"Great Tengu!?"

Ma Xiaoling, who was weak and could only lie on the bed and play mobile games waiting for the good news of Mrs. Huang Xian, looked at the SSR drawn in the game in surprise.

It was her luckiest game ever.

"With such good luck, Third Uncle Huang will definitely be able to come back safely!"

Ma Xiaoling did not hesitate to take a sip of Huang San.

So Huang San turned into green smoke and just escaped from the cave a few seconds ago, he was shocked by the huge demonic power coming from the earth, and he couldn't maintain his escape technique, and turned back into a white weasel, and the body rolled around involuntarily with the vibration of the ground.

Han Shiqi turned his head with murderous aura, and the phantom of the Huang Xian Master suspended in the air naturally fell into his eyes.

And the moment the two met their gaze, both sides froze.

Mrs. Huang Xian was shocked by Han Shiqi's identity as a big tengu, and Han Shiqi felt that the appearance of the white-bearded grandfather was not his plug-in that had been recharged online.

So after a strange pause for ten seconds, the corners of Huang Xian's mouth subconsciously tugged, and then shouted: "Heavenly Demon disintegration!" ”

It disappeared from the cave with a "bang".

Han Shiqi rubbed his eyes: "What the hell, what about my system grandfather?" ”

"Wait, I'll talk!?"

At the same time as the demonic qi was released, the throat bone that had been stuck in the refining process was finally successfully refined.

Being able to speak is Han Shiqi's wish after being reborn, and now he finally got his wish.

However, he still didn't understand what had just happened, but he felt a pain in his head, as if he had been plotted.

The pain made him angry, and when he looked back, he saw a white-bearded old man floating in the air staring at him strangely, and then the old man shouted that the heavenly demon disintegrated, and then there was no more.

Han Shiqi swallowed his saliva, his body trembled slightly, that old man may not be his system golden finger.

"Could it be that there are ghosts?"

Looking left and right, this cave seems to be very gloomy, feeling an inexplicable coolness, Han Shiqi bowed to the cave with some trembling, and seemed to have escaped with his tail between his legs.

It is said that this is the first demon king who is afraid of ghosts in history......

After Master Huang Xian dispersed the extralegal incarnation, the face of the body hiding in a cave somewhere was slightly reddened.

He wasn't afraid of the Great Tengu so he the disintegration of the Heavenly Demon, this is called strategic retreat, and it has nothing to do with escaping at all.

Well, yes......

patting his chest, Master Huang Xian cheered himself up and said, "Hmph, it's just a big tengu, and it's not that this immortal hasn't seen it."

Now that we are in the era of the end of the law, am I still afraid of him? ”

recalled the great battle that affected the entire Chinese cultivation world more than 800 years ago when he had just achieved cultivation, causing the two realms of good and evil in the cultivation world to fall, and more than half of the strong people were killed.

Master Huang Xian subconsciously covered his head and sat on the couch, sweating uncontrollably from his forehead.

The tragic scenes of that great battle kept coming to mind.

The giant demon of the heavens and the earth, the flying sword that circles in formation, and the spell that shines in the sky!

The fierce battle drained the blood of the cultivation world, a large number of cultivation classics were lost, the sect declined, and the cultivation world turned from prosperity to decline until the advent of the end of the Dharma era.

The war was caused by the Demon King Zombie Drought that caused thousands of miles in the land of China, so Master Huang Xian was very sensitive to the news of the zombie's appearance.

When a zombie grows into a drought, it can be called a demon king, and once it is born, it will be devastated.

However, the generation of zombies is more harsh, and modern society has lost the soil for zombie growth.

"The Great Tengu ......"

Getting up from the couch, Mrs. Huang Xian's face was very complicated.

He will never forget the Demon Path Giant Otengu who could generate a tornado with a wave of his wings in the final battle.

Countless senior masters were defeated in the hurricane generated by the Great Tengu.

Blood stained the hurricane's roaring tornadoes, and the Great Tengu left a name for the murderous Storm Lord after that battle.

"Good thing he's dead......"

Master Huang Xian's heart was a little relieved.

Within two years of the end of the war, the Great Tengu was seriously wounded and died, otherwise the remnants of the demons gathered under his command, and the only thing that awaited the unprecedentedly weak Orthodoshin sect was the end of the day.

"However, the Tengu lineage should have been severed after his death.

Where did the one in the Great Khing'an Mountains jump from? ”

"Could it be...... Was he cheating to death in the first place? ”

This was the only reason why Master Huang Xian could think of explaining this matter.

Not to mention the cranky Huang Xian Taiye and the "Demon King Great Tengu" Han Shiqi who fled at the speed of light after being frightened by ghosts, the ground around him returned to calm after the demonic energy broke out, and Huang San shook his groggy head and got up from the ground.

"Fa, what's going on?"

"There are ghosts, there are ghosts, help!!"

Before Huang San could stand still, a violent air flow quickly approached, and he hurriedly lay down and clinged to the ground.

Sure enough, the moment he lay down, a transparent wind blade cut off the trees in the surrounding area more than twenty meters wide, Huang San only felt that his lips were dry, this kind of destructive power was really beyond the reach of the family immortals.

"Bang!"

"Oops!"

Han Shiqi, who was in a panic, stopped after collapsing a hill with a violent air current, and got up from the pile of rubble with a dirty face and shook his hair, looking confused.

After a few seconds, he felt a strange feeling on his back, and Han Shiqi looked back.

"! Wing? ”

The brain is even more confused, genetic mutations?

Where did these wings come from?

"Could it be that my old man, whom I have never met, is an angel?

Not......

There is something wrong with his aesthetic......

Could it be that he is from Germany......"

The heartless complaint made him dilute the fear of seeing the "ghost".

"Hey, Huang San, you haven't left yet?"

With a casual glance, Han Shiqi saw an acquaintance.

Huang San, who shrunk his head and tried to slip away on tiptoe, looked bitter.

However, the moment he turned around, he immediately had a smile on his face, and he used his light-speed blinking skills to say to Han Shiqi enthusiastically: "What else do you have to say, the little one will definitely do it for you." ”

Han Shiqi brought his hideous head in front of Huang San, and his thin figure formed a strong contrast with the huge body of the Great Tengu.

"Me!"

Oh no, the tone is so heavy, he can't be trying to eat me!

Huang San wanted to cry aggrievedly, picking herbs and putting his life into it, it was not worth it.

"I want to see the new one.,Take me to your house and let me go to the network.。

……

Huang San has 10,000 grass (gods) and mud (beasts) galloping through in his heart, your uncle, do you need me to bring such a simple thing as surfing the Internet?

However, on the surface, Huang San leaned over slightly and said softly to the hideous demon king: "My lord, your request is very simple.

There is just a small problem. ”

"You're too big, and going to the city will cause a big commotion.

Why don't you cast a spell and change it? ”

Han Shiqi grinned awkwardly.

Hehe, what the hell are you kidding me?

The change methods obtained from you are basically illusions, and they have to be used with the weasel's natural stinky glands, where do I get the stinky glands?

If Lao Tzu can change the method, he still needs to find you to practice the exercises of the family immortal?

Han Shiqi, who was addicted to the Internet, was anxious.