Chapter 117: A Letter

About another week had passed, Xiao Zi and Tang Lin were competing hand and foot, and the Demon Lion was in retreat to evolve the exercises. Suddenly, I heard the sound of explosions outside the cave.

The sound of the explosion was endless, as if it had ignited countless ** in the mountains. After a long time, the sound of the explosion gradually became quieter, and a loud shout was heard, which came as fast as the waves of the sea, and there was an unstoppable force. A gruff voice shouted, "Rats, get out!"

Tang Lin and Xiao Zi both stopped to look at the Demon Lion, the momentum outside was so huge, they must have come for the Demon Lion. Listening to that person's voice, it was calm and heavy, and it was expected that it must be a person with extremely deep cultivation, and this voice Tang Lin sounded a little familiar, as if it was the voice of the great leader of the Wanyun Sect.

The demon lion slowly opened his eyes and was silent.

The voice continued to shout: "Get out of here, Rats, offer the opportunity of your Demon Lion Clan, Grandpa will spare you from death!"

Tang Lin and Xiao Zi weren't very sure before, but when they heard the word Demon Lion, they knew that this person was really coming for the Demon Lion. Xiao Zidang was annoyed, and a pair of eyes flashed with thunder and fire, and he just wanted to go out and fight that person to the death.

But the demon lion stopped: "Calm down! Don't act rashly!"

Xiao Zi heard that someone had insulted the Demon Lion, how could she stay calm, even if she wanted to spread the word and ask for battle. But Tang Lin glared at him and signaled him not to be impulsive. Since the magic lion said so, he naturally has his reasons.

Xiao Zi snorted coldly, shook her head helplessly, and had to give up, pressing a burst of anger into her stomach.

The demon lion said, "Follow me, let them scold!" After speaking, the demon lion ran towards the entrance of the cave, and Tang Lin and Xiao Zi also followed him.

The demon lion ran to the entrance of the cave, approached the cliff, and suddenly stopped. In front of you is a cliff, the cliff does not know how deep it is, and when you look down, you only see a darkness. Tang Lin and Xiao Zi walked to the cliff, only to feel a cold wind blowing, blowing their hair upside down.

The demon lion said, "I'll jump down first, you just fly down!" After saying that, the demon lion struggled to jump down, falling a distance, and the demon lion stretched out his claws and grabbed on the cliff wall.

His claws scratched two three-foot-long scratches on the cliff wall before he stopped. I saw the demon lion on the cliff, constantly jumping, and every time he jumped down, he could use his claws to stabilize his body.

Tang Lin and Xiao Zi glanced at each other and made a decision. Tang Lin jumped onto Xiao Zi's back, and Xiao Zi spread her wings and flew towards the bottom of the cliff.

On the cliff, there are two teams of people, each with about a dozen people. In front of him stood two men, one wearing a gold ring around his neck, and the other wearing a red coat.

The man in the red coat stroked the fallen hair with his hand and said, "This demon lion has a strange mentality, and it can't provoke him like this." ”

The man wearing the golden ring had a solemn face, and only after a long time did he speak: "There's no need to provoke him, you have to find another way to let him out." ”

One of the people behind the red coat spoke: "His Royal Highness the Prince, is it necessary to be so troublesome, I think it's good to kill it directly." ”

This person wearing a red coat is naturally the prince of Zhaoyang Kingdom, the leader of Zhaoyang Mansion" Duan Gaoyang. And the person wearing the gold ring around his neck was the leader of the Wanyun Sect, "Han Shicheng".

On that day, Duan Gaoyang suddenly brought people to Wanyun Sect and said that he had something important to discuss with Han Shicheng. Han Shicheng was very strange, the strength of Zhaoyang Mansion was not weaker than that of Wanyun Sect, and even stronger than Wanyun Sect, why would he talk to him. But out of politeness, he still gave a banquet to greet him.

At the banquet, Duan Gaoyang suddenly asked, "I wonder if Brother Shicheng knows about the demon lion in this Jiazi Tower?"

When Han Shicheng heard Duan Gaoyang talk about the demon lion, he said strangely: "Oh, demon lion, what is this demon lion?" Although the eyes of the Wanyun Sect were all over Jiazi City, they didn't learn the news outside the city so quickly. The Yin-Yang Gate also found the Demon Lion outside the city by chance, so it went to arrest him.

Duan Gaoyang took out a stacked rag from the space magic weapon and handed it to the person beside him. The man took the rag, walked up to Han Shicheng, and handed him the rag.

Han Shicheng took the rag and frowned and asked, "What is this?"

"You'll know when you're done. Duan Gaoyang said with a smile.

The rag was slowly unfolded, and the dense words written in blood were crookedly on the top, and the words looked extremely ugly, as if they were written in a hurry, and they were not easy to recognize, but Han Shicheng continued to context, and he could barely see what was written in the scroll. The cloth reads: "I found a powerful demon lion four hundred miles southeast of Jiazi City, and followed the demon lion all the way to a canyon. I saw the demon lion running on the cliff as if he were walking on the ground, and knowing how extraordinary he was, I quietly climbed on the cliff and followed him down. But when the demon lion found out where I was, he suddenly yelled at me, and I was startled, and my hand slipped and I fell to the bottom of the cliff......."

Suddenly, when Han Shicheng saw the words below, he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and asked Duan Gaoyang solemnly, "Is this true or false?"

Duan Gao said: "The person who sent this letter is a senior of the eighth level of Qi Gathering in my country, he has cultivated a special technique, and his soul will not disperse immediately after death. He saw that he was dead, and he didn't want the news to be unnoticed, so he attached it to his body again, and took control of his body and wrote this letter in blood. He threw the letter to the top of the cliff with a technique. After a long time, someone found the letter and put it in my hands. ”

Han Shicheng nodded, seemingly calm on the surface, but there were turbulent waves in his heart. Because the next content is too mad.

The second half of the letter reads: "I have been missing for an unknown amount of time, and when I woke up, I found my body hanging from a tree. It was thanks to the tree that my body was not broken, but in spite of this, my body was shattered. I have cultivated the 'Yellow Spring Soul Attraction Technique', and my soul will not disperse immediately after death. Although the bottom of the cliff was dark, I was able to see the whole picture of the bottom of the cliff with ease. I saw that there were countless demon lion bones at the bottom of the cliff, and those bones were in different states, as if they were alive, and there were several skeletons with the soul of the demon lion on them. The soul was strong, but it was sluggish. Anyway, I'm already dead, so I'm not afraid, so I have a little courage and walk towards the soul of the demon lion. But when I approached the soul of the demon lion about a mile, the soul suddenly came back to life and yelled at me, almost shocking my soul. I hurriedly fled backwards, and in a hurry, I suddenly felt a red in front of me, and flew up, and when I looked, I found a large pool of blood below. The pool of blood was boiling, and from time to time it would condense into a demon lion and rush out. ”

"The boiling blood, the soul of the demon lion, Rao is my soul state, I also feel scared in my heart, the yin aura here is strong, for my life to see the most, I have a hunch that this place is extraordinary, the soul returns to the corpse, the blood book this letter, I hope that someone can find my body after seeing it, and bury me in my homeland. The letter said that this was the end, but the surprise in Han Shicheng's heart still did not dissipate.

He asked excitedly, "Since this place is so extraordinary, there may be a great opportunity, why are you looking for me?" He didn't think that Duan Gaoyang wanted to share it with him.

Duan Gaoyang laughed and said, "I am naturally looking for you because the strength of my Zhaoyang Mansion can't afford this opportunity. ”

"Oh?" Han Shicheng said strangely: "You Zhaoyang Mansion don't say that you are a ninth-level Qi Gathering Player, just say that you are a good player at the eighth level of Qi Gathering, there are more than ten of them. How could you not take this opportunity?" "If the ninth level of Qi Gathering is the top strength, then the eighth level of Qi gathering is the backbone. There is a big difference between the ninth level of Qi Gathering and the eighth level of Qi Gathering, but they are also rare, and the people who often play a decisive role in a battle are still these monks of the eighth level of Qi gathering. Although the strength of Wanyun Sect had increased a lot before, there were only seven monks at the eighth level of Qi Gathering, which was far worse than Zhaoyang Mansion.

Duan Gaoyang sighed and said, "Alas, it's difficult! I'm afraid that this battle will be difficult for the eighth-level cultivators to resist!"

"This demon lion is actually so strong?" Han Shicheng asked.

Duan Gaoyang said to the talented person next to him, "Xiuwen, tell Leader Han about your battle experience with the Demon Lion. ”

This talented person is the monk who escaped from the hands of the Demon Lion and Tang Lin. His cultivation has reached the eighth level of Qi Gathering, and he is good at attacking with sound rhythm, and his full name is "Zhang Xiuwen".

Zhang Xiuwen opened his mouth and said: "That demon lion's strength is really not bad, he is seriously injured, but he can still fight the seven of us." He killed all three of us with lightning speed. Although we restrained him, a man in a black robe who appeared out of nowhere came out of nowhere and rescued him. The other three were killed, and I was the only one who escaped. ”

Han Shicheng smiled in his heart, thinking that the strength of this demon lion was not as terrifying as he imagined, and he was almost subdued by a few of them.

Seeing the mockery on Han Shicheng's face, Duan Gaoyang spoke: "Although this demon lion is powerful, more people can always subdue him. But the most important thing is the skeleton of the demon lion and the pool of blood at the bottom of the cliff. If I'm right, each of those skeletons has the same strength as the Demon Lion, and maybe even stronger than the Demon Lion. ”

Han Shicheng said: "I don't believe that a few skeletons can make any waves, even if there are a few wisps of remnant souls left in the world, they are also lonely souls and wild ghosts, and there is nothing to be afraid of." ”

"You're wrong! I once sent someone who is a good feng shui artist to observe the rift valley and came to a conclusion, that place is the 'Land of Yin Gathering and Transforming Spirits' The bones of the demon lion have created countless yin qi, preserving their souls from extinction, so that they have the strength of their lifetime, and the blood pool is the inheritance of the power of the dead demon lion. Duan Gao said.

Han Shicheng was silent, thinking about the truth of Duan Gaoyang's words, if these dead demon lions had the strength of their lives, then how would they deal with them, but when he heard that the blood pool was the inheritance of the power of the demon lion, his heart moved again, and he swayed from side to side.

Duan Gaoyang thought that Han Shicheng was afraid of the dead demon lions, so he smiled and said, "You don't have to worry, I have a magic weapon that can make those demon lions temporarily lose their strength." ”