blocked and controlled by the old man in green robe.

On the grassland in the valley, the endless green grass, flowers and trees immediately receded like a tide, and disappeared completely in the blink of an eye.

The Demon Commander Ming Ye clenched his fists secretly, with the surging and mighty magic power accumulated in his body, his whole body glowed with a dark and cold light of death.

"Old man, do you really want to be my enemy?"

He drank in a low and cold tone, full of warning.

The green-robed old man didn't seem to hear what he said, he brushed off his sleeves, a blue light flashed in his palm, and a dark blue wooden stick as thick as a child's arm appeared.

The whole body of the wooden stick was blue, and a few branches emerged, just like the branches that were broken off from a certain tree just now.

But this seemingly ordinary dark blue wooden stick is by no means ordinary, not even a common thing.

Holding the dark green wooden stick in his right hand, he patted his left palm lightly, and said expressionlessly: "The old man's Wuya stick has not been used for many years, and I will use you to practice my hand today."

When the words fell, he shook his right hand, and swung the Wu Ya stick towards Mingye Moshuai.

Even though the two of them were separated by a thousand meters, Moshuai Mingye felt that the green wooden stick was like hitting his head.

He was about to use his skills to resist, and cast a spell to launch a counterattack, but six dark blue sword lights appeared above his head out of thin air.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

Mingye Moshuai was caught off guard, and was struck by six dark blue sword lights on the spot, causing a dull bang.

The dark-brown fertile land was blasted out of a deep pit with a radius of ten miles, splashing dust all over the sky.

The berserk dark blue sword light blasted Mingye Moshuai into the ground, lying on the bottom of the pit in a state of embarrassment.

His protective black light demonic energy was all cut to pieces by the dark blue sword light, and even the Nine Nether Battle Armor he was wearing had six dents.

Even though the Nine Nether Battle Armor was not cut, he was also shocked with internal injuries, and black devil blood overflowed from his mouth and nose.

He struggled to get up, his eyes widened in disbelief, staring at the Wuya stick in the hands of the green-robed old man, and shouted in a low voice: "What kind of magic weapon is this? It can actually hurt my commander's Nine Nether Battle Armor? It's impossible , absolutely impossible!"

The greatest reliance of Ming Ye Moshuai is the Nine Nether Battle Armor he wears.

According to legend, this is a battle armor taken from the Nine Nether Underworld. Although it is not a divine weapon, it is better than a divine weapon.

And the seemingly ordinary wooden stick in the hands of the green-robed old man is not like a carefully refined magic weapon at all, it can leave dents on the Nine Nether Battle Armor.

How unbelievable is this?

The green-robed old man raised his brows, and said expressionlessly: "Nine Nether Battle Armor? Can it actually block the old man's Wu Ya Cudgel? Yes, it seems that you have a high status in the Demon Race!"

While talking, his figure flashed and rushed to the side of Demon Commander Ming Ye, swung Wu Ya Stick again, and smashed Demon Commander Ming Ye hard.

His charging posture and the way he swung the wooden stick looked like a mortal fighting, simple and rough.

There are no moves at all, let alone fancy movements and lighting.

But it was such a simple and unadorned attack that made Master Ming Ye feel like he was facing a formidable enemy, his eyes were extremely solemn.

"You...you have reached the half-step Primordial Spirit Realm, and are about to cross that threshold?"

While horrified in his heart, he immediately released endless black mist magic energy to hide himself.

"call out!"

With a flash of his figure, he teleported thousands of meters away and escaped from the huge pit.

However, the green-robed old man also followed like a ghost, and slammed his stick on the top of his head.

"Boom!"

Amidst the deafening bangs, Demon Commander Ming Ye was thrown backwards and flew twenty miles away, and slammed into the dark blue light curtain on the edge of the valley.

The black helmet he was wearing was deeply dented by the smash, revealing a palm-wide deep ditch.

The terrifying impact broke his neck and bones, made him dizzy and almost passed out.

Moshuai Mingye was even more terrified, and couldn't believe the result.

He hurriedly got up from the ground, using his kung fu to perform secret techniques, and connected the broken neck bones.

Seeing the green-robed old man chasing him with Wuya stick, he didn't dare to stop at all, and flew into the sky, just wanting to escape.

The old man in green robe flashed his whole body, and teleported five miles away, chasing after him.

"Try the new sword technique created by the old man, chasing the soul with one sword!"

Although he was talking about swordsmanship, he held the Wuya stick in his right hand and slammed it hard at the back of Demon Commander Ming Ye.

A vast blue light gushed out from the Wuya stick, condensing into a 100-meter-long giant blade of blue light, which instantly tore apart the sky, and slammed into Mingye Demon Commander.

"Boom!"

Another muffled loud noise erupted, and Demon Master Ming Ye was sent flying out again, rolling and falling towards the entrance of the valley.

The black armor on his back left another long and narrow dent, and his internal organs were more seriously injured.

However, the Nine Nether Battle Armor blocked most of the power for him, and this injury was nothing to him.

He fell to the entrance of the valley with a "plop", and waved his palms without hesitation, unleashing his life's power to chop out two black lights of death.

Two sharp black light blades slashed at the green-robed old man and the blue light sky at the entrance respectively.

The old man in the green robe was not afraid at all, and swung the Wuya stick to emit blue light, blocking the attack of the black light and sharp blade.

The black light blade suddenly collapsed and shattered into pieces all over the sky.

But he was also knocked back a thousand kilometers by the berserk force before he could stand firm.

After he stabilized his figure, he saw that the dark blue sky was torn apart by another black light blade.

The Night Demon Commander turned into a black light, passed through the gap with a "shua", escaped from the valley as fast as lightning, and flew away into the distance.

"You still want to escape?" The green-robed old man frowned, and chased after him murderously.

But at this moment, from the broken sword in the corner of the valley, there was a sound of burial.

It yelled to the green-robed old man through sound transmission: "Little Ye Zi, don't chase after him, it's important to save people!"

Hearing this voice suddenly, the old man in green robe froze and stopped walking.

With difficulty, he turned his head to look at the corner of the valley, and murmured in disbelief, "Bu... Zangtian?"