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Chapter 93 Demon God Altar

"Is this a strange bird?"

Wang Xuanyang was shocked.

This Black Wind Form is extremely special and you can't see any birds at all.

Moreover, it is located in the depths of the Black Wind Land, and there are black wind whirlwinds everywhere, isolated from the outside world. Even the Black Wind Thieves can only rely on passages deep in the ravines to enter and exit.

Now, are there birds living?

A strong sense of suffocation appeared in Wang Xuanyang's heart, because the black bird gradually landed, and an indescribable aura emanated from it, cruel and violent, as if it could destroy everything.

The most terrifying thing is that Wang Xuanyang's mind began to have illusions and was about to fall into a nightmare.

Fortunately, his true chaotic seeds conveyed a fluctuation, and his illusion disappeared and returned to normal. Although the bird still put great pressure on him, there was no big obstacle.

He couldn't help but let out a cold sweat, almost revealing his breath.

Even if the Black Wind Thieves didn't notice it, the terrifying bird would probably notice it.

This bird is terrible.

This terrible aura was brought by this bird.

This feeling has never appeared even when he faces those powerful people at the Fu Zong level.

Could it be that these eleven birds have three-level strange beasts that are comparable to those of the Fu Zong-level powerhouses?

There are also levels of strange beasts. Level 1 strange beasts are equivalent to the level of a talisman dynasty, level 2 strange beasts are equivalent to the talisman masters, level 3 strange beasts are equivalent to the talisman sect, and level 4 strange beasts are equivalent to the talisman sect. As for level 4 strange beasts, it is quite terrifying.

However, so far, Wang Xuanyang has never seen a real strange beast.

The huge bird landed and fell onto the huge altar.

Only then did Wang Xuanyang see clearly what the bird looked like.

It was actually a ghost face sculpture.

Wang Xuanyang has read the information about strange beasts and birds at the level, so he can identify them.

It's just that the body size is much larger than that of a normal ghost eagle.

The huge body gives people an extremely strong sense of oppression. The black feathers seemed to be made of metal, exuding a chilling luster, and each of them was extremely sharp.

The most terrifying thing is the head of a grimace, which looks like a furry human head, and looks particularly gloomy and terrifying.

"That's it?"

However, Wang Xuanyang's eyes soon fell on a man sitting cross-legged on the back of the ghostly devil.

His whole body was covered in a black robe, and his half-exposed face was also covered with a dark grimace mask.

Wang Xuanyang was shocked. He could actually control the ghost face sculpture suspected to be a level 3 strange beast. The strength of this mysterious man in black robe can be imagined.

wrong?

Wang Xuanyang suddenly felt the aura of this mysterious man in black, which was not as powerful as he imagined. At least Wang Xuanyang could sense that the aura of his body was far less powerful than Xing Jiansheng.

However, this person is at least level 1.

A talisman master can control a third-level ghost face sculpture, which is a bit weird.

"Meet the Demon Master."

As the ghost face sculpture fell onto the altar, all the black wind thieves shouted loudly.

"Demon Master? Could this person be the Black Wind Old Demon, the highest leader of the Black Wind Thief?"

Wang Xuanyang's heart moved, but he was deeply dormant and did not dare to reveal it at all.

He felt that he seemed to be about to understand the shocking secrets of the Black Wind Thieves.

"The altar of the demon god has been built. Let us sacrifice with the most fanatical beliefs and awaken the great demon god who has been sleeping for a long time!"

The mysterious man in black robe who was sitting cross-legged on the grimace sculpture stood up, raised his hands high, making a hoarse and stiff sound, but this sound gave people a powerful, fanatical, and intoxicating power.

All the Black Wind Thieves became extremely excited.

They exuded a feverish aura and shouted.

A frightening and strange atmosphere permeates the basin.

Wang Xuanyang felt cold in his heart. Although he was not affected by the power of the sacredness, he felt that the atmosphere in this basin was changing, as if an invisible force was infiltrating and influencing, and invading his heart at all times. If it weren't for the chaotic true species that had fluctuations and blessings on his heart at all times, he was afraid that he would have become one of the Black Wind Thieves.

At this moment, among the Black Wind Thieves, a member of the Black Wind Thieves was struggling hard.

He almost couldn't control it.

This person is Weng Buqi.

He got involved in the Black Wind Thieves.

Originally, his target was Wang Xuanyang, but he had never found Wang Xuanyang's whereabouts, but he encountered a group of Black Wind Thieves. In order to find the Black Wind Thieves' nest, he got involved in the Black Wind Thieves.

With his strength, he is close to the cultivation level of a peak-level treasure talisman, and he is naturally not difficult to get involved in the Black Wind Thieves.

However, after entering this basin, he suddenly felt that the Black Wind Thief was not as simple as he imagined. He seemed to be approaching a shocking secret.

So he decided to lie down.

At least the power of the Black Wind Thieves was not enough to pose too much threat to him. At least there was no talisman master level, and even the tactile talisman dynasty is at the intermediate level, not even the advanced one.

Although there are many, he is confident that he can forcefully kill the top leaders of the Black Wind Thieves and then break out.

That's why he didn't leave.

Several days passed in a row.

Sure enough, he waited for the Black Wind Thieves's behind the scenes.

However, he didn't have time to be happy, and then he became deeply regretful. The ghost face sculpture that came down was terrifyingly powerful, and it was actually comparable to the power of the Fu Sect, at least a third-level alien beast.

Fortunately, his mental will is extraordinary, and he carries a talisman that resists the attack of his mind, so he barely supports it.

He already regretted it very much. Unfortunately, even if he leaves now, he will definitely not be able to escape. If he is just an ordinary talisman master, he should be able to fight with his own strength and trump card. At least there is no problem with escaping. However, if he is a high-level talisman master, he will definitely die, let alone a level three-level beast.

So he can only hide among the Black Wind Thieves.

What he was most worried about now was whether the old monster Black Wind would have any way to identify him.

So he didn't dare to do anything at all. He followed suit when all the Black Wind Thieves knelt down and shouted at the demon master.

However, the next scene completely made him desperate.

The terrifying psychedelic power almost completely collapsed his spiritual will, and he seemed to be trapped in an endless nightmare.

He knew that once his mind was lost, he would completely lose himself, become a member of the Black Wind Thieves, lose himself, and be like a walking corpse.

Seeing that he was about to resist, suddenly, a long roar came from the black whirlwind in the distance, like the sound of thunder rolling, the black whirlwind swaying, as if it was in a collapse.

"The bold monster actually acted in our human realm and deserved death!"

The long roar was extremely far away at the beginning, but a few breaths reached the sky above the basin. Then a terrifying fire light tore the endless black whirlwind, condensed into a fire cloud over the basin, covering the sky and the sun, and an extremely cold voice was passed down.
Chapter completed!
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