Night falls.

On the endless desert, the corpses of the night crows were piled up like mountains, hundreds of meters high, and under the night, there was an indescribable dead silence.

At this moment, in the sky, there are only one man and two beasts.

One person, it's Xia Yun.

The two beasts are the two lacquered night blood crows.

Canghai Yunjiao and other demon beasts have long been injured and returned to the demon spirit space, otherwise they may die.

Xia Jun was also seriously injured, although it was not fatal, but for the next month, he could only lie down.

Xia Yun faced the two lacquered night blood crows with a thunderous body, giving people a strange calm.

In fact, Xia Yun was also seriously injured, after all, the more than a thousand True Immortal-level crows were by no means vegetarians, and it was impossible for him to eliminate them without paying the price.

In this battle, Xia Yun can be said to have suffered heavy losses, and demon beasts such as Canghai Yunjiao need to cultivate for at least two or three months before they can recover a little combat effectiveness.

When Canghai Yunjiao and the other demon beasts returned to the demon spirit space, they were already dying.

As an earth immortal spirit beast, the Lacquer Night Blood Crow had never felt such a huge shame at this moment, and it actually forced a mere mortal to a dead end.

The Immortal Realm, that is, the Four Spirits Continent, is still the world of spirit beasts and immortal beasts, but the Immortal Emperor had an agreement with those supreme immortal beasts back then, so that human beings can live in peace in this land.

Or rather, this kind of agreement gives human beings a certain amount of time to breathe.

After all, what is agreed, if you say no, it will be gone.

In a word, whether it is the Land of the Four Directions or the Four Spirit Continent, human beings are in a weak position, at least not at the top of the food chain.

Of course, the Paint Night Blood Crow also knew that although Xia Yun was a mere mortal, he was not a mortal in the ordinary sense, after all, it was impossible for a mortal to cultivate the Origin Power.

The aura of power released by Xia Yun was the origin of the thunder spirit.

The most critical ......

The Thunder Spirit Origin is the nemesis of the Lacquer Night Blood Crow, and they are inherently afraid of the power of the Thunder Spirit Origin.

At this time, it was not the Paint Night Blood Crow that didn't let Xia Yun leave, but Xia Yun didn't let the Paint Night Blood Crow leave.

This is where the Painted Night Blood Crow feels the most humiliated.

They really can't swallow this breath, but they can't do anything about it.

Xia Yun is too powerful.

"Who told you to come here?"

The blood flame in Xia Yun's right eye was like a blazing sun, making people dare not look at it directly.

Facing the two Lacquered Night Blood Crows that were at the level of Earth Immortals, Xia Yun naturally did not dare to underestimate the enemy and completely released the Blood Moon State, otherwise the result would be reversed.

In other words, Xia Yun's strength is not the origin of the thunder spirit, but the state of the blood moon, with the power of the blood moon divine eyes, he can perfectly control the origin of the thunder spirit, so that the Painted Night Blood Crow has no power to fight back.

Xia Yun knew that if he delayed any longer, the consequences might be unimaginable.

The Lacquered Night Blood Raven should be a demon beast, and there is a demon spirit master behind it.

Without knowing the strength of the other party, Xia Yun didn't dare to wait rashly.

The Paint Night Blood Crow knew what Xia Yun meant, but they didn't intend to answer, even if they could speak, some simple sentences could still be spoken.

"Don't say it?"

Xia Yun couldn't help but smile when he saw the mind of the Lacquer Night Blood Crow.

Although he didn't know anything about the Paint Night Blood Crow, he could use the Blood Moon Divine Eyes to know the horrors of the Paint Night Blood Crow.

At night, that's when the Painted Night Blood Crow really shows its skills.

This is also the reason why the Paint Night Blood Raven did not try all means to escape.

They were confident that at night, Xia Yun could not be their opponent.

It was precisely because of this that these crows would choose to attack Xia Yun and the others near evening.

Now, it was dark, and it was the time for the blood crow to kill in the night.

Gradually, the Lacquer Night Blood Crow disappeared in front of Xia Yun, as if it had never appeared.

Seeing this, Xia Yun raised a strange smile at the corner of his mouth.

If it was someone else, Xia Yun didn't dare to guarantee anything, but when the Paint Night Blood Crow met him, this little trick wouldn't have any effect.

Under the gaze of the Blood Moon God's eyes, the Lacquered Night Blood Crow had nothing to hide.

Not to mention......

Xia Yun didn't plan to give a chance to paint the Night Blood Crow.

"Thunder extinguished!"

With Xia Yun screaming violently, thunder light burst out from his thunder body, and the thunder was like a tide, as if turning into a blazing sun, illuminating this endless desert.

"Quack!"

In the void, there were two screams.

The Lacquer Night Blood Raven fell out of the void, and its whole body was covered with charcoal, exuding a scorching smell, and even the blood crown turned pitch black, no longer blood red, not even the shape of a crown, and it was broken.

"Boom!"

Two Painted Night Blood Crows smashed down on the two hills where the crows' corpses were piled up, and immediately kicked up a rush of dust.

The dignified fairy spirit beast died like this.

"It's a pity ......"

Xia Yun glanced at the collapsed mountain of corpses and shook his head.

He sensed that a strong man was approaching, and he had to leave as soon as possible.

He is very strong, but his strength is limited, especially in the Blood Moon state, which is extremely consuming of mental energy.

After that, Xia Yun picked up Xia Jun in the dust on his back, and flew towards the night sky, and soon disappeared.

The crow corpse on the ground has been buried by the wind and sand.

This is the unforgiving desert.

About a quarter of an hour later.

Several figures appeared in the sky above the corpse of the Painted Night Blood Raven.

At the head was a young man who looked a little older than Xia Yun.

Obviously, the young man was a fairy.

As an immortal, age can never be judged by faces.

"Young master, that person is a bit not simple. ”

A middle-aged man behind the young man glanced at the battlefield and frowned before speaking slowly.

When the young man heard this, he glanced at the death of the two night blood crows, even if the middle-aged man didn't say anything, he knew that he had met a real opponent this time.

Those two lacquered night blood crows were the middle-aged man's demon beasts, how powerful they were, the young man knew very well.

"Can it be saved?"

The young man turned his head to look at the middle-aged man and said seriously.

"Yes. ”

The middle-aged man nodded and said, "But it will take a little time." ”

"How long?"

The young man glanced at the corpse of the Painted Night Blood Raven again.

"A month. ”

The middle-aged man said with certainty.

"Good. ”

The young man exhaled, as if this was the only way to vent the unhappiness in his heart, and said, "Let him live another month." After a pause, "I want to know everything that's going on here." ”

With that, he broke through the air.

When the middle-aged man saw the young man leaving, he shook his head and sighed, knowing that this young master was too impatient, or that he was eager to seek merit.

"Take the corpse of the Paint Night Blood Raven away. ”

The middle-aged man glanced at the two young men behind him and commanded.

"Yes. ”。

So, the middle-aged man followed the younger man as well.

Soon, this endless desert once again returned to its original dead silence, and even the wind and sand stopped for a moment.