Chapter 35 35. Big Demon
"What happened to you just now?"
The girl sitting on the bronze tripod looked worried.
From Qingniao's perspective, Chijiao stopped suddenly, then reached out and took out an old silver coin.
But there was clearly nothing on Chijiao. Where did he get this silver coin?
Li Xi'an did not answer. He lowered his head and looked at the place where the silver coin fell. When it touched the riverbed sand and gravel, it began to corrode rapidly. The silver luster disappeared visibly to the naked eye, and mottled rust replaced the original silver luster in the blink of an eye.
Then turned into dust.
The blue bird's eyes were also fixed on the appearance of the silver coin turning into dust.
"What happened?" she whispered.
The golden eyes took in Jade Bird's reaction, which showed that she was unaware of this ancient road. The Kunlun Ancient Road was not a product of the Kyushu Era, but the Hidden Era. That woman came from the Hidden Era and was a descendant of Jade Bird and the others. The answer lies in Kunlun, and he has to find out the secret.
If there was someone who wanted to hinder him... the creature shook its head slightly.
Even in Kunlun, there is no living being in the world who is qualified to hinder him.
The sound of breathing rose and fell, the golden candlelight flickered, and scriptures from ancient times emerged, lighting up his whole body.
This is following the changes in Li Xi'an's energy.
"Let's go." The dragon-like creature turned around and invited the girl on the bronze tripod. The golden glow in its eyes was majestic and cold.
It's like an emperor on earth inviting his concubines to see all the kings and ministers in the world.
The girl chuckled.
"Which one is the real you..."
"Any one." The creature replied.
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The first rays of dawn cut across the horizon.
The demons swarm.
There was a rising magical horse that broke through the blood-colored snow and rushed straight to the snow-white lotus on the top of the mountain. There was only an afterimage of it on the snow-capped mountain.
It is confident that no one can match its speed.
This medium is not fully mature, but its attraction to many rising creatures can still drive them crazy. This magical horse is one of them. It is neither the first nor the last.
Those big demons once broke out a bloody battle over this medium.
The bloodstains of the fighting dyed the snow-capped mountains red. Some of them came from the great monsters with fierce flames, but also from creatures as unaware of themselves as this magical horse.
The snow spreads and collapses in an instant. The hexagonal ice crystals mixed with seal characters directly submerged this divine horse. The snow covered its vitality, and was finally buried by the thick snow like a mountain collapse.
The creatures on the edge of the snow-capped mountains were crawling on the ground, trembling in fear.
There were creatures who looked up and could see four extremely high peaks around the snow-capped mountains. The one who had just attacked was a big demon from the peaks to the east.
The snow leopard made of white jade licked its paws, and its ice-blue eyes glanced at the behemoths entrenched on the other three peaks.
A green eagle, a golden mastiff, and a bull with terrifying energy.
They fought almost with all their lives, but they couldn't take advantage of each other. So they made a contract here, stopped fighting before the lotus flower fully bloomed, and fought with all their strength until there was no living creature in Kunlun who could plot against them from behind.
They first massacred the outsiders in Kunlun, and directly killed the creatures that did not belong to Kunlun when they saw them.
Later, they targeted the rising and powerful creatures in Kunlun, and a ferocious giant bear overlord was hunted by them together. That existence was so terrifying that it would be difficult for the four big monsters to get any advantage if they joined forces. If Qingdiao hadn't captured several of the bear owner's cubs alive, thus having the basis to coerce the giant bear, the battle would have been far worse. It will end so easily.
It can only be blamed on the bear owner being too tyrannical. It would be almost a dead end for any one of them to face each other.
If we don't take action in advance, there will be no suspense about the ownership of this medium. The big monsters want to prevent their own auras from interfering with the growth of the snow lotus. They stayed away from the snow lotus and sat on the four extremely high peaks surrounding the snow mountain, overlooking everything around the snow mountain and killing those who came.
Looking from below, you can only see a huge shadow like a mountain and a disgusting fishy wind.
Very few creatures in Kunlun dare to approach that bright red snow mountain.
It is difficult for those big demons to kill each other and lay each other down. Their minions will not really exert their force until the medium on the snowy mountain top is not fully mature. But when they meet, their fate will be no different from that magical horse.
But the fatal attraction of the snowdrop that is about to mature is wandering between heaven and earth. I want to leave, but my body can't take even half a step away.
In the east, the sun is shining.
Decisive power accumulated in the bodies of those big demons.
Today is the time when they risk their lives to fight.
The big demons looked at the prostrate creatures on the edge of the snow-capped mountains with stern eyes. They looked at each other, obviously knowing what the other was planning.
It is nothing more than using these creatures as blood food to replenish vitality after exhausting fighting.
"Roar——!" The golden mastiff stepped out first, the hair on its body reflected the golden light, and its energy and blood were burning crazily at this moment.
His Dharma is related to the sun. At this time, the morning light comes and breaks the night. His spirit sublimates and transforms under the accumulation! The Golden Mastiff walks around the world like a bright sun, scorching everything and leaving dark burn marks dozens of meters wide on the ground it walks on.
The Mastiff stepped onto the land of the snow-capped mountains. In an instant, the snow melted and the rolling waves roared down.
Living beings were caught in it and stirred far away, until strong winds emerged and calmed the waves.
It was a pair of green wings that covered the sky and the sun.
The green eagle screamed violently, and the medicine it had taken was detonated by him at this moment, and it was also transforming. The steel-like wings swept across the clouds, like a bolt of thunder falling from the sky and hitting the Mastiff directly. The storm formed even cut off the mountain peaks where it once stood.
This raptor is killing the wind!
The Mastiff is not afraid. The muscles of his right palm are like gold. He exerts force to tear open the earth and fights with the green eagle. The sun in the center of the storm remains motionless. There is a faint splash of blood, but it is quickly wiped out by the pervasive killing scriptures. In mid-air.
At this time, other creatures' desire for survival was already higher than their desire for snowdrops.
They regretted it and found that they could only be reduced to flesh and blood residue. The rising spirits of those big demons crushed their fighting spirit, leaving only the most basic desire for survival.
There is no chance of fishing in troubled waters.
Close to the battlefield where they are fighting, a ray of real fire or a violent wind can easily tear their bodies apart.
No wonder these monsters let them circle around the battlefield. The gap is too terrifying. This is an unequal opportunity.
The earth shook, and the bulls moved forward, like a dark mountain.
Every step of iron hooves shakes the mountains.
His eyes were scarlet, and he walked casually through the two narrow peaks. The huge horns were full of charm, and he easily pushed down the mountains.
Birds and beasts fled in fright, huge rubble flew, and some creatures that were suppressed to the point of being unable to move turned into blood foam under the iron hooves.
The pale ghost leaves spiritual snowflakes in its wake. Snowflakes fell into the mountain stream, freezing the waves in your breath.
"Oh?" Manniu said in a deep voice.
"You and that green-skinned bird are not simple, are you?"
The white jade spirit leopard jumped nimbly among the peaks, and finally stopped on a peak. The leopard's palm pressed the top of the peak several meters deep, and its ice-blue eyes looked down at the mountain like a wild bull.
"You and that yellow dog are not simple, are you?"
Manniu sneered.
The huge spirit surged among the mountains and died in an instant.
(End of chapter)