Chapter 878: Wolf Demon
When Song Xing saw the three words of Lion Camel Ridge, his pupils shrank suddenly.
"Could it be that what I traveled through this time is a journey to the west?"
A chill came to my heart, and the world of Journey to the West, which is full of gods and demons, definitely belongs to one of the most high-end worlds in the Three Realms.
The description of Lion Camel Ridge in Journey to the West makes people's scalp tingle.
The skeletons are like mountains, and the bones are like forests. Human hair is turned into felt, and human skin and flesh are rotten into mud. The human tendons were wrapped around the trees, and the stems were scorched and shiny like silver. It's really a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and it really smells bad. The little demon in the east took the flesh of the living; Splashing demons in the west, boiling and cooking human flesh freshly.
The old demon in the south took human bones to make a decoction; The big demon in the north peeled the skin to make the soles of his shoes.
This is an absolute danger, and the slightest mistake can kill you.
At this moment, Song Xing noticed that on the other side of the boulder, there were many words engraved: "Heavenly Immortal Palace, dare not desecrate; Hell Yellow Spring, dare not offend. ”
Every sentence reveals an incomparably domineering and contemptuous atmosphere.
"Heavenly Court?" Song Xing muttered in a low voice, looked at the words on the boulder, pondered for a long time, and finally decided to go to Lion Camel Ridge.
Since the jade seal let him travel here, it means that the projection of the Zhuxian Sword must be in this world, and even if there is a lot of danger ahead, he has to go and take a look.
"Whew......" As soon as his body moved, he disappeared into the dense forest.
Not long after he entered the mountain, a sudden youkai blocked his way.
"Where did the Terrans come from, dare to trespass!"
It was a large bird with two wings on its back, its whole body covered with thick black feathers, a sharp beak, and its fangs glowing with a cold light.
It stared at Song Xing and let out a strange scream, looking arrogant.
Song Xing glanced at it indifferently: "I can actually speak, it seems that it is different from those ignorant monsters outside." ”
"What a arrogant fellow, take your dog's life."
The black-winged eagle let out a roar, its wings fluttered, and its huge body turned into a cloud of black mist, sweeping towards Song Xing. A black fog shrouded the horizon, making the vision even darker.
This black mist was poisonous, eroding the spiritual sense, leaving the monk in a brief hallucination.
However, for a powerhouse like Song Xing, the black fog is nothing.
A layer of white aura poured out of his body, blocking the attack of the black mist. Then the figure flickered, and instantly appeared next to the black-winged eagle.
The black-winged eagle's eyes widened, he didn't expect this human to be so fast.
It reacted quickly, flapped its wings, and the whole person fled towards the sky like a sharp arrow, turning into a small dot in the blink of an eye and disappearing into the sky.
Song Xing grabbed it with his hand, directly grabbed it from a thousand meters away, and slammed it in front of him.
"You...... You ......" The black-winged eagle pointed at Song Xing in horror.
Song Xing's eyes were cold: "Tell me, is this the Lion Camel Ridge?" ”
Although the black-winged eagle was frightened, it still shook its head.
Song Xing raised his hand and shot out a wisp of spiritual fire, enveloping it. The blazing spiritual fire scorched the black-winged eagle, and soon it screamed in pain and trembled.
Song Xing looked at its appearance, and estimated that if it continued to be tortured, it would definitely not be able to hold on.
"I say! I said......" The black-winged eagle was frightened and hurriedly begged for mercy.
"Say, don't play tricks. Otherwise, die. ”
Song Xing flicked his fingers, the spiritual fire was extinguished, and the black-winged eagle trembled, his cheeks were swollen, and he was sweating profusely.
It knew that it had encountered hard stubble, and it no longer dared to talk nonsense.
"This is not Lion Camel Ridge, it is Qingfeng Ridge, it is the territory of the White Wolf King, and I am the mountain patrol guard of the White Wolf King." It opens.
"Lie, I just saw a boulder outside with Lion Camel Ridge written on it."
Seeing the black fire appear in Song Xing's hand again, the black-winged eagle shouted in fright: "Immortals, immortals spare their lives." The little one has lived here for two hundred years, and this is indeed Qingfeng Ridge, and I have never heard of any lion camel ridge. ”
Song Xing narrowed his eyes and carefully observed the black-winged eagle, and did not feel any aura of lying from it.
"It seems that this monster really doesn't know about Lion Camel Ridge, so what's going on with that boulder outside?"
He was puzzled in his heart, so he asked again: "You just said that this Qingfeng Ridge is the territory of the White Wolf King, where is he?" ”
The black-winged eagle hurriedly spoke: "The king is practicing in the Qingfeng Cave a hundred miles away from here, and the king is ordered by the Peacock Virgin to guard the western mountains of the Peacock Demon Country, and he is very trusted by the Holy Mother. ”
Song Xing frowned and looked at the black-winged eagle who was talking upside down, why did a peacock virgin come out again?
simply slapped it to death with one palm, and directly searched for the memory of the black-winged eagle with soul searching.
It's a pity that the black-winged eagle doesn't seem to have a high level of intelligence, and there is no useful news in his memory, and the bottom of the white wolf king is actually a white wolf spirit who has practiced for nearly a thousand years, in charge of this large and small monster in a radius of thousands of miles.
"It doesn't seem to be the same as the Lion Camel Ridge in my memory, it seems that I'm going to meet this white wolf spirit." Song Xing was muttering to himself, turning into a breeze and heading towards the cave where the white wolf was cultivating.
The place where this white wolf spirit is located is not far from Lion Camel Ridge.
Song Xing arrived quickly, but was stopped by several demon soldiers: "Stop, how can the cave of the White Wolf King be waiting for ordinary people to come?" ”
He snorted coldly: "Get out of here!" ”
Several demon soldiers were furious and brandished steel knives to kill Song Xing.
"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!" Song Xing sneered, and with a slash of his five fingers in the void, a ten-zhang long cyan giant blade was condensed, and the sharp sound of breaking the air was extremely harsh.
The sword shone brightly, the blood rushed to the sky, and several demon soldiers vomited blood and flew out, and they were killed the moment they landed.
Song Xing withdrew his right hand and continued to walk towards the White Wolf King's cave.
In the memory of the black-winged eagle, the white wolf spirit has lived for thousands of years and is extremely strong.
Not only does he have extremely strong combat effectiveness, but he is also proficient in formations and knows how to drive all kinds of demon soldiers and demon generals.
Therefore, Song Xing did not rush into it, but made some movement outside his cave mansion to attract the attention of the white wolf spirit.
The cave where the white wolf cultivated was extremely spacious, and the interior was luxuriously furnished, with night pearls inlaid on the walls, and the lights were brilliant.
There is a large rosewood bed in the depths of the cave.
A monster with a wolf's head and a human body, lying quietly in it, sleeping soundly.
And just when the demon soldier died, the monster suddenly opened his eyes: "Who dares to kill my demon soldier?" ”
A thick evil aura spread out from his body, and the temperature around him plummeted by several points.
In the next second, he had already appeared outside the cave mansion and saw the fallen corpse outside the cave door: "What a gut, just human, you actually offended us and others." Die! ”
The white wolf stretched out its scarlet tongue and licked its lips, pounced violently, and pressed Song Xing with one paw.
The fists and feet collided, and a violent concussion erupted.
Song Xing took a few steps back.
The White Wolf King's eyes lit up: "It turned out to be a human from the Immortal Realm, no wonder he had the courage to break into my cave." ”
His voice was hoarse and cruel, with a touch of hideousness, and the hair on his body suddenly stood on end, like a steel needle, but his eyes revealed a crazy killing intent and joy at seeing food.
Song Xing's face was slightly gloomy, and his eyes looking at the white wolf were also a little solemn.
This is a wolf demon who has practiced for thousands of years and has also stepped into the realm of human immortals! (End of chapter)