"Dustwind, will you blame me for not suing you for my identity?" walked halfway up Hukou Mountain.

Bai Liu hesitated for a long time, and finally asked Dusty Wind with some concern.

Bai Liu has never said her identity to Chenfeng, in addition to Bai Liu's personality, the most important thing is that her identity is too special, so special that she can't say anything.

Blood Sect, this is a more sensitive word in the wild land, and it is also an evil force.

The rise of the Blood Cult has only been a matter of the last few hundred years, but it has developed so rapidly that it is staggering.

In just a few hundred years, the Blood Sect is as powerful as a first-class force like Hundred Beasts Zhai that has been inherited for countless years.

However, the mystery and evil of the Blood Cult are just as powerful as its power, and many forces in the wild land are very afraid of it.

In people's cognition, the Blood Sect does all kinds of evil, and many disputes between small forces have the shadow of the Blood Sect in them.

It is said that many small forces in the Savage Land have been completely controlled by the Blood Sect, and some medium-sized forces are no exception.

Even the tentacles of the Blood Sect wanted to reach out to some first-class powers.

Many disputes in the wild land are more or less caused by the Blood Sect, and many people are as afraid when they hear the word Blood Sect.

However, there are countless powerful Blood Cult members, but they are very mysterious, and few people can really see the people of the Blood Sect.

Or they hide in the crowd and no one recognizes them.

The leader of the Blood Sect has never appeared, and it has always been the Holy Maiden of the Blood Sect who is dealing with the affairs of a qiē sect.

This made it impossible for many first-class big forces, such as those like Hundred Beasts Zhai, to exterminate the Blood Sect.

In general, the Blood Cult is an evil force that is secretive, but it is everywhere, stirring up disputes everywhere, and profiting fishermen.

This time, the Blood Sect also has ten places to enter the God and Demon Trial.

The trial of gods and demons does not care about the forces of good and evil, as long as the forces are strong enough, they can get the quota allocation.

It was precisely because Bai Liu knew that the reputation of the Blood Sect was extremely bad, so she never revealed her identity.

However, because of Bai Liu's special bloodline, she is known as a demon, so as one of the candidate saints of the Blood Sect, she can't keep a low profile like ordinary candidate saints.

People are afraid of being famous, pigs are afraid of being strong, which is also the reason why Xiao Wuchang and others can recognize Bai Liu.

"I only make friends in the dust, and I don't ask where I come from. Dusty Wind smiled slightly:

"Look at me, did I tell you my identity? I'm afraid you didn't know that I was a disciple of the Hundred Beasts Zhai before this, right?"

In the cultivation world, who doesn't have a little secret? There are no secrets, only dead people.

Therefore, everyone has the right to protect their privacy, and this is perhaps better than the white willow, because there are more secrets that the dust wind cannot tell people.

"Don't you really care?" Bai Liu looked at the dust wind and said, "You are with me, I'm afraid that it won't be long before the world will know about it, and then it will be ......."

Bai Liu was still a little worried at this time.

Because she didn't want to lose the dust.

However, there are many things that cannot be avoided by letting them "think".

After all, Dusty Wind is a disciple of the righteous path forces, but she is the descendant of the evil sect.

It is difficult to distinguish between good and evil, and this matter is a bit troublesome after all.

"Who can stand me?" said Dusty Wind confidently, interrupting Bai Liu's worries.

In his previous life, he cared too much about it, and in the end, he lost too much.

In this world, he is not for anyone, he is only for himself, as long as he thinks he is right, this is enough, and being worthy of his heart is more important than anything else.

Of course, Dusty Wind can have this fearlessness, in addition to his experience in his previous life and a special identity in the Zhaimen.

The most important thing is that this is also a subtle influence of the bloodlines of the gods on the dust and wind.

The blood of the gods, if they do not become gods, they are ants.

Does Dustwind care what the ants think?

Apparently not.

This is also the reason why Dustwind is becoming more and more arrogant, more and more self-centered, and anyone can not give face.

The bloodline of the gods is too domineering to be understood by the world.

Looking at the overriding aura that the dust and wind inadvertently emanated, Bai Liu's eyes were full of emotion, and his heart was full of sweetness.

This is his own man, and only such a man is worthy of his own love, worthy of his own disregard and never abandoned.

"Roar!" However, just when the dust wind was awe-inspiring and the white willow was addicted, a tiger roar came.

To the left of the dust wind, the giant tiger has been dormant here for a long time.

This is Hukou Mountain, and the whole mountain peak is full of ancient brute beasts - colorful tigers.

It is really because of the colorful tigers gathered here that it has the name of Hukou Mountain.

It indicates that entering this mountain is like entering the mouth of a tiger.

At this time, this colorful tiger has been dormant here for a long time, and it is waiting for the dust wind and the white willow to be stunned, and wants to kill it with one pounce.

"Lone wolf. However, Dustwind had already spotted this Spotted Tiger.

It's just that such a colorful tiger can hardly mention his interest in the eyes of Dusty Wind.

Therefore, at the moment when it was activated, Dust Wind softly called out to a lone wolf.

In fact, there is no need for the dust wind to command, and the lone wolf has long been ready for battle.

At the moment when the colorful tiger pounced, the lone wolf had already turned into a white lightning bolt and bit the throat of the colorful tiger in the air.

"Gollum!"

The tiger's eyes widened, and it didn't bat at a loss that it didn't realize until its throat was crushed by a lone wolf and blood flowed all over the ground that it was actually a little wolf cub that it had been ignoring all along.

The lone wolf is only a tenth of its size compared to the size of the Spotted Tiger, which has always ignored this seemingly fragile kind.

But it's yourself who dies, how can a colorful tiger with a low IQ be blind?

"Woo~" One blow will kill, the lone wolf shook the tiger hair on his mouth very satisfied, and ran to the front of the dust wind to ask for credit.

The lone wolf has always been thinking about the corpses of the great demons who were put away by the dust.

The corpse of the demon is the food that the lone wolf needs, this kind of colorful tiger at the level of an eternal brute, the lone wolf can't look down on it.

But Dusty Wind had been talking to Bai Liu before, and the lone wolf could only follow him depressedly, not begging.

Now that he had killed the Colorful Tiger, the lone wolf had once again hit the corpses of those great demons.

"Little thing, is it necessary to be so obvious?" Dusty Wind looked at the longing eyes of the lone wolf, where would he not know its thoughts?

Dusty Wind smiled and sank his consciousness into the fingers of the Lord, ready to give the lone wolf a demon corpse as a reward.

However, when Dustwind's consciousness entered the space of the wrench, he was stunned.

"Woo~"

Seeing that the dust wind was standing in a daze, and the long-awaited demon corpse did not appear, the lone wolf was reluctant, and whispered a little complainingly.

"Dustwind, what's wrong? Give it to the lone wolf! Bai Liu was amused by the lone wolf's humanized appearance, and covered his mouth and smiled.

"I'd like to give it! but...... But no. Dusty Wind shook his head with a wry smile and said.

"What's gone? Didn't you put them all away, dozens of corpses, and you didn't give any of them to the lone wolf. Bai Liu asked puzzled.

"It's really gone, just this. Dusty Wind said with a wry smile, and then Dusty Wind shook his palm and took out a ...... A whip.

Yes, this is a special whip.

That's probably all it can be called.

When Dust Wind's consciousness entered the Zhai Lord's fingers, the corpses of dozens of demons were only a thin layer of green skin.

And the flesh and blood of the demons, even the bones and bones, are all gone.

On the corpse of a demon, there was only this strange whip in Dustwind's hand.