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"What is it? You guys can't beat me, so you want to bring me backstage to scare me? "What a joke!" The Spirit Severing stage cultivator in Shi Zhongtian's hand trembled, and the saber light appeared again. There was a faint layer of blood on the red hair's neck.

"No, no. Young master, we can talk, we can talk. Walking in the martial arts world and making one more friend was better than making one more enemy, right? "What's more, our family's young master is the rising star of the famous Beiming family in China!" Seeing that Shi Zhongzheng was not interested in buying him off, this little brat was rather obedient and quickly told him his origins.

It would be better if he didn't say it out loud. Once he said it, the fire in the stone immediately flared up.

Damn, why is this world so small? Why did the Four Great Families always do the right thing? Had he provoked them or offended them?

A few days ago, there was still Xi Men Wen, and now, there was a man from the Beiming family. He didn't know if there were any other scum from the East or the Nangong family who would dare to provoke him.

"What Darknorth clan? I've never heard of them." "I remember I beat up a guy called Beiming Haoping, is he with your family?" Shi Zhongzheng said fiercely. The expression on his face was like a wolf seeing meat.

Hearing this, the servant was stunned. He had beaten his own young master, and this guy was really bold? Could it be that he also had a deep background?

"This, this …"

He didn't know how to respond to what Stone had said, so he looked at the red hair again. His mind didn't seem to have returned, and his clear and bright eyes became lax.

Boom!

"Bam!"

Just as he was thinking about how to teach the Beiming family in front of him a lesson, he suddenly heard the sound of explosions coming from the corner of the mountain and the rumble of falling boulders.

F * ck! You're lucky! Shi Zhongzheng turned and ran towards the distance without looking back. "Caiyun, wait for me!"

Looking at the departing figures of Shi Zhongzheng, Gao Dazhuang and the others glanced at the people of the Red Haired Beiming family who were left behind, then turned around and left, closely following Shi Zhongzheng's footsteps.

"Shh!"

At the same time, the servant also heaved a sigh of relief. The Little Ancestor had finally left. He was truly afraid that the black blade in Shi Zhongzheng's hand would simply and easily slice across their Young Master's neck.

When the time came, he would probably die with them. At long last, he would be able to leave.

"My name is Beiming Huo, we will meet again."

It was unknown when it had begun, but the hollowness and chaos in the red-haired boy's eyes had already disappeared, and he now looked much more normal. He shouted at the leaving figure of Shi Zhongzheng, but it only reduced his arrogance!

How could he hear it from such a distance? Even if he had, he wouldn't have remembered him. It was just a trap, how could it be more important than a colorful cloud?

Beiming Huo, who was a little lonely, retracted his gaze, turned around and looked at his men behind him, and then left without saying a word. He didn't try to subdue the monster but instead walked in the same direction.

He, Beiming Huo, the pride of the Beiming family, was born with strange phenomena in the sky. It was as if the sky was burnt at noon, and endless colorful clouds danced like balls of fire.

The moment he landed, the entire room lit up, and there was even a mark of fire on his forehead. The endless colorful clouds in the sky seemed to have found an opening to release all of it, flowing towards the flame mark on Beiming Fire's forehead.

Ever since I was young, I've lived in secret. Only a few people knew that the Beiming family had a young master like this." To be able to awaken the Vermillion Bird blood essence within his body at such a young age, the Vermillion Bird Arcane Art was like a hot knife through butter.

He had never experienced the taste of failure and had always lived his life in awe and pride. This failure might have been a huge blow to him, or perhaps it was a beautiful growth.

After passing through the mountain ridge, they arrived at a massive mountain valley. The wide flight of stairs continued upwards unceasingly. Halfway up the mountain, multicolored rays of divine light were being released from time to time.

Shi Zhongzheng couldn't help but to quicken his pace and sprinted towards the middle of the mountain. As he hurried along the way, all sorts of strange sights were imprinted into his eyes.

How could there be such a wide staircase? Even though Middle Stone had already entered the Foundation Establishment stage, every step up was extremely difficult. Every step up was as high as a person, and every step was like a small platform.

On top of the rock, there was a little bit of blood-red, and there were even some blurry patterns that extended down from the middle of the mountain. On these tiny lines, one could actually see traces of flowing blood.

Every time the stone jumped up, the blood-red lines would slowly ripple.

What was going on? Everything looked so demonic. Even the towering trees beside the giant steps turned into monsters.

Each towering tree was like a long-dormant monster, and along with the trembling sounds coming from the mountainside, they also danced with the tree branches.

Cai Yun was fighting with his life on the line, and the one in front of him could not stop worrying. Even if the road ahead was filled with thorns, sabers, mountains, and seas of fire, Shi Zhongzheng would still charge through.

Slowly the steps grew larger and larger. Standing before the stone steps made him look like a dwarf. The staircase was at least twice his height and the blood-red patterns on it became even clearer, as if there was blood flowing from it.

He exerted force with his feet and his body shot up like a cannonball. Finally, he reached the last step. He was extremely tall. From afar, it looked as if a platform had suddenly appeared in front of him.

He held the Spirit Severing Dagger in his hand and leapt high into the air. His body twisted in the air at an inconceivable angle. The Spirit Severing Dagger in his hand swung towards the massive steps, borrowing the momentum to fly up to the last step.

"Caiyun!"

Shi Zhongzheng finally saw the figure of Caiyun. Her beautiful hair was let loose, and some parts of her multicolored divine clothing were damaged. It actually faintly revealed skin as white as jade. After hearing the call from within the stone, Cai Yun looked at Shi Zhongzheng with a hesitant expression. She was half worried, half expecting.

"Tsk tsk!"

A strange, demonic roar came from the mouth of the monster that was fighting against Cai Yun.

His incomparably large body was pitch black like a moving black tower, and there was a thin layer of black fog covering his body. It was a huge, pitch-black tiger head with two horns on its head. From time to time, two streaks of black light would shoot out from it.

Two huge copper bell eyes, blood-red and bewitching. On his forehead was a faint white glow of the character "King", shining resplendently. Two long fangs were revealed from his bloody mouth, and in the middle of the teeth, there seemed to be traces of flesh and blood essence.

He could vaguely see that there was a small arm moving between his teeth.

Was everything because of this demon? Looking at the over five story tall black tiger head Giant Demon, he didn't know where to start.

The multicolored divine practice in Cai Yun's hand would occasionally hit the tiger head demon's body, dispersing the black fog on its body. However, the tiger head demon's body was covered with a layer of thick scales.

The black scales were as dense as a fish's, and each scale was about the size of an adult's head. When a multicolored divine charm struck the armor, it could only produce sparks and leave behind a white mark.

If he wore such a thick and solid armor, he would be like an unbreakable turtle shell. This was also the reason why Caiyun and the Tiger Head Demon had been fighting for so long, with their voices having little effect.

"Fresh blood and food is coming again, hehe!" When the Tiger Head Demon saw that Shi Zhongzheng had arrived, it was ecstatic. The blood and food that it had brought to its doorstep in the past two days felt quite good.

With a strong body, the essence of his flesh and blood was much stronger than the ones he had just captured. Especially when he saw the center of the stone and felt the strands of spiritual energy flowing within its body, he became even more excited. His blood-red eyes were filled with greed.

He strode towards Shi Zhongzheng. His black feet were like a small mountain. Every time he lifted his foot to touch the ground, Shi Zhongzheng could feel the entire mountain shaking. He couldn't even stand steadily.

"Brother Zhongzheng, quickly dodge!" Cai Yun's anxious shout came from behind the Tiger Head Demon, as a multicolored divine technique appeared like a rope, pulling on the body of the Devil's head.

Only at this moment did Shi Zhongzheng react, as the Tiger Head Demon ran towards him. Its mouth was full of fangs and it occasionally dripped blood mixed with saliva.

Once it fell onto the ground, sizzling sounds could be heard. When it fell onto the leaves, it could even produce a white mist and corrode the ground completely.

Damn, where did this come from? Why hadn't he heard of it before? Or was it the annoying fellow who only appeared after cultivating here for a long time?

A magical multicolored chain tightly tied the Tiger Head Demon, circle after circle after circle. It emitted waves of dazzling light, trapping the tiger demon in its tracks.

In particular, the gigantic tree like arm in front of him continued to tear, as if it was going to break the magic of the rainbow clouds.

He was born with magical power, and his tyrannical body also gave him great power. After repeating this several times, lines similar to the ones under the feet actually appeared on his body.

The tattoo seemed to contain endless power, and it also seemed to be stimulated by the colorful training, causing the originally tall and sturdy Tiger Head Demon's body to once again expand.

Every time it expanded, the Five-Colored Cloud Divine Art in Cai Yun's hands would become thinner. Seeing that her soul training was about to be destroyed by the Tiger Head Demon, Cai Yun was also pulled back and forth by the Tiger Head Demon.

Since he couldn't borrow any strength while he was in the air, he could only rely on his own cultivation to deal with the Tiger-Headed Demon.

"Pah!"