A huge mountain cliff outside Luo Ming Palace's sphere of influence, there are thousands of caves on the cliff wall.

This cliff is known as the Devil's Crying Cliff. It is a great danger among mankind. At the same time, it is also a forbidden area for martial arts cultivators.

In the middle of the ten thousand caves, in a medium-sized cave, thousands of monsters with bull heads and snake bodies gathered, each monster was at least more than ten meters long.

They're demons!

In front of the demons, there were eight figures that were very huge compared to the bodies of other demons, a hundred meters long.

The color of the horns on their heads is also different from the black horns of other demons, but red.

On the huge stone platform in front of the eight figures, there was a larger demon ghost, with a body of more than a thousand meters and no tail in sight. The two silver horns on the head of a huge bull stand out in the black cave.

"Nas, I heard that your deal with that person from Luo Ming Palace, the three dream demons sent last night failed again!" said the silver-angled demon ghost.

"Roar, honorable king, that's because his subordinates have misestimated their strength!" said one of the eight red-cornered demons.

"Hehe, miscalculation, if we're not mistaken, this is the second time!" the other seven figures scoffed.

"Roar, you dare to laugh at me!" Nas was about to pounce on the other seven demons in a fit of rage, but was stopped by a snort from the Demon King.

"Nas, stop, you're still so impulsive!" said the Demon King, "Stop your deal with that man!"

Hearing this, Nas looked at the Demon King and wanted to say something, but was stopped by the Demon King.

"I'm asking you to give up, tonight I'm going to send the eight of you to kill the frontier for a year. It is no worse to come back from it than if you had gained from the man's hand. ”

Hearing about the Killing Frontier, Naston pressed his restless heart, and the other seven also showed eagerness.

"Alright, you all go out, get ready, I'll send you away tonight!" the Demon King smiled slightly, but this smile was even uglier than crying on his bull's head.

Nas and the other seven demons left the cave with their respective demons.

Thousands of demons disappeared in an instant.

"Horse-faced Soul King, remember your promise!" Looking at the empty cave, the Demon King said in a deep voice.

"King of the Bull Head, this king will not break his word, compared to the patriarch who supports you to be the head of the ghost clan, this king has gained more. In the hollow, a white-clothed figure appeared with no facial features.

The man in white was as flat as a piece of clothing, swaying slightly.

If you ignore the face without facial features, you are a piece of clothing hanging in the cave.

"I wish you tonight, your granddaughter will win the once-in-a-millennium human physique, and you Facelings will have another king. "The bull head king.

"Once in a thousand years, yes, there has been no ordinary human who has encountered a dream demon and died for a thousand years. After the horse-faced king finished speaking, his figure disappeared.

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Riding alone, Bai Heming came to the south gate, looking at the dozens of meters high city wall, Bai Heming's heart was surging.

is like the costume film I saw in my previous life, he is the protagonist in the play, and he enters the city single-handedly.

"It turns out that I am so violent in my heart!" Returning to reality, Bai Heming seems to recognize himself, and it is possible that everyone has a heroic dream in their hearts.

But in this troubled era, Bai Heming doesn't want to be a hero, but a hero.

"This son, look at your Yintang blackened, it seems that you have come into contact with something unclean, I don't think you will survive tonight!" An old monk suddenly appeared in front of Bai Heming, looking at Bai Heming and said.

"Fear, how can you, a monk, curse people like this, you are the little master of Baifu!"

"That's it, you god stick, you can't deceive people to the city lord's mansion, I think you won't survive tonight. ”

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The dream demon attack that appeared in Baifu, and no one knew about the entire Xuanmu City.

The old monk completely ignored the accusations and persuasions around him, and ridiculed, but just looked at Bai Heming with a smile as always.

The old monk who suddenly appeared, Bai Heming was vigilant in his heart, as a master of Xuanwu, he didn't notice how the old monk appeared at all.

Could it be that the other party is a martial arts cultivator? Bai Heming didn't dare to be careless at all, turned over and dismounted, walked up to the old monk and said, "Holy Venerable, I think I touched something unclean. ”

Bai Heming's movements and words surprised the surrounding people for a while. The little master of Baifu didn't let the city guards arrest the old monk.

"This son, I don't dare to be called the Holy Venerable, if the son doesn't dislike it, call me the Spirit Devouring Monk, as for what the son encounters, as long as the son recalls it carefully, you can know!" The old monk said.

These two words are enough to express a lot of things, and the other party is not an ordinary person! As for what happened last night, Bai Heming felt that it must be a dream demon.

Because the dream demon was torn apart, the corpse touched his body, and was absorbed by the system as energy.

As for the monk saying that he can't live tonight, it's completely nonsense. He hadn't touched the corpse that had been poisoned by the poison, and besides, the dream demon's toxin was useless to him now.

But this does not prevent Bai Heming from recognizing the strength of the Spirit Swallowing Monk, and the name of the two words of Spirit Swallowing alone may be able to destroy the Dream Demon.

"That Spirit Swallowing Monk, is there a solution?" Bai Heming had a heart to hire. As for why it's not a solicitation, if a person with supernatural abilities like this says solicitation, I'm afraid it will be counterproductive and be humiliated by the other party.

Therefore, Bai Heming will not humiliate himself at all, even if he hires it, he will probably be disdained by the other party.

"If you don't touch that thing for three days, you can keep your son worry-free!"

"Then hire a monk to enter the government for half a year, and the reward is good!" Bai He said, looking forward to it, especially afraid that the other party would refuse.

"Okay, monk, I'll take it, let's go, go to your house now!" The Spirit Swallowing Monk looked at Bai Heming, and he couldn't wait.

Bai Heming looked at the monk dumbfounded, he agreed so quickly? Could the other party really be a liar? Bai Heming suddenly regretted a little in his heart.

"What's the fuss, let's go!" the Spirit Devouring Monk urged, completely lacking the demeanor of the worldly master just now, and actually a little obscene.

Maybe obscenity is his nature, Bai Heming said secretly in his heart.

The words have been spoken, and it is impossible to refuse, Bai Heming clenched his fists and said: "Soul Swallowing Monk, if you want to go to the Xuanmu Forest to do some business, you can go directly to Baifu, just say that I hired it." When I get back in the evening, we'll talk again, okay!"

"Okay, you go get busy, I'll go to Baifu by myself, by the way, what's your name?" said the Spirit Swallowing Monk who didn't care.

"The younger generation of the white crane song. Bai Heming turned over and got on his horse, but a word drifted into his ears and almost made him fall off the horse.

"Childe, remember to come back with some game when you go to the Xuanmu Forest, and accompany the monk to eat meat and drink wine!"

"Is this a monk?" Bai Heming forcibly refused to plant on the horse, and regretted even more in his heart that he had hired a spirit devouring monk.

nodded speechlessly, no one knew Bai Heming's mood at the moment, only saw him riding a horse out of the city quickly.

After Bai Heming left, the surrounding crowd was completely fried, the little master of Baifu was so easy to be deceived!

Taking advantage of the chaos of the crowd, the Spirit Devouring Monk quickly flashed his figure, ran into an alley, looked at a trading house opposite, and the obscenity on his face disappeared instantly, replaced by a gloomy face.