Four hundred and sixtieth third terror fluctuations
This hidden cliff is covered with a layer of white snow, and in some places there are even ice pillars hanging down. It is covered with silver. In the clear night sky, a crescent moon exudes a soft brilliance, making this continuous snow-capped mountain,
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The evil-looking middle-aged man was carrying the snow rabbit and had just walked to the bottom of the cliff.
"Canopy!", "Canopy!"
In front of the cliff, two inconspicuous snow fields on both sides of the cave entrance suddenly exploded. Amidst the flying snowflakes, two figures rushed out of the snow and stopped in front of the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man stopped and didn't show any surprise on his face. But after he saw the faces of the two people clearly, he couldn't help but be surprised.
"Elder Gun?" The middle-aged man was suddenly a little dumbfounded. What kind of identity is Elder Gun from the Demon Sect, and he was actually guarding outside the cave in person? Could it be that the sect master is inside?
The two people with white hair and shawls, holding black sticks, emerged from the snow. They were two old people. Although these two old people had gray hair and chicken skin, their eyes were brighter than electric lights in the dark night.
The two old men holding sticks emitted powerful waves of evil energy, like two killing gods, making the middle-aged people tremble with fear.
"He Lao Er, where are you going?" an old man on the right said coldly.
"Go back to the fifth elder. I just killed a hare. Isn't this a hare to honor you, elder?" the middle-aged man said with a careful smile, and then he picked up the big snowshoe rabbit weighing twenty or thirty kilograms in his hand.
"Huh! You have good intentions, but you can't go into the cave now." The old man on the left pointed to a rock not far away from the cliff: "Everyone else is over there, so don't come near here if you don't mind."
"Yes, yes...that...fourth elder...this rabbit..."
"Hey, it's cooked. Bring two hind legs for us brothers." The old man on the left looked at the big fat rabbit in Old He's hand, licked his lips, and chuckled a few times.
"Yes, that subordinate went over first." He Laoer responded repeatedly, bowed to the two of them, then turned and walked towards the pile of rocks about forty meters away on the left.
"Damn, the most delicious thing about a rabbit is its two hind legs. These two old ghosts really know how to eat them." As soon as He Laoer turned around, his expression turned cold instantly, and there was no sign of any respect at all.
"He Laoer, this guy, is pretty good!"
The fifth elder and fourth elder smiled and nodded, seeming to be very satisfied with He Laoer's performance.
"Not bad for your size. If I were stronger than you, I would just shit on you old ghosts, and you would still have to smile and please me."
He Lao Er's sallow face became even more yellow
In the ancient martial arts world, if you have strength, you are the uncle, if you don’t have strength, you are the grandson. Especially in a sect like the Demon Sect, which is an evil heretic, only strong strength can suppress your subordinates.
The people in the Demon Sect are no better than the disciples of the righteous sects. Most of these people are brave and ruthless people or desperadoes without strength. How can these people be obedient?
"Whoosh!" After seeing the He Lao Er leave, the two stick elders turned around and leaped out. With a "Puff!" sound, they got into the snowdrift next to the entrance of the cave.
After they restrain their aura, only the innate-level experts can detect their presence.
Hiding in snowdrifts, one can deceive warriors of the same level, but it is very difficult to deceive the incomparably powerful "god" senses of innate-level warriors.
As soon as He Laoer walked to the rocks, a figure came out to greet him.
"Second Brother, that's good. You actually hit a snow rabbit. Hey, brothers, you can break your fast now." The man walked towards Er Lao He and said with a smile. This man has a fat body, a fat head and big ears.
But if you are more careful, you will find that although this man has a cystic figure, he walks on the snow like a gust of wind, leaving only a very shallow and almost invisible footprint in the snow.
A master, definitely a martial arts master
"Boss!" He Laoer whispered: "When I went out, weren't you still in the cave? How...!"
This fat man with a fat head and big ears, a figure that rivals that of Zhu Bajie, and weighs definitely more than 300 kilograms, is actually He Laoer's brother. It's really surprising.
The second He Lao Er has a sallow face and a figure like a bamboo pole. He looks like he is malnourished. But his eldest brother is so fat. One is thin and the other is fat. They are two extremes. When these two people stand together, no one will believe that they are.
brother
In fact, these two people are not only brothers, but also numerous masters in the evil path. In the ancient martial arts world, when it comes to Fat and Thin Er He, almost everyone knows him.
These two fat and thin cranes are two fierce men. They once wiped out three small families in the righteous way in one night. It can be said that they have a great reputation.
Boss He quickly glanced at He Lao Er, lowered his voice and said: "Let's go in and talk." Then he picked up He Lao Er and walked towards the rocks.
Behind the rocks, there is a recessed place. It is quite wide and the wind and snow cannot blow in.
There were several fires burning inside, and there were twenty or thirty people sitting around the fires. Some of them were closing their eyes and concentrating, some were talking in low voices, and some were eating dry food in their hands.
In this desolate snowy mountain, there are so many masters of the evil way hidden. It is really surprising that the evil way has declined. In the ancient martial arts world, there has not been a top expert of the evil way for many years.
Seeing the two people coming in, these people immediately cast a few cold eyes on the He family brothers.
Although these people are sitting, the whole space is filled with a faint murderous aura, which makes people feel palpitating and sinister, as if it makes the place even colder.
The He family brothers turned a blind eye to the gazes of those people and ignored them at all.
"Everyone is half-assed, so what's the point of being so mean?"
However, when these people saw the rabbit in Lao He's hands, their eyes lit up and they couldn't help but swallow their saliva.
"He Lao Er, you are very lucky. You have been out for less than an hour and you caught a rabbit in this damn place. Haha! This rabbit weighs twenty or thirty kilograms of meat at least!"
The He brothers walked towards a nearby fire, and then sat down next to the fire. There were already four men with evil spirits sitting around the fire.
The one who spoke was a tall and strong man
"Hey, Brother Mu, how about I borrow your precious blade?" He Laoer said with a smile.
"Okay! Take it!" The man surnamed Mu was very bold. He took out a sheathed dagger from his waist and threw it over.
After He Laoer weighed it for a few times, he slowly pulled the dagger out of the sheath, only to see a ball of brilliance blooming out, like a hibiscus emerging from the water. It was graceful and clear, and the cold light was so cold that it caught people's hair.
"What a knife!" He Laoer couldn't help but have a flash of greed in his eyes. This precious blade is definitely a magic weapon that can blow hair and break hair.
"Hey, Brother Mu, you are wasting your natural resources too much!" Fei He looked at the treasured blade in Old He's hand and said with a smile.
This precious blade was used to kill rabbits, and the man surnamed Mu didn't care at all.
He Laoer used a knife to disembowel the snow rabbit, skinned and removed the fur, then washed it with snow water, then used a branch to spread it over the bonfire and roasted it.
"Damn it, I've been talking like a bird these days. I can finally eat meat today." The rough man named Mu took the dagger thrown by Shohe and shouted cursingly.
"Brother Mu, has the sect master arrived in person?" He Laoer lowered his voice and asked carefully.
The man surnamed Mu was startled when he heard this, looked at He Laoer with some suspicion, and also lowered his voice and said: "Don't you know? Oh, the one before walked away, no wonder"
The man surnamed Mu did not say it directly, but he gave an affirmative answer.
"Sure enough!" He Laoer was a little surprised and thought to himself, no wonder Elder Gun was guarding outside the cave. It seems that the three thousand-year-old snow lotus snatched back today should have all been in the hands of the sect master. I am afraid that the sect master is now
Use the medicinal power of thousand-year-old snow lotus to heal your wounds!
He Laoer's guess was right. In the cave under the cliff, a man wearing a bronze Rakshasa mask was sitting cross-legged on a big stone to practice martial arts.
His body is covered with a layer of dark red aura. This aura is like the beating of a heart, flickering sometimes strong and sometimes weakly. It is full of strangeness and coldness, as if there is a ghost floating in it.
The gloomy and terrifying scene is so strange that it seems that the person wearing the Rakshasa mask is not a human being, but a devil. The aura surging around his body makes the scalp numb and the heart chilling.
Near the entrance of the cave, three white-haired old men holding black sticks, with six eyes, stared at the slightly slender figure without blinking, seemingly even more nervous than that person.
Wuyan, Chairman of the Demon Sect, is still hiding in the Himalayas
Two of the five old masters of the Demon Sect hid under the snow outside the cave, and the three of them stayed in the cave so that no one would disturb Xi Wuyan's healing skills.
The quasi-innate warrior self-destructed with such force that even Xi Wuyan, who was already an innate warrior, was seriously injured.
She is practicing Qigong to refine the huge medicinal power of thousand-year-old snow lotus.
That night, in the huge cave, the bloody light kept flashing, and it didn't disappear until the sky was about to light up. However, at this time, an unspeakable sense of depression gradually came out from the cave under the cliff.
Forty or fifty meters away, behind the rocks, twenty or thirty evil masters were alerted at the same time. These martial arts masters trapped by the Demon Sect felt a great pressure.
Everyone ran out. They looked at the cave entrance in amazement at the bottom of the cliff. The bloody light there had disappeared, and it was pitch black. The terrifying fluctuations came out from there.
For some reason, everyone felt that the dark window was like an abyss of hell, and there seemed to be a peerless evil demon hiding inside, and everyone felt a chill in their hearts.
The old man with five sticks from the Demon Sect stood at the entrance of the cave with a solemn expression.
At this moment, the terrifying fluctuations coming from the dark place became more and more intense, and the pressure on people became more and more intense. The icicles on the mountain cliff fell like raindrops.