Chapter 940

The brown bear's body suddenly shook, and the tea that had been brought to his mouth also stopped there, looking at Chu Yan with a look of surprise.

Daoist Mad Snake and Bi Qinglian were also startled at the same time. Is the bear in front of him being guarded?

A human race cultivator, guarding the body of the demon race? If that's the case, this guy's brain won't be broken, right?

It is not impossible for people to guard the body of the monster, but because the body structure of the monster and the human race is very different, after guarding the house, the cultivation will be very slow. It can be said that what kind of cultivation was before guarding the house. After that, it’s good to keep it up, but if you want to improve, you’re basically out of the game.

Therefore, until the last resort, no one has ever guarded the body of the monster.

The brown bear couldn't help but look at Chu Yan again, and he actually saw his secret directly. This child is only in the middle of the Nascent Soul, which is really weird.

For a moment, the shocked look on the brown bear's face turned into a deep smile: "Little friend fruit is extraordinary!"

Chu Yan's expression didn't change; "Senior has won the prize. If you have anything to say, let's say it directly. Whether the junior can help depends on the situation!"

In fact, Chu Yan is just guessing, because there are too many monsters in Heifengling Chuyan contact, and ordinary monsters have a kind of aura on their bodies. This kind of breath is unique to monsters, but mortals absolutely do not have it. , Chu Yan did not feel this kind of breath on the brown bear in front of him.

Therefore, Chu Yan has a guess in his heart. The only possibility is that the human race cultivator Nascent Soul leaves the body and guards the body of this monster. Thinking about Chu Yan, he opened his mouth and said at will, but he didn't expect to hit it. .

"I appreciate the straightforwardness of my little friend, so I won't be around the corner. The old man's name is Xiong Haotian, and he is the eighteenth generation suzerain of the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts!"

The brown bear opened his mouth and said, the words came to this point, and his face couldn't help but hang a bit of bitterness.

The Sect Master of the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts?

Chu Yan was also a little stunned. It seemed that each of the four major sects had produced talents, and it was not just the legendary Taoist Tianyan himself who dared to enter the Purple Demon Realm.

"Haha, it turned out to be a Taoist friend of the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts, the twenty-ninth generation suzerain of the old man's spiritual worm cave, Taoist name, Crazy Snake."

Daoist Mad Snake said with a smile when he heard that he was the four major sects of Yingzhou.

However, Bi Qinglian was not so enthusiastic, she still looked at Xiong Haotian coldly, without any intention of telling the other party her identity.

Chu Yan did the same. Although he was smiling, he was vigilant but not talented. He still looked at Xiong Haotian with a puzzled expression.

Xiong Haotian was not angry either. After a wry smile, he continued: "Hey, this old man took away his own spiritual beast, and he had no choice but to do so, thirteen hundred years ago..."

Then Xiong Haotian told what happened to him.

Xiong Hao is a prodigy every day. He was only one hundred and ninety-eight years old, and he entered the period of divine calamity. Among the cultivators who entered the Heavenly Demon God Palace, he naturally led the way. He was the number one in Yingzhou at that time. Talented people naturally chose the purple-level demon domain.

After entering the Purple-level Demon Realm, he did not find any difficulties, and he was devastated all the way, but after entering the Green Mountain, he discovered the difficulty, and it took most of the effort to reach the Blue Mountain at the back, but it still didn't work. Stumbling to him, he finally arrived at Zishan.

After a hundred years of hard work, he finally reached the top of the Purple Mountain, but he was blocked by the last seven-colored demon pattern, and he has been trapped here until now, since he entered the Purple-level Demon Domain. Beginning, a total of thirteen hundred years.

Now Xiong Haotian is one thousand four hundred and ninety-eight years old. It is well known that ordinary practitioners in the Nascent Soul stage can live a thousand years, but after taking the genius treasure that increases his lifespan, his lifespan limit can reach one thousand five hundred years.

And the lifespan limit of the cultivator in the Divine Tribulation period is the same as that of the cultivator in the Nascent Soul period. Unless you enter the legendary Divine Transformation period, it is impossible to increase your lifespan.

In other words, with less than two years left, Xiong Haotian is about to die.

As for this bear body, this bear is Xiong Haotian's natal beast. After being trapped at the peak of Zishan for a period of time, Xiong Haotian discovered that there was a strange power in the pattern, and it kept devouring his flesh and blood. After a hundred years, its physical body finally collapsed completely.

The fragile Nascent Soul must be annihilated here. In the end, Xiong Haotian chose the helpless act of guarding his own monster, and the body of this monster was not eroded in this pattern. While Xiong Haotian was a little surprised, he could only think to himself that Tian Yao was also a demon, maybe it was a sideshow!

In this way, Xiong Haotian thought that his whole life would be over here, but he didn't want to enter Chu Yan and the three to come here.

"Is this seven-color demon pattern really so difficult to crack?"

When Daoist Mad Snake heard this, he was a little worried. Although he believed in Chu Yan, Xiong Haotian could reach the top of Zishan Mountain, and he had been trapped here for more than a thousand years. It's not bad, but there is no way to do it. Can Chu Yan really do it?

"This formation method combines the seven-colored demon patterns, but it is not as simple as adding seven ones. Under the illusion of the seven kinds of demon patterns, the changes can even be described as endless. The old man has been trapped here for so long, and he just pushed Derived one-third of it!"

Xiong Haotian sighed and said.

"One-third, how many changes have you deduced?"

Bi Qinglian's expression also changed, and she asked immediately.

Xiong Haotian said solemnly: "Three hundred and sixty-one thousand seventeen thousand two hundred and sixty-three changes, and one third is only the old man's estimate, maybe not as much as one third of them!"

Daoist Mad Snake and Bi Qinglian couldn't help taking a breath of cold air at the same time. More than three million changes, less than one third, this is really against the sky.

Daoist Mad Snake was even more worried in his heart, and even felt that his dream of leaving the Purple Rank Demon Realm was about to shatter, so he couldn't help but say to Chu Yan, "How is it, demon boy, are you sure?"

"Thirty percent!"

Chu Yan frowned slightly and said directly.

He really encountered difficulties this time. This seven-colored demon pattern was unheard of, and it was completely cracked. Chu Yan only had a three-point confidence.

Daoist Mad Snake and Bi Qinglian were a little disappointed. Chu Yan had always been an invincible existence along the way, and he only had three points of confidence. This was the first time he had said such words.

However, Daoist Mad Snake's eyes were full of horror, and he was sure of three points. It took him how long to observe this demon pattern before he dared to boast such a sea mouth. It took him more than a thousand years to decipher one-third of it. , This child is like a thousand years of hard work.

Thinking of this, Xiong Haotian couldn't help but say: "Little friend, don't brag about Haikou, is this monster pattern really not that easy?"

"No doubt, I'm conservatively estimating three-point confidence, but, senior, how can I trust you?"

Chu Yan smiled lightly, looked at Xiong Haotian and said solemnly.

At this time, Daoist Mad Snake and Bi Qinglian also discovered the key. Is this person in front of you trustworthy?

Although Daoist Mad Snake is enthusiastic, he is not stupid. He has a simple mind, and Chu Yan only trusts him when he sees it in his eyes.

Bi Qinglian also felt underestimation in her heart, but she had made the Infant Blood Oath to win Chu Yan's trust. Otherwise, who would rescue others for no reason and bring unexpected trouble to herself.

Xiong Haotian looked a little struggling. He really didn't want to hold his own in the hands of a kid, but when he thought that this kid might break the final formation, his mind was still a little active.

However, Daoist Mad Snake said at this time: "Daoyou Xiong, sometimes it is difficult to win the trust of others if you don't do something convincing. Daoyou Bi has already made the baby blood oath, and only then did you get the trust of little friend Chu. , the old man is naturally not much, and today also made the baby blood oath, how to choose the fellow daoist is up to you!"

"Skull madness..."

"Boy, needless to say, you treat the old man with sincerity. At this time, the old man will naturally have to do something. This guy is at least a cultivator of the second divine calamity. With his help, you can go further in the future!"

Just as Chu Yan was about to say something, the voice transmission of Daoist Mad Snake rang in his ears, but Chu Yan said nothing.

When the words fell, Daoist Crazy Snake's original life essence floated out, and the blood essence was squeezed out of Nascent Soul. At the same time, Daoist Crazy Snake typed a magic formula in his hand, which merged with the essence and blood into several blood-colored symbols, and said loudly in his mouth: "I Daoist Crazy Snake made a baby blood oath, and will not do anything that will hurt little friend Chu Yan, and in his lifetime, Yingzhou will swear to protect his safety, if it is false, the Nascent Soul will burst and die!"

Bi Qinglian glanced at Daoist Mad Snake, which was obviously plagiarizing what she swore before.

At this time, the blood-colored symbol in front of Daoist Mad Snake flew into the sky and dissipated. At this time, Daoist Mad Snake, Chu Yan and Bi Qinglian all looked at Xiong Haotian, and the meaning was obvious. If he didn't make this oath, No one would believe him, the big deal was that the three of them would kill him together without leaving troubles.

Xiong Haotian struggled for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "Okay!"

He directly spit out a mouthful of blood essence, typed a magic formula, transformed into several blood-colored symbols, and learned from the words of Daoist Mad Snake: "I, Xiong Haotian, make a vow of infant blood, and I will not make any promises to little friend Chu Yan. A trace of hurt, if little friend Chu Yan can save me from Zishan, I will swear to death within Yingzhou to keep him safe in his lifetime, if it is false, the Yuan Ying will burst and die!"

The words fell, and the bloody symbol flew into the sky and dissipated.

Xiong Haotian's words fell, and the three of Chu Yan breathed a sigh of relief. This big trouble was finally solved!