At dusk, Qingyuan City is like a golden fortress under the sunset, located on the west bank of Yuanfeng River. The humid river wind blows from the Yuanfeng River east of Qingyuan City, giving this Han border town surrounded by mountains on three sides a hint of moistness. As the sunset falls, a bright moon slowly rises from the east.

Ten miles north of Qingyuan City, there is a densely wooded mountain. On the towering mountain, you can see a temple faintly in the mountains.

As night fell, a heavy bell sounded. The bell stopped, and the light shone in the sky. Two gray-robed monks walked out of the temple with lanterns and lit the guide lights on both sides of the mountain gate.

The gradually rising bright light illuminates the steps leading to the mountain gate. The sides of the steps are covered with thick ancient trees, and the swaying branches and leaves sway in the wind in the candlelight. The candlelight leading the street lamp through the pine and cypress branches hanging down on both sides, shining on the banner of the mountain gate, allowing people to see the name of the temple, Cihang Temple.

At the foot of Cihang Temple, a little novice monk poked his head out from under a sycamore tree and stared at the two monks who were lighting lamps on the mountain with a nervous expression, for fear that they would find it if they accidentally did.

The faint candlelight shone on his somewhat thin body, revealing the cloth bag he was holding, which was bulging. I don’t know what it was. He carefully put the cloth bag in his arms and looked at the Cihang Temple with the candlelight, and a little hesitation and anxiety flashed across his tender face.

In the dark woods behind the little shaman, two eyes with green light were gasping for breath, staring at the thin figure under the sycamore tree, suppressing the bloodthirsty desire in his heart.

The two monks who were lighting the lamps were very fast. In just half a stick of incense, they lit all forty-nine guide lights in front of the mountain gate. After lighting the last lamp, the two walked back to Cihang Temple with a chat and a smile, and gently covered the temple gate.

Outside the dim mountain gate, the little shaman looked at the closed temple gate, leaning down against the tree behind, looking at the gate of Cihang Temple from time to time.

"It seems that I can only go back when my master and senior brother fall asleep!" Xiao Shami looked at the two figures busy lighting the lamp and said in a low voice, not finding a pair of bloodthirsty eyes staring at him behind him.

The slight coldness of the night invaded the little shark. The little shark couldn't help but sneeze. He shivered for a moment, wrapped the somewhat wide monk robe on his body, looked around again, and there was already darkness around him, and fear suddenly arose in his heart, and he couldn't help but whisper: "Bless Buddha! Bless Buddha!"

The night gradually became deeper, the night wind roared, and the wind swept away the dark clouds in the sky, leaving only a bright world. The black shadow in the woods suddenly roared and rushed towards the little shaman.

"Huh?" The little shaman felt a roar coming from behind. He turned his head in fear and saw something pounced on him in the darkness behind him in the darkness.

The moment the shadow pounced on the sycamore tree, a slender figure suddenly jumped up, like a sharp spear, jumping from the sycamore tree to the huge black shadow under the tree. The long sword in his hand flashed by, revealing his cold face.

It was a handsome and handsome face with clear edges and corners, clear outlines, and deep eyes made him look a little cold. There was a faint scar on his left cheek, which seemed to be a trace left by his past battles.

Before the little novice monk could see clearly what was going on, he was hit by the giant claws coming from behind. In a severe pain, his thin body was like a kite with a broken string, drew a graceful arc in the air, and finally hit the stone steps in front of the mountain gate of Cihang Temple.

Vaguely, the little shaman seemed to see a tall body, holding a fairy sword with blue light, standing in front of him like a god coming to the world.

He struggled for a moment, trying to stand up, but the pain of the broken bone made him scream in pain as soon as he moved. He endured the severe pain and wanted to see the figure in front of him clearly, but his vision quickly blurred, his mouth and nose were bleeding, and he gradually lost consciousness, and finally fainted.

At the same time, Gu Qi's sword was like silver frost, and it dripped bright sparks. Then a few drops of dark red liquid flowed down with the giant claw and dripped onto the somewhat broken ground.

He was dormant on Yanming Mountain for a day, looking for the appearance of this monster. He only found the trace of this monster at dusk today and followed it all the way. He thought that this monster would capture it when he attacked the little shark, but unexpectedly the monster was extremely fast and he was one step too late to prevent the monster from attacking it. Gu Qi felt a little annoyed and said in his heart: "Sincere."

"Roar!" The huge black shadow let out a painful roar, and its huge body jumped up and retreated three feet away, with fierce eyes and stared at the figure in front of him.

Before the black shadow could move, Gu Qi's eyes were like lightning, the cold light in his hand spread, the sword was like a wild dance, and the momentum shot straight into the darkness ahead like a sea of ​​rushing seas, stabbing at the huge black shadow.

In the dark shadow, there seemed to be a wolf howling fury, and the giant claws covered with fluff were stretched out like lightning, and the sword light that shook Gu Qi's sword danced. But Gu Qi's sword was as fast as the wind, and it was extremely fierce. In this moment, countless fluffs and blood spilled from the air and splashed on the ground.

At the same time, the black fog suddenly rose in the dark shadow, and a surging demonic aura was like a huge wave, constantly surging and surging towards Gu Qi, instantly covering the entire Yanming Mountain.

The heavy black fog is like the murderous intent in the night, permeating the originally calm night sky, as if the bloody storm will be swallowed up in the entire Yanming Mountain in the next moment.

Gu Qi looked at the huge black shadow in front of him and whispered: "Little wolf demon, you dare to take advantage of the night. Let's see how I accept you!"

As he said that, Gu Qi held the fairy sword in his right hand, turned into a sword finger with his left hand, and took a step forward, stabbing towards the wolf demon like a shadow. The sword light was sharp and the long sword pierced into the black fog.

"Aowoo!"

A painful howl suddenly came from the black fog, and a few drops of bright red blood dripped on the ground along the sword's edge. When the blood met dry firewood on the ground, it would spontaneously ignite without fire. The fire suddenly rose, illuminating the huge figure in the black fog.

I saw a wild wolf more than ten feet tall standing in the black fog, covered with black wolf hair like steel thorns, and its long fangs shone coldly in the bloody mouth. The green eyes glared at the human in front of me, and blood slowly dripped from the corner of its mouth. I don’t know where Gu Qi’s sword just now stabbed it.

The wolf demon never thought that he followed the little shaman all the way to find an opportunity to eat him, but who knew that he had become the mantis catching cicadas and was targeted by the oriole.

Gu Qi held his breath and stared at the wolf demon in front of him. The silver frost sword in his hand emitted a light blue light, illuminating a few meters away from him little by little.

Suddenly, the wolf demon roared, his body shook slightly, and the hungry wolf pounced on Gu Qi. Gu Qi could not roll towards a donkey next to him and avoid the wolf demon's attack. At the same time, he supported the ground with his left hand, and a kite turned over and jumped up, holding the Yinshuang Sword in his right hand and slashed at the wolf demon beside him.

Only a dull sound of "bang" was heard, Gu Qi felt that the sword in his hand seemed to hit granite, which made his arms numb. He quickly looked closely and saw his silver frost sword slashing on the wolf demon's head. For some reason, the wolf demon's head was so hard.

Gu Qi couldn't help but be shocked and said in surprise: "This wolf demon may have been practicing Taoism for a hundred years before he can refine his head so hard. This time, my master ordered me to receive a reward from the Demon Punishment Office and come to Yanming Mountain to subdue this demon. He did not tell me about the Demon's Taoism. Oh, he made another trick!"

Thinking of his bad-hearted old naughty boy who was still on Lingjun Mountain, Gu Qi couldn't help but shake his head. Other masters loved his disciples to death, but his master wanted to cheat his disciples all the time, and was not afraid that his disciples would not be able to stand it one day, so they betrayed the master and abandoned him.

Just as Gu Qi's thoughts were distracted, the wolf demon roared at Gu Qi, and a demonic aura emanated from its mouth. A bead emitting golden light shot out from the wolf demon's bloody mouth and headed straight for Gu Qi. Gu Qi subconsciously raised his sword and stabbed the flying bead.

Bang ~~

The golden elixir hit Gu Qi's sword tip hard, splashing out a spark. The violent impact made Gu Qi take a step back, almost unable to stand. Gu Qi looked closely and saw clearly that the golden bead in front of him was the inner pill of the wolf demon.

Gu Qi calmed down and said, "This agent has cultivated the inner alchemy. He is one step away from being able to overcome the transformation disaster and become a human form. If he cannot get rid of it this time, it will be even more difficult for this demon to get rid of it after transforming into it. Master, Master, you really look down on me, and you are not afraid that I can't beat this golden elixir wolf demon."
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