In the middle of the moon, the continuous moonlight was pulled into the bluestone coffin. On both sides of the coffin, there were two old guys dressed in black, thin and thin, looking shriveled and bloodless, watching.

These two old guys used the opportunity of absorbing all kinds of filthy auras through the bluestone coffin and purifying them into pure energy, and also gained a lot of benefits. Although they may not be able to make a great breakthrough in martial arts, they are very beneficial to the vitality of the body.

At this moment, a large group of crows flew past the sky, and the gate of the woofed slag covered the moon above the bluestone coffin. A terrifying aura radiated out of the bluestone coffin, instantly cutting through the sky, and falling down the dense red-eyed crows that were as dense as hundreds of them.

The black feathers, like dripping rain under the bright moonlight, have large bright red auras, drawn from the crow's body and gathered continuously into the bluestone coffin, covering the originally intertwined coffin with a layer of scarlet color.

When the group of red-eyed crows fell, the bluestone coffin roared up from the ground with a rumbling sound. When in the air, the coffin door opened wide, and a man in gray, eight feet tall and shriveled, was jumped out of it.

The two old guys who were originally waiting quietly on both sides of the bluestone coffin and taking advantage of the benefits saw this man in gray like a thin stubble. Their expressions changed slightly. They lowered their heads and dared not look directly at them, and called them the Holy Son.

The man in gray is the target of protecting the Tao of the two, and he is also the martial arts genius with extremely high numbers in the Huangquan Demon Sect.

I saw that his hair was sparse, growing like weeds on the top of his head, and his forehead was even more bare. It is most likely that he was born like this.

His face is stiff, his cheekbones are sunken, his eye sockets are like pits, and his skin is wrinkled like a dead tree bark. He is obviously a young man, but he is even older than an old man.

In addition, it has a long face that is comparable to a donkey and horse, with its lips turning outwards, and two sharp fangs that are wide to the edge of the lower lip.

The whole person cannot be said to be ugly, but he really doesn't look like a human, at least different from a person in the general sense.

In fact, the body that does not transform bones is one of the ancient great demons in ancient legends. The bloodline of the general minister is left behind. It is ugly. However, it is also a fact. The importance of the latter is far beyond the former.

And at first glance, this look is quite impactful, but after watching it for a long time, it is just that.

At least two Taoist protectors have long been accustomed to the honor of their saint sons. The reason why they dare not look at them is because of the psychological discomfort of the saint sons of Huangquan Sect.

"Since you are here, don't hide, Taohua Xiushu, I can smell the slutty spirit you are from afar."

After the Holy Son of the Huangquan Demon Sect landed, he gently swung his dry arms, which aroused a strong wind. The sound did not seem to be spit out of his mouth, but was revealed from his abdomen.

Every time I say a word, a buzzing sound echoes, which sounds very uncomfortable.

As soon as the Holy Son of Huangquan Sect finished speaking, he saw a ghost locust tree in the mass grave and flew down a man lightly. He was a peach blossom showman with a feminine appearance and a pair of peach blossom eyes.

The two of them belong to the evil path and are considered to be among the same path. However, one is from the Huangquan Sect and the other is from the Valley of Sin, neither of them is a good person.

Of course, in terms of status, the Holy Son of Huangquan Sect is far higher than this peach blossom showman and has a stronger momentum.

The Taohua Xiu came to the three of them, swayed the folding fan, smiled, and said,

"The Holy Son has such a keen sense of touch. I claim to be a great skill in hiding my breath. I never thought that I would be revealed by you in one word. I admire you, admire you!"

Taohua Xiushi was indeed surprised. His kung fu skills were a personal story in the Valley of Sin. If he practiced to the pinnacle, even the gods could hide it.

Although he was very far away from that realm, with his martial arts and his study of this kung fu, it was difficult for him to detect his existence in the innate, or in general, innate.

Therefore, he guessed that this was most likely related to the special physique of the saint of the Huangquan Demon Sect.

"Okay, let's talk nonsense. If you don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, come to me. There must be something important. I'll explain your purpose immediately."

Due to the physical condition, the saint son of the Huangquan Demon Sect had a stiff expression and could not see any specific psychological changes. He could only sense a little breath that leaked from it.

At least, the two Taoist protectors beside him had discovered that their Holy Son was in a good mood because of their long time. It was obvious that the Taohua Xiu's flattery was right.

The Taohua Xiushi didn't know this, and she looked terrified and didn't dare to be careless.

Although he is the best among the younger generation of the Valley of Sin, he is definitely not the strongest. Compared with this saint son with special physique, he has no confidence and dares not anger the other party.

Therefore, he quickly restrained his smile and said with a solemn face,

"The news has been heard from General Yangwu Meng Zhao that he intends to take advantage of the opportunity of the attack on the industry under his name to expand outward on the excuse of annihilation of eleven companies or forces with interests.

Moreover, he planned to invite Prince Bei Tang Hyuk of Yanping County to help him without helping him. At some critical moments, he could just wave the flag and shout and give him some fame and support.

The two also reached an agreement to blame those forces for the attack on the Meng family.

However, Meng Zhao is not easy to mess with. He wants Beitanghe to hand over the power to burn the Dragon Tooth Ship, at least he has to give an explanation, otherwise he will not give up."

When talking about Meng Zhao, Taohua Xiu carefully observed the performance of this saint son of the Huangquan Demon Sect.

Of course, his expression was as always without any change. However, a strange look burst out in his dead eyes, like two torches burning in it, full of ambition.

Nanshen and Beimeng can be said to be the two people who are most concerned about in the martial arts world of China. Naturally, they also include those who are obviously of great talent but cannot become famous.

For example, this saint son of the Huangquan Demon Sect is also a person of great fortune. He was abandoned because of his special physique at birth, but was lucky to be discovered by an elder of the Huangquan Demon Sect and taken back to the sect to raise.

His talent is transcendent and he is cultivated by the Huangquan Demon Sect. He can be said to be a lucky person. Of course, he also has enough strength and confidence to look forward to Meng Zhaochen Tianci and others.

They are all young people and may have special physiques. How could he not care at all when those two people became famous?

Of course, what I am most obsessed with is to weigh the value of the South and North Meng.

This is also the root cause of the change in the eyes of the Holy Son of the Huangquan Demon Sect when Taohua Xiu mentioned Meng Zhao.
Chapter completed!