Piao Tianzi     83. Sound

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?These birds shook their wings and made a buzzing sound, as if thunder rolled through the clouds, exploding in the hearts of people climbing the cliffs. If someone with a weak will, they might be scared to eat this and would let go of the vines in their hands and fall to pieces.

Killing the Tao and practicing also require the obsession and belief of a madman. Killing one is a sin and slaughtering ten thousand is a hero. This is the same as "those who steal the hook will kill the marquis who steal the country."

The fiery red birds seemed very afraid to touch the cliff, but they just hovered in the air dozens of feet away, as if they were secretly interpreting the lack of heaven and the lack of life in all things.

But how can these affect the two people who are moving upward? One is a shadow disciple who has experienced countless tests, and the other is a level passerby with endless means. Even if these birds directly attack, it may not necessarily have any effect, let alone just the noise made by shaking their wings.

His ten fingers were shining with ink-green light, and the extremely hard blue rock was no different from the rotten wood mud under it. Chen Hao even felt that it was useless to deal with the cliff with a golden body level that reached the peak of the fourth realm.

However, he soon discovered his mistake. The higher he reached the height, the harder the rock layer, as if tens of thousands of years of wind and rain had already tempered the rock layer like a hundred alchemy. Although it still could not stop his pace, the upward speed was significantly slower.

He shook his head and stopped for a while. This trip was to disguise an elder who had cultivated into the Yuanshen realm. How could he convince people if he did not act independently and caused great momentum?

A trace of curiosity flashed in the man in black's eyes. He only saw the other party letting the vines wrap around his waist, hanging high in the air, his eyes drooping, and muttering to himself.

Suddenly, the hand of the person in front of him made a series of magic seals like a butterfly. A huge light blue spiritual net condensed and formed on his head, covering the heads of the fiery red birds in thunder. The latter flew away in panic, but still a large number of unfortunate people fell into the net.

The spirit net was entangled with their fiery red feathers and slowly sank into their bodies. On their foreheads, they condensed into a light blue beast talisman, flashing with bright light, controlling their bodies to form a blue cloud under Chen Hao's feet, holding his body and flying towards the top of the peak quickly.

The man in black widened his eyes in surprise. He had climbed the cliff for hundreds of times. No one knew better than him about the fear of these spiritual birds against the cliff. At this moment, he seemed to be intimidated by the blue-shirted guest in front of him with some method and overcame their fear engraved on their instinct.

Is the slave beast technique? How many methods are there hidden in this mysterious character? An ominous feeling slipped through his heart, and Shadow Pavilion seemed to have caused a big trouble.

But he didn't know that Chen Hao had all this in his sight. In the five years of retreat from Xuanzang Tower, he had read many secret techniques. This slave beast technique was just one of them, and it was enough to deal with these birds with little intelligence. Going to the top at their speed would definitely cause a different commotion.

During this period, he was curious and drove a spirit bird to fall towards the cliff. But as soon as he touched the green rock, the bird's entire body twitched and quickly weathered at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the end, only a pale bird bone fell slowly from the sky, which made Chen Hao feel cold.

This cliff actually contains the power of time, but it is targeted at the body of a monster, but it has no effect on the human race. Otherwise, with Chen Hao's background, it may not be able to withstand the ruthless erosion of this time.

Time is a terrible weapon. No matter how long your generation's genius son is over, it will only turn into a piece of loess. Even if you build a high platform and light a green lamp to prolong your life, it will be just a matter of perseverance. The way of heaven will not tolerate it, and it will even lower the light of divine punishment like the one who treats the monk, causing the earth to crack, the mountains, rivers and rivers to reverse, and the spiritual veins to collapse.

Chen Hao guessed correctly. Taking this bird as the base as the turtle, it caused a great commotion. Many figures gathered densely on a dark palace, as if they were facing a great enemy.

"Who is yours?" An old man in gray robe asked coldly. He was hunched, but his aura was like a sword that had not yet been sheathed. The air around him became a little distorted, blurring his figure, as if it would weather at any time.

Chen Hao took out the bronze token from his arms with a serious expression and activated it slightly. The card released red lights like a blood moon hanging high in the air, especially the several numbers on it were so strong that it made people frightened.

"Ninety-two!" The old man shrank his eyes and replied coldly, "It turns out it is Lord Luo Tu. But you don't go to the Killing Hall, but you come to my Broken Axe Mountain, what do you want to do?"

Chen Hao snorted coldly and slowly walked down from the air. As soon as his feet touched the top of the hall, a vast evil aura came. However, there was a clear sound of demons in his heart. Only with a slight pause, his eyes returned to the clear light. The Fantasy Heaven's Technique was running wildly, and murderous intent appeared from his eyes. He stared at the old man coldly, his tone was like eternal ice.

"Remember your identity clearly. What does it have to do with you if I want to come here?"

This old man should be the head of the dark palace beneath him, but since he called him Lord Luo Tu, it proved that his status in the Shadow Pavilion was not as good as that in Hua Jiuyang, he could just suppress him and use this to bring majesty under the tree.

"You..." The old man was so angry that he was trembling before he was about to explode, but when he saw the blood-lit bronze token, the thought that had just arisen in his heart was thrown out of the sky.

The other party is one of the seventy-two Luo Tu, and it is rumored that each one has a way of reaching the sky and earth. Although he has been in the north for decades and thinks he is no less than any of them, he is only within a radius of thousands of miles of Duanfu Mountain.

In addition, rules are rules. If the other party carries him a charge of disrespect for the envoy, even if he is the master of a temple, he cannot escape the punishment of the general hall.

Thinking of this, he took a few deep breaths and responded lightly: "I dare not, Lord Luo Tu came to the small hall and shone brightly. No matter what he liked by the Broken Axe Mountain, he would definitely offer it as soon as possible."

The old man turned around and made a series of gestures, and all the black shadows on the top of the hall disappeared one by one, as if nothing had existed before.

"Some shadows escape the path, but I'm showing off my skills in front of the adults!" The old man turned into a breeze and fell on the ground paved with huge bluestone.

Chen Hao felt a stern heart and realized the meaning of the other party's words. His whole body shook and his body was blurred. He actually came first, and he was faster than the old man, which made the latter shocked.
Chapter completed!