As a bystander, I witnessed the whole process of the crow's death.

In fact, I had already seen this scene as early as the day when he first encountered a crow, he lost to Lu Tu's demon sealing technique, and turned into thousands of crows to escape.

At that time, a feather fell on my face without oblivion, and in a trance, I saw the picture of the crow before it died.

At that time, I was quite puzzled, he was so dignified, why did he commit suicide by throwing himself into the river?

Today, entering the illusion of the three-eyed crow, I knew the cause and effect of the whole thing, and I couldn't help but cry secretly for the crow's tragic experience.

Xiaomei, whom he loved deeply, was caught by his grandmother on a cloudy day and taken to the underworld, and he could only watch her go, but he couldn't do anything.

Maybe even the crow himself didn't expect that the wish he made before his death actually came true.

This road after death, he must have walked very difficult, bloody, he went all the way from a terrible ghost, in the tempering of death, and became an asura-level yin thing.

He is the legendary three-eyed crow, the soul totem of the Yellow River corpse fisher.

So now, has the crow succeeded in taking revenge? Did he rescue his beloved girl from his grandmother on a cloudy day?

I sat alone on a raft, staring at the boiling waters of the Yellow River, and my heart was full of emotions.

The raven is my mortal enemy, and I sympathize with him, but I still want to kill him, and this will not change because I have witnessed the tragic fate of the crow.

This is my destiny and that of him.

Then, use the greatness of the enemy to reflect the immortality of my Li Zhiwen!

Soon, this world, with the departure of the crow, collapsed and disintegrated.

I slept for an unknown amount of time in the darkness where I couldn't see my fingers, and slowly woke up to find myself lying in the arms of the sinister peak.

He shushed at me and motioned to silence.

Zhu Feiyue breathed a sigh of relief, and whispered to me: "You were in an evil spirit just now, and you were in a coma for three minutes, but you made us anxious, and I thought that you were killed by the crow's illusion like the flash maggot." ”

Only three minutes have passed?

I struggled to sit up from the bosom of the insidious peak, and looked around in confusion, the darkness around us, we were still lurking on the edge of the cliff, and in the valley below, the battle between crows and maggots had finally come to an end.

The maggot died.

As in the illusion, the maggots were drowned alive.

This hunchbacked old man with a distorted personality, drenched all over his body, like a chicken in soup, stood in place, his skin was highly rotten, and was swollen and deformed by the blisters.

His facial features were enlarged several times, his body was crooked, and he fell to the ground and died.

The third eye between the crow's eyebrows had also disappeared, and the wind was blowing his soft hair, and his side face was extremely beautiful, and there was gloom and deep sadness in the beauty.

The crow stood up, looked at the corpse of the maggot, and said softly: "Lu Tu, I will never forget the humiliation of the broken arm last time, and the next time we meet again, you will die under the illusion of the three-eyed crow!" ”

As he spoke, he slowly walked to the side of the maggot and looked at the other party with his head down: "This old pig and dog, killing you with illusion is simply a stain on me!" ”

"But I have to admit that now I, if I don't rely on illusion, I am indeed not your opponent." The crow looked at his dead gray arms, and clenched his teeth: "My lost severed limb fell into Liu Neng's hands, and during these days, he gave me at least fifty kinds of descending techniques!" My hand...... It can no longer be sealed. ”

"But now, everything doesn't matter, just use the soul of this old beast to break through the seal of the descent!"

As the words fell, a ruthless look appeared on the crow's face, and his palm gently grabbed the body of the maggot, and a large mass of translucent substance was grabbed out by him.

This mass of substance was the soul of the maggot, and before he died, he said weakly:

"The illusion of the three-eyed crow is so deadly...... I was defeated, and I was convinced. ”

"Poor thing, Xiaomei, whom you love so much, has she been tortured now and is no longer human, right?"

The crow was not annoyed by the maggot's vicious ridicule, and he opened his mouth expressionlessly, and devoured the maggot in one gulp, as if he were eating a steamed bun.

With each swallow, the maggot let out a terrible scream that pierced the night sky and was so terrifying that it shocked the soul.

Sun Shengcai, who was on the side, was woken up from his coma, staring at the crow in horror, his body trembling.

Swallowing the whole soul of the maggot, the crow licked his lips with satisfaction: "I didn't expect the soul of the old pig and dog to be so delicious......

"Use this soul as a guide to impact the Descending Technique Seal!"

The crow recited the incantation lightly, and there was a strange sound of breaking bones and muscles in his body! In both arms, a thick mist of water is emitted!

Those mist were as black as ink, surrounding him, and I, who was hiding in the shadows, could clearly perceive that the crow's aura was much stronger than before!

After swallowing the soul of the maggot, he actually ...... There are faint signs of a breakthrough!

The Sinister Peak stared at the crow sluggishly, and muttered, "It seems that the benefits of devouring souls are more domineering than I imagined!" ”

"If I can also devour the soul of the maggot level, then can I step into the Shura realm in one fell swoop?"

After more than ten minutes, the mist on the crow's body gradually disappeared, and he slowly raised his head and looked at his hands.

The dead gray color on the arms has completely disappeared, and the skin has returned to its original pale whiteness.

Liu Neng's descending technique was brutally cracked by him in this cruel and bloody way!

The crow moved his hands and clenched his fists slightly, as if sensing the change in the strength in his body, and it was difficult for me to see the joy and anger from his blank expression.

He stood motionless, the night, madly still, the moon hid in the clouds, and the darkness around him was plunged into darkness where he could not see his fingers.

Occasionally, a few insect calls can be heard.

Suddenly, from the darkness around us, without warning, came a scathing laugh:

"Crow, congratulations, you've successfully devoured the maggots."

The three of us were scared and trembling at the same time! The point is that it's so close to us, less than two meters!

Almost at the same time as the sound came out, Yin Peak grabbed me and Zhu Feiyue with both hands, and pulled us behind the big rocks.

Immediately after, a miserable figure walked out from behind.

The figure almost passed by us, strangely enough, it did not find us, or rather, it had already found it, but our existence was too humble to attract its attention.

The figure, a small figure dressed in Cambrian robes, stood on the edge of a cliff and looked condescendingly at the crow as it brushed shoulders with the stone where we were hiding.

After cultivating the aura, my eyesight was far beyond that of ordinary people, and even though it was so dark that I couldn't see my fingers, I could still see the appearance of the figure.

He's a teenager.

The young man has clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and his white little face is a little childish, and his appearance has nothing to do with being handsome, but it is not disgusting.

He looked sixteen or seventeen years old, a bit like a child who had just entered high school, but he was full of gray hair, and I don't know if he was dyed like this on purpose, or if he was "less white", with long sideburns, against his cheeks, hanging down to his chin.

I looked at his face and my heart was full of surprise.

This kid is actually an official member of Cambrian? He's too young, isn't he? Even if you practice in your mother's womb, in just ten years, I'm afraid you won't be able to cultivate a famous hall, right?

At most, like me, the Rakshasa Realm has come to an end.

There are no weak people in the Cambrian, and the Rakshasa realm cannot be on the table at all.

"It should be good-looking, his appearance is just an illusion, his actual age must be much older than he looked, right?" Zhu Feiyue wondered.

"Nope." Yin Peak shook his head: "He's really just a little kid, and he doesn't even have an aura. ”

The master and apprentice used secret words to transmit their voices, which outsiders could not hear, and they did not have to worry about being discovered at all.

"Then why did he join Cambrian?" Zhu Feiyue's eyes were bloodshot, staring at the young man.

"I don't know." Yin Peak's face also became ominous: "Look carefully, he has corpse spots on his neck!" ”

I heard a hairy scalp, opened my eyes and looked closely, and sure enough...... The boy's neck and the back of his hands were covered with dark brown corpse spots!

This is not a living person at all, but a walking corpse!

But he was standing alive in front of us, his eyebrows and eyes were normal, except for those faintly visible corpse spots, this corpse did not show the slightest sign of decay.

Even his eyes could not see the lifelessness of the corpse, but glowed with vitality.

I once encountered zombies in the self-death kiln in Snow Country, and it is clear that the boy is not a zombie.

All of these things are so unreasonable, and the hearts of those who watch them are full of hair.

At the bottom of the valley, the crow heard the boy's exclamation, and without raising his head, he said with a deep sneer:

"Dead night, you still have the courage to come to see me?"

Listening to the crow's words, the three of us took a cold breath at the same time! This white-haired boy who doesn't look amazing is actually ...... The legendary night of death?

It's him? Is he the real murderer of my father?

Afraid that my emotions would be out of control, Yin Weifeng covered my mouth with one hand, and firmly pressed my shoulder with the other: "Li Zhiwen, you calm me down, if you are discovered by crows, we will all be finished!" ”

In fact, I didn't show the slightest loss of control, and stared at the dead night, my heart full of monstrous suspicion.

How could he be a dead night?

The dead and evil night in my imagination should be similar to the flash maggot, an old man with distorted facial features and a hideous appearance, I never dreamed that in the legend, the dead and evil night that has reached the Huangquan realm is actually a ...... Little cubs?

No, there must be something wrong with this!