hey demon

Chapter 369
"Han Shan has seen the bat master."

On the altar, shrinking in size, restraining his breath, watching the falling sedan chair, a four-winged cicada that was carved like precious jade hurriedly greeted it, without any arrogance of a 9000-year-old demon in his gestures.

And at this moment, the old bat lying on the sedan chair slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were cloudy and dim, apparently he was not far from becoming blind.

"Reached?"

Looking over, he saw some blurred scenes, and the old bat whispered softly.

Holding the five-bat scepter in his hand, the old bat struggled to stand up. Seeing this scene, Chilling Cicada with Four Wings, Han Shan wanted to step forward to help him, but was stopped by the old bat with a wave of his hand.

"Although I am old, I can still walk by myself."

Holding a cane in his hand, he stood up. Although he was a monster, at this moment, the old bat was no different from a human.

"Bat Master, aren't you still cultivating? Why did you come to the altar at this time?"

Looking at the slow-moving old bat, the cold mountain demon asked the doubts in his heart.

Hearing this, the old bat didn't directly give an answer.

"I heard that you have summoned all the mountain monsters to discuss the attack on Dali, how do you feel?"

Looking at the center of the altar, the old bat's words were full of calm.

Hearing this, the big monster Han Shan showed a hint of disdain in his eyes.

"Just a bunch of rabble."

In front of the old bat, the cold mountain monster did not hide his contempt for the monsters of the mountains at all, but it also has such qualifications. As the son of the cicada king, it not only has outstanding aptitude, but also has been supported by the Hancicada family. Now it has nine With a cultivation base of 500 years, there is no one who can compare with all the monsters in the mountains.

Seeing Chilling Cicada's attitude and getting such an answer, the old bat was noncommittal, but couldn't help but let out a sigh.

"Speaking of which, I am also responsible for the decline of the Southern Wilderness Monster Clan."

"At the beginning, your father fought against the old Taoist Qianyang and was severely injured. In order to help it melt into a cocoon again and successfully cultivate into a golden body, I have traveled all over the famous mountains and borrowed land for a hundred years. There is something more powerful."

Speaking of this, the old bat's face showed a humane sigh, not only for the monsters in the Southern Wilderness, but also for itself, it is not so easy to borrow luck.

"The Bat Master doesn't need to sigh. Back then, the human race was coming in a fierce manner. If my father and king hadn't stepped forward, this southern wilderness would have been trampled by the human race. It should be borrowed from them for a hundred years."

Looking at the sad bat master, Chilling Cicada spoke a word of relief, at least in its view, it was nothing.

Hearing this, the old bat shook his head.

"I never regret what I have done. I just want to tell you that the monsters in the Southern Wilderness seem mediocre at this time, but as the general trend rolls up, there will be dormant people who will ride the wind. You must not be careless."

With earnest words, the old bat warned.

Hearing this, the Four-Winged Cicada nodded, but he didn't care too much about it, not to mention himself, his father, the Han Cicada King, would wake up soon, the sky in the Southern Wilderness was destined to be the sky of their Han Cicada, and the rest of the monsters could only bow their heads .

Looking away, knowing that the four-winged chilling cicada didn't really listen, he sighed in his heart. The old bat didn't say anything more, and went straight to the highest point of the altar, where a jade cicada was enshrined, with a faint golden light flowing around it, It was the cicada slough left by the Han Cicada King.

"Your Majesty is about to wake up. Connecting the heaven and the earth, triggering changes in the sky. Now is the time when the cold wave is surging. I want to take advantage of this time to prepare a congratulatory gift for your majesty's exit."

Step by step, the shriveled and rickety body inflated as if inflated. At this moment, the old bat answered Chilling Cicada's first question.

Hearing this, he felt the aura emanating from the old bat's demon body, and his four-winged cicada Han Shan's expression changed slightly. At this moment, he seemed to be a huge beast awakened. A terrifying aura erupted from the old bat's body. The air is blazing, shining like a pillar of heaven, stirring up the wind and snow all over the sky, and rising into the sky, which can be seen for thousands of miles around.

Looking at the pitch-black celestial pillar, feeling the ominous aura contained in it, Han Shan couldn't help but take a step back, not wanting to get involved in the slightest. As the son of King Cicada, the reason why it respects the old bat is because the old bat The bat has a special identity, it is its father's right-hand man, and was even named a demon master by his father.

The second is because the strength of this old bat is extraordinary, not only has nearly ten thousand years of cultivation, but also has strange supernatural powers, involving the legendary luck, even an opponent of the same strength may suffer a big loss if he is not careful .

To be honest, if the old bat wasn't about to die, Han Shan would probably feel a little afraid of it.

"The way of heaven is fair, to nourish all things, and the way of humanity is selfish, to serve oneself."

"The human race in the Southern Desolation is cruel, plundering all spirits and enriching themselves, and the human race in the Southern Desolation has suffered for a long time."

"The cold wave is rising today, I pray that the heavens will show mercy and bring disasters to people."

Standing on the altar, holding the five-bat scepter in his hand, his breath melted into the sky and the earth, his spine straightened, scarlet was reflected in his muddy eyes, and his whole body exuded an ominous aura. The old bat kept talking in his mouth, his voice was loud, It echoes in the Cicada Valley, goes up the Tianzhu, and reaches Tianting directly.

At a certain moment, the sky and the earth are sympathetic, there are thousands of miles of dark clouds covering the sky, there is a dark wind howling, and in an instant, the sky is dark and the earth is dark, and sand and stones are flying.

It was at this moment, under the urging of the power of heaven and earth, the power of the altar was completely aroused, with the Cicada King's cicada slough as the core, a severe chill burst out, and the faint blue spiritual light reflected the sky.

Kachacha, the severe chill permeated the air, and the frost that never melted for thousands of years spread out. Even if he himself was a chilling cicada, Han Shan still couldn't bear it at this moment, and flew straight away from the altar, because it was the power from his father, Only the old bat was strangely unaffected by the chill.

Dingling, feeling the erupting cold wave, a sharp look flashed in the scarlet eyes, the old bat was full of monster power, and raised the five-bat scepter in his hand, which itself was a tailor-made piece for himself. Top grade treasure.

Creaking, the scepter pointed to the sky, the bell rang, and the five bats hanging upside down opened their eyes and screamed. In an instant, the beauty was no longer, and it was full of ferocity. At this moment, the breath of disaster spread, connecting the sky and the earth, and gathered into a blood-colored star. , floating above the altar, displaying ominousness wantonly.

Looking at such a star, a smile appeared on the face of the old bat.

"Calamity star, get up."

Arousing the power of the scepter again, the old bat slowly pushed the star up into the sky. It was very difficult at first, but later it became more and more relaxed. The power of heaven and earth blessed it, and as the bloody star rose, the surging star The turbulent cold wave also followed closely, soaring into the sky, this is a supernatural power and disaster.

After doing all this, the powerful aura of the old bat disappeared like flowing water, and the originally stalwart body quickly became rickety.

Cough, cough, coughing up blood, looking at the bright red in the palm of his hand, the old bat felt dizzy, almost lost his footing, and fell directly from the altar, but fortunately, Chilling Cicada appeared and held it up in time .

"The Batman..."

Looking at the old bat with a pale face and weak breath, a look of worry appeared on the face of the four-winged cicada.

Hearing this, he regained his breath, swallowed a elixir, grasped the scepter tightly, and pushed away the four-winged cicada, the old bat stabilized its figure by itself.

"Don't worry, I can't die for the time being, but I need to cultivate for a while."

"From today, there will be no more snow in the southern wilderness, and Dali will usher in a heavy snowfall, until paraquat kills humans and animals. You must seize this opportunity."

Cough, cough, coughing up blood again, the old bat warned.

Hearing this, Chilling Cicada with Four Wings nodded solemnly.

　Pray for the disaster bat, a suggestion from a book friend.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)