Balian was about to draw his sword.

At this time, a sunspot fell like rain.

A trace of the aftertaste of a chess match fell obliquely in the space, and the crisp sound of the chess pieces falling onto the board easily overwhelmed the sharp screams that burst out from the mouth of the human face.

The particularly round and powerful chess piece was like a drop of clear ink, falling between the eyebrows of the human face.

A force that is not overbearing and powerful, but very mysterious, is like a weapon that breaks the situation. The breath of the stone pattern on the human face is intertwined and decomposed.

There was a loud bang, and a deep round pit opened up on the face on the mountain.

Blood was constantly flowing in the pit, as if human skin had been burst and injured.

Meng Zifei's vitality stopped flowing away, and the souls of the dead took two big breaths of Yang Qi.

He kept choking and coughing hoarsely, bending over and backing away, his face turning blue and gray.

For a brief moment, he seemed to have aged ten years, and his dark temples were stained several inches of frost.

What is this! It’s so evil!

Jiang Shaoyu behind him was also frightened, his mouth was open, and he couldn't say a word.

"I said, how long do you want to talk? My time is very precious." A clear and crisp voice came from the long wind.

Everyone couldn't help but look up. On the strange black mountain, there was a crimson shadow. Under the rugged and silent wind of the long night, the charming and shadowy crimson woman was like a painting, slowly outlining the desolate and beautiful scenery.

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Meng Zifei recognized the woman's identity at a glance, and his eyes subconsciously avoided her.

But as her eyes flickered, she saw several human faces reappearing at the foot of the mountain she was standing on, with their eyes open and their mouths open, as if they were trying to pull her into the abyss.

Meng Zifei's expression changed drastically, and he reminded loudly in a hoarse voice: "Be careful where you step!"

Yin Baishuang didn't even look at him. She snorted coldly and held a sunspot on her thin white fingertips again, reflecting a cold luster.

Those faces seemed to smell something extremely dangerous, and the stone eyeballs were turning crazily in their sockets, sometimes murderous, sometimes greedy, sometimes unwilling.

Finally, all these emotions turned into fear, and those faces disappeared little by little into the mountains.

Yin Baishuang glanced at her feet coldly, as if she was disdainful.

As her red clothes fluttered, she fell down like a raging fire. With a backhand, she shot the black bullet in her hand to the ridge.

A small and round chess piece seems to be struck with the power of a heavy hammer from heaven.

The pitch-black hill suddenly flew backwards, sending up countless smoke and dust, flying grass clippings, and the huge pitch-black silhouette was instantly swallowed up by the night and disappeared.

Not long after, heavy and suppressed footsteps came from deep in the forest.

Thirteen sunspots hung in front of Yin Baishuang again. Her almond-shaped eyes were cold and silent, and she sneered: "When will the stone demon be able to hang out with monkeys?"

The human-faced white ape itself is a powerful monster at the pinnacle of the Spiritual Realm, and the heavy mountain it has been carrying behind it is actually such a terrifying monster.

In the darkness, a man as burly as a mountain kicked aside several thick beams blocking his way and walked into the sight of everyone.

He licked the wound on his arm and looked at Yin Baishuang expressionlessly. His voice rumbled like thunder, as if it contained some kind of power from heaven and earth: "Cangwu Palace, Moqi Palace."

Yin Baishuang didn't pay attention to the overwhelming hostility emanating from the stone demon.

Stone demons are born from the spirit of stone. They are the most difficult type of demon among the demon clan to cultivate and develop spiritual wisdom.

It is difficult for them to transform naturally. They need to endure thousands of years of wind and frost, thousands of years of thunder forging, and thousands of years of sea immersion before they can develop a shred of spiritual wisdom. Only by absorbing the spirit of heaven and earth over time can they become monsters.

This stone demon has a lot of cultivation and is only one step away from overcoming the tribulation. However, looking at its stone age, it has not experienced the long history that the stone demon should have experienced, and it is not more than a thousand years at most.

Looking at the appearance of this breath, it is obvious that an abnormal method was used to practice.

The magical power that hides the face in the stone and sucks the monk's yang energy just now is not the magical power that the stone demon should have.

The yin energy on his body is extremely strong. It is thought that the body of the mountain stone originated from an extremely evil place with yin behind it, and was born by absorbing the yin. After becoming a spirit, he needs to absorb a large amount of yang energy from human monks to maintain the balance of yin energy in the body.

It is normal for such an abnormal spirit-former to be far stronger than the monsters in the same realm.

But it is a pity that all things are interdependent.

The 361 chess pieces in the Moqi Palace are all refined from Bodhi seeds from the Western Brahma Realm.

Bodhi seed belongs to wood.

Stone demons are of earth origin.

The sacred wood overcomes the Yin earth and will bring no disadvantages.

Even one of Balian's punches failed to leave any traces on the body of the stone demon. Instead, Yin Baishuang and his two sons were injured on the body.

Furthermore, Yin Baishuang's own cultivation level is not weak at all, so it is naturally difficult for the evil stone demon to make a mistake in front of her.

The upper wound between the stone demon's arms cracked deeper and deeper, and no matter how much he licked it, the blood could not be stopped.

His eyes rolled fiercely, and in a fit of rage, he actually tore off his own arm with his bare hands and threw it aside.

After a while, his shoulders kept beating, and a new arm actually grew out of him.

The stone demon clenched his fist and said in a cold voice: "The people from Cangwu Palace dare to break into my demon world alone. Do you think you can leave here alive today? Even if your spirit suppresses me, this mountain full of demons will attack in groups.

, I guess even if you have the displacement white stone in your hand, you will not be able to escape your fate."

Yin Baishuang said coldly: "Before that, I will get rid of you, the stone demon."

The stone demon's eyes were cold and forbidding, he took a step forward and crushed his torn arm.

The arm instantly shattered into countless stones, but at a certain moment it was endowed with magical energy. The finely broken stones seemed to come to life, dividing into countless small stone figures and scattering away.

This move was obviously intended to summon the demons hiding in the mountains.

"Trouble." Yin Baishuang spat out two words lightly, and the dozens of sunspots floating around him turned white, and shot out into the void in all directions carrying the matter of piercing the clouds and splitting the mountains.

Dozens of white flames entrenched themselves into a space field. The scattered little stone figures hit the cliff of the field formed by Bai Zi and were instantly burned to ashes.

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In an instant, the light of the waning moon suddenly dimmed a lot, and traces of black air flowed from the sky to his palm, instantly condensing into a solemn atmosphere.

The aura around him changed drastically, and the remaining branches and leaves that were shaken by the long wind seemed to be frozen in space. Suddenly there was silence. Even Bailian, who had adapted to the dark night atmosphere, couldn't help but feel an unknown sense of oppression.

While the momentum was brewing, there was a sudden thunderous sound, and two white stones exploded in response. It was a force from outside the realm, tyrannically breaking into this realm.

Yin Baishuang's eyes suddenly turned cold and she looked somewhere deep in the forest.

"That's enough." It was a man's voice, two simple words, but it caused extreme panic to appear on the stone demon's face.

The black brilliance on his fist then faded away. As his burly body trembled, he slowly lowered his head and knelt down in the direction of the voice: "Lord Haonong, why are you here?"

Meng Zifei and Jiang Shaoyu couldn't help being shocked when they saw the stone demon's change of attitude.

In Baiqiu Mountain, although the war slaves have distinct classes, the demons in the mountains are warlike and ferocious by nature, and no one obeys anyone's discipline. The demons only plunder, devour, and bite. Except for the prison magic generals, they are never seen again.

Like who has surrendered?

However, this piece of Baiqiu Mountain was created by Milu alone, and the hands of the prison magic general could not reach here.

He looked at it with a bit of curiosity.

I saw a young man of medium build walking out of the dark jungle.

He wore very ordinary clothes, a simple and simple cardigan, and trousers made of coarse linen rolled up to his calves. The trouser legs were tightened, revealing a pair of strong calves, and he wore simple straw sandals on his feet.

There was no unusual temperament in his whole body. The way he walked over, holding a hoe on his shoulder, he looked more like a country farmer who had just finished farm work in the fields.

An ordinary appearance, an ordinary dress, an ordinary atmosphere.

But it made the stone demon tremble.

A middle-aged man named Haonong casually placed the hoe on his shoulder on the ground, his expression a bit unhappy.

"I told you half a month ago that a great madman has broken into the devil world. He attaches great importance to the atmosphere of the moon. If you can safely extract the essence of the moon to defend against the enemy, if the madman notices it, I am afraid that the entire century will be affected.

The mountains and hills will be buried with you."

The stone demon did not dare to make any mistakes or be disrespectful in front of this person, and hurriedly lowered his head lower: "It was the devil's negligence."

Haonong stopped looking at him and turned his eyes. His eyes, which were much more weathered than his appearance, reflected the outline of Yin Baishuang: "When can humans be so arrogant in the demon world?"

Yin Baishuang looked at this extremely ordinary man: "You are also a human being, aren't you?"

As soon as these words came out, Meng Zifei and others were shocked.

In this mountain, there are actually humans who can suppress the demons?

Meng Zifei has been in the mountains for many days, and this is the first time he has seen a human being without a collar outside the slave camp. It seems that this person's identity is far from being as simple as it appears.

"Yes, I am a human being just like you." Haonong said frankly: "But there is one thing about me that is very different from you. Although I am a human being, I am obsessed with demons. In the words of your sect, I should

They are just the scum of the world, evil demons and heretics."

Yin Baishuang frowned: "Demon cultivator?"

Balian shook his head and said: "There is no demonic energy in his body, so he should not practice demonism."

Haonong smiled: "Who said that those who have a heart for demons must be demon cultivators? Even though I practice the orthodox Taoist arts, it still can't change the fact that I have hunted humans all year round and destroyed various Taoist sects."
To be continued...