"Palace Master, let me do it." The man in the white fox mask persuaded.
The red-haired woman shook her head, her eyes hidden under the unicorn mask looking at the sky, seemingly looking forward to it.
"Tiantian Temple, you have crossed the line." A loud voice sounded, and on the sky, a bird monster appeared. It was huge and its wings could cover the sky and the sun.
The wings of this bird monster are pitch black, but its body is white. Its feathers are clear and distinct, and its whole body exudes a strong monster aura.
On the back of this bird monster stood a middle-aged man, wearing a simple gray robe, with an ordinary face. He was the kind of person who would be inconspicuous among the crowd.
But such a seemingly ordinary middle-aged man can control such a powerful monster and make it a mount. He obviously has extraordinary strength.
There is a black dot between the middle-aged man's eyebrows, which is only the size of a grain of rice. However, because the middle-aged man's skin color is fair, it can be seen easily.
"The black-winged roc, what an ancient blood monster!" the white fox mask said, his eyes shining, seeming to be very interested in the black-winged roc at the feet of the middle-aged man.
"I'm willing to give it up now, so that I don't have to look for you." The red-haired woman said, and with a snap of her fingers, a silent piano sound surged out and pierced the sky.
The black-winged roc looked a little uneasy, and the middle-aged man jumped up and struck out with a palm, blocking the sound of the piano.
"Master Tuntian Hall has good tricks, but it would be unwise for you to provoke me, the Hidden Killing Hall." The middle-aged man came from the sky and looked at the two figures on the snow peak from a distance.
"It's ridiculous." The red-haired woman responded, and suddenly red brilliance flowed out from her body, like red sharp blades, attacking the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man took all the incoming red blades and frowned involuntarily.
"You only have this level, then just stay." The red-haired woman shook her head and reached out with one hand lightly.
Boom! ! ! !
He saw a huge palm crashing down from deep in the sky. The middle-aged man was in the palm of his hand, and there was no way to go to the sky or to the earth.
The black-winged roc ran away in horror, obviously very frightened.
The middle-aged man struck out several palms in a row, with black palm prints directed at the huge palm, trying to defeat it.
Unexpectedly, no matter how many palm prints came at him, they could not shake this huge palm. The middle-aged man's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately patted the nine-gong pouch on his waist and held a long and narrow black knife in his hand.
Buzz!
The black knife drew a black light, and it seemed that even the space was shattered by this knife.
A crack suddenly appeared on the huge palm, which was caused by the black knife.
Seeing that it was effective, the middle-aged man kept waving the black knife in his hand, trying to rush out from the huge palm.
boom! ! ! !
There was a loud noise, and the huge palm was finally broken by him. Just as the middle-aged man was about to withdraw and retreat, a cold palm pressed on his shoulder.
The middle-aged man was shocked. He turned around and saw a unicorn mask and red hair that was flying like blood.
"You can leave an arm and get out." Indifferent words came from under the mask, and then one of the middle-aged man's arms was blown to pieces, and even the bones were shattered into powder.
The middle-aged man was in pain, but he didn't say a word. He stared at the red-haired woman in front of him with gloomy eyes, and the black spots between his eyebrows flickered.
"You still want to use forbidden magic in front of me? You ant!" The red-haired woman slapped the middle-aged man in the face, hitting him so hard that he almost fainted, and the black spots on his forehead also became silent. .
"You are seeking your own death after all." The middle-aged man said while covering his broken arm.
The red-haired woman ignored him, turned around and disappeared into the snow.
The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and wanted to get back on the back of the black-winged roc. When he turned around and saw that he was almost angry to death, his mount was actually caught by the man in the white fox mask, and his throat was bitten off. .
"Damn it!" The middle-aged man wanted to take action against the man in the white fox mask, but after thinking about it again and again, he finally endured it, glanced at the lifeless body of the giant man below, and finally left the place with a belly full of anger. .
The man in the white fox mask grabbed the black-winged roc and headed towards the depths of the far north.
The man in the wolf-head mask below has long since disappeared.
In the Tiantian Hall, the red-haired woman sat on a cold seat, missing someone.
A guqin appeared in front of her.
The woman played the guqin, and the sound was melodious and sweet. It was not so sad and desolate, but a little more cheerful.
There were several figures standing outside the hall, listening to the sound of the piano coming from the hall. None of them spoke, but just listened silently.
Ancient Demon Ridge is a place where no strong person from the Nine Kingdoms dares to enter, because there are many powerful ancient demon beasts in this Ancient Demon Ridge, and even the most powerful man in the world, Qi Tian Demon Saint, is stationed there.
The Holy Tree of the Demon Clan is the most important thing in the Monster Clan, and it is also the most mysterious existence in the world. Even if you are a Demon Saint, it is difficult to see through the true secret of the Holy Tree.
At this moment, under the sacred tree of the demon clan, there are two things.
These are two bones, and they are not human bones, but demon bones.
One piece is as black as ink, emitting black light, and the other piece is as white as the bright moon, surging with white light.
If these two bones, one black and one white, were to be seen by other warriors, they would be jealous to the point of madness, because these are the two most precious demon bones in the world.
The power of the holy tree is constantly baptized on these two demonic bones. Each baptism will make the demonic bones radiate more vitality.
But in the end, it is only the vitality of the two demon bones themselves, and no other vitality awakens on the demon bones.
Demon Saint Qitian sat on a tree branch not far away, holding a big red peach in his hand, eating while staring at the situation under the holy tree.
"Boy, are you really hopeless?" Demon Saint Qitian muttered and took a bite of the peach. Although the peach was red and big, it had no taste in his mouth.
I don’t know if it’s because the peach doesn’t taste good, or because I don’t feel good about it.
These two bones have been placed under the holy tree for seven years. During these seven years, the holy tree has never stopped baptizing the two bones. Unfortunately, Demon Saint Qitian did not see the results he wanted to see.
Three days later, Demon Saint Qitian opened his eyes from cultivation. Although he was already known as the best in the world, Demon Saint Qitian still did not give up on cultivation and kept getting stronger.
"Huh?" Demon Saint Qitian suddenly looked at the two bones under the tree, his brows wrinkled slightly, and his eyes were surrounded by golden light.
"Is it my misunderstanding?" Demon Saint Qitian murmured to himself, but there was some excitement and expectation in his heart.
A weak heartbeat sounded quietly in the black demon bone.
ps: The fourth update is here, it’s time to have dinner, we’ll continue tomorrow