Zhutian: Starting from the World of Martial Arts

After hearing Zhou Wanmiao's words, Yun Jianshu pondered for a moment, touched the ring on his hand, and recalled:

"In this world, there are many things that work on the demon race but not on the human race, or have a counter-effect."

Yun Jianshu said this, looked at the moonlight rain again, and then said:

"Combined with this strange phenomenon, I guess it may be related to the moon.

The moon has always been the object of worship for the demon race, because many demons who have just opened their spiritual wisdom will instinctively swallow and spit out moonlight, thus becoming great demons.

So I guess this change should be related to the moon, and this moonlight Rain may be the legendary essence of the moon. "

When Yun Jianshu said this, he sighed slightly, looked at the strange phenomena that filled the world with some worry, and then said:

"I just don't know whether the appearance of this strange phenomenon is originally in this world, or it is the work of the demon clan. If these strange phenomena are related to the demon clan, I don't know if the demon clan will have another demon emperor. If so, it will really be the beginning of our human disaster. "

Zhou Wanmiao, who was next to him, didn't know what to say for a while after hearing what Yun Jianshu said. He could only stare at the moonlight rain in a daze, and couldn't help but be a little dazed.

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Cry...

The vulture, which had just absorbed a trace of the essence of the moon, chirped with satisfaction.

Feeling the increasing demon power in his body, the vulture's cheerful mood became even higher.

However, after absorbing the essence of the moon, the vulture focused its attention on the group of humans who were fleeing down the mountain below.

As a fierce bird, in its eyes, everything in this world except its master is either its enemy or its prey.

And the people below it are its enemies, and they are the enemies who killed its master, so it will chase them relentlessly and keep hovering over their heads.

It's almost there, almost there.

The vulture had a hunch that it had reached a critical value, and as long as it absorbed a few more strands of the essence of the moon, it would be able to become a more powerful monster.

When that time comes, it will have the power to kill the humans below. Even if it is the most fierce one, that is, the enemy who killed its master, it is still possible to kill him with its own innate magical powers when he is not paying attention.

Just when the vulture cried out and was about to swallow the essence of the moon again, it suddenly found that the people below had hidden, hiding under a cliff, just hiding in its blind spot, otherwise with its vision, it could see them clearly even if they were far away.

Don't worry, these humans can't run away anyway. When I break through and become a more powerful demon bird, I will tear you all to pieces.

Just as the vulture circled a few times and swallowed two strands of moon essence, the vulture found that there was no trace of these people below, and it couldn't help but feel anxious.

Is there another way to go down the mountain? Otherwise, why haven't they appeared yet?

The vulture no longer had the intention to eat the moon essence. After circling again, it slowed down the sound and frequency of its wings and began to circle down silently.

However, even when the vulture was circling down, it was prepared to avoid being ambushed.

I am a demon bird that has opened its spiritual intelligence, and it is impossible for me to fall into such an obvious trap.

Just as the vulture circled and descended a lot, and was about to see the blind spot under the cliff, it suddenly keenly discovered those people leaning tightly against the mountain wall.

Just when it discovered these people and was about to fly away from here, the most dangerous human among these humans suddenly shouted loudly, and then, not only did that human shoot a long spear at it, but it was also very fast.

At the same time, these humans also shot the crossbows they had prepared long ago at it, almost forming a net in the sky.

Looking at the long hair and the crossbows like arrows flying at high speed, the vulture cried again.

Oh, I am a demon bird with spiritual intelligence. If I am not sure, how could I fly down easily and fall into the trap of you humans.

As the vulture cried, a layer of green light immediately covered the body of this vulture, which looked particularly beautiful and light under the reflection of the moonlight rain.

After the whole body was covered with green light, the vulture's flying speed suddenly increased several times. Even the extremely fast spear and the rain of arrows like a net were easily avoided by it with a light flap of its wings.

After escaping the sneak attack of humans, the vulture felt a burst of triumphant joy in his heart., and then, it kept circling over their heads. With its own innate magical powers, it could easily dodge even if they attacked it, leaving behind a mocking cry.

When the vulture felt that the green light on its body had dimmed a little and was about to disappear, it began to circle and fly high in the sky, leaving only a group of angry humans.

Cry...

Just after it escaped from the attack range of these humans, the light on the vulture slowly dissipated.

The vulture shook its wings and prepared to swallow a few more strands of the moon essence. It had a premonition that if it swallowed less than ten strands of the moon essence, it would be able to break through the current situation and become more powerful.

Just when the vulture was about to climb up again, it suddenly felt that its wings seemed to be stared at by something, and it hurt violently.

The vulture's neck was originally long, so after turning its head, it easily found an arrow stuck in its wings.

However, even if the vulture found that it was shot by an arrow, it didn't care much.

Because with its current physique, even if it was shot by an arrow, as long as it didn't hit the vital part, the damage to it was really limited.

Based on the vulture's previous experience, as long as it found a place to pull out the arrow, its wound would heal in two or three days at most.

Just as the vulture was thinking about it indifferently, he suddenly felt dizzy. This feeling was very uncomfortable. It felt like the world was shaking and upside down. This feeling was like it drank the thing called wine for the first time under the deception of its owner.

But I didn't drink...

As the vulture's thought arose, it felt more dizzy.

Although the vulture didn't know why he suddenly felt dizzy, he also knew that at this time, the farther away from the group of humans, the better.

Finally, the vulture barely flapped its heavy wings and flew towards the nearest peak.

Let's sleep for a while, just for a while...

As this thought came to mind, the vulture's eyelids slowly drooped, and it glided towards the top of the peak with its eyes closed.