"Pata! Pata!! "
In the dense mountain forest, a tall black-robed man walked forward step by step. Beneath his feet were layers of dead branches and leaves. As he stepped on them, the branches broke, creating a short burst of crisp sounds. His black hair casually draped behind his head, and when a light breeze blew past, the black hair danced wildly. Looking in front of him, there was a purple mark on his forehead, and his face was as cold as a knife.
He calmly shuttled through the tall ancient trees. He walked towards the east.
"Bai Hu said that the north is Chu, the west is Zhao, and the east is chaotic. It's remote, and a few small countries are constantly fighting." Sakra left the Myriad Demon Valley. After pondering for a while, he walked towards the east. He pondered, "I can't go to the north, and I can't go to the Chu Country. Previously, the people who tried to capture my princess time and time again should be from the Chu Country. The Zhao Country is a big country that can stand on equal footing with the Chu Country. The Chu Country is also very stable. In this way, there will definitely be many cultivators in the secular world. It's easy to be exposed. I can't go there for the time being. Although the East was in a state of chaos, it also meant that these countries might not have the backing of powerful immortal sects. It will give me a chance to fish in troubled waters. "
Chaos was good. In chaos, people would die, and dead people would have souls. And souls were precisely what he wanted the most. He really wanted to know whether or not his purple King Mark would undergo some miraculous changes if he absorbed enough souls. He was more interested in the bodies of those humans. Although they were not as good as the bodies of cultivators, no matter how small a mosquito was, they were still meat. Moreover, the human body was born with a Dao Body. It was especially suitable for cultivation and was blessed by the heavens.
The essence and blood contained in it were quite large and pure. After refining it, it could also strengthen the body.
Unconsciously, Di Shitian's perspective of things had already leaned towards his identity as a demon. In his previous life, if he was a human, he would definitely not have such a shocking idea. Taking souls, taking human bodies, he did not care about them at all and planned to devour them all. Now, even if he was a human, he was probably a fierce person.
While thinking, he walked forward.
Along the way, he would take out a jade box and pick any good spirit herbs he saw. These things were all treasures. If they were refined into pills, they would be treasures that could increase one's cultivation. Furthermore, Di Shitian was much stronger than the others. He could swallow them directly and put them into the Dao-refining Cauldron. Naturally, the Dao-refining Cauldron would extract all the essence from the spiritual herbs. There was absolutely no room for waste.
"Imperial Wind Technique!!"
After walking for a distance, Di Shitian frowned slightly. The Southern Wilderness was too big. If he just walked out, he was afraid that it would take too much time. He paused slightly and spat out a sentence. Suddenly, the surrounding Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi fluctuated, and a black gust of wind blew from the ground.
Waves of Demonic Qi rose like smoke signals.
Di Shitian's body rose into the air in this black demonic wind. Hiding in layers of Demonic Qi, he quickly rushed to the east.
The spells in the Cultivation World were all full of Demonic Qi when he used them. Originally, this Imperial Wind Technique was used to control the invisible wind, but now, when he used it, it was completely the opposite. Instead, it was full of Demonic Qi. At first glance, one could tell that it was not a good wind. It was very frightening. Even if ordinary people saw it, they would immediately know that the person who controlled the demonic wind was definitely an evil and fierce person.
Riding the demonic wind, he whistled over the Southern Wilderness. Finally, he left the Southern Wilderness.
"Ow!!"
Just after Di Shitian left the Southern Wilderness, he continued to rush forward. He planned to find a village or town where people lived first, and then began to look for a zither master to learn the zither. However, just after flying over a few mountains and approaching the human residence, an unyielding tiger roar suddenly rose into the sky from a forest not far away.
"Hey, there's a tiger, and it's a tiger with the cultivation of a demon. In this roar, it seems that … it's in danger. " Di Shitian's figure hidden in the Demonic Qi suddenly paused. He raised his eyebrows, and a strong murderous aura suddenly rose on his face.
"Someone dares to kill my tiger? Tiger slayer, die!! " His eyes were bone-chilling, and the light that shot out seemed to completely freeze the void in front of him. With a shake of his body, he dispersed the demonic wind, fell back to the ground, and quickly rushed to the place where the tiger roar came from.
Since he was reborn as a tiger, he had also regarded the tiger as his own clan. This was like a human. How could a human watch a large group of his own kind be slaughtered by a different species? Killing a tiger in front of Di Shitian was undoubtedly violating the taboo in his heart. Therefore, when he heard that sad roar, a strong killing intent emerged from his body without thinking.
"Ah!!" At this time, in an open space in the forest, a young man wearing brocade clothes, who looked to be seventeen or eighteen years old, glared angrily at the three middle-aged men in front of him who were full of sarcasm. He held a green sword in his hand and pointed it at the three men, but his eyes kept looking to the side from time to time.
At the side, a big multicolored tiger was covered in wounds all over its body. Blood had already seeped through its fur. Its tiger's might was awe-inspiring, but it looked very bleak and desolate. Traces of grief and indignation appeared in its eyes. It pounced on one of the men in green again and again, but every time, the man in green controlled a golden flying sword to cut a terrible wound on its body, so deep that its bones could be seen.
The man in green had a teasing look in his eyes.
That tiger, in his hands, did not have the slightest ability to resist.
"What price did my brother pay to hire people from the Hall of Worship like you to kill me? Have you really forgotten the rules of the Hall of Worship? " When the young man in brocade clothes saw the dense wounds on the tiger's body, his eyes showed deep pain. However, he knew that even if he went over, there was no way he could help it.
On the contrary, he could only escape here by relying on the strength of his spirit beast.
After being chased for 3 days and 3 nights, Ou Yangming's spirit beast's power had been overdrawn to its limit. By the time Ou Yangming arrived here, he was already aware that he would probably be buried in this uninhabited wilderness.
Looking at the four men in front of him, he felt waves of hatred in his heart. As soon as he saw them, he had already guessed who had sent them. It was also because he knew that he felt heartache.
"Hmph, Second Prince, don't blame us brothers. It's really your brother who gave us a reward that we couldn't refuse." The leader of the group, a blue-robed man, had a cold expression. When he mentioned the reward, a hint of greed flashed through his eyes from time to time. He said, "The reason why you were able to escape so far was all because of this Spirit Beast by your side. However, you won't be so lucky today. You and your Spirit Beast will die together. I'm sorry. "
Although they said they were sorry, they did not look sorry at all. There was only a trace of greed.
"Third Brother, Third Brother, you're really vicious. For the sake of the throne, you actually did such a vicious thing to me, your elder brother." The young man in brocade clothes looked up to the sky and roared with grief and indignation.
"Roar!!"
Meanwhile, the multicolored tiger had finally reached its limit. It had lost too much blood, causing its movements to become slow. Finally, under the mocking gaze of the azure-clothed man, the golden flying sword pierced into his head with a 'pu chi' sound.
"Do it, get rid of him. Then we can go back and get our reward. "The blue-robed man in the lead waved his hand lightly and said coldly.
"Who dares to kill my Tiger Tribe? Tiger slayer, die!! "
Just as the blue-robed man's voice fell, a cold roar suddenly exploded in the air above the field. The sound was like thunder. With a loud roar, the surrounding trees rustled and trembled. Endless leaves rustled down from the sky. They danced in the sky. The sound contained a kind of soul-stirring domineering aura. A pressure as heavy as a mountain covered the sky and the earth. It surged over like an avalanche and instantly covered the entire area.
"Bang!!"
Just as he finished speaking, a tall and sturdy black-robed man stomped heavily on the ground. A terrifying power gushed out from under his feet. Suddenly, terrifying cracks appeared on the ground. They were densely packed like a spider web. A monstrous ferocious aura swept over.
The person who came was Di Shitian.
Di Shitian stood on the ground. His eyes were like sharp arrows as they swept over the area in front of him. After his gaze swept around, it instantly fell on the big multicolored tiger who was lying on the ground with a ferocious flying sword in its head. The light in the tiger's eyes had already begun to fade away. A kind of soaring resentment burst out from his body.
When he saw Di Shitian appear, he seemed to be able to feel the strong aura of the same kind that emanated from him. His originally fading gaze suddenly focused. He turned his head and looked back. Suddenly, a strong light flashed in his eyes. He said, "King …" He only spat out one word before the light in his eyes dissipated. The last trace of life in his body also disappeared.
"Damn it, all of you deserve to die."
Di Shitian's pupils contracted violently the moment the big multicolored tiger died. He narrowed his eyes into slits and a cold light with a murderous intent shot out like a sharp blade. He swept his gaze across the four cultivators opposite him.
Two Foundation Establishment cultivators and two Late-stage Weapon Refinement cultivators!!
"Demonic aura, what a strong demonic aura. Oh no, he's a transformed demon. "
The black demonic aura emanating from Di Shitian's body was unavoidably seen by the four cultivators. With this look, their hearts and souls were almost frightened out of their wits. Since embarking on the path of cultivation, they naturally had some understanding of some things that transcended the secular world. They also had a superficial understanding of the demon race. Of course, he knew what a transformed Demon Clan member represented.
It represented a powerful existence that even a Nascent Soul old monster would not dare to boast that he could definitely kill.
When they recognized him, their hearts almost jumped out of their chests. A look of fear appeared in their eyes at the same time.
"Why would a transformed demon appear here?" The blue-robed man howled in despair. If you want to know what happened next, please go to www.qidian.com. There are more chapters. Support the author. Support the original reading!
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