Chapter 370: Three-pointed double-edged sword
"Good old fellow!"
"How dare you break down your grandfather's door!"
The tiger demon suddenly became furious.
It held a long whip in its hand and turned into a gust of evil wind, rushing towards the person who was coming!
The surrounding demons were not yet clearly visible, and only two shadows were seen intertwined.
“Buzz! !”
It seemed as if something exploded in the air!
The demons only felt their faces getting hot, and then they were knocked over by a violent airflow!
After rolling on the ground for a long time, he got up in panic.
Then, I felt a numbness in my ears.
My body didn't hurt, but my heart was beating very fast.
After some scarlet, sticky and moist liquid quietly flowed out, some timid demons ran away screaming.
Cheer for the king?
That was the scene that only old demons with long history could produce when they were under their powerful and ferocious power.
Although the tiger demon is ferocious, it can only live in a corner.
For many monsters, it is a stopgap measure to try to survive by hiding in tiger skin after having no other options.
However, there are also those who are brave and simple-minded.
He wiped the blood from his ears and nose, found a place he thought was safe, and watched the fight.
"What a wicked thief!"
"That's not bad!"
The tiger demon was wielding a long whip with its teeth bared, leaving some embarrassing scars on its sturdy body.
How could it know that there was something strange about the other party's Zen staff.
After bumping into it blindly, he couldn't help but suffer a loss.
Fortunately, its treasure is as solid as a rock.
This treasure is a gift from the upper realm. How can the creatures in this mortal world understand its mystery!
"So there's a spittoon on my chest..."
The man forced the tiger monster back with a stick, then took a step back and looked at the tiger monster's chest and said.
"Oh!"
The tiger demon sneered. Although the old guy's hands and feet were quite healthy.
But he was blind and did not recognize the rare treasures from the upper world.
This is normal. If it had a follower, it wouldn't have come here.
After all, it is...
Suddenly, the tiger demon realized something.
It was suddenly startled.
These days, it is living happily in the underworld.
I think the days on earth are slow and we should enjoy each day.
But I didn't want to be seduced by wine and women.
Live happily, live happily, and even forget the time!
Then, a fierce light flashed in its eyes.
This is an important matter and cannot be delayed.
Fortunately, I tried my best to swallow this old guy into my stomach.
By mixing with the fox demons and jackals around, you can also have one last meal to keep yourself warm and full.
When I return to the upper realm, I won’t be so free anymore.
"Old fellow, I think your time has come."
The tiger demon looked at the person who came and said viciously.
"If it were usual, grandpa would still play with you."
"Today, there is no point in playing around."
As soon as he finished speaking, an evil wind suddenly blew up in the hall.
The wind blew down the flies like rain, and the mud and blood stains looked like colorful snow!
For a moment, dust and fog rose up, and strong wind blew over the raised corners, and a shrill cry like weeping and complaining was heard!
"roar!!"
The next moment, a gorgeous tiger nearly half the height of a palace pillar roared out from the dust and mist!
It was the tiger demon. It had now transformed into its original form, revealing its ferocious nature!
It roared and opened its bloody mouth!
Suddenly, countless air currents intertwined like willow catkins, swirling and pouring into the tiger monster's mouth!
The things in the temple were even more shaky, with stones and wood constantly falling off the buildings!
But at this moment, the tiger demon seemed to hear some sound.
It listened attentively, and finally heard clearly:
"Meow……"
Where did the cat come from?
The next moment, it felt as if it had slipped and fallen into a deep lake.
Everything seems to be covered by a dark mirror and no longer looks as it once did.
At this moment, it finally saw clearly.
Where the monk had originally stood, an ordinary raccoon cat was standing there quietly staring at it.
That gaze was cold and penetrating, like an abyss...
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A path in the woods, overgrown with weeds
"Hush! Further south is a very dangerous and evil place."
The man leading the team whispered a warning to those behind him.
“Although he is not as ferocious as the old ancestor I met before, he is still an unreasonable beast.”
"If you attract it, we will be in trouble and be eaten by the beast."
The man looked very nervous.
In this day and age, traveling far away is a life-threatening situation.
But most of the people who travel with me have various helpless reasons.
Although life and death are powerful, there are also people who can be overturned by them.
After the leading man finished speaking, he glanced at the scholars walking behind him.
As the saying goes, scholars and warriors look down on each other. His family is wealthy and he has received instruction from masters.
Naturally, they look down upon these scholars who exude an air of poverty.
However, after all, we are colleagues abroad.
Since they both gave their lives, there's nothing much to say.
Compared to those useless people who are just a burden, these scholars are still relatively good.
However, since they had different habits, the man did not communicate much with them.
A group of people walked stealthily along the forest.
Along the way, it was very quiet.
Perhaps because the forest was too dense, the air gradually became oppressive.
The leading man wiped the sweat from his face.
He has reasons not to fear death, but sometimes the body and the spirit are not completely connected...
At this moment, there was a rustling sound of something running in the woods!
This made everyone suddenly nervous!
It is difficult for people who have never been to a real dense forest to imagine what it is like to walk in it.
The limited field of vision seemed to dull the senses or make them highly tense.
The sound of wild animals moving in the distance made it difficult to tell what it was.
A rabbit, a pheasant, a snake, or something else.
You will only know it when it actually appears under your feet.
The group had seen the world and knew how dangerous it was.
Evil villains are in power and demons are rampant.
In this wilderness, there are rural ghost stories.
No one knew whether the mountain not far away was a giant man-eating beast or a demon as tall as a mountain.
But the water route has been blocked recently, and it seems like Suicune is besieging someone.
They had no other choice but to ask around and find this dangerous path.
The rustling sound was getting closer, and just as they were extremely nervous, confronting the wild grass as tall as a person with their weapons.
A jackal scurried past them.
He didn't even glance at them, as if there was something extremely ferocious chasing him from behind.
"No, let's go!"
The leading man suddenly exclaimed, and he took the lead and ran in the direction where the jackals fled.
The people behind him were slightly stunned, then followed him closely.
And on a hilltop quite far away from here, the two were standing facing each other.
One of them was wearing silver armor and holding a three-pointed, double-edged sword.
On the other side, there was an old monk in a monk's robe, sitting quietly, leaning on a multi-ringed Zen staff.
" I thought it was a strange place, but it turned out to be an old acquaintance."
The old monk said...
