The black intent was like erosion, and as the fist blade instantly tore apart the bodies of the two wind wolves, leaving a black mark like a brand on the edge of the tear.

This black mark is extremely delicate, and if you don't observe it carefully, you will never notice it.

"Wei, how can you make an authentic demon spirit skill?" Mu Ziyin's voice trembled slightly, and her face was shocked, obviously extremely shocked by the scene in front of her.

"What are you talking about?authentic magic technique?" Wei Zhen suddenly turned his head, and there was a black flame in the depths of his pupils, and there was more of an inexplicable aura on him.

This breath made Mu Ziyin almost conclude what she was thinking, she forcibly suppressed the tremor in her voice, and continued: "That's right. The spiritual power of the Shura Demon Clan is naturally attached to a corrosive power, and it is extremely strategic, and the spiritual skill you just used is like this. ”

"Oh, hey, hey!" Wei Zhen actually laughed, completely unaware that his tone and demeanor at the moment were very unusual, as if this was exactly the result he wanted.

He used the "Spirit Fighting Fist" without any scruples, because when he was practicing, whenever the fist power reached a certain level, there seemed to be some kind of inexplicable power in his body that seemed to be awakened. In the past, he was still afraid, but now that he is facing a difficult situation, he intends to pull this force out and see what is going on.

"Ziyin, no matter what happens in the future, don't make a move! This is the only chance for you and me to get out of here. Wei Zhen said in a deep voice, as if he had returned to normal in a moment.

"Well, I believe you!" Mu Ziyin said.

Wei Zhen smiled at her, not understanding why she was so confident in herself. But in fact, what Mu Ziyin wanted to express was another meaning, she believed that Wei Zhen was by no means a real demon, otherwise even if they walked out of this ridge, they would immediately become the target of public criticism.

Wei Zhen naturally couldn't know this aspect of her thoughts. He strode forward, and at the moment of killing the two ninth-level wind wolves, he seemed to have some kind of opportunity sense for the inexplicable power in his body, and he had an extremely strong sense of intuition, if he could continue to persevere, that force would definitely awaken, since he didn't want to sit still, he had to take risks, but the consequences were not in his concern at this time.

No one knows how long this ridge is, and no one can tell where it ends.

He was as pure as a demon, his fists kept swinging out, and he didn't know how many ninth-level wind wolves he had killed, but he didn't even feel the slightest tiredness, as if the power in his body had become endless at this moment.

But in Mu Ziyin's eyes, Wei Zhen had already gone mad, and as the road progressed, she really felt that the terrifying aura of the Shura Demon Clan on Wei Zhen's body was getting stronger and stronger, which made her feel both frightened and worried. What frightened her was that if Wei Zhen was really a demon clan, she didn't know what to do next? The Mu clan motto was the same as the rules and regulations of other major sects, once she encountered a demon disciple, she would definitely do her best to kill him, and she had no way of knowing where this deep-rooted hatred came from and when it originated. What she was worried about was that if Wei Zhen continued like this, he would soon die of exhaustion, destroyed by the demon power that he had not yet controlled, but which was becoming more and more powerful. Although she has little experience in training and cultivation, she can also see this very clearly.

Xiao Hei Hei had already fled into Mu Ziyin's arms, and stared at Wei Zhen in surprise with a pair of small eyes.

"How can this kid be a demon?" As its mind opened, it seemed to know something it didn't know before, and these things were not intentionally explored, but directly imprinted in its mind.

"I have to find a way to save him, I've been with him for many years! I'm a dignified Void Divine Beast who knows how to repay my kindness, but what should I do? Damn! I wish I had some more inheritance!"

The four wind wolves appeared at a glance, Wei Zhen attacked with two fists again, at this time, above his fist, the black intent was swirling, like substance, those wind wolves had not really touched it, and they melted away like snow meeting boiling water.

When things came to this point, not only Mu Ziyin and Xiao Heihei realized this, but Wei Zhen was also keenly aware of his own danger.

It's a pity that he can't completely control it, and he can't ask for help from outside, this inexplicable powerful force seems to have long been dissolved in his flesh and blood, but it doesn't seem to belong to him at all, but it exists in his body waiting for an opportunity to recover.

He had clearly sensed that that inexplicable force was getting closer and closer to awakening, and this awakening came from the flesh and blood meridians of his body, which directly affected his mind.

Whenever a deliberate stop thought occurred in his heart, a voice full of magic and temptation immediately sounded in his heart.

"Don't stop, go on, you will be the master of everything in this world!"

So the only thing Wei Zhen could do was to guard his last bit of mind and not let himself be completely lost in this violent power.

There was a trace of panic in Mu Ziyin's clear eyes, and Wei Zhen's image before he was close at hand changed drastically again, and there were endless black threads faintly emitting from his body, but they were not dispersed.

"Who the hell is he?" A moment ago, she was still lucky, but now she was a little desperate to conclude that Wei Zhen's true identity was indeed the Shura Demon Clan. She couldn't help but think back to the scene when she rescued Wei Zhen, when he was curled up in the grass, and the whole person looked like a living little yaksha.

In the world of jade beads, under the shadow of the giant tree, the girl who had been silent for a long time opened her eyes again, and for the first time, there was a trace of fluctuation in her ice-like eyes.

If Wei Zhen sees her again at this time, he will find that this girl's appearance is different from the past, her figure has grown taller, and although the temperament of the whole person seems to have changed little, it is no longer a girl's style, but if she is a young woman in the age of cardamom, her appearance is beautiful and moving.

"This kid is really troublesome!" The woman's red lips opened slightly, spit out a few words, and then her cold gaze suddenly looked at Zhu Xianlie, who was ten zhang away.

Zhu Xianlie suddenly shuddered, and lowered his head in shock, but he didn't dare to run away. Since the demon soul escaped into the jade bead world, he had already seen several methods of this mysterious woman, but none of them could be resisted by himself, so he was willing to obey.

He trembled in fear, but in his ears he heard the woman's icy voice sound again.

"You are also in this area, and you can be regarded as a benefit to others, so I will lend you a trace of soul power first!" Zhu Xianlie knew that the woman was not speaking to ask for his consent.

The young woman's right thumb and index finger together, made a silk twisting motion, and twitched gently, in Zhu Xianlie's perception, his soul body immediately lost something, and an endless feeling of weakness hit, his eyelids sank, and he suddenly fell asleep.

The woman's movements did not stop, her fingers were lightly wound, extremely flexible, and the trace of soul power extracted suddenly condensed into an ancient rune at her fingertips, and then she opened her lips, and exhaled a mouthful of white air, all of which were absorbed by the ancient rune at her fingertips.

"Soul Suppression Seal!" she blurted out, her fingertips suddenly sent outward, only to see a majestic sigil flash away in this jade bead world, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Outside, at the same time, Wei Zhen roared violently in his mouth, and blatantly punched, this punch drained all the strength of his body, and within the fist, a rare wisp of black starlight appeared, and the five-headed wind wolf turned into pieces of black smoke and dissipated in the wail.

As soon as the punch came out, Wei Zhen's figure suddenly stopped, motionless, the surrounding space seemed to shake slightly, and then a terrifying force erupted from his body, as if he wanted to solidify this side of the world, the power was as heavy as substance, so that Mu Ziyin behind him even became sluggish in breathing.

Wei Zhen had already closed his eyes at this time, as if he had fallen into a bizarre state of concentration. On his back, there is an image of a bird's head faintly emerging, with a long feathered beak, fierce and monstrous, exuding an extremely terrifying dark light, although the pair of slender narrow eyes are tightly closed, but even so, the extremely fierce aura is still difficult to hide the slightest, and it is filled with this ridge in an instant.

"This guy?" Xiao Hei scratched his claws suddenly, trembling all over, staring at Wei Zhen's back with frightened eyes, as if he had encountered the most terrifying thing in his life, this fear seemed to come from nature, but also from the depths of his soul.

Mu Ziyin had forgotten to breathe at this moment, her face was pale, and although she was extremely frightened in her heart, she couldn't even make a sound of fear.

At the moment when that sigil flew into Wei Zhen's eyebrows without anyone noticing, the young woman in the Jade Bead World was already relieved. As a soul body, she can't get out of the jade bead world, but she can sense Wei Zhen's situation from time to time with secret methods, so she will come to the rescue, but at the moment when the image of the bird's head appeared and that fierce aura erupted, a trace of confusion suddenly surged in her ice and snow expression, and she muttered in her mouth.

"What kind of aura is this, how can it appear on his body, is it that the clan still exists in the world?...... can the 'Soul Suppression Seal' play a role?"

She lost her mind for a moment, and then she let out a soft sigh, and then closed her eyes again.

"It's only up to him to make it!"

All this happened seemed to be a long time, but in fact, it was only a very short moment, and after a few breaths, the images of birds and beasts on Wei Zhen's back disappeared, as if they had never appeared.

Xiao Hei Hei shook his little head vigorously as if he had just woken up from a nightmare, but he looked around with great anxiety, as if to make sure that everything that happened just now was just an illusion.

But it doesn't end there.

In the Qingfeng World, Nangong Yi's steps stopped in mid-air, and in front of him was an endless ridge that was exactly the same as where Wei Zhen and Mu Ziyin were.

"Is this the breath of the Shura Demon Clan? Could it be that some of them have come in? Or does it have something to do with that kid?" he stood on his feet, his eyes puzzled, and looked up at the direction from which Fang Cai's fierce aura had come from.

In the other direction, Xu Zheng swung his sword and quickly slashed a ninth-level wind wolf, and then looked in this direction as well. He smiled inexplicably and said to himself: "The people of the Shura clan are also here, and it's lively now!"

On another ridge, the young man with his head wrapped in a hood and running at a gallop was stunned, and his eyes under the hood suddenly became sharp and strange.

"They're trying to get a kick in too, and it looks like I'm going to have to hurry!"

Not only the three of them, but all the disciples of all sects and sects who entered this place noticed that the peerless fierce aura was born before, although no one knew what exactly happened, but everyone's pace accelerated a lot invisibly.

And at this moment, another distant world, the whole world was filled with an overwhelming aura of slaughter, countless islands of all sizes were scattered like dots, and all kinds of strange giant trees stood towering in the sky.

On a huge ancient island, in an ancient hall, a young man sat with his hands tied, and a pair of clear yellow wings slowly stretched and fluttered behind him, but if you look closely, there are still a few wings of the same color that have not opened under this pair of clear yellow wings.

This young man is tall, with a natural bewitching and handsome appearance, masculinity and demonic charm exist at the same time, but people can't afford to have a trace of disgust, and he exudes a natural king's air.

At the moment when the image of the bird's head on Wei Zhen's back appeared, his originally sitting body stood up from the ancient throne, his eyes burst out with purple and black light, and he held a six-foot long sword in his hand.

"You've made me wait so hard, my third brother!" the young man grinned with a gentle smile that made his face look even more handsome, and the endless killing intent was also freely exuding in the smile.

His eyes lifted, as if directly through the walls of this ancient palace, flying into the distance.

"Yingjia, I believe you should feel it too, now it's up to us to find him first!

In the direction of his gaze, thousands of miles away, there is a thousand peaks that are inserted into the sky, the whole mountain peak is like a cliff, there is no way to follow, and the mountain peak presents a strange golden and blue color.

On the top of the mountain, a beautiful young woman stands still like a virgin, her face can be called a country and a city, her posture is perfect, her curves are exquisite, and all points are good, but in the depths of her watery eyes, there is a little sadness that cannot be erased.

She was wrapped in a pair of battle armor, the color of the battle armor was pure white and flawless, and the dots of lines circulated on it, but it was a cycle of its own, and behind her, a pair of snow-white wings fluttered like clouds.

Beside the young woman, there was an old woman half-squatting, her face looked a little terrifying, her face was narrow, wrinkled like numbness, high eyebrows and pointed lips, which looked extremely incongruous.

"Why did he wake up so late, ten years later than me and Death. The young woman suddenly spoke, as if asking herself, and as if asking the old woman beside her.

The old woman was ruthless, as if she was thinking about things, and she didn't seem to understand what the young woman meant, so she was silent for a while before she said, "This old slave doesn't know either. When the old master accidentally fell and gave birth to three king eggs, each of them had a pass from him, and the other old slaves didn't know!"

The young woman pursed her lower lip, stopped talking, and began to look quietly into the endless void ahead.

"Do you want the old slave to do something?" asked the old woman after a while.

Ying Jia came back to his senses and shook his head gently. "The Lord has left you to me, and I think that there will be someone by his side to take care of you. ”

She pursed her lips, and then said, "It's better for you to go and see!—forget it, I'll go too!"

After a moment of hesitation, Ying Jia seemed to have made up her mind, and disappeared on the top of the mountain with the figure of the old woman.

At the time when this pair of young men and women were thinking about each other, in the east of this world, in another majestic and deep ancient hall, a middle-aged man stood up from the shadows, and the moment he got up, his figure actually covered half of the entire ancient hall like a shadow.

The middle-aged man's face is not inferior to him, and even has an indescribable charm, which is a precipitation that has experienced the vicissitudes of the world, which makes him have a unique charm.

In front of him, a half-foot-high blood screen was erected, and there were originally only two colorful dots on the blood screen, but at this moment, a third colored dot appeared.

"Bang Bang, King Asura, your descendants have finally appeared, and it is in vain that I have been waiting for nearly a thousand years. He slapped his palm, and a creeping shadow emerged from the darkness.

"Find the third one and bring him back to me!"

There is also a gloomy underground palace, in which an extremely simple stone platform is arranged, on which an oil lamp is lit, and the light is like a bean, as if it will die at any time.

Behind the stone platform, a gray-haired old man sat on his stomach, his eyes narrowed, as if he might fall asleep at any moment, and in his withered palm, he kept playing with two separate pieces of tortoise shell.

His fingers were slender and long, his nails seemed to be longer, and the two tortoise shells met at the same time between his fingers, seemingly disorderly, but they seemed to faintly follow a certain rhythm of trajectory.

After a while, the old man stopped his movements, and his eyes narrowed even more. He spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm, then tapped lightly on the stone table, and a man immediately came in from outside.

The upper body of this man is extremely thick, burly and powerful, and the lower body is actually a snake body, so there is no sound between walking.

"There has been a change in the royal family, and we should also prepare!"

After the stout man left, the old man took out a piece of cloth satin, carefully put away the two tortoise shells, and a trace of light appeared in his slitted eyes, looking at the sky outside the dungeon.

"Old friend, I wonder what you've calculated?" he muttered to himself.

Thousands of rivers and mountains, an old man in sackcloth seemed to have sensed something, and he also looked up at the sky, his eyes were deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The place where he was outside a thatched hut, and there was a tea table in front of him, and half a cup of hot tea was poured in the tea tray.

This thatched hut is located in an island in the middle of the lake, the island is not big, but the lake is extremely wide, which makes people look at it from afar, and it produces a feeling that the world is big and the people are small, but the world is in the heart.

"Heaven and earth have changed, variables have appeared, the Heavenly Spirit Sect is so silent, what are they planning?" The old man in Mai leaned over and picked up half a cup of hot tea, but he didn't drink it, only put it on the tip of his nose and smelled the fragrance.