Chapter 9: Become a Troll
"Yan boy, what should I do?" Gu Yan finished transmitting his voice, turned his head to stare at Gu Yan, asking for his opinion.
Do you move on and ignore them, or do you step forward to rescue those people, except for a great scourge that might threaten the demons of the Nightmare Territory?
At this time, the moment he saw these demon insects, all kinds of thoughts had already flashed in Gu Yan's mind, and he had already made a decision in his heart.
Looking at the dress of those guards in green armor, it was obvious that they were people from the Mo family, a big family, that he had met when he was passing by the Central District. And looking at the skills of those people, they obviously have the strength of the fifth stage of the demon barrier.
Such a group of people have no way to take this demon insect, although Gu Yan can kill people beyond the level, but he doesn't want to do it.
Besides, he asked himself if he wasn't a good person.
He always remembered that he was a demon monk and had his own responsibilities.
And now, it's become a burden for him.
In today's Demon Realm, almost all the monks have refined their souls and gathered their souls, so doesn't that mean that the people in the entire Demon Realm deserve to die?
And what makes Gu Yan most entangled is that if Yun'er succeeds in cultivation by then, will she be able to do it herself?
Can you kill the world, can you kill her?
"Qiu Lao, let's go. With a soft word, he bent over and walked slowly forward.
Since you can't walk in the valley, then go to the rugged heights on both sides, as long as you hunch your waist as much as possible, so that the green filaria can't find it.
Seeing this, Old Man Qiu glanced at Gu Nei, shook his head slightly, and left with Gu Yan.
Below, the guards who were several feet tall were still waving their weapons, constantly using their magic and martial arts.
Those magic powers converged into long chains, and as soon as they hit the bodies of those relatively small demon insects, they suddenly burst out brilliantly.
The bodies of those demon insects are not very hard, they are barely the first and second stages of the demon barrier cultivation, and as soon as they are hit by mana, their bodies suddenly burst open, revealing green bile.
However, after the demon worm sucked the flesh and blood of the monk, it became more and more powerful, and they were extremely numerous. But these monks couldn't resist the long-term consumption of magic power, holding the ink stone in their hands one by one, constantly absorbing and consuming it, their faces were extremely pale, and their clothes were already soaked with sweat.
One side is getting stronger, the other side is getting weaker. Victory or defeat is only a matter of time.
And the time that these monks desperately fought for gave Gu Yan and the others more opportunities to leave.
At this time, their crossing of this Fengling Canyon with a radius of thousands of miles really began.
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In that distant continent of the piano.
On a barren mountain, the clouds and smoke are shrouded, and the magic eagle with a length of dozens of zhang flies around, and the carving body is covered, setting off patches of green shade.
In the ethereal air, a curling figure stood quietly on top of his beloved white eagle as usual, floating on the top of the mountain. Her eyes were soft, looking south, and it was full of longing.
And behind her, in her words, is a bunch of filthy rotten dirt that is mocking at will.
The group in the back is the children of the Array Sect.
After Yun'er worshiped the watermark as a teacher, she followed him to the array sect of the Qin Continent.
At the beginning, with the support of Watermark's resources, Yun'er reached the realm of soul refining within a few months of coming to the Formation Sect, and the formation reached the apprentice stage.
This incident shocked the entire sect.
A genius that is rare in 10,000 years!
The whole Formation Sect, including the Formation Sect, who had not appeared for thousands of years, and was one of the only two remaining Formation Grandmasters in the Demon Realm, the True Demon of the Sealing Dao, was also alarmed, and wanted to take her as a disciple in person. Of course, the watermark did not object, but was a little proud: Yun'er called both of them masters, so isn't she the same generation as the ancestors?
A dazzling star will always attract the attention of tens of millions of people, let alone Yun'er, who has become more and more beautiful in the past three years.
Almost every day since then, many admirers have shouted at her to show their love.
It's just that this made Yun'er's face even colder, and she ignored these people at all.
The prestige of the ancestors also made few people dare to really step forward and do anything to them.
However, this does not hinder their inner envy and pursuit.
Behind him, above the clouds, two men were staring at Yun'er, their eyes full of fanaticism.
"Senior Brother Qi, do you know why Senior Sister Yun'er always comes to this mountain at the end of every month and stares into the distance?" one of the younger disciples asked softly.
"I don't know. The other man stroked the white fox in his hand and looked at Yun'er, "Senior Sister Yun'er used to practice in retreat, and only at the end of the month would she come out for an hour to stand here and meditate, maybe this is a kind of perception of heaven and earth." ”
"Alas, Senior Sister Yun'er is already a genius, and her cultivation is so hard, I don't know when I will be able to catch up, and when will I be able to kiss Fang Ze!" Shaking his head, the young junior brother sighed depressedly.
"Hmph, a kiss Fangze, don't think about it, don't say it's you, even if it's me, I don't have the slightest possibility!" Senior Brother Qi looked coldly at the junior brother beside him and laughed ruthlessly.
When he said this, he unconsciously clenched his hand, and the white fox girl in his hand screamed, his eyes full of resentment.
Thinking of Yun'er, a beautiful woman with natural fragrance and excellent qualifications, there are many suitors who should be. And there are only dozens of people who really have that strength, and among the dozens of people, the pursuit methods are different. One of them is to defeat all suitors. The strength of this senior brother surnamed Qi is a little inferior, and he was beaten by that person when he made an appointment to fight last month.
Now, according to the agreement, he can only look at it from a distance, and he must be a hundred feet away from Yun'er.
Strength, with strength you have everything, not only in the Array Sect, but also in the Five Sects and even the entire Demon Realm.
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Finally, after a deep look at the south, the woman burst into tears, turned around and walked towards the cave, surrounded by a group of white-clothed monks who were still envious, begging for the beauty to please.
Fengling Canyon, which is thousands of miles away, has a large number of towering ancient trees growing in it, making the whole canyon green like shade.
In the meantime, countless several zhang of demonic beasts kept churning, and large birds and birds flashed from time to time, obviously this place was much more lively than the Forest of Warcraft.
In this deep valley and old forest, two figures are constantly shuttling among them. It was the two old men Gu Yanqiu who rushed to the Sword Demon Territory at full speed.
While running at a high speed, Gu Yan and Old Man Qiu chatted with each other to pass the loneliness of the road.
"Qiu Lao, I just saw that those guards only have the means of magic barriers, how can they have a body of several feet?"
"Why? You don't even know that. Old Man Qiu turned his head to look at Gu Yan in surprise.
Seeing that look, Gu Yan smiled bitterly, "Shouldn't this be another common sense when cultivating?"
Old Man Qiu nodded when he heard this, "Indeed," he smiled and continued, "Those Demon Beast Masters have a large body size, and the rank can reach dozens of zhang, and when they reach the king level, they can be half human and half beast, and their body is a hundred zhang, and those who have reached the emperor level can turn into a body that is dozens of feet tall like us." ”
"The comprehension of Warcraft is not as good as ours, in fact, in ancient times, our body shape after birth was the same as theirs, but how wise our ancestors were, created the method of making the body smaller. Over time, the size of our demons after birth has become the size of the smaller. ”
"So, we demons can also turn into trolls several feet tall?" Gu Yan said in shock after listening to Qiu Lao's words.
"Well, in fact, to change to the corresponding body size, you only need to memorize a trick. As he spoke, he stared at Gu Yan, "I guess, you're afraid you don't even have this trick, right?"
"Yes. Gu Yan nodded awkwardly.
For example, the ancient method of transmitting gong needs to be completed by gathering souls, and now the Qianqiu cultivation is regressive, and it is no longer possible.
I saw him shout, "Look at it." He poured a sip of wine, and then spewed out, the mana worked, and the wine drops quickly condensed under his control, forming symbols in mid-air, and finally gathering into a series of magic patterns.
"Make a note of these five magic patterns. At this time, Old Man Qiu reminded loudly.
Gu Yan on the side was not verbose, and his thoughts were running in his brain in a hurry, and he remembered it in his mind in just half a breath.
At this time, Old Man Qiu seemed to be unable to hold on, his face was slightly red, seeing that Gu Yan had closed his eyes, knowing that he had written it down, he quickly dispersed his mana, and those wine droplets fell down with a flutter.
"Well, it's been years since I've used magic like this, but it's a bit of a struggle. After Old Man Qiu released his magic power, he took out a piece of ink stone to replenish his strength.
But Gu Yan was thinking hard in his mind. He only remembered the shape of these five magic patterns, but except for the first magic pattern, none of them understood their essence.
"Don't think about it," at this time, Old Man Qiu, who had replenished his physical strength, spoke, "The five magic patterns represent the five realms, and now you should only be able to understand the first one." ”
"I see. When Gu Yan heard this, he opened his eyes.
Old Man Qiu's peak cultivation is the Soldier Liberation Realm, and these five magic patterns were recorded by him in order to cooperate with his cultivation.
"Qiu Lao, I'm going to practice here for a while. ”
After speaking, without waiting for Qiu Lao to respond, he sat down and cultivated alone.
Seeing this, Old Man Qiu sighed in his heart, "What a cultivator." Then he hung the flask on his body, found a place to lean, lay down and fell asleep.
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About two or three pillars of incense have passed.
The corners of Gu Yan's mouth moved slightly, and he spit out lightly, "Change!"
After the words fell, I saw him suddenly float from the ground, a black light came out of his six-foot body, his bones crackled, his muscles bulged, and his body slowly became larger, one zhang, two zhang, three zhang...... When his body turned ten zhang in size, the growth stopped.
At this time, the old man Qiu who was sleeping next to the ancient tree had already been woken up by the sound of noise, and when he saw this scene, he was first stunned, and then kept exclaiming.
When Gu Yan landed, he hurried to Gu Yan's side and carefully studied Gu Yan's troll body.
He has drooping hair, wheat-colored skin, and sharp protrusions on his shoulders and knees.
"Tsk, Yan boy, I have to say, this body of yours is one of the best transformations I've ever seen. The Demon Barrier Realm, ten zhang high, tsk, is considered to be the top. ”
Regarding the matter of the demon clan, Gu Yan did not tell Qiu Lao.
And Gu Yan looked at his current body, and he was also full of amazement, and he also had a certain guess in his heart about the ten-zhang tall body:
As long as it's a real demon and turns into a troll, I'm afraid that's it.