Chapter Seventy-Three: The Situation
The indifferent eyes of the swordsman who came suddenly swept over the three Saint Clansmen who were like facing a great enemy, and the long knife in his hand made a soft roar.
I saw the long knife coming through the sky, cutting a desperate line in the sky!
Simple and direct, ordinary but not rough one-knife flat cut.
Thorn –
The three of them knelt on the ground at the same time, and the swift light of the knife not only cut through the air, but also cut the meridians of the lower limbs of the three people, causing them to lose control of their lower limbs.
"Who are you!" One reacted in time and tapped a few fingers on his leg, but found that nothing worked.
All three of them were wearing cat-face masks, and they were the ones who were in charge of drugged the lake water, and they had just finished their drugged and observations, and they were cut down and crippled just as they were about to return, and they were extremely resentful.
Jiu Luo ignored them, and the water moon knife flickered and rested on the shoulder of the person who asked the question.
"You!"
The other two were about to make a move, but they found that their hands had been entangled in several black shadows at some point, making them unable to move, so that only their heads could move.
"What did you use to provoke the drinking monster?" Jiu Luo said indifferently, after he didn't have a simulated personality, he didn't have so many expressions.
"Hahahaha, you'll never know. One of the leaders of the three suddenly burst out laughing, and his tone was full of fanaticism, "How many years, we have been waiting for this moment to come, and you have found out too late! It's too late, it's too late, soon, soon! You'll be swallowed up by this wave!"
"It's just a lie before he dies. ”
Jiuluo picked the tip of the knife and opened the person's throat, killing him on the spot.
He didn't really want to know the answer, he just asked in passing, and it didn't matter if they would get a response.
"Damn!!" The remaining two were grief-stricken when they saw their companion's death, and they stared at Jiuluo with angry eyes.
"You tribesmen are extremely shameless, the glory of our clan will last forever, sooner or later this northern region will be purified!"
"People who are in the company of demon beasts, how can they be glorious. ”
With a wave of Jiuluo's long knife, a red line appeared between the throats of the two of them, and they went to Huangquan together.
His indifferent eyes swept over the bodies of the three men, and as he passed over the waist of one of them, he picked it up with his hand, and a black and shiny pill flew out of the bag on the man's waist and fell into his hand.
I put it in front of my nose and smelled it, and a strange aroma entered my nose.
This aroma seems to have a faint calming effect, and when you smell it, you can still feel cool and comfortable in your brain.
"This smell? so familiar......"
His eyes froze, and he remembered the pure heart white jade given to Fang Ru, which seemed to be very similar to the white jade buckle.
He pinched the pill, which was wrapped in a film coating, and although it didn't isolate the smell, it kept the medicine from melting in the air.
Originally, he had planned to leave and go directly to the Valley of the Three Calamities, but now that he got this medicine that was suspected of causing the demon beast to riot, he was about to change his mind.
Besides, this place has become like this, and he doesn't know what will happen in the ice city, and there is no need to go to the Three Calamities Valley, in case all the people who promised him to support him are hanged, he just took the ice condensation spring water, and who will ask for benefits.
There are also these rats of the Holy Clan, first there was a wave of killer teams, and now there is a wave of drugging teams, and I don't know what other means are behind.
"Go and join the Heavenly Spirits and make sure that the Ice City is still in the hands of the Tribal Alliance. Jiu Luo turned around and walked directly in the direction he came, and at the same time thought, "If these two sides fight hard and the losses are great, then support Gao Zhulong and set up a new alliance." ”
After solving the problem that is not a problem here, there is a small problem in his consciousness world that is not a big problem.
Jiuluo's consciousness and the resentful spirit of the Water Moon Sword entered the consciousness space together.
When the Demon Knife Spirit broke through the protective layer of the consciousness world, it was full of joy, as long as it captured the consciousness of the knife wielder, then it could turn over and become its master!
It was overjoyed and excited, and its body composed of vague black qi began to tremble slightly!
This resentful spirit was originally formless, but after entering the consciousness space, its soul consciousness was embodied by this space, and a strange thing similar to a human form, composed of vague black gas, appeared.
Countless pairs of eyes were fixed on the vague human figure that had suddenly broken in.
The Demon Knife Spirit was also stunned, is this the world of consciousness of this sword wielder? What is this?
Not to mention the four guys in the sky who are very difficult to mess with at first glance, let's just say that there are lying on the ground, raising their heads and staring at their own beasts, each of which has the feeling that there is no difference between it.
"I may have come to the wrong place!" the Demon Knife Wraith unconsciously sounded, full of despair!
"No, no, no, you're not in the wrong place, I'm the one who showed you. ”
A playful voice sounded beside the Demon Knife Spirit.
"Who!" the Demon Knife Wraith jumped.
But the knife-wielding man who saw this one appeared beside it at some point.
"I don't recognize my own master so soon, tsk, you look so ugly, you're also black, and the heavenly spirit is really much more pleasing to the eye than you look. Jiu Luo stretched out his hand and grabbed the demon sword resentful spirit that wanted to run away.
Instead of coming into direct contact with the Demon Blade Wraith, he used the Gray Plains to transform into a sphere and imprison the strange thing inside.
Through the light gray transparent bubbles, Jiu Luo saw the face of the Demon Knife Wraith, distorted and deformed, full of resentment, without eyes, but there were dozens of red dots flickering on the distorted face.
"I am the Great Demon God of Ten Thousand Soldiers, Torres Emperor! Stupid human, you dare to tease me!"
"Snort. Jiu Luo couldn't help laughing, he was still a great demon god, if he wasn't afraid of losing you, the magic knife that was still very easy to use would become indurable, and it would have been wiped out for you.
"Don't come to this set, I can tell you, I am the ninth demon lord under the command of the Lord of the Three Hundred Billion Gods and Demons of the Primordial Great Abyss Realm of Wanyu Zhiyu, Demon Huang Jiuluo. Jiu Luo glanced at the Demon Sword Resentful Spirit with contemptuous eyes, "You are a lonely person, and you dare to call yourself the Demon God of Ten Thousand Soldiers, in the future, you will join my command as a knife-wielding boy, and I can spare your life." ”
Who wouldn't brag about it, Jiu Luo changed his own organization casually, and added a prefix that sounded very good, but was actually very two, and became a demon lord, bluffing at the resentful spirit.
"The Universe of Ten Thousand Universes!Primordial Great Abyss Realm!Lord of Three Hundred Billion Gods and Demons!" The Demon Sword Resentful Spirit was shocked, could I have crossed over, how could I have never heard of these words!
But it was immediately enraged by Jiuluo's words, I am a demon god of ten thousand soldiers, how can I be your sword-wielding boy! What are you doing ......
The circular bubble formed by the gray plain suddenly disappeared, and the Demon Knife Wraith found that four heads with a terrifying aura poked out of him in front of him, left and right, and swallowed back before he could finish speaking.
"What did you just say?" Jiu Luo didn't seem to hear the words of the Demon Sword Spirit, and asked him again, "Are you willing?"
"The enemy is strong, I will bear with it, can he control me for a while, can he control me for a lifetime!" The Demon Sword Resentful Spirit was surrounded by these four terrifying aura, and did not dare to make any abnormal moves, it didn't think about it for too long, and then agreed.
"Good. ”
Jiu Luo grinned, little thing, in my world, you have to be responsible for what you say, otherwise why spend that effort to trick you into here.
So, he guided the Demon Sword Wraith to make an oath.
"I, the Demon God of Ten Thousand Soldiers, Torres Emperor. I am willing to preside over the sword for a hundred years for the ninth demon to serve my god. ”
The Demon Knife Resentful Spirit said the oath that Jiuluo had taught him, and he was thinking about temporarily enduring it and then looking for a good opportunity to give up, but as soon as this oath was finished, an irresistible consciousness suddenly rose in this world, and a thought was thrown into its body.
Turning the void into reality here is not simply a visual transformation of the void into reality, but a real manifestation of its existence, so that the thought that enters its body is no different from the thought that penetrates into its root existence.
It's still there, thinking about how to find an opportunity to rebel in the future, so you can honestly be a knife-wielding boy for me. Jiu Luo waved his hand to let the Four Origin Beast Soul retreat, walked to Torres Emperor's side and said to him: "In the future, you will be the sword spirit of my Water Moon Knife, I will allow you to appear in the world as an entity, and you will forget the name Torres Emperor for me." ”
The former Ten Thousand Soldiers Demon God Torres Emperor, now the Water Moon Sword Spirit, the Water Moon Boy can only nod yes, because this smiling guy actually turned the gray terrifying aura into several small rings and put it on it.
A sharp pain penetrated the soul, and the body of the Water Moon Boy, which was originally composed of vague black mist, began to stretch and deform, and when it was about to scream, the sharp pain stopped.
Jiu Luo looked at this vague humanoid black mist and turned into a little boy about one meter and two tall under his intervention, and conjured a gray robe for him.
"It looks like a little bit like the little boy next to the master. ”
After doing all this, he returned to his body after assigning a mission to the four guys who were pretending to be mascots.
Jiuluo's body did not change in the slightest, but his emotionless and indifferent pupils suddenly gave birth to a little agility.
After the soul consciousness was unified, the picture of killing the Saint Clan and the picture in the world of consciousness instantly merged.
Jiu Luo looked at the extra gray ring patterns on the handle of the Water Moon Knife in his hand, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
......
And at this moment, in the ice stone forest, a young man who was seven or eight points similar to Wang Yuan was returning the long sword in his hand to the sheath, and beside him, there was a corpse lying on the ground.
"What is the origin of these people, looking at the style of this mask, could it be the legendary Holy Clan?" the young man touched the mask on the corpse and muttered to himself.
"There is still no clue about what the young city lord said, and the only clue still falls in the northern region. ”
The young man scratched at his messy hair and continued to mutter, "Big brother, he lost his life here, I have to be cautious, but don't die here." ”
Just as he was thinking about something bad, a shouting voice came from behind him: "Brother Wang Jin! Are you in front? We've arrived!"
"Hmm, it's Ji and them, it's finally here. ”
Wang Jin stood up and greeted him.
......
Underground in the Ice City.
The third leader of the white-robed fox mask led the way in front, followed by four masked men wearing the same style of white robes.
"Where are we going, Third Commander?" asked a man wearing a wolf-faced mask with a claw mark on it.
The Third Commander didn't look back, and replied, "Originally, with your authority, you shouldn't have known, but now that the overall situation has been decided, it doesn't hurt to tell you." ”
He walked in front, the sound of footsteps and the shadow under his feet swaying with the firelight, leaving a charming back for the four people behind.
These four people wore four masks, namely wolf, cat, eagle, and tiger, and were the deputies of the man wearing the three-eyed wolf face who infiltrated the ice city this time.
The Three-Eyed Wolf Masked Man went to the ground of the Ice City according to the Third Commander's wishes, seized control of the North Gate, and ordered the four to carry out a secret mission with the Third Commander.
Although they did not doubt the order, they were still full of doubts, and now when they heard what the Third Commander was going to tell them, they were all concentrating on what he had to say.
"Ice City was not built by the people of the North, but a ruin, as you all know. Back then, our clan had not been counted by the tribesmen behind their backs, and they were also the masters of the ice city. The Third Commander walked in front and said, "There is an underground center hall that the tribesmen don't know about, and there is a control center there that hides the hope of our people's resurgence. ”
"Rising hope!" When the four of them heard this, they were even more curious, and then they thought of a bad question.
"The tribesmen have been occupying this place for many years, will they find out and take them?" one of them asked hurriedly.
"No, if you want to enter this control center, you must open the door of the passage by my people, and the tribesmen do not have this permission. Because this place was supposed to be our homeland, but the Holy Spirit was too kind-hearted at the beginning, so he fell for the tribesmen's tricks!"
The Third Commander's calm temperament suddenly changed, and he seemed angry, but he quickly restrained it.
"But it doesn't matter, soon, we'll get what belongs to us back. ”
The Third Commander walked unhurriedly, but not at a slower pace, and soon led the four of them to a metal door covered with uneven patterns.
"What is this?"
"This is the door of the passage, and the control center is behind the door. ”
The Third Commander stepped forward, fumbled around the metal door, and then said to the four, "Come here and see if there is a switch." ”
"Yes. The four of them nodded in response, and quickly checked it out here.
The Third Commander glanced at the busy four, unspeakable smiles on their faces behind their masks.
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"Big brother, you're back. ”
As soon as Gao Baolong came out of the woods, he was seen by Gao Baohu and hurriedly stepped forward to see if the eldest brother was injured.
At this time, in the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain, the demon beasts were removed from the people who participated in the hunt.
The fox did not give up, and Tianling and the others also found this place and joined them together.
Even if they had reacted quickly, and a few masters ran around and rescued many people, there were only more than a hundred people gathered here.
You know, there were dozens of teams before entering the valley, with a total of more than 500 people, and if you remove some people who found a place to hide in refuge, probably hundreds of people will stay in this forest forever.
"Brother Capture Dragon, the incident happened for half a day, and the guys who stayed outside the mountain pass have not entered the mountain until now, I am afraid that it will be more auspicious. ”
Fox Buqi walked over, the guys in his mouth were the referees of the results of this hunting event, and they were also the guardians of their safety, but the demon beasts had been rioting for a long time and no one had come to protect his safety, which showed that the situation was not in a good situation: "There is a problem over there in Bingcheng." ”