Chapter 1770 Save our tribe
Hearing this voice, the faces of the demon cultivators opposite Huang Hao suddenly became extremely ugly.
However, before they could speak, a few figures rushed towards their place quickly, and in an instant they had arrived in front of them.
These are several rough-looking demon cultivators, each of which is in the realm of a celestial fairy. As Huang Hao said before, these people were all wearing a black cloak, and a golden tiger was carved above the cloak.
In fact, just when he was talking to these demon cultivators, Huang Hao's immortal consciousness had already spread out, and naturally he immediately discovered these guys who were approaching here quietly. That's why he could directly describe the clothes of these people.
"Tiger Mountain, you are robbers from Tier Mountain!" Looking at the demon cultivators who came to their lives quickly, the young cultivators from the Songhua tribe were shocked, and their eyes showed a look of fear and hatred.
"Hahaha, since we know that we are from Mount Tiger, why don't you kneel down obediently and wait for the grandpas to judge?" The people from Mount Tiger suddenly burst into laughter, with a bloodthirsty cruelty in their expressions.
"Hurry up and kowtow, we only need to think of it. Whoever kowtows the loudest will be able to live!"
Another demon cultivator from the Tiger Mountain sneered. While speaking, he couldn't help but lick his lips. Looking at the youngest demon cultivator of the Songhua Tribe, he said sinisterly: "There is actually a boy with a bad stinky breast. He grabbed it and roasted it in a while and it must taste good."
Hearing this person's words, the guys from the Songhua Tribe all changed their faces, and the eyes of the demon cultivators at the Tiger Mountain became horrified.
Not only did their faces change, even Huang Hao's face becomes ugly.
Although the demon cultivator was originally born from a monster, he naturally had the wildness of a monster in his bones. However, since the demon cultivator had become a demon cultivator, it was essentially different from a monster with unenlightened intelligence. No matter what its original body was, after becoming a demon cultivator, he became the same species.
However, this demon cultivator of the Tiger Mountain said that he wanted to roast the same person and eat it. Huang Hao would absolutely not accept such behavior. In other words, if a human is roasted and eaten directly by another human, no one would agree with or accept such a thing.
"Hahaha, I'm really hungry after you said this. Come on, the main troops behind will take half a day to arrive. We might as well have a tooth ritual sacrifice first and eat this one first."
Another demon cultivator from Fuhu Mountain smiled and said as he changed his sleeves to wipe the saliva from the corner of his mouth.
Huang Hao's eyes were even more stern.
It would be fine if one person eats the same kind, but this can only be said that this is just an example, but the other person is also like this at this moment, which makes Huang Hao feel that these people are probably a habit to eat the same kind.
"Huzi, run!"
At this moment, among the demon cultivators of the Songhua Tribe, the oldest demon cultivator suddenly pushed the underage demon cultivator named Hu Zi to the back. At the same time, the oldest demon cultivator suddenly moved forward and blocked the demon cultivators in Fuhu Mountain.
"Haha, what a brotherly love. It's a pity that the prey we like has never escaped by him." A sneer rang out, and the demon cultivator who asked to eat the same kind spoke with a gloomy face. The next moment, a powerful aura suddenly rose from his body.
Under the pressure of this celestial fairy realm, the demon cultivators of the Songhua tribe immediately turned pale, and their bodies were as if they had been immobilized, and they could not move any longer.
"It's over!"
The oldest demon cultivator in the Songhua tribe sighed helplessly, looking at his companions full of sadness: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have suggested that I have made meritorious service. I have harmed you."
"Brother Gazi, this is our voluntary, it has nothing to do with you." A voice sounded, but the youngest demon cultivator said with a determined look on his face: "My mother said, a man should protect others!"
"Hahaha, it's quite a bit of a kind," said the people from Fuhu Mountain, "Okay, I'll say something slowly on the road to the underworld. Just leave the oldest one alive, and kill the others."
As he said that, a man beside him sneered, and a ghost-headed sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and he walked towards the people of the Songhua tribe sinisterly.
Seeing the ghost-headed sword in this person's hand, the eyes of the Songhua tribe couldn't help but show a strong look of sadness.
Death seems to be only one way away from them.
"You are so enough. Is it so honorable to bully children?"
However, just when the people of the Songhua Tribe were extremely desperate, a sound with a little bit of stern sound suddenly sounded. The next moment, the Fuhu Mountain demon cultivator who was walking towards the Songhua Tribe's demon cultivators suddenly stopped.
"Boy, can you dare to block grandpa's way in the mere fairy realm? Believe it or not, I will cut off the flesh on you piece by piece?"
The demon cultivator of Fuhu Mountain sneered, holding the ghost-headed sword in his hand and gestured at Huang Hao's neck.
However, the next moment, the Fuhu Mountain demon cultivator's face became stiff. He saw that at some point, the ghost-headed sword in his hand had fallen on Huang Hao's hand.
"What did you say just now? Do you want to cut off the flesh on me?" Huang Hao played with the ghost-headed sword in his hand and looked at the demon cultivator Fuhu Mountain in front of him with a smile.
"Boy, you are looking for death!" The demon cultivator of Fuhu Mountain snorted angrily, a violent aura flashed in his eyes, and he rushed towards the direction where Huang Hao was. The pair of palms, which were like eagle claws, grabbed Huang Hao's throat directly, as if the next moment, he could pinch Huang Hao's throat.
"Senior, be careful!" The little guys from the Songhua Tribe behind him couldn't help but feel their hearts hanging when they saw this scene.
However, the next moment, a phenomenon that shocked them occurred. A flash of blood seemed to fly up. Everyone looked closely and saw that it was an arm that flew up.
"Ah, my arm!" The Fuhu Mountain Demon Cultivator who attacked Huang Hao screamed and his body kept exploding backwards.
"How is this possible? You are not in the realm of the earth immortal..." The demon cultivator of Fuhu Mountain, who had broken his arm, looked at Huang Hao in shock, his eyes full of horror.
At the same time, his companions had rushed to him and looked at Huang Hao fiercely, like a group of demons, trying to swallow Huang Hao.
"Who are you? Why did you ruin our good things?" The leader of Fuhu Mountain Demon Cultivator glared at Huang Hao and said gritting his teeth.
"I'm just a passerby. Originally, I was too lazy to care about the affairs of you and the Songhua Tribe." Huang Hao shook his head and sneered: "But who told you that you are lucky? You just met me."
"Since you don't want to worry, then let me part with you. Just pretend we have never met before, what?" The leader of the Fuhu Mountain demon cultivator said again, with a hint of compromise in his eyes.
"Haha, it's too late." Huang Hao's face turned cold and frosty: "When I knew you were eating the same kind, I had already sentenced you to death."
"It's just eating something like an ant, what's the big deal?" The man led by Fuhu Mountain said with an indifferent look on his face: "Everyone on our mountain has eaten demon cultivators, otherwise, how could so many of us survive the long winter?"
"Hmph, that's because you are lazy. Our tribe has saved enough food to survive the winter since the beginning of spring." The youngest tiger in the Songhua tribe couldn't help but mutter.
"Hehe, boy, the food of your Songhua Tribe will become ours, and everyone in your Songhua Tribe will become ours." The demon cultivator of Fuhu Mountain grinned and showed a lustful look.
"laugh--"
A cold light suddenly rose, and the head of the Fuhu Mountain demon cultivator who was speaking flew up in the air, but Huang Hao cut off his head.
"Do you really think I dare not kill someone?" Huang Hao glanced at the guys in Fuhu Mountain coldly and said evilly: "Actually, I'm also killing people."
"Escape, the mountain master and the others have arrived, so they are naturally more beautiful than him." The leader of the Fuhu Mountain Demon Cultivator shouted angrily, then without any stop, turned around and was about to run towards the direction he came.
However, before he could move, a cold light had already climbed up to his neck and separated his head.
In this scene, the remaining few Fuhu Mountain demon cultivators were shaking and asked for forgiveness.
However, since Huang Hao had already killed himself, he naturally would not show any mercy. The ghost-headed sword in his hand waved repeatedly, and his heads were thrown away one after another.
Such iron-blooded and cold-hearted methods immediately made the young practitioners of the Songhua Tribe pale. It was not until this moment that they realized what kind of existence they had provoked. If Huang Hao had used such methods to treat them just now, they would probably have died without a complete body.
Seeing the young people whose faces changed wildly, Huang Hao couldn't help but smile and looked at them with a crooked look: "Why, I wasn't afraid of death just now, but now I'm afraid?"
"Senior, we have no idea about Mount Tai and thought you were from Mount Fuhu, so that's why..." said the oldest demon cultivator of the Songhua Tribe.
"Okay, if I want to kill you, do you think you can still live?" Huang Hao smiled faintly.
Hearing Huang Hao say this, several demon cultivators breathed a sigh of relief.
However, the next moment, the youngest tiger suddenly knelt down in front of Huang Hao with a "thump", kowtowed to Huang Hao heavily and said, "Sir, please save our tribe!"
Chapter completed!