The morning sun is like fire, and people are warmly bathed in this sky and begin to play their respective roles. The departure of Ma Xiangyang and others does not seem to have a great impact on the life of Beicun. The master of the array stone shop is still quietly polishing the array stone in the morning, the old man of the administrative officer is still wilting, and the slaughterhouse is also in full swing under the care of Aunt Liu.

In the martial arts arena in Beicun, a group of left-behind quasi-martial artists were playing tricks with their own hearts, and they were weak. It's Xu Jinhu, whoa, hey......, hey

North Village is still North Village.

Mo Liang played the "strong fist" fist several times on the martial arts arena, and at first felt the warmth of his body stretch out, so he went to the stone shop.

In the array stone shop, he first polished thirty array stone primers for the array stone craftsmen, devoured them without any waste, and in the eyes of the craftsman's "thirst for talent", he put the pure array stone primers that could only be used up for a long time under the customary board.

Then, he found a quiet corner, took a piece of maple, and carved it quietly.

Now the demon yuan of the array stone shop is insignificant to him, but he doesn't want to let go of the craftsmanship of this array stone, and he will practice the level of "divine work" whenever he has time. Although he often fails to practice steadily, he believes that one day he will see a reward.

This perseverance and unimpatient heart has always been praised by the stonemasons as their natural and simple "ingenuity". How many craftsmen can have a normal heart......

In the afternoon, Mo Liang came alone to the rocky wasteland not far from the village.

He took out the flying sword of the white-clothed swordsman from his pouch and tried it crookedly. Gradually, with the infusion of Yuan Li, he was sometimes able to glide forward for a certain distance, which made him very excited and even more selfless. In the blink of an eye, it was already dark.

For the next few days, Mo Liang has been repeating the quiet life he has not seen for a long time in North Village. The most improved was the flying sword, which he was able to step on and glide in the air about three feet above the ground.

......

At the edge of a mountain range between Beicun and the Holy City, Ma Xiangyang and his party slowly stopped. It is also a lush mountain forest with undulating peaks.

Staring at the deep ravine, he looked left and right, and then pointed to the front and said: "Entering from this mountain, there is a tiger demon nest with eight grades of ink, and a cub with two grades of ink. Let's find a chance to steal this tiger cub, and the tiger demon who has entered the ink will definitely chase after it like crazy!"

When everyone heard this, they all looked at each other and sneered. "Hmph, there is such a coincidence in the world! It is precisely Brother Yang who knows about this pair of goblins, see how he Mo Liang copes with it......

The unwilling emotions in their hearts flooded, and the eight people immediately rushed towards the deep mountains.

Over the mountains and over the mountains, stop in front of a cave. This cave is at the foot of the mountain, extremely deep, dark, with gusts of fishy wind blowing out of it, everyone hides in the distant jungle and looks, feeling a faint breath of dead silence, as if even the sound of their breathing can be heard clearly.

"Why do I suddenly have a sense of foreboding?" said Ma Xiangdong, shuddering suddenly.

At this time, the cave was a little silent and desolate on all sides. I don't hear the birds, I don't see the shadow of the beast, only the green wood and black stones of the mountain like dead things, looking up at the sky, you can still see the sparse and transparent dome.

"When I came back, it wasn't so desolate. Ma Xiangyang frowned, looked around, and said in a deep voice.

Desolate. Ma Xiangdong nodded immediately, yes, it was the desolation of this place that made him a little uneasy.

Ma Xiangdong is not an experienced martial artist, and he rarely goes in and out of the mountains and forests, so it is difficult to feel it all at once, only faintly uneasy. But a group of veteran martial arts hunters have already been secretly on guard one by one. The silence of the jungle is more palpitating than the rumbling tremors.

"Is this cave indeed a tiger demon in the ink stage?" Yan Jin leaned on the tree, looked sideways at Ma Xiangyang, and narrowed his eyes.

Ma Xiangyang nodded exactly, "Of course." When I was here with the Quasi-Guards of the Holy City to recover a fierce beast that hurt people, I was snatched by the tiger demon in this cave and killed all three of our brothers to fill the belly of his little cub, how could I be mistaken?"

Seeing Ma Xiangyang's affirmation, Yan Jin's eyes flickered slightly. After a moment of silence, he turned his head and looked at the two stunned guard soldiers behind him, "You go in and investigate, and see if the tiger demon who has entered the ink eight grades can be?" If you alarm the goblin, you just run back, and we will answer it!"

"Huh?!" the two guards were startled, and a difficult expression immediately spread across their faces.

"Don't worry! The tiger demon who has entered the ink eight grades often goes to hunt alone during the day, leaving the tiger cubs to cultivate by themselves. You are strong enough to handle it, and we are taking it. Ma Xiangyang followed in a low voice, urging the meaning of the words.

The order of the two supreme men made the guard soldiers helpless, and they quietly walked towards the cave with fear on their faces. The remaining six people, staring intimately, gradually became nervous.

The Guardian Warrior walked forward, maintaining a fighting stance, carefully taking each step, slowly descending into the dark cavern. The fishy smell made them almost suffocate, but they didn't dare to retreat at all. Kick ~ kick ~ kick, every step falls, there is a faint echo, like a heartbeat that is almost stagnant.

Ten zhang later, it was already the depths of the cave, but it was still very quiet, and there was no trace of the tiger demon.

The ground beneath their feet became soft and moist, and every step they took seemed to be stepping on the loose wet soil. But they weren't aware of it, preoccupied with the goblins that might bite them down on their throats at any moment.

However, in the faint light, at the end of the cave, there was no trace of any goblin. The two of them couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, straightened up slightly, and roughly swept towards the somewhat messy nest on all sides.

"It seems that neither goblin is there. One of the guards whispered

"Yes. Let's hurry out and explain that it's time for us to set up!" The other guard soldier perked up a little, wiped his nervous, slightly sweaty forehead, and exhaled.

But at this time, a heavy smell of blood entered the two of them's snorts, and it was not until they relaxed their bodies that they were surprised to find that there seemed to be a smell of blood in the soil of this cave. The smell of blood was so strong that at first they thought it was the smell of this goblin beast, but now when they noticed it, they had a sense of horror.

"Not good!" the two of them shivered in unison, and the bloody breath was almost bleeding all over the ground.

Looking down at the wet soil under his feet, it was dark and dark, as if black blood had soaked the earth, and the demonic energy was surging and steaming. I couldn't help but gasp, and the two guard soldiers felt a great sense of death rise from the tightening of their backs.

Escape!

At this moment, the horror of not seeing a goblin is more terrifying than seeing any frightening goblin. The strength of the guards into the four grades of ink poured into their legs desperately, and they ran wildly, bent on escaping from this demon cave.

And immediately after two dark and heavy shadows rushed, in the deep earth of the cavern, a shadow suddenly appeared.

This demon shadow, enchanting and entangled, seems to be the tail of a giant python. It poked out of the ground, clinging to the bloody dirt of the cavern like a sharp sword. The tip of its tail is thin and long, and it curls slightly in the sharp straight thorn, like a rope that wants to tie people up at once. Its tail is thick and strong, and it is almost the size of a cave when it reaches more than ten meters.

Thundered!

The mountain shook and rocks collapsed, and a thicker and thicker shadow burst out of the earth, but in the cave, it was not able to be contained in the cave. The hard skin is much harder than the rocks, and in the friction and collision, the rocks in the cave turned into ashes, but the giant tail seemed to have no restraints, and in the blink of an eye, the entire cave was torn apart, and even the mountain shook.

"Ahh

The earth trembled violently, and the two guards who fled for their lives were about to be torn apart, and the black shadow that was already sticking to their backs in the afterglow made their feet weak! The entrance of the cave was near, and the strong light made them finally fight for their lives, and they shouted, and the yuan power in their bodies exploded, and they rushed out.

But the black shadow behind them was faster than them, and the moment their bodies rushed out, there was a demon tail hooking, and the two of them were swept inside. I only heard a click, and under the roll, the two of them had been crushed all over, and the blood that brushed Lala immediately flowed out of the gap in the demon tail.

It was too late to say that it was too fast, just when the caves, mountains and earth trembled violently, Ma Xiangyang, Yan Jin and others had their hearts shrinking and they were about to flee immediately.

But at the moment when he was about to turn around, two figures and a terrifying tail had already emerged from the cave. There was a click, and it was a figure with broken bones, which made people's eyebrows tremble.

This tail seems to be a snake's tail, but the angular scales on it are not much better than the dragon scales. It was so powerful that it shattered the two guards. At the moment when everyone was stunned, it waved violently again, only to hear a loud sound like thunder, just look at the whole mountain peak, from the cave at the foot of the mountain rumbling open, the sky full of rocks flying, the tens of thousands of catties of boulders, just like that, he fluttered lightly, rolled all over the sky.

With a wave, a landslide.

In the earth, the snake's tail flew suddenly, and in the blink of an eye, it swept towards Ma Xiangyang and the six people.

"Run!"

The scalps of the six of them were numb for a moment, and they had never seen such a terrifying scene in their lives. Where is this Tiger Demon of the Eight Grades of Ink, I am afraid that the goblins of the Qi Sea Realm are less than one-ten-thousandth of this goblin.

While fleeing, Ma Xiangyang's eyes were fierce, looking at the tail that was getting closer and closer, he grabbed Wang Yongwen who was not far away and threw it backwards. Wang Yongwen, who was in the first product of ink, had the strength to resist, just like a pebble, flew out in a miserable scream.

Before he could hit the ground, he was swept up by the demon's tail and turned into a pool of flesh and blood.

At the same time, the stagnation of the demon tail immediately made Ma Xiangyang and the five people run far away. Wang Yongcai saw that Ma Xiangyang was so ruthless, and he was extremely indignant in his heart, but he could only secretly grit his teeth and stagger the distance. He was already very different from Ma Xiangyang and others, and he couldn't keep up with the pace, and he was hanging at the end at the moment.

Everyone couldn't escape, but when the demon tail behind them was stunned, in the valley in front of them, there was a loud bang, and another demon tail rose up in the sky.

This demon tail is the same as the one behind him. It's just that there is a section missing from the tip of his tail, as if it has been cut off by a sharp weapon. Even so, it swaggered towards the sky, dozens of feet, and it was still sticking out of the ground.

This seems to be the signal of the beginning, and then, listening to the sound of bang dozens in succession, Ma Xiangyang and the five people looked in all directions, more than ten demon tails in the mountains, on the peaks of the mountains in all directions, valleys, and mountainsides, rushed out, high above the peaks, straight to the sky, as if they were the pillars of the sky.

"God~!"

Ma Xiangyang and the five of them were completely stunned, looking at the giant tails that were swaggering around them, the demonic aura was monstrous, and they were desperate.