Chapter 233 The Death of the One Who Blocks Me

Second. Di Shiyao will never forget what he encountered in his life, which almost made him completely forget his experience. How can he forget it? In his mind, he has deeply remembered the breath and appearance of the two monks. Why did he try his best to shape the demon veins and refine the tiger's soul and the shame? The most direct purpose is like "snow shame.

Use the blood of the two monks to wash away the shame of that year, and the revenge of almost killing in those years can't be avenged.

In those years, he saw clearly that the cultivation of a man and a woman was in the realm of Jiedan. Although he didn't know which level of Jiedan was, he could also predict that it would definitely not reach the later stage of Jiedan.

When Di Shitian condensed the first demon vein in those years, he could fight head-on with Wan Tao in the Jiedan period. Although he was defeated, he could also save his own life. Now, another demon vein has been created, and the overall strength has almost doubled in vain. The strength of his strength has reached a new situation.

Whether it is a demon body or a demon element, it has reached a peak state. If there is some condensation inner elixir, you can take that step at any time. The demon clan is born with nature, and it is stronger than the human race in its natural body. The monster king can fight with the elixir monks in the immortal world, which can be said to be extremely strong.

Di Shitian was already at the peak of the monster at this time, and he took the road of ancient demon cultivation. Every step forward, will the overall strength have the same qualitative leap? Coupled with the spirit of the divine soldiers and tigers, his body is full of strong self-confidence.

The demon wind covered him and quickly swept away to the dead bone wasteland. The demon wind rolled, and Emperor Shitian's body exuded domineering and strong murderous intent. Wherever he passed, all the birds and beasts involuntarily bowed to the ground. The body is like a sieve, constantly trembling.

When he left the dead bone wasteland, he had an agreement with the Dark Raven King to send his clansmen to monitor the whole wasteland and keep an eye on the whereabouts of those monks. Once they have a tendency to leave, they will immediately come to the Demon Valley to inform him. Now, there has been no movement, and the group of monks must still be in the wilderness.

"Bun!"

Not long after, Di Shitian suddenly fell from mid-air, and his feet heavily stepped on the dead bone wasteland, and the terrible power poured out from the soles of his feet. On the spot, the dead bones under his feet were stepped into a pile of white powder. There was a violent tremor in front of the ground around.

"Cing!!"

The right hand was raised in an instant, and he held it on the handle of the tiger's knife behind his back. His wrist turned out of the sheath, and his arms drooped. The tip of the tiger's knife pointed obliquely to the ground.

"Plap!!"

As soon as the body moved, he moved quickly under his feet and stepped forward. He walked forward calmly and powerfully step by step. The tip of the tiger's knife suddenly fell on the dead bones on the ground. As he kept moving forward, the tip of the knife dragged directly to the ground and dragged the knife. The tiger's soul was unparalle Like tofu, it is easily scratched, and the tiger spirit is dragged to the ground. The dead bones can't cause any damage to it at all.

Every time a dark demonic spirit takes a step forward, it becomes more and more intense. It constantly spreads countless pores around the body and quickly emits it. The king's tattoo on the forehead flashes abnormally violently. Every time it flashes, the terrible momentum emerging from him is even stronger. Every time he takes a step, the only self- Just one point up and one point to condense. There is no thought in my heart, only one thought

Shame!!

"Wow!!"

At this time, there was an unusually hoarse and harsh cry from the sky. Looking up, two sharp lights burst out in his eyes. The sharpness of this light, the sharpness contained in it, is comparable to the talent of the Rat King in those years, and it is a gray figure in the air. Under these two lights, As if he had suffered a terrible attack in an instant, his whole body fell vertically on the spot. However, after Di Shitian saw the other party's appearance clearly, the terrible sharpness in his eyes suddenly converged. When the gray shadow was about to fall, it turned around, waved its wings, and rose high into the sky in panic;

is a dark crow.

The dark crow obviously had a lingering thought, but it still chirped one after another in its mouth, guiding in a direction on the dead bone wasteland.

"The goal is ahead

Emperor Shitian was enlightened, his eyes flashed, and he dragged the tiger's soul in his hand. Without a trace of hesitation, he stepped forward unswervingly. It didn't seem to be fast, but in the blink of an eye, his body was already dozens of feet away. Step by step, the bones on the ground are broken countless times.

"Brother Sorghum, do you feel that there seems to be a strong demonic spirit coming towards the outside? It can't be that any monster has entered this dead bone wasteland. On the road of the emperor's day, there are two monks dressed similar to the men and women in black. They are all standing on the vast wilderness where white bones have accumulated. The speaker is a middle-aged man. It's not very handsome, but it can also be regarded as the middle and upper.

"Five brother, I also feel that there is really a demonic spirit coming to us, but it's just the right time. It has been on the wasteland during this period. The right mountain has been painted with a skeleton and it is a skeleton. If you can see and live, it can also improve my love." The remaining young monk in black smiled and said, "The task assigned by the master is about to be completed, and there is not much time before the opening of the secret land of the devil. The master wants to rely on the "white bone to kill the god array map. Enter the secret place and see if you can take out the pagoda. Now before we leave, we can kill a few monsters, so that we can open the meat and let the array see the blood. The monk's appearance is not bad, but his face looks extremely evil. What you say is not to be afraid of killing.

"That's right. Let's go and see where this monster came from and bumped into us? Hey hey, the monster's inner elixir is a good thing, and it's full of treasures. It just so happens that I have long wanted to refine a set of white bone killing thorns, and it is most appropriate to refine it with the body of a monster. The middle-aged monk said disapprovingly;

"Go!!"

The light flashed in their hands, and the middle-aged man had an extra strange magic weapon in his hand, holding a snow-white long cone in his left hand, which looked. Just like the horn on the head of some kind of fierce beast, the one in his right hand is relatively ferocious and terrible. He holds a hammer, which is not ordinary. The head of the hammer is actually the skull of a fierce beast. The handle of the hammer is made of backbone, and the whole body is very evil.

When the two things are put together, they look like the thunder mallet in the legendary hand of Thor. Adding up, it is a complete magic weapon.

The young monk showed up a white bone sword. The color of the sword body is pale, and the moment is terrible. On the sword, there seems to be a white phosphorus-like flame. It adds a little more coldness. It's like a ghost fire.

"Bang! Pop!!" "

Before they could go, I only heard that the dull and steady footsteps were like drums, coming to my ears one after another, and a vast momentum was like the sea water, surging towards the two people.

"Cock, click!!"

Many rotten bones on the ground are constantly broken and broken in such a heavy pressure like a mountain. For a while, the original ease of the two monks changed in an instant, and their faces became quite ugly. Under the vast momentum, an immeasurable pressure in their hearts involuntarily emerged. Nervous, yes, it's actually nervous.

The two pairs of eyes stared at the front nervously, and there was a bone mound blocked in the front.

"Who, what kind of monster is it? Unexpectedly, there will be such terrible pressure, strong, so strong." The middle-aged man secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Hold the magic weapon in your hand tightly.

"The master won't let us provoke the monsters in the southern barbarians. Does the master know that there will be those fierce old monsters in the southern barbarians?" The young monk also quickly turned his mind. Feeling the terrible pressure, the thought of contempt at the beginning had long been thrown directly into Java.

Fierce beast, this is a fierce beast!!

"Bun!!"

Finally, a figure stepped on the little white bone hill, and at the moment of stepping on it, the whole. As if it could not withstand the terrible pressure, the hill collapsed on the spot and stepped into the pile of bones. Di Shitian's black hair danced wildly, his eyes were like electricity, and the black robe on his body was windless and automatic, flying crazily. It's rattling. The tiger in his hand still pointed obliquely to the ground.

Countless dark demonic spirits are all over the body, forming a terrible demon cloud above the head.

Under the background of his domineering and boundless murderous intention, he is like a demon at this time.

In his eyes, the divine light was extremely cold. He glanced at the two people in front of him. When he saw the black clothes on the two monks, the light in his eyes suddenly became extremely sharp.

"I'm with those two monks."

He saw at a glance that the black clothes were almost exactly the same as the clothes worn by the men and women in the style and the strange skeleton mark on his chest, which also made him understand in an instant that these two people must be with the men and women at the beginning, or disciples of a sect.

Thinking of the Dark Raven King, he also said that there was a group of monks wandering in the dead bone wasteland. Capture those immortal lives. I will come up with it immediately;

"Those who block me will die!!"

The eyes became murderous in an instant. Since it's a group, damn it. Almost in a blink of an eye, the cold murderous intention broke out, and his left foot suddenly stepped forward, and a strong wind formed outside his body in vain. He held his body and rushed out to the two people like a mountain. A demonic golden knife flashed quickly on the blade of the tiger's soul dragging on the ground in his hand.

As soon as the wrist turned, the fierce blade of the tiger spirit went up, from the bottom to the top, and cut out obliquely. Although the body is still a few feet away from the two monks, the tiger's soul is even more powerful under the injection of the demon element. From the tiger's soul's knife body, a golden yellow, which can stretch out with a knife of three or four feet long" (to be continued)