As soon as the person escaped into Tiandaozhu, Feng Jueyu opened the realm gate and hid in Tiandaozhu to observe the situation outside. At this time, he happened to catch up with the Bone-eating Old Demon carrying Wanqi Ruoshui, who was severely injured by him.
It took less than a minute to come over, and Wanqi Ruoshui was defeated like this. Feng Jueyu felt as if a cold breeze was blowing from his back molars.
"Daowu Zhiyi is so different. He is no match for me at all."
Feng Jueyu used the realm gate to look at the Bone-Eating Old Demon flying by with lightning outside, breaking into a cold sweat. While he was thankful, he was also worried.
After all, Tiandaozhu can only hide people, and at this moment, Xuejian has been banned by the old demon. He absolutely cannot escape. As long as he cannot escape, it is not safe. What should he do? If the old demon does not count the number of people, it is possible.
I missed myself, but the old man carrying the hammer just now seemed to have said, there are exactly forty-nine people. What the hell does this mean?
The thoughtful Feng Da Killer was puzzled by the signs that appeared one after another. He sat in the Tiandao Pearl and thought about it uneasily. He did not think about the way out. He was panicking for no reason. However, with the Tiandao Pearl, Feng Jue could not understand it.
Yu shouldn't worry too much. Anyway, the defense of Tiandaozhu is very strong. Even if it is discovered, at most it will be impossible to escape. As long as you give yourself time, you will be able to figure out a way to escape sooner or later.
With this idea, Feng Jueyu began to think about it in a depressed mood.
At the same time, the Bone-Eating Old Demon's operation to capture the monks was already halfway through. It has to be said that this old demon's cultivation is really terrifying. After solving Wanqi Weowui within one minute, he only used a few
In half an hour, almost thirty people were captured, and including the guy who spoke rudely to him before, none of them harmed the lives of these people. Instead, they beat all the captured monks until their divine power was exhausted, and then used
A magic weapon rope that can be infinitely changed and stretched was tied together, and then the remaining people were captured.
About a day later, the old devil held one end of the magic weapon rope in his hand and led a total of forty-eight strong men except Feng Jueyu back to the center of the snow stream. On the way, he also killed eighteen powerful ferocious monsters, among which the Qiankun realm
There were as many as seven, and the forty-eight strong men trembled at the sight of such an impressive record. Not only Cang Yan, Zhong Kuishui, Qiao Zhixun, but even Wanqi Ruoshui were so frightened that they lost their temper, and they were all tied up in disgrace.
Holding hands, under the power of the old bone-eating demon, they lined up in a row and walked forward like slaves.
In the center of the ice road, an old man carrying a hammer sat on an anvil with mottled forging marks. He put his hands on the handle of the black iron hammer, rested his chin on the back of his hands, and frequently tapped the snow with his toe.
On the thick ice and snow road, looking at the experts standing in a row in front of me, my eyes swept over each person in turn.
"One, two, three..." The old man slowly finished counting. When he reached forty-eight, he was stunned for a moment and muttered to himself: "Hey, the number is wrong. I'll count it again."
"Stop counting, there are only a few people and you can't count. Forty-eight, one is definitely missing." The Bone-Eating Old Demon wore a fat black cloak and buried his hands in his sleeves, his dry old face flashed across his face.
A hint of sullenness.
Whoosh!
Upon hearing this, the forty-eight masters who were captured were all stunned.
Stunned!
The Bone-Eating Old Demon stood up and walked to the front of the crowd. His gloomy eyes looked at the crowd for a long time, and he interrogated in a low tone: "There is one person missing among you. Look at each other. Who is missing in the middle? Don't look at him."
You are playing tricks with me, I know you people stay in Taishang Qing Palace all day long, never looking up or down, someone must know who is missing?"
The monks who were tied up by Wu Hua Da looked at me and I looked at you. They looked at their faces for a long time and then shook their heads. At this time, Wan Qi Ruoshui was also looking at the faces of the people around her and her memory.
Very good. After almost a few breaths, he realized that Feng Jueyu was missing, but Wanqi Ruoshui was kind-hearted and did not say it out loud.
But Chi Qingyang was different. He scanned the crowd with his sneaky eyes. He also found that there was no shadow of Feng Jueyu in the crowd. He immediately thought about it and said: "Senior Bone Eater, if I say, I can let you go."
Shall I leave?"
Whoosh!
Everyone looked at him in unison. Forty-seven pairs of eyes were full of doubts, weirdness, and disgust, and they were all different.
"Haha, you are a sensible boy. If you can help me catch this person, I will spare your life." The Bone-Eating Old Demon gritted his teeth and said with a stern smile.
Chi Qingyang hesitated when he heard it, and immediately became excited and opened his mouth to identify.
At this moment, Wan Qi Ruoshui's pale little face flashed with anger, and he shouted at Chi Qingyang: "Chi Qingyang, you are such a greedy and fearful villain, how can you do such a thing?"
Everyone frowned and said nothing, but most of them felt contempt for Chi Qingyang's behavior. Although Feng Jueyu was not their friend, at least they were in the same boat in this situation. The Bone-Eating Old Demon
After arresting forty-eight people, they still had to find out the remaining one. It was made clear that they had already discussed the number of people. The old bone-gnawing demon and the old man carrying the hammer must have planned to use these people for something, and
There must be forty-nine people, not even one less.
At this time, one of the forty-nine people ran away, which obviously disrupted the old devil's plan. This was a good thing. Everyone wished that the old devil couldn't make up the number. Chi Qingyang was actually ready to betray the only one who could help them in order to survive.
Comrades who want to continue their lives are so heartless.
Therefore, Wanqi Ruoshui became angry, his little face bulged with anger, and his two beautiful eyes were filled with intense anger.
The others didn't say anything, but when Chi Qingyang saw that everyone was glaring at him, he blushed slightly in embarrassment, but it was only for a moment. After a while, Chi Qingyang, who was trying to survive, turned to his favorite goddess unceremoniously.
Wanqi Ruoshui retorted: "What did I do? He has nothing to do with me, why should I cover him?"
"Chi Qingyang!" Wan Qi Ruoshui's teeth were itching with hatred, and he reminded him very quickly: "You idiot, how could there be people like you in Guiyuanfang, Mingkong? Have you lost your brain? They are
Forty-nine people obviously have other plans. If they don't get together, their plan won't be carried out. If you help them find people, you will hasten your own death..."
Whoosh!
Wan Qi Ruoshui hit the spot with her words. Even the old bone-eating demon and the old hammer-carrying man glanced at her in surprise. Chi Qingyang also understood a little bit. Yes, these two old guys are going to have four.
Nineteen people, is there something else going on here?
Just when the three of them were confused, Wan Qi Ruoshui said again: "Besides, this person has already escaped. If we can't find him, can he escape back to Taishang Qing Palace? The old devil tried his best to trap us here.
, the message can’t be delivered, isn’t it a good thing that someone ran away at this time? You must not do evil things that harm your colleagues. You must know that your words may very well kill everyone.”
"I..." Chi Qingyang lost his temper after being rebuffed, and suddenly felt that he was a bit reckless. He didn't think his behavior was despicable, but Wan Qi Ruo's Shui Hua could understand after thinking about it.
To do something big, forty-nine people are definitely needed, and once the number is gathered, they will be one step closer to death.
The Bone-Eating Old Demon looked at Chi Qingyang who had swallowed his words. He was stunned for a long time before he smiled and touched his round bald head. He stared at Wanqi Ruoshui and said, "The same is true for Sadula's disciples.
Sharp, haha, girl, you said I don’t dare to kill you, right?”
Wan Qi Ruoshui's eyes widened and he said angrily: "Old devil, if you dare, kill me. My master will not let you go."
"Haha, okay, I'll let you see if I dare to kill anyone..."
Having said that, the Bone-Eating Old Demon swept his eyes across the crowd, and everyone was alerted at the same time, because they felt the strong hostility. At this moment, the Old Demon took a fancy to the first injured person who was seriously injured by him.
, his eyes froze for a moment, then disappeared on the spot with a swoosh.
Bang!
Immediately afterwards, a loud noise came. The Chengdao strongman who had been slapped into the crevice of the ice rock by his palm before had his head blown away by the old devil's punch and exploded into bloody mud. He was killed on the spot, and the old devil's
The method was extremely cruel. After killing a person, he directly removed an arm from the person's body, put it to his mouth and began to chew on it. Blood flowed from his face to the corner of his mouth, and everyone who watched it vomited.
At the same time, the old man sitting on the anvil flew over and came to the corpse that had not yet turned cold as quickly as possible. A razor flashed in the palm of his hand and was quickly inserted into the lower abdomen of the corpse.
Then he picked it up with force and directly picked out the golden body, occasionally using magic techniques that no one had seen before, and took away the soul together with it.
To do this, the old man took out a bag embroidered with strange patterns, put the golden body and soul inside, closed the bag, and murmured: "Don't waste it if it's dead, these things will be used in the future."
Come on." After saying that, the old man walked slowly to the anvil and sat on the anvil with his horse in a horizontal position.
The two old ghosts were horrifying. After killing the people, the Bone-Eating Old Demon devoured the monk whose head he had blown off in public, and ate it completely. He really lived up to his name.
No., after eating, except for a large pool of blood left on the ground, not even the bones and dregs were left. The scene was extremely bloody.
Wanqi Ruoshui's face turned pale with fright, and there was no movement at this time. She may not be afraid of death, but thinking about being eaten bit by bit and bitten to pieces after death is not something that ordinary people can bear.
Already.
The old bone-eating demon who had eaten people was covered in blood. He didn't know whether he had left it there intentionally to scare everyone, or whether it was because of his eating appearance. Then he sat down on the ground and began to use his exercises to adjust his breath.
It gathered into a red halo and was slowly absorbed by it.
After a long time, the old bone-eating demon stood up slowly and said, "Can you speak now?"
"Say, I can." Chi Qingyang's face turned green and he responded hastily.