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Only Xiao Bai suddenly turned his head to look outside the cave, but was blocked by the boulder blocking the entrance of the cave.

But the fear in his heart did not diminish in the slightest, and he seemed to see a pair of tyrannical and evil eyes, lurking in the darkness, quietly looking at him, making him shudder.

What's going on?

Xiao Bai stiffly turned his head and scanned the surroundings, everyone was as usual, without the slightest movement. Wu Zhai was half-dead, Xiao Yan was delivering mana to him, the fat man was sitting on the side, Hou San's eyes were blurred, and the two seriously injured people were lying on the ground, motionless.

Is it a delusion?

No, not a delusion!

There's something snooping here!

For a moment, Xiao Bai's spirit seemed to be extremely sharp, and his spiritual sense broke through the shackles of his body, and he leaned out of the cave little by little in the sense of danger that made him tremble, and then he saw the white wolf with clear and agile eyes, as if he had been looking at him for a long time.

The boulder that blocked the entrance to the cave turned into dust silently.

The cold wind suddenly appeared, blowing from the outside of the cave to the cave, the bonfire shook for a while, and the light and shadow on the inner wall of the cave were distorted, and the shadows were full of shadows, like a ghost.

Then Xiao Bai saw that the white wolf poked out its front paws, magnified sharply, burst the cave, cast a dark shadow on the people who had not yet reacted, and then grabbed them!

Xiao Bai watched as the huge wolf claw grabbed itself, was dragged out of the cave in severe pain, and then thrown to the ground like garbage.

The sky is spinning, and the sky is dark.

Xiao Bai fell to the ground in embarrassment, surrounded by several people who also fell to the ground, including Senior Brother Xiao, the highest-ranking inner disciple.

The white wolf, with its snow-white body and clear eyes, walked around the crowd with leisurely steps, like a king who was inspecting the people of the kingdom's territory.

"Just kidding......" said the fat man, his expression glazed, still basking in the shock of being grasped by that huge claw. For a moment, he only felt that he was an ant struggling but unable to escape, full of pity.

Xiao Yan's face was pale and gray, looking at the white wolf in despair, without the slightest idea of resisting.

The gap is too big!

Xiao Bai looked at the translucent data panel floating beside the white wolf in a daze, his expression was terrifying, and his heart was terrified.

Name: White Demon King (Unique)

Race: Demon Race

Time to Live: ????

Tier: ????

Strength:????

Agile:????

Spirit:????

Physical:????

Intellect:????

Skill:????

Faction Identity: Three Desolation Palaces, Aragami Guard (Leader)

Prestige: Neutral

The unknown is often more terrifying than the known, this is a major law that Xiao Bai has drawn from years of tireless research on fantasy culture, saying that in the fantasy world where anything can happen, it is best to stay away from those unknown things or creatures, otherwise you don't know how to die.

So when he saw the white wolf's data panel, he was completely confused.

Can't even see how long he will live? Just kidding! That was his first thought.

Even Xiao Banxian, who was rated as an elite elder of the inner sect in the "Miscellaneous Disciple Affairs Management Office", his attributes were all question marks, and the age column was clearly written as two hundred and three years old!

How can prestige be neutral?! That was his second thought.

The white wolf was looking at everyone, his gaze swept over everyone, and he stayed on Wu Zhai, who had already passed out for a moment, before moving away, and finally staring at Xiao Bai.

The white wolf didn't keep looking at Xiao Bai.

But Xiao Bai felt that a divine consciousness was firmly locked on him, with neither kindness nor malice.

Is it because of the prestige of neutrality?

Just as Xiao Bai was rejoicing, the white wolf gently raised his front paws and nodded lightly at Xiang Hao, who fell to the ground.

"Boom!"

Hou San, who was dumbfounded, watched Xiang Hao disappear in the blood rain, the blood sprayed on his face, and the hysterical madness erupted, but he could only tremble and fall there, watching the boss turn into a blood mist in front of him.

The momentum of the white wolf firmly locked on everyone, suppressing them in place, unable to move.

Xiao Bai looked at this scene with some dumbfounded.

The big man who had troubled him before was gone.

Blood splattered all over the air and fell at his feet.

The fat man's face was dark and his lips trembled.

Xiao Yan's left hand was drooping, and his right hand was tightly holding the long sword taken out of the storage belt, and his muscles were exposed.

Xu Yuan and Chang Yiyan's bodies trembled, and their eyes were full of fear.

That feeling of life and death involuntarily, that feeling that fate is in the hands of others.

Whether it is the defenseless Xiao Bai, or the high-spirited half-step condensation, or the extremely powerful elite disciple of the inner sect, at this moment, they are all like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, falling to the ground, trembling and hoping that the next one will not be him.

The white wolf looked at the people in the field with great interest, his eyes were clear and bright, and he was not polluted by blood.

Xiao Bai noticed that its eyes were not angry, not tyrannical, and as clean as a thousand-year-old snow lotus, clean and clean.

Is this the real Demon King?

Legend has it that one mouth can swallow a million people in a city, and legend has it that a roar can shake down the stars in the sky, and the strongest of the top immortal sects in the legendary Great Domain will also tremble on the ground in front of them, the legend ......

The white wolf surrounded everyone, taking a leisurely step, turning in circles step by step, as if choosing the next person to die.

Then it stopped, tilted its head to look at Chang Yiyan, who was a head taller than ordinary people even if he knelt there, and exhaled softly.

"Wait a minute!" Xiao Bai suddenly shouted, his voice still trembling.

The white wolf didn't seem to hear him.

The exhaled air brought a light breeze.

A light breeze blows, and in a matter of just a few feet, it turns into a gale, a gale, a gale wind.

The wind blade howled, and the piercing sound raged and destroyed everyone's ears, and the mighty and endless were endless, overwhelmingly drowning out the words that were kneeling there and could not move.

Each blade of wind brings up a piece of flesh.

Xiao Bai watched Chang Yiyan, who had saved him several times, turn into white bones in the wind, and the white bones turned into powder, and the whole process was less than a breath.

The howling wind carried the ashes, destroying all the rocks and trees that stood in front of them, and disappeared into the sky.

His shouting, trying to make efforts, did not have the slightest effect.

Xu Yuan knelt there, his head bowed, cold sweat dripping, as if he was soaked in water, and his whole body was soaked.

He felt the wind of death blow past his ears, the whistling sound of death piercing his eardrums, and then a living life dissipated at his side.

At that moment, he seemed to think a lot, but he didn't seem to think about anything, just kneeling there quietly, his mind blank, waiting for death to fall.

On the silent mountain, the white wolf walked lazily in front of Xiao Bai and looked at him condescendingly.

Xiao Bai's face turned pale, and his voice trembled: "I, I know...... What do you want!"

The white wolf's eyes showed a strange light, and he looked at this handsome and unusual young man with interest, but one paw fell lightly on the head of the fat man beside Xiao Bai.

Ruthless, and decisively falling.

Xiao Bai's face was like ashes.

The fat man cried and showed his last smile at Xiao Bai, which was extremely ugly.

"Bang!"

In a deep voice, the fat man's body shook, and he bled to death.

"Ahh

This is a world where the strong eat the strong! The strong will be killed and taken away, and the weak will survive!

The desire for power, the desire for power, so vivid and hearty tore Xiao Bai's heart, imprinted in his heart with life and death.

He is not the eldest son of the Xiao family after all, even if the painful half of his life in his memory is extremely clear, it is just a mural engraved on the wall, which belongs to someone else's work. Although it is touching, how can it compare to the painter who has experienced it himself?

So when life and death really came, Xiao Bai found that he was so fragile that he was vulnerable.

The white wolf moved his gaze back to Xiao Bai, calm and leisurely.

That kind of general trend is in me, invincible self-confidence and contempt, impressively in sight.

Xiao Bai suddenly understood what the white wolf really wanted.

"I know what you want, I understand!" he shouted, incoherent, but he held his head high and met the white wolf's gaze, fearless.

Then he shouted at Xiao Yan: "Senior Brother Xiao, give me the Infant God Fruit!"

Xiao Yan, who was immersed in grief, heard the words, and only then did he react to what the infant god fruit in Xiao Bai's mouth meant, he sighed, threw away the long sword, and took out the brightly colored and fragrant spirit fruit from the storage belt, and forgot to think about how Xiao Bai knew the name of this spirit fruit for a while.

"Throw it to me!" Xiao Bai shouted.

Xiao Yan hesitated for a moment, then threw the Infant God Fruit to Xiao Bai, Xiao Bai took it, turned his head to look at the white wolf who had never moved, and said loudly: "I know what you want!

The white wolf stared at him with deep eyes, but Xiao Bai stared at him without showing weakness.

After a while, everyone only felt that the momentum that suppressed them suddenly disappeared, and they could move.

No one spoke.

Hou San, who was immersed in the grief of Xiang Hao's death, seemed to have finally come to his senses, only to see him take off his coat, kneel on the ground stained red by Xiang Hao's blood, dig up the mud mixed with blood with his hands, wrap it in his clothes, and then pick up Meng Jun, who had passed out, and staggered away.

Xiao Yan carried Wu Zhai on his back and followed behind.

Xu Yuan got up from the ground, glanced at Xiao Bai deeply, and followed behind the two.

Xiao Bai suddenly shouted at the white wolf, "Send them away from the Desolate Beast Mountain Range, I know you can understand my words!"

The white wolf glanced at him, raised his front paws slightly, and swiped in front of him, a black crack appeared, and the entrance of the Desolate Beast Mountain Range was clearly visible on the other side of the rift, and then a few people who were far away from this place were in a trance for a while, and they were thrown into the rift, and when they raised their eyes again, they had reached the entrance of the Desolate Beast Mountain Range.

It's just that when they went, there were nine people, but when they came back, there were only five people left, and two of them were seriously injured and unconscious.

Xu Yuan suddenly stopped.

Xiao Yan turned to look at him, and Hou San continued to move forward as if he had not heard of it.

"I'm waiting for Senior Brother Xiao here. Xu Yuan said expressionlessly, holding two swords in his hands.

Xiao Yan glanced at him deeply, left a sentence of "take care", and followed Hou San towards Qishan.

Xu Yuan was left alone, standing at the entrance of the Desolate Beast Mountain Range, hesitating for a long time, but still did not enter the Desolate Beast Mountain Range.

In the distance, the sun and star shed its last rays of light and disappeared.

Before you know it, the time has gone from noon to evening.

Xu Yuan stood on an ancient tree, quietly looking at the Desolate Beast Mountain Range, waiting for Xiao Bai to appear.