Chapter 81: The White Fox
The shadows continued to spread, the lights of the family on the side of the road suddenly went out, and the faint sound of conversation disappeared in an instant, turning into a deathly silence, which seemed more and more strange in the dark night.
His eyes flashed with madness like a real viper, and Kim Huáng Sè's eyes were cunning and cold.
"Where the hell is that door?"
He wandered, his consciousness seemed to be a little chaotic, and with persistence, he searched for something that he might never find.
The spreading black shadow suddenly stopped, and a bloody head condensed in the darkness, and he stared ahead, his gaze cold that he was stopped.
In the darkness in front of him, he saw two lights, and they were a pair of eyes.
The amber eyes are like the deepest abyss in the world, full of indifference to the world and human feelings and indifference to life, high above, sitting in the clouds, cold and ruthless.
It's like two pieces of cold ice that stretch for eternity, and they don't need to be touched at all, just one glance, and they are silent.
Its fur is as white as snow, and its nine long tails resemble a cluster of lotus flowers, swaying in the breeze.
Is that a fox?
The presence in the dark shadow quickly became vigilant.
The nine-tailed fox licked his front paws slowly, meticulously, as if he had never noticed him, but he knew that it was an illusion, not inattention but contempt.
It lazily tilted its head back and said to him, "Get out of here." ”
It speaks human language!
There was a hint of horror in the eyes of the blood-colored Rén Miàn, followed by a gasping voice: "Which Great Sage is Your Excellency?"
The nine-tailed fox didn't answer him, but continued to lick its fur until it had finished licking its front paws before raising its head to meet his eyes again.
A hint of murder flashed in those amber eyes, and the blood-colored Rén Miàn felt a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood rushing towards him, in which there were gods and demons lying down, the human emperor holding a golden sword and the three-headed and six-armed giant fighting, and the dragon roaring for wind and rain
There is also that white fox.
With a wave of his claws, the heavens and the earth changed, ten thousand swords raged, and countless warriors who were even strong in his opinion were easily killed by him, the gods would fall, the gods wept, and the wind and clouds rose, just like the heavens and the earth mourned.
It was a scene that only existed in myths and legends.
Does the Great Sage really have the strength of a god?
The blood-colored skull's eyes showed a look of horror, and his body couldn't help but tremble, in such a terrifying battlefield, the strong strength he was proud of was like a flat boat in the sea, which could capsize at any time.
The white fox finally raised his head, his demeanor was noble and elegant, his expression was as arrogant as a god above the nine heavens, and he said like gold: "Get out." ”
The next moment, an endless cold aura suddenly condensed from heaven and earth.
Beams of ice crystals burst out of the earth, and they came in front of him, the sharp tip of which was facing his head, and he knew exactly what it meant to warn!
"This city is a lonely foraging area. ”
The shadow suddenly stopped, his eyes flashed with the cunning and struggle of the viper, and his heart wandered wildly, did he have to leave like this?
No!
How willing he was!
came from thousands of miles away, he just wanted to get the Book of Heaven, how could he leave like this.
But the other party is a great sage!
There's no way to win
The shadow is a little hesitant, but how could a great sage appear in this world for no reason? Could it be left over from ancient times?
Wrong!
If it is a great sage, how can he talk so much nonsense with himself?
With a wave of his hand, the other party can wipe himself out like crushing an ant, and you will threaten an ant?
A hint of suspicion flashed in his cunning eyes, and he looked more like a fox than the white fox opposite.
However, as if he had finally exhausted the patience of the white fox, he saw it slowly raise its front paws, very slowly, but he felt his scalp tingle, and a sense of fear exploded in his mind.
This action reminded him of what he had seen earlier.
The white fox raised its front paws, and the sky was turned upside down in an instant, and the entire iceberg was trembling, turning into an endless rain of swords, and the entire terrifying battlefield was washed in blood.
"Please forgive me for the offense of such ants. ”
The huge head slammed into the ground with a dull sound, and the body lurking in the shadows was completely revealed, still wearing a blood-soaked robe, like an ordinary person.
He cowered, not daring to move.
However, to his horror, the white fox still did not withdraw its front paws, but just looked at him coldly, and his oppressive gaze made him feel like falling into an ice cave.
"Give Lone a reason to offend Lone, and not usher in death. ”
He hurriedly said as if he had been pardoned: "I have a rubbing of the art of reincarnation, one of the twelve wonders of antiquity, please forgive me for being such ignorant rats." ”
The white fox showed a humane disdainful smile: "The art of reincarnation, at most, can create a low-level pseudo-god, I don't think that a low-end existence like you can also have something that can be seen by Lone, so let's die." ”
A mere reincarnation technique?
He grew more and more frightened, yes!
Only a true Great Sage would disdain the art of reincarnation, it was something that would make any mortal, even a martial arts immortal or a demon giant, break his head and fight for it, but abandon it in the other party's mouth.
Seeing that the front paw was about to raise again, he didn't think too much, and suddenly knelt down again and kowtowed three times: "Honorable Great Sage, I still have a treasure." ”
The white fox continued to raise his hand disdainfully.
He hurriedly exclaimed: "Venerable Great Sage, I know that you are good at swordsmanship, I have a sword pill here, which comes from a martial artist who left behind after the immortal feathering, and can sense the hidden sword intent in it and improve the talent of swordsmanship." ”
He had seen that scene, the other party's swordsmanship was not strong, and it was not even as good as an ordinary martial arts immortal, what was really terrifying was the other party's seemingly endless divine power, under the blessing of that power, even the well-known woodcutter could kill the gods.
The white fox was surprised for a moment, and snorted: "You killed that human immortal?"
"Of course not!" he screamed as if he had been choked by the throat, for he knew very well why he was disgusted by the question!
That's right, if it is a human immortal who can even kill himself, then how can the other party look at it, it is indeed what he killed.
He immediately made up his mind not to tell the truth: "Of course not! That Martial Dao Immortal is very powerful, I just took it from his descendants after his death!"
The white fox pondered for a moment, and this moment seemed like a century to him.
"Okay, leave the stuff and you can get out. ”
As if he had been pardoned, he placed a sword-like charm in front of him, kowtowed, and fled frantically.
"Remember, don't let Lone see you again. ”
There was a faint cold voice, and he nodded his head like a chicken pecking rice, running wildly, and the sound of the wind whirring in his ears filled him.
Run all the way out of the city.
He laughed like a madman: "Hahaha, Lao Tzu survived! Lao Tzu survived!"
At this moment, he felt an incomparable pride.
What an honor it is to survive at the hands of a great saint!
It's worth bragging about for a lifetime!