"Click!Click!!"

In the dense mountain forest, a tall black-robed man walked forward step by step, under his feet were layers of dead branches and fallen leaves, stepping on it, the dead branches were broken, making a short crisp sound, a black hair was casually draped behind his head, the breeze blew, the black hair was blowing wildly dancing, and then looked ahead, on his forehead, there was a purple king pattern, and his face was as cold as a knife.

Calmly shuttled through the tall ancient trees. Heading east.

"The white fox said that the north is the Chu State, the west is the Zhao State, but the east is slightly chaotic and remote, and several small countries are constantly fighting and grinding. Emperor Shakti left in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, and after muttering for a while, he walked to the east, thinking about it: "You can't go to the north, you can't go to the Chu country, the first few times, the princess who wanted to arrest me three times and twice, it should be the Chu country, the Zhao country is a big country that can sit on an equal footing with the Chu country, and the country is also very stable, so there will definitely be many immortal cultivators in the world." Easy to expose. Not for now. Although the East is in chaos, it also means that behind these countries, there may not be a too powerful Immortal Cultivation Sect as a backing. It can give me a chance to fish in troubled waters. ”

Chaos is good, chaos will kill people, dead people will have souls, and souls are exactly what he wants most, he really wants to know, if he absorbs enough souls, will his purple king pattern undergo some wonderful changes. Those human bodies, he is more interested, although they are not as good as the bodies of immortal cultivators, but no matter how small the mosquito is, it is not meat. What's more, the human body is a natural Dao body, which is especially suitable for cultivation and is blessed with unique blessings.

The essence and blood contained in it are quite huge and pure. After refining, it can also enhance itself.

Unconsciously, Emperor Shakti considered the angle of things, and he had basically tended to his identity as a demon race, and in his previous life, if he was a human being, he would never have jumped out of such a shocking idea. Taking the soul and the human body is not the same thing at all, and they all intend to devour. Now even if he is a human being, he is afraid that he is also a murderer.

As he pondered, he walked forward.

If you see any good elixir along the way, you will take out a jade box and pick it. These things are all treasures, and if they are refined into pills, they will be treasures that can improve their cultivation. Moreover, Emperor Shakti is stronger than others, and he can directly swallow it in his stomach and include it in the Demon Refining Ding, and the Demon Refining Ding will naturally extract all the essence contained in the elixir. There is absolutely no possibility of waste.

"Wind Resistant!!"

Walking out of a distance, Emperor Shakti frowned slightly, Nanban is too big, if you simply go out, I am afraid that it will take too much time, my body was slightly stunned, and a sentence came out of my mouth. Suddenly, I saw that the aura of heaven and earth around me fluctuated, and a black wind blew flat.

Bursts of demonic energy rose like wolf smoke.

Emperor Shakti's body rose into the air in this black demonic wind, hidden in layers of demonic energy, and quickly rushed towards the east.

The spells in the world of cultivating immortals, in his use, are all demonic spirits, originally this wind control technique, is the invisible wind, is the gentle breeze, but, now in his use, completely opposite, on the contrary, the demonic spirit is rolling, at first glance it is not a good wind, very terrifying, this look, even if it is seen by ordinary people, will immediately know that the person who makes the demon wind is definitely a wicked person, an absolute murderer.

Riding the demon wind, roaring over the Nanban. Finally, the Nanban who left.

"Whew!!"

Just after the emperor Shakti left the Nanban, he continued to rush forward, preparing to find an inhabited village or town first, and then start looking for a luthier and learn the art of the piano. However, after only flying over a few peaks, and approaching the human settlement, an unyielding tiger roar suddenly rose from a mountain forest not far away.

"Hey, there is a tiger clan, and besides, it is still a tiger clan with a spirit cultivation. In this cry, it seems to ...... There was danger. Emperor Shakti's figure hidden in the demonic aura suddenly froze, his eyebrows raised, and the thick evil aura on his face suddenly rose.

"Someone dares to slaughter my tiger clan, the tiger slayer is dead!!" The eyes were cold to the bone, and the light shot out, as if to completely freeze the void in front of him, his body shook, dispersed the demon wind, fell back to the ground, and quickly rushed to the location where the tiger roar came.

Since he was reborn as a tiger, he has also regarded the tiger clan as his own race, which is like a human being, can a person watch a large group of his kind being slaughtered by aliens. Killing the tiger in front of Emperor Shakti was undoubtedly violating the taboo in his heart. Therefore, when I heard that sad roar, I didn't even think about it, and a strong killing intent surged out of my body.

"Ah!!" At this time, in a clearing in the mountains and forests, a young man wearing brocade clothes and looking like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old man had angry eyes, and looked at the three middle-aged people in front of him with a sarcastic look. Holding a cyan sword in his hand, he pointed at the three of them, but his eyes looked to the side from time to time.

On the side, a colorful tiger was up and down, wounds were layered on top of each other, blood had already penetrated the hair around the body, and the tiger on the body was majestic, but it looked like the end of the strong bow, very desolate, with a trace of grief and indignation in his eyes, and he slaughtered a man in Tsing Yi again and again, but every time, a golden flying sword controlled by the man in Tsing Yi cut a terrible wound on his body that was deep and bone-invisible.

There was a hint of teasing in the eyes of the man in Tsing Yi.

That tiger, in his hands, did not have the slightest power to resist.

"What price did my brother pay to invite you people from the worship hall to hunt me down? Have you really forgotten the rules of the worship hall?" The young man in brocade saw the dense wounds on the tiger's body, and his eyes showed deep pain, but he knew that even if he passed, there was nothing he could do to help it.

On the contrary, being able to escape here is completely dependent on the power of his own spirit beast.

After being chased for three days and three nights, the strength of his spirit beast has been overdrawn to the limit, and when he came here, he had already realized that this time he was afraid that he would really be buried in this deserted place.

Looking at the four people in front of him, there was a burst of hatred in his heart. As soon as he saw them, he could already guess who had sent them. It is precisely because of knowing that there is a feeling of heartache.

"Hmph, second prince, don't blame our brothers, it's really your brother who has come up with a reward that we can't refuse. The blue-robed man at the head had a cold face, and when he talked about the reward, a trace of greed flashed in his eyes from time to time, and said: "The reason why I can let you escape so far is because of this spirit beast beside you, but today you are not so lucky, you and your spirit beast will die together." I'm sorry. ”

said that he couldn't help it, but in their expressions, there was no sense of being sorry at all. Only the slightest greed.

"Third brother, third brother, you are really so vicious, for the sake of the throne, you actually treated my brother so viciously. The young man in brocade looked up to the sky and roared with grief and indignation.

"Whew!!"

At this time, the colorful tiger finally reached its limit, lost too much blood all over its body, and its movements became slow, and finally, in the mocking eyes of the man in green clothes, the golden flying sword 'poofed' and inserted it into his head.

"Do it, get him out. We can go back and get paid. The blue-robed man at the head waved his hand lightly and said coldly.

"Who dares to slaughter my tiger clan?

As soon as the blue-robed man's voice fell, a cold roar exploded over the field, the sound was like thunder, a loud roar, the surrounding trees trembled, and the boundless fallen leaves fell. Flying all over the sky. In the voice, there is a kind of domineering atmosphere that stirs people's hearts. A coercion like a mountain was overwhelming, and it emerged like a sea of mountains, instantly covering this piece completely under it.

"Bang!!"

As soon as the words fell, a burly black-robed man stepped heavily on the field, and terrifying power poured out from under his feet, and the ground, suddenly, there were terrible cracks, dense, like spider webs. Fierce flames swept in.

The one who came was none other than Shakti.

Emperor Shakti stood on the ground, his eyes were like sharp arrows, and he glanced sharply in front of him, and his gaze, after scanning a circle, instantly fell on the colorful giant tiger that was lying on the ground, with a hideous flying sword on his head, the look in the eyes of this tiger clan had begun to gradually dissipate, and a kind of resentment burst out from him.

When he saw Emperor Shakti appear, he seemed to be able to feel the strong aura of the same kind emanating from him, and his gaze, which had been scattered, suddenly condensed, turned his head and glanced back, a trace of intense brilliance suddenly flashed in his eyes, and said: "Wang ......" only spit out one word, the light in the pupils of his eyes instantly dissipated, and the last trace of vitality in his body disappeared.

"Damn, you all deserve to die. ”

At the moment when the colorful giant tiger died, the pupils of the Emperor Shakti contracted violently, narrowing into a thin slit, and a cold light with murderous intent shot out like a sharp blade. Swept towards the four monks opposite.

Two build the foundation, two late refiners!!

"Demonic energy, such a strong demonic spirit. It's not good, he's a shapeshifting demon clan. ”

The black demonic aura emanating from Emperor Shakti's body was inevitably seen by the four monks, and this look almost didn't shock their souls. Since embarking on the path of cultivation, he naturally has some understanding of some things that are beyond the world, and he also has a superficial understanding of the demon clan. Of course, I don't know what it means to be a demon clan who has transformed into a shape.

It means that even the old monster doesn't dare to boast that he will be able to kill a strong existence.

This recognition made even my heart jump out in horror. There was a look of fear in his eyes.

"Why is the shapeshifting demon here?" the blue-robed man howled in despair.

(To be continued)