When the wolves finally dragged away the mountain of corpses, the scene unfolding in front of their eyes stimulated every iron-backed blue wolf to complete madness.

I saw that the blood-clothed young man was holding a hunting knife in his hand, and he was prying the fangs of the golden retriever wolf king, and three of the upper and lower four fangs had been pried off!

Wolf teeth are the most ferocious and sharp weapons of wolves, and they are more important than life to the wolf clan.

A wolf without fangs is equivalent to basically depriving it of the right to survive in the Ten Thousand Beasts Demon Forest; depriving it of its fierceness and bravery; depriving it of its pride, status, and so on among the wolves, which is more terrible than death.

"Whew—"

With the tsunami-like howl of wolves, another round of attacks began!

The blood-clothed young man seemed to be blind to the surrounding Yiqiē, still concentrating on prying the wolf's teeth, his white hand steady and powerful, without the slightest trembling.

There was a soft crack, and the last fang of the golden retriever wolf king was also pried off, and the bloody mouth seemed to be left with only bloody teeth left by the old lady.

Only then did the blood-clothed young man put away his wolf teeth, and easily put the body of the wolf king into the spirit beast bracelet, where there was also a miscellaneous wild crane waiting to be fed, and the second-order demon beast was the best tonic for it.

The blood-clothed young man slowly stood up, and the fangs and claws of more than a dozen iron-backed wolves were close at hand!

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

Like the sound of dense firecrackers, like fireworks in the festival, more than a dozen iron-backed wolves flew in all directions, and more than a dozen arc-shaped blood lines were pulled out behind them!

The remnant sun is like blood.

Redder than blood are the strange, cold, expressionless eyes of a young man.

This time, the boy no longer stood still, but walked towards the crazy wolves, and almost every step he took was greeted with a stormy attack.

Killing and death, like the stormy waves in the dark night of the Hanhai Sea, instantly drowned the lonely boy who walked alone, but in the gap between the crests and valleys of the waves, a pair of blood-stained hands bloomed tenaciously from time to time, flying up and down, flying left and right, every time he flew was a hustle and bustle of death, and every time he flew was a hideous dance of death.

Moths to the fire, corpses and a sea of blood, whose heart is hurting?

The sad song is murderous, whose blood is flying in the wind?

......

Go all the way, kill all the way!

One step at a time!

Kill, kill, kill!

There is no road in the world, so fight your way out!

It was as if the iron plough was ploughing the field, and as the iron plough marched like a bamboo, fresh soil rose up on both sides, no, not dirt, it was shocking blood and flesh, and it was a terrifying and terrifying severed limb.

Death to those who stand in my way!

Let's kill one by one, let's kill one by one!

In the blood-colored dusk, there were clouds floating in the sky, smashing through the haze of the mirage, sprinkling the cold rain down, and under the infection of the rich bloody gas in the air, the dense raindrops turned blood-red, as if every drop of rain was a withered life.

Blood rain is flying, and spring rain is as expensive as oil and as expensive as life.

Countless iron-backed wolves have followed one another, and the road to death paved with blood and life is still winding and stretching, ten zhang, fifty zhang, one hundred zhang......

Bathed in blood, the young man's steps became more and more firm, his hands became more and more ruthless, the rain mixed with blood dripping from the ends of his hair, but the primal pleasure of killing was jubilant in his heart.

However, he didn't know that his heart and temperament, under the influence of murderous and evil energy, were transforming little by little, demonizing little by little, becoming violent and bloodthirsty, becoming cold and indifferent, and becoming cruel and ruthless.

Finally, under the endless and merciless slaughter, the vicious wolves began to shudder, began to tremble, and began to retreat. The nature of the wolf clan is to kill, but once human nature goes to the extreme, it is much more terrifying than wolf nature.

The most vicious thing in the world is not a wolf, nor any monster, but a human. As the saying goes, the mouth of the green bamboo snake and the needle on the tail of the wasp are not poisonous, and the most poisonous is the human heart.

Gradually, the iron-backed wolves who dared to take the initiative to pounce gradually began to decrease, and there were fewer and fewer of them.

Later, there were fewer and fewer iron-backed wolves who dared to stand in the way.

Later, before the god-like boy of hell approached, the wolves trembled and took the initiative to give way to a passage.

Even until the boy walked out of the wolf pack and drifted away, no iron-backed wolf dared to follow and chase, until the young man's back completely disappeared into the drizzly night, and the mournful wolf howl sounded all over the mountains and fields, which lasted for a long time.

The spring rain drifted all night, and the wolves howled one after another all night.

**

After walking out of the encirclement of the wolves, until Tan Yang crossed the mountains, no demon beast dared to come forward to harass him along the way, at this moment, the violent murderous aura and fierce demon aura on his body were more wolf than wolves, more demon than demons.

The drizzle was sprinkled, and the rain mixed with blood dripped from the ends of the hair, except for the inner armor of the spirit silkworm, the clothes were ragged and dirty.

Tan Yang found a waterhole and took a bath happily, and the blood on his body almost dyed half of the mountain pool red. The change of clothes he brought with him had already been used up, so he found Huo Tong's light cyan clothes from the Qiankun bag and changed them, although they didn't fit well, they were clean and tidy after all.

In a cave halfway up the mountain, the moonlight glows with a white light like moonlight, illuminating the whole cave.

Tan Yang was meditating cross-legged, and he was practicing the first light of the Buddha, the first center of gravity of Brahma Prajna Gong.

However, at this time, his face was shrouded in a layer of hazy black qi, his half-squinted eyes exuded a demonic blood-red light, and the entire cave was full of murderous and demonic energy.

It didn't seem like he was cultivating the supreme mind of Buddhism at all, but rather like he was cultivating an extremely evil demon method.

In the sea of knowledge with a radius of more than fifty zhang, the original layer of snow-white clouds and mist has been mixed with wisps of black gas at this time, becoming mottled and impure, quite hideous.

After countless explorations, Tan Yang has figured out the source of these black gases, and every time the demonic power drawn from the demon pill is cycled, it will leave a trace of this black qi in the sea of knowledge.

Whenever Tan Yang touched these black qi with his mind, the negative emotions such as fierceness, violence, cruelty, ruthlessness, and bloodthirstiness would immediately spread out in his consciousness, and a desire to kill would be ready to stir in his body.

An extremely ominous premonition crept into my heart, if it continued at this rate, it wouldn't be long before these terrifying black qi would occupy the entire sea of knowledge, and at that time, I would most likely turn into an emotionless bloodthirsty monster...... Tan Yang didn't dare to continue thinking about it.

It seems that the method of absorbing demonic power from the demon pill instead of aura is undoubtedly a double-edged sword to quench thirst.

However, with only the aura in his dantian meridians, he could not last a quarter of an hour at most in a fierce battle, and Tan Yang had already checked all the medicinal materials in the Qiankun bag in Baibaolou against the "Spirit Plant Technique", and none of them had the effect of replenishing the aura.

If there is no demon pill to provide a steady stream of demon power, I am afraid that it will be difficult to move an inch in this dangerous Ten Thousand Beasts Demon Forest, and even saving one's life will be a problem.

What to do?

The detoxification pill left by the old king's head has an extremely powerful detoxification effect, but these black qi are just ethereal and invisible demonic qi, not poison, and the detoxification pill is useless for it at all.

Brahma Prajna Gong is the authentic mind of Buddhism, righteousness, exorcism and evil spirit, just to restrain the evil spirit, in fact, it is this that temporarily saved Tan Yang, otherwise in such a short period of time, he absorbed the demon power of four demon pills in a row, if it were not for the restraint power of Brahma Prajnagong, maybe even his mind would have fallen.

It's a pity that Tan Yang hasn't even practiced the first light of the Buddha now, and a little bit of Buddha power can't suppress the fierce demonic qi at all, let alone expel it.

Tan Yang racked his brains, pondered for a long time and didn't come up with any effective methods, and in the end, he had to adopt an expedient measure.

It was already midnight, and Tan Yang was still cultivating Brahma Prajna Gong over and over again, and he no longer tried in vain to expel those black demonic qi in the sea of consciousness, but carefully wrapped them in wisps of aura, and then pulled them out and pushed them aside, trying to separate them from the original white clouds in his sea of consciousness.

The spiritual energy in the cave is thin, and even the star power cannot be cultivated when it rains outside the cave, and it is even more infeasible to absorb the spiritual power containing impurities from the spars, because those black demonic qi are very easy to attach to the impurities, and it is difficult to expel even the impurities. Therefore, the process of separating the demonic qi is extremely arduous, and the progress is even slower.

The hard work paid off, I don't know how much time passed, the black qi on Tan Yang's face began to fade gradually, and the blood-red and demonic light in his eyes gradually faded, and finally regained his original appearance......

**

No matter how thick the wind and rain are, there will be a time when the clouds and fog will dissipate, and no matter how long the night is, there will be a moment when the dawn breaks.

After a night of wind and rain, the bloody atmosphere in the valley is gone, the trees are verdant, the morning sun is as tender as a freshly picked red cherry, and even the mirage miasma in the sky seems to be much thinner.

In the primeval forest of the first gorge of the Ten Thousand Beast Demon Forest, a young man in pale blue clothes was marching towards the depths of the mountains, and a miscellaneous wild crane hovered in front of him, looking at him with a little affection, but more awe.

At this time, on a mountain beam two hundred miles away from the young man and the wild crane, two young monks were also walking cautiously, and suddenly, one of the monks holding a jade medal stopped and shouted in surprise: "Found it, Senior Brother Yue, come and see, the jade plate has sensed our Qiankun bag!"

The monk surnamed Yue was short and fat, about twenty-five or sixteen years old, and was overjoyed when he heard this, so he hurriedly took the jade plaque and looked at it, only to see that the three-inch jade plaque had already bloomed with a misty halo all over his body at this time, and a small yellow bright spot above the jade plaque was flickering.

"Sure enough, I found it!" Senior Brother Yue cheered, "Senior Brother Huang, now our brothers have made a great contribution, hurry, hurry up and send a note to the shopkeeper." ”

The monk surnamed Huang shook his head and smiled, "Don't worry. The lost Qiankun bag should be within two hundred miles of us, otherwise the jade plate will not be able to sense it. Two hundred miles, not beyond the scope of the first gorge, one of us gathers qi on the second floor, and the other gathers qi on the fourth floor, do we still need to call for help when we find something in the first gorge? In my opinion, it is better to get the Qiankun bag first, and then it is not too late to send a transmission note, so as to save others from sharing the work with us. ”

"Yes, yes, it's still Senior Brother Huang, so let's do it. Senior Brother Yue said, "Senior brother, you take the jade plate and lead the way in front, I'll be responsible for covering, go!"

**

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