The blood that flowed out of the wind quickly attracted some demon beasts, which he deliberately did, barbarians are cursed like desolate people, and the general righteous path exercises have little effect on them, only those more domineering demon path exercises are more suitable.

His exercises came from a demon cultivator, a demon cultivator with bad intentions, it was difficult to find a target for practice in the territory of Daqi, so he went to the barbarian tribe to select the so-called apprentices, Feng Xing was one of them, and fortunately, before the demon cultivator killed Feng Xing, he made a mistake in his own practice, went mad, and was killed by Feng Xing, and finally got the inheritance of the demon cultivator.

A six-legged monitor lizard that is good at hiding itself is quietly approaching, and Fengxing only thinks that he is not aware of it, until the other party approaches, before the other party bursts out, suddenly reveals its own majestic aura, a bloody hand and foot is more than 20 zhang long, holding the monitor lizard to death, and then slamming it, this eighth-level demon beast suddenly screamed, and the blood flowed out of the broken bones and tendons on its body.

The mana layer on its body is very thick, trying its best to resist this force, and at the same time, its six sharp claws are constantly churning, tearing at the bloody hand, but unfortunately, it does this as if it is in vain, holding the five fingers of its body, it is still tough and unmoving, and where its six claws can hook, it seems that nothing is ineffective.

"Roar!"

A roar of lack of breath came out, and the six-legged monitor lizard burst out with its strongest means, more than a dozen teeth in its mouth fell out, and flew out with terrifying force, heading straight for the wind body.

These more than ten sharp teeth are the most powerful means of the six-legged monitor lizard, each one is two or three feet long, and the speed makes Feng Xing slightly startled, and it is too close to dodge directly, and can only support the mana hard top.

"Boom..."

A black-red tripod suddenly appeared, covering Fengxing inside, and more than a dozen rapidly attacking teeth hit it, but they only made a loud noise, and did not cause any decent damage.

"It seems that the magic weapon is still useful, the barbarians and the desolate people only want to be strong enough to replace the role of the magic weapon, but there will always be a situation like me now, and the body is temporarily close to collapse because of the secret arts... It is important to be physically strong, but magic weapons are also very helpful. ”

Feng Xing slammed the six-legged monitor lizard to the bottom of the shirt, making it half-dead, and then quickly formed a seal on his hand, he originally wanted to wipe out the mark, but found that he couldn't do it, and then decided to expel the mark, but found that the expulsion was also difficult, and it may not be able to be completed, so he thought of a means in the magic skill, and decided to convert the mark into a demon beast.

"It's a pity it's not a flying monster, otherwise it can buy me a little more time..."

Feng Xing pulled the six-legged monitor lizard closer, and did his best to force the mark into the body of the six-legged monitor lizard connected to blood and qi, and then used magic skills to erase part of the six-legged monitor lizard's memories and immediately left.

At this time, more than half an hour has passed, or it won't be long before the two of them will find here, so Feng Xing can only do this, it's not that he is not strong enough, it's just that his realm is not enough, if he is one-on-one, he will not be afraid of the other party, but he will definitely not be able to do one-on-two.

The six-legged monitor lizard wandered in place a few times in confusion, and then quickly fled from that place, although the memory was partially erased, forgetting what happened just now, but this place is very dangerous, and it is true that he was injured a lot.

When the two Great Qi Yuan Infant Monks found the six-legged monitor lizard, their faces were extremely ugly.

"Good boy, with such means, you can actually transfer the mark I sent to the demon beast..."

"This is not a barbarian method, he is afraid that he has another inheritance, I am afraid it is a little troublesome. ”

"Keep chasing, he shouldn't be able to run far, there is still a chance to catch up, if he dares to go back, hehe..."

The two talked a few words in the air, and if Yang Quan was again, he would still be able to recognize one of them, who had crossed paths with him, wearing a purple robe and a golden crown, and it was the Feng Daoren who said that he wanted to be ruthless and desireless.

Most people in Weilong City will not know that several Yuan Infant Stage monks stationed in the city still have such a purpose, Feng Daoren is a casual cultivator on the surface, but in fact, he was secretly bought by Daqi, stationed in Weilong Town to suppress the luck of the barbarians, of course, this is a bit general, to put it bluntly, it is to find and kill the more outstanding cultivators among the barbarians.

Of course, this kind of thing is not something he can do alone, secretly he still has a lot of helpers, many monks die every year in the wilderness, and the proportion of senior monks is quite a lot, but the low-level immortal cultivators don't know, many of them die from human beings themselves.

...

Luo Qianqian was thirty years old, and she was cultivating immortals in the study, when she was suddenly disturbed by the noise outside the door, so she took a sullen breath and walked out of the door, and a little boy of eight or nine years old pounced on her.

"Be quiet, and don't tease people, otherwise I'll have to teach you a lesson, you know?" Luo Qianqian said with a cold face.

The little boy pursed his lips and said a few words in his mouth, Luo Qianqian immediately gave the child a few blows, and after handing it over to the next person to take care of again, she sat at the table and became more and more irritable.

The story of her own cultivation of immortals in the dream is becoming more and more blurred, she can't remember it clearly, but a strange mood arises again, she feels that this world is fake and fictional, but whenever she tells this thing to the person who believes, the other party will tell her very strangely:

"Qianqian, when people are old, many times they will be very depressed, and they feel that life is very boring, but your assumptions are very worrying. ”

"After having a child, I will feel very uncomfortable, but this is all temporary, Qianqian, you can't think about it..."

Distraught, she closed the door and cleared everyone out of the courtyard, and suddenly the noise disappeared, but her mood was not a little better, she returned to the table, took out a blank piece of paper, and wrote eight more words on it:

"Zhuang Zhou dreams of butterflies, butterflies dream of Zhuang Zhou..."

She always felt this feeling of irritability, déjà vu. But when have I ever felt like this? I feel that time has passed, my age is gone, and my face is getting older.

"In my dream, I eventually died of old age, and in the decades before, it seemed that I often had such inexplicable irritability..."

"Could it be that the world in my dream is real, and I am just a memory before I die? But this world is also so real, parents, husbands, children, and this capital... Each one is so familiar..."

"Alas..."She sighed, thinking in her heart that she was thinking about it again, probably because her life is not as happy as when she was a girl, at that time, she was domineering in the capital because her father was the prime minister, although she had not done anything particularly evil, but she also tossed a lot of people, and now that she is older, she can't go out to play anymore, and she is really not interested in chewing tongue and gossip with those ladies of the same age.

That's it, another ten years have passed, during which her parents have aged one after another, and she herself has begun to show signs of aging, wrinkles on her face are frequent, gray hair begins to appear on her temples, and mortal longevity is like this, even if she has no worries about food and clothing, but because she has been plagued by dreams for a long time, she is often anxious and upset, so she ages quickly.

The feeling of panic as she watched her grow old made her feel more and more uneasy and suspicious, but the memories in her dreams became more and more blurred, and this feeling of time passing made her worry at the same time, and the déjà vu became more and more obvious.

"If I hadn't had such an experience, how could I have this feeling of déjà vu? But if the ones in my dream were true, how could I have come to this world? It was really a return to the light before I died, and if I wanted to try not to cultivate immortals, how would I have lived my life?" Luo Qianqian was extremely entangled.