Chapter 110: The Shadow Under the Moon

At seven or eight o'clock, it was the time when the nightlife in the imperial capital had just begun, and even the major cultivator academies established in remote places in order to prevent cultivators from harming ordinary people in the aftermath of the battle were brightly lit.

It is said to be remote, but in fact, there are few ordinary people within a radius of three or four hundred meters, but further outward, it is still bustling.

There was silence in the small circle around Storm Academy, except for the occasional few students who had returned from the city, walking back side by side, talking and laughing.

Of course, this place is not like other places, there are not so many uniformed watchmen patrolling around, in fact, many watchmen may not be as good as the instructors of the academy.

Even the cultivation of some watchmen is not as good as that of some talented students.

At this time, two men wearing watchman uniforms were walking on the side of the road, one of them was an older one, with a straight body, but the posture of walking was a little strange, and it seemed that his legs and feet were not very convenient.

The younger ones were only in their teens, and they weren't even as old as the students who walked by, and their immature faces were full of anger.

In addition to the standard preparation for the watchman, both of them have a watch on the wrist of their right hand, which is an ordinary mechanical watch.

It looks like an ordinary watch, but a red trail is drawn on the edge of the dial.

The red parts can be twisted, and if you twist them for a circle and a half, a signal will be sent, and when the signal is received, the powerful mentors in the academy will come out and obliterate the invading enemy.

"You, you're still too young, what are you talking to that Wu Xianding? Is he easy to mess with? In addition to the Ning family, his family can be regarded as one of the most powerful families in the capital. ”

"Yes, you are indeed a genius, at a young age, you naturally awaken without entering the awakening space, but the night watchman is not an academy, the water is deep!"

"Look, didn't you send you here to patrol? This kind of high vocational academy is nearby, either there is no merit at all, and if someone dares to invade, it is also a supreme powerhouse who can easily wipe out the two of us. ”

In the face of the elder's preaching, the boy did not reply, but the stubborn look on his little face all showed that he was not convinced.

Looking at the boy's expression, the old man could only sigh.

"Young and vigorous, vigorous."

The Second House was huge, several laps larger than the First House, which had been destroyed by the battle between the Chef King and Otan.

The road was a little damp, it seemed to have rained not long ago, and the boy was so angry that he didn't notice that he had stepped into a puddle.

"That's bad luck." He muttered and raised his feet, and the old man next to him subconsciously looked down at the so-called "puddle." ”

For a while, a fishy smell surged, and the two of them were slightly disgusted.

"Oh no, it's blood."

By the moonlight sprinkled in the sky, the old man could already see the trace of blood reflected in the so-called puddle.

Years of combat experience made him pick up the small wooden mallet in his hand and strike the ancient gong hanging on his arm the moment he realized this, and the crisp sound of the gong mixed with the old man's voice quickly spread outward.

"It's dry, watch out for the candles!"

The moment the blood was stepped on, it had already trembled and rushed, and the extremely viscous liquid was accumulated, almost turning into a human form.

But the sound of the gong made it tremble violently, and the old man's vicissitudes but full of vitality were like a dragon's roar, and the blood and water that shook the ground were scattered.

With a faint wail, the bloody man who stood up from the blood water turned into a pool of blood and fell, and a trace of pitch-black gas, which was almost so faint that it was impossible to see, also broke free from it and flew into the air.

"What are you doing in a daze, lantern!"

Seeing that the young man was stunned in place because of the change in front of him, the old man hurriedly opened his mouth to scold, waking up from the panic, the young man raised his hand, and a little candle flame reflected a little dim light in the fiery red lantern.

In an instant, a flame snake came out of the lantern, and in the flames, there was a faint hint of Zen chanting.

The flames rushed out, and the young man's face was hot in the hot smoke, and the blazing flames flew, instantly burning the black gas escaping in the air into ashes.

The flames fell, falling on the surface of the blood, which burned as if it were oil, and quickly turned red.

"Something is going to happen!" The old man stared at the burning blood for a long time before he spit out a word.

"So, are we going to send a signal? As you say, if there is an enemy, we will not be able to resist it. ”

Looking at the fire burning on the ground, the young man couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

"No, although he was transferred here, but we night watchmen have their own duties, be careful to transfer the tiger away from the mountain, let's go and see, if you can make any merit this time, even his surname Wu can't stop you from being promoted."

Seeing that the young man was still a little suspicious, the old man sighed, he didn't know how to explain the thick darkness hidden in this matter to the young man.

He put away the gavel, shoved the gong into his bosom, and picked up the lantern again.

"There is darkness in this world, but there is also light, and I hope you can be that ray of light, not the darkness around you."

The old man took a breath of talk and muttered to himself, and a golden ancient Buddha was reflected in his pupils.

"Master, what the hell are you talking about, I think the thing that was burned seems to be the abyss demonic qi mentioned in the previous training."

"Yes, but it's not." The old man walked a few quick steps and came to the young man's side, and as he spoke, he kept observing everything around him.

"That thing is made of a mixture of demonic qi, resentment qi, and blood qi, and it should be the so-called blood demonic qi refined by the demonizer."

"And the demon seed that can have the method of creating blood demonic qi should be the descendant of the Abyss Lord, you remember, if you really encounter this kind of demon, you must immediately ask for help."

The old man admonished, but he never received a reply from the young man, and when he turned around, he found that the young man was staring straight ahead.

"Master, Master, what you said, isn't it, that thing in front?"

In the distance, in the darkness, a figure squirmed in the darkness, and the old man lifted the lamp, and the red light shone through, illuminating the darkness.

There, a figure covered in a pitch-black cloak stood there, holding a small test tube in his hand, which contained a black-red liquid.

As if sensing the light, the man turned around, the scales on his body refracted a hint of red light, and the miserable green pupils even held out the terrifying atmosphere.

"Demon Seed!" This thought came to his heart, and the old man's heart couldn't help but tremble slightly, and the coldness spread in his body, because it represented a disaster.