In this regard, the demons are stronger than the humans, and even stronger than the gods.
Hua Xi followed the tauren to a simple awning made of thatch and thorns, where some low-level demons were waiting in line.
"That's the nearest vortex leading to the Wind Domain. A piece of low-grade black ore can send you there. Give me the chicken."
The whirlpool is probably similar to the transfer spiritual formation used by Xuanyun Sect.
But she doesn’t have low-grade black ore!
"Brother Niutou, what do you see over there?" Hua Xi pointed behind him.
The tauren didn't doubt that he was there. When he turned around, he felt a pain in the back of his neck and was knocked unconscious.
In order to deceive others, Hua Xi asked him to stand against a stone and searched his body and found two or three pieces of low-grade black ore.
This demon was really poor. Hua Xi searched for it in the Wu Na Talisman and stuffed him with a few pieces of gold ore, which he considered as reward.
"This stinky cow wants to eat me, why don't you give him gold!" Jinfeng shouted unhappily.
"Stop talking nonsense." Hua Xi gave him the money and carried him towards the whirlpool.
After the two or three people in front passed by, Hua Xi followed their example and threw a piece of black ore into it. After leaving, she walked to the middle of the pergola. A gust of wind immediately surged under her feet, and she was swept into it!
It was just a flash before my eyes, and I felt like I wanted to vomit, and then I reached my destination.
Hua Xi endured the feeling of vomiting, but the noisy sounds around her made her raise her head.
This whirlpool actually teleported her to a dock in the city. Although it was midnight, there were still many low-level demons carrying goods on the dock.
"Hurry up, I've missed Mr. Feng Ling's business, and I'll send you all to the Sunset Mountains for mining!" On a ship, a strong man wearing black armor with horns on his head waved his whip and shouted.
Those low-level demons walked off the ship carrying heavy cargo.
Hearing 'Master Feng Ling', Hua Xi couldn't help but stop and look at the boat.
After a while, four or five demons came off the boat carrying a huge cage.
In the cage, a white crane was fluttering and making a mournful sound.
"Crane spirit?" Hua Xi recognized it at a glance. It was the summoned beast of Shenyue Qianhe, the crane spirit!
The lives of the summoned beast and its master are connected, and the crane spirit is alive, which proves that Shenyue Qianhe is also alive.
Then where is she? If Shenyue Qianhe is also alive, then are Long Ganyue and Shuoyue Hanyou okay too?
Just as he was thinking about it, on the huge merchant ship parked at the dock, several majestic black-armored demons walked out surrounded by an indifferent young man in black robes.
The wind on the boat blew up the black cloak on his body, and his cold and handsome appearance made him stand out among the ugly demons.
His appearance is not as pure and beautiful as that of Long Ganyue and Chongxi. The bitter and cold environment of the demon world has added a bit of fortitude and coldness to him.
He walked to the side of the ship with an expressionless face and glanced coldly at the demons carrying the goods below.
The night wind howled, and the cold and domineering look on his body was like a king dominating the world without a trace of emotion.
"Master Feng Ling!" When the strong man with horns waving the whip saw him, he immediately changed his face and nodded and bowed to him respectfully, "The goods are almost finished moving."
Fengling?
It turns out he is Feng Ling!
No wonder this cold aura on his body is so familiar.
Yesterday, in the cave, standing high on top of the cave, looking down, the man who used the power of the wind to easily defeat her hope of survival!
