Eternal Night Tower, 6th floor.

A crimson glow filled the room, reflecting the withered faces of the six old men who looked like ghosts. Originally, they were very old and thin, but now they seem to be even older and thinner, as if they have been drained of life in a short period of time.

The tips of their fingers that had been pinched before were no longer bleeding, and the entire palms and arms seemed to have been drained of blood, becoming like the dry branches of a dead tree, and the surface of their skin was wrinkled and lifeless.

Their faces were haggard, and they were still trying to maintain a posture of sitting cross-legged and reaching out, trying not to let themselves fall.

Contrary to these six old men, the devouring deer was full of evil spirit at the moment, his face was plump and full, and his eyes were full of light.

The green mangs of the Purple Pill floating in the center turned into wisps of green smoke, wrapped in black evil qi, and continuously transported into the body of the devouring deer.

One of the six old men sitting in a circle opened his mouth as if to say something, but only emitted a hoarse bass that was difficult for the human ear to read. But this is enough, the other five people who know him for hundreds have already formed a tacit understanding, and they only need to get this signal to know what to do in the next second.

At the same time, the six people pointed the broken fingertips on the center of their eyebrows, and then pulled outward, and a thin red line-like thing was pulled out between the eyebrows, and along the pull of the fingertips, it flew into the inner pill in a winding circle.

After the six red lines flew out of the eyebrows of the six people, their arms hung down, their heads tilted, and they lay on the floor weakly, and their lives were dead.

He didn't have too much time to grieve, he just glanced around at the six people who had fallen, and then his eyes were firmly fixed on the pill, and then, it was all up to him.

After the six red threads were poured into the black air, the green mangs suddenly flourished, as if they were making a final struggle, and there was a faint sound of a soul-stirring beast roar that had never been heard before, and the green red light shone like lightning, and even white smoke-like steam rose from it, rising and dissipating after touching the ceiling.

Beads of sweat were all over the head of the devourer, and he stretched out his hands, controlled a cloud of black evil qi, wrapped around the devouring pill, and pulled it towards him, as if he was conscious, resisting the pull of the devourer, and kept dragging it in the opposite direction.

The devouring beast frowned, and the evil qi around his body became stronger, and he let out a deep sigh, and then emitted a stronger gravitational force.

Under the shocked gaze of the devouring deer, it conjured into a cyan head, opened its bloody mouth, exposed its fangs, and made a roaring gesture at the devouring deer.

But it could only make this gesture, it had been dead for thousands of years, and it could no longer cause harm to everything in the outside world, and even this gesture could not be maintained for long, and after only five or six seconds, the head dissipated.

Neidan lost its resistance, and a large amount of energy was quickly sucked out of Danne. The incomparably hard Neidan seemed to have turned into fluffy loose sand, blown up by the wind, and the cyan aura floated obediently towards the devourer and pounced into his body. It only took more than ten minutes for the entire Neidan to be absorbed.

The red blue light in the room disappeared, filled with a deep devouring black evil qi, the source of the evil qi, the devouring deer, was silently maintaining a cross-legged posture, the muscles of his face twitched, and as he opened his eyes, he seemed to shoot two rays of light from the darkness, and let out an irrepressible wild laugh: "This is the energy that has been condensed for thousands of years by the Evil Pill!"

The devourer looked at his outstretched hands in the dark, and carefully felt the power in his body: "From today onwards, no one in Kyushu will dare to despise my Yelu clan!"

He stood up, and the barrier outside the room dissipated, and the black gas of the entire room suddenly burrowed back into his body, and the room returned to normal. The starlight outside the window reflected in, shining on the corpses of the six old men who had fallen, which had become stiff, and their whole bodies were dry and white, without a trace of blood.

The devourer lowered his head and closed his eyes, as if in mourning. A minute later, he heard a cacophony of shouts outside, anger, fear, despair, heartbreak, and horror.

Devourer's face changed: "Ancient Witch, hmph, even Ancient Witch is not my opponent now!"

The devourer's body flashed, leaving an afterimage on the spot, but the person had already arrived outside the Eternal Night Tower. He only glanced at the three people who were kneeling in front of the door of the Eternal Night Tower, and then turned his gaze to the distance, and saw the tragic scene in the city—a large number of collapsed houses, clansmen with severed limbs, and in the distance, the Devouring Tiger was fighting to the death with a dry night demon master against the two ancient witches, but they were suppressed to the death, and they were all seriously injured.

The devouring deer roared angrily, and its body suddenly shot out, hitting Wu Cheng and Wu Wei directly.

Wu Cheng and Wu Wei took advantage of Xu Guan to drag Wu Yan, so they came down to suppress these night nights, who knew that even if they showed their iron-fisted methods, even if the night nights knew that they were invincible, they were still not afraid of death, and fought to the death with themselves under the leadership of the devouring tiger.

Due to the instructions of the big boss and Xu Guan's request, these two old men have not been killed, beckoning their subordinates to be merciful, and they can not hurt them when they fight, they can be lightly injured as much as possible, they can be slightly injured as much as possible, they can break their fingers and wrists as much as possible, and they can break their arms and heads as much as possible.

But these nightmarls didn't appreciate it, as if they didn't notice the tolerance of the two masters, but it only encouraged them to be more emboldened, and they rushed to kill them even more recklessly.

There was a hint of unhappiness on the faces of the two masters, and Wu Cheng was hesitating whether to be ruthless or not, warning these guys who didn't know whether to live or die. Suddenly, his face changed, his half-opened and half-closed eyes widened suddenly, and in the next moment, he raised his hand to protect his chest, blocking the violent blow that was coming from the devouring deer!

Wu Cheng was hit by the fierce strength of this move, and retreated dozens of meters away.

The devouring deer repelled Wu Cheng with a single blow, and without stopping for a moment, he turned around in the air and twisted his waist, kicking Wu Wei's temple.

Wu Wei's expression froze, he hurriedly lowered his head and flashed, and at the same time he went back with a palm, and the devouring deer also slapped a palm and collided with it, and the two of them each retreated dozens of steps.

Wu Cheng and Wu Wei reminisced with palpitations the majestic power they felt from the battle with the devouring deer, that deep, that long-standing power, it was definitely not under their own three thousand years of cultivation!

The two of them glanced at each other and knew that something was wrong.

He looked around at everyone, but he didn't see Wu Yan's figure, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he asked the devouring tiger on the side: "Where is Wu Yan's protector?"

"It's up there. Tiger Eater pointed to the top of his head and said, "There's a master holding her up there." ”

"Who can hold her back, the protector of the Lich Clan?" Eater frowned, the ordinary Tianzi Iron Guard was definitely not Wu Yan's opponent, so who else in the inn had the ability to hold her back?" "Could it be that Wu Xu's old immortal is also here?"

"Nope. Not him. ”

"Oh. The devourer nodded, calming down a little, if the innkeeper also arrived, he was really not sure how to deal with it. "Who's that man?"

"A young man who claims to be a friend of Yuan'er, and he seems to know Wu Yan's Dharma Protector. "Devouring Tiger truthfully confessed all the information he knew about Xu Guan.

"Such a person should be with us, how could he drag Wu Yan's Dharma Protector?"

"I don't know, that's the way it is. Devouring Tiger spread his hands, indicating that he was also very puzzled: "Now Wu Yan's protector must not have time to come down to help us, these two old guys are all up to you, big brother." ”

"Strange!" the devourer felt that his head was big, and he had only been in retreat for a few days, and the clan was in chaos like this. Suddenly, he asked, "What is that man's name?"

"Lin Zhi. ”

After listening to this, he thought seriously for a while, and was very sure that he had not heard of this person. But if he has the ability to drag the Lich Clan Protector, he will definitely not be an unknown person, maybe he has some secrets, and all the pseudonyms he uses can also be seen from his actions.

After groaning, the devouring deer put aside thinking about Xu Guan and Wu Yan for the time being, he raised his head and looked at the two innkeepers again.

At this time, this area has been dilapidated, the ancient buildings have collapsed, the cold air of winter in the mountains is mixed with the strong smell of blood, all the clansmen of the night are gathered here, each holding the sick, secretly lucky, surrounded by a vast encirclement, the two inns of Wucheng and Wuwei in the middle.

The devouring deer and the devouring tiger stood at the top of everyone, and the evil qi of extreme yin was surging on their bodies, but the evil qi on the devouring deer was deeper and more deceptive.

Tanuki and the two old slaves were both injured when they were in charge of the Waidou Inn just now, and when they saw that the devouring deer had succeeded in getting out of the pass, they retreated, turned their heads and followed the direction of the fight between Wu Yan and Xu Guan in the air, and chased after them.

Wu Wei and Wu Cheng didn't take the huge number of night rays seriously, the gap between the ancient witches and ordinary cultivators was definitely not something that could be made up by quantity, and the only thing these two old men cared about the most was the devouring monster who had just revealed his super strength.