In the Little Demon Mountain.

Liang Tian was alone, speeding through the forest.

Lin Huan did as he said, staying in the Moyun Mountain Range, thousands of miles away from the Demon Mountain, in half a year, the Moyun Mountain Range has probably recovered as before, and some scattered demon clans, the cultivation is not high, so there is nothing to fear.

The old path Liang Tian took was the route he had taken last time when he accidentally entered the territory of the Snow-winged Cloud Lion Clan, if it was really as he expected, the demon disaster not long ago should be inseparable from it.

The Jackdaw Clan has the existence of that unknown divine beast, and it is not easy to rush in, so it is safer to inquire about some news in the Cloud Lion Clan before making plans.

The scenery seen on the road is very different from the original.

At that time, there were many races around the cloud lion territory, but they were distinct, although there were frictions, they could still be called harmonious, and there were some extremely weak races that survived in it.

But now, it is already a withered appearance, needless to say about the destruction of mountains, forests and snow rivers, and the remaining demon beast clans, at least one demon spirit realm is in charge, or mixed to live, or panicked migration, for a few flowers and fruits, there is a life-and-death battle anytime and anywhere.

The cultivation of the demon clan relies on the bloodline talent to absorb the source qi of heaven and earth, and the second is to rely on the spiritual grasses, flowers and fruits between these mountains and fields, each with its own strange effect.

Of course, there are also some people who are ferocious and like to prey on low-level demon clans and devour demon cores to improve.

In comparison, the two mustard seed spaces in the source pool and the sea of knowledge in the human race, even if they die, they will dissipate into invisibility, and without some special means, it is extremely difficult to be plundered and cultivated.

Probably this is the preference of the world, otherwise why would the demon race be transformed, and the noble bloodline demon race is also the appearance of the human race? As we all know, it is often the ontology that is the strongest posture of the demon.

Although most of the demon birds' eyesight is keen, under the prediction of "Snow Phase" and the mental prediction comparable to the realm of heaven and man, Liang Tian is still very relaxed, and he once again stepped into the territory of the cloud lion.

The ice and snow all over the mountains brought a light chill, and the warrior's blood was vigorous, which made him feel refreshed.

The vast mind shrouded down, and everything in the Snow Peak Ice Valley could easily be seen.

Between the mountains, on the top of the highest snowy peak, the cloud lion empress in a white robe sat cross-legged, her graceful and heroic eyebrows and eyes became more and more majestic, but the breath on her body was a little vain, it seemed that she was injured and was recuperating.

There were several peak demon spirits scattered around, patrolling quietly back and forth, loyal to guard.

can hurt the Cloud Lion Empress, only with the Night Raven King, I'm afraid it will not be able to catch it, Liang Tian secretly figured to himself, he had been in contact with both, the Jackdaw King's talent was not in combat power, and the changes in this demon mountain seemed to be much more complicated than he expected.

Among the surrounding snow peaks, many snow-winged cloud lions are recuperating, somewhat with some injuries, looking calm, but quite a bit post-war.

Although the Cloud Lion Empress almost ended his life, Liang Tian didn't think about revenge at this time, if it could be confirmed that it was the Jackdaw clan who was competing with him, then it would be an excellent boost, and they could use their mutual checks and balances to find an opportunity to take advantage of.

Liang Tian's mind quietly searched for the cloud lions who were talking, hoping to learn more about the inside story, but it didn't take long for him to curse.

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This "roar roar" everywhere, know what a ghost!

Where can I learn the demon language? It's urgent!

It wasn't the first time he'd been in such an embarrassment, but he was still just as depressed and frustrated, but soon, things began to turn around.

On a snow peak not far away, Liang Tian suddenly caught a few familiar breaths, and probed intently, and found that it was the empress's subordinates, the old cloud lion named Xue Bo, and a few of them maintained their physical appearance, which should also be the demons who participated in the meeting last time.

After all, most of the creatures are unique, and the familiarity is not for nothing.

The empress was not there, and they were a lot more casual, and they didn't say anything, but as a demon spirit at the same level as the Mortal Realm, demon consciousness transmission is naturally a good skill, is there any more secure means than transmitting the sound into the secret on their own territory?

Liang Tian

Who would have thought that there was a mind comparable to the realm of heaven and man, quietly lurking here.

"Xue Bo, I have already found out, that little guy was originally from my Snow Vein clan, and when he was born, the cloud qi gathered without snowfall, this is the talent of the cloud vein, so he was expelled, and his mother couldn't bear it, and left the Little Demon Mountain with it. Unexpectedly, he awakened the bloodline of the Cloud Emperor, and was discovered and captured by that group of crows." This is a rather majestic cloud lion, the cultivation of the peak realm of the demon spirit, and the status in the clan is probably not low.

Xue Bo was slightly stunned, and said with emotion: "My snow-winged cloud lion clan, the bloodline is divided into two parts, the cloud vein is close to the wind, and the snow vein is close to the water, although ninety percent of the descendants of the snow vein will also be the snow vein, and it is not too rare to mutate the cloud vein talent. It's just that unexpectedly, the supreme bloodline of this generation of cloud veins has awakened in the Little Demon Mountain."

"The blood of the Cloud Emperor is in his body, this little guy's future is limitless, I am only worried that he will raise tigers for trouble, and he will hate me in the future."

Xue Bo's old eyes suddenly sharpened: "The dispute between the two veins of Yun and Xue has been going on for a long time, if he lives in the territory of the snow vein, not only him, but also the parents who gave birth to him, will suffer a lot of unfair treatment, and it is our always benevolent to expel these children with abnormal bloodlines.

In order to save him from the Jackdaws, the Empress did not hesitate to risk her life and forcibly took the back hand left behind, and was seriously injured, and is still recuperating.

Love and righteousness are like this, why does he hold grudges?

The blood of the Cloud Emperor is cut off, but awakened in my Snow Vein territory, this is the will of heaven, the clouds and snow are fighting, the Lion Emperor is born, this little guy will definitely be able to assist the Empress to unify the two veins and step on the legendary position!"

Xue Bo's demon sense was very excited, his eyes were full of fanaticism, and the cloud lion didn't say anything more when he saw this, and the entire snow vein knew that Xue Bo's belief in the ethereal legend was like a madness, but the vast majority of the clansmen, they believed in the empress herself, and nothing else.

Liang Tian listened with relish on the side, looking at the ordinary and ordinary ethnic groups, as well as so many famous halls of gods chattering and twisting and turning.

For a rumor, infighting, splitting, and expulsion of the lion cubs, no matter how you look at it, are too ignorant and cruel, with these means, even if you can reunite the two veins, how can you afford the name of a family of emperors.

What he saw and heard last time, regardless of enmity and hatred, Liang Tian still admired Empress Yunshi a little, but now she looks down on it, she may not believe it, but connivance, it is not a fault.

However, he had roughly understood the beginning and end of the matter, and the demon calamity was indeed a battle between the Cloud Lion and the Jackdaw clan

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The trigger, when it comes to the source, is the unlucky young beast.

was expelled by relatives, captured and imprisoned, and rescued is at best a proton, a tool lion that commands the cloud vein, so I look at it, tsk, it's a bit miserable.

"Okay, Xuexiao, the little guy will be left to your care, be sure to move him with affection, know it with reason, and let him have a close heart with my Xuemai." Xue Bo exhorted the sturdy cloud lion.

Xue Yu left in response, Liang Tian's mind also quietly withdrew, he was not interested in the process of coaxing children, the vitality of the Cloud Lion Clan was greatly damaged, the Jackdaw Clan was already weak, and it would definitely not be intact, at this time the garrison was empty, it was an excellent time to explore.

The two clans were at war, and there were still many traces of battle in the Little Demon Mountain, and Liang Tian didn't bother to discern the direction, or groped around, and walked straight along the place where the aura was most mixed.

After going deep for thousands of miles, the traces of the Dark Night Jackdaw clan began to appear, with the comparison of breath, it was much faster to search for the same clan, and soon, Liang Tian stopped in front of a black fog with a radius of more than a thousand miles, and his mind easily penetrated and concealed, among which was a dark but shiny dead wood forest.

Liang Tian had seen it in the classics, this plant, called the dark night ironwood, only has a torso, no leaves, with darkness as nourishment, very strong, its branches are the best refining materials, and the hardness alone can rank among the six grades.

On the branches of the Dark Night Ironwood, there are a very large number of Dark Night Jackdaws, I am afraid that this is their nest, each jackdaw swallows a pitch-black mist, different from the Demon Mist, which is less tyrannical and brutal, but a little more cold and erosive.

Recall when

What the Jackdaw King exerted at the beginning of the dark night was also a pitch-black demonic power, Liang Tian couldn't help but think, this kind of power, in terms of the attributes it contains, could it be darkness?

Earth, water, fire, wind, space, darkness......

Then the light corresponding to the darkness, I'm afraid it didn't run away.

Seven attributes?

No, maybe more.

For the first time, Liang Tian felt so truly the vastness and difficulty of the formation road, and he was still only standing at the beginning of one of the roads.

He had never forgotten that the ultimate pursuit of the Array Dao was to master all the basic runes and extrapolate them into one, in other words, these more than 40 million Dao Bagua runes would be condensed into several attribute branches, and then continue to be deduced until they finally became the all-encompassing supreme rune.

A branch of the property, maybe nine? Or maybe eighty-one? Or maybe it may not be evenly divided, so the number is uncertain, he has no way of knowing.

Just a vague glimpse of the future thorns of this corner formation, Rao is that he has a heavenly skill, and he can't help but give birth to a kind of distant snubbing.

At this time, he somewhat understood why the cultivation of martial arts and formation was to slowly unveil the cultivation realm, and sometimes, being ambitious was not just a casual attitude, but also a blow to confidence.

Staring at the people under your feet, you can often reach the top of the mountain.

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