When the time was approaching, on the quiet and uninhabited mountain road outside Xianlin Village, a mournful and high-pitched wail suddenly sounded, as if all the ghosts were crying and resentful. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoIn an instant, a black mist as thick as if it had substance spread through the trees, obscuring the little halo left of the waning moon in the sky. The miserable cry of high and low, a thousand turns, combined with wind chimes made from the skull of a one-year-old baby and a human skin drum made from the skin on the back of a beautiful woman, are combined into a strange and sad ballad.

In the staccato tone of the Requiem, a large black cart pulled by the belly of eight demon beasts drove out unhurriedly, and every time the wheel turned, the soul of the unjust ghost was twisted into the axle of the car, making a piercing scream. Behind the carriage were four men and women with different descriptions, the first one was tall and mighty, with a dignified face, riding a skeleton horse with a foot on the flames, and it was the great leader of the four generals of the Demon Realm. In his arms sat a petite and weak woman in a gauze robe, looking thin and elegant, as pure and holy as the Hollow Valley Orchid, no one could connect her with the famous Southern Marshal of the Demon Realm, Qin Gang.

And next to the blood-exhausted skeleton horse, the northern general Tantra monk, who was wearing gray monk's clothes and had several strings of huge Buddha beads hanging on his neck and wrists, patted the cannibal monster Zhu Huai who looked like a green ox but had four horns, no matter how the surroundings changed, he always looked kind with a smile and joy. In contrast, the giant tiger under the seat of another female general, Liu Jinu, is a little ordinary, but if you look closely, you will find that the giant tiger's fur has long been stained with blood, and countless ghosts are surrounding the giant tiger, greedily ****ing the dried blood clots on its body.

Behind the four generals, followed by countless hideous and ugly low-level demon soldiers, the first one was covered with a black cloak, it was the mysterious person who fought with Shao Suhui and several people on the mass grave outside Jingchuan City that day, the initiator of the disappearance of martial arts people in Northern Xinjiang, and the traitor of the spiritual world who had been in the same door as Ling Yan and Qin Ke'er - Wen Maochang.

Seeing that Xianlin Village was only one step away, the black carriage in front suddenly stopped, and the requiem of the Crying Ghost finally fell silent. "Blood is exhausted," a low voice came from the carriage, with a hint of hoarseness and laziness that had just woken up from a sound sleep, but it was difficult to hide the domineering arrogance, and everyone in the demon clan behind the carriage was awe-inspiring in their hearts, and they didn't dare to make any sound.

"Since the spirit world is ready to stand here, you can take everyone and accompany them to play casually and move their muscles." As soon as the words fell, a young man dressed in black dark clothes and wearing a dark red piping flame pattern belt around his waist walked out of the car, who was the current Lord of the Demon Realm, Demon Venerable Lin Fei. In terms of his facial features alone, he is actually very handsome and handsome, and he is more majestic than the nobles in the world. However, those blue eyes, which were supposed to be amorous like water, were full of evil and frivolous, and when they were staring at them, they were fierce and fierce, which made people shudder.

"See the Lord!"

Seeing the Demon Venerable step out of the carriage, the four generals of the Demon Realm hurriedly knelt down with the demons behind them, leaned down and bowed their heads, and respectfully greeted their moody Lord of Ten Thousand Demons.

"Get up." Lin Fei flicked his sleeves, perhaps because the Snow Lotus Demon Yuan was close at hand, he was in a good mood today, and he had no thoughts of destroying anything for the time being. "If you meet the four patriarchs of the demon world, a few of you, especially the blood exhaustion, restrain a little, and just point to the end. But when you encounter the clansmen of the spirit world and the demon world, no matter who it is, just rest assured that you can kill boldly. After a while, whoever kills more people in the array, the deity will give whoever has a magic technique. Do you understand? ”

The demon world has always relied on strength to speak, and the kinship is weak, as long as you can increase your own cultivation, other people's lives are not in your eyes at all. In the demon realm where there is no more fighting, Lin Fei can sit firmly in the position of the Demon Venerable for three hundred years, and naturally his magic skills are profound, and no one dares to look at him. Not to mention that he taught him a trick of magic skills, but if he gave him a random point, all demons would rush to him. Therefore, as soon as Lin Fei's words were finished, the demons immediately became excited, and they all geared up, and they could rush into Xianlin Village to slaughter as soon as they gave an order.

Throwing the matter of controlling the demon soldiers to the four generals, Lin Fei abandoned the carriage, took a stealth and swept into the trapped demon array of Xianlin Village first, and went straight to the entrance of Shaohua Valley in the back mountain. The trapped demon array designed by Ling Yan and Jun Xian together was indeed exquisite and unique, and its power was extraordinary, more than enough to deal with ordinary demon clans. But this kind of formation, in the eyes of the Demon Venerable Lin Fei, who has practiced for thousands of years, is just a small skill of carving insects. Even if it is the most dangerous killing formation, Lin Fei only needs a little concentration to break it, but after the broken formation changes formation, how many casualties will be caused to the demon soldiers behind him, the Demon Venerable will not take it to heart. There are thousands of demon soldiers of different levels under his command, and as long as the law of birth, old age, sickness and death remains unchanged, the resources for refining demon soldiers will be inexhaustible. Even if those low-level demon soldiers were not good enough and lost here, Lin Fei would not feel the slightest bit distressed, on the contrary, he would also thank this trapped demon array in the spirit world for screening the best elite troops for him.

Like a cloud of smoke all the way to the back mountain, Lin Fei felt from a distance that there were three Terran teenagers guarding outside the cave at the entrance of Shaohua Valley, and he couldn't help but stop and gaze at it. I saw that the first person in white clothes was clean and elegant, and it was Fang Linyuan, an "old friend" he hadn't seen for many years. And standing beside Fang Linyuan, the young man in Tsing Yi who seemed to have a close relationship with Fang Linyuan and was extraordinary, Lin Fei remembered that his name seemed to be Feng Yinran, who was the inheritor of the Phoenix Fire that he had only found out and confirmed not long ago.

Although he hasn't figured out why the phoenix fire, which has been unique for 10,000 years, was born in the body of a mortal, Lin Fei has been collecting rare materials for many years in order to refine the "Sansheng Nai He Dan" recorded in the ancient secretary and can spy on the chances of his previous life, and has always reported the purpose of preferring to kill by mistake rather than let go. Therefore, as soon as he found out what was special about Feng Yinran after he came out of retreat, he immediately sent Ling'er and Qianbian to test Feng Yinran, but he didn't expect that this young little marquis actually had some ability, killed two of his demon disciples in a row, and lived unharmed until now.

Interesting, really interesting. As soon as he saw Fang Linyuan and Feng Yinran standing side by side talking and laughing, Lin Fei felt extremely uncomfortable in his heart, and he couldn't wait to rush over and forcibly break up the two of them. However, tonight's primary target is the Snow Lotus Demon Yuan on Liuyin's body, Lin Fei snorted coldly, and decided to let go of the pair of little lovers for the time being, and don't look at the remaining young man in dark red clothes, Liuyin's other apprentice, Shao Suyi.

Lin Fei, as the master of all demons with profound demonic skills, although he is not as good at divination as the spirit world, he can pinch and calculate, and the demons themselves have the methods of observing the root bone creation of other races. For example, he could see that the pure white aura and black demonic qi on Fang Linyuan's body were entangled, and Feng Yinran's body was faintly filled with the light of flames. But on the body of the red-clothed young man Shao Suxuan, Lin Fei couldn't observe or feel half of his breath, as if something powerful was enveloping him, silently protecting this unusual Terran boy.

Interesting, indeed interesting. Lin Fei retracted his gaze and couldn't help but smile again in his heart. With the all-out offensive of the demon clan, the battle in Xianlin Village under the mountain has begun, and the mountains are shaking and the flames are everywhere for a while, but the three young people guarding here do not seem to be affected by the melee of the trapped demon array, and they are still talking and laughing, and it is very lively.

Lin Fei sneered, he had already seen everything he wanted to see, so naturally he would not stay here longer, he only glanced at Fang Linyuan a little more, and his figure flashed, and he didn't look at Ning Xilou, who was sitting in the cave, passed through the barrier at the mouth of the valley, and stepped into the Shaohua Valley.