Sensing that a large number of monks were coming outside, Yang Fanhai hurriedly pulled Jiufeng to hide in a corner of the stone room. Looking at Yang Fanhai, who was holding his hand, Jiufeng's face was slightly red and happy.

Worried that someone would detect the breath, he hurriedly took out the black spear and let Jiufeng hold it, and then looked out through the small hole in the stone room.

There are a lot of monks here, looking at the appearance and breath, they are all immortals, and their strength is extraordinary, dozens of Da Luo Jin Immortals, and three Taiyi Jin Immortals. One Taiyi Golden Immortal is holding a folding fan, the other is holding a long sword, all of them look like white-faced scholars, and the other is quite strong and fierce.

Just this person to kill the Shura King? Yang Fanhai had a ridiculous idea in his heart. Although it is impossible to determine the strength of the Shura King, he can be in the name of murder in that turbulent era 10,000 years ago, and I think it is at least the Immortal King Great Perfection realm.

Don't say that there are only three Taiyi Golden Immortals, even if they are all Taiyi Golden Immortals, I am afraid that it will be in vain. Even if King Shura remained motionless and allowed these people to attack, he would not be hurt in the slightest.

Although I think this is impossible, since these people have already come, they must have to move, and they immediately calm down and watch carefully.

The group stopped before reaching the stone house and glanced at each other, and it was obvious that there was some fear in their eyes. After concentrating and lifting his breath for a while, he heard the Taiyi Golden Immortal who was holding the sword ask softly, "What is this...... Is that really that person?"

Taiyi Jinxian, who was holding a folding fan, nodded: "That's what the above said, I'm not sure! I'm worried that if it's really the legendary person, will the method mentioned above be useful? That guy killed people in the millions back then, and we people didn't have enough for him to kill." ”

As he spoke, his eyes kept rolling, obviously thinking about how to save his life before he fought.

The strong man Taiyi Jin Immortal snorted a few times: "What kills people and doesn't kill people, do you think that only he will kill, and Lao Tzu will also kill!"

"You ......" the folding fan Taiyi Jinxian glanced at him: "You better forget it, when people sneezed, corpses were all over the field, and rivers of blood flowed, and a knife was enough for you to kill for a lifetime." ”

looked at the stone house again and sighed: "Those people above, I want to know if King Shura still has murderous intentions, and I don't dare to come by myself, a few of us are unlucky and we won't be drawn." No matter what, it's coming, just try it!"

He waved his hand and whispered, "Drag someone up for me." ”

As soon as the words fell, someone escorted two people up, a man and a dog to be exact. The two are not shackled, but they seem to have been banned by supernatural powers.

Yang Fanhai looked carefully, the person was a woman, very beautiful, and graceful. Even now he is ragged and tattered, but there is an indescribable coquettishness in his bones.

This woman is not a human race, but she is not like an immortal race, I don't know what her origin is, and I don't understand what the purpose of these immortals is holding her here.

But what was even stranger than the woman was the dog. It was a large, long, extremely strong dog, with two ears and black hair. Several of the flesh and skin injuries were extremely severe, apparently from abuse.

A group of immortals abused a dog, how outrageous it sounded, but the facts were in front of them. It's just a matter of pulling someone over, but actually pulling a dog over...... Yang Fanhai felt more and more that there was absurdity here.

But if you look closely at the dog's eyes, you feel incredible, which is the dog's eyes, deep and divine, and suddenly you can even feel as if you have seen through everything in the world, just like an old man.

After watching it for a long time, Yang Fanhai couldn't help muttering: "This dog...... It's weird!"

"What a dog, I'll take a look!" Jiufeng on the side hurriedly poked his head over, glanced at it a few times, and then whispered: "This is not a beast, this is a demon clan." ”

"Demon Clan?" Yang Fanhai was stunned for a moment, then looked at it carefully, and asked suspiciously, "Why don't I feel like it?"

He had never seen the demon clan, but he had dealt with demon beasts too much, many demon beasts were very similar to beasts, but there was a unique aura of demon beasts on his body. The demon clan should be the same, but this big black dog really can't feel it.

"This big black dog has been cast witchcraft!" Jiufeng explained: "In order to suppress the demon clan in the past, our witch clan developed a new kind of witchcraft that can beat the demon clan back to its original form and seal it in that body to restore witchcraft. This big black dog fell for this kind of witchcraft. ”

Then he said very puzzled: "But I think this big black dog seems to have more than one kind of witchcraft, and it must be a very important demon clan that can be treated like this, but looking at the strength of the big black dog, it should be very weak!"

It was between muttering that they suddenly heard a whip sound, and then heard a muffled snort, and the two of them immediately looked outside, only to see that there was an extra whip mark on the big black dog's body, and the flesh and blood were turned out.

Looking at the immortal standing next to the big black dog, he had a thick leather whip in his hand, and it was obvious that he had whipped it just now. There is a mystical entanglement on the leather whip, and it is either a special means or a magic weapon, and this force must not be light.

Just now, I was a little skeptical of what Jiufeng said, but at this moment, Yang Fanhai believed it. Being whipped so hard, the big black dog just snorted, and did not bark loudly, but endured it fiercely, as if he didn't want to disturb anything because of his voice.

After the immortal clan smoked the big black dog, he pumped it at the woman next to him. With a whip, a bloody streak appeared and bulged. The woman was not as stoic as the big black dog, and she barked in pain.

After this round, all the immortals looked nervously at the door of the stone house, as if they were afraid of something coming out of it.

Yang Fanhai hurriedly glanced back, and saw that the bald monk was still reciting the scriptures and knocking on the wooden fish. The string of skull beads had already arrived in his hand, pinching and rotating one by one.

What was going on outside didn't seem to touch him, and there was no reaction.

Seeing that there was no reaction in the stone house, these immortals became even bolder, and they whipped the woman and the big black dog again and again, and after a while, someone shouted loudly: "Shura, I know you are inside, you come out for me, otherwise I will kill this dog and this Rakshasa girl." ”

Rakshasa ...... Yang Fanhai and Jiufeng were both stunned, and then Jiufeng whispered: "No wonder, I heard that the Rakshasa clan was killed by the Shura King back then, and only one Rakshasa girl survived." In terms of blood, this Rakshasa is the only remaining relative of King Shura, and she is still her niece. ”

It is naturally reasonable to threaten the Shura King with his niece, but what is the matter with this big black dog? It was just when he was puzzled, he suddenly felt a movement behind him, and when he looked back, the bald monk didn't know when he had stood up. Holding the Buddha beads in his hand, he walked over to the door, walked past the two of them, and walked directly to the door without even looking at the two.

Surprisingly, the bald monk didn't feel anything when he sat in the corner, but when he reached the door, he could see that his body was full of evil qi and curdled substance.

Looking at it up close, Yang Fanhai was also hairy and frightened. Jiufeng was even more frightened and locked in the corner, trembling slightly.

It is said that the evil qi on the body of King Shura is the condensation of blood and qi, of course, not his blood, but those who were killed by him. Back then, King Shura killed the most people from the Wu clan, and most of these evil qi could be said to be the condensation of the Wu clan's blood and qi, which naturally made Jiufeng extremely afraid.

Yang Fanhai was also a little nervous in his heart, but after seeing King Shura's eyes from the corner of his eye, he immediately calmed down. There was no murderous aura there, only a calm of the heart. Having fought with wild beasts too much, he knew that a life with such a look would not be aggressive.

After standing still in the doorway, he just casually glanced up at the front. Many immortal clans were immediately frightened and retreated, and some even fell directly to the ground with a panicked face.

Even if the Shura King at this moment did not have the slightest killing intent, that evil aura was enough to make people feel cold.

"You...... You ......" The sturdy Taiyi Golden Immortal looked at King Shura and wanted to say something, but he was nervous and couldn't say anything.

He thought he was a murderous character in his life, and he didn't think about many things, but when he really faced King Shura, he realized how naïve he was. This person is just like the legend of 10,000 years ago, don't say kill him, just to face him requires enough courage.

"Amitabha!" King Shura folded his hands, chanted, and then said to the immortals: "I don't know what the donors are doing here!"

Seeing the appearance of King Shura, all the immortals were frightened, and the big black dog lowered his head, as if he was deeply apologetic. The Rakshasa woman clenched her fists and looked at the Rakshasa King, with fear and anger in her eyes.

"You ......" The sturdy Taiyi Golden Immortal finally raised his courage and said loudly: "King Shura, in the past, you and the Eastern Emperor Taiyi killed countless people in the West Sea, and my ancestors and uncles all died in your hands, and today I am here to take revenge." ”

"Amitabha!" King Shura sighed: "The poor monks used to kill deeply and sinful. But it has nothing to do with these two, if it is for resentment, what does the donor want to do to relieve the hatred, just say. ”

"You...... You ......" The strong Taiyi Golden Immortal pointed at the Shura King and said, "You judge yourself here, and I hate it." ”

"Amitabha!" King Shura sighed: "The body of sin, if you can die and end the past grievances, how can the poor monk refuse." It's a pity that this body can't help me anymore. If you think that killing the poor monk can solve the resentment in your hearts, you just have to do it. ”

After saying this, he sat down cross-legged at the door, held the skull Buddha beads in his hand, and recited the scriptures, with a posture of being at the disposal of others.

"This ......"

Such a look made those immortals not know what to do. This is a world-strong person in the realm of the Great Perfection of the Immortal King, and he may have even reached the realm of the emperor, how could he casually let others bully.

They all cowered, but the Rakshasa suddenly shouted: "You don't dare, I'll come!"

As soon as the words fell, he snatched a long knife from the hand of the immortal clan on the side and slashed at King Shura.

With a flash of the sword, King Shura's head fell directly from his neck.

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