Chapter 804: Demon Spirit Valley
Beichen tasted the spirit wine, watched the riots on the street for a long time, and had the first understanding of the bloodiness of the Shenglong List.
A phoenix crane with a true immortal and a heavy sky, and a dark green demon cultivator who looks like a mastiff fought together in the street. Both of them are true immortals and a heavy heavenly cultivator, and the competition is very bloody, but no one has stopped it.
Behind Feng He, there were several demon cultivators standing, each holding their arms and watching, with a cold and arrogant expression, which made people dare not despise it.
Behind the dark green demon beast, there were several human races, and there was also a sense of self-superiority.
The rest of the onlookers were obviously some distance away from the battle circle, obviously not daring to get too close, for fear of suffering from the pond fish.
"Soul Burial Ridge, Demon Spirit Valley is dry again!"
"These two are mortal enemies, this time the heaven and earth heroes list changes, although they do not compete for the place of the earth lords, but the blood feud between each other is to take the opportunity to settle down. ”
"Hehe, the cultivation of the Demon Spirit Valley is very perverted, their bloodline is special, they have been able to devour demon beasts comparable to their own heritage since they were young, and from then on they can transform into beast forms and cultivate demon bodies, and the Burial Soul Ridge is their hunting ground. ”
"The demon cultivators of the Burial Soul Ridge used to be the strength of the ranking of the Earth Owl List, and with the fall of the Earth Owl, they have withdrawn from the altar, but the heritage is still there, and all kinds of demon cultivators are also very powerful, and they have always been the hunting objects of the Demon Spirit Valley. ”
"Having said that, there are quite a few Demon Spirit Valley powerhouses killed by the Burial Soul Ridge!"
"These two rivals have a good show. ”
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Beichen was deaf and clear-sighted, and listened to the discussions of the people around him, and probably knew the relationship between the two sides of the following competition.
This point also made Beichen quite criticized, because in Shengxian City, it was not forbidden to fight.
Within the star field, the naked and barbaric rules of survival were presented alive in front of Beichen for the first time, because walking on the street, it was very likely that he would die at any time.
In the body of the phoenix crane, there is a little bit of phoenix blood, and the phoenix feather eye lines on the tail feathers are symbolic.
But the dark green demon beast that is against the phoenix crane is also powerful in blood, and the beast form it turns into is also very domineering, and the two demon beasts, each turned into a two-meter size, fought to the death on the street, and the blood was scattered all over the ground.
At this time, a force stepped in again.
A black bat the size of a millstone, with a hideous face, sharp teeth and a sharp mouth, like a sharp arrow, galloped directly into the battlefield, opened its mouth and bit at the tail feathers of the phoenix crane.
Beichen's eyebrows furrowed slightly, seeing a demon beast intervening, he thought that he was here to help the Soul Burial Ridge, but he didn't expect that the other party was directly helping the Demon Spirit Valley.
The black bat, although not big, was extremely vicious, and it bit one of the middle of the three tail feathers of the phoenix crane in one bite, and the fangs were closed, and in the terrible scream of the phoenix crane, the beautiful tail feathers were bitten off.
For Fenghe, these three tail feathers are the place where its demon yuan gathers, and the middle one is the natal tail feather, which was directly bitten off at this time, and suddenly the origin overflowed, and the ferocity was sharply reduced.
The dark green demon beast did not let go of such a good opportunity, took advantage of the situation and pounced, opened its mouth to bite Feng He's snow-white neck, and began to swallow the pure blood element in Feng He's body.
The phoenix crane was in pain, and the sharp beak of the crane pecked at the eyes of the dark green demon beast through the air.
Although the mutation was rapid, the demon cultivators of the Soul Burial Ridge still came back to their senses, and while scolding angrily, they rushed forward one after another to save the phoenix crane, but the natal tail feathers were broken, and the injury of this phoenix crane was not light.
"Demon Spirit Valley, Orc Palace, you will regret coming to the Seven Realms Star Palace. ”
A demon cultivator at the head of the Burial Soul Ridge has a strange face, narrow eyes, and a cold eye, with the high-level cultivation of the True Immortal Five Heavens, and exudes a dangerous aura all over his body.
"Phoenix Core, why take advantage of the speed of your tongue, you Soul Burial Ridge should be careful this time, there are still a few younger brothers and sisters in my clan, and I just need your demon body!"
In the Demon Spirit Valley, someone spoke up to respond to the threat of Soul Burial Ridge.
Demon Spirit Valley and Orc Palace are the two special human overlord forces in the Qiong Yao Star Boundary.
These two forces have one thing in common, that is, they and the demon clan are natural mortal enemies.
The Demon Spirit Valley is bloodline that gave them the special ability to devour the demon clan and steal the demon clan's overlord body cultivation.
The Orc Palace, on the other hand, is an organization of the Imperial Orcs. Although compared to being devoured, being someone else's beast slave seems to be less culpable. But compared to the Demon Spirit Valley, the Demon Clan hates the Orc Palace more. Because once you are subdued by the orcs, you will be a beast slave for the rest of your life, and unless you succeed in counterattacking, you will forever become a puppet in the hands of others. Arrogant and rude, especially those demon clans with strong bloodlines, who can endure this kind of bad abuse.
But it is undeniable that the Demon Spirit Valley and the Orc Palace are indeed powerful, because each of them has twice as much combat power compared to ordinary people, because they are one person and one beast.
However, in the past five hundred years, with the Xiling Demon Palace entering the Seven Realms Star Palace, facing the giant demons from the 100,000 mountains, these two forces have not had a good time.
But what the crisis brings is not chance.
Giant demons, those rumored demon clan existences actually appeared in the Qiong Yao Star Boundary, which brought irresistible temptation and excitement to the Demon Spirit Valley and the Orc Palace.
Whether it is devouring or enslaving and coexisting, the stronger the demon beast, the stronger the demon spirit valley and the royal orc.
In the star field, only when you are strong is the foundation of survival.
Therefore, the Demon Spirit Valley and the Orc Palace, although they have been severely suppressed by the Xiling Demon Palace in the past five hundred years, their ferocity has not been reduced at all, but has become more aggressive.
Especially in the Demon Spirit Valley or the Orc Palace, when a good seedling against the sky is discovered, the Xiling Demon Palace, or the rest of the demon clan overlords, will inevitably have a fight.
Either the hunting forces of the two families will be wiped out, or there will definitely be a royal cub that will be hunted.
The black bat flew back and landed on the arm of a young man, a man and a beast, but the breath was fused, very coordinated, and also demonic.
"Huangxin, you people are here in the Soul Burial Ridge, it's a bit not enough to see!"
Burial Soul Ridge is also the overlord force of the demon clan, although it is inferior to the Heavenly Owl and the Earth Owl, but it is definitely very powerful, and even the Earth Owl Force does not dare to move at will.
A total of nine people came to the Soul Burial Ridge this time, and six of them were above the True Immortal Triple Heaven.
Huang Xin was about to fight back, but his face changed suddenly, because he found that the young man of the Orc Palace who had just made a sarcastic remark about him seemed to be in trouble at this time.
The black bat, which had been resting quietly on his arm, bared its teeth and bit down on his neck.
"What's going on?"
The expressions of the seven royal orcs of the Orc Palace changed. Although the beast slave backlash is an inevitable problem for the beast man, but Zhuang Zhong's bloodline is strong, and the qualification of the beast man is also superior, and this black oil bat has not yet reached the level of attacking him.
"Demon Spirit Valley, a few of you are here in the Orc Palace, are you afraid?"
Zhuang Zhong deserved to be a superior qualification, and soon he urged the secret method to appease his black oil bat.
It's just that the blood-red eyes and the bloody neck all show that this young man is extremely angry at this time.
Hearing the sarcasm, Zhuang Zhong turned his head angrily, but for the first time, his face changed.
A cyan demon fox, with three slender fox tails behind it, lying gracefully and elegantly on the flowery beast chariot, carrying the beast chariot is four girls with white scarves covering their faces, all of whom have the cultivation of a true fairyland.
The originally noisy street calmed down instantly because of the arrival of this beast.
Beichen sat on top of the restaurant, and was also attracted by this fox.
The three-tailed green fox, with a charming aura all over his body, although it is in the shape of a beast, it exudes an aura silently, especially the pair of narrow cyan demon eyes, which are a little dry when she looks at them.
After all, Zhuang Zhong was a new-generation genius of the Orc Palace, and he quickly forcibly calmed down, and his eyes revealed a vicious light.
However, the identity of the person who came was not simple, and Zhuang Zhong had the heart to step on it, but he didn't have the courage.
"Let's go!"
The leader of the Orc Palace greeted Zhuang Zhong and planned to leave.
The two teams of people and horses in the Orc Palace and the Demon Spirit Valley subconsciously gathered together and planned to leave.
"I want to leave now, you can't help but ignore me!"
The nine demon cultivators of the Burial Soul Ridge subconsciously pulled the way to the Orc Palace and the Demon Spirit Valley, and the corners of their mouths were hooked.
The leader of the Demon Spirit Valley, a young man with a rather resolute face, spoke: "What, Qing Xun, do you want to start a war in advance?"
The demon fox known as Qing Xun giggled and said indifferently: "It's not enough to start a war in advance, after all, it's just me, and I can't stop the two of you, but this kid suddenly intervened and cut off one of Feng He's tail feathers, I want him to be accompanied by three fingers, it's not too much." ”
"What did you say!"
Zhuang Zhong was furious, and the other party actually asked him to cut off his fingers, which was unreasonable.
As an orc, all demon beasts, subconsciously in their eyes, are beast slaves, and they can't compare with them at all.
Qing Xun smiled: "Little guy, you heard it right, it's three fingers, if you keep yourself, I'll take it myself." ”
"Slut, I'm going to turn you into a beast slave!"
Zhuang Zhong was furious and fought back fiercely at Qing Xun.
Hearing this, Qing Xun's expression was slightly gloomy, the hair on his whole body was windless, and a strange demon yuan was struck, and before everyone came back to their senses, Zhuang Zhong's right arm had been cut off.
"Ah---h
The terrible screams shattered the entire street, and everyone came back to their senses, and in a silent manner, the genius boy of the Orc Palace was unloaded by the other party.
Although surprised, thinking of Qing Xun's identity, everyone was also relieved.
Zhuang Zhong held his severed arm and let out a roar of rage like a wild beast.
But before he could fight back, he was taken away by the rest of the disciples of the Orc Palace. At this moment, they don't want to collide with Qing Xun head-on.
As the people from the Demon Spirit Valley and the Orc Palace left, the street regained its vitality.
The demon cultivators of the Burial Soul Ridge each thanked each of them before the Qingxun Beast, and then said goodbye and left.
After everyone left, Qing Xun's eyes swept to the restaurant where Beichen was.
And Beichen finally reluctantly, withdrew his eyes, and focused on a young man wearing a blue hooded cloak at the table opposite him.
Seeing that the young man's clenched hands did not let go for a long time, Beichen shook his head, "Young man!"