Tempered Immortal

After seeing the fog, a complete body appeared in the blinds of the two demons.

However, the two demons were a strange colour on their faces.

“Brother Negro, am I mistaken? Is this guy really the legendary old Gallo demon?” The tiger head monster scratched his head and his expression was full of doubt.

“It shouldn't be wrong, after all these years, the magic is so intense, not to mention what monsters will be suppressed in the battle besides the ancient Gallo demons of the clutch period.” The black-faced man mumbled, though he also felt a little absurd in his heart.

The two of them received the handbook of the people on the white crane, which naturally also describes the catastrophe millions of years ago...

The demons' origins remain unsaid, but there are countless charcoal-coated creatures.

Otherwise, demons and humans will not join hands.

In the final battle, the five demons were said to have joined forces with the four predecessors of the contiguous demons to fight against the ancient demons of Gallo. Although they prevailed, they could not be eliminated, and the monster could only be sealed in the end.

So you can see how amazing the power is.

In the minds of the two demons, there was already an imagination of the image of the ancient Garo demons:

Dozens of heights, blue-faced fangs, three heads and six arms, wrapped in hard scaly armor, extremely scary...

However, it's not as famous as meeting!

The demon in front of him is nothing but a high school monk, barefoot, dressed in a black monk's coat, holding a bead, looking at the image as a gift to Buddha. Is this the ancient Garo demon who once brought great havoc to the Island of the Spirit?

Are you kidding me?

The two demons widened their eyes, but the magic that pervaded the neighborhood reached an appalling point, and it was clear that this guy was indeed the demon.

A sip of spit swallowed, and the two demons gradually woke up from the shock. Regardless of what the ancient demons of Gallo looked like, they came here to find treasure.

Where's Shelley Eye?

According to the handbook, this treasure should be the center of the law of formation.

The two demons busily released the search for the gods, but unfortunately nothing was gained, yet a moment later, the black-faced man turned his eyes to the ancient demons of Carol.

“Negro, what have you got? ”

The tiger monster stuck around and followed his gaze.

But he saw the ancient demon in the form of a monk with a black lotus beneath his feet.

This lotus table is the usual thing of Buddha's Gate, but the one in front of it is black, and the surface of the black light is flowing, and it looks remarkable.

Although not found, this lotus flower table is also an extremely precious treasure.

The black-faced man swallowed a sip of spit and walked over with greed.

The tiger monster frowned and naturally did not want to lag behind. The ancient Garo demon was able to cause such a bloody storm. In addition to repairing itself to excellence, there must be a number of treasures.

Soon they came before the monks.

In close proximity, this guy also has a few charitable eyebrows, saying, people can't look, sea water can't fight.

“What exactly is this Black Lotus? ”

“I don't know, the beads in his hand, so magnificent, want to be a treasure too, why don't we take one by ourselves?” The black-faced man spoke so much.

“Yes!” the tiger head monster nodded and promised: “But I want that black lotus. ”

“You want Black Lotus? ”

“Nice.”

“Okay!” The black-faced man hesitated and finally nodded.

Then the two demons pinched each other and prepared to collect the treasure. Only the black-faced man read the words, and a light flew out of his sleeve and rolled into the rosary.

The tiger's head monster frowned and naturally did not want to fall behind. It also applied the magic of isolation.

A monster gushed, but it didn't work, and the two treasure lines didn't move.

Once both demons were stunned, their expressions were a little ugly, and then they performed a number of mysteries, still unable to collect treasures...

“Nigger, what's going on? ”

“Ask me, who am I going to ask? The other party is a clutch demon, and the treasure is naturally a little weird.” The black-faced man finished his speech and took a closer look.

“Would it be necessary to drip blood into it? I've seen it in a book once, saying that many of the magic objects need to drip blood to identify with the Lord. ”

“Oh?” the black-faced man stopped, his face showed some thought, but the tiger head monster didn't think so much, a big mouth, sprayed a ray, his wrist circled, cut a shallow wound, blood ticking down.

Blood fell on the lotus stage, the black light flashed, and then dipped into it and disappeared.

A fierce demon appeared.

Giggle...

As a slight sound entered his ear, the eyes of the ancient Garo seemed to move, but then returned to silence.

Is it your own eyes?

The Tiger Head Monster was a little disturbed, but when his eyes reached the black lotus, he was soon replaced by greed.

With his hands pinched and words read in his mouth, the lotus stage did shake. Although it was small, the demon was overjoyed.

With excitement, two more steps were taken.

Looks like the collection was successful.

Yet, at this moment in time, there was a sudden mutation.

A black remnant, like a long-submerged snake, suddenly bursts like him...

Due to the speed, it was impossible to see what it was. The Tiger Head Monster was shocked. It was too late to hide. He could only drink it with a single blast and festive shield.

Huh...

A loud noise entered the ear, the shield was actually like paper paste, easily torn, the tiger head monster's face revealed the color of pain, chest penetrated.

What penetrated his body was a black whip-shaped thing, extending out from behind the ancient Garo demons, a tail, roughly thick arms, scary.

After all, the tiger monster is a demon tribe during the transformation period. Such injuries are not fatal enough for him. With a flash of anger on his face, he must perform other secrets.

It's too late...

From that tail, a myriad of black threads emerged, a straw the size of only hair, pierced into the body of a tiger head monster like a cow hair needle.

Psst...

A teething sound came, and the tiger's head monster's body quickly dried up, and his flesh was absorbed by the ancient Garo demons.

No... it's not just flesh, evil, even bones, it's almost a blinking kung fu, the tiger monster is eaten by the other party.

From flesh to soul, there is no survival.

“What kind of magic work is this? ”

The black-faced man witnessed this strange scene with his own eyes. Naturally, his soul flew out of the sky. He reached out his hand and slapped it hard in the back of his brain.

A few grays flew out of his mouth.

Rapid surge, turning into several grey bone knives of about the length, flashed, and split in front of the demon.

The ancient Garo had opened his eyes, and he could not see what he was doing, and a red shield appeared.

This shield is not eye-catching, but the black-faced man has a frenzied expression: “Oh, this is the only magic of Xuanfeng Gate, you... Aren't you the ancient Garo demon?” (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)