Chapter 300: Big demon? Ru

Xia tribe.
　　 In the morning light, a faint purple light is scattered above the sky, and then it spreads towards the mountains and plains, and among the same undulating mountains, there is vitality rising and converging towards Tianlu Mountain.
　　 The illusory purple gas converged into an illusory column of gas and appeared in the sky above Tianlu Mountain, like a huge mountain tripod with a stick of purple scent, which continued to collapse and converge.
　　 In the middle of the Tianlu Mountain, Xia Tuo sat cross-legged, the mountain breeze roared, feeling the vitality from all directions of the Eternal Mountain Range. Whether it was his understanding of Taoism or the cultivation of fighting spirit, he was much faster.
A few years ago, Wuwu told him the scene of the first-class tribe in the Longhan era. It has always been in his heart. The fertile fields are thousands of miles, the tribes are millions, the spiritual veins are vertical, the mountains are like clusters, and the lakes are like mirrors. The tribe can do the same.
　　 The tribe where the mang is a totem should be so strong, this is the basic operation.
　　 From now on, the Xia tribe has the reality of the superior tribe, and it is not yet the name of the superior tribe. It's time for everything.
　　His eyes closed slightly, and the purple energy that hovered above Tianlu Mountain in an instant, turned into a wave of wind and attacked his body, and the rich purple light wrapped him in it.
In his perception, the purple energy was dissipating, which is expected. After all, the tribe has not established a fetish to suppress the air luck. Even the air luck of the Bobu is fading, as long as the speed of aggregation is far faster than the flow. Speed, then the tribe’s luck will go down.
　　 Surrounded by the purple race in the depths, the perception of the rules of heaven and earth is also deepening.
　　啾!
　　 The blue light is like electricity, and the purple ling qingluan bird flew to Tianlu Mountain and called to Xia Tuo. He woke up from the silence, the purple gas dispersed and returned to the surrounding illusory purple gas sea.
"what's going on?"
　　……
　　 Summer Park.
　　 "How is the injury?"
　　 Xia Tuo looked at the evil spirit with undulating aura, with concern in his eyes, and a torn wound on the left shoulder of the evil spirit was exposed, with blood gurgling, and a trace of evil spirit dazzling.
　　 The evil spirits traveled to the Fengchuan Region for three months, but he did not expect that this return would be severely damaged.
　　 "It's okay, there is injury on the other end, so I can escape."
　　 Even if it was severely injured, the evil spirit's face was still cold, and it seemed that he was not injured.
　　 "Ling Zhu, come from Elder Dianqing Liu."
　　 First gave a command to Qingyu who was standing by, Xia Tuo then asked the evil spirit: "How do you say, Xingru is injured?"
　　 Moxie shook his head lightly, and then said: "I don't know, when I found Xingru's lair, he was lying on his stomach to heal in the cold pool cave."
　　 Hearing the words, Xia Tuo's eyes showed thoughts. The Wangu Mountain range happened to be a protruding corner of the Northwestern Frontier, and the surrounding areas were all prominent parts of this area.
　　 To the three regions of Cangshui, Tuze, and Fengchuan in the south as the boundary, and out of these three regions to the south, we will walk out of the protruding corner of the most northwestern frontier.
　　 This area is about 30,000 to 40,000 li. The north and east of this corner are full of green dragon water. Only after crossing Cangshui, Tuze, and Fengchuan, is the vast wilderness land going south to east.
　　 Back then, these places belonged to the tribe of Wangu Bo's tribe. The weird thing is that since the Wangu Bo's fall, this area hasn't even reached out. Is this normal?
　　 is absolutely abnormal!
　　Look at the Linghe uncle's department now. Before it completely collapsed, four or five uncles were incited to take action, and by the way, with hidden forces, they all shot.
　　Why didn't Bobu not stretch out his hand in this area of ​​Eternal Age?
　　 is out of reach?
　　 What are you kidding? Are there wolves that don’t eat meat?
　　 Over the years, in the Tuze Wasteland, the black crow tribe has faked its power, but the Luoshuibo tribe in the south turned a blind eye to it.
　　 Xia Tuo has always thought that this is related to the demon, but he has no evidence.
　　玃Ru may be a good breakthrough.
　　 Soon, Qing Liu came in a hurry and showed the evil spirits to see the injuries. In fact, for the martial artist himself, the injuries can be cultivated by his own fighting spirit, but the evil spirits are injured by the evil spirits, and the evil energy penetrates into the body and needs to be cleaned up.
　　 "For the time being heal, we will meet this big demon in some time."
　　After the evil spirit left, Xia Tuo said to Qingyu who was waiting on the left and right: "Send the order to the Baicao Palace, take a century-old elixir and send it to the evil elders for healing."
"Yes."
　　……
　　 Half a month later, the winds of the Wangu Mountain Range in the southwest.
　　 Several figures stand on a wasteland, the sky is whistling, and the grass is quite high. Looking around, the world is vast.
　　 "Yingru's hiding place is in an underwater cave in the Heishui River."
　　 The evil voice sounded, and said to Xia Tuo.
　　 Xia Tuo listened quietly, it's no wonder that the Shadow Palace couldn't find a trace of Xingru these years, and it was so tightly hidden.
　　 "Let's get a job this time."
After that, he instructed the four figures behind him. This time, Qingling, Jian Liao, Qiao'er and Moxie came with him to Fengchuan Region, and Lili, the little demon, followed to see if it could be used. on.
　　According to what Lili said at the beginning, Xuanru came with Demon Uncle Wuwei Hao, and Wuwei Hao could not go back to the Demon Realm, so he could only lie down here.
The lifespan of a demon is much stronger than that of the human demon of the same level. The Human Divine Hidden Realm can have five hundred lifespan. Once a demon is promoted to the Demon Hidden Realm, the demon can have at least 800 lifespan. It can even break a thousand.
　　 Heaven and Earth favors the demon, but also deprives the demon in another aspect. For example, the demon race is much more difficult to promote than the human race, otherwise the wild land demon will not only make waves in the southern regions.
　　 Now it has been seven or eight hundred years since the death of Uncle Wuwei Xuan, Xingru is still in the Demon Storage Realm, and logically speaking, there shouldn't be much lifespan left for the Great Demon.
　　 Black water cold pool.
In the Heishui River, an underground cave can evolve within a day, with a cool atmosphere blowing in the cave, standing smooth as white jade-like molten stones, in the middle of the cave, a cold pool is about five feet long, exuding a faint chill, and the aura follows the chill. Constantly emerging from the pool.
The white jade stone wall is paved by the cold lake, and the spiritual energy turns into droplets to surround the outside. On the stone wall sits a figure, which looks like a deer with a white tail. There are two hooves in the limbs like horses, but two of them are human-like. With four antlers on his head.
　　 At this moment, Xingru is sitting cross-legged with a weird appearance, breathing and breathing, taking the aura from the cold pool into his body, his face is like a deer, the beard and hair on his chin are white, and there is a rotten breath permeating his body.
　　Hoo!
　　 I don't know how long it has been, Yingru opened his eyes. There is no sharpness in his eyes, but he is ups and downs. More than half a month ago, a human race suddenly broke in and was injured by him and fled. He always felt unsure in his heart.
He was a little bit reluctant after leaving the cold pool. Without this cold pool, he should have died long ago. He is one thousand and two hundred years old, and his cultivation is in the early stage of the Demon Tibetan Realm, comparable to the triple power of the Human Divine Tibetan Realm. .
　　 Even if the life of the demon is longer than the human clan, his blood is not noble. It is a great good fortune to live to one thousand and two hundred years old.
The Xingru clan is not a big clan in the Demon Territory, and it is not even a small clan. It is almost the same as the scattered tribes on the human land. The small number does not form a clan, so he would follow the demon uncle to share a piece of the pie. .
No matter how brutal the internal fighting between the big clans of the demon was so brutal, the demon uncle came here and was cursed to death by the lich in the demon. He could curse the demon uncle, he couldn’t even think about it. .
　　 You can imagine the arrival of the demon uncle's billions and winds, who just fell on the territory occupied by 峳峳, and belched. This is a sad thing.
　　 Not to mention that the small place also involved the competition between the two kings of the Yao Yao and the Fei Yao. Even if the Yao people were in despair, their ancestors had also walked out of the demonic king.
If he knew this, he shouldn't have come to drip this muddy water. This area is only tens of thousands of miles, or the northwest corner of the wasteland. The horns are in the middle of the horns. What is there to fight for? The distance to the demon realm is vast, how can he? go back?
The journey is far away, and there is a great chance that his strength will die on the road. The strong humans don’t mind picking up a pair of demon skins to make a robe. The demon in the demon domain are naturally cold, and many times they will watch the same kind be killed without the slightest fluctuation. .
　　……
　　 "That's it, Hantan Dongtian is at the bottom of the water, and there is an enchantment at the entrance of the cave, which is the current."
　　 The evil spirit pointed to the wide Heishui River and said.
　　 "Summon the big demon, lest it break the Dongtian Hantan."
　　 Xia Tuo's words caused several women standing in several directions to cover their mouths and chuckle. The big demon had not cleaned it up, so he had to take back the cold lake where they lived.
　　 There is a cold pool where spiritual energy emerges. Obviously there are spiritual veins in the depths of the cold pool. Naturally, Xia Tuo is reluctant to destroy it. This is the family property of the Xia tribe.
　　 Seeing that the evil spirit is about to do something, Qiaoer said hurriedly: "I'm coming."
　　 Then she struck a witch mark with both hands, revealing a cyan dragon shadow ~EbookFREE.me~ It was ten feet in size and galloped out into the water.
　　 Boom!
　　 After a short while, there was an explosion over the Heishui River, and the demon spirit exploded, sweeping across the square, and a black and white figure appeared on the water.
　　锵!
　　 In an instant, several figures lined up in four directions, surrounding Yingru, Xia Tuo saw four people in one direction, and nothing happened to him.
　　 "That, don't beat me to death."
　　 With a light cough, he solemnly ordered.
　　 "I know Uncle."
　　 Then the crescent moon witch mark on the center of Qiao'er's eyebrows suddenly enlarged and turned into the size of a meter. Above the moon shadow, there was a blue dragon shadow, which directly fell towards the suppression of Xingru.
　　锵!
　　 is followed by the shadow of a few swords, penetrating the void and heading towards Yingrudong.
　　 Come up and hit!
　　 directly made Xingru a little startled, what kind of origin is this? How could the human race be more savage than the beast.
　　 He didn't dare to be careless, he let out a roar, and his whole body was dancing wildly, like the feet of a man's hands, and suddenly the sky blew up and the water burst into all directions.
　　 There was fierceness in a pair of eyes, and the big hands like horseshoes wanted to strike Qiaoer witchcraft first.
　　 rumbling!
　　 The witch seal broke apart and turned into a sky full of brilliance and exploded. A large part of it was dissipated by Xingru and naturally fell on him. After defeating the witchcraft, he was blocked by the sword light of the sword.