All the people who passed through the keel wasteland knew that a strange shadow appeared in the most dangerous place in the center, wandering aimlessly all day long, without pupils, there seemed to be a black air flow in the eye sockets, and the people who looked at him all quietly lost all their vitality in a very short period of time, and the corpses and bones all showed the appearance of weathering for a hundred years, which was extremely terrifying. "Daddy, mother www.biquge.info...... "Daddy, mother" Sometimes some people hear the murmur of shadows, overflowing sadness infects the entire keel wasteland, the day he appears, the blue wind of the wasteland is no longer violent, it flows quietly as if it is tamed, but this black wind can no longer tolerate the creatures of the non-keel wasteland to approach.

"Senior brother, are you sure? It is said that since the Wind Demon came, no one is allowed to approach the center of the Dragon Bone Wasteland, if you want to catch it this time, don't pit me to death, everyone is rumoring, the Wind Demon is not easy to mess with." A fat monk stepped on the flying sword and followed closely behind his senior brother, and persuaded with anxiety: "If you want to refine the Feng Yuan Pill, where can't you catch the wind spirit......?"

The tall and thin man who had been silent turned around and glared at his junior brother fiercely, and shouted in a low voice: "Shut up for me!" The Great Elder's birthday is approaching, if we capture this wind demon and refine it into the Feng Yuan Pill to give to the Great Elder, we will definitely be able to be appreciated and promoted by the Great Elder in the sect in the future, and at that time, it was not above ten thousand people under one person!" The fat monk said yes again and again, his eyes shining with essence and no longer raising objections. The keel wasteland has changed dramatically, it's simply ...... Like a demon cave that breeds monsters, all the spiritual energy within a radius of thousands of miles is constantly sucked and gathered together, and I don't know what will be swallowed in the end.

The two of them approached the center of the sudden change in wind speed, and fell at the same time, put away the sword control supernatural power, and the atmosphere did not dare to move forward slowly step by step, a very terrifying feature of this place is the rejection of spiritual power, once they feel the fluctuation of spiritual power, they will be restless and even violent and hurt people, the monks who want to enter the core of the dragon bone wasteland have no choice but to block their spiritual power, and in a short period of time, they are completely like an ordinary person, because of this, the core of the dragon bone wasteland is more and more synonymous with terror, and in the entire core range, mortals can also kill monks," The equality of all beings" is fully distorted in the realm of the black wind.

"Listen, fat man, the core of the Dragon Bone Wasteland is also known as the wind mound, it seems that all the guys who violate the rules of the forbidden spirit in the core area have all stayed in the core area forever, if you put me a smart point after entering, if you are found by the wind demon, I will stuff you into the wind demon's mouth!" The tall and thin monk squinted his eyes and said coldly, the fat monk shivered, looked at his senior brother with a cower, and cried with a sad face: "Senior brother, I, I'm still waiting for you outside." ”

The tall and thin monk laughed strangely: "What if you run away? I still expect you to help me, come with me!" The fat monk was not allowed to resist at all, his senior brother carried his collar and walked deeper, the further he went, the slower the black wind flowed, and slowly accumulated into a faint black wind curtain in the air, the wind seemed to be pouring out, the tall and thin man's hair was rising, and the people who escaped from here said that before they saw the wind demon, they would always hear something, as if it was what he heard now: "Father, mother." Have you seen my father and mother? They are in my house, but where is my house? And my brother, my brother is not home, have you seen my family?"

The tall and thin man held his breath tightly, and his hands covered the fat monk's face and almost suffocated him, and a blue-black shadow came from the wind, and the whirlwind of wind surrounded him like an elf dancing around the king, cheering and whispering.

"Have you seen my father and brother?" the white and bloodless face appeared in the fat monk's sight, and black blood continued to flow from the black eye hole without pupils, and disappeared in the whirlwind in front of him, it was a ...... A little boy of fifteen or sixteen years old, despite this, the two still felt a little creepy.

The fat monk shook his head desperately, the mouth covered by the senior brother kept making a "woo" sound of fear, his pupils constricted to the limit, and the bloodshot speed visible to the naked eye filled his eyes, if something terrible appeared, the fat monk might be scared to death. A foul smell wafted out, and when the thin monk looked down, the fat man's robe in his hand had been stained with ** filth.

"Haven't you seen my father and brother yet?" Seeing the fat monk shake his head, the boy raised his head and looked at the thin monk.

The fat monk broke his brother's hand and said hurriedly: "No, no, we two senior brothers have not seen your family, you go quickly, go to other places to find your father and brother, please, please!" When the young man heard this, he actually began to cry, large drops of black blood flowed out of the hole in his eyes, and the wind around him howled violently, as if he was screaming for this.

"Wait, I know where your brother is, he is now an outer disciple in my sect, do you want to see him, I can take you to meet him, to meet your brother!" The lost boy sobbed and got up and turned to walk towards the wind, and the wind in the entire space made way for him to return to the wind and continue to wander. The Wind Demon, who had half stepped into the wind-framed corridor, stopped, his empty eyes fixed on the thin monk again. Leaning forward, he stood up straight again: "You, what did you say?"

The thin monk's eyes rolled, "I said I know where your brother doesn't return, and I can take you to your brother." ”

"Brother, brother......" the young man said repeatedly, a flash of blood flashed on his pale face, and he slowly walked back to the thin monk, kneeling on one knee, his head hanging deeply, as humble as a mortal meeting a king: "Take me to my brother, thank you... I ask you... Take me to my brother. ”

The wind demon suddenly turned back and knelt down in front of him, the frightened thin monk took a big breath, his beating heart finally calmed down, his eyes rolled, he stared at the wind demon carefully and smiled weirdly: "Okay, I'll take you to your brother." The trembling legs propped up again, kicked away his junior brother, the man's right hand slapped the wind demon's shoulder, carefully felt the wind demon's body quietly flowing, can be called the terrifying wind spiritual power, the violent eyes are unconcealable surprise and greed, where is this wind demon, this is simply a highly refined and highly condensed wind element!

"Developed, developed!" The thin monk who was ecstatic in his heart coughed dryly, looked at the wind demon seriously, and said: "Our sect has strict rules, only disciples of this sect can enter the sect, otherwise they will be killed by the masters in the sect, in order to take you in, you must join my Taiping Sect, and be an outer disciple like your brother, can you be willing?" Seeing that the young man nodded slightly, the thin monk bit his fingertips impatiently, pulled the young man's body, and drew a complex mark between his eyebrows, like a brand, shallow into the young man's eyebrows, that is the private mark of their Taiping Sect to inform the belonging of the same sect, the sect master stipulates that as long as the disciples of the sect go out to find something that is not extremely important to the sect, the mark on the mark belongs to private ownership, and the same door cannot be snatched, although the wind spirit is rare, it is not a precious thing, the brand flashes with blood, which means that this "thing" There is already a master, no one has the right to rob, once someone has a bad intention, they have to consider the fate of angering the sect, the Taiping Sect is not a big faction, but it has its own unique strength!

The fat monk looked enviously at the senior brother who left his mark on the head of the wind demon, and secretly regretted in his heart that he didn't have the courage to take a step ahead of the senior brother, you know, the wind demon asked him first! Even though he regretted it in a thousand ways, the fat monk still squeezed out a smile and looked at the senior brother who grabbed the young man's body: "Senior brother, if there is any benefit, don't forget your own brother." ”

The thin monk rolled his eyes and snorted coldly, set up his flying sword, and squinted at the fat monk: "You are indispensable, it will be good to follow me in the future, and next time you will be excused from what you do, don't say that I won't take you with you." The fat monk accompanied the smiling face and said yes, turned into an aurora and went south, the target was a third-rate sect in the south of Zhongzhou, the Taiping Sect.

"Can you really help me find my brother?" The monk who was bent on controlling the flying sword heard the still young and immature voice in his arms, and replied without thinking: "That's natural, you can meet and reunite with your brother when you go back with me, what I said is true, and you will know if it is true or false when I return to the sect with me." ”

The young man stopped crying, and there were wisps of gold and blue blood in his eyes, and suddenly the blood light lit up, completely drowning the other two colors, and the wind demon also spoke at this time: "I hate people who lie to me, you must not lie to me, all those who deceived me have borne the price of lies, I really, just want to find my brother." At the same time as the three of them left the Dragon Bone Wasteland, the black wind curtain in the core area hummed, rolling up a small storm, the color of the black storm quickly faded, and finally turned into a cyan wind and chased the three of them directly, injecting the young man's body, and the thin monk who listened attentively to the young man's words was cold from his heart, and unconsciously fought a cold war, but he did not say a word, and accelerated the speed of the flying sword without saying a word.

The wind calmed down. Living in a village near the core area of the Dragonbone Wasteland, an old man raised his head to look in the direction of Qing Feng's departure, and shook his head in confusion: "Who has a bad idea of wanting to catch the Wind Demon Lord? No one has provoked the Wind Demon Lord for thousands of years, has anyone forgotten the horror of the Fourteen Sects of the Tanglin Mountain Range being exterminated by the Wind Demon Lord? "Not far from the keel wasteland, the eastern Tanglin Mountains are verdant, and you can vaguely see the damaged buildings and white bones under the moss, the Tanglin Mountains have a history of 10,000 years, but the weathering of the building ruins and white bones has already exceeded 100,000 years, it is rumored that every time the storm rages, the Tanglin Mountains will be haunted, that is the remorse of the remnants of the remnants of the lord of the fourteen sects, a moment of greed, the wind is angry, the wind burns the mountain gate, and the door is destroyed.

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