How to become a wolf demon

Chapter 265
If it is in Xiniu Hezhou, under such circumstances, the common reaction of human monks is to disperse and flee for their lives.

Jianxiu has his own strength of character.

Lang Xing was overjoyed after absorbing the spiritual light that contained the earth system's heaven and earth rules.

One of the main problems restricting the advancement of the demon king is to comprehend the rules of heaven and earth, and the process of engraving spirit patterns on the demon core is very slow.

The sign of an advanced high-level demon king is that the demon cores are all over the spirit pattern, and the comprehension of certain rules of the world has reached a certain level.

The most common method is to practice magic powers. After the supernatural powers have been achieved, they can understand the underlying rules behind the supernatural powers while using the original supernatural powers.

This is a test of the practitioner's understanding.

But the shaman can omit the steps of magic powers, and directly pass the rules to the monster clan in a mysterious way.

Some are similar to enlightenment.

Lingwen cannot be faked, so Lang Xing decided to try to explore the secret of this magical offering of shamans.I can no longer run around in Nanfangbuzhou relying on the map that I don't know how many years ago. I need to understand the situation of the border here, and then modify the original plan to obtain the Xingtian Axe.

"I am willing to accept your kindness and offerings, so what price do I need to pay as the patron saint of your tribe?"

Lang Xing narrowed his eyes and looked at Sauron.

His state is very strange, his cultivation base is not high, but his eyes are extremely determined, and he has no common sense respect for the Sanxian Tiger Demon.

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The formation mask was broken, and Huang Hu was holding a tattered bag-like corpse in his hand. In the fist-sized bloody hole in his abdomen, wisps of sword energy were still trying their best to expand the wound.

With the other hand, he folded Jing Qihan's flying sword into several pieces. After the human-sword fusion erupted, the spirituality of this flying sword magic weapon was also greatly damaged, and it was no longer as sharp as before.

But it is a magic weapon after all!Lang Xing was heartbroken watching it on the ground. It seems that the level of refining weapons in Nanfangbuzhou is generally higher than that in the eastern part of Hezhou in Xiniu. At least Huang Hu doesn't care about the magic weapon of flying sword that has damaged its spirituality.

Haven't you heard of the new three years, the old three years, and the sewing and mending for three years?Lang Xing complained secretly.

"Little wolf demon, since you have accepted the offering, don't talk nonsense, you and those useless shamans are in charge of the two gold elixirs in the north, and I will go after the two in the south!"

He twisted the Taoist priest's corpse twice, like a meat grinder, squeezed out the blood from the corpse, raised his head and drank a few swigs, and threw the unrecognizable meat dregs aside.

"It actually burned the golden core, so that I can't increase the spiritual pattern by absorbing the golden core!"

Huang Hu cursed a few words, whipped up a gust of evil wind, and chased to the south.

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"The price that needs to be paid is to complete the entrusted tasks that are equivalent to enshrining."

"Now, please join us in hunting down those two Taoist priests. Even if there is no enshrinement, you should kill all the monks in this battle. Unless you run out of Yan Kingdom in one go, you will face endless pursuit from the monk sect. "

Sauron quickly explained to Lang Xing, worried that he didn't understand the current situation, and continued: "I don't know where the cave where you live in seclusion is. Strictly, the gods of heaven, such as city gods and land gods, will kill all monsters that enter the borders of the princes."

"The monk sect's attitude towards the demon clan is softer than that of the gods of heaven. It is allowed to wear a beast ring to show that it is walking as a mountain guardian spirit beast, but its status is no different from that of the demon clan. The number is very small, and many monster clans who can't survive these years feel that death is worse than life, and there are more spiritual energy and skills in the monk sect, and many of them take the initiative to seek refuge."

The reborn shaman rushed to the front, running faster than a moose, followed by Lang Xing and others, walking north.

"I came from Xiniu Hezhou, but I was not inspired by the mountain god you mentioned, so I can also be your patron saint."

Lang Xing took these shamans and galloped in the dense forest without flying into the air, but he never lost the two golden pills.

The shaman in the front was proficient in grasping the wind. From time to time, he stretched out his hand and waved it in the air a few times, then retracted his hand and sniffed the breath carefully, so he could tell the direction where the Golden Core cultivator was escaping.

"You have completely inherited the power of a water-type god's mansion, but you don't know the situation of the patron saint?" Sauron asked in surprise.

Lang Xing smiled awkwardly, knowing that he was referring to Wuzhiqi, he thought to himself, I can't tell you, I got this power by devouring the direct descendants of the water god you mentioned!

Obviously, Lang Xing used the Dapin Tianyao Art to devour the ancient blood, and the effect achieved was the same as obtaining divine power through the patron saint, which caused Sauron to misunderstand.

"It's just a coincidence.!"

Although after Lang Xing expressed his willingness to accept the offering, the shamans became more friendly towards him, he still maintained the greatest vigilance and said vaguely.

"The patron saint is more like our tribe's recruitment of the monster race through the main god we believe in. The source of our shaman's power is the great main god, but after the establishment of the heavenly court, our gods were not recognized by the heavenly court."

"It's like the relationship between a mercenary and a benefactor?" Lang Xing blurted out in surprise.

"Although I don't know the specific meaning of what you said, but in a literal sense, what you said is very vivid."

No wonder Sauron didn't have the kind of fanaticism to believe in the coming of the god's mansion towards the yellow tiger demon!
"So, you don't have to worry about our sincerity, that mid-level golden core is right ahead, please make a move!"

Sauron clamped the moose under his crotch and looked at Lang Xing expectantly.

Lang Xing released his consciousness, followed the direction he pointed, and locked onto the golden core that had ambushed him before. He reached into his robe, took out a ball of golden rope, and smiled at Sauron:

"Prepare your offerings. After seeing me make a move, your subordinates will know that it is the right choice for your Ewen tribe to show kindness to me."

The shaman in front who lost his natal beast put away the hatred in his eyes, and turned his head to look back in astonishment.

Boom!

Lang Xing's feet stepped into the air, and the huge force produced an explosion on the soles of his feet. The mountain forest shook violently, and a majestic momentum rushed out of Lang Xing.

Like walking through the clouds, Lang Xing traveled several miles in an instant, and the shamans chased desperately, but the distance from Lang Xing was still getting farther and farther.

Sauron passed by the old shaman with an indifferent expression. As his arm shook, the shaman's soul was pulled out from the top of his head.

"What's wrong is not that you have resentment, but that you are stupid enough to show resentment, and the person you hate said it in front of me!"

"Is this your decision to challenge me as the Son of God? Under the current situation, if the barbarians don't unite with the monster clan, how long can the tribe survive under the pressure of the monks!"

Sauron ignored the silent pleading of the old shaman's phantom soul, opened his mouth and sucked heavily, and the soul turned into a cloud of gray gas, and was swallowed by him.

Like a monster.

Lang Xing sensed Sauron's deliberate "performance" and saw that the effect implied by his words had been achieved, and the dragon fishing rope stretched hundreds of feet in an instant with a crackling sound!

(End of this chapter)