Immortal world space-time shuttle system

Chapter 151

Xiang Hong moved his legs in a daze, and walked forward step by step. Baqian uttered a sharp cry in his ears, which seemed to be very close, but also seemed to be far away. Xiang Hong could hear the sound, but he couldn't understand its meaning .

He walked forward blankly, numb and obedient, as if following the arrangement of fate, heading towards the end of disillusionment...

All of a sudden, Xiang Hong seemed to have returned to the quiet Lichen Valley of the Sun Moon Sect. Standing on the side of that deep pool, there were many shadows in the pool. cruising.

In the next second, two dim lights lit up from the bottom of the pool. They were the eyes of giant beasts, full of aura of desolation. In just one glance, they were like enlightenment, which made Xiang Hong wake up suddenly!
"what--!"

Xiang Hong yelled loudly, raised the dark thunder in his hand, and a black shadow streaked across the air, fell heavily, and pierced into his own thigh with a puff!

Anlei pierced deeply into his leg, and a sharp pain stimulated Xiang Hong's brain. With a muffled grunt, he woke up completely, and then gasped for breath, and collapsed to his knees!
Xiang Hong raised his head and looked forward. Before he knew it, he had already walked to the position of the dead bone in the arena, only ten meters away from the demon master.

And Qianggen, Xuedie and the gray-haired monk had already walked to the demon master's side at this moment, lying on the ground in a daze, curled up like a newborn child, like a flying insect that fell into a spider's web, their eyes were full of confusion, Fear and panic.

The demon master Wei'an's figure is much shorter than before, and his expression is extremely sluggish. Using his voice to cast the soul-hunting technique, it seems that the last trace of strength in his body has been consumed.

But the expression on his face at this moment was extremely excited. He stretched out his withered hand with only three fingers, slowly stroked the flower-like body of the blood butterfly in front of him, and said softly: "Good boy..."

Xue Die has regained her sanity at this moment, she doesn't know how she got to the side of the demon master, it seems that she has experienced a nightmare, or this nightmare has not yet woken up.

The sorcerer's hand brushed Xue Die's skin, cold and stiff, like a giant python spitting out a letter, walking on her body.

Xuedie wanted to scream loudly and try to escape, but the struggle with all his strength turned into a slight trembling of his body in the end, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, helpless and weak.

The demon master looked at the small blood crossbow in Xuedie's hand, and said, "Opening the Heavenly Blood Knife..."

Then the demon master looked at the silver soft armor exposed under Qianggen's tattered clothes: "Taishang Wuji wonderful armor..."

"It seems that the two of you are disciples of the younger generation who are valued by Xueguangya and Sun Moon Sect." The demon master spoke slowly, as if he was thinking about something

"Leave you guys behind, after I recover some strength, I should be able to absorb it better..."

Then, the sorcerer pulled up the right hand of the gray-haired monk, and cut his sleeve with his sharp fingers, exposing the monk's arm.

Then the sorcerer opened his mouth, revealing the upper and lower rows of withered, yellow and old teeth, slowly lowered his head, and bit heavily on this arm, tearing off a large piece of flesh and blood laboriously and clumsily.

"what--!"

The gray-haired friar let out a scream. The severe physical pain and great mental fear made him break through the demon division's insanity technique, and he was able to make a sound again, but this sound was like a ghost howling in the dark night, extremely shrill!
The sorcerer began to chew on the large piece of warm flesh in his mouth. He hadn't eaten for a long time, and the muscles in his cheeks had degenerated severely, and this bite was too big, which made it difficult for him to swallow.

The sorcerer chewed slowly and intently, the warm blood seeped out of the meat, moistening his gums, the strength of his upper and lower jaws continued to recover, and his chewing movements became smoother and smoother.

The low and rhythmic chewing sound echoed in the silence, the demon master finally crushed and smoothed the large piece of flesh in his mouth, and swallowed it slowly.

Warm flesh and blood streaked across the dry throat, slowly sinking into the belly like a red sun, the sorcerer closed his eyes, and let out a contented moan.

Then he opened his eyes, looked at the bleeding arm of the gray-haired monk in front of him, and frowned slightly.

The sorcerer stretched out his right hand to stroke the wound lightly, the gushing blood stopped immediately, as if it was sealed by a strange force, not a single drop leaked out.

The demon master nodded in satisfaction. A person who has been hungry for more than 1000 years cannot tolerate a little waste of food.Then he turned his head to look at Xiang Hong who was kneeling not far in front, and said, "What's your name?"

Xiang Hong was kneeling on the ground covered with spiritual crystals at this moment, and he had pulled out the dark thunder from his leg, and the blood dripped down along the edge of the blade, and landed on the bright spiritual crystals below, reflecting a dazzling light.

Xiang Hong's face was a little pale, but his expression was calm as usual. After getting rid of the demon master's insanity, he knelt quietly on the spot, neither fleeing nor rushing forward, but focused on the demon master, quietly Wait where you are.

Like a cheetah caught in a trap, although it is in trouble, its fighting spirit is not broken.

Still have a fight!
"Big Youth School, Zhang San."

Xiang Hong replied casually. He calculated the distance between himself and the demon master, and simulated countless attack plans in his mind, which were then rejected by himself.

Xiang Hong suddenly discovered that he still didn't know anything about the sorcerer who had said so many things before, even the name sorcerer, he couldn't be sure it was true!
A drop of sweat dripped down Xiang Hong's cheek. He looked at the demon master and asked a question hoarsely.

"who are you?"

After hearing this sentence, the demon master was silent for a moment, and countless complex expressions flashed in his eyes, remembrance, nostalgia, remorse, joy, hatred, anger, despair...

In the end, the demon master slowly sat up straight, and as his body gradually stood up, the entire spirit crystal array around him dimmed by three points again, almost completely losing its light, leaving only a little bit of faint light, like stars in the dark night, twinkling in the sky. The far end of the sky.

"I am a demon master, the hand of the demon clan. I once led millions of demon soldiers to break through the barriers and invade the Central Plains!"

The same answer, from the same person's mouth, has completely different meanings!
The whole world seemed to be captured by the demon master's supreme aura, which slowly faded away. Xiang Hong only felt that the huge coercion was rushing towards him like a huge wave, and instantly engulfed himself completely.

In front of the supreme gods, mortals can only worship.

"Pooh--!"

With a soft sound, Xiang Hong spat a mouthful of bloody saliva onto the spirit crystal in front of him, and said in a disdainful tone: "So what, haven't you been imprisoned like a beast for more than 1000 years!"

Xiang Hong's words hit the demon master's biggest pain point, a pained look flashed across his face, but he was relieved immediately.

The demon master looked at Xiang Hong, and said calmly, "You have such spiritual thoughts at the middle level of foundation building. You can be regarded as the top talent of the human race, and your mind is extremely tenacious, otherwise it would be impossible to resist my demonic method."

　Thanks for the great reward from Shucheng Huiying!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)