hey demon

Chapter 55 Listening
The cottage stands there, shrouded in faint clouds and mist, and it is somewhat blurred when viewed from a distance.

Standing in the wind and rain, Zhang Chunyi and Bai Yuan stood side by side.

Listening attentively, the six ears trembled slightly. Even though they were hundreds of meters apart, through the sound of wind and rain, the White Ape still heard the conversation in the Juyi Hall.

Born with visions and six ears, although the white ape did not have a corresponding special spell after turning into a demon, his hearing is still extremely sensitive. This seems to be his racial talent, just like a bird with two wings can fly.

The white ape is intelligent, and it has been in human society before reshaping its demon bones. It is not difficult for it to be proficient in the human language. After receiving the feedback from the white ape, looking at the Juyi hall, Zhang Chunyi's handsome face is stained with A touch of coldness.

Phew, the cold wind howled, and at this moment the rain became more and more urgent.

Tick, tick, time passed, the rain from the eaves was scattered like beads, and at some point, the bustling cottage gradually fell silent.

In the Gathering Hall, the banquet was coming to an end, many people were already half-drunk and half-awake, and some even collapsed on the ground, snoring like thunder.

"It's fucking cold."

A gust of cold wind penetrated through the cracks in the doors and windows, and Shi Dayong, a small leader of the Blood Eagle Pirates, was shaken all over by the cold wind, and suddenly became more awake.

His waist became swollen, and he pushed the drunk man lying on his body away. Shi Dayong pulled himself together and walked out of the hall. The third master and the distinguished guests were still here, but it was inconvenient to solve it on the spot. Not comfortable.

Pushing open the door, being blown by the cold wind and falling rain, Shi Dayong's drunkenness dissipated a lot immediately, but when he saw the scene in front of him clearly, his pupils constricted suddenly, his scalp became numb, and he was no longer drunk.

The ground is muddy, and there is water in many places. There is no living person in sight, only cold corpses lying on the ground without a sound, and I don't know how long they have been dead.

Although there is no trace of blood, but through the pale faces and wide-open eyes of these people, Shi Dayong is very sure that these people are dead and cannot die anymore.

Here is where?This is the Juyi Hall, which is the core of the entire cottage. There are hundreds of bandits guarding the outside, and there are two immortal cultivators inside. But under such circumstances, so many bandits died here silently. This is really unbelievable, how did they die?What killed them?people?Demon?ghost?
Thinking about it with fear, his vest felt cold, Shi Dayong was about to instinctively open his mouth to shout, but at this moment, his neck suddenly felt cold.

"Uh uh uh."

Covering his neck with his hands, glaring blood flowed out from between his fingers, Shi Dayong wanted to say something but couldn't.

Bang, his legs went limp, and Shi Dayong fell to the ground, but at this moment, two shadows were reflected in his eyes that never closed, one man and one ape.

Surrounded by clouds and mist, he looked more like a demon than a human. Walking together with Bai Yuan to the Juyi Hall, Zhang Chunyi entered the state of transforming into a demon. Since he wanted to kill someone, he had to use all his strength.

"Stormy wind and rain, but it is a good weather for killing people."

Glancing at the fallen Shi Dayong, Zhang Chunyi no longer made unnecessary cover-ups as the demonic power in his body surged.

After confirming that the distinguished guest of the Blood Eagle Pirates was Ma Tu, and the two sides conspired to assassinate him, Zhang Chunyi's heart was filled with murderous intentions. It is humane and natural for a murderer to be killed forever.

The opportunity is rare, Zhang Chunyi gave up all the plans to destroy it, after refining the demon extracting pill left by the female ghost in red, Hong Yun's cultivation base has reached 260 years, under this premise, after entering the demonized state, relying on In his own control of Taoism, there are not many monsters with 300 years of cultivation that can beat him.

But Ma Tu and Kou Youbo are just practitioners of the Three Souls. Although their realm is higher than that of Zhang Chunyi, if they do not have a profound inheritance, with the strength of their souls, the monsters they cultivate will only have more than 200 years of cultivation. , up to 300 years, similar to Changqingzi back then, reaching the threshold of impacting the four souls, it cannot be higher.

Of course, Zhang Chunyi didn't act rashly either. After all, apart from the two cultivators who locked the three souls, there were hundreds of bandits here. Although he was not afraid of a frontal conflict, it was basically delusional to want to achieve a good result.

During the previous waiting, Zhang Chunyi first integrated the dark energy into the rain, and used the rain of bone erosion to clean up the little gangsters around the Juyi Hall without a sound, and then waited until the gangsters were mostly unconscious after drinking before they really walked out. .

Huh, the wind howled, murderous intent overflowed, and green-gold wind blades gathered around Zhang Chunyi. At this moment, someone in the Juyi Hall finally noticed something was wrong, but it was too late.

Tsk, hundreds of bone-scraping wind blades whizzed over, cutting everything, including doors, windows, beams, and human heads. Those gangster leaders who usually kill people like hemp and are not weak in kung fu are now thrown away in their sleep. Some people don't even know how to die.

Bang, devastated, amidst the dust, Nuo Da's Gathering Hall collapsed, and all the gangsters inside were buried in it.

Looking at such a scene, Zhang Chunyi's expression remained unchanged, his eyes swept across, guarding for something.

Hiss, at this time, the rain gathered, and a green-scaled unicorn came from the wind and rain, neighing angrily, and suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Chunyi.

The front hooves were raised high, locked onto Zhang Chunyi, and the blue-lined horse's bowl-sized hooves stomped down fiercely, intending to crush Zhang Chunyi into a pulp.

This time the attack came very suddenly, but Zhang Chunyi didn't panic at all.

The demon power surged, and the moment the green-scaled horse stepped down, a jet-black water curtain rose up, protecting Zhang Chunyi and the white ape behind it.

Boom, like stepping on gold and iron, the water curtain looks thin, but it is unexpectedly tough, and it just blocked the trampling of the green-scaled horse, but Zhang Chunyi's hasty defense could not perfectly block the green-scaled horse's charged blow after all. , after a moment of stalemate, the water curtain trembled violently, showing signs of breaking.

However, taking advantage of this brief gap, Zhang Chunyi and Bai Yuan had retreated, out of the range of the green scaled horse's attack.

As soon as the footsteps landed, locking onto the monster horse suspected to be compatible with water, the wind blade in Zhang Chun's hand whizzed out, while the white ape who followed him shook his ears and cast his eyes on the ground.

Hey, baring his teeth, Lei Gong showed an undisguised grin on his face, the blood in his body was flowing, black and red in color, exuding a scorching aura, the power like magma was condensed in his fist, and the white ape punched fiercely. off the ground.

At the same time, a small bag was suddenly arched on the empty ground, and a big silver-skinned mouse that looked like a mountain leopard jumped out of it. Zhang Chunyi, if the bite is firm, Zhang Chunyi will lose a leg even if he does not die, but what greets him is a fist the size of a sandbag, black and red intertwined.

The pupils trembled, looking at the fist that was getting bigger and bigger, the heart of the golden-bearded silver-skinned mouse trembled. This was the first time it encountered such a situation, but at this time it could not avoid it.

In the eyes of outsiders, at this moment, it seemed that it couldn't think about it, and insisted on bumping its head into the white ape's fist.

Bang, a punch landed, the air rippled, and the white ape hit the head of the golden-bearded silver-skinned mouse.

Squeak, let out a shrill scream, and the silver-whiskered silver-skinned mouse smashed to the ground at a faster speed than rushing upwards.

The earth and rocks tumbled, leaving behind a pool of warm blood and a gleaming front tooth, and the figure of the golden-whiskered silver-skinned mouse disappeared.

(End of this chapter)