Fulu Rubik's Cube

Chapter 659
Xiong Baixing knows Liao Yao very well. Although this guy is cunning and vicious, he has very strong eyesight, and the things he can fancy are absolutely extraordinary.

After all, the Southern Territory is the territory of the monster race. Although it is polite to the human race on the surface, once there is an interest, it will naturally not let it go.

I heard that the ancestor of Qianlongdong Mishen is going to celebrate his birthday in three months, and the ancestor of the clan is collecting treasures everywhere recently, so this is the opportunity.

Seeing the bear monster pointing the long knife at his back, Zhang Ke suddenly had the feeling of being bullied by a dog in Pingyang.

My dignified Yuanshen Zhenjun was blocked and robbed by a small innate monster clan today.

"Hehehe! Good eyesight!"

Zhang Ke drew the long knife from his back with his backhand, like a pool of autumn water rippling in his palm.

Zhang Ke's current strength has not recovered, and his inspiration is running sluggishly. Once he is in danger, he may not be able to respond in time.

Therefore, he carried the 'Bai Lian Shen Feng' on his back, but in order not to attract attention, he made a little cover up, and it is difficult for ordinary people to detect abnormalities.

I don't want to be spotted by a little embarrassing monster today.

When the Qiushui Bailian appeared in front of people, many people and demons who surrounded him all saw that this saber was extraordinary.

Immediately, a monster clan spoke loudly:
"Ah! What a treasure, Wuna human race man, I bought this knife for a hundred silver charms!"

One hundred silver talisman coins is just one gold talisman coin, so it would seem a little more.

A snake demon spit out the letter, and said in a piercing voice:
"This is the treasure of my clan, but it was stolen by your human race. Hurry up and hand in the treasure, kneel down and beg for mercy, otherwise I will never give up with you!"

"Qingzhuzi, you are so shameless, which one of your snake demon clan can use a knife, this is clearly my wolf clan treasure!

Hey, boy, hand over the knife, I will spare you today! "

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Many monster races saw the baby, and naturally they refused to let it go. The human race in front of them had never seen it before, and they must have come from other places. They would be a little embarrassed not to snatch him.

Many human races watching on the side had anger in their eyes, but the monster race was so powerful that they just dared to be angry and dare not speak out.

Zhang Ke couldn't help laughing out loud as he looked at the chattering monster clans in front of him.

"Hahaha~~! Hahaha~~~!"

Seeing Zhang Ke laughing, a group of monsters couldn't help but all shut up and looked at each other.

'Could it be that this human race was frightened stupid! '

But the awkward monster who was the first to notice the extraordinaryness of 'Bai Lian Shen Feng' saw something wrong.

There is no trace of fear in the eyes of this human race, but it is full of jokes and playfulness.

He felt a little bad, maybe he kicked the iron plate this time.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he stepped back slowly, sneaked into the crowd and left quickly.

Zhang Ke glanced at the back of the monster, but didn't pay much attention to it.

Holding the long knife in his right hand, he asked with a smile:
"I only have one treasure, and you all say it's yours, so which one should I give it to?"

A group of monster races glanced at each other and laughed loudly.

"This human race actually wants to provoke us to fight among ourselves. Do we really think that we are that uncivilized monster who drinks blood? Haha~~!"

"That's right, it seems that the wisdom of the human race is just a rumor! Hahaha!"

"Hahaha~~!"

Zhang Ke touched his nose, smiled and said:
"Don't get me wrong, I just want to see who is trying to snatch my baby."

The leading bear demon became impatient, and raised its bear paw, the bear paw the size of a cattail fan flashed a yellow light, and instantly grew to more than three feet in size.

Hu Hu Hang Feng slapped the top of Zhang Ke's head.

Zhang Ke moved his right hand slightly.

All the onlookers and demons suddenly felt as if a white line flashed in front of their eyes.

The bear demon's right arm was directly separated from the body.

Because Zhang Ke's shot speed is too fast, and "Bai Lian Shen Feng" is too sharp.

Until the bear demon's right arm broke and fell to the ground, the bear demon did not feel any pain.

A moment later, when the donated blood spurted out, the bear demon felt boundless pain, and couldn't help screaming.

"what--!"

The onlookers, people and monsters, were all taken aback.

Since the attack of the Zerg three years ago, no human race dared to make casual moves in the Yaozu territory for a long time.

The long knife stood up, looking at the blade that was not stained with blood at all, Zhang Ke praised:
"Good knife!"

Then he looked at the many monster races who wanted to rob him before.

On a mountain road on the north side of Hongyeji.

Liao Yao carried a package on his back and moved quickly, cursing from time to time.

He had sensed danger from that human race before, but he still felt unsafe after fleeing back to his residence, so he left in a hurry with some of the wealth he had accumulated recently.

Instead of reflecting on how bad his behavior was, he cursed Zhang Ke for pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

As he was running, he noticed a person walking slowly in front of a car tens of feet away.

It looked like a human race from the figure, rolled his eyes, ran behind the man quickly, and shouted loudly:
"Wu Na Human Race, you can find what I just lost."

The more he looked, the more he felt that the figure of the man looked familiar, and the voice of questioning couldn't help getting smaller and smaller, until the man turned around, raised his head, and asked with a half-smile:

"What treasure did you lose?"

Huge bean beads of sweat kept falling on Haoyao's forehead, and he groaned inwardly, why did this guy come in front of him.

After settling his mind, he forced a smile and said:

"Misunderstanding! Misunderstanding! My memory is wrong! You go first!"

After finishing speaking, he tore off the package on his body and threw it at Zhang Ke, all kinds of money and belongings scattered all over the ground.

At the same time, he used his body skills with all his strength, turned into a black smoke, turned back and fled towards the way he came from.

In an instant, he can decisively abandon the temptation of property and escape quickly.

It has to be said that this embarrassing monster has something extraordinary.

If he doesn't die halfway, maybe the Yaozu will have a great character in the future.

It's a pity that he ran into Zhang Ke today because he reached out greedily.

A white line flashed in the air.

The awkward monster's head fell down without a sound.

Zhang Ke is not going to ask Lian Yao why he can see that 'Bai Lian Shen Feng' is a treasure.

The left and right are just because of some of his talents or other things.

'Bai Lian Shen Feng' is a special Taoism condensed by accumulating the beliefs of all living beings.

I have been accumulating power all the time, the longer the accumulation time, the more joyful and purer the beliefs of all beings, the greater the power.

Under normal circumstances, Zhang Ke would not use it against the enemy.

Killing such little monsters as before will not arouse the power of the 'Bai Lian Shen Feng', only relying on its own sharpness.

Even so, Zhang Ke decided to put it away and no longer use it.

The monster clan in the southern region is powerful, and there is no room for negligence. The price paid before is too great.

Destroy the corpses of the monsters, and gather up the belongings left behind by them.

Zhang Ke transformed himself into the appearance of the awkward monster Alirang, and walked into the distance with his luggage on his back.

Qiuming Mountain.

Baicaoji.

In the brightly lit bazaar, many practitioners of both human and demon races are wandering.

The noisy hawking sounded one after another, it was very noisy.

Even though it was night, the shops were still wide open, and there was an endless stream of human races and monster races mixed together, getting along very harmoniously.

In a restaurant on the side of the street, Zhang Ke was having a drink with several practitioners.

Zhang Ke hadn't recovered from his injuries, and he didn't want to stay in one place, so he just wandered around, wherever he went.

These cultivators met by accident on the road, among them there are human races and there are also demon races.

Zhang Ke sat by the window, looked at the bustling scene below, and asked a little strangely:

"Everyone, is it like this every day here?"

Next to him is a wolf demon, tearing open a fat chicken to eat dripping juice.

Hearing Zhang Ke's question, he turned his head and glanced downstairs, and said with a smile:

"Arirang doesn't know that this Baicaoji will open a three-day fair every three months, and practitioners from all directions will come here to trade.

but"

The wolf demon scratched his head with his sharp claws, and said doubtfully:
"There are a lot more practitioners here these days than in the past. There didn't seem to be so many practitioners when I came three months ago. Is it strange?"

"Hehehe!"

A black-robed human cultivator sitting opposite smiled and said:
"Two months later, the ancestor of Qianlongdong Mishen passed his birthday. This is the ancestor's 2000 birthday, and he has invited countless demon cultivators from all over the world.

Baicaoji is the only way to go to Qianlongdong, so there are so many practitioners gathered here. "

Another Baijing human cultivator on the side said:

"Brother Yuanzong's words are not bad, and the younger brother also wants to learn a lot from this."

The young man in black robe was named Zhu Yuanzong, he was in the Golden Core Realm, and he came from the Hundred Thousand Mountains in the southern border.

There are hundreds of ethnic groups, and the five poisons and the art of witchcraft and intoxication are prevalent. Zhu Yuanzong is a disciple of the "Five Poisons Sect".

The 'Five Poison Sect' belongs to the fourth-rank sect in the southern region, and there are many masters in the sect. Zhu Yuanzong is usually arrogant and rarely communicates with others.

He didn't know why, but he felt that Zhang Ke was very kind, so whenever Zhang Ke asked, he couldn't help answering.

Little did he know that when Zhang Ke was struck by the half-lord of the Zerg race on his deathbed, the magic sword of the 'Nine Heavens Slaughtering the Devil' in the natal talisman flew out of the dojo and defeated his belief.

At that time, the faith, killing intent, unyielding sword intent, and softness of the fingers of the Zerg semi-lord all collapsed.

The Houdao Palace turned into light and integrated all of these into Zhang Ke's body and soul.

You must know that the Zerg Lord can control all the Zerg in the world.

Now Zhang Ke's soul contains the aura of a Zerg semi-lord, and the 'Five Poison Sect' is good at controlling the five poisons, so they will naturally have a good impression of Zhang Ke.

That white and clean human race youth also came from the Southern Border's Hundred Thousand Mountains, his name was Shi Shilin, but he practiced Gu art.

Gu art kills people invisible, and it is the most weird and unpredictable. Even in the southern region, it is deeply feared by practitioners of all races.

Gu art is inherited in the form of clans in southern Xinjiang, and the clans are extremely united and powerful.

There are three Yuanshen and Zhenjun in the Shi family, and they are also second to none among the [-] mountains in southern Xinjiang.

This time, the two came together to celebrate the birthday of the ancestor of Mishen.

Hearing the two talking, the wolf demon became even more strange.

"I heard that the ancestor of the Misty God is prejudiced against the human race. Why do you come here on your own initiative? Are you not afraid of accidents?"

The wolf demon's name is Zhuo Meng, and he comes from the Qinglang clan, which is the largest clan among the monster clans with a radius of ten thousand li.

Zhu Yuanzong smiled wryly and said:

"Who says it's not, I heard that the ancestor of the Misty God likes cannibalism, if we had no other choice, we wouldn't dare to come here.

A few months ago, a letter was sent from the [-] mountains in the Eastern Region, saying that the ancestor of the Mishen God was dissatisfied with the envoy snakes and insects of our sect, and demanded that the sect come to make amends.

Most of my classmates dare not come here, and I was also forced to rush to the shelves to be helpless! "

Shi Shilin on the side couldn't help but sigh.

His situation is basically similar to that of Zhu Yuanzong.

But Zhang Ke heard a clue from Zhu Yuanzong's words.

The [-] Mountains in the Southern Border are probably inextricably linked with the [-] Mountains in the Eastern Region.

Zhang Kelue pondered and asked:
"Who is this lost god patriarch?"

The wolf demon Zhuo Meng opened his mouth and downed a bowl of spirits, glanced left and right, and explained in a low voice:
"The ancestor of this mysterious god is a golden ring snake with six arms. It was suppressed in Fenglongyu in the Eastern Region more than 1000 years ago because of cannibalism.

Until more than 300 years ago, they escaped from the Eastern Region.

Because she has an innate spiritual treasure [Six Desire Misty Mirror], she calls herself Mishen Madam. "

Zhang Ke's heart suddenly shook violently, and a past event from the past flashed through his mind like lightning.

'Madame Lost God? '

'Six-armed snake demon? '

'Hehehe!So you are here, finally found you! '

"God is sorry to see you, and the retribution is not good. Is this God's will?" '

'The karma between you and me in the past should be over now! '

(End of this chapter)