Chapter 407 Black Witch Religion

However, let Feng Xiaotian patrol around and expand his huge consciousness to explore everywhere, but he did not find any trace of another white-headed vulture. He couldn't help but be a little discouraged. He knew that the last man was probably able to escape when he had just dealt with the middle-aged man.

After Feng Xiaotian searched for fruitlessly, he returned to the original cliff. As soon as he stood, the only remaining white-headed vulture in the sky made a shrill. He took his master and swooped down towards Feng Xiaotian. A pair of steel claws under him were like hooks and fiercely grabbed the top of Feng Xiaotian's head.

How could Feng Xiaotian be injured by this low-level monster? With a wave of his hand, the white-headed vulture screamed, rolled backwards and flew out. The middle-aged man on his back also fell on the hard stone of the cliff and fell into a pool of meat mud.

The white-headed vulture was extremely strong. It circled in the air and continued to dive down towards the windy sky. The sharp beak of the bird pecked towards the sky like a steel peck.

"Evil beast, you are still loyal. I will spare you for the time being. If you continue to pester, don't blame my ruthlessness!" Feng Xiaotian was a little impatient and shouted coldly. He waved his hand before the white-headed vulture approached him, and a magnificent true spirit rolled the white-headed vulture high into the air.

The white-headed vulture no longer attacked. It flew over the middle-aged man, circled a few times, and kept whining. Then, it suddenly swooped down and hit its head on the sharp stone next to the middle-aged man. Suddenly, his brain burst and died. The huge bird wings drooped down. He just covered the body of the middle-aged man.

"Alas, I didn't expect this white-headed vulture to be so loyal, but I underestimate it!" Seeing this, Feng Xiaotian sighed. After saying that, he waved his palm and moved the earth and stone beside him, covering the dead people and birds to avoid exposing the corpses in the wilderness.

The winged tiger and pangolin also seemed to be infected. They lay quietly aside and watched Feng Xiaotian do it.

After everything settled down, Feng Xiaotian turned over the back of the winged tiger, and the pangolin also lay on the head of the winged tiger as usual. One man and two beasts continued to break through the air in the depths of the southern wilderness.

After this struggle, the sky was already bright, the morning sun rose slowly, and the eastern sky was full of gorgeous morning glow. Feng Xiaotian sat on the back of the winged tiger, looked at the wisps of clouds floating under his feet, and couldn't help but fall into deep meditation.

Since I entered the southern wilderness, although I have experienced a lot of danger, I have also gained a lot of harvest. Not to mention that a lot of spiritual grass has been added to the medicine, that is, the two monsters, the winged tiger and the pangolin, will definitely become their own effective assistants in the future, which must be said to be a great harvest.

It's just that these people came from this morning. Did they come for me, or did they happen to pass by and meet me? Looking at the appearance of killing himself immediately without saying a word, it seemed to be specially aimed at me.

But few people know about my visit to the Southern Wilderness this time. Even if there are only a few cronies in the door, who can follow me to this Southern Wilderness?

No, look, these people's dress is very different from that of the Central Plains of China, and the white-headed vulture sitting down is also a unique monster in the southern wilderness. Are these people born in the southern wilderness?

Yes, I remember that I don't understand a word about the words of these people. It should be the dialect of the indigenous people in the southern wilderness, but what I came to the southern wilderness was just a monster, and I didn't touch anyone? Naturally, I won't offend anyone, so who will be against me?

By the way, the black smoke emitted by the middle-aged man using a bamboo tube is roughly the same as the moves used by Miao at the end of the month. Are these men actually disciples of the Black Witch Religion, one of the ten holy places of cultivation?

Black witch religion? By the way, I heard from Brother Lu before that this black witch religion is the most mysterious, and the place where the main altar is located is in the southern wilderness. It seems that the people who just rode the white-headed vulture just now must be the black witch religion. The only thing in the black witch religion who has a grudge against him is the mysterious black-robed woman Miao Shuyue. In this way, does the Miao Shiyue know? Did you enter the Southern Wilderness by yourself?

Of course, it is also possible that all this is my own speculation. Maybe I accidentally broke into the territory of the Black Witch Church. These disciples of the Black Witch Church visited and found themselves nearby, so this scene just happened.

Of course, no matter what the situation is, it is very bad. Now a person has fled back. Maybe he has gone back to the door to inform, or it is important to leave the place quickly. After all, this is the territory of the black witch religion. No matter how big Feng Xiaotian is, he will not think that he can be with one of the ten holy places of cultivation. The witch religion is against each other, and isn't this black witch religion also joined the demon alliance? In the future, he must be the enemy of his own free sect. It's better to avoid it now!

Thinking of this, Feng Xiaotian didn't dare to neglect it. He patted the winged tiger's neck and urged, "Kitty, the situation is a little bad. Fly faster, don't procrastinate!"

The kitten is the name given by Feng Xiaotian to the winged tiger. The winged tiger protested several times, and it also acquiesced that this is really a broken name that has no standard and does not match its own at all. The pangolin was named a small armor by Feng Xiaotian. For this name, the pangolin has no problem, and it feels more like a winged tiger. That kitten is much better.

When the winged tiger heard the words, it did not dare to neglect it. It quickly puffed up its wings and flew forward quickly.

Half a day later, the winged tiger and Feng Xiaotian and the pangolin have flown out of tens of thousands of miles away. On the way, except for encountering a few blind birds and monsters coming to harass, there is no other strange situation. Feng Xiaotian's heart gradually let go, feeling that he was really a little worried, so he let the winged tiger Fly at a low altitude and start the journey of finding the spirit.

Soon, Feng Xiaotian found a large area of elixirs in a mountain depression. Although they were all ordinary alchemy materials such as Bailing and yam, it seemed that the years were not short. The elixir refined must be top grade. Feng Xiaotian was overjoyed. He turned over and picked the tiger's back.

The winged tiger and pangolin are bored. They jump around Feng Xiaotian and step on a lot of spiritual grass, which makes Feng Xiaotian angry. He simply sent them all into the space of Sakyamuni Tower, and he began to concentrate on picking spiritual grass.

After Feng Xiaotian picked most of the spiritual grass, he suddenly had a warning sign and suddenly looked up, but he found that there were dozens of white-headed vulturees hovering in the air. He was shocked that someone chased him. It seemed that a big war could not be avoided in any case!