Volume 1 Journey to the Wasteland Chapter 10 Hunt and Kill (2)

The blood-colored mist shrouded the white night, and Shura rose. Bai Ye's pair of blood-colored heavy pupils looked at each other with the huge snake pupils of the underground cave dragon, although he only had the peak of qi training, but in terms of momentum, he was completely worthy of this terrifying demon beast whose strength was comparable to the peak of foundation building.

The underground cave dragon was running with surging demonic power, "hissing" its hundred-meter body writhing, emitting a faint earthy yellow light, and on the ground, trees fell in pieces.

The underground cave dragon, according to legend, belongs to the subspecies of the pseudo-dragon clan, its body is extremely strong, and the defense of the scale armor is unbreakable without the full force of the monks of the Yudan period, because of the relationship between the living environment, it is also good at manipulating the power of the earth.

"Boom, boom, boom", the underground cave dragon swung its hundred-meter giant tail and struck at the blade of Bai Ye's fist. In the face of the furious attack of the underground cave dragon, Bai Ye was not panicked, he had no intention of getting into this trouble, but since he couldn't hide, it was better to take this opportunity to temper himself.

The golden scriptures in the sea of knowledge are shining and shining, and "Demon God Transformation" is not only a method of cultivating the transformation of the physical body, but more importantly, the battle spirit of the sorcerer himself is improved.

Li Yunhu and the others had already moved to a high ground not far from here, this level of battle was no longer something they could participate in, and Bai Ye's performance was beyond the cognition of their group of ordinary monks.

The white flames and black flames ignited, and the white night fought with the beast in mid-air. It is still the breath of the peak of qi training, but it only relies on its physical body to shake this demon beast without falling behind.

At this moment, his fighting spirit was stronger than ever, and he had ignored everything that was happening in the outside world. "Knock knock, knock knock" His powerful heart was constantly beating, and the black and white true qi was transformed into pure demonic power as the blood flowed through the heart.

Fan Lifa, vertical and horizontal. He realized this, and the demonic power condensed outside the body, and finally evolved into a pair of giant hands, which became a fist and shook the cave dragon.

"Roar!" the underground cave dragon roared angrily, and the wounds on his body became more and more serious. Its resistance was of no use in the face of the more and more courageous White Night, and it seemed so pale and powerless.

Finally, after nearly half an hour of fighting, its hundred-meter-long body was covered in bruises, black and white flames burned all around its body, and the dying underground cave dragon was grabbed by the giant hand and hammered into the earth with a fierce fist.

"It's brutal. The hearts of the people in the distance were numb, and when Bai Ye took the battle state and came to them in a flash, they could be relieved.

"What do you want when you come here?" Bai Ye did not fade Shura's blood pupils, he deliberately stared at these people in front of him, and began to ask questions according to what he wanted in his heart.

"Back to my predecessors, my name is Li Yunhu, I am the head of the Mobei Mercenary Regiment, and I came to the Forest of Ten Thousand Demons this time to complete the bounty task of these three. Li Yunhu raised his hand and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, in the face of such a fierce "evil cultivator", he did not dare to hide the slightest, and told the truth.

"I'm not interested in your mission, I'll ask you, can you know about the mountain?"

"Seniors, juniors only know that it was done by the Xiliang King of the Great Yan Dynasty in the Northwest Desert, and the younger generations don't know the specific situation. ”

"Alright, you can get out. Bai Ye left calmly without looking back, and he already had a certain number in his heart.

"You-" saw that Huo Tiejian, the fourth son of the Huo family, looked very angry, and stopped talking. Staring at the back of the departing White Night. But after Huo Yao glared at him, he quickly remembered what kind of person he had almost offended.

He couldn't help but be frightened, and cold sweat spread all over his body. "By the way," he almost collapsed on the ground, "this one, it's mine." Bai Ye turned around, and with one hand he dragged the poor underground cave dragon corpse into the distance.

Huo Tiejian saw that Li Yunhu and his party were covering their mouths and noses, and looked at him with disgust. He looked down to see that the smell of urine rushed straight to him a little.

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Bai Ye walked on the way back to the tree cave, and he was extremely worried about Mo Yexue in his heart. He didn't take her with him this time, but left her in the hollow of the tree.

The current Mo Yexue, perhaps because of the "Soul Refining Tomb", she has always been like that. His eyes were blank, like a walking corpse, and even if he spoke occasionally, he was intermittent.

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When the golden sunlight shone on all corners of the forest, Bai Ye finally reached the end of his trip, the tree hole.

In the hole of the tree, the burning emotion trembled lightly, and instantly turned into the peerless beauty dressed in red. Bai Ye hugged her, and although she didn't have a body temperature, he still felt very warm.

He was grateful for the reincarnation that allowed them to meet again. The era of the Flood Desolation has ended, and the former Heavenly Dao has been shattered with the collapse of the Flood Desolation Continent.

But reincarnation is different, reincarnation is not affected by the calamity of the era, and even in this era of law, he can still fulfill the blood oath he once made.

Mo Cheng has a life of one billion years, but the happiness in his life is less than a thousand years. Bai Ye has only lived for ten years, but he has what Mo Cheng has been pursuing all his life.

In this life, everything has a chance to do it again, as long as he is strong enough, everything he has pursued can be realized.

After eating the flesh of the underground cave dragon, he sat cross-legged, refining the essence of the demon beast's flesh and blood. The Northwest Desert, the Great Yan Dynasty, the King of Xiliang, he remembered.

Suddenly, two extremely strong monk's breaths appeared within his perceptual range. This time, it's not a demon beast. He immediately retracted his efforts and seized the burning spirit away from here.

Before leaving, he pinched his fingers.

"Elder Zhen, it seems that the news of the spies is correct. A stocky old man said to another tall and lanky old man.

"Elder Jia, don't take it lightly, according to Elder Gao's information, I'm afraid this son has at least a high-level cultivation in the Yuan Infant Stage. After the tall and thin old man finished speaking, his brows suddenly furrowed.

"Elder Jia, I have already discovered the whereabouts of this son, chase!" In less than a breath, the two of them turned into two rays of light and disappeared in place.

Bai Ye frantically fled into the distance, and now he was no match for the two Yuan Infant Stage masters. Sure enough, the so-called "King of Xiliang" will not give up, killing people and cutting down grass and roots, which is a common thing in the cultivation world.

Bai Ye gasped violently, since his awakening, he had been focusing on the improvement and condensation of his cultivation, trying to perfect his qi first and then build a perfect foundation. But he forgot to cultivate his body, so that it was so difficult to escape.

In his previous life, he had cultivated the method of "Feast of Ghosts and Gods", and there was a Dharma name called "Hundred Ghosts Night Walking" in "Feast of Ghosts and Gods", and now he can barely use it.

In the Forest of Ten Thousand Demons, the light in the entire great forest dimmed and began to become dark, and in the sky, only a trace of the remnant sun hung high on it, bright red as blood.

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