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Chapter 408 The demon head on the lintel

A lonely head hung on the door lintel several feet above the ground, swaying lightly in the wind like a wind chime. Mu Xingqiu looked from afar and recognized that it was not a bald man, but the head of a one-horned demon clan. He should have just been beheaded for a while, and his flesh and blood had not yet withered. Even after his death, he looked extremely fierce. He seemed to be able to roar at any time in his half-open mouth.

From the moment I saw the head, the demon soldiers team became quiet rarely, especially those most rude beast demon officers, who were usually the most honest, and did not even dare to raise their heads, and were all suppressed by the heads of the same clan.

The demon soldiers rushed from all directions and stepped on the wild grass into a mud. Amid the heavy footsteps, Ouyang Luo whispered to Mu Xingqiu: "The beast demon presents his head, which means that a demon king has arrived."

"Put your head?"

"Well, when the demon king goes out to camp and feels that there is danger nearby, he will ask a beast monster to voluntarily give his head. Then the demon king uses magic, and the head becomes a powerful demon weapon, which can shock the military camp and monitor abnormalities. As long as it does not recognize it, our disguise will be truly successful."

When Xin Youtao and the other three heard this, they couldn't help but look up at the one-horned demon head. The demon head's eyes were staring like copper bells, and its light flashed, sharper than the living beast monster. The three of them hurriedly lowered their heads.

"He is blinking." Xin Youtao whispered, even his steps were a little flustered.

Fortunately, he was not the only person who was panicked. The gaze of the one-horned demon head shone for more than ten miles outside the camp. All the demon soldiers who were stared at felt like needles thorns on their backs even if they never looked up, and they felt like a needle thorn on their backs and sweated coldly.

A thick beast monster nearly meter tall stood at the door, with a huge and hairy head indicating that he was probably the bear demon clan. He watched the team of demon soldiers enter the camp angrily, and suddenly roared for no reason, shaking the ground slightly trembled. Then he shouted in a vague human language: "Stop!"

There are many dialects of the demon clan, and human languages ​​are still the most popular.

The five fake demons were only a dozen steps away from the camp gate. When they heard this order, they were all shocked.

All the demon soldiers on the dirt road stopped and looked at the gate-guarding beast monster in awe.

The bear demon glanced at him, and his deterrence was no less than the one-horned demon head hanging on the lintel. "The ignorant bastard bends your humble waists and salutes the Eye of the Demon King. In order to protect you guys who are useless, a noble purebred monster gave his head. I will not allow any bastard to turn a blind eye to it."

No demon soldiers turned a blind eye, but they were just frightened and hoped to pass under the demon's head as soon as possible.

All the demon soldiers on the road bent down to salute. The bear demon was still not satisfied and stepped into the group of soldiers. With a random press on his hand, a demon soldier could lie down in the mud, but his fifth press actually encountered strong resistance.

The bear demon took a big step and took a step to take his head. At this time, he turned around and looked down at the thin half-demon soldier. In his eyes, all the half-demons were thin and small, ungrateful, and did not understand the rules. "Raise your head."

Mu Xingqiu raised his slightly bent body and looked up. He had no intention of fighting against the bear demon. But for many years, even if he did not use magic power, his body would naturally resist the pressure from the outside world and pressed his huge hand. He just wanted to maintain balance, but bounced his furry palm away.

Mu Xingqiu had a handful of chaotic beards on his face, covering his original appearance. It seemed to give the bear demon a little good impression. The bear demon had a roar in his voice, "What's your name? Where did you come from?"

Ouyang Lei took a step forward, "His name is Feidian, it's my soldier..." Then he roared in the beast monster language.

There must be something wrong with the communication between the casual cultivators. After a few yells, they were hit by the bear demon with a punch, flew through the gate, and landed in the camp. The demon head on the lintel followed him for a while, but no warning was issued.

The demon soldiers and generals inside and outside the camp cheered in unison.

"Open your mouth, a bastard." The bear demon ordered. In the eyes of the beast demon, half of the demon is a bastard. As for non-demons, he must prove his absolute loyalty before he can barely be considered a demon clan.

"My name is Feidian." Mu Xingqiu glanced at Ouyang Lei who was knocked away by a punch, "He is my leader and my friend. You hit my friend."

The provocation in this sentence is very obvious. Even the beast monster who is not very skilled in human language can be heard. The bear monster made a horrible threat in his throat. Xin Youtao and others nearby were shocked and secretly winked at Mu Xingqiu, indicating that he should not act recklessly at this time.

Mu Xingqiu was not reckless. He had an idea and looked up at the huge face, "You'd better apologize to him."

The bear demon let out a loud roar, and his saliva splashed ten feet away, and then he made a clear answer - his fist hitting the bold half-demon bastard.

Feng Dongchen and Shen Ji stared at Mu Xingqiu closely, and wanted to see how to deal with it. Everyone agreed in advance that no one could use their magic power.

Mu Xingqiu was about the same thickness as one of the legs of the bear demon. He stretched his neck while tiptoing, and could barely reach the chest and abdomen of the bear demon. If he did not use magic to resist, he would not even be able to catch the opponent's fist wind.

But this is just an appearance. Before the Nianxin Care practices the mind, Mu Xingqiu's physique is much stronger than that of ordinary Taoists, but he has very few opportunities to display it. He raised his hands and held a fist smaller than his head.

The two sides were stalemate for a while, and there was a silence around them. The sound of trumpets suddenly sounded in the camp. The demon soldiers who were parked on the road hurriedly walked into the camp, both to follow the orders and to avoid the irritable bear monster.

The bear demon retracted his fist, roared at Mu Xingqiu, and spit out a pile of spit, pushed away the demon soldiers blocking the way, and ran into the camp.

Mu Xingqiu and others also ran to the camp. Ouyang Luo had already gotten up, covered his chin, and whispered: "No need..."

All the demon soldiers ran to a hill in the middle of the camp. Xin Youtao ran and said his thoughts, "I would rather lie in the mud than spit on my body. Do you smell that smell?"

Mu Xingqiu shook his head gently, "Beast monsters like to fight, I hope to find out more news in this way."

Xin Youtao and others didn't quite understand what this meant, but Ouyang Yu nodded in agreement.

A rough log stands upright on the hill, more than two feet high, with an unknown animal skin hanging from the top, and a wolf-shaped sideways with blood spread out on it. This is one of the few flags of demon soldiers, representing the giant demon king Qi Wushang. Downwards, the log is evenly inlaid with ten large iron rings, and the iron chains wrapped around the body hang down to the ground, like folded wings.

"King of Feather, the one who came is King of Feather." There were seven or eight hundred demon soldiers standing around the hill, conveying the message excitedly.

Ouyang Luo was not seriously injured, his left face was a little swollen, and his speech was a little vague, "The Feather King is the big leader of all the winged demon clans. I heard that it was only sealed three years ago. You may have heard of it..."

He didn't need to continue talking about it anymore. The Yu King had already appeared. Mu Xingqiu and Xin Youtao had not only heard of him, but also seen him.

The symmetrical and tall body, with a dignified appearance, even the old age seemed just right, adding majesty to him instead of being weak. However, the most attractive thing about the Feather King was the pair of wings behind him, the silver wings, which were then closed like a cloak.

Yin Yu attacked the East, and one of the chief generals of the demon army in the Battle of Duanliu City, once visited Duanliu City in person to announce the beginning of the seven-day curse. He lost a younger brother in the war, but he was able to escape.

"The supreme demon king protects all the demons in the world, and all the demons return to their hearts, and those who disobey will die." The feather king Fa Dong first spoke to the wolf flag, and the demon soldiers followed him to repeat the eight words "all the demons return to their hearts, and those who disobey will die".

King Yu Fadong turned around, glanced at the demon soldiers, raised his voice and ordered: "Take the Taoist priest out!"

The cheers suddenly rang out into the sky, and the demon soldiers in the entire camp shouted like madmen, stomping their feet constantly. Slowly, everyone's steps became consistent, and with the roars in their mouths, they formed a rhythm that made people's bloody.

Mu Xingqiu and others also stomped their feet at Ouyang Lu's instructions, but they opened their mouths without making any sounds. They glanced around and wanted to see who was captured alive.

A group of flying demons escorted the prisoners from the sky.

Six years ago, a large number of flying demons participated in the battle between Laozu Peak and Duanliu City. At that time, their demonic power was weak. Except for the natural pair of wings and human arms, their body was no different from that of the big bird, and their intelligence was relatively low. They died in a large number of wars. Survivors obviously learned a lesson. Major changes have taken place in recent years: their heads are similar to humans, but they still have sharp beaks, and their bodies are more like humans, but they are covered with feathers of different colors.

There were a total of forty flying monsters, four in groups, holding a rope in their hands, and the ends of the rope were tied to prisoners.

Seeing the first person tied up, Mu Xingqiu was shocked. The captive was Yang Chun, a Taoist priest from Wandi Mountain. He was ordered to stay outside the mountain and somehow encountered a demon soldier.

Feng Dongchen remained silent and looked at the familiar prisoner, just like he didn't know him.

The rope was obviously attached to the demonic power. Yang Chun was tied behind his hands, but he lost the power of resistance. Although he struggled desperately, he was still involuntarily taken from the air to the ground by four flying demons.

Behind him were nine prisoners, namely Wandi Mountain, Hongshan and Yashan Taoist priests. Mu Xingqiu had never seen them before. However, he recognized the last Taoist priest in Yashan. Liao Huayuan, who escaped in the battle under the oppression of Yaoyun. Among the ten prisoners, he was the only one who showed some panic.

The captives were tied to iron chains and stood in a circle around the logs. The bright red wolf flag was above their heads, and the fierce demon soldiers were surrounded by them.

"Kill them!"

"Let me take a bite!"

"I want to take revenge!"

The demon soldiers were in a state of passion, and the five fake demons were no longer able to keep up. It was not easy to watch the fellows become prisoners after all.

Mu Xingqiu, Xin Youtao and Shen Ji looked at each other, and then looked at Feng Dongchen. The Taoist priest Wandishan Xingluo had bright eyes and vaguely pinched the magic tricks with his hands. He obviously would not sit idly by and watch his Taoist priest die at the hands of the demon clan.

Neither finding Yang Qingyin, nor finding more information, nor even mingling into Baizhang City, the Taoists had to face a fierce battle.

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