The beautiful eyes opened and closed slightly, and looked at the black-eyed boy in puzzlement. Snake Lingzi smiled sweetly, and his curiosity was instantly diminished.

"Master, Master, why can't you just break in?" Closing his eyes and holding his hands behind his back, the black-eyed young man couldn't help but wonder. In his mind, that majestic voice kept repeating, "Cut into the Five Elements Spirit Tomb from the void, remember not to break through!"

"Could it be that Shizun knows some taboos about this Five Elements Spirit Tomb? But why don't you want to explain it? Could it be that I was destined to fall into this quagmire from the beginning of my journey north? If this is really the case, then Shizun is really too terrifying. ”

Thinking back to the more than 200 years since he was a child, he had never seen the true face of his master, and the black-eyed boy was depressed for a while. But behind the depression, as a normal person behaves, he is full of curiosity. But he never showed this emotion.

"Although the Northern Drifting Snow Palace and his party are nine out of ten, the ancestors of the two families are not easy to get along with. It seems that we can't drag on here for too long, and we have to go and build a good relationship sooner. ”

The black-eyed boy is not as indifferent as he seems, on the contrary, he is more shrewd than anyone else.

After all, in a demon sect like the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, where people eat people and blood, if you want to survive and sit firmly in the high position of the young master, you can not only rely on your strength and the favor of your master. Not proficient in human affairs, there are too many enemies of the tree, and in the end, wanting to die has become a luxury.

Moreover, the Sect Master of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect was a maverick and never allowed his subordinates to do anything wrong in his name. Even once a disciple was killed by outsiders, and he didn't pay the slightest attention. In his words, a person who can become a corpse is not qualified to be a disciple of this sect.

As for the murderer, whether he would be killed by other powerhouses of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect in the end was already a matter of insignificance.

The only thing worth noting is that the indifferent attitude of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect Master is enough to explain everything.

This kind of behavior seems a little incredible. But when you think about it, it's obvious.

The main hall of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect is powerful in the infant transformation period, and there are a few strong people in this world, who are already transcendent beings standing at the top of the pyramid, and his disciples were killed in the fighting method, and because of the situation, the failure of his own disciples may be the most unacceptable.

After all, the invincible master brought out a waste apprentice, and it was a pitiful luxury not to be ridiculed.

The black-eyed boy who is well versed in this principle has cultivated a sleek personality of iron-blooded, ruthless, indifferent and ruthless since he was very young.

He knew very well that the high-ranking master didn't care about their cultivation at all, just for the sake of face.

Therefore, in the past, whenever he encountered anything that could give the master face, he would be extremely tough. Once, he decisively killed the young master of the Bone Forging Gate, angering the existence of the infant transformation period, and the master came forward to settle the matter for him.

In this way, his guess was further confirmed.

Shizun only cares about face, and doesn't care about the life or death of his own disciples.

Because he killed the young master of the Forging Bone Gate, it greatly increased Shizun's face, and also because if he was killed, Shizun would definitely have a dull face, so Shizun made a move.

For this reason, he did not hesitate to offend the ten thousand blood real people of the Forging Bone Gate, who also existed in the infantile transformation period.

And all these things are just for the sake of face!

Although he lived for that ridiculous thing, the black-eyed boy didn't complain in the slightest.

After all, it is the most unforgivable thing for a demon cub who was born in the demon path to shout and hate the darkness again and again.

In the face of naked reality, there is no enlightened person, only death.

Although he has the Straight Death Demon Pupil and has become a great monk in just over 200 years, his talent is vast and bright, but he does not have the slightest confidence in breaking the barrier that is unreachable like a mountain in the infantile transformation period.

He knew that if he wanted to become a senior master in that realm, it was beyond the reach of the word talent.

Without the help of his master, he would be nothing in the end.

For this reason, he must definitely please the master, and he must not let his old man have the slightest dissatisfaction.

But people's hearts are unpredictable, and flattery is too ethereal and unsafe.

He must find more ways out, and he must not put his eggs in one basket.

"If I can get the favor of the Holy Maiden of the Northern Drifting Snow Palace, then my miraculous future is truly guaranteed. ”

Secretly clenched his fists, although his eyes looked ahead without blinking, the heart of the black-eyed boy had already drifted away.

The idea of the black-eyed boy naturally could not be concealed from the eyes of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect Master, but he did not stop it in the slightest. And the black-eyed boy was not complacent because of this, he always maintained his respect for the Ten Thousand Demon Sect Master, and never dared to take a step beyond the Thunder Pool.

Because of the battle between the Ten Thousand Demon Sect Master and the Ten Thousand Blood True Men of the Forging Bone Gate, the black-eyed boy was also present.

But what he saw that day became a nightmare that he could never get rid of.

Because of the Ten Thousand Blood True Persons in the Infant Transformation Period, they only took three moves in the hands of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect Master.

And in exchange for these three shots, the Ten Thousand Blood True Men can be said to have exhausted everything.

first blew himself up on his natal thing, and then burned ninety percent of his life, and finally wanted to blow himself up, but he was directly slapped back to his original form by the Ten Thousand Demon Sect Master, and died tragically on the spot.

Such a humiliating battle, of course, there is a reason why the Ten Thousand Blood True People are only just entering the infant transformation realm and their cultivation strength is at the bottom at this stage, but the defeat of only three moves still explains a lot.

Undoubtedly, the Ten Thousand Demon Sect Master is outrageously strong, and can only be described as unfathomable.

Because of that unimaginable strength, the Ten Thousand Demon Sect Master didn't mind his disciple at all, breaking through the infantile stage and threatening himself. Maybe the black-eyed boy broke through the infantile period and his strength far exceeded that of the ordinary infantile period, but for him, it was meaningless.

After all, an elephant can trample an ant to death with one foot, and even if the ant is replaced by a cockroach, that terrifying step is enough to crush everything.

Since he has such terrifying strength, why the Ten Thousand Demon Sect would still fight a war of attrition with the Wood Domain Fire Domain, only the Ten Thousand Demon Sect Master himself knows.

Maybe it's because I'm afraid of something more terrifying, maybe I don't want to lose too much, maybe I just don't want to end the game of cat and mouse early, maybe it's boring.

If it's the former, then the world is too deep. If it's the latter, what can we say?

Complaining, struggling, insulting, going crazy, all emotions will become pale like never before.

While the black-eyed boy was contemplating, outside the hexagonal beast car, the hunchbacked old man turned into a silver-white spirit turtle had already arranged a multicolored light array with a diameter of more than ten zhang on the ground. The light array was extremely complex, but the strange thing was that there was a golem standing in the middle.

The golem is three feet tall, demonic, and the carving is a man in a luxurious costume. He was holding his hands upside down, his head lightly, and he was firmly in front of him. The gaze slowly moved upward, and the face of the golem was covered with a layer of black mist, and it was uncertain, and it was impossible to see the geometry of its appearance.

"Young Master, the 'Demon Brake Three Evil Restoration Array' has been arranged and can be activated at any time. The hunchbacked old man said through the car door.

"Sacrifice!"

The black-eyed boy came back to his senses, his eyes flashed, and he instantly returned to that unfathomable mysterious state.

"Yes. ”

The hunchbacked old man nodded, patted the storage bag on his waist, and the sky was full of black light, and there was a muffled sound of 'bang bang', and a hundred and ten strange monsters several feet in size fell. Shaped like a cat, it is pitch black, and its sides are covered with hideous blood-colored scales.

"With so many sixth-order cat brake essence blood to help, it should be enough!"

With a mutter, the hunchbacked old man straightened his waist, walked to the golem, sat down cross-legged, and slowly raised his dry hands like eagle claws, and played a series of complicated tricks, and disappeared into the golem.

Time passed slowly, and after half a cup of tea, suddenly, there was a loud 'buzz' of the formation, and a massive amount of black mist poured out of the golem. In an instant, the brilliant multicolored light array was rendered black. The cat brakes that were touched by the black fog actually exploded one after another.

After a series of 'bang' sounds, the slightly viscous black mist stained with a large amount of black blood rolled back one after another. Countless fist-sized black runes swirled wildly, and the golem opened its eyes with a chaotic 'click' sound.

Suddenly, the entire hall shook suddenly, and an invisible fluctuation spread, and the already huge hall was forcibly expanded by three points. The golem's eyes were as black as ink, and in the middle were two strange silver gems, which were shining brightly.

"Sacrifice power, wake up!"

The hunchbacked old man shouted violently, and a huge amount of mana poured into the golem.

It can be seen with the naked eye that after devouring enough mana to burst the ordinary Yuan Infant Patriarch, the golem's eyes wandered around, and the two silver pupil gems bloomed with a dazzling silver light. The entire hall was lit up with a burst of snow.

Then the 'click' sound sounded again, and under the black fog rolling and boiling, the golem's hands pinched out a trick.

The moment the seal was formed, two explosions sounded, and under the shock, two pillars of silver essence light with thick bowl mouths burst out of the eyes of the golem under the entanglement of countless black runes, intertwined and hovered in the air, and gradually turned into a flying sword.

This sword is huge, the color is silvery white, the surface is cold and shining, and it is covered with mysterious gray lines. What's even more strange is that there are three strange silver-white skulls embedded in the sword grid. The flying sword is becoming more and more condensed, and the volume is also compressing rapidly, almost wanting to be substantial.

As time passed, the six black hole holes of the three skulls also lit up one after another. But what shocked the hunchbacked old man was that seeing that the last eyehole was about to light up, the golem let out a wail and had a tendency to collapse.

"It's not good, the cat's brake essence blood is not enough. ”

The hunchbacked old man's face was as gloomy as water, and he subconsciously glanced into the hexagonal car, but saw that the black-eyed young man did not say anything. His face changed several times, and he finally gritted his teeth and firmed down.

"Hey, that's it, that's it!"

The hunchbacked old man looked up to the sky and let out a long sigh, took out a flying sword, and plunged it into his chest.

Suddenly, greenish blood gushed out, burst out of the distance, and poured on the golem. Absorbing the essence blood containing a huge amount of true yuan, visible to the naked eye, the golem calmed down. Within his eyes, a silver halo rippled out again.

After a long time, there was a seeping scream, the moment the last skeleton's eyehole lit up. The golem in the light array suddenly rose from the ground, grabbed the silver-white flying sword that was only three feet long, and slashed at the void in front of him with a roar.

Suddenly, with a 'hum', the power of space was extremely shocking, and the colorful aura of heaven and earth manifested one after another, condensed into small droplets, and rained colorful spiritual rain. The flying sword slashed, and a white crack appeared in the air.

The crack was slightly twisted and wriggled, and it quickly blurred, like a wound in the process of healing. Seeing that the spatial crack that had been slashed with great difficulty was about to disappear, the golem stomped its foot violently, then carried the flying sword and sank into the crack.

Suddenly, an earth-shattering loud sound was heard, and the power of the mighty shore leaked out along the crack. The white mist was suffocated by the explosion to take on a convex hemispherical shape, refracting a colorful and brilliant luster, and it stopped shrinking for a while.

After a long time, the sound of the explosion gradually went out, and the 'Demon Brake Three Evil Restoration Array' slowly collapsed, revealing a colorful passage in the spatial crack. (To be continued.) )