Chapter three hundred and ninety seventh group of demons dancing
The wind blew the trees, making a rustling sound, with a bit of coolness that stung the skin.
Suddenly, there was a loud sound, and the whole mountain shook violently.
"wipe."
Lingxi's huge head suddenly lifted up, and his eyeballs as big as a basin moved around, looking in all directions, and said: "Why did I hear a loud noise just now, like a mountain falling apart."
Feng Feiyun's physical body was so powerful that the cracked bone seam on the back of his neck healed automatically. He could already lift his arms, took out an agate-like third-grade elixir from his arms, and fed it into his mouth. His whole body was covered with blood. Being wrapped in spiritual energy, he stood up,
Feng Feiyun glanced in the direction of the mountain gate, frowned, and said: "They have been completely wiped out, let's go, get out of here."
Feng Feiyun turned around and walked down the mountain, very decisively and eagerly. He turned over and climbed up, trying to stop Feng Feiyun back, but at this moment, a black phantom fell from the sky, like a ball of Black smoke suspended above a treetop,
A cold voice came from the black smoke: "Young Master Evil Emperor would like to invite Lord God King to speak in the temple."
Several more gloomy winds blew, and on the way down the mountain, several weird-looking evil men appeared out of thin air. They had a very violent aura on their bodies and blocked Feng Feiyun's way. Their eyes were very evil.
Feng Feiyun raised the corner of his mouth and said: "Young Master Evil Emperor, what kind of Young Master Evil Emperor is this? Why should I go to see him?"
"How brave, little Feng Feiyun, how dare you disrespect Young Master Evil Emperor, I will cripple your arm first." A bald man wearing a blood-red robe grabbed Feng Feiyun's right arm with one claw, his fingers were like diamonds, Nails are like icy awls,
His power was tyrannical and ferocious. He trampled more than ten stone stairs to pieces with one kick, and the red figure burst into flames.
Although Feng Feiyun's hands were covered with iron chains and his movements were hindered, he was still faster than the bald man in the blood-red robe. A palm slapped on the top of his head, like a bronze bell, making a clanging sound. The sound is like the collision of metal,
"Bang."
The body of the bald man in the blood-red robe exploded backwards, as if he was hit by a sledgehammer on top of his head. His body slid down the mountain, crushing hundreds of stone steps before he managed to stabilize his body. It can be seen from this that the wind How powerful is the power of Feiyun's palm?
This is the reason why Feng Feiyun's cultivation level was blocked and his movements were blocked, otherwise this palm would have slapped his head into his stomach.
But this bald man wearing a blood-red robe is still very powerful. Feng Feiyun's palm can seriously injure an ordinary monk with the fifth level of destiny, but it does not leave any scars on his head.
"Fuck you, uncle." The bald man in a blood-red robe cursed angrily. He rushed up from the bottom of the mountain again, opened his big mouth, and spit out a breath of ink. The smell was extremely fishy, as if he wanted to bite Feng Feiyun to death.
His appearance was so terrifying that ordinary people would have been so frightened that they would have collapsed on the ground.
"How dare you be rude to the God King? You are really seeking death." A dark arm stretched out from the black smoke cloud suspended on the top of the treetops. It didn't look like a human hand, but rather like a dead person who had been dead for many years. , one clicked out, and a black air flow flew out from the fingertips, piercing the brow of the bald man in the blood-red robe,
This is just a stream of air, but it has the power to penetrate a huge mountain.
The area around the bloody hole between his eyebrows began to turn black, and the bald man in the blood-red robe was festered and died. He fell in front of Feng Feiyun and turned into a ball of rotten flesh. Not even a single intact bone could be found.
Those evil men looked at the scene with smiles, as if they were used to seeing such scenes without any disgust. They thought they would scare Feng Feiyun, but to their disappointment, Feng Feiyun started to In the end, there was a joking smile on his face, as if he was actually watching a beautiful dance.
He was worthy of being the son of a demon who turned his beauty around in anger and slaughtered millions of creatures in the Imperial Palace. Those evil people put away their contempt. Feng Feiyun took more lives in his hands than all of them combined. How could you be afraid of such a small scene?
Feng Feiyun said: "I suddenly changed my attention and became somewhat interested in your Young Master Evil Emperor."
"The King of God and the Young Master of the Evil Emperor are both great among men, and they are the best in the world. For this meeting, the Young Master of the Evil Emperor has prepared the most generous meeting gift for the Lord of God."
The black smoke that stopped on the treetops melted away, revealing an extremely old figure. The hair on his scalp was all gone, with only a few silver strands left. The skin all over his body was black and wrinkled. , like a walnut shell,
Because he is so old, his body has shrunk severely, and he is not half as tall as Feng Feiyun. Moreover, his body is so stooped that his head almost touches the ground.
This old man is simply older than the old nun from the Beast Taming Studio who only has three days left to live.
"Really...really want to go in." Lingxi felt a terrifying and boundless evil energy in the old man's body. He was definitely an unparalleled evil man, which made him feel chills all over. Even though it was a thousand-year-old spirit beast, it was a little bit out of control at this moment. No road,
"If you want to escape, I can guarantee that even if you escape thousands of miles away, I can beat you to a bloody pulp with one palm." The rickety old man gave a sinister smile,
Lingxi's four thighs all spasmed. When the old man's hand stroked its legs twice, Lingxi suddenly lost the ferocity of the alien beast, and followed obediently like a captive puppy. , I dare not say a word anymore,
Under the leadership of these evil men, Feng Feiyun walked into the ancient Taoist temple. The former Buddhist temple was now occupied by a group of evil heretics, and the monks inside were all locked in iron cages. Like animals kept in captivity,
Among them, the monks with high levels of cultivation could sit cross-legged and chant sutras to resist the fear in their hearts, but the young monks were so frightened that they turned pale and collapsed in the iron cage, motionless.
"You... you evil demons will be punished. Buddha will send you to hell..."
Another monk had his body pierced by a wooden stick and was placed on the fire, rolling and roasting. At first, he was not completely dead and was cursing in a low voice, but later he was extremely roasted. Brown and tender, with the aroma of human flesh,
This is a scene of purgatory. Ordinary people would be scared to death. Even immortal cultivators would vomit and be frightened when they came here. But Feng Feiyun turned a blind eye, with an evil aura on his body and a bit of a smile on his lips.
"Have you ever eaten human flesh, Lord God King?" The rickety old man leading the way said with a sinister smile.
Feng Feiyun said: "There are thousands of kinds of meat in this world, but human flesh is the most unpalatable."
"This is a world where people cannibalize people. If you don't eat them, others will naturally come to eat you. If a person doesn't even dare to eat human flesh, then he is destined to be just an animal that is eaten by people, just like They are the same." The rickety old man pointed with his black wrinkled hands towards the monks in the iron cages, licked his lips and made a sound like a ghost crying.
He added: "If you want to become a superior person, you must eat people to the point where they are superior to others. If you want to eat people, you must first have the courage to eat people. If you don't even have such courage, then you are destined to be a human being in this life." He is a servant of man."
People are like a food chain: slaves, weak, strong, kings, the weak eat slaves, the strong eat the weak, the king eats the strong,
Only the person standing at the top of the food chain can become the absolute king and dominate everyone in the food chain.
Feng Feiyun smiled and said: "Your way of eating is too primitive and too ungraceful. Your way of eating has been eliminated in primitive society. I don't want to eat people. Once I eat people, I will eat their essence and energy." , God, the flesh body is nothing but a smelly skin, what’s so good about it?”
Feng Feiyun walked into a Buddhist temple. There were four iron chains inside. Wu Qinghua and three other proud daughters of heaven were locked in iron cages. As for the other proud daughter of heaven, I don’t know where she went. They lost their former glory and pride, like a white swan falling from the sky into the mire.
Among them, Wu Qinghua was seriously injured, and her body was stained with blood. It was unknown whose cultivation was so terrifying that he could defeat her. Although Wu Qinghua was cold and arrogant, her cultivation was unparalleled. Otherwise, she would not have been able to defeat her. It's impossible to break Feng Feiyun's bones into pieces with just one finger.
Naturally, they all heard Feng Feiyun's words. Chi Yao held the iron cage tightly with her jade hands, her beautiful face was cold, and she spat coldly: "Feng Feiyun, you devil, you are so familiar with these evil spirits. It seems that You are all in the same group, and you deliberately led us to this hell on earth."
"You're so disrespectful to the King of Gods. Give me a slap." The stooped old man snorted. Behind him, a strong man more than three meters tall offered a piece of iron weighing several thousand kilograms and sneered at him. The iron cage walked over,
Just looking at the weight of the iron block in his hand is very scary. If it were smashed down, even if Chi Yao's cultivation level was high enough, his skin and flesh would probably be torn apart.
Chi Yao's face turned pale with fright, and her face turned pale. She had previously watched this fierce man eat a man's arm and bones into his stomach.
"Let me do it." Feng Feiyun walked over first,
The rickety old man winked, and the fierce man stepped back consciously.
Feng Feiyun walked to Chi Yao's iron cage, squatted down, reached into the iron cage with one hand, pinched her soft chin, lifted her beautiful face, and smiled evilly. : "Miss Chi, you have to know one thing. I am a demon. If you cooperate with me, you are seeking skin from a tiger. Although I am not interested in your flesh, I am still very interested in your... hehe."
Feng Feiyun put his hand into Chi Yao's clothes, along the snow-white jade skin, and touched her towering breasts hard, until Chi Yao screamed, and then cried softly, Feng Feiyun Feiyun then retracted his hand,
The rickety old man standing behind Feng Feiyun watched quietly, with a strange and cruel smile on his old face. It seemed that Feng Feiyun was indeed as legendary, with a half-demon spirit in his body. Blood has a crazy need for women. As long as a beauty is sent to him, he has no self-control.
Gaga, the son of the demon is still an evil demon after all. He is the same kind of person as us. It seems that he can do great things.