Another dark night falls.
Within the ancient battlefield, in the thick darkness, there were three figures wrapped in black robes close to each other. The two figures in black robes next to them supported the figure in black robes in the middle while carefully avoiding the dense crowds of people on the ancient battlefield. There was a crack in the space, and while looking around, he couldn't see the world beyond one meter, looking extremely vigilant.
"My thunder pills are almost used up. Where are yours?" The tallest figure in black robes on the far right said in a hoarse voice. Although his voice was as calm as possible, the worry in it was still hard to conceal.
The slightly thin figure in black robe on the left sighed, and a thin voice came from under the black robe, "My thunder pills are almost gone, what should I do?"
When the tall man in black robe on the right heard this weak, even slightly crying voice, his face hidden under the black robe instantly darkened, and his hoarse voice was filled with anger, "How could you enter the ancestral ruins like this! "
The thin man in black robe lowered his head slightly, pretending not to hear. However, the hand supporting the injured figure in black robe could not suppress the trembling.
"Ahem." The black-robed figure who had been silent in the middle suddenly coughed a few times and said in a hoarse voice, "I still have some thunder pills here. It's all my fault for being injured, which affected both of you."
Although this voice is hoarse, you can still tell that it is a female voice, frail but with a pitiful charm.
The thin man in black robe on the left just shook his head silently and said nothing.
On the other hand, the tall black robe on the right, whose originally angry and hoarse voice towards the thin black robe softened a lot in an instant, "Why did the Bai Ling tribe sister say this? I am the same as the demon tribe, and we should take care of each other."
The black-robed figure named Bai Ling heard the tall figure's words, and his originally weak voice became more and more charming, "Thank you, Brother Shangdi Clan, but in this ancient battlefield, we should not reveal our identities as monsters to avoid being harmed. To be surrounded and killed by human monks."
Facing the woman with a charming tone, the tall figure Shang Di was obviously much easier to talk to. He didn't show any anger when he heard this. Instead, he laughed and said cheerfully, "What the Bailing tribe girl said is that I didn't think well."
The two of them were talking as if there was no one around, and only the thin black-robed figure remained silent. But after a moment, the thin black-robed figure who had been silent suddenly said, "It seems that there is no bone demon soldier nearby?"
Shang Di, who was having a close chat with Bai Lingtou, was interrupted by a thin figure. His aura rose and he seemed about to get angry again, but Bai Ling stopped him.
"Indeed, it stands to reason that the dark night of the ancient battlefield is full of white-bone demon soldiers. We were chased all the way before, but now, we have not encountered the white-bone demon soldiers for half a moment." As soon as these words came out, It showed that although Bai Ling had been chatting with Shang Di, he was also paying attention to the situation around him and never relaxed his vigilance.
Hearing the admiration for the thin figure in Bai Ling's words, Shang Di's whole body pressure dropped. He glared at the thin figure through the black robe, and then smiled at Bai Ling and said, "The girl from the Bai Ling tribe is indeed as considerate as dust."
The thin figure was glared at by Shang Di. The figure trembled again and became even more silent.
Bai Ling frowned slightly. Her arm was scratched by the Bone Demon Soldier, which shocked her consciousness. Now, half of it was broken in the sea of consciousness, with constant throbbing pain. It was really uncomfortable. Before recovering from the injury, she still had to Relying on the support of the two people around him, he can't have conflicts in his heart.
Thinking of this, Bai Ling's face turned pale and she wanted to show a smile. She opened her small mouth, but before she could make a sound, the thin man in black robe spoke again. This time, there seemed to be some hesitation in his words, "Do you have any words?" Didn’t hear anything?”
sound?
Bai Ling and Shang Di looked at each other, the expressions on their faces became serious, and they both listened attentively. In the ancient battlefield, there are definitely more than just one or two crises, there are many unknown dangers, and that is the real danger.
The dark night, as if boundless thick ink was heavily smeared between the sky and the earth, was full of ink. Even if I used the demonic power in my eyes, I still couldn't see the scene a few meters away. There was no wind, no moon, the ancient night in the middle of the night. The battlefield was silent and horrifyingly empty, like a giant beast with its mouth open, swallowing up all the light.
In this deep, silent and terrible night, there was a thin and broken sound, faintly coming from the darkness.
As the three of them listened attentively, this voice gradually became clearer, as if it was gradually approaching them.
“Huh hehe”
Intermittent sounds came, as if someone lowered their voice, echoing in the darkness with a jeering laugh.
Although the three of them claim to be the leaders of the younger generation of the demon clan, and as monks, they have seen countless demons and monsters, but in this boundless darkness, when they suddenly heard such a voice, they still felt creepy and shuddering. .
Because the dark night of the ancient battlefield was so dark that one could not see even one's fingers. Even though the three people's scalps were numb and ominous signs kept rising in their hearts, the three people still did not dare to act rashly, because they did not know the intermittent Jie Jie laughter. Where did it come from? What if they chose a direction to escape and bumped into the owner of this eerie laughter? Wouldn't that mean they had fallen into a trap?
Listening to the arrogant laughter that surrounded them all the time, it sounded from time to time, and the words became clearer and clearer, as if they were getting closer and closer, and the three of them all changed their expressions.
Shang Di wanted to release more of his spiritual consciousness, but when he only released a little more of his spiritual consciousness, it was all crushed by the ubiquitous space cracks. He immediately groaned and took a step back.
Bai Ling quickly stretched out her hand to support Shang Di and lowered her voice and said, "Brother, don't let your spiritual consciousness go out. In the ancient battlefield, don't use your spiritual consciousness too much."
"Haha, someone is there"
The sound was getting closer and closer, and the expression on Bai Ling's face changed slightly, and he suddenly remembered something, "We were still wondering why there were no bone demon soldiers here. Could it be because of this sound!"
The expressions of Shang Di and the thin figure changed at the same time, both looking ugly.
"According to rumors, the white-bone demon soldiers are also divided into different levels. The blue fire in the eyes is a demon soldier, the red fire in the eyes is a demon general, the purple fire in the eyes is a demon commander, and the demon soldier He is ignorant, but the demon general can already give birth to spiritual consciousness. However, there are only demon generals among tens of thousands of demon soldiers. Is this how we met?" Although Shang Di is irritable and irritable, he is not short of knowledge. , reacted immediately.
There are many white-bone demon soldiers, but they have no intelligence and move slowly, so they are not much of a threat. But the demon generals and commanders with intelligence are probably not something they can deal with.
