This is what cultivating immortals is like

The light and shadow were distorted, and two figures walked out of the suture secret realm.

King Black Feather has been released.

But not all of it, only half of it.

Because they were both birdmen and had the blood of the Golden-winged Dapeng, Lu Bei couldn't bear it. He used the excuse that practice was not easy to commute the sentence of King Black Feather. He released his soul with one punch, leaving behind an empty bird body.

"This king is too kind. This is not good. A kind person is ridiculed by others, and a kind bird has no wife. I can no longer be merciful and merciless in the future." Lu Bei sighed. The root of the problem with kindness has been with him since he was a child. He didn't know it. It's not too late to change now.

Mr. Xinli: "..."

You were obviously laughing the whole time.

The sight was too disgusting and smelled like wings, but she was not a wing after all. Lu Bei ignored it and raised his hand to tease the bird on his shoulder.

Black-winged golden-eyed eagle.

King Black Feather's spirit left quickly and was gone in an instant. The house was empty and uninhabited, so Lu Bei poured a ray of his own spirit into it to create a clone like Zhiyuan.

At this moment, the black-winged golden-eyed eagle transformed into a bird seedling with a wingspan of half a meter, squatting on Lu Bei's shoulder. The two birds interacted back and forth, having a great time.

Lord Xinli was sorting out the plan on the side and asked: "Sect Master Lu, your demon body is very different from King Black Feather. If you participate in the demon elimination conference in three days, I'm afraid you will be..."

"Don't call me Sect Leader Lu, call me King."

"..."

"Scream!"

"..."

"Tsk, there's no tacit understanding at all."

Lu Bei pouted: "My identity will not be exposed. I have already made preparations. Unless the food and wine served to guests on Tongxin Island are related to people, I will not be exposed."

In front of Lord Xin Li, he switched his demonic body to a bird face, changing into the height and body of King Black Feather, and then used his shape-shifting skills to transform into the bird face of King Black Feather.

Finally, a black-striped mask is attached, with three bird faces stacked on top of each other.

"One truth, one falsehood, one mask can guarantee you nothing."

Lu Bei laughed heartily, imitating King Black Feather's voice, and glanced up and down at Lord Xinli: "Even if Old Master Good Fortune sees the clues, I am also the ancestor of Black Feather, a complete monster, and a foreign enemy who invaded the Dragon Palace. Not a group of people.”

Lord Xinli subconsciously took a step back, with the same cannibalistic eyes, the meanings in the eyes of Lu Bei and King Heiyu were completely different, and they were not alike at all.

Farewell next time, unless you change into a pretty boy.

No, the acting is not up to par.

Lu Bei frowned when he saw this. As a talented person with an idol background, he was convinced that he could play the Black Feather King vividly. He calmed down and looked at Lord Xinli again.

His eyes slipped to several dangerous places, his eyes were filled with golden light and arrogance, and the word "eat" was written all over them.

It still doesn't work. He is also greedy for other people's bodies. He and King Black Feather are not in the same league, and he can't learn it even if he wants to.

This question is beyond the scope!

"There are still three days left, let's practice first."

After several attempts ended in failure, Lu Bei had no choice but to look away. He couldn't look at it anymore. If he continued to stare, he couldn't help but want to kill someone.

The two of them left the cliff of the island, searched for their senses with their spiritual consciousness, and headed straight for the bird's nest.

Like many monsters, King Black Feather is a poor man. He spends his days either refining his bloodline or going to nearby chain islands to fight other monsters. As long as his spiritual pursuits are satisfied, he doesn't care much about material enjoyment.

The cave is built against the rocks, and its structural design highlights a bold and uninhibited character. There are only a small number of little demons in the cave, only thirty in total.

What kind of master there is, there is what kind of little brother.

This group of little monsters were dressed in tattered helmets and armour, holding tetanus swords, with hair and grass growing on them. Their bodies were mixed with the stench of blood and feces, and they made Lu Bei afraid to move all the way.

The leader of the Tianjian Sect who defeated Wu Zhou was frightened by a few little monsters and hesitated.

"The king is back!"

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!!"

"Your Majesty has caught Aries again, so you can have a change of taste."

"The little girl's skin is so tender that you can squeeze out the water. It must taste very fresh. The ones last time were too salty."

King Black Feather is a monster who is cruel by nature and likes to eat blood. In addition to his own bloodline, there is also a reason for his cultivation.

In his opinion, the spiritual energy liquid in the body of human monks is a great tonic. Any monk with a year old is equivalent to a walking panacea, which truly achieves both deliciousness and nutrition.

Eating and drinking enough and then refining your blood vessels can be said to get twice the result with half the effort.

This kind of monster usually ends up with a bad end, either being used to gain fame, or turning into ashes under the catastrophe.

King Black Feather knows this, but still has evil thoughts that are hard to change. The reason is simple. If you don't eat people in the world of immortality, people will eat you. Without the speed of cultivation to get twice the result with half the effort, before the catastrophe came, his head was borrowed by the young hero of the human race to make a name for himself.

Unlike now, with his fists and power, the Yin and Yang Dao of the righteous sect turned a blind eye to his feeding of blood in order to win over him.

The birds are all gone, so it’s meaningless to talk about this. Let’s get down to business.

King Black Feather loves blood, and is especially fond of human monks, and the little demons under his command are no exception. When he sees Lord Xinli, his eyes light up and he sheds tears all over the floor.

Lord Xinli glanced at Lu Bei coldly, received a casual slap on the back of his head, and waved his hand to create a wave of fire.

Puffs of ashes drifted away.

The hot wind roared down, sweeping away the stinky blood in the cave. Several fiery red orbs were embedded in the wall, illuminating the cave in a bright red.

"It's too red. Let's change it to a darker one. Since we are monsters, it should be more sinister." Lu Bei ordered, turned around and walked toward the basement.

Prison.

The smell was pungent and pitch black.

Dozens of rusty iron chains hung down, sucking blood like poisonous ivy. Seven or eight human monks were pierced by bone-penetrating nails and hung in the air as if dead.

There were men and women, their clothes had been stripped clean, their hair was hanging down, and their bodies were stained with blood. Because the magic power in their bodies was sealed, they were reduced to food for the monsters to slaughter.

In this case, it is not a good thing to regenerate a broken limb.

Lu Bei frowned. He could tell that King Black Feather was a picky eater and didn't want any ugly ones. These unlucky monks washed away the stains on their faces and found that, not to mention ordinary things, at least their facial features were related to their good looks.

"It's a pity. After encountering this difficulty, I'm afraid it will be difficult to make progress in the future."

Lu Bei waved his sword energy, cut off the iron chains, and pulled out the bone-piercing nails one by one as the men and women watched with joy.

These unlucky guys have been captured by King Black Feather for some time, ranging from two to three months to half a year, and they know the rules of the prison.

The bone-penetrating nails were removed, which meant that King Black Feather was tired of it and sent them on their way with one last meal.

As far as the torture in the cave is concerned, death is definitely a relief.

“Jiejiejie————”

Lu Bei grinned heartily and hid one hand behind his back, sweeping away the evil thoughts deep in the souls of several monks: "Today I caught a top-grade ration, but you will keep it useless. I am very merciful. Do you have any last words?"

Some people were silent and some cried.

It was probably because the demonic thoughts had been eradicated, the desire to die quickly had faded away, and the fear of King Black Feather had also weakened a lot.

One of them said fiercely: "Devil, you will not die well!"

"Don't talk nonsense. This king is a demon. He does what a bird does and does what a bird does. Don't wrongly accuse other people of being a demon."

Lu Bei pointed out the mistake, came to the man, looked down from a high position and said: "Not bad last words, I hope you can still have such a tough mouth after you come to the table?"

In the darkness, a pair of golden eyes danced with arrogance.

There were two small ones squatting on the shoulders.

The man lowered his head and did not dare to look at each other. He was trembling on the spot. Just when Lu Bei secretly thought that there was no chance, the man borrowed the courage from nowhere and raised his head again and said: "If there is an afterlife, I will eat your flesh and drink your flesh." Blood."

"Oh, you are so brave!"

Lu Bei knelt down and raised his hand to comb through his long, bloody hair: "Bad boy, I remember your taste, not because I look down on you. Even if there is an afterlife, you are only worthy of being my food."

After saying that, hearty laughter echoed in the prison.

Curses were everywhere, and Lu Bei listened in his ears and said with interest: "You guys are interesting. The blood food I just caught today is of high quality. I am in a good mood. I will give you a chance to survive."

"You would be so kind?"

"Whatever the devil has in mind, just kill him if you want. You have to give alms to me, but I won't even care."

Lu Bei turned a deaf ear and raised his bird's claws and said: "Next year... no, ten years from now, I will be here waiting for you. When you have grudges and revenge, you will use whatever means you want. The ugly words are ahead, If ten years from now your methods are still the same as today and I am not able to have fun, then I will have no choice but to do it and eat you again."

"Monster, what do you mean?"

"It's fun!"

Lu Bei waved his sleeves to fan the strong wind, and led a few people to the island. Looking at the embarrassed figure falling into the sea, he raised his hand and teased the golden-eyed eagle on his shoulder: "Go away, remember to come to me in ten years to repay your kindness." , Of course, it doesn’t matter if you can’t wait, since I am not short of a few pieces of meat from you, so I may forget all about you next year.”

Some people are sad and angry, and some are worried.

But they all tacitly accumulated the magic power in their bodies, removed the bone-penetrating nails, and could walk away in the air after a while.

He was timid and timid at the moment, sweating profusely with anxiety, for fear that King Black Feather would change his mind.

The bold ones, such as the young man who repeatedly contradicted him, stared at Lu Bei with his eyes fixed on him, wanting to carve this face into his bones.

Lu Bei raised his hand and released the black-winged golden-eyed eagle. The latter fluttered its wings, its wings whipped into the strong wind, causing waves to hit several monks, only to knock them back again and again. They staggered into the air and flew into the distance like a bereaved dog. go.

"Just like this, if you live with resentment towards me, you will either become stronger and regain your dignity, or you will be cowardly for the rest of your life. Ten years from now, I am looking forward to your choice."

"Demon, I will definitely come back!"

"Stop talking and leave quickly."

"Jiejiejiejie————"

Lu Bei looked up to the sky and laughed until several figures completely disappeared, then he shrugged and stopped.

"It's so boring. I misjudged you. You ran so fast. No one was left to wait on me and serve tea and water."

A few steps away, Lord Xinli raised his eyebrows and said with a half-smile, "Sect Master Lu likes to be a bad guy?"

"Call me king!"