Myths Begin From Boys' Gong

Chapter 1405

In the middle of the moon, a steady stream of moonlight was drawn into the large bluestone coffin, and on both sides of the coffin, there were two thin old guys dressed in black, who looked dry and bloodless, watching from the side.

These two old fellows have also reaped a lot of benefits by taking advantage of the bluestone coffin to absorb all kinds of filthy air and purify it into pure energy. Although they may not be able to make much breakthrough in martial arts, they are of great benefit to the vitality of the physical body. benefit.

At this moment, a large flock of crows flew across the sky, and the whistling pass covered the moon directly above the bluestone coffin, and a terrifying breath radiated from the bluestone coffin, piercing the sky in an instant, There were hundreds of red-eyed crows densely packed, all of them fell down.

The black feathers, under the bright moonlight, are like raindrops, and there are large patches of bright red aura, extracted from the crow's body, and continuously gathered in the large bluestone coffin, turning the original silver and blue intertwined coffin. , shrouded in a scarlet color.

When all the red-eyed crows fell, the large bluestone coffin jumped up from the half-inserted ground with a bang, and when it was in midair, the coffin door opened wide, and an eight-foot tall, shriveled figure like a thin hemp rod jumped out of it. The man in gray.

The two old guys who had been waiting quietly on both sides of the large bluestone coffin, and took advantage of it by the way, saw the skinny man in gray, their expressions changed slightly, and they lowered their heads one after another, not daring to look directly, and called them the Holy Son.

The man in gray is exactly the object of protection for the two of them, and he is also a martial arts genius who ranks extremely high in the Netherworld Demon Sect.

I saw that his hair was sparse, growing like weeds on the top of his head, and the sides of his forehead were even more bald, which was probably born like this.

His face is stiff, his cheekbones are sunken, his eye sockets are like pits, and his entire skin texture is wrinkled like the bark of a dead tree. He is obviously a young man, but he is even older than an old man.

Coupled with a long face comparable to a donkey and a horse, the lips are turned outwards, and there are two sharp fangs that widen to the lower lip.

The whole person can't be said to be ugly, but it really doesn't look like a person, at least different from a person in the general sense.

In fact, in ancient legends, the body that does not melt into bones is one of the ancient great demon gods. The blood of the generals is left behind. It is a fact that it is ugly, but it is also a fact that it is powerful. The importance of the latter is far greater than that of the former. .

And at first glance, this appearance is quite shocking, but after a long time, it is just like that.

At least two guardians have long been accustomed to the honor of their own sons, and the reason why they dare not look at it is only because of the psychological discomfort of the sons of Huangquanzong.

"Since you're here, don't hide away, Peach Blossom Master, I can smell the vulgarity on your body from far away."

After the Son of the Netherworld Demon Sect fell to the ground, he flicked his dry arm lightly, and a violent gust of wind arose. The sound did not seem to come from his mouth, but from his abdomen.

Every time a word is spoken, there is a humming sound echoing, which sounds very uncomfortable.

As soon as the Holy Son of Huangquan Sect finished speaking, he saw a ghostly locust tree in the mass grave, and a person leaped lightly down. It was a peach blossom scholar with a soft appearance and peach blossom eyes.

The two belong to the way of evil and demons, and they can be regarded as people of the same way, but one is from the Netherworld Sect and the other is from the Valley of Sin, neither of them is good.

Of course, in terms of status, the holy son of Huangquanzong is far higher than this peach blossom scholar, and he is also more imposing.

The Peach Blossom Master came to the three of them, shook his folding fan, smiled, and said,
"Holy Son has such a keen sense of touch. I boast that I am very good at hiding my breath. I never thought that you would say it out loud. Admiration, admiration!"

The Peach Blossom Master was really surprised, his own kung fu was passed down by one of the fiercest people in the Valley of Sin, and if he practiced to the peak, even heaven and man would be able to hide it from him.

Although he is far away from that realm, but with his martial arts cultivation and the study of this martial arts, it is difficult for innate, or innate in general sense, to detect his existence.

Therefore, he guessed that it was most likely related to the special physique of the Son of the Netherworld Demon Sect.

"Okay, let's stop talking nonsense. You don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing. If you come to me, you must have something urgent. Explain why you are here."

The holy son of the Netherworld Demon Sect had a stiff expression due to his physique, and he couldn't see any specific psychological changes at all. He could only sense one or two from the little aura leaked from him.

At least, the two protectors beside him, because of their long time together, have discovered that their holy son is in a good mood, and it is obvious that Taohua Xiushi's flattery is in the right place.

The Peach Blossom Master didn't know this, and his expression was serious, not daring to be careless.

Although he is a leader of the younger generation in Sin Valley, he is by no means the strongest. Compared with this holy son with a special physique, he has no confidence and dare not offend him.

Therefore, he quickly restrained his smile and said solemnly,

"General Yangwu General Meng Zhao has received news that he intends to use the opportunity of the attack on his property to expand outward under the pretext of annexing the eleven families that have quarrels with him or have conflicts of interest.

Moreover, he intends to invite Bei Tanghe, the heir of Yanping County Prince, to help him. He doesn't need to help. At some critical moments, he can wave the flag and give a certain amount of fame and support.

The two of them reached an agreement, blaming those forces for the attack on the Meng family.

However, Meng Zhao was not easy to mess with. He wanted Bei Tanghe, a person with the power to hand over the burned Longya ship, at least to give an explanation, otherwise, he would not let it go. "

When Meng Zhao was mentioned, Taohua Xiushi carefully observed the performance of the holy son of the Netherworld Demon Sect.

Of course, his expression remained the same as before, but a strange demeanor burst out from his dead eyes, like two torches burning in them, full of ambition.

Nanshen and Beimeng can be said to be the contemporary Shenzhou martial arts. The two people who are most concerned by the younger generation naturally include the evil spirits who obviously have great talent and potential but cannot be famous.

For example, the holy son of the Netherworld Demon Sect is also a generation of great luck. He was abandoned because of his special constitution when he was born, but he was fortunately discovered by an elder of the Netherworld Demon Sect and took him back to the sect to be raised.

His talent is transcendent, and he has been cultivated by the Netherworld Demon Sect. He can be said to be a lucky one. Of course, he also has enough strength and confidence. Let's look forward to Meng Zhaoshen and others.

They are both young people, and they may also have special physiques. How could he not care about those two who have become famous?
Of course, what I can't forget the most is that I still want to weigh the gold content of that South Shen Beimeng.

This is also the root cause of the change in the eyes of the Holy Son of the Netherworld Demon Sect when the Peach Blossom Master mentioned Meng Zhao.

Meng Zhao is like a dream, a young warrior's dream of defeating and defeating.

(End of this chapter)