Somewhere in the Western Regions.

In a dark room, an old man wandered back and forth restlessly, constantly wiping the beads of sweat on his forehead, I don't know if it was caused by the fatigue of walking back and forth, or because of the scene he saw before, he was shocked into a cold sweat. At the moment when he turned around, a black shadow appeared in front of him like a ghost, and the panic in his eyes was seen by the man in black, staring coldly at the old man.

Just one look made the old man shudder, and he leaned over towards the man in black and said, "My lord, something is wrong, the eight dead soldiers you sent out a few days ago, their soul jade was all shattered in today's Shen Shi, and one of the dead soldiers sent back an image, which was preserved by me!"

When the old man said that the soul jade of the eight dead soldiers he sent out was shattered, the body of the man in black exuded a breath of death, which instantly enveloped the entire dark room. Among these eight dead soldiers, there are three great sword masters at the intermediate level, and the strength of the five great sword masters at the primary level, it can be said that it is easy to besiege and kill a soul clan boy who only has the intermediate realm of the soul sect, not to mention that the soul cultivator clan's physique is weak, even if they are defeated, they will not all be killed, and there must be something wrong in this.

"Where is the image?" A lifeless, indifferent voice came into the old man's ears, and a coldness rushed from his head to the soles of his feet, and he led the man in black towards the inner room with trembling.

The man in black held the soul jade handed over by the old man, and with a flick of his fingers, the soul jade turned into powder in the space in front of him, and a vague image appeared in the sight of the man in black and the old man. I saw a masked man covering his throat in horror, blood spilling through his fingers like a flood of a broken embankment, and a sword tip passed through his chest, and a young man in light gray clothes appeared in the picture, and before he could see his face clearly, a cold snort came from the picture.

"Poof!"

The man in black retreated in horror while vomiting blood, looking at the space where the image was just now, and just as he was about to see the cheeks of the young man in light gray clothes, a terrifying soul power penetrated from the image.

"Heavenly Realm Soul Power?"

The black-clothed man stood in the corner of the dark room with palpitations, he could be thousands of miles away, and he could send out a soul power attack with a single image, then his strength realm was at least at the level of the Sword Saint. The domineering soul power just now was like a demon's hand choking his throat, and it was about to be quickly dragged into the bottomless abyss. If he was in the side of this domineering soul power, he would have become a corpse by now.

Although the old man was not far behind the man in black, he did not escape the attack of this soul power, and just the aftermath made him bleed, and he curled up on the ground with a terrible wail.

Gusu in the Western Regions.

The capital of the Dragon Empire, Fengqiao Night Park Inn.

Sikong Xuan, who was dressed in coarse linen clothes, and Shi Xingyuan, the head of Ishimura Village, were talking, and suddenly he felt that the soul mark left on Sikong Haoran's body was being peeped at, and he snorted coldly, and the heavenly realm soul power penetrated the space like a tide, attacking the black-clothed man who was peeping, and then the picture was also annihilated.

"Brother Xuan, what's wrong?" Shi Xingyuan just felt a vast soul power

In a flash, the mysterious old brother in front of him is not only powerful, but also has unfathomable soul power, no wonder he will cultivate a little monster like Haoran, thinking of the two brothers Shi Tianshuo and Shi Tiandong, he shook his head.

"It's okay, it's just a mouse with a leaky head!" Sikong Xuan glanced coldly at the place where his breath fluctuated.

Miyakocheng Square.

At night, the square is still brightly lit, as if it were day.

In the empty square, there were many young girls, looking at the dim names on the three "shadow stones", one by one, depressed and listless. The mental state of the people who came out on the first day was much better than that of the people who came out later, and they finally passed the assessment of the first and second levels, but they didn't expect to suffer such a catastrophe in the secret realm.

Ye Chaoyang sat on the high platform of the stone steps, he didn't leave a step, a trace of soul power and the black jade floating above his head were closely connected, he would explore the situation in the secret realm from time to time, at this time, his eyes slowly opened, surprised with a trace of worry.

Among the shrubs of the secret realm.

Qing Yu had goosebumps all over his body, just now Sikong Haoran told him in his ear about the next plan of action, no one had ever been so close and did not resist, he knew what Sikong Haoran's actions were, the moment he disappeared, Qing Yu slowly approached the two Shi Tianshuo brothers who were tied to the trunk of the tree.

Sikong Hao appeared silently at the top of a towering tree, the cold moonlight sprinkled a hazy white silver glow, and the layers of leaves covered the entire space, except for a little starlight through the leaves, there was nothing else.

Du Zhanhao and his family chose this place as a hunting ground, and it was precisely because of this excellent geographical environment that they could use as a natural barrier to hide their hiding place and arrangement. It just so happened that their intentional actions provided a favorable rescue opportunity for Sikong Haoran and the others.

An egg-shaped object appeared in the palm of Sikong Haoran's palm, very lightweight, made of dark iron, with a complex mystical array depicted on it, and a hole at the top was the eye of the array. There are four holes on the left side of the front, three holes on the right side of the front, and one hole on the left and right sides of the back, which is where the base of the array is located, a total of ten holes. It was given to him by the master of Tianmu when he taught him the method of controlling beasts, and it was called "Beast Xun".

Sikong Haoran, the method of controlling beasts, has already memorized it, he can only barely control the third-order primary demonic beasts now, and there are only two or three, if he wants to control large-scale demonic beasts like the Tianmu master, his current beast control ability is far from meeting that requirement. Before leaving, Tianmu taught him a method to control the mind of the demonic beast, and he must not use it unless he has to, because with his current realm, he is still far from being able to control the chaotic scene that appears, and if he is not careful, the beast controller will also be wiped out.

Sikong Haoran condescendingly looked at the sound of the squirming below, let out a cold snort in his heart, and put his ten fingers crossed on the nine small holes of the beast Xun, and the ring finger of his left hand was slightly upturned, close to his lips, and the nine fingers slowly jumped back and forth.

"Qiu Wuye, why is it so quiet, I feel a sense of unease!" Yun Xingwei turned to look at Qiu Wuye beside him, in his voice

With a hint of trill.

"Don't worry about the sky, Du Shao, Leng Tianxiao They have already arranged everything, this time Sikong Haoran's kid will never forget this lesson, the people of our six major families are not so easy to bully!" Qiu Wuye said while observing every move around him, and the sword in his hand was also tightly held together, although he believed in Du Zhanhao's arrangement, he was still a little nervous and apprehensive in his heart.

Just when they were talking to each other, the sound waves of resentment, sorrow, depression, and tactfulness slowly sounded in the mountains, and clearly entered their ears, like a crying and complaining cry, like pouring down the pouring rain, like a mountain spring flowing in the mountain stream. They felt the air currents around them tremble, the Xuan Qi in the air fluctuated, the grass and trees covering them were swaying in the wind, and even the ground under their feet shook slightly.

"What's that sound?"

"Where's the sound?"

"Could it be that Sikong Haoran's kid is here?"

Leng Tianxiao felt an inexplicable uneasiness, everything that happened around them was too unbelievable. As far as they knew, Sikong Haoran was just a turtle from a remote place in the poor mountains, could it be other people, why did the sound appear in this place, and it was also when they were preparing to hunt Sikong Haoran, was it too much of a coincidence?

Of all the people present, only Du Zhanhao was very sure, this voice must be a ghost made by Sikong Haoran, thinking of the mysterious old man in coarse linen clothes, the uneasiness in his heart gradually turned into affirmation.

Sikong Haoran's ten fingers were constantly beating, sometimes mournful, sometimes urgent, and the formation diagram on the beast Xun emitted a faint light under the beating of the ten fingers, and then spread all over the land within a radius of ten miles. The demonic beasts that had been foraging for food at night were running in the mountains, eating, and bursts of sound waves made their blood agitated, violent, bloodthirsty, and ferocious factors gradually stimulated, and their eyes were blood-red and roared in the direction of the sound waves.

Sikong Haoran heard the roar of the demonic beasts in the mountains, sad and angry, he knew that his sound waves gradually affected their minds, although they were only demonic beasts below the third-order intermediate level, and the damage to them was minimal, but no matter how powerful you were, you couldn't withstand the attacks of thousands of demonic beasts, wasn't that the mantis arm used as a car to kill itself? What he wanted was such an effect, to save the two brothers Shi Tianshuo in the chaos and give them a tragic lesson.

The ten fingers were beating faster than before, and wisps of sound waves penetrated into the bodies of the demonic beasts in the land of ten miles, invading their minds and stimulating the irritable factor in their blood, they looked up to the sky and roared, quickly rushing in the direction of the sound waves.

"Du Shao, this... This voice, is it a beast tide?" Leng Tianxiao came to Du Zhanhao's side, the ground under his feet shook even more violently, and he saw a burst of rapid running sound not far away, and the roar of the demonic beasts came up and down, and even the demonic beasts in this place stared at more than a dozen of them with scarlet eyes.

"Damn Sikong Haoran, kill both of them for me!" Du Zhanhao was furious, and carefully prepared a plan

The sword in his hand slashed towards the rushing demonic beast, his body was already stained with a lot of blood, and a steady stream of demonic beasts nearby were rapidly approaching.

Hearing Du Zhanhao's words, Leng Tianxiao and Ye Zimo sneered at the two people on the trunk, and when they walked towards Shi Tianshuo and Shi Tiandong, they were blocked by the demonic beasts that came.

At this time, most of the traps they set up were destroyed by the demonic beasts that rushed in, some of the demonic beasts were blown to pieces, some of the demonic beasts were pierced through the heart by ten thousand arrows, and some of the demonic beasts were dripping with bright red blood. The smell of blood that permeated the surroundings became stronger and stronger, and became more and more pungent, which in turn stimulated the demonic beasts that had already stimulated the bloodthirsty factor in their blood, and a more brutal aura gushed out and bit towards Du Zhanhao and the others.

Fortunately, the legs of the two Shi Tianshuo brothers were not bound, otherwise the two of them would have to be torn apart by the ferocious demonic beasts that rushed over, Shi Tianshuo watched a pitch-black shadow rushing towards his throat from above, and when the claws glowing with cold light were about to smash his head, in the blink of an eye, this black shadow turned into two halves under a pitch-black sword shadow.

"Follow me!" An indifferent voice came into Shi Tianshuo's ears, and Shi Tiandong picked up the stone on the ground casually and slapped it towards the attacking demonic beast.

"Since you're here, don't think about leaving again!" A person who looked similar to Du Zhanhao appeared in front of Qing Yu, the sword in his hand stained with the blood of demonic beasts, blooming with a murderous aura.

Sikong Haoran saw that Qing Yu was blocked by a person, looking at the beast tide that was getting closer and closer below, a sound wave that was more mournful than before came from the beast Xun, the corners of Sikong Haoran's mouth overflowed with a trace of scarlet, and the beating of the ten fingers became blurred, and the larger beast herd rushed towards Qing Yu's direction quickly, and where it passed, there were many towering trees that collapsed, and how many demonic beasts were trampled to death by powerful demonic beasts in the process of advancing.

There was a terrible scream in this mountain, the mournful sound of the demonic beast, Qing Yu and Shi Tianshuo, Shi Tiandong The two brothers were separated by the beast group, Sikong Haoran put away the beast Xun, and climbed down from the towering tree, and the wind and cloud shadow figure was exerted to the extreme, appearing beside the two of them.

"Haoran, I'm sorry, it's our brother who hurt you!" Shi Tianshuo saw Sikong Haoran appear beside him, and said anxiously to him.

"Don't talk yet, you follow me!" Sikong Haoran looked in the direction of Qing Yu, and then said eagerly towards the two brothers Shi Tianshuo, the sword in his hand quickly slashed out, dodging the attack of the beast tide, and Shi Tianshuo, Shi Tiandong disappeared into the ferocious beast tide.

"Sikong Haoran, you bastard, I must cut you with a thousand knives?" Du Zhanhao was covered in blood, and the sword in his hand was also curled together, looking at the direction of Sikong Haoran's escape, the poignant voice was gradually drowned out by the beast tide.

[I want to write our love story into a book, when we grow old together and read it together, you and I between the lines seem to be telling the sweet words of the time. ——Jiangnan Spring Breeze 2019.5.20]

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