The demon man walked a few steps quickly, came to the young man's side, bowed down and said, "Young master, the subordinates of Shicai scanned with their demon eyes, and the situation ahead seems to be a little inappropriate. ”

The young man closed his eyelids very lazily, and said impatiently: "Fanxi, you should know that even if the sky falls, there is nothing to stand in my way. ”

Fanxi smiled bitterly: "The subordinates naturally understand, but the situation ahead is really strange..."

"Speak!" the young man closed his eyes again, and only one word came out.

The demon named Fanxi said respectfully: "Young master, the road ahead, from three hundred meters away to six hundred meters, every four or five meters, there is a spirit beast stopping, looking all the way, there are actually nearly sixty spirit beasts arranged, and the grades are mostly above three or four grades. ”

He said solemnly: "What's even more strange is that it seems that six hundred meters away, the spirit beasts are still vaguely continuing to line up, and then looking inside, the subordinates are incompetent, and they can't see clearly." ”

The young man frowned slightly, "More than sixty of them, aren't there more than nine spirit beast squads gathered here?" What are they going to do, have a meeting?"

"My subordinates don't know, and I don't dare to speculate, but it doesn't seem that the time for conflict has come yet, and it will take some time for the other escort teams to be able to assemble all of them, so do we need to change lanes. ”

Van Xi lowered his eyebrows, obviously very afraid of the young master.

In the young man's black eyes, there was suddenly a hint of anger, and the corners of his mouth grinned: "Fan Xi, you are known as the 'Demon Eye', I hope you don't make a mistake this time." ”

"The subordinates guarantee their lives, and it is related to the safety of your journey, so you don't dare to deviate. Van Xi hurriedly said.

"In that case, let's go on a different course," the young man smiled, "but before you change the course, you have to put me down." ”

Fan Xi didn't know why, and wondered: "Young master, what are you?"

"Naturally, it's a diversion, otherwise?" the young man laughed, and turned over directly, his movements were neat and neat, and he was extremely chic and elegant.

Fanxi's eyes were a little abrupt, and the green and red eyes were also a little overwhelmed, obviously not knowing what the hell this young master was doing.

"I mean diverted the route, but it was you, not me. ”

The young man smiled and said, "It's rare to come to the altar of life and death, there is such a strange thing as the spirit beast clan getting together, if I don't go to see it with my own eyes, how can I feel at ease?"

"Ah, are you going to go alone, young master?" Fan Xi suddenly realized what this young master meant, and his face suddenly changed greatly.

"Needless to say, don't you understand my temper, when did I change my words!"

The young man took out a bag from his bosom, took a hat from it, put it on his head, and a black cloak, which he wrapped around his broad back, and in an instant he seemed to be an ordinary sacrificer.

After everything was completed, he waved his hand impatiently at Fan Xi and his entourage: "Scattered, you will wait for me at the 'Wangxiang Terrace' in Erwei after changing lanes." ”

Fan Xi said helplessly: "Young master, it's better to be careful." ”

The young man said coldly: "What, are you worried that I won't be able to defeat those waste wood spirit beasts? Don't worry, even if I can't beat them, I will still run!"

He suddenly smiled evilly and said, "If I'm really finished, you can go to that kid from Evil Feather, no matter how bad it is, you can also go to Leng Yue." ”

After hearing this, Fanxi had a bitter expression, knowing that the young master was talking back, but seeing that he was full of interest, he couldn't think of any words of dissuasion for a while.

But he also knew that since the young master was born, he has always said the same thing, and he has never changed.

Now that he is in danger, I can't imagine that he is actually interested, but fortunately, this young master's cultivation ability has reached the point of being unfathomable, but there is nothing to worry about.

Because he really can't think of it, in this altar of life and death, can there be a figure who surpasses this young master's cultivation?

Thinking about it like this, he was naturally a lot calmer in his heart, and he did not strengthen the obstruction at the moment, so he ordered all the pompous things such as the chariot seat and the tent to be collected into the bag, and led the team to divert the route.

In a moment, this group of demons retreated calmly and in an extremely orderly manner, and soon disappeared into the distance.

The black-eyed young man held the corner of the hat with his right hand and pulled it down a little to cover his face.

He looked at the middle of the road ahead, suddenly smiled, and then said to himself:

"Originally, I came in to play with soy sauce, but you caused the curiosity of this young master, and if you want to blame it, you will blame yourself for your bad luck. ”

......

There was hardly any of the sacrificers who entered this altar of life and death, and the purpose was not to win, and almost everyone would be confident in their own cultivation, their own team, and even their own race.

The seven young people of the Winter Moon Country are the thorough instillers and executors of this kind of thinking.

Even in order to express their confidence in victory and the spirit of teamwork, the seven of them cut off the heads of chickens, burned yellow paper, swore to worship before entering the altar of life and death, and arranged them in order of age.

Even after everything was over, they proudly named themselves: "Seven Little Righteousness of the Winter Moon".

According to their understanding, "like-minded" is no longer enough to describe them, and only words like "friends of the neck" and "friends of life and death" can be described.

The eldest of the seven is named Zhao Quanshan, but he is a little depressed at this time.

It turned out that a day had passed since they entered the barren land, and they hadn't even encountered a foreign sacrifice team.

It was the team from the Terrans, and they ran into two teams, and after a few words of greeting each other, they separated and began to continue on their way.

In his seven-person team, although Lao Qitian has some spiritual cultivation foundation, his divine sense coverage is really narrow, and he can only cover an area of three hundred meters.

He really couldn't figure out whether their team was lucky or unlucky that they could move forward unhindered along the way.

And at this time, the sky actually began to rain heavily.

The rain makes people sad and troublesome.

So he began to be depressed, and secretly thought in his heart, why don't we meet an enemy team and fight a fight, and then talk about what time we have to do it.

When he was feeling sad, he suddenly heard the excited voice of Lao Qitian.

"Boss, come on!"

"What's wrong with shrimp?" Zhao Quanshan was suddenly shocked.

Lao Qi's excited voice, he had heard it twice when he entered the barren land, and in those two encounters with the Terran team, Lao Qi was so excited and excited.

Lao Qi is a spiritual cultivator, although the grade is not high, but his eyesight is excellent, did he meet a team of other races?

As soon as he thought about it, he immediately roared and said, "Old Seven, what have you discovered?"

"There's a situation ahead," Old Nanata shouted loudly, "In the mire three hundred meters away from us, there seems to be a human lying there, with blood stains on his body, clearly seriously injured. ”

"Terran?" Zhao Quanshan couldn't help but be a little frustrated: "How did you meet the Terran today." ”

"It should be a human race, but this human race is different," Tian Bu said timidly, "because she is a girl." ”.