Extreme Eternal Demon

Night gradually comes.

The sky had been filled with fire clouds for a long time, and gradually dimmed.

From bright red color to black.

Night enveloped the entire southern Xinjiang jungle.

This unknown mountain peak was also completely covered.

However, the dark night did not bring deathly silence here, but brought strong laughter and laughter.

The bonfire was already burning brightly.

The entire open space was already filled with girls from the Le Witch Gu Tribe.

They wear beautiful clothes.

Their eyes sparkled with joy and excitement.

Although they knew what would happen next, they did not resist.

Instead, it’s expectation.

They are deeply influenced by the teachings of witchcraft and Gu, and believe that this is a gift from the great witchcraft god.

They were chosen.

Sacrifice for the prosperity of the tribe.

This is their glory.

And around the campfire, there were some men from the tribe.

They were busy, peeling off the skin and tendons of the slaughtered animals, hanging them on the bonfire, and starting to barbecue.

This is their job.

At this moment, Li Wuyou was standing in front of the window of the wooden house, quietly and condescendingly looking down at everything here.

He didn't want to get involved.

He was waiting here for the young genius named Sang Boyun to appear.

Then, crush everything with your own hands.

"Ouch!"

The bonfire at the foot of the mountain suddenly broke out.

Then, there was a burst of excited cheers among the crowd.

Li Wuyou glanced slightly towards him.

It turned out that the soldiers from the Zhennan Palace appeared.

They took off their heavy and thick armor, and each of them wore simple clothes.

Strong and strong.

The selected tribal girls, with excitement in their eyes, greeted them one after another.

"Ha ha……"

"please!"

Amidst a burst of laughter, Liu Tianming and the high priest of the Wu Gu sect also appeared in Li Wuyou's sight.

The two people walked side by side to the center of the bonfire.

The wrinkles on the high priest's face were somewhat reddened by the bonfire.

The eyes were shining with light.

The food, materials, etc. sent by Zhennan Palace are very important.

It can prevent many people from starving to death in southern Xinjiang.

He raised his wine glass and said to Liu Tianming beside him,

"My most precious friend, thank you for your continued support. On behalf of Gu God and the people of Southern Xinjiang, thank you."

"Haha, you guys in Nanjiang have also done a lot for our Zhennan Palace. Happy cooperation!"

Liu Tianming raised a glass to welcome him.

The two gradually came and went, and the atmosphere was lively.

As for the soldiers and girls surrounding the bonfire, at this time, they had basically found the person they liked and started having fun.

They danced around the campfire.

Eating barbecue.

Others showed off their singing voices.

The night sky seemed to become full of life as a result.

"The little priest is here."

Just when it was getting lively, there was suddenly an even more excited scream from the crowd.

The little priest is here.

Li Wuyou's eyes flickered slightly, and then he looked in the direction of people's gaze.

A young man wearing an animal skin robe appeared there.

His face is exquisite.

His eyebrows were stern.

Sitting on a wicker chair carried by four big men, he was walking towards this side.

He is Sang Boyun.

That witchcraft sect is the youngest genius.

The evildoer who inherited the Golden Jade Dragon Gu.

However, at this moment, his face seemed a little ugly.

Especially when I saw those girls from the Witch Gu Tribe showing their charming faces in the arms of the Zhennan Palace soldiers.

He even wrinkled up inadvertently.

He didn't like this scene very much.

Why should the girls from his southern Xinjiang, the most beautiful girls, become the playthings of these rude Central Plains men?

Still want to be proud of it? !

boom!

When these thoughts flashed through his mind, Sang Boyun's eyes flashed with anger.

Then, the air waves all over his body erupted.

There was a faint golden halo lingering around him.

Looking at the form, it looks like a dragon.

This is the true energy blessing brought to him by the Golden Jade Dragon Gu.

More powerful than ordinary infuriating energy.

call out!

Sang Boyun's figure flew up from the wicker chair, and then with a gust of wind, he flew directly towards the cheerful and lively crowd.

The storm shakes.

The bonfire was swaying violently.

Those soldiers were shaken and staggered because of their low strength.

In an instant.

Sang Boyun came to Liu Tianming and the high priest who were sitting opposite each other.

The golden dragon energy converges.

He cupped his hands and said,

"I've seen the high priest and Mr. Liu."

Although he didn't like this kind of scene, he also understood the reason.

Participation is a must.

We must give face to the people of Zhennan Palace.

Otherwise, many people in southern Xinjiang will starve to death.

The conditions in southern Xinjiang meant that there would not be much food.

But he also has confidence.

When you really stand out, you will definitely be able to change the face of southern Xinjiang.

Therefore, he considered himself to be groveling at this time.

It's about bearing humiliation and bearing heavy burdens.

The pride in his eyes was vaguely visible.

"Haha, handsome young man."

Liu Tianming could guess something about Sang Boyun's behavior, but he would never show it to someone like him.

He smiled and said,

"I have long heard that Wu Guyi sent a young man with a gift of evil. When I saw him today, he really lived up to his reputation!"

"At such a young age, he has already reached the level of a fourth-grade master!"

"This is simply rare."

"Even in our Central Plains Martial Arts, Shaolin, Endless Suffering Land, etc., there are no such young fourth-grade masters."

"The witchcraft sect has a bright future."

"Mr. Liu doesn't know something. I just broke through to the fifth level of Grandmaster half a month ago."

Sang Boyun listened to Liu Tianming comparing himself with the people in the Central Plains Wulin, and a trace of pride appeared on his face again, and he said,

"Moreover, I have understood the three secrets of witchcraft."

"Even if you are an ordinary sixth-grade master, I can still fight!"

He is still very confident in his own strength and talent.

"Fifth grade? That's even more amazing!"

When Liu Xianming heard this, he couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise.

A fourth-grade grandmaster, at this age, can no longer imagine it.

Now, he has broken the fifth level again?

Really a monster.

However, after a slight pause, he thought of the helpless guy who had crushed him, and he sighed again.

Maybe Sang Boyun is very strong.

However, comparing the two, he is still far behind.

Not even a fraction of that guy's price.

"I have something to tell you. My grandson plans to participate in the Central Plains Wulin's jackpot this year."

At this time, the old priest on the side also said with pride,

"With his strength, I think he will definitely win the top prize this time."

"My witchcraft sect has not appeared in the world for a long time. This time, it will definitely attract the attention of the world."

The high priest looked excited and proud.

After the Gu demon caused chaos, the witch Gu sect fell silent for many years.

Now I finally have a chance to see Jianghu again.

He can't wait!

"Return to the world!"

"Prosperity for ever!"

The girls near the bonfire heard the conversation here, and their faces were filled with deep anticipation and enthusiasm.

They all shouted.

They also hope that their martial arts genius can lead the witchcraft sect and become famous again in the world.

Party atmosphere.

It became more lively with the shouts of these girls.

"A prosperous future?"

"Your dreams will eventually be shattered!"

Halfway up the mountain, Li Wuyou raised the corner of his mouth and sneered.

Then he opened the door.