It was said that in ancient times, Cangjie and a great sage of the demon race read the Wordless Heavenly Book together. After reading it, Cangjie created the twenty-eight words and carved them on the stone tablet. These twenty-eight words became the ancestors of words and gradually gave rise to thousands of human characters. The great sage of the demon race also created the Twelve Demon Words. Unlike the human characters, which were used to record in books, the demon words were similar to incantations, which were used to kill. Each of the twelve incantations had their own unique effects and were equally powerful.
However, the toughness could not last long. This was the law of the world. The powerful demonic language gradually disappeared in the endless battles and no longer existed. On the contrary, the human language, which was only used for records, had a long history. Not only did it create the splendid culture of the human race, it was also spread to the demon race and widely used by the ancient enemies.
However, the Green-hill Fox Clan obtained a secret method that could make the ancient demon words reappear. However, if one cultivated the demon words, he would not be able to speak the human language, so Hu Yu remained silent.
The voice had disappeared, but there seemed to be thousands of demons wailing in the mind of the purple-robed man. Caught off guard, Hu Yu grasped the opportunity and dashed past Zhang Xuan.
The purple-robed man shook his head repeatedly to get rid of the noise in his mind. He was not angry but laughed, "Demon words? Is this all you've got? Then you're destined to die here today. "
The purple-robed young man's killing intent soared. He waved his long sleeves, and a tree beside him exploded instantly, leaving only a spear-like branch. He waved it again, and the branch flew toward Hu Yu like a black lightning. It was even faster than Hu Yu's figure. It passed through Hu Yu's back and opened a bloody hole. However, it did not stop and flew for another hundred meters before stabbing into the ground.
Hu Yu used his remaining strength to charge forward dozens of steps, then staggered for dozens of steps, leaving a trail of blood that was a hundred meters long behind him. Finally, he arrived in front of the branch. Holding onto the branch, he looked at the bloody hole in his chest and collapsed weakly.
A single branch marked the end of his life.
"I'm fine." The purple-robed man shook his head and said. A masked woman in black stood behind him. Although her face was half covered, from the fair skin that was exposed outside the veil and her graceful and exquisite figure, one could see that she was definitely an outstanding beauty. However, her eyes were as cold and deep as a cold well, making one feel intimidated.
"It's all thanks to you this time. Indeed, none of the concealment techniques in the world can hide from you."
"If I kill him, how can he use his demonic words? Help me call the Blue-eyed Evil Fox, Hu Bugui."
"Hu Bugui, no matter how immovable you are, I don't believe that you can keep your composure after seeing this scene. The bows and arrows are ready, we're just waiting for the cunning fox to fall into the trap."
The purple-robed man seemed to be talking to himself, but it also seemed like he was using a different way to communicate with the woman. The woman said nothing and stood there quietly, like a lotus blooming in the dark night.
Hu Bugui's demonic words before he died could not be heard by ordinary people, but they reached Hu Bugui and Hu Yan's ears. Hu Bugui, who was sitting on the chair, bounced up and ran toward the source of the voice. Hu Yan was a moment slower, but he also reacted and ran. Demonic words were Hu Yu's killer move. He would not use it lightly unless he was in a life and death situation. Now that the demonic words were spoken, it proved that Hu Yu was in danger.
Hu Bugui's figure rose and fell a few times, and he was already out of the city. Hu Yan realized that there was a huge gap between his cultivation and his uncle's. He tried his best to catch up, but the distance between them was getting farther and farther. Hu Yan, who was burning with anxiety, did not know how long he ran before he saw his uncle's bleak back.
It was the corpse of his third brother, Hu Yu. "Third brother, he …" Hu Yan said with a trembling voice.
"He's dead." There was no fluctuation in Hu Bugui's voice, but the surrounding air was so heavy that even the sound of wind could not be heard. It was as if the air had sensed the anger in this demon's heart and did not dare to make a sound.
Hu Yan felt his mind go blank, and his legs went soft. He knelt on the ground, and then he whimpered like a wounded beast. Not long after, he could no longer suppress his crying. His father and eldest brother had died in battle long ago, and his second brother was a wanton. Since he was a child, his third brother, Hu Yu, had taken care of him. To him, Hu Yu was both a brother and a father, and their relationship was very deep. He did not expect that after only a few moments, they would be separated forever.
Hu Bugui did not try to stop or persuade him. He looked on coldly from the side. When Hu Yan cried until his voice was hoarse and his tears had run out, his eyes were replaced by a hatred that no amount of tears could extinguish. Hu Yan suddenly stood up, wiped his tears, and strode out.
Hu Bugui asked faintly, "Where are you going?"
"Naturally, I'm going to kill that demon and avenge my third brother!" Hu Yan's eyes were red, and he said hatefully.
However, he heard Hu Bugui say, "The timing of my third brother's death was too coincidental, and it seemed like he was trying to lure me into a trap. There must be someone else behind this, and it might not be the two Taoists' doing."
"Then it must have something to do with those two demon Taoists! I'll find them first. Whether I capture or kill them, I can't let them go easily. "
Hu Bugui shook his head and said, "If it was really the two Taoists' doing, how is your ability compared to your third brother's? Since they can kill my third brother, you'll just be throwing your life away if you go. " Then he sighed and said, "If it was in the past, I would scold you for talking too much and not thinking too much. But I'm afraid that in the future, I won't be able to hear you speak even if I want to."
Hu Yan heard Hu Bugui's words had a hidden meaning, so he stopped and turned around. He saw a demonic little worm in Hu Bugui's hand. The little worm's body was burning with a green flame, and it kept jumping and changing its shape, forming a picture that looked like a word, but not a word. However, the flame was as weak as a candle, as if it would be blown away by the wind.
"This is …. Heaven's Secret Worm! "Hu Yan exclaimed in surprise. This kind of Heaven's Secret Worm was said to be the descendant of the Wordless Heavenly Book's Bookworm that ate the Heavenly Book. Regardless of human language or demon language, it originated from the Wordless Heavenly Book. Therefore, it could be used as a medium to recreate the ancient demon language.
It's just that cultivating the demon language was very difficult in the beginning, and the progress was slow. One also had to endure the pain of being bitten by the strange worm every day. Only after completing the foundation stage, one would be able to travel a thousand miles in a day. In addition, the human language and demon language were incompatible. After learning the demon language, one would no longer be able to speak or write human language. It was even more uncomfortable than being mute. Therefore, unless one had great willpower, one would not be willing to learn the demon language.
"That's right, Yu 'er had painstakingly cultivated the demon language for many years, and had already completed the most difficult foundation stage. After a few more years, he would definitely be able to recreate the great demon's ability to enslave ghosts and exorcise gods. It would be a pity to dissipate just like that. Your innate talent far surpasses Yu' er, and like me, you have the Evil Eyes. If you are able to take on the demon language, your future will be limitless. However, if you take on the demon language, you will no longer be able to speak or write. You will be like a piece of wood that is unable to express your emotions. Can you endure it?" Hu Bugui's face sank as he said.
Hu Yan knelt down again, and mournfully said, "It's all because I, Hu Yan, am unable to take on great responsibilities. I have trained all my skills into my mouth, and that's why Third Brother died so miserably. Nonsense, nonsense, I, Hu Yan, do not regret it. I beseech Second Uncle to use your technique."
Hu Bugui let out a long sigh, "Knowing that you have such a heart, Yu 'er will definitely be gratified. What else do you have to say? Cherish your last chance to speak."
Hu Yan silently kowtowed three more times, and suddenly, a green light flashed in his eyes. He used his finger as a knife, and cut his palm, and swore with his blood, "Grandmist Demon Monarch, I, Hu Yan, hereby swear that I will dismember the murderer who killed my Third Brother into a thousand pieces. If I break this oath, and am unable to avenge my Third Brother, then let a thousand swords perish on my body, and my soul fly to the heavens and earth. There is no need for me to descend to the netherworld, and I will be ashamed to see Third Brother's soul!!"
As soon as the oath was made, the moth in Hu Bugui's palm suddenly became spirited. The green flames on its body ignited again, and the green light in Hu Yan's eyes resonated with the green light in Hu Yan's eyes. The heavens and earth seemed to sense it, and the heavy atmosphere turned into a gale, destroying the trees behind Hu Yan.
From then on, the demon language began to kill!
Hu Bugui did not expect Hu Yan to make such a vicious oath, and after a moment of surprise, he felt gratified. He thought to himself, "Yu 'er, did you see that? Your Ninth Brother has finally grown up." Following that, he let out a low shout, and threw the Book Beetle out like a hidden weapon. The moth landed on Hu Yan's palm, and entered the wound on his palm. The wound immediately healed, but under the skin and flesh, there were traces of squirming. The worm moved up his arm, straight to his neck, and finally settled in his throat. There was still a green light flickering in his throat, as if Hu Yan had swallowed a firefly.
When the worm entered the wound, Hu Yan's eyes were already wide open, and the veins on his forehead were bulging. His face was filled with pain, and as the worm wriggled, Hu Yan also felt like he was being bitten by thousands of worms. He curled up on the ground like a shrimp, kicking his legs, scratching the ground, and rolling around, but he could no longer let out a cry of pain.
After suffering for a long time, four giant furry tails suddenly grew out from Hu Yan's back, like four giant snakes dancing in the air. The giant tails smashed the surrounding trees into pieces, and it was obvious that Hu Yan had pushed his demonic qi to the extreme. The green fire in his throat was finally suppressed, and slowly dimmed. At this moment, Hu Yan looked like he had a serious illness, and collapsed on the ground.
Hu Bugui kept silent, until he saw that Hu Yan had suppressed the moth, then he said, "When a fox dies, it must return to the hill. Before your Third Brother left, he must have been thinking about Qing Qiu. First, keep his body in ice, and when this matter is over, bring him back to Qing Qiu for a proper burial. You still need a few more days to be able to control Yao Yan, so go back and study it well. You still have to keep an eye on the Yang residence, and without my permission, do not act on your own! "
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