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He walked forward blankly, numb and obedient, as if according to the arrangement of fate, towards the end of ruin......

Suddenly, Xiang Hong seemed to have returned to the secluded Lichen Valley of the Sun Moon Sect, standing on the side of the deep pool, the pool was full of dark shadows, and there seemed to be a huge creature, slowly cruising on the other side of the pool.

In the next second, two dim lights lit up from the bottom of the pool, and they were the eyes of the giant beast, full of recklessness, and in a glance, it was like an initiation, which made Xiang Hong wake up suddenly!

"Ahh

Xiang Hong screamed violently, the dark thunder in his hand rose high, and a black shadow crossed the air, falling heavily, and with a poof, pierced into his own thigh!

The dark thunder pierced deep into his legs, and a sharp pain stimulated Xiang Hong's brain, he snorted, completely sobered up, and then gasped and fell to his knees!

Xiang Hong looked up at the front, and before he knew it, he had walked to the location of the dry bone in the field, and he was only ten meters away from the demon master.

Qianggen, Blood Butterfly, and the gray-haired monk had now walked to the side of the demon master, and lay on the ground blankly, curled up like a newborn child, like a flying insect that had fallen into a spider's web, and his eyes were full of confusion, fear, and panic.

Demon Master Wei'an's figure was much lower than before, his expression was extremely sluggish, and he seemed to have consumed the last trace of power in his body by casting the soul dementoring technique through his voice.

But the expression on his face at the moment was extremely excited, and he stretched out his withered hand with only three fingers, slowly stroked the budding body of the blood butterfly in front of him, and whispered, "Good boy......"

Blood Butterfly had regained her consciousness at this moment, and she didn't know how she had gotten to the demon master, as if she had experienced a nightmare, or if she hadn't woken up yet.

The demon master's hand swiped across the skin of the blood butterfly, cold and stiff, like a giant python spitting letters roaming her body.

The blood butterfly wanted to scream loudly and try to escape, but the struggle with all its strength finally turned into a slight tremor of its body, like a lamb to the slaughter, helpless and weak.

The demon master looked at the small blood crossbow in the blood butterfly's hand and said, "Open Heaven Blood Knife......"

Then the demon master looked at the silver soft armor exposed under Qianggen's tattered clothes: "Taishang Wuji Miao Armor......"

"It seems that the two of you are the junior disciples of the Blood Light Cliff and the Sun Moon Sect that are very important." The demon master's voice was slow, as if he was thinking about something

"Leave you behind, and when I regain some strength, I should absorb better......"

So, the wizard took the gray-haired monk's right hand and slashed his sleeve open with his sharp fingers, revealing the monk's arm.

Then the demon master opened his mouth, revealing two rows of withered yellow and ancient teeth, slowly lowered his head, and bit heavily on this arm, laboriously and clumsily tearing a large piece of flesh.

"Ahh

The gray-haired monk let out a terrible scream, and the severe physical pain and great mental fear caused him to break through the demon splitter's soul control and make a sound again, but the sound was like a ghost howling in the night, terrible!

The demon master began to chew on the large piece of warm flesh in his mouth, he had not eaten in a long time, the muscles of his cheeks had deteriorated so badly, and this bite was so large that it was quite difficult for him to swallow.

The demon master chewed slowly and attentively, warm blood oozing from the pieces of flesh, moistening his gums, and the strength of his upper and lower jaws continued to recover, and the chewing movements became more and more fluid.

The low, rhythmic sound of chewing echoed in the silence, and the demon master finally bit and smoothed the large piece of flesh in his mouth, and swallowed it slowly.

Warm flesh cut across his parched throat, like a red sun slowly sinking into his abdomen, and the demon master closed his eyes and let out a satisfied moan.

Then he opened his eyes and looked at the gray-haired monk's bleeding arm in front of him, frowning slightly.

The demon master stretched out his right hand and gently stroked the wound, and the gushing blood suddenly stopped, as if it was sealed by a strange force, and there was no longer a drop oozing out.

The demon master nodded with satisfaction, a man who had been hungry for more than a thousand years could not tolerate the slightest waste of food. Then he turned his head to look at Xiang Hong, who was kneeling not far in front of him, and said, "What's your name?" ”

Xiang Hong was kneeling on the ground covered with spirit crystals at this moment, the dark thunder had been pulled out of his legs, and the blood dripped down the blade, falling on the bright spirit crystals below, reflecting a dazzling light.

Xiang Hong's face was a little pale, but his expression was calm as usual, after getting rid of the demon master's soul dementor, he knelt quietly in place, neither fled nor rushed forward, but looked at the demon master intently, quietly waiting in place.

Like a cheetah that has fallen into a trap, although it is in a predicament, its fighting spirit has not broken at all.

Still have a fight!

"Daqing faction, Zhang San."

Xiang Hong replied casually, he calculated the distance between himself and the demon master, and simulated countless attack plans in his heart, and then he was vetoed by himself.

Xiang Hong suddenly found that the demon master on the other side had said so many things before, but he still didn't know anything about him, and even the name of the demon master couldn't be sure to be true!

A drop of sweat dripped down Xiang Hong's cheek, and he looked at the demon master, asking a question in a hoarse voice.

"Who the hell are you?"

After hearing this, the demon master was silent for a moment, and countless complicated expressions flashed from his eyes, reminiscence, nostalgia, remorse, joy, hatred, anger, despair......

In the end, the demon master slowly sat up straight, and as his body gradually stood up, the entire spirit crystal array around him suddenly dimmed again, almost completely losing its light, leaving only a little ghostly light, like stars in the dark night, flickering at the end of the distant sky.

"I am a demon master, the hand of the demon clan, I once led a million demon soldiers, broke through the sky, and invaded the Central Plains!"

The same answer, from the same person, but with a completely different meaning!

The entire heaven and earth seemed to be captured by the supreme momentum of the demon master, slowly disappearing, and Xiang Hong only felt that the huge pressure was like a huge wave surging towards him, and he was completely engulfed in an instant.

In the presence of the supreme gods, mortals can only worship.

"Phew!"

With a soft sound, Xiang Hong spit a mouthful of bloody saliva onto the spirit crystal in front of him, and said in a rather disdainful tone: "So what, it's not like a beast has been locked up for more than a thousand years!" ”

Xiang Hong's sentence poked at the demon master's biggest sore spot, and a look of pain flashed on his face, but then he was relieved.

The demon master looked at Xiang Hong and said indifferently: "Building the foundation of the middle level, you have such a divine thought, you can be regarded as the top talent of the human race, and your mind is extremely tough, otherwise it is impossible to resist my inner demon method." ”