Seven-star mysterious demon

Chapter 222 Ghost-eating Bat and Thunderbird (!!!)

The third volume of the seven-star mysterious demon suddenly rises

Chapter 22 Ghost-eating Bat and Thunderbird

seemed to feel the eyes of Jiyang. The young man surnamed Ruan turned his head slightly, grinning and showing a smile that was dozens of times worse than crying. Then he grasped a golden triangular flag in his hand and leaned against the white-faced old man and the Taoist surnamed Wang walking in front of him, as if Only that will make him feel less safe.

For the behavior of the young man surnamed Ruan, the white-faced old man only glanced slightly, and then led the way in front of him with a blank face, and the Taoist surnamed Wang directly ignored him without looking at him. He just walked straight ahead and frowned from time to time and touched his chin thinking about something.

Then he turned his head and looked at Duan Tianheng, who was also not good-looking, and the slightly confused beautiful fairy. Jiyang's face also showed no sultry head, followed by the white-faced old man who seemed to be two signal lights and Wang Taoist walked forward and stopped.

However, a pair of eyes on his low face kept dripping, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Hm! This damn place looks like it's going to kill people!" Just as Jiyang was secretly thinking about something, the old soul's voice came into Jiyang's head with a little solemnness, which scared Jiyang, who was thinking about something.

However, Jiyang has always lowered his head, and in addition, this place is completely dark, and no one has noticed his sudden change of look.

"What are you doing? Do you want to expose my card?" After set his mind and realized that no one noticed him, Jiyang immediately sent an angry voice, with great reproach.

"Hey, boy, you don't have to worry so much. Although I am now exhausted, it is not what these guys in the gasification period can do if they want to overhear my voice." The old soul smiled and seemed to brag carelessly, and then his tone became solemn: "This place is an extremely rare place. Ghosts are rampant. Is the short-sighted ancient monk kicked in the head by a donkey? How could the cave be built into such a damn place?

"Is the ancient monk's cave fake?" Jiyang's heart suddenly fell.

"Fake? It's not fake. After all, you are not three-year-old dolls. It's really too inferior to do things on this. You have also seen the treasure map. The two mutton fat balls are true. The matter of this ancient monk's cave should be true, but I always feel that something is wrong with the old man. It seems that there is something bad. It's going to happen, so I remind you to be careful, but you can rest assured that unless you meet a large group of high-level ghosts, it's really not a big deal. After a pause, the old soul's voice came again: "If you can reach the state of infancy, I can make a big profit here, but I'm afraid there is no hope for complete recovery." Saying that, the old soul's voice still left a deep sigh in Jiyang's mind, which seemed to be extremely unwilling and regrettable.

Jiyang smiled bitterly when he heard the words, infancy? If you reach the infancy, why do you have to go to search for treasure with a group of small gas monks? It's really ridiculous.

However, if the countless demons and ghosts in the shady land are really refined by the old soul, I'm afraid it will really help them repair all the wounds and recover as before.

"Ah! What the hell is that!" Suddenly, a sad howl suddenly interrupted Jiyang's thoughts. He looked up and saw that the young man surnamed Ruan in blue was dancing the golden triangle flag with his right hand. His face was frightened and seemed to have encountered something terrible. Jiyang's eyes swept slightly and stopped at his left finger in an instant. In his eyes, his little finger didn't know when it was missing a small half, leaving only half to move, and the other half had disappeared. There was no trace of blood and flesh on the wound, surrounded by a large area of black gas, and it brought a smell of a corpse like a thousand-year-old carrion, and the black gas crackled in his broken finger. It kept eroding his flesh and blood at a speed as if it were sulfuric acid.

The young man surnamed Ruan seemed to have encountered such a terrible scene for the first time. In addition to shaking the rather strange-looking flag like a frightened bird, he actually looked at the shrinking little finger of his left hand and shouted heartbreakingly.

"What's the name of the ghost! Do you want to kill everyone?" However, the white-faced old man walking in the front immediately turned around and roared, and then his face changed slightly after seeing the abnormality of the young man's left little finger. By directly condensing his fingers into a sword, he shot out a three-inch-long cyan sword. "poof" cut off the young man's little finger and cut off the black gas and his flesh. Physical contact.

"This is the rotten poison of the ghost-eating bat. Everyone should be careful to urge your pure yang treasure. This thing is extremely poisonous. As long as it touches a star, it will not be shaken away like the maggot of the tarsus. Once it is contaminated with it, it will immediately cut off the skin and flesh in contact with it, otherwise you will turn into a pool of rotten water in a few breaths!" The white-faced old man frowned and cursed, "Damn it, how can there be such a fierce thing as a ghost-eating bat? Damn it!"

At this moment, the Yanlin fairy on the other side suddenly screamed: "Something, something just wanted to get in!!!!!" At this time, she turned pale and was pitiful. A purple-red golden handa floated on her head and put out a red light covering it. At this moment, this layer of light mask made a "bang" sound from time to time, as if something was trying its best to get in.

Seeing this scene, the white-faced old man's face suddenly became extremely dark. Two array mages have injured one. If one more person is injured, I'm afraid that this treasure hunt will not be found. It is the right way to go back quickly.

With a change of face, the white-faced old man looked at the panicked fairy Yanlin and immediately reached out to the storage bag, as if he wanted to take out something. After all, he would never sit back and watch the painful price of another array mage's injury or death.

"Kong!" At the moment when he was about to take action, he suddenly remembered a voice like a crow who had not drunk water on a dead tree in the desert for decades. He saw a clear light shooting away from Duan Tianheng's shoulder. The next moment, a dazzling blue light suddenly burst into the air, as if it were countless flashes. It made a crackling sound like electric thunder, which was dazzling.

Before everyone came to their senses, there was a sad hiss in the blue electric light, and then he saw the bird standing on Duan Tianheng's shoulder suddenly appear in mid-air, and on his pair of green and polished claws like jade. There is a strange bat that seems small, but its whole body is hidden in a thick black fog. A large group of magic green ** is flowing down from the black gas, melting into small holes on the ground, densely like a hornet's nest.

However, the cyan sparrow did not seem to have any reaction to this highly poisonous thing. Instead, it tilted its neck and swallowed the extremely strange-looking bat into its abdomen. Then it burped and flapped its wings and fell on Duan Tianheng's shoulder again. Looking at the expression, it seemed Extremely enjoyable.

Jiyang secretly glanced at the small cyan bird and looked at the faint aura that burst out all over its body. The herb that needed last winter should have been to prepare for its advancement, but he didn't know if it had succeeded. However, the appearance of Shenwu should not be ordinary, otherwise how could Duan Tianheng have used a elixirs that has been on fire for hundreds of years for a beast?

"This is............ This is Leiyang Bird!" Just as Jiyang held up a fire attribute light mask and began to be on alert, suddenly there was a surprised cry from the white-faced old man.