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"boom!"
"Elder Wu!!!"
The disciples of the Royal Beast Sect, who were a little more stable, suddenly made a sound in unison, and their voices were full of panic.
"You dare!" The elder on the side was startled and angry, not caring to maintain the formation against Li Feng, turned the magic weapon, and smashed her head towards the girl who entered the second peak alone.
"Hahahahahaha..."
In the clear malicious laughter, the elder Wu Chu on the cliff banged from the inside out, and it exploded into a white ice slag. Amidst the rising ice dust, her ankle-length white hair fluttered, and the girl retreated backwards as lightly as a thin piece of paper. Lightning illuminated her hands that were bent into claws.
The elder who took the shot froze.
The intuition of death is coming towards the face. On the sea, tens of thousands of giant bows are drawn at the same time and aimed at the same time. The sound of tens of thousands of strong strings is converging into a strange sound that makes the scalp numb. The demons of the country have white hair, and the bone spears on the bowstrings are sharp and cold.
tick.
The girl fluttered back down to the top of the whalebone skull, holding a bloody heart between her pale fingers.
The heart is still beating, as if alive.
The girl turned her palms over, and the palms were facing upwards. The stiff and immobile elder and the other disciples of the Beast Fending Sect immediately saw clearly the heart that was being held by her. The heart was still beating, hot blood spurted out from the torn blood vessels, and the flesh on the surface of the heart was twisted into a human face.
That human face was exactly the same as that of Elder Wu Chu, who was blasted into snow dust.
——While gouging out the heart, Nu Xie did not know what method she used to extract the soul of Elder Wu Chu and trapped it in his heart.
In the storm, the sound of teeth gnashing at flesh and blood, and the shrill screams of life and soul, were exceptionally clear.
The expressions of the disciples of the Imperial Beast Sect changed.
Monster beasts have been eating people for a long time, and the disciples of the beast-fighting sect who control monsters and make beasts are even more accustomed to seeing live people being eaten by monsters. But like the scene in front of me, where even the souls are cut out together, even most of the elders have never seen them in their lives.
For a while, no one spoke.
The girl took a bite, chewing her still beating heart. The soul screamed shrilly, and the scarlet blood dripped down the woman's blue-white fingers. She slowly nibbled at the hearts of living people, but her eyes always fell on the elders who came over, and the light from her pupils was cold and vicious.
The last scream disappeared between Bai Sensen's teeth.
The girl licked the blood remaining on her fingertips without any hassle, as if she didn't know what to do.
"Cannibals..." The rain washed away the disciples of the Beast Sect on the Zhongfeng Peak, and someone murmured, "The ancient ruthless monsters ate people, devoured their flesh and blood, devoured their souls, chewed their teeth and tore their claws, for the sake of Those it devours must not…”
In the roar of the raging storm, the furious sea and the raging waves, the girl who was licking her fingers suddenly tilted her head, and through the heavy rain curtain, she instantly locked onto the disciple who was speaking.
In the face of those savage gold inhuman pupils, vicious killing intent rushed towards his face.
The disciple was so frightened that he slumped on the ground and screamed, "Don't eat me! Don't eat me! I just entered the sect, and I have never killed a demon—"
despair.
The disgruntled disciple's voice suddenly stopped.
A jade-white hand pressed against his shoulder.
The girl's long hair swayed beside her feet. She stayed where she was, with her clean five fingers hanging by her side, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she stared at the person who appeared silently behind the disciple of the Beast Sect. The person who came was dressed as a Taoist priest, wearing a blue cloth wide-sleeved Taoist robe, a hemp belt around the waist, and black cloth shoes.
The blue-robed Taoist seemed to have some kind of comforting power.
As soon as he appeared, the coldness in the air subsided quietly like winter snow meets spring. Most of the panic in the disciples' hearts went away, and the elders of the Fending Beast Sect, who had been facing a major enemy, seemed to be relieved and hurriedly bowed their hands to salute.
"I have seen Master Taigan."
"I have seen Master Taigan."
"..."
Hearing the sound, the disciples suddenly knew who was coming.
The Xianmen of the Twelve Continents, except for the one dedicated to the gods and ancestors, the Taiyizong who walks all the year round in the twelve continents, and the rest of the Xianmen have several ancestors who cannot be closed all the year round, and it is difficult for outsiders to see their life and death. Sitting in the mountain gate. This is also the biggest difference between Xianmen and Jianghu scattered cultivators. One sect has a long history, and no one knows how many trump cards such a sect has hidden.
The disciples of the Royal Beast Sect have always heard that there are several masters of the "Tai" generation in the sect who are in seclusion and guarding. Now it is the first time that I have seen a living master with my own eyes, and it is also the first time I know one of the masters who are still naturalized in the mountain gate. It turned out to be Taigan master.
Master Taigan, this name is not unfamiliar to the disciples of the Imperial Beast Sect.
According to the records in Zongmen Shanzhi, it was this master who presided over the unprecedented plan of setting the mountain as a hexagram, moving the mountain as a gate, and constructed the Longshou Lake covering an area of 100 hectares. Thus, in the study of wind acupoints, the "finishing touch" has been completed. When the Longshou Lake was completed, the long Fengshui veins of Xizhou were drawn in anger.
However, it has been thousands of years ago that Taigan Shizu was more mountain-pointed, and no one thought that he would still sit quietly in the sect.
Some people have a great time with Taigan Shizu's appearance, but other smart people have a keen premonition that the attack will be dark and dark.
——It seems that it is not just as simple as the battle between the demon clan and the fairy gate.
"The female sacrifice to the gods," Taigan Shizu said, his voice was calm, as if what happened in front of him was just a trivial episode in the long history of the Yu Beast Sect, "This sect is grateful to the nobles for the righteousness of guarding the ancient sea. God, you have good respect for you and others, and you are sincere as an alliance. You have never trespassed on the ancient sea and the cold wilderness. Why did you slaughter the people of our continent, eat the elders of our sect, and invade the mountain gate of our sect? What do you think?"
"Sincerely allied?"