"I didn't expect that I, Pound, would have such a day!" The black-clothed middle-aged monk's eyes were blazing, looking at the luxurious ring on his finger, and his heart was surging for a long time. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Ye Shenfeng handed him the ring in his hand as he said, his old worn-out ring was too old, and the grade itself was also very low, not only was the space inside the ring very small, but the aura had become extremely turbid.

This kind of ring can't hold the fairy god Taiyi futon at all, but the ring of the demon boy is extraordinary from the point of view of appearance, and the bright divine stone is embellished on it, dazzling and luxurious.

He packed the Taiyi futon into it with joy, and then quickly left the deepest part of the main hall under the gaze of the three of them.

The surging aura washed the blood from his body, washing away the disgusting breath of blood, and the aura dripped on the ground with the blood, and he changed into a new black robe, making it look like he was seriously injured.

Although he suffered a lot of trauma, the strength of the five layers of Jin Dan shocked those divine thoughts who were staring into the depths of the main hall, even if the strength decreased a little under the influence of the wound, no one still had the courage to attack him.

Pound walked out of the remote palace in this way, and he looked away, the sound of swords and swords was endless, and the flames and thunder and lightning were mixed together, and the land had become a huge battlefield in a sense, with blood flowing all over the ground, and the broken plants and trees were dyed red.

Some people did not enter the main hall, and the fierce battle broke the palace made of hard stone, and some people did not participate in the fierce battle, but carved the wall on the side, and even the stone made of the palace was of great value.

Pound looked at these people, and felt very satisfied, although he paid some price, but compared to what he got, it was not worth mentioning, the two fingers that were cut off, it cost some money to take them back with supernatural powers, and the injuries on his body could be recovered with a little recuperation.

"This Taiyi futon may be one of the top sacred objects in the Eastern Emperor Ruins!" Pang De's heart was hot, except for the most powerful Eastern Emperor Bell, the Taiyi Futon was at least the top among the ruins.

After all, even the ordinary immortal master, the futon under the seat, is just a Aoki futon.

Pound didn't have the slightest idea of other palaces, greed was not enough to swallow elephants, he had already gotten the best harvest, leaving here quickly was the key, as long as he left the Great Wilderness, this Taiyi futon would truly belong to him.

He gathered all his breath, his black robe blending into the night, and quickly flew towards the periphery of the Great Wilderness.

The empty woods did not move in the dark night, occasionally an animal alarmed the grass and made a rustling sound, Pound's heart became more and more excited, he was getting closer and closer to the entrance of the Great Wilderness, with his Jindan fivefold strength, how long would it take to get out of here?

"How far do you want to go?" a cold voice suddenly sounded in Pound's ears.

Pound's heart contracted violently, and he was horrified to find that a cold face actually appeared beside him, and he was so shocked that he quickly slashed at this face with the spirit sword flying out of the spatial ring.

As the trajectory of the sword streaked across the face, the face became blurred, and Pound felt like he had slashed into the air.

He looked around in horror, the golden pill in the Divine Mansion was spinning rapidly, and his divine thoughts swept through the woods around him in a carpet, but he didn't notice it at all.

What kind of person is this? With the strength of his own Jindan fivefold, he was able to appear beside him silently, and with his own skills, he couldn't cut off his face that was close at hand.

"Who?" said Pang Deli.

Are they those who are waiting for the rabbits on the outskirts of the wilderness? There are indeed those who do not participate in direct competition, but hunt the monks who have returned from the great victory.

But such a person is often not strong enough, and he has set a trap to pick soft persimmons and pinch them, this person is elusive, and he can't even grasp the traces of his own five-fold Jindan monk, even if he goes directly to the Donghuang Ruins, he can get a piece of the pie, why be here?

"Who the hell is it?" Pound was very frightened in his heart, such a person actually found him, could he really keep the ring in his hand?

"It's just a casual cultivator, do you really think you can catch something like that? The cold voice sounded again, and the grim face appeared in Pound's mind again.

This face should be a young man in his twenties, his face is unusually pale, but his eyes are as dry as a dead man, the bottom of his eyes is like the gaze of death, and his facial features are almost perfect.

Pound couldn't help but touch the ring in his hand, such a powerful person really came to find the Taiyi futon,

"I smell the Shadow Sword in your wounds. The young man's voice came again, and Pound's face was covered with cold sweat, and he was horrified to find that this man had appeared behind him silently, and even his pale hand tore open his black robe, revealing the wound that the Shadow Sword had previously entered.

The bright red wound spread out a trace of black silk, and he walked crookedly beside the wound, and the young man nodded lightly: "It seems that you have met him." ”

The young man glanced at the ring in Pound's hand and whispered, "You killed him?" ”

The young man received the order of the "Holy Lord" and left from the ruins of the Eastern Emperor, and waited until this deserted place to make a move, as for the existence of Ye Shenfeng, he was not informed by the "Holy Lord".

Cold sweat flowed from Pound's forehead, this person's strength was simply unfathomable, if he hadn't spoken out, he wouldn't even know that his black robe had been torn apart!

"Although I don't care if he lives or dies, but I'm really a little annoyed that he was killed like this?" the young man put his mouth next to Pound's ear and whispered, his pale face looked particularly gloomy in the moonlight, and his indifferent eyes were so dull that his heart palpitated.

"Who do you think you are?" Pang De shouted, he is not a fuel-efficient lamp, just a young man, who has practiced for decades, even if he can't beat it, can't he even find a chance to escape?

"Pretend to be a ghost!" The flame rune coiled over the body of the spirit sword, and Pound stabbed at the young man with the spirit sword attached to the raging flames.

"Is my sad brother, who has often cried out to kill me with his own hands, dead at the hands of an unknown monk?—does this end his sad life?" the young man disappeared again, silently, without a trace, and his soft sigh was heard from all directions.

"Damn, what kind of body is this, brother?" Pound scolded in a low voice, and he suddenly remembered the demonic young man with the sword of shadows, whose face seemed to bear some resemblance to this young man.

"Is he also a descendant of the Assassin family?"

Pound couldn't help but think of the legend that the Shadow Sword, the head of the Assassin family, sliced the chest of a Holy Land Lord in the chest, and then retreated, which became a good story.

The Holy Lord, what an unattainable and powerful existence, the master of a huge force, whose own strength is already rare in the world, but he was cut open in the chest with the sword of shadows, which is enough to witness the horror of the assassin family.

Is this person also from that legendary family? No wonder his skills are so strange and elusive.

"Terrible skill, is it just that your sword is fast enough?" Pound was by no means a simple character, and could not be easily frightened.

"Do you know why you're still alive?" the young man's voice sounded in a mysterious way, and Pound was horrified to find that his left hand had been cut off by the young man who appeared behind him silently.

An ordinary long sword in the young man's hand was so sharp that the cut was so smooth that Pound didn't even feel that his left hand had left his body.

"Ahh

This made the determined Pound groan.

Pang De thought that he could grit his teeth and endure it even if he broke his hands and feet, but let him cry out in pain, it was simply impossible for him to be Jindan fivefold.

"This rune?" Pound was horrified to find the crooked rune on the wound, and the strange and mysterious power stimulated his nerves, magnifying the pain countless times, and instantly shattering his will.

"Does it hurt?" whispered to Pound's ear.

"Are you...... Is the devil......" Pound asked with difficulty, his face pale and bloodless from the pain, and it was as difficult to speak as if he had squeezed out of his teeth.

"Devil," ...... young man whispered, "I am indeed called so. ”

"Even ......," said the young man, who put his foot on Pound's head and then stepped on his head, "my brother calls me that." ”

"Don't kill me!" Pound said in horror, this was the most fearful time in his life, the young man in front of him was really from hell, and the strange runes were constantly consuming his will.

"Your brother, it's not dead! I didn't kill him! he's just a little wounded!" Pound wept silently, begging for mercy in pain, bloodshot eyes all over him.

The young man's expression did not change, his dry eyes did not change at all, and he said predictably: "Not dead......?" Then I'm even more annoyed. ”

Pound's frightened pupils widened, what kind of thoughts did this young man have? Could it be that he didn't care about his brother's life or death at all?

The young man cut off Pound's right arm with his sword, took the ring from his hand, and played with it a few times.

"This is a holy thing, a sad loose cultivation, it's really lifeless, do you really think that the relics of the Eastern Emperor can be touched by a waste like yours?"

"Ahhhh

The strange runes were even more lush, densely drilled out, frantically stimulating his nerves, Pound felt that he had collapsed, but he could not pass out at all, the power of the runes always pulled him back the moment he was unconscious.

The young man put his mouth close to Pound's ear and whispered, "It's a long night, let's have a good time." ”

"Ahh

In the deserted woods, the terrible screams continued to sound like a terrible ghost crawling out of hell.