hey demon

Chapter 405

Wubat Mountain, the mountain is extremely dangerous, like the fangs of a lonely moon, with obvious arcs, and its shady side is as smooth as a landscape, with many caves and bat demons inhabiting it.

On the top of the mountain, there was a gust of gloomy wind, and a group of black and gray flames were burning, exuding an ominous atmosphere. From time to time, bat demons returned from outside the mountain. They brought various prey and threw them into the flames as sacrifices. , fueling the might of the flame.

"Luck is fickle. I send it to Cicada King, and all those who break this luck will meet me."

"Use luck as a guide, use disaster as a rope, use life as a sacrifice, and turn luck into misfortune. I want to exchange my life for my life."

The rising flames were reflected in the eyes, the shriveled demon body swelled, holding the five-bat scepter in his hand, and the catastrophe bat stepped into the calamity fire step by step. This fire is the fire of luck, which symbolizes unknown. statement.

At this moment, two invisible air mechanisms spread, using luck as a guide, trying to hook up with the instigator who cut off the fate of the Cicada King. Helpless dissipated.

And the other one spread endlessly, crossed the barrier of space, and connected with another target.

Sensing this change in energy, sitting cross-legged in the flames, the catastrophe bat's eyes revealed a serious murderous intent. At this moment, through the link of luck, it vaguely saw a vague figure reciting Taoism scriptures quietly. .

"Sure enough, you are a human cultivator, I want you to die badly."

The killing intent in his heart was burning, and he let the calamity fire burn his body. The catastrophe bat once again activated the catastrophe spell, and suddenly a blood-colored star rose from its head, scattering an ominous light. This spell can avert calamity For the stars, inlaid in the sky, reflecting the ground.

"Inlaid calamity · The art of the small three disasters, the disaster star shines brightly, one day there will be swords and soldiers, and the body will be injured."

After reciting the Taoist scriptures, he took out a dagger, and without changing his face, the catastrophe bat inserted it into his heart.

At the same time, in the Longhu Mountain tens of thousands of miles away, Zhang Chunyi suddenly felt restless and fell from the state of cultivation.

"This feeling···"

Uneasy, looking to the outside world, Zhang Chunyi opened his eyes.

With a flash of his figure, Zhang Chunyi left Huang Tingfu land and came to the outside world. The ominous premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger. At this time, a strong wind blew up, and a broken sword suddenly fell from the sky and slashed at him.

Seeing such a scene, Zhang Chunyi frowned slightly. Judging from the shape of this sword, it should be a waste sword that was broken and discarded by a disciple of Longhu Mountain. It should not have appeared here.

At this time, the thunder light exploded, and the figure of Hong Yun appeared, directly turning the waste sword into powder.

"It doesn't seem like a mere coincidence, but someone is cursing me."

As the thought turned, Zhang Chunyi had a certain conjecture in his heart, and in the following time, similar things happened repeatedly, which further verified Zhang Chunyi's conjecture.

"I have the disaster of swords and soldiers, and I can avoid it by hiding in Huang Tingfu Land, but this is probably just the beginning."

Seeing Hong Yun's attack again, Zhang Chunyi was thoughtful.

It was at this time that Zhang Chunyi showed a look of astonishment on his face, because the six-eared artifact failed just now, and his demon body was injured by the fragments of the artifact.

You must know that Liu Er's current Nine-Turn Mysterious Art has reached the eighth rank, and the demon body is as strong as a treasure, so it is so easy to be injured, but this kind of thing is happening now.

"To a certain extent, monsters such as six ears are one with me. If I am cursed, then they may also be affected."

Thinking of a certain possibility, Zhang Chunyi frowned more and more. Although Huang Tingfu could avoid the disaster, Zhang Chunyi didn't want to keep hiding like this.

Looking at Zhang Chunyi like this, he let out a slight hey, and Hongyun's small face was full of frustration. It used the power of middle-grade Dharma Seed Disaster Elimination to resolve the disaster for Zhang Chunyi, but failed.

"Curse or fate-like supernatural powers are rare, and there are not many people or demons who can master them. According to Hong Yun, when it tried to eliminate the disaster for me, it once saw a bloody disaster star hanging above my head."

"It seems that the high probability of attacking me is the scourge bat in the depths of the Southern Wilderness Mountains. As for the reason, it may be because of the Chilling Cicada."

Connecting all kinds of clues, Zhang Chunyi guessed a certain possibility.

"Since I have no way to resolve this curse for the time being, then let's deal with the monster that cast the curse."

With murderous intent in his heart, Zhang Chunyi got up again and walked out of Huang Ting Fudi.

"Studded disaster bat."

Looking at the depths of the Southern Desolation, let the red cloud call for a quick wind, Zhang Chunyi's figure disappeared, and at this time Liu Er also rushed over with a look of bad luck.

This time trying to refine high-grade treasures, it had already seen the possibility of success, but failed inexplicably, which made it very depressed, and after learning that someone might be behind the scenes, the anger in its heart was even greater. Burn three feet.

A day and a night passed quietly, and when the sun rose again, sitting cross-legged in the flames, with a dagger stuck in his heart, the blood was still flowing, and the scourge bat opened his eyes again.

"The next day there will be a plague, and all kinds of diseases will haunt you."

The little three calamity technique was working again. At this moment, the wound on the chest festered and gave off a stench, and the breath of life of the inlaid disaster bat suddenly declined.

At the same time, Zhang Chunyi who was sitting on the cloud suddenly felt an inexplicable discomfort.

"Sure enough, there is a follow-up."

Suffering from all kinds of illnesses and coughing violently, looking at the bright red in the palm of his hand, Zhang Chunyi's eyes were full of coldness.

Hey, seeing such a scene, his face was full of worry, Hong Yun quickly called the spring breeze, wanting to relieve some pain for Zhang Chunyi.

"Find it and kill it."

Coughing up blood again, Zhang Chunyi said.

Although he had some scruples about the Southern Wilderness because of what the little monk said, but since someone wants to seek death, he will naturally fulfill the other party, and according to his speculation, the monster that really made him scruples in the Southern Wilderness has not yet appeared. .

Hearing this, Liu Er nodded silently. At this moment, Hong Yun, who was always gentle, also had a fiery killing intent in his heart. The five-colored thunder light exploded, urging Kuai Feng with all his strength, and Hong Yun increased his speed to the extreme.

After arriving in the depths of the Southern Desolation, it could already vaguely feel the source of the aura of disaster. At this moment, the killing intent in its heart was unprecedentedly fierce.

Not long after, with Zhang Chunyi and Liu Er, Hong Yun arrived near Wuba Mountain.

"Shaped like the fangs of a lonely moon, it really is Wubat Mountain."

Standing on the clouds, looking at the strangely shaped mountain, Zhang Chun's breath began to rise.

"Although there is no fear, you still have to be careful when you act in the depths of the southern wasteland."

Entering the state of demonization, waving his sleeves, Zhang Chunyi sprinkled the sky with fire, and in the next moment, the sky in the entire Wubat Mountain went dark, and he was cut off from the outside world.

(End of this chapter)