After a change of position, Su Tang instantly caught up with the young man, raised his hand and hit the young man's back, and smashed the young man's back.

Although the power of the Youkong Hammer was greatly reduced, it was far less than that of the hammer released by Xie Bubian on the same day, it still cannot be underestimated. Wherever the hammer tip passed, the air seemed to boil and whistle like a muffled thunder.

The middle-aged man knew that he had no time to escape, so he had to turn around, throw away the sword curtain, and try to block the Youkong Hammer.

Su Tang was a little helpless, grabbed the faint iron chain with both hands, and removed most of the strength of the Youkong Hammer.

He wanted to refine the spiritual weapon, so he naturally had to prevent the other party's spiritual weapon from being destroyed by the Youkong Hammer.

Boom... The sword curtain that the young man swung was smashed by the Youkong hammer, his face turned red, and his body flew backwards involuntarily, which helped him. The next moment, he suddenly turned around and shot desperately into the distance.

Su Tang was also flying forward, and then a black shadow came out from him and chased the middle-aged man at an unparalleled speed. Then Su Tang's figure swapped with the black shadow again, greatly shortening the distance between the two sides.

The young man was frightened and rushed straight towards the canopy of a big tree. He did not dare to change direction at will. The detour represented slowing down. Originally, the speed was far inferior to that of a person, and if he took the initiative to slow down, it would undoubtedly be suicide.

The next moment, the middle-aged man rushed into the canopy, and then he realized something was wrong, but it was too late to quit.

The branches turned into spiritual snakes, rushing to wrap around his body. Countless leaves were like thin knives, and in the blink of an eye, his clothes were cut into pieces.

The young man madly activates his spiritual veins, then exhales and opens his breath, buzzing... With the full force of his breath, all the branches and leaves around him were shattered, and he finally regained his freedom.

At this time, Su Tang was approaching, with a bright red battle gun in his hands, stabbing the back of the young man like lightning. At the same time, a black shadow penetrated from his body and fell behind the young man.

The young man took a long breath, and the panic in his eyes quickly faded away, and replaced by his fighting spirit of burning his boats. With his wrist, he threw out a sword curtain and faced Su Tang's gun.

Su Tang flashed, and he changed his position with the magic puppet. He appeared strangely behind the middle-aged man, and was anxiously stabbed at the middle-aged man after the battle gun.

The middle-aged man actually made a fool of himself. He had already understood Su Tang's skills and saw the black shadow floating behind him. He was ready. While Su Tang's figure flashed, he immediately turned around and the sword light slashed towards Su Tang's neck fiercely.

While Su Tang pierces him, he will also cut off Su Tang's head.

Su Tang's gun was less than two inches away from the chest of the middle-aged man, and the sword of the middle-aged man was only more than a foot away from Su Tang's neck. The ending of death seemed to be unchanged. The middle-aged man smiled grimly, and Su Tang also smiled.

Swish... Su Tang and the demon-fit puppet completed the position change again. The middle-aged man broke the demon-fit puppet with one sword. Su Tang's battle spear penetrated the middle-aged man's back, and the tip of the gun came out of his chest.

How... can I change it back... The middle-aged man stared at the tip of the gun that was exposed on his chest. He wanted to try his best to turn over and look at Su Tang, but he could no longer turn his body. Then he felt his eyes turn black and his head drooped softly.

Su Tang raised his wrist and the corpse of the young man was thrown away from the battle gun, flew seven or eight meters away, and fell heavily to the ground.

Su Tang then fell, prying open the fingers of the young man, picked up the sword, and looked at it carefully for a moment. This sword was very ordinary, but better than nothing.

I searched the middle-aged man for a while and found nothing, but only a stack of gold tickets, seven or eight small porcelain bottles containing spiritual medicines. There are several types of spiritual medicines that Su Tang recognized and spiritual cultivation pills. It can be seen that the middle-aged man did not have a good life. Can spiritual cultivation pills be considered elixirs? He actually carried it with him like a baby...

Su Tang walked back to the bridge and searched the old man's body. The harvest was not as good as that of the middle-aged man. The great masters of the Demon Gu Sect are so poor? But... it's still far from Qixiang Fortress, and when I came up, I met two Grand Masters. Could it be that the foundation of the Demon Gu Sect is as strong as the Holy Sect? Fighters are not as good as dogs, and the Grand Masters are walking all over the ground... It seems that this trip will not be as easy as I thought.

Su Tang threw both bodies into the river water. It was no problem to destroy the corpses, but it was impossible to destroy the traces. The turf and broken stones that were lifted up in the battle just now could not be restored.

After a moment, Su Tang walked into a forest, chose a thicker tree, flew up to the top, and began to sit quietly and regulate his breathing. He was not worried about being discovered, and thoughts arose, and the surrounding branches and leaves gathered towards him, blocking him tightly.

It was not until dark that Su Tang left the woods. The big stick and the long sword had been refined. The long sword was a level three spirit soul, and the big stick was a level five spirit soul. With two more spirit souls, he could clearly sense that his spiritual power had been improved slightly, which was an immediate effect.

Late at night, Su Tang began to approach the Qixiang Fort in the distance. The weather was beautiful. Tonight, the sky was full of dark clouds, no stars or moon. He turned on his magic clothes and his figure was shrouded in a faint smoke. Unless he walked face to face, it would be impossible to find him.

It seemed that the people in the fort had been heard of their deaths and were on high alert, from the inner castle to the outer castle, from the high walls to the streets, there were sentries everywhere.

But this is not difficult for Su Tang. The torch could not shine far in this night. Su Tang's speed was very fast. In a blink of an eye, he climbed over the high wall and jumped into the inner castle.

In two hours, Su Tang walked around the entire inner castle and found nowhere to be noticed. The only suspicious thing was a two-story building behind the inner castle. There were about thirty warriors on the night front and back of the building, but they couldn't get in.

Su Tang can minimize the fluctuations emitted to the lowest level while turning on the magic equipment, which makes people unable to detect them, but if he is moving in the air, there is no way to hide them.

Go in? Just as Su Tang was hesitating, he suddenly saw a man wearing a big black cloak walking out of the building. Seeing that person, the warriors on the night immediately straightened their bodies, staring without squinting, and seemed very nervous.

The man in the cloak slowly walked towards a corner gate. As he walked, a few grasses quietly touched his uppers. The man in the cloak did not notice it and turned a few turns in the yard and walked into a small yard.

Several maids came up to him, and the man in the cloak said something, then walked into a room where there was a large bathtub. Under the maid's service, he took off his cloak, took off his clothes, and stepped into the bathtub.

Su Tang waited outside for a while, and with his thoughts, a black shadow floated out of his body, and then crawled on the ground, like a shadow.

The black shadow slowly moved forward and drilled into the crack of the door below. Although the black shadow was made of smoke, under Su Tang's control, it could transform back and forth between virtual and real at any time.

The black shadow gently took off the cloak, crawled on the ground, and swam back quietly. If someone saw it at this time, he would definitely think that the cloak miraculously had his own life.

The person in the bathtub was teasing the maid and did not notice the change in the cloak at all.

Soon, Su Tang took the cloak from the black shadow, put it on his body, pressed the hood low to cover most of his face, then lowered his head and walked towards the small building.

At the corner of the cloak, there were three snake-shaped lines embroidered, which should be the symbol of identity. As for what it represents, Su Tang didn't know.

Su Tang just wanted to try it. It would be great if he could get in. If someone saw through it, then he would turn his back on his face.

Su Tang recalled the walking posture of the man, imitating it so similarly, approaching the small building, the warriors on the night saw Su Tang and straightened their bodies again.

When the man walked out, he did not talk to the warriors. Su Tang also remained silent, walked to the door, gently pulled it open, and stepped in.

There is a hall inside, and a spiral staircase in front leads directly to the upper floor. There are warriors next to the spiral staircase and on both sides of the gate. Su Tang hesitated for a moment. He didn't know where to go. When several samurai saw Su Tang coming in, one of them immediately ran to the wall and pushed the wall with both hands. Then, the wall slowly moved away, revealing a dark hole.

Su Tang breathed a sigh of relief. The other party's attentiveness made him much more relaxed.

Walking into the entrance of the cave, step by step down the stone steps, a long corridor appeared in front of you. When you walk to the end, you open the door, and a bizarre world appeared in front of you.

There is a row of iron fences around it, and there is a big pit below. The walls of the pit are covered with colorful stones. It is logical that if there are too many colors, it should be very gorgeous, but none of those colors are pure, with gray in red and green in yellow. Anyway, it is not very comfortable to see.

There are countless scorpion and ants crawling along the pit walls. The number is too large, making the scalp numb and the air has an indelible smell of rottenness.

At the bottom of the pit, several people were busy, with grooves on the ground one after another, like a whirlpool. In the center of the whirlpool, a woman was nailed to the ground by a nail, and her body spread out into a "big," she struggled while making a painful cry, but those people had no time to pay attention to her.

"Are you ready?" said a hoarse voice: "You'll start when you're ready."

A man grabbed black powder from his pocket and sprinkled it into the grooves on the ground. Then another man took the small jar in the corner of the wall and carefully opened the cover of the jar.

The moment the altar cover opened, several people avoided it from afar, as if the things inside were terrible.

A red slurry-like thing slowly overflowed from the mouth of the jar, flowing into the groove, and slowly flowing along the groove. Although Su Tang's senses were very sharp, the light here was a bit strange and he couldn't see clearly.

The slurry thing finally approached the woman, and the woman's screams suddenly became high-pitched, and her body expanded little by little.
Chapter completed!