Su Zhao's long green hair fluttered in the wind and disappeared deep into the mountains.
Only then did the fair-weather monk's solemn expression fade away. The fair-weather monk turned around and looked at the disciples of Shanhe Spring Pavilion: The powerful enemy has left, and all the benefactors can leave Nanhuang Mountain with peace of mind.
Xie Ting's eyes were full of hatred, and his face was filled with sadness. He looked at Yang Xianyan who had turned into a bloody man with deep sorrow.
Behind Xie Ting, a slender and brave-looking disciple of Shanhe Spring Pavilion looked at the fair-weather monk and said: Master, that man is the Great Demon Blood Demon of Beihuang Mountain. Back then, our eight sects from the Four Kingdoms surrounded him and killed him. Let him be released today.
If he leaves, there will be endless troubles! And the mysterious green-faced demon is even more terrifying. Even the blood demon bows his head beside him. The departure of such a cruel and terrifying demon will be a disaster rather than a blessing for human practitioners like us!
I also ask Master to think about the common people in the world, think about the people of the four countries, and worry about the strong men besieging the green-faced monster!
The wine-meat monk smiled, as if he had heard a very funny joke. His laughter made the Yingwu man look a little ugly. However, the wine-meat monk was a practitioner of the Condensing Pill Realm and a monk from the Jialan Temple. The wine-meat monk would not embarrass Yingwu.
man.
The fair-weather monk looked at the heroic man, smiled, then sighed, and said slowly: Donor, you are not a practitioner of the Condensing Pill Realm. You don’t know what a practitioner of the Condensing Pill Realm is when facing the green-faced donor.
What a feeling, maybe what you are saying now, the green-faced benefactor has already heard.
The heroic man's face was a little ugly, and he asked puzzledly: Master, what is your opinion? You might as well say it bluntly, the junior's cultivation level is low, and it is indeed not as high as the master's realm, but the junior still has time, and can still have the opportunity to become a condensate like the master.
A practitioner in the alchemy realm!
The smile on the face of the fair-weather monk remains unchanged forever. It looks like a smile but is not a smile. He is smiling at life and the common people, not at the heroic man. Although he is laughing, his voice is very calm: Donor, poor man
When the monk was next to the green-faced benefactor, he couldn't feel any of his realms of cultivation. Isn't it strange that the poor monk's cultivation level of six souls in the Dan Condensation realm could not see through the cultivation level of the green-faced benefactor?
, there is only one possibility. The benefactor is not in the realm of condensing pills, but in a realm above that, or even a higher realm. Only in this way can the poor monk not feel his realm.
Although the green-faced benefactor has left, a person with great supernatural powers like him can easily hear clearly what we say. Donor, guess what, if someone with a golden elixir level or even higher
When a cultivator in this realm hears you speaking ill of him behind his back, what will he think? Will he kill you with a palm from the air? If the green-faced benefactor wants to take action, the poor monk will not have a 10% chance.
I can save you! The smile on the fair-weather monk’s face is already very shallow.
What! Xie Ting looked at the fair-weather monk in shock, and said in a deep voice: Master, please save my junior brother. The junior sister has been killed by the demon. If the junior brother is killed again, I will really have no words to face the sect.
elder.
The fair-weather monk said: Don't worry about it. Even if the green-faced benefactor heard your junior brother's words, he would not take action. If a strong man like him had taken action, he would have killed us all! Maybe a great practitioner like him would also
He was just traveling around and watching life. As the green-faced benefactor just said, he was just watching a play, a play that had no impact on him.
Xie Ting, Yingwu Man and other people from Shanhe Spring Pavilion were silent. It was the first time for these practitioners of Shanhe Spring Pavilion to face such a powerful existence. Even the practitioners from Jialan Temple in the Condensing Pill Realm said they had never experienced such a powerful existence.
With no ability to resist at all, practitioners in the Taoist realm can't make waves.
It was a major blow to their state of mind, and even left a trace of fear in their Taoist hearts. Maybe their cultivation can only truly surpass the cultivation of the green-faced monster mentioned by the meat-and-wine monk.
Get rid of the influence of inner demons!
Xie Ting was silent for a moment and couldn't help but ask: Master, do you know the true realm of that strong man?
The fair-weather monk shook his head and said: The poor monk cannot guess or see through. The world of mortals is prosperous and complicated. It is not easy to see through a person, a demon, and a demon. Let's go. The poor monk is also preparing to leave the mountain, and I will send you back together.
A disciple of Shanhe Spring Pavilion took out a spiritual talisman, input spiritual power into his hand, and attached the spiritual talisman to Yang Xianyan's body, which was covered in blood. The spiritual talisman turned into a big yellow cloth and wrapped Yang Xianyan's body.
Let’s go! Xie Ting said to the junior brothers around him.
The winter wind was blowing, and the afterglow of dusk illuminated the dark clouds in the sky red, like burning clouds, but more depressing than burning clouds.
The sky gradually darkened, and the snow that had accumulated all day fell again.
Su Zhao found a cave. After waiting for a quarter of an hour and seeing no one following him, he took off the green noodles to reveal their original appearance. Su Zhao put the green noodles into Sumeru mustard seeds, or inside a big gourd.
The spiritual power was sucked away, and the big gourd immediately became smaller. Su Zhao put the small gourd into the Xumi mustard seeds.
He sat on the ground and began to practice. Su Zhao did not fly directly to the east, but walked a certain distance north before flying east.
Su Zhao didn't want to meet the fair-weather monk and the people from Shanhe Spring Pavilion again. The fair-weather monk's cultivation was getting stronger and stronger, and Su Zhao was afraid that the fair-weather monk would find any clues on him.
Su Zhao patted the little white fox. Although the little white fox was in much better spirits, it still huddled in Su Zhao's arms and refused to come out. After entering the Nanhuang Mountain, the little white fox looked nothing like what it had been before. It was very strange.
Stay quietly in Su Zhao's arms.
Xiaozizi, what's wrong with you? Now your cultivation strength should be no less than the fourth level of Daoji. Why do you look so sick? Could it be that you ate a rat demon and are about to die? Su
Zhao grabbed the little white fox and looked through it carefully. The big eyes of the little white fox were full of shame and anger. Three sharp claws popped out of Su Zhao's small paws, and three cuts were made on Su Zhao's sleeves.
Su Zhao rubbed the little white fox's head hard and said doubtfully: No problem, could it be because this is Nanhuang Mountain, a place where monsters gather, and you are more timid and frightened by the monsters in the mountain?
The little white fox rolled his eyes, stretched out his head, and lay in Su Zhao's arms, refusing to raise his head.
Su Zhao can only practice with the little white fox in his arms. According to the level of the demon clan, as a spiritual beast, when he becomes a demon and enters the realm of Qi training, the little white fox can transform into a human form. In the Daoji realm, he can even cultivate into a human body.
There is no difference between them and humans, and they can even combine with humans to give birth to mortals with demon blood.
The little white fox in Su Zhao's arms, according to Su Zhao's inference, is at least in the fourth realm of Daoji. However, the little white fox has no human form at all, which makes Su Zhao a little confused. Moreover, the little white fox is a little female fox. If it turns into a human form, it will not
You know whether she is a graceful girl or a charming witch.
Su Zhaoke always remembered that after the demon fox changed, the male fox was handsome and elegant, and the female fox had a look that was like a fish or a wild goose. However, the little white fox in his hands was the same as a dog, still in the shape of the original fox.
Hey, if you become a beauty, it would be nice to chat with your master. Su Zhao looked at the little white fox and sighed.
The little white fox buried his head in Su Zhao's arms. When he heard Su Zhao's words, his smart fox eyes were full of shyness and cunning.
Stupid human race, a fool.
Su Zhao sat all night, practicing quietly, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. It snowed all night. When Su Zhao came out in the early morning of the next day, the snow had stopped. There was silence in the mountains and forests, and the wild animals returned to their caves.
Within, poisonous insects, rats, and ants hide and sleep underground,
I see whales in the blue sea, deer in the deep woods, and I see you when I wake up from my dream.
The little white fox raised his head and faced Su Zhao. Looking at the handsome man with a jade-like face and sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, the little white fox lowered his head and got into Su Zhao's arms with a hint of smile in his eyes.
Su Zhao walked out of the cave. The snow was already up to his ankles, but how could a practitioner destroy the pure white snow in the mountain forest? He took out a broken piece of wood, sat on it, and flew towards the east.
Deep in the Nanhuang Mountain, in a cave, Lin Wuce woke up from meditating. Next to him, a demon that had lost its vitality fell to the ground. Lin Wuce cursed: What a poor ghost, how could he?
How can you be a captain of a demon clan with a family like this and support you in cultivating to the seventh level of Daoji? You still want to use this white smoke to sneak attack, you really don’t know how to live or die. Although Lin is in the sixth level of Daoji, that is
The Demon Master of the Tianyu Demon Sect, a spiritual master with a bright future, it is easy for you, a half-assed demon clan, to cross the border and fight, and Lin can easily take off your head!
The demon lying on the ground was the white-faced male demon who was injured by Su Zhao and the little demon. All the white-faced male demon’s men were killed by Su Zhao, resulting in no one to help him protect the cave. While he was recovering from his injuries, Lin Wu
Ce came to kill him, and in a sneak attack, the white-faced male demon died on the spot.
Lin Wuce also occupied the cave of the white-faced male demon and became the master of the cave. Several female demons in the cave were also controlled by Lin Wuce and stood aside without daring to move.
Lin Wuce stood up, with a look of lust on his cold and handsome face. He walked towards several banshees and sneered in his heart: Lin has been practicing the method of the furnace for more than ten years, but he has not yet tested it.
, just give it a try with a few of you.
The banshees don't have much fear or shyness. As long as they feel they are useful, they won't be afraid. Because they are useful, they won't die!
Tianyi Taoist flew out of Nanhuang Mountain, and a figure chased after him at a very fast speed. Tianyi Taoist turned his head and glanced at it while he was flying, and sneered: Flying out of Nanhuang Mountain, where else can you go to chase me, wait until I become golden?
Dan Realm, I must let you know that God’s will cannot be violated!