How to become a wolf demon

Chapter 374
The two agreed on the details of the initial transaction in detail, and Lang Xing tactfully proposed to leave it at this point. After all, it is not suitable for outsiders to be present during the treasure-taking process.

Lie Ke also breathed a sigh of relief. Although Lang Xing didn't feel any malice in him, the feeling that the initiative was always in the hands of the other party was very bad. He hurriedly made seals with his fingers and said goodbye to the Asura tribe. With a gesture, he turned and fled towards the abyss.

A moment later, a black flame erupted from the ground, and the figure of the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord appeared in it, "My lord, I have checked, and there are no high-level monsters around, and no other abnormalities were found."

Lang Xing asked him and Moyuan to guard the periphery, while he moved his body, jumped ten feet with a light tap of his feet, and quickly rushed to the direction where the fragments of the Xuanwu tortoise shell were located.

The closer he got to the location in Iron Bone's memory, the more calm the surrounding demonic energy became, the surrounding rocks were no longer black and red, but turned blue, and the water vapor contained in the air became thicker and thicker. After walking for several miles, Lang Walking suddenly stopped, the soles of the feet gently rubbed the ground, and a handful of wilderness moss grew tenaciously in the cracks in the soil.

He took a deep breath, the demonic energy was extremely scarce. To the monsters of the abyss, this area was like a desert. If the weaker monsters stayed for a long time, they might "die of thirst".

But for Lang Xing, the environment here is very close to the surface of the extreme northern abyss, and finally he doesn't need to consume monster energy all the time to resist the invasion of external magic energy. He hides his body and stays here for a while.

This is to be on the safe side, monitor the Hundred-Eyed Demon Monarch through Moyuan, and see that he is honest and has no intention of following him secretly, so he continues to move forward.

After the cup of tea time, the drops of water dripping from the rock wall above the head are like winter rain, pattering and bitingly cold.

Looking up, there is no green light source formed by the common abyss magic flies gathered together. The fluorescent stones in the cracks of the rock wall emit various colors of light, which are refracted by water droplets, presenting a colorful and bizarre scene.

A mountain peak that looked like a giant bowl half on the ground appeared in front of Lang Xing. The height of the mountain was about 200 feet. A carapace fragment on the back of the mythical beast Xuanwu.

Lang Xing released his consciousness, carefully perceived the mountain peak, and thought about how to take it away. His consciousness penetrated tens of feet into the mountain, and was suddenly bounced away by an invisible wave.

It was as if he had been subjected to a violent soul shock, but this time it was the basalt spirit armor that instinctively bounced back his consciousness doubled. Lang Xing found himself suddenly appearing on an ocean covered with sea ice, with a snake-necked turtle in the distance , The giant beast as big as an island is attacking him overwhelmingly.

Accompanied by the neighing of giant beasts, the sky suddenly became overcast with clouds, thunder and lightning, crashing noises, tumbling waves and torrential rain, making it hard to tell which side is the sea and which side is the sky, as if in a huge In the world of water polo.

The white wolf transformed by Lang Xing stood up in the water, and the phantom of the water ape appeared behind him, protecting him and walking on the waves. The wave attack power launched by the Xuanwu giant beast was getting stronger and stronger, and it walked toward Lang like a mountain. Press it.

Lang Xing is like an old man and an old man fishing in the sea. No matter how rough the waves are, I will stand still. Following his movements, a golden lotus flower will suddenly appear on the bottom of the sea. On the ground, wherever it passed, the waves were like phantoms, with astonishing power and power but without any substantial damage.

Lang Xing's eyes were instantly clear, it turned out to be just an illusion.

"break!"

With a long roar coming out of the white wolf's mouth, a dark red blood sun suddenly appeared in the sky. clear.

The giant beast was enraged, and rushed towards it with a majestic aura like a sea of ​​smoke. Hundreds of black water droplets showed boundless gravity, tearing apart the space, and vowed to blow up the overwhelmed ants into a pulp!
At the very moment, the sky-demon inheritance mountain filled with black mist and shaped like a huge bell, like a meteorite from the sky, slammed into the basalt giant beast with a bang, burning with flames of demonic aura!
Rumble!
The giant beast was smashed into the sea, but the hundred black water drops that should be Xuanyuan heavy water held the mountain tightly, and no more drops could fall.

The Xuanwu snake's neck suddenly stretched hundreds of feet, like a mad dragon going out to sea, the giant python turned over, the movement was extremely fast, breaking through the water from a tricky angle, and it was about to swallow Lang Xing in one gulp!
"go with!"

Lang Xing had already prepared his handprints, crossed his six fingers, his index finger was like a sword, and a small golden sword slashed across the void. The snake's neck seemed to be sent to the door, and its head was cut off by the golden sword!
The mountain-like body of the giant beast collapsed, and the breath of life was lost...

Lang Xing opened his eyes, sweating profusely all over his body, his feet were so soft that he almost fell to the ground, taking a deep breath, he slowly sat cross-legged in front of the mountain, first transformed into a zombie body, and took out several tall heads from the mustard seed bag High-level abyssal zombies are refined with corpse fire, inhaled into the abdomen, and then run the extreme roulette in the center of the Great Desolation Map to transform the corpse energy into demon energy while nourishing the spirit.

After a day and a night, Lang Xing turned back into a handsome young man with upright appearance, stern demeanor and sharp-edged face.

With a flash of his figure, he appeared under the mountain peak, his hands gently stretched out on the rock wall, and his consciousness was like water, covering the entire mountain peak.

"Sure enough!"

The corner of Lang Xing's mouth smiled slightly. Yesterday's fantasy battle was no less dangerous than fighting against the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord. If you don't pay attention, you will be destroyed by Xuanwu's most violent fighting will before you die, and you will become a walking dead.

After beheading the basalt in the illusion, the will in the tortoise shell dissipated at the same time, and it became a pure treasure, cutting off the connection with xuanwu's body.

Lang Xing had some doubts about Tie Gu's claim that Xuanwu was dead before, but now he is absolutely convinced that besides the four great beasts, who else has the fighting will left in the broken armor, which almost seriously injured his soul.

The death of the divine beast, the disappearance of the saint, the decline of spiritual energy... all kinds of signs appeared at the same time, no wonder there was a saying "Heaven is dead" secretly.

Will the mysterious and mysterious Tao also die, and where are the saints who are closest to the Tao and can even partially control the Tao?

He suddenly remembered the light and shadow map of the Three Realms he had seen when the Inheritance Mountain appeared, and there was boundless darkness beyond the Three Realms.

What is the Heavenly Demon who left behind the inheritance hinting at himself?

Calculating with his fingers, it was still a hundred years before the sky-replenishing stone on Huaguo Mountain was broken. Lang Xing calmed down, spewed out the original demon fire, and began to refine the mountain.

Ten days later, only half of the abyss zombies in Lang Xing's mustard seed bag remained, and when the monster energy was exhausted again, the mountain peak had been refined and shrunk down to a five-foot-square tortoise shell, which was reluctantly received by Lang Xing in the ring bag.

The tortoise shell of such a divine beast, entrusted to a master craftsman to refine, will be a high-level defensive magic weapon!
As the tortoise shell was put away, the original mountain peak collapsed, and a huge pit appeared. Lang Xing looked at the hundred Xuanyuan heavy water in the pit and made trouble.

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