Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Origin of Zixiao

Outside Shangyang City, in Baibi Mountain!

Some time ago, the entrance of the Black Wind Village Cave that had just been leveled by the elite disciples of the Heavenly Dao Academy was pitch black, and the raging fire burned for three days and three nights before it gradually went out!

The once-prosperous Black Wind Village has since perished, and the people in Shangyang City who know about this incident have rumored the power of the Heavenly Dao Academy. In the sound of singing praises and virtues, it didn't take a few days for people to gradually forget the tyranny and bloodiness of Heifeng Village, and the people who came to see the ruins of Heifeng Village gradually became scarce, and Baibi Mountain returned to its former tranquility.

It was past noon, and the hole in the air exposed by the scorching sun was eerie, pitch black like the devil's huge mouth, and the whirring wind made the place look even more strange and unpredictable, as if the souls of the dead horse thieves were still stationed here, crying about the glory of the past and the misery of destruction.

A swift figure suddenly flashed at the entrance of the cave, his clothes as black as the burned hole, and if you didn't look closely, you couldn't detect that anyone was approaching.

The black shadow only stopped for a moment, and then dodged into the main altar of the Black Wind Village, where no one would trespass on it again. It's in ruins, and it's full of dead bodies from hundreds of years ago, and it's a graveyard where only the mentally ill can enter.

The traces of the fire are still clearly left in every corner of the cave, and the charcoal-like corpses are curled up in the corners everywhere, weapons and other things are all over the ground, and the past sparkle can no longer be seen, only the same desolation as the corpses.

The black shadow sighed lightly, the Black Wind Village that once frightened everyone in the Dragon Soul Continent had turned into a pile of rubble. Those characters with infinite scenery have long since turned into flying smoke, and maybe they don't even know where to go.

The Black Shadow seemed to be familiar with the place, and although the fire had changed the original appearance of the cave, he was like a dexterous delphinium shuttling through the dense passages like spider's webs.

He simply ignored one fork in the road after another, and perhaps he didn't think about whether he would encounter any deadly attacks after turning this one. Everything was so swift that he didn't make any stops.

Zheng!

The light flickered, and the hideous beast pounced on the black shadow with its mouth open, the fishy wind blowing, the huge fangs looked so penetrating even in the dark hole, and the black evil qi came faster than the beast's sharp teeth, and the wind swept towards the black shadow.

"Brute, is there anyone who raises it and no one teaches it?" The black shadow actually smiled faintly, the sword at his waist didn't seem to have any intention of pulling it out, and in the face of the surging force, he suddenly turned into a sharp black gas.

It was as if it had turned into a peerless sword, quickly piercing through layers of black qi, and a single palm was imprinted on the forehead of the giant beast.

The beast's roar suddenly weakened, and the black evil qi returned to its mouth, and the sharp teeth and fangs were obediently retracted, and it stood in front of the black shadow like a docile kitten, extremely well-behaved.

"That's the best way to behave, don't have a next time, remember my taste, or I'll tear you to minced meat and eat it!" the black shadow laughed, standing in front of the beast like a three-year-old child standing in front of an adult.

But the giant beast obediently allowed the weak human to gently pat its head, and from time to time it let out a satisfied snort or two, as if it was extremely afraid of the black shadow.

"I solemnly warn you, don't scare it again, or I will kill you. Behind the beast, a gloomy man slowly walked out. The giant beast flew into a vicious aura and burrowed into the man's body as if it were about to be amnestied.

"Hehe, then take care of your lackeys, what I hate most is that others are in my way. A low-level spirit beast like it doesn't deserve to appear in front of me at all!" The black shadow swayed its long hair, and its voice was crisp like a bell in the spring breeze, rising and falling, intoxicating.

The black shadow that defeated the giant beast with a single blow turned out to be a bewitching and graceful woman.

"Do you think you're getting better?" The gloomy man looked at the woman with disdain, and said coldly: "You are just a mixed-race mongrel, although you have some strength, but you are only a mixed-blood mongrelrel, and you are far from my spirit beast." ”

The black light flashed, and the two of them duly exchanged palms. The gloomy man snorted, obviously suffering a loss, and took a few steps back, just standing firmly, the five nails as sharp as a sword had already sunk into his neck.

The woman breathed heavily, as if she was angry to the extreme, the fingers that grabbed the gloomy man's neck were extremely powerful, and the blood slowly slipped down her jade knuckles, as long as she exerted a little effort, the man's head immediately had to move.

"My bloodline is noble, and it is not for a mortal like you to question. Do you want to try it, see what my noble bloodline is capable of?" The woman was almost to the point of madness, and she could immediately show her strength with a slight squeeze of her palm in the gloomy man's tone.

"Okay, Yegaro, Feng San, why do you two have to pinch every time you meet, it's really unbearable. You know, we're still partners. ”

A black figure suddenly appeared, no less fast than the woman known as Yegaro, he put his hands on Yegaro's hands, and a domineering true qi poured in, slowly letting Yegaro let go.

Feng coughed loudly, and there were five bloody holes in his neck, which were gurgling with blood at the moment. He stared at Yegaro with a fire in his eyes.

Wan Wan looked at the two of them helplessly, and shook his head with a smile: "Everyone has already arrived, Yejialuo, you are always late." The three people are just maintaining the secrecy of the venue, so why bother?"

Yegaro snorted coldly: "Those who slander my noble bloodline can only die." ”

Ten thousand people were also stunned, the woman in front of them was a mixed-race family. The mixed-race cultivators are an extremely mysterious group of people on the Dragon Soul Continent, and no one knows where they came from or what kind of bloodline they have.

I only know that the cultivation of mixed blood is more than twice as strong as that of ordinary humans, and the relationship between the innate bloodlines makes them far surpass ordinary people on the way to cultivation, and those who cultivate to the advanced level can even be comparable to gods.

"Well, the arguing man is dizzy, and I don't want to hear any more dreadnought quarrels. "The dark cave slowly lit up with fluorescent green lights, miserable and miserable like a ghost gate.

The entire cave house, like the passage outside, has been reduced to a pile of rubble. In the center, there was a white jade bench intact, and it was not known how it escaped the fire.

There was a person sitting on the white jade bench, all covered in a black robe, leaving only two sparkling eyes. The robe is tattooed with black auspicious clouds with black bright gold threads, which seem to be circulating, and it is extremely magical.

There was a row of people standing on each side, about seven or eight people. They were dressed like the people on the white jade bench, and they were all shrouded in black robes, but judging from the true qi circulating in each of them, they were all first-class masters.

Nightgala and Ten Thousand Slashers stood in the middle of the two teams, while Kazesan continued his duty as gatekeeper and disappeared into the darkness outside the cave.

The black-clothed man on the white jade bench seemed to nod, and his sparkling eyes suddenly looked at the column on the left. All the people standing couldn't help but straighten their backs even more, as if they were soldiers waiting for the review, expecting the general's order to rush to the battlefield with a shout.

"Wu Song, you did a good thing!"

The black shadow standing in the third position on the left trembled and hurriedly stood up: "Sect Master, I ............"

"Don't say it, I don't want to hear it. The sect master's heavy tone made the cave house tremble a little: "The people in Phoenix City haven't been killed, you can't even kill the little cub who was kicked out of the house, you say, what's the use of asking you?"

The black robe covering his body trembled even more, maybe taking off the black robe, everyone could see a Wu Song with a cold sweat on his face, who would believe that the first elder of the Discipline Academy, who was usually majestic, could become what he is now in the face of the scolding of a man in black.

"Sect Master, Sect Master, Wu Song is guilty, it's not that I don't try my best to do my errand, it's just that every time that kid seems to have some mysterious power protecting him. Either he suddenly came out with a strong cultivator, or if there was something abnormal in his body, I couldn't help it. ”

Wu Song's language is extremely sincere, and his body trembles like the yellow leaves in the treetops in autumn, as long as a breeze can take him away from the branches, and forever be the fertilizer at the foot of the big tree.

The sect master sighed heavily, but the two shining eyes were still staring at him tightly, as if they were going to pierce Wu Song with his sharp eyes and see him deep inside.

"Sect Master, although Wu Song is not effective, what he said is indeed the truth. Ten thousand people walked out and stood beside Wu Song. He didn't have a black coat to cover his face, which made him look a little different here.

"That kid Long Yunzhou not only opened the lost pupil power of the Shenlong clan, but also learned the sword of the Black Tide. Fortunately, his cultivation is not high, otherwise even I might have died at his hands. Wu Song didn't kill him, which is also reasonable. ”

Wu Song looked at Wan Wan Chop gratefully, but Wan Wan Chop's eyes only showed ridicule, as if he came out to say a fair word not to help Wu Song, but just wanted to see more of his jokes.

"That's it, I see. The sect master waved his hand, as if he was a little tired: "The dragon clan has another great character. Long Batian has already racked our brains, but we didn't expect that after Long Batian, there would be such a person. Hitomi power, what a terrible power it is!"

Everyone present couldn't help but be shocked, as if they all knew what a terrifying power Hitomi Force was. Under such a force that surpasses all rules, they can only tremble!

"We must not allow this power to continue to be passed on, otherwise we will never have the day to emerge. The sect master slapped heavily on the white jade stone bench, and the power made the entire cave house tremble, but the white jade stone bench was not damaged at all.

"Sect Master, hand over this kid to me. Yegaro walked out gently, with a beautiful smile on the corner of her mouth: "I heard that he is looking for Zixiao Flame to improve his ability, as long as you guide him not to use pupil power, I will naturally have a way to kill him on the way to find Zixiao Tinder." ”

The sect master looked deeply at Yegaro, who was blooming like a flower in the gloomy cave mansion, and his eyes gradually became gentle.

"Okay, let you, a mixed-race nobleman, destroy your inherited ancestors. ”

Nightgala's smile brightened, as if she was looking forward to the future and persevering with it.