310, roar(2/2)
The red-haired Taoist's sharp eyes struck at the monk who was in the late stage of foundation building, and he asked in a cold voice: "Which sect are you from?"
"Chiwu Sect, Taoist Lieyang, who are you? I asked you such a tone and temperament." Taoist Lieyang no longer held his hand, his eyes could not help but narrowed, and the aura around him was ready to go.
He has already seen that the person in front of him is not good.
The red-haired visitor did not answer Taoist Lieyang's question, but continued to talk to himself: "Two months ago, there was a bird demon cultivator who passed by here and was captured by you. Hand it over now, and I will leave you a complete corpse.
.”
Taoist Lieyang looked up to the sky and laughed as if he had heard the funniest joke: "Hahaha."
"You are just a ghost cultivator, how dare you speak so shamelessly?"
"You snooped into a certain family's secluded house at will, and I killed you today. It's no wonder that the forces behind you dare to speak arrogant words here."
"To tell you the truth, there is no owl eagle monster!"
"Even if there are monsters, they are just monsters. What they do is to kill monsters and eliminate demons."
"You ghost cultivator, don't know good from evil, otherwise someone will treat you as a monster and kill you if he is in a bad mood."
Taoist Lieyang snorted coldly, and the light and shadow of the flying sword surrounded him. The cold light was so intense that it stung his eyes. He really couldn't figure out the origin of the ghost cultivator in front of him, but he must not be an ordinary person, because the other person didn't show the slightest fear.
That's all. He actually acted in a matter-of-fact manner, as if he wasn't joking at all.
It is impossible for ordinary monks to have such confidence.
Just because he was unsure, Taoist Lieyang did not directly suppress it.
But thinking about it carefully, it seems that what this ghost cultivator is looking for is the monster.
"That monster, what are you talking about..." Taoist Lieyang recalled carefully, it seemed like...
"If you don't tell the truth, I will find it myself."
"The realm of ignorance."
The red-haired Taoist made an opening with his fingers and applied it on his forehead.
The vertical eye of the pattern opened the gap, and a black-red light suddenly shone on the owl's shadow condensed by the talisman. Then the light and shadow passed through the formation and landed at the base of the formation.
The four-armed owl was like a human pig, with its hands and feet cut off, and a formation flag nailed to its chest. It was unknown whether it was alive or dead.
The red-haired Taoist was as cold as ice and shouted: "It's too much to bully others!"
7017k
Chapter completed!