A breeze.

The foothills of the unknown mountain were enveloped in a thick smell of blood. The aroma in the air was gone, and the "quacking" of those demon birds added a sense of sadness and desolation.

Huang Licheng stood there dumbfounded, looking at the rain of blood wrapped in a white film-like object, and his heart was full of mixed feelings.

It was a piece of fresh life, their voices and smiles seemed to be still in front of them, but they turned into nothingness in an instant, Rao was known for his ruthless slaughter, and he couldn't help but tremble.

"Ninth Elder!" he wanted to shout, but the sound he made was soft and dissipated in the air, unable to make a ripple.

Suddenly, he felt as if he had aged ten years out of thin air.

Dongfei did not follow his orders to search the periphery, but also stepped on the stone steps. It can be said that none of the forty people brought by Huang Li Chengku were spared except for him.

"Damn the Great Tomb Protection Array!" Huang Licheng glared at the scarlet little eyes, and threw a punch with all his strength at the upside-down bowl-like tomb protection array.

"Poof!"

When the fist wind encountered the big array, it immediately disappeared into invisibility, and then, a rebound force that was not weaker than the peak of the fifth-order great mage flew out of the membrane and was imprinted on the chest of Huang Lichengku.

"Ahh

Huang Li Cheng Ku screamed, and his body was shaken out a hundred meters away, and before he landed, a mouthful of blood sprayed out.

"Grass! Lao Tzu is fighting with you!"

Huang Li Chengku roared, turned over and stood up, facing the tomb protection array, he punched three punches, and the shadow of Zhang Yuda's fist fell on the big array, and the big array dented a piece inward, and then a bigger rebound came suddenly.

"Mom!"

Huang Li Chengku shouted, turned around and ran, but it was still too late, a force far better than the fifth-order great magician "boom", smashed on his back, he felt as if his whole body was scattered, the pain in his heart, his body was like a broken drum, he flew out more than one hundred and fifty meters, opened his mouth, and a bigger mouthful of blood gushed out like no money.

Getting up from the ground, Huang Li Chengku's face was covered with blood, his hair was messy, and the clothes on his back were like being hung up in barbed wire, there was no complete place, and his back was sunken into a full two inches.

"Wow, I'm so angry!"

He bared his teeth and claws, like an angry lion. But he didn't dare to touch the tomb protection array anymore, so after thinking about it, he sat down cross-legged and swallowed a pill......

"Quack—"

The demon birds chirped playfully and tilted their heads, as if to say, "Go again, Lao Tzu will have lunch again." ”

"Fuck you!"

Annoyed and angry, he grabbed a stone and threw it at one of the demon birds.

"Huh!" The stone has a strong wind, but the magic bird is very flexible, only jumping, and dodged, but it obviously has a smart mind, no longer entangled with the Huang Li Chengku, "flutter la la" The two-foot body flew in the air, and with a "click" sound, a large piece of bird feces fell on the top of the Huang Li Chengku's head.

"I'm grass!"

Huang Licheng was hit by bird feces in the cold, and his face was full of thin soup, obviously, the demon bird ate his stomach last night, and he ate some spicy things, and the smell of bird feces was really bad.

"Nima, I'm so angry!"

Huang Licheng wiped his head and face, and jumped like thunder, but the magic bird was outside the range of his attack, "quack, chirp" and sang, his little eyes blinked, and his little head was crooked, this is the rhythm of being angry and not paying for his life.

Huang Li Chengku took out a bag of water from the storage bag, put his head on his head and poured it down, the unpleasant smell gradually faded, and the wound on his body was stimulated by the spicy things in the water and bird feces, a sharp pain hit, and he grinned again, trembling all over.

Huang Licheng is cool and worthy of being a powerhouse of the Great Demon Master Rank, and after a little recovery, his magic power has gained one-third again, he glanced at the demon bird that had flown away hatefully, stomped his feet vigorously, turned around and left.

At this moment, in a slightly luxurious hall, four black shadows sat in a group. Four cups of fine magic needle tea exude a curling fragrance, just one sip of it, the magic power of the whole body is ready to move.

"Why, this plan is perfect!" one of the dark shadows looked at an old man flatteringly.

"Well, the details still have to be worked out. The old man took a sip of tea and spoke slowly, looking unfathomable.

"Elder, this plan can be said to be seamless, just wait to collect the corpses of those little cubs!" said another short, thin black shadow as he poured the whole cup of tea into his stomach and burped.

"Don't underestimate that Terran boy, he is not easy to match, this time, we must be foolproof!" the old man tilted his head to make his body sit more comfortably, and then spoke.

"Elder, you just look at it, this time our brothers are going to twist off that kid's head and kick it as a ball, I'll write my name upside down!"

"I bet we'll win this time!" the flattering dark shadow from earlier looked excited.

"We dug such a big pit, as long as they dare to come, they will definitely come back, this time I have to take a good look, what tricks can they play!"

"Hehe," the old man didn't answer the flattering words, but just laughed, and his face suddenly darkened.

"Yes, the young master is right, this time it's a toad, and I'm going to squeeze out the urine for him!"

"Hahaha, that's a good point," the old man smiled.

Then, the four of them muttered in a low voice for nearly an hour, and then they left separately, and when they left, everyone's face could not hide their excitement and anticipation.

At the same time, in another place, a group of men and horses walked slowly, and the two monks on horses looked at each other, and both read something in each other's eyes, nodded slightly, and smiled at each other, and the smile was drowned in the billowing tide of smoke.

......

Mu Zifeng had just taken out a snow-white jade bottle from the storage bag left by Demon Yi, and Quan Lao, who had not moved, came out of his body.

"Zifeng, can you give the contents of the jade bottle to the old man?" Quan Lao's phantom became more and more condensed, as if he was a real person.

"Elder Quan, what's wrong with you?" Mu Zifeng asked in surprise as he looked at Elder Quan.

"Alas, I hurt the origin when I accompanied you to practice at the tuyere. Quan Lao decided not to hide it anymore, although he sucked the soul body in that spirit card space, his origin was damaged, and he couldn't cultivate back for a while.

Quan Lao Hepan told him how when he was in the big wind, Quan Lao used his soul power to assist Mu Zifeng's cultivation.

Only then did Mu Zifeng understand that most of the credit for his success in the big wind should be attributed to Quan Lao. There was a faint trace of guilt in my heart, and there was also a trace of emotion, as if my family was by my side.

"It's a little thing, you don't have to take it to heart. Quan Lao said lightly.

"Actually, in front of the Great Elder, you would rather expose the secret of the demon borer than expose my existence, so to speak, you don't owe me anything, just ......"