Hidden God·Dawn

The night wind was bitingly cold, mixed with a strong smell of blood, making a strange and eerie howl in the surging darkness in the forest.

The black-brown rotten mud surged violently under the extreme speed of those black claws, and the dead leaves in the four fields were lifted into the air by strong force, and then shattered and turned into powder, just like the wind and sand suddenly rolled up in the Western Wilderness Desert , but was hidden without a trace by the darkness deeper than ink.

The cold and strange aura is like a devouring ghost, violently rushing from all directions, trying to swallow everything.

Concentrating on catching the evil spirit overflowing in the strong wind, Prince Fufeng's blood-colored eyes half-covered under the flying hair coldly scanned the large black veins surging in the night, and gradually clenched the handle of the knife with his right hand.

It was a knife that seemed ordinary but not ordinary. The slender handle and scabbard were both made of Kongsang Shenmu. Some kind of mysterious rune.

Under the night, the silver streaks exude a faint white gleam, which is unremarkable like the reflection of starlight at random.

However, only Prince Fufeng knew what kind of powerful power was hidden under the white light, and those silver streaks were an equally powerful seal, suppressing the resentful spirits in the blade so that the blade holder would not be backlashed by the violent rage.

The slender and sharp blade broke free from the scabbard, and the black demonic aura spread unscrupulously like a man-eating vine, wrapping most of Prince Fufeng's body in it.

No one knows the origin of this knife, and no one has seen its true power. They only know that it has a particularly domineering name—Zhu Tian!

At this moment, it seemed to have a premonition of something, and it trembled restlessly in the master's grasped hands, like a devil eager to drink blood.

And its owner is like a knife out of its sheath, exuding an extremely cold breath, sharp and cold.

The endless demonic hands surged like a black tide, and the rustling of the grass leaves was accompanied by a sharp and piercing hiss, the momentum was astonishing.

When the encirclement shrinks within the opponent's attack range, the huge claws jump up from the ground like a python, and then spread their sharp five fingers, volleying down to kill!

The Kuroshio tide suddenly rose several feet high, instantly destroying the already dilapidated branches and leaves in the sky again, and the dots of sky light coldly shone down, passing through the crown of trees with broken branches and leaves, swaying in the black tide that rose from the ground. Mottled shadows.

At that moment, the violent air flow rushed down, and under the flying black robe, 36 pairs of eyes were bloodshot, and the figure turned into 36 black whirlwinds in a flash, soaring from the ground, facing the top of the head without fear. All the hands of thousands of demons!

The bloody knife light spread like a huge cicada's wings in the black tide, and the black claws covered with thick bags were cut off from the wrists one after another, and fell down overwhelmingly, but not a single drop of the splashed thick water touched Fufeng Prince's body.

He still didn't move, but quietly closed his eyes at some point, with a calm and focused expression, as if he was waiting for something, and seemed to be sensing some hidden power.

36 When the black-robed ghosts fought fiercely against the hands of the demons, they did not blindly expand the scope of the battle. No matter how their bodies changed, when they landed, they were always evenly distributed within ten feet of Prince Fufeng's body, and still ignored the demon soldiers of the same camp Ghost generals, let them be brutally killed and devoured.

Suddenly, as if he felt something, the demon sword in his hand vibrated suddenly, and amidst the buzzing sound, Prince Fufeng suddenly opened his eyes, the blood in his eyes was like a burning hell fire, and the eyes that were as bright as demons were like lightning in the darkness, turning quickly. In the eyes of the hand, the sky grows when it sees the wind, as if absorbing all the surrounding blackness, the black evil spirit suddenly expands, and then shrinks and solidifies extremely sharply, becoming a part of the blade body!

The astonishing transformation took only a split second. When the sword in Prince Fufeng's hand was about to be swung, Zhutian had grown several times larger, and he was facing somewhere beyond the black frenzy with a ferocious and murderous aura!

Yes, he heard, an extremely slight but extremely sharp whistling sound from the depths of the distant dark night, cutting through the night soundlessly, as if it would also quietly break through his chest in an instant.

It was the sound of flying arrows, naturally it was not an ordinary feathered arrow, but it was not a phoenix arrow either. From the position when the sound first came out, it could be calculated that the person who shot the arrow was at least three miles away, and the range of the phoenix arrow could not be reached. More than 800 meters!

Three miles, five hundred feet, one thousand and five hundred meters, such a long distance, with countless vegetation in between, and shooting in the dark night where you can't see your fingers, it is almost impossible to hit the target!

However, Prince Fufeng knew very well that the ghost bird and the god phoenix would never do such unnecessary stupid things, every step she took must have her purpose, and no action would be superfluous.

So he can't take this arrow lightly!

The blade whizzed and cracked the sky, but when a wave of black tide surging again in the direction in his eyes was torn apart by some invisible but violent force, he only saw thick black water splashing all over the sky and broken black sharp claws It was as if a huge hole was instantly burned out by a dark fire in a curtain covering the sky!

There are no arrows!what is that?What the hell is that?

Prince Fufeng was startled, but the situation was critical and he couldn't think too much about it. The saber was already out of the way and he couldn't change his moves or dodge it. He had no choice but to no longer hold back, and quickly mobilized all his monster power to rush towards the Tianzhu Kuang in his right hand. Relying on intuition, he slashed with great power and fury!

There was a loud bang like thunder and fire smashing down the world, where the blade slashed, the black air surged and recoiled instantly, and the fire-like color exploded out of thin air between the black air and the dark night, spreading in all directions at an astonishing speed, instantly covering the As far as the eye could see, heart-piercing screams erupted everywhere.

At that moment, Prince Fufeng accurately captured the invisible murderous aura lurking in the night with his keen senses, and he was hit by a single blow.

However, the strength of the other party was completely beyond expectations. He didn't know what he was slashing, but he clearly saw that the moment his knife touched the invisible mysterious object, the Mithril wristband in his right hand was immediately shattered. , flew out like a hidden weapon, the clothes on the arms fell off like pieces of burnt ghost paper and turned into fly ash, a terrifying force recoiled back unstoppably!

Such a tyrannical and unparalleled power, as if the gods used the mountains as hammers to rush towards them, enough to destroy everything.

With a swishing sound from his hand, Prince Fufeng flew out of his hand, and the figure of Prince Fufeng shot backwards like a feathered arrow almost in an instant like lightning. The sticky and hot blood spattered in the air, and the large blood flower that had bloomed had not yet landed. It was instantly reduced to ashes by the scorching fire wave that broke out suddenly under that blow!

Amidst the deafening roar, Prince Fufeng, like a huge boulder projected by a long-range siege machine, whizzed away along a high and far arc at an extremely terrifying speed, knocking down more than a dozen century-old trees in a row Only then can the castration be stopped!

However, the turbulent scorching fire wave was like a galloping beast, engulfing his figure before he landed, burning everything behind him.

The ghosts in black robes saw a flash of black shadow almost at the same time as they heard the loud noise. Before they could react to what happened, the scorching waves of fire surged like mountains and rivers, engulfing everything in an instant!

His back slammed into something, and Prince Fufeng spat out big mouthfuls of blood again. His whole body was in unbearable pain as if being torn apart, especially the right hand holding the knife. It was as if it had been chiseled by a knife and an axe, and the white bones were exposed.

The darkness was dispelled in an instant, and the whole world turned into a fiery red color, as if entering another eternally burning world, where nothing but fire was still fire.

A moment ago, the dense forests on both sides of the Nanshan crossing were still full of vitality, but in the blink of an eye, all the twigs and green leaves turned into ashes on the ground, leaving only the bare trunk standing sadly in the wilderness. Burning, a fiery red color emerges from the depths of the skin, and endless blue smoke rises to cover the sky and the moon.

However, compared to these, the empty Nanshan Road is the most frightening!

All the seven thousand ghosts and ghosts who followed disappeared without a trace, and they were wiped out like grass and trees in the mountains in the aftermath of that blow!

"Cough...cough cough..." The thick smoke choked into his lungs, Prince Fufeng couldn't help coughing violently, his back was burning and stinging, presumably he hit a burning tree trunk, fortunately, the light armor on his body was not extraordinary , can be blocked for a while.

"Your Highness! Your Highness!" The ghosts in black robes yelled in shock and anxiety, their hurried footsteps lost their usual orderliness, and they were obviously seriously injured.

Prince Fufeng raised his head slightly, and in the sight distorted by the green smoke, 36 in a black robe rushed towards this side at a high speed, and the wind and dust under his feet filled the whole field.

The blood color in both eyes receded and became dull and lifeless. The deep and dead energy quickly swelled in the pupils of the eyes. The bones and tibial veins in his body seemed to be shattered. He leaned against the tree like a pile of mud, and all his strength seemed to be drained. , even breathing felt extremely laborious, and the nose was filled with the smell of blood.

However, His Royal Highness Liugui, who was dying, looked at the corner of his clothes gradually protruding from the thick smoke and darkness after Feng Chen, and a faintly sneer flashed across his blood-stained lips.

"Feng'er! I've been waiting for you here for a long time!" The faint voice was vague and unpredictable, without any killing intent or sarcasm, it floated gently from the distance behind the smoke like a sigh.

"Who's there?" Prince Fufeng didn't open his mouth to answer, but the black-robed ghosts who had already rushed to him immediately became alert and turned around like lightning, covering Prince Fufeng layer by layer without any trace of changes in their bodies. The blood in it is more ferocious than a wolf.

The heavy smoke was pushed away by an invisible force, and the blurred shadow gradually became clear in the night. An extremely beautiful woman was like a mandarin tail flower blooming through the mist.

Wrapped in light-colored Chinese clothes, she wore a seductive purple robe, revealing a graceful neck and clearly visible collarbone. It ignited in the flames, and it was even spotless, as if some kind of power separated it from the wolf smoke everywhere.

On the tall and full forehead, the cloud bun is towering, and the pearl hairpin is dangling, which looks gorgeous and noble. However, on the mature and exquisite face, the purple phoenix-tail-like demon pattern at the corner of the eye is indescribably charming.

At this moment, the footsteps of the ghost bird and the god phoenix stopped at the north direction of Nanshan Road, which was a hundred meters away from Prince Fufeng, through the messy old burning trees. His face was calm and calm, as if such a result had been expected.

But her face was pale, and there was a little tiredness between her thrush eyebrows. I don't know if the blow just now consumed too much energy.

"Ghost bird god phoenix!" Seeing the face of the comer clearly, the living 36 black-robed ghosts showed no surprise on their faces, but 36 hands tightened at the same time, and the knife in their hands was bloody again. , the eyes are cold and fierce, absolutely fearless!

"I don't want to be like this either, but I have no choice. Since you insist on being my stumbling block, then I can only kill you." The Goddess of God Phoenix, who had already achieved her goal without claiming to be the palace, did not have the domineering and aggressive attitude. Killing intent, as if she didn't want to kill Prince Fufeng at all, and she was not the winner of this battle. Such ruthless words were uttered somewhat innocently.

Prince Fufeng still didn't speak, but his lifeless gaze stayed on the golden longbow held tightly in the woman's hand, and the expression on his face was clouded by the light of the fire.

It was a very special longbow. A pair of golden bow arms were slender and slender, but somehow gave off a feeling of extreme toughness. There were strange and simple patterns engraved on the surface of the bow, as if some kind of inscription pattern from ancient times. The lines are tough and domineering, exuding inviolable majesty and chill.The bow at the end was as sharp as an arrow, with a cold metallic luster in the firelight.But the thin bowstring is fiery red in color, and the scorching flames flow endlessly in the string like a scorching rock oar!

However, there is no quiver behind the ghost bird and the god phoenix!

"Heh...hahaha..." As if thinking of some possibility, Prince Fufeng, who had been silent all this time, suddenly sneered, and his words were rarely tinged with despair and self-mockery: "Eight Desolation Shadowless Bow? Really? God's will! After tens of thousands of years, it has returned to the hands of your ghost bird clan, and it has fallen into your hands, no wonder you have the courage to set up an ambush here!"

Eight Desolation Shadowless Bow, a shocking sharp weapon lost by the Ghost Bird Clan for tens of thousands of years

"Shan Hai Jing Da Huang Bei Jing" contains: "Among the great wilderness, there is a mountain named Arctic Tianhuan, and the sea lives in the north. There are nine gods, human and bird body, named Jiufeng.

In the ancient times when the ghost and bird clan had not entered the way of demons and were the gods of the fairy mountains, the longbow made of the horns and dragon tendons of the ancient mythical beast Fire Dragon contained a terrifying power that could burn everything in the world, so it was regarded as a town clan. The treasure is tributed on the top of Tianhuan in the Arctic.

Afterwards, the Three Realms were in turmoil, and the Heaven and Earth were overthrown. The Nine Phoenix God Clan gradually broke away from the divine book and became a demon in the turmoil brewing in the heaven and earth.

Now the world is changing, and the world is changing, but it seems to be an arrangement of fate in the dark. After tens of thousands of years, the magic bow has returned to the hands of the ghost bird clan.

Legend has it that the bow bearer only needs to inject true energy into the longbow, and then he can shoot out a powerful invisible rocket. The specific lethality depends on the bow bearer's cultivation.And the invisible arrow shot from the Eight Desolation Shadowless Bow has a range of up to 8000 meters, and can silently penetrate all obstacles following the breath of the target, until it hits the target by itself, bursting out with terrifying destructive power!