Rolling drizzle, thin clouds.

Fortunately, the clouds were too thin, allowing the faint moonlight to penetrate the clouds.

Strange to say, the moonlight that left the sea area of the Ten Thousand Demon Ancient Caves was no longer the blood-red color, but the cold moonlight, together with the silent drizzle, swayed to the earth.

The corpse demon's eyesight is very adapted to the dark, and with the faint moonlight, Brian can take a clear look at this area in the shortest possible time.

There was wind under his feet, and after a while, he carried the deer into a cave sheltered from the wind and rain.

After putting the fawn down, seeing the short animal hair on its body being wet and hanging pitifully on its body, Brian frowned.

Looking around, there were a lot of dead leaves and dead branches in the cave, which should have been swept in by the strong wind, and skillfully lit a fire frame and called the fawn over.

The fawn, too, was well-behaved, and when he heard the cry, he came after him, and curled up by the fire to rest.

Brian's heart also became extremely peaceful with this moment.

At this moment, the existence of the fawn made him feel the freshness of life, and he couldn't help but give birth to the illusion that he was also living in this world.

This feeling of tranquility is not disgusting, and although he is dead, he can still witness life on earth.

The fawn squinted and gradually fell into a dream......

And Brian is a corpse demon, and before he reaches a fixed dormancy period, he will not fall into a deep sleep like ordinary people, and even in the middle of the night, his mind is terrifyingly clear.

I couldn't sleep, so I had to cultivate.

Sit cross-legged and skillfully pinch out a Dao decision with both hands, as if you had done this action a thousand times in your memory.

Now he is only left with the name Bailian, and the cultivation mantras and exercises that are deeply imprinted in his memory like an awl, even he himself doesn't know why he lost his memory, but he can remember these very clearly.

Maybe it was related to the ancient voice that lingered in his ears during the long time he was silent in the purple gold coffin.

The voice clearly informed him that those who practiced the Immortal Dao were divided into three realms: the mortal realm, the tribulation realm, and the holy realm.

And each of the major realms is divided into several small realms.

There are four small realms contained in the mortal realm: the realm of seeking the Tao, the realm of Kaiyuan, the realm of expanding the sea, and the realm of inheriting spirits.

There are five small realms contained in the Tribulation Realm: the Soul Enlightenment Realm, the Divine Realm, the Fusion Dao Realm, the Thousand Tribulation Realm, and the Tongyi Realm.

There are four small realms included in the Holy Realm: the Realm of Refining the Void, the Ancient Tribulation Realm, the Immortal Realm, and the Saint Realm.

Now his body is about sixteen years old, but his strength is only a second-grade Taoist who has just started.

Judging from the burial objects in his coffin, the resources in front of him must not be lacking, and his family must be a family of immortal cultivators, and his strength can be described as quite mediocre during his lifetime.

Li Jiujiu is only in his twenties, and now he has the cultivation of Kaiyuan Yipin, compared with it, it makes him extremely embarrassed.

is already a mediocre talent, and after death, I don't know if it will cause a more difficult situation for his cultivation path.

Thinking about these things for the first time, Brian put aside his complicated thoughts and was about to concentrate and calm down, but suddenly there was a rustling sound in his ears that was definitely not produced by the natural environment.

The sound was extremely subtle, but it couldn't help but make people feel chilled, the sound was dense and regular, as if it was caused by someone's clothes rubbing the ground when they hit the ground.

Brian's eyes, which had not yet been fully closed, suddenly widened, and he looked vigilantly towards the source of the sound.

Over there, the deeper part of the cave.

The darkness was like a lurking man-eating beast, rustling more and more frequent, and getting closer.

Even the sleeping fawn awoke violently, crouching on the ground and whispering in horror, the animal's natural sense of danger unsettling it.

Brian knew that it was no beast approaching them.

It's a more dangerous existence than a beast!

Trample... Trample... Trample...

The sound grew clearer, rustling and rubbing quietly overshadowed by footsteps as time passed.

It's just that the footsteps are too weird for humans, the footsteps are very dull, but it's not the kind of footsteps that walk back and forth with both feet.

It was a footstep sound, and after a certain short period of time, the footsteps of the same strength would sound again.

Whether it's the brevity of time or the dull intensity, it's exactly the same.

It's like walking on two legs at the same time.

Brian hadn't seen the man's figure break through the darkness, but he had vaguely guessed something in his heart.

He probably met the same kind.

The sound of wind and rain outside the cave became louder and louder, and the wind mixed with the heavy rain was like a terrible ghost crying wolf.

Although the wind and rain were loud, it still couldn't hide the strange footsteps sticking out of the cave.

The campfire was beating uneasily, and the footsteps suddenly became rapid, as fast as a veteran gentleman playing Allegro.

The sound of Allegro is very pleasant to listen to, but the sound of fast-paced footsteps falling into the ears makes people feel creepy.

The fawn at Brian's feet rolled his thick lips and whispered uneasily.

Brian didn't have time to calm the fawn's impatience.

Because he sees... A blue-green face burst through the dark shadows deep in the cave like electricity, bringing out a phantom that went straight forward, and it came in an instant!

A pair of miserable white palms with green tendons, tightly pressed together like sharp blades, the tips of the ten fingers are sharp into the hook, and the target is Bailian's throat!

Brian didn't think about it, and went to pull out the Qiushui sword given to him by the wine girl on his waist with his backhand.

But the speed of the green-faced and fanged corpse demon was so fast, in the blink of an eye, he only had time to catch a glimpse of his appearance before appearing directly in front of him.

The corpse's arms were straight, and his fingernails as sharp as hooks were closer to him.

Brian's naked eye didn't even have time to catch the claw's tracks, and all he could hear was the sound of a sharp blade cutting through the air, and he knew how sharp the long nails were.

However, the Qiushui sword on his waist was only half of it, and he didn't have time to swing the sword to block.

I felt an electric chill in my throat.

Baili was in despair, thinking that his throat had to poke ten holes in this cruel thing.

He didn't have time to draw his sword, he knew that he would not escape death, and he couldn't help but worry about the honest deer he had just met.

"Running !!"

Brian's eyes widened, and an astonishing roar burst out of his lips!

The next moment, the roar ceased abruptly, annihilated in his throat.

Ten fingers were sharp and stabbed a deep depression in his throat.

The fawn's eyes widened in horror, and his eerily sunken throat was clearly reflected in the clear pupils.

The world in front of Baili was dark, and he couldn't see anything.

The sharp pain in his throat made his body unable to stay in place, and the tremendous force made him fly upside down with a thud!