Chapter 406: Raising a child really makes people old prematurely

In the extreme north of Zhongzhou, although the spiritual energy here is pure, it is difficult to absorb because of the harsh environment and extremely cold temperature, so it is seldom visited by people, with only a few tribes and monsters that were born here.

But at this moment, the snowy land is polluted by dirt and black, just like after the outer skin of a mineral crystal is cut open, there is a piece of dirt and cracks in the crystal, which greatly reduces the value of the crystal and makes it useless.

Now those creatures hidden in the white snow have completely disappeared, and only a few spiritual lights split the dim sky.

"I said seeing such a dark area would bring trouble. The iceberg has melted so much, it must be a bad sign, don't you believe it!" Yuan Ye shouted loudly while controlling the puppet to crush the evil demon.

"Nonsense, why are we here for inspection? Don't you have any idea?" Ni Jinxuan whipped the whip quickly and shouted loudly.

Yan Qing collapsed, "I took a look and found that the human forms of these evil demons were not too crooked, just so ordinary, so I said it would bring trouble."

Hou Cang's ears hurt because of the noise. Obviously, he came to the north to find a quiet and deserted place to avoid dealing with people, but how can these three children make noises like a hundred people?

This is killing the enemy, this is on the battlefield, one by one, making noises like playing house.

"I'm saying, can you calm down, stop quarreling, think calmly, learn from your junior uncle, and use your brains!"

Three years have passed, three whole years, and Hou Cang still can't adapt to the level of quarreling of this group of people. In the past, he would remain calm even if the sky was falling, but now he has become worried and frowning.

Raising children really makes people old and premature.

"We use our brains by quarreling! The three of us can always beat a junior uncle!" Yuan Ye replied.

"Yes, yes! What we mean is that this evil demon is not right. They are now organized and disciplined. There can't be a leader!" Ni Jinxuan said naggingly, whipping each evil demon one by one.

The group chattered, but they didn't forget the key points.

Just after Ni Jinxuan said that, a black figure descended from the sky. When he landed, all the evil demons bowed their heads and knelt on the ground, and the encirclement that was fighting with the four people also receded like a tide.

Like a huge rock thrown into a shallow pit, it forced out a vacuum zone in the middle.

The man hadn't raised his head yet, but the tall figure and the gloomy sense of oppression made the three people present think of the same person for no reason.

But is that thing so lucky? Didn't he return to the demon world in disgrace a long time ago, and found that the position of the demon lord had changed, so he was hunted everywhere, and has been on the run?

Yuan Ye blurted out, "Look! The legendary colorful black!"

Ni Jinxuan commented sincerely, "It looks like the big-headed fly that Master gave to me and my senior brother to practice our accuracy."

Hou Cang looked at the man in front of him in a black robe woven with gold embroidery and inlaid with colorful gemstones. He originally wanted to mention the aura of a high-level monk of the righteous way, but after hearing these two sentences, he turned his gaze away, and the corners of his lips, which had always been flat, could not be restrained and slightly raised.

It really looks like it.

The next moment, the man in black raised his face, and the mask on his face looked particularly radiant in the heavy pressure of the army.

Yan Qing asked, "Is it the tradition that they, the evil demons, cannot go out without wearing masks? Or is it just a personal hobby?"

This is related to the bias of writing biographies, which cannot be wrong.

Yuan Ye fooled him, "You go ask it."

Their series of reactions fell into the eyes of the man in black who appeared, as if they were the face of

a villain who started to sneer after taking a look at him. The Supreme Sect has always been like this, smiling and playful, and not doing anything serious. Who would have thought that Hou Cang, who has always been a lone wolf, would be like this.

"Senior sister, how are you?" The man spoke slowly with a gloomy tone, "I crawled out of hell to find you, are you happy?" As

he spoke, the wind and clouds between heaven and earth surged, and in an instant they changed color, becoming a dark and bloody sky like the demon world.

The dark clouds in the sky shrank rapidly, and the rolling wind and clouds formed a bloody eye of sin, hanging above their heads from top to bottom, watching the movements of the four people fiercely.

Under the vortex that was like the eye of sin, the cold spiritual energy in the air was sucked out in an instant.

Hou Cang's eyebrows were condensed. This thing has actually become stronger.

Yuan Ye took a breath of cool air, then turned his head and groaned, "I'm sorry, I just, ugh, no, my throat is a little hoarse?"

Yan Qing suddenly realized, "I know this sentence! The words given by the junior uncle are in the book. When the heroine heard that it was someone who crawled out of hell, she threw out two talismans on the spot and sent his soul to pieces."

"Didn't the junior uncle say that if you think of pulling people who crawled out of the quagmire, don't think about pulling them up, you will be pulled into the quagmire instead, Junior Sister, you haven't forgotten it?" Yuan Ye glanced at Ni Jinxuan.

Is it because he sees that lying low and being cowardly is no longer effective, so he has changed to the evil, crazy, domineering and black route?

Ni Jinxuan raised the whip, "No need for the magic talisman, I'll use the Cloud Soul Whip, that'll do!"

Today she must hammer this man into the ground!

Hou Cang finally spoke, "Don't you realize that he is here to send us to hell?"

The strength of this man in front of him was obviously not something that the three little guys could resist.

Hou Cang was a little worried. He had heard that the brothers and a group of people had to borrow the power of heaven to beat him half to death. Today, this man looked very energetic and in good health.

But his brain was still so bad. What kind of ability was it to come up and threaten the youngest child?

Qianyu looked at the four people in front of him coldly, "Not all of them are here, but it doesn't matter."

He raised his hand again, "Kill you first, and others will come naturally."

He raised his hand and offered a few glass beads, gently raised his hand, and scattered them seemingly inadvertently, like a god overlooking the world, casually scattering misfortune and blessing on the world without rules.

It was just a dozen marbles that children usually play with, but at this moment, they made a terrifying crisp bullet sound, and an unprecedented empty silence swept through the hearts of the four people.

Yuan Ye was the first to realize, "It's a sound attack!"

But it was not just a sound attack, it was just something that the man threw out casually, but in an instant it affected the minds of three Huiyang realm cultivators and one Wuxiang realm cultivator, leaving them without any ability to resist. The marbles kept colliding with each other, and after the collision they rolled in all directions. The speed seemed slow, but there was a suffocating murderous intent directed towards the four people.

The invisible force lines dragged by the marble trajectory were like spider silk that one would accidentally pick up while walking in the woods. You couldn't see or catch them, but you could feel the sticky threads.

Suddenly, the threads became deadly metal threads, lying across the fragile throat of a person. With just a moment's movement, the body could be torn apart.

The four people all changed color. Hou Cang raised his sword and cut off the force lines that were forcing them with his intuition. He said, "All of you retreat behind me... eh?"

Very good, they've already run away.

Hou Cang turned around speechlessly and looked at the three bastards who had already retreated two miles. They

were quite self-aware at the critical moment.