A faint, grey glow emanated softly from the edge of the icy fangs, sweeping across the face of the wild dog Daoist. The man lying in front of him was the very culprit who had personally destroyed the Blood Refining Hall.
His eyes flashed with a fierce light, as if some thought was struggling within him. This opportunity was indeed rare and not to be missed. Ordinarily, Gui Li was a formidable figure, and Ye Quan didn't dare think that he could kill this man. But now, he seemed to have lost his will, presenting a perfect chance for revenge.
A fierce glint flashed in the eyes of the wild dog Taoist, and his Beast Tooth Treasure chopped down.
The wind was whispering, and a faint, sharp crack suddenly pierced the stillness of this deep night.
The treasure had not yet reached his body, but the wind had already blown onto that decadent man. His disheveled hair was blown open, revealing a face with closed eyes.
His complexion was somewhat pale, the wild dog Taoist thought in his heart for a moment, he had never seen such a strange man as Gui Li, and he couldn't figure out what kind of thing could make this originally strong-looking person lose his spirit like death.
However, he didn't want to know that in his heart, Lianxuetang had always been a very important existence, and this importance far exceeded the old master who originally held the power of Lianxuetang. So after being forced into a desperate situation by Gui Li and others, the old masters surrendered one after another, but only Ye Gou Dao Ren unexpectedly persisted.
Now is the perfect chance for revenge!
The wild dog has already begun to imagine the scene of blood splashing out and splattering on his face, but at that moment, he suddenly thought: if he killed this man, would the little ring behind him be sad and heartbroken? Maybe she would ignore me from then on...
After all, there is an unknown past between Xiaohuan and Guili that the wild dog Taoist doesn't know about. But just by looking at how Xiaohuan insists on bringing Guili along to take care of him, it's clear what their relationship is like.
The wild dog's path was unknown, but in that instant, countless thoughts flashed through his mind. However, the beast tooth in his hand ultimately broke through the air and stabbed down!
Right before his eyes, it had reached the throat of the decadent man and was about to pierce through.
A gigantic arm suddenly stretched out from the darkness.
Silently, like a ghost, it suddenly appeared in front of Ye Dog Dao Ren. The huge palm didn't even give Ye Dog Dao Ren time to react before it abruptly and forcefully grasped the Beast Tooth Treasure in its hand.
The powerful momentum of the beast's teeth still brought the giant hand down a little, but it was just that little distance. After that, the whole beast's teeth were like iron casting, caught in the giant hand, unable to move or struggle, stuck at the ghostly throat, just a little bit short of piercing the neck, but no matter how hard the wild dog Taoist tried to exert his strength and magic, he couldn't go down even a tiny bit further.
The stray dog's face turned pale with fright, and as it looked up, it felt its blood run cold in an instant. In the darkness above itself, three burning flames suddenly appeared, forming a triangular shape. Especially the topmost flame, which seemed to have a faintly majestic golden color and a sinister, ferocious crimson hue.
The wild dog Daoist wouldn't know even if he cracked his skull, why the golden color representing demon-subduing abilities and the blood-sucking red could mix together, but at this moment he could only sense that this dark monster could grab his beast tooth with just one hand, this level of cultivation was far beyond his own capabilities.
In the surrounding invisible darkness, suddenly like a silent roar, as if some monster let out a scream, in an instant the darkness rushed up, and it seemed to swallow him whole.
The wild dog Taoist didn't dare to stay any longer, and almost subconsciously released the beast tooth treasure in his hand. He turned around and flew out, and at the moment he flew out, a fierce gust of wind blew from top to bottom, blasting a large pit on the spot where he was originally standing, making a loud roar, and the entire small mountain seemed to shake.
In the distance, Zhou Yi Xian and Xiao Huan were awakened by this strange movement at the same time. They turned to look, but only saw Ye Quan's body flying back, falling near the bonfire. After landing, he couldn't even stand still, stumbling backwards for several steps.
And on his face, there was a look of horror, and he muttered in a hoarse voice: "Monster... monster..."
Xian and Xiaohuan looked back at the same time on Monday, and after a moment, they also changed color.
In the darkness, just where Gui Lie was lying, a huge figure slowly emerged from the darkness. Its feet were on the ground and its arms were over its knees. At first glance, it was at least 40 or 50 meters tall, far surpassing everyone present. As people looked up, they could only gaze upwards in awe.
At the very top, the three burning flames were originally the monster's eyes. Huge and sharp fangs appeared in its mouth, and its muscular body was full of murderous intent everywhere.
Xian took a deep breath and whispered: "Three-eyed spirit... no, it's the three-eyed ferocious monkey."
Xiao Huan was taken aback and exclaimed: "Grandfather, what did you say? Could it be Xiao Hui?"
Xian let out a cold hum and pulled Xiao Huan back, retreating backwards as he angrily asked the wild dog: "What have you done to provoke this monster?"
The stray dog walked silently.
On Monday, Xian looked at him with this appearance, and was even more enraged. Just as he was about to burst into a loud scolding, suddenly a furious roar was heard from the front. It was the three-eyed fierce monkey, its eyes were like blood, and its huge body suddenly rose into the air. In an instant, the wind sounded loudly, and a shadow covered over.
Zhouyi Xian and the other three were pale, scattered and fled, while Xiao Hui, who had transformed into a giant ape, seemed to have been provoked by the wild dog Dao Ren's intention to harm his master, with fierce eyes and no mercy.
The three of them narrowly avoided it, and Xiao Hui's massive hand slammed down, creating a loud crash. Another huge pit appeared on the thick ground, and even the bonfire nearby was instantly scattered by this powerful blow. The remaining flames and ashes danced in the air, illuminating Xiao Hui's enormous body like a demon from legend.
"Ugh...!"
The enraged giant roared, waving his right hand, a gray light flashed by, and he rushed towards the wild dog Taoist like a whirlwind, arriving in front of him in an instant.
A stray dog was running along the road when it suddenly felt a strong gust of wind hitting its face. Before it could even react, the force of the wind almost tore through its skin, causing it to let out a loud yelp as it desperately dodged to the side. As soon as it moved, it felt a searing pain in its back, and that was when the gray light grazed past its back. The stray dog's body shook violently, feeling an enormous force surging forth from behind it like a tsunami, and before it knew it, a mouthful of blood had already spurted out.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a gray light flashing by, which was actually his own Beast Tooth Treasure.
Before he could even let out a bitter laugh, the giant ape's massive body suddenly appeared above him, and with a loud crash, it came down. The Wild Dog Taoist wanted to dodge, but his body felt numb, and he couldn't move. He could only let out a long sigh, close his eyes, and wait for death.
Just as Xiao Hui was about to tear the wild dog into pieces, a huge body came crashing down from mid-air. Zhou Yi Xian and Xiao Huan stood by in shock, at a loss for what to do. Suddenly, Xiao Hui's body underwent a strange transformation - his massive frame suddenly twisted backwards, and with an extremely strange and comical posture, he fell onto the ground with a thud, his buttocks facing upwards.
Bang!
This guy is still sitting with an air of majesty, his voice thundering. Xiao Hui let out a "Wu" in confusion, and the giant scratched his head, looking around.
Zhou Xian and Xiao Huan, as well as the stray dog Dao Ren who had narrowly escaped death, all looked on at the same time.
The ghostly Ji suddenly appeared behind Xiao Hui, his face filled with a sense of loss, but his right hand had grabbed onto Xiao Hui's tail. It seemed that he was the one who had pulled Xiao Hui down from mid-air just now, saving Ye Quan Dao Ren's life in the nick of time.
Xiao Hui's three eyes blinked, and he suddenly barked a few times at the man who was only half his height. However, Gui Li shook her head lightly.
Xiao Hui's body suddenly shook violently, and after a moment, the sound of cracking bones echoed through the air. In the stunned gaze of Zhou Yi Xian and the others, the giant ape suddenly shrunk down. Before long, its massive body transformed back into the original adorable three-eyed monkey. It looked around for a moment before leaping onto Gui Li's shoulder with a whoosh.
The ghost slowly stretched out his hand and touched the monkey's head. Xiaohui blinked with three eyes, looking somewhat unwilling. "Squeak" called twice, at the same time pointing to the wild dog with one hand.
The stray dog was startled in his heart, but found that Gui Lie also looked at him, then heard him say: "Do you want to kill me?"
The stray dog's face changed color, and he felt the strange gaze of the little ring beside him, but somehow, under that gaze, his heart was filled with an inexplicable sense of injury, and his mouth involuntarily shouted out loud:
"Not bad, I'm going to kill you! You destroyed my Blood Refining Sect and killed many of my fellow disciples. Today, I'll take revenge on you, shouldn't I?"
The ghostly figure didn't say a word, but instead gazed at him coldly. The little grey creature on his shoulder had quieted down and let out a "squeak" as if mocking the wild dog.
The stray dog felt uneasy under the fierce stare of the ghost, while the silent gaze of the little ring beside him made him even more restless. Under the torture, he gritted his teeth and shouted: "If you want to kill me, just do it, what are you staring at?"
The ghost slowly withdrew his gaze from the fierce-looking wild dog in front of him, and his expression also gradually changed.
A few parts desolate, a few parts melancholy, a few parts heartbroken, a few parts painful...
"Why should I kill you? If killing people could save her, I would have killed everyone in the world by now..." He muttered to himself in a low voice, his tone soft and fleeting. "It's been ten years... what else have I done besides killing? What am I still living for?"
His face turned pale, his body slowly turned around, and he actually ignored everyone else and walked away alone.
The wild dog was shocked, but the little ring standing beside him suddenly changed his face and ran after him. Zhou Yi Xian was greatly surprised and hastily stretched out his hand to grab, but unexpectedly grabbed nothing.
Only a small ring saw a burst of running and caught up with Gui Li, grabbed his hand and said: "What's wrong with you? Where are you going?"
Gui Li was taken aback by her question, and for a moment, he only felt the entire world shaking, with only those four words thundering in his ears!
"Where are you going?...... Where are you going?...... Where are you going?......"
"Where can I go?"
The man suddenly raised his head and gazed up at the sky!
That inky black sky, deep and profound, endless and boundless, didn't have a single ray of light, the darkness that filled the entire sky and covered the earth rushed down, drowning his figure...
Where should I go...
In the darkness, there is a soft whisper, quietly asking.
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Southern Xinjiang border, Seven-li Ditch.
A sorrowful atmosphere enveloped the entire valley, countless Miao people surged from all directions, standing on both sides of the road leading to the half-mountain altar. There were old men, children, strong men and women. In everyone's eyes, there was endless sadness, some women began to cry slowly, soon, sobbing sounds came from all over the crowd.
The green dragon followed closely behind Miao Zu Long Tu Ma Gu, solemnly holding in his hands a small blue flower vase containing the ashes of the late witch doctor, slowly walking towards the altar.
Pairs of eyes all gazed at the small blue flower vase, young people clenched their fists, women were crying, and the faces of the elderly had only a bleak color.
The head of the tribe, Tu Ma Gu, remained silent as well, his face pale and gloomy, but he seemed to be more accepting of this fact than the other Miao people.
Through the crowds in the alley, through the sorrowful eyes, the mountain wind blows gently, sweeping over the small jar, as if there is a soft sound, like a song, like comfort.
This is the land of my hometown!
Qing Long had already seen countless grand scenes, but at this moment, he was solemn-faced, following closely behind the leader of the Tu Ma Bone Tribe, walking to the front of the half-mountain altar.
On the platform in front of the altar, a group of wizards had already stood, with the older ones having white hair and the younger ones still having black hair, but they all had the same reverence in their eyes.
The oldest-looking wizard walked slowly up, bowed deeply to the Qinglong and said a few words in Miao language. The Qinglong did not dare to be slow, returned the courtesy and listened respectfully, but he didn't understand the Southern Miao language, so he turned his head to look at the tribal leader, Tuma Gu.
Tuma Bone said in a low voice, "This is the White Goat Shaman, now the leader of the shaman on the altar. He greets you and thanks you very much for bringing back the remains of the great shaman."
Qing Long said solemnly: "The great witch doctor is highly respected and has worked tirelessly for our Gui Wang Zong, what I am doing now is just a matter of course."
Tuma Bone translated his words in a low voice to the White Goat Shaman, who nodded and took a step forward, coming before Qing Long and extending both hands.
Qing Long solemnly handed over the small blue flower vase in his hand to him.
The white sheep wizard received it with great care, and at the moment he received it, all the wizards around him suddenly broke their silence and began to chant a strange scripture in Miao language. The sound was faint, illusory, like a ghostly whisper, like a cold moon's gentle chill.
The curse grew louder and louder, echoing far and wide, reverberating among the mountains of Qiliang. From afar, from the foot of the mountain, amidst the crowd, a wave of sobbing sounds emerged.
The white sheep shaman bowed to the green dragon and Tu Ma Gu, turned around and carried a small vase with green flowers into the altar, followed by other shamans. The green dragon looked at all this, still echoing in his ears was the sound of sobbing from afar, and he couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
Tuma's face turned gloomy, and he said in a low voice: "The Miao people from top to bottom, thank you for sending the great shaman back to his hometown."
"The young master is too polite," Qing Long said with a serious expression. "The great wizard has done a great favor to our Gui Wang Sect, and we admire him just as much as you do. Our sect's ghost king originally wanted to personally escort the master back, but unfortunately he really had something on his hands and couldn't split himself up, so he specially entrusted me to apologize to you all."
Tuma Bone nodded and said: "Your Majesty Ghost King is too polite, I don't dare. Please come this way."
Having said that, he stretched out his hand and invited Qinglong to walk towards the altar.
Qinglong's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but feel strange. He had thought that this altar was a restricted area, not somewhere outsiders could come and go as they pleased. Could it be that the clan leader still had something to say to him?
He thought so, but his feet still walked in that direction. As expected, only Tuma Bone accompanied Qinglong into the altar, and the other Miao warriors who followed him did not come with him. The group of shamans from earlier also disappeared, probably entering the depths of the altar.
Seeing no one around, Tu Ma Gu stopped in his tracks, and Qing Long also came to a halt, looking at the complex expression of the Miao tribe's chief, saying in a low voice: "What's wrong, Chief? Is there something else?"
Tu Ma Gu hesitated for a moment and said: "I indeed have one more thing to ask of Your Excellency."
"Please speak."
Tuma Gedao said: "The young man who came to our Miao village of Qi Li Dang last time and took away the great witch doctor, I wonder how he is now?"
The Azure Dragon was taken aback, and the ghostly figure of a fierce warrior flashed across his mind. After a moment's contemplation, he said, "To be frank with you, Tribal Elder, that young man is actually the Deputy Sect Master of our Ghost King Sect, but at present, he is so grief-stricken that few people know where he has gone."
Tu Ma's face showed a look of disappointment, but he immediately composed himself and remained silent for a long time before saying, "Then please trouble yourself to pass on a message from me when you see him next."
The Azure Dragon felt a slight unease in his heart, but still nodded and said, "Please speak, Clan Leader."
Tu Ma Gu's eyes gazed into the dark depths of the altar, his voice also becoming somewhat ethereal as he said: "Please inform him that on that day at the Nanjiang Qili Duan altar, an old man made a request to him, and hopes that he will remember it in his heart."
Qing Long furrowed his brow, he was also an extremely intelligent person, and after listening only once, he knew that most likely Gui Li had promised the Miao tribe something. The great witch doctor decided to rescue Bi Yao in such a reckless manner, unfortunately Gui Li was not present, otherwise Qing Long really wanted to ask what kind of matter could be so important.
With this thought in mind, Qing Long's face didn't reveal anything, he just nodded solemnly and said: "Don't worry, Clan Leader, I will definitely bring him back."
Tu Ma Gu sighed and was about to say something else when suddenly a sharp whistle came from far away outside the altar.
The howling sound seemed to come from the horizon, continuous and unrelenting, yet muffled as if it came from the depths of the underworld, filled with murderous intent, with a deep and endless malevolence, rolling in.
In an instant, under the clear sky and bright day, the entire Seven Mile Fort mountain range was filled with wailing ghosts, countless ferocious beasts howling and roaring, shaking the valleys, thunderbolts bursting forth one after another, like giant waves of a turbulent sea, instantly engulfing the small island of Seven Mile Fort.
Tu Ma's bones suddenly changed color, and even Qing Long's face slightly moved. The two of them simultaneously flew towards the outside of the altar, only to see that above this piece of land in Qili Valley, the originally clear blue sky had been covered by dark black clouds at some unknown time.
The shrill whistling sound continued to rumble, the dark clouds surged, and the Miao people at the foot of the mountain were frightened and lost, with loud screams from children and women.
A gust of cold wind blew out from the dark clouds in the sky, like a proud demon, sneering at the earth.
The sound of rapid footsteps finally approached, and from a distant mountain top appeared the first massive figure.
The white skeleton was particularly eye-catching under the black cloud, but the three pairs of colorful wings behind it were strangely beautiful. However, these beautiful wings grew on a giant snake's body that had nothing left but its head and white bones, making it look especially terrifying.
A nearly three-zhang-long white bony snake, shaking the three pairs of wings on its back, the snake letter on its head swallowing and spitting out continuously, spraying a stock of black air.
A moment later, from behind and beside the white-boned snake, as well as from the undulating mountain ranges surrounding Qili Valley, countless strange and bizarre demons and monsters emerged amidst endless wails of ghosts. They shrieked, grinned savagely, wielded weapons, and brandished sharp claws, charging down the mountains and pouncing into the valley, sending the terrified people into a state of utter panic.
At this moment, in the sky above, a loud thunderclap suddenly burst forth amidst the howling wind, with a deafening roar that shook heaven and earth, accompanied by a faint, mournful cry.
Exquisite...
