Leisurely cultivating life

It's no wonder that this little junior sister is a little angry. This secluded valley was originally owned by the elders of their master. The elders in the past saw the extraordinary terrain of this place, so they used it to accumulate treasures. Later, I don't know what happened, which led to the fact that this treasure has never been recognized. Take it out, and they didn't know until they found some relics of this ancestor in a dilapidated cave in the sect.

"Go up and take a look and you'll know."

His own sect is not far from here, Senior Brother Yinjia is naturally full of confidence, striding forward, and soon arrived in the valley.

As soon as they appeared, they heard unruly laughter, and there was undisguised sarcasm and ridicule in the voice, which spread far away.

"You're so weak, and you want to get a share of the pie. Are you here to seek death?"

"Ok?"

Brother Yinjia followed the laughter and found a blond young man standing on a strange pine tree with his head raised to the sky and wings growing on his back.

Behind him, the demonic aura soared into the sky and surged violently. Just looking at it made people feel scalp numb.

"It's a half-demon!"

When Senior Brother Yinjia saw it, his heart sank. This half-demon is a mixed race of human and demon. Originally, the blood of the two is not related, but there is always a contingency in the world. The half-demon is a new species that combines the advantages of both human and demon races. .

"Ha ha!"

The blond-haired young man laughed. He looked at senior brother Yinjia and his party, the scarlet tongue sticking out like a snake core, and the blood tangled in his nostrils.

"My son is very hungry at this time, so I just take you as a cushion and have a tooth sacrifice."

Half-demons, because of their blood, are hated by both humans and monsters, so most half-demons are people with perverse personalities.

As soon as the words fell, the blond young man grabbed it with his hands, his five fingers pressed down like mountains, the roots were pale, and there were countless curved script scripts shining on them, just looking at them made him feel sick and uncomfortable.

"not good."

Senior Brother Yinjia and the others were shocked. Senior Brother Yinjia, who had the highest cultivation base among them, had only just touched the Yin God Realm, and had no strength to resist such a ferocious half-demon.

As soon as their magic weapons and spells were sacrificed, they were annihilated by the vertical and horizontal demonic energy, leaving nothing behind.

Seeing that the big hand fell, they were about to perish here.

At this moment, a clear and clear crane chirping suddenly sounded, and a golden cloud came rushing towards us, covering half an acre, and with just a slight turn, the demonic power was kept out, making Senior Brother Yinjia and others

"Do you dare to ruin my good deeds?"

The blond-haired young man was stunned for a moment, and then he was furious, his eyes burst out with golden light, containing boundless killing intent.

Opposite him, at some time, a young man appeared with an ordinary face and ordinary eyes. He was wearing a big red robe with a dragon and tiger jade pendant hanging on it, outlining patterns and shining brightly.

Behind the young man, followed by a red-topped snow-feathered spirit crane, with an iron beak like a hook and eyes like golden lamps, staring at the blond young man, ready to pounce, ignoring the soaring demonic aura of the blond young man.

The young man looked at the blond youth and said, "If you are not convinced, you and I can do it together."

He spoke neither too quickly nor too slowly, calmly, but with a sense of calmness and confidence.

When the blond young man heard this, his face was angry, his back wings were raised, there was a sound of wind and thunder, he took a step forward, and was about to make a move, suddenly his expression changed, he stopped his movements, and looked up to the valley.

At the same time, the young man, senior brother Yinjia and others also looked at it, their faces changing color.

I saw the bottom of the valley cracked, and black water gushed out, non-stop, silently, and there was a kind of gloomy.

As soon as it appeared, there was the sound of howling ghosts and howling wolves, which seemed to come from the deepest part of the soul, and went straight into the soul.

Then, the black lotus bloomed, and in the center was a young man with a pale complexion, wearing black clothes, shining with a kind of luster of death.

The young man stood on top of the black lotus, his face was expressionless, and he looked a little dull.

But as soon as the young people appeared, no matter whether it was the unruly blond half-demon or the calm young man, their expressions changed and they took a step back.

"The burial man."

Most of the half-demons are fearless, but they also feel uncomfortable when they see the people in the burial door. For these people who play with death, even a stranger will be terrified.

For a while, the scene became so quiet.

The young man from the burial gate had a pale face, motionless and silent, like a silent statue, making no sound.

The blond-haired half-demon retracted its wings behind its back, looked at it fearfully, then snorted at the young man who was confronting him, stepped a little, climbed up the canopy of the tree, and began to close his eyes to rest his mind.

Until then, Senior Brother Yinjia and the others recovered from the shock. Under the leadership of Senior Brother Yinjia, they walked up to the young man and thanked him for saving his life.

Brother Yinjia has now clearly seen the pattern on the dragon and tiger jade pendant on the young man's waist, and his face is respectful, "It turns out to be the master of the Fa Huazong. If the master hadn't acted this time, we must be dead without a place to die."

The young man waved his hands with a gentle expression, "The things below are not trivial, even the people in the burial gate are alarmed, and there will definitely be more fellows descending, you wait behind me, don't run around."

The reason why the young man has such an attitude is because the sect behind Senior Brother Yinjia is a very obedient sect under his Fahua Sect, the kind that can be regarded as a hard-core confidant.

Brother Yinjia and the others quickly agreed, and the thought of taking treasures in their hearts had long since disappeared.

The comrades in the youth population, don't even think about it, they can be tied with him, there is no place for them here, and even their lives are lucky to meet the adults of Fahua Shangzong.

After a while, only the sound of jingling came from the midair, as if jades collided, and then a cloud chariot flew over.

There are exquisite bead curtains on all sides of the cloud chariot, which are half-covered, and a delicate body that can make people's heart beat can be vaguely seen inside.

"It's really lively."

The cloud chariot stopped steadily in the air, a soft and charming female voice sounded, and then a slender hand stretched out and pushed half of the curtain away.

The next moment, everyone present saw a beautiful woman who was so beautiful.

Wearing a thin veil of emerald green water, if the shoulders are cut into a waist, if the waist is smooth, if the muscles are fat, the eyes contain the clear waves of spring water, and the fingers are like cutting the root of a green onion, and the mouth is like Zhu Dan.

Its frowns and smiles touch the heart and soul, and it is so charming and charming that people can't help but sink into it when they see it.

Not to mention senior brother Yinjia and others, even the little junior sister, they all stared intently, their eyes blurred.

Even that young man feels like a fire is burning in his heart at this moment, and it seems like a cat is scratching an itch, unable to stop.

Chapter 795 Natural Disaster? Player

After hearing Zhao Yueru's words, the old gentleman couldn't believe it, and said, "Really?"

Zhao Yue stretched out his finger, and suddenly a spiritual light appeared, which turned into a magic talisman, handed it over, and said, "Fellow Daoist, it's ready."

The old man calmed down and took it with both hands. Just as soon as he touched it, he felt a spiritual light shining on him. He couldn't help being startled, but then he calmed down again.

With this man's supernatural powers, if he really wants to do something, he can do it in an open and aboveboard way. There is no need to beat around the bush and lose his identity for nothing.

After just a few breaths, the old man suddenly felt relieved, and he felt refreshed, as if the haze had dissipated.

Even knowing that this treasure is extraordinary, it seems that he no longer has to worry about his whereabouts in a short time.