The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 1771

There was no light flashing, as if a thin layer of mist had appeared.

In an instant, Sun Mou’s figure disappeared.

But it seemed that Sun Mou felt that it was not safe enough. He lay on the ground again, hid his body in the clouds, and then tried his best to restrain his breath.

Just as he finished all this, a beam of blood light, wrapped in several different figures, appeared at the foot of the Immortal Mountain dozens of miles away from him.

Almost at the moment when these figures appeared, Sun Mou felt a stream of amazing vigor coming from all directions, which made him feel indescribably depressed and uncomfortable.

"They are demonic beasts... No! They are demonic beasts from that tribe!" Sun Mou thought.

He carefully reached out his divine senses.

Although he knew that the other party was not an ordinary demonic beast, he was the only one left here, so Sun Mou had to think more about it.

As his Divine Sense approached the group of demonic beasts inch by inch, Sun Mou quietly raised his head and looked at them from the corner of his eyes. He did not dare to look directly at them at this time, because it was easy for others to notice him.

Soon, he saw the four figures without being noticed.

Human form, beast head.

They possessed Blood Soul of demonic beasts and displayed the charm of cultivators at the same time.

Among them, the tallest one was tall and had a head of a sika deer on its neck.

A pair of long horns was curved up like branches.

Sun Mou judged that the shorter one was a hedgehog based on the spikes on the other party's head.

The fatest one was a wild boar, with long fangs in its mouth, and a very symbolic nose, which showed its identity.

Sun Mou identified the skinny one for a long time before making a vague judgment based on the horn on its forehead: a black flood dragon with impure blood lineage.

These four demonic beasts were like demons but not demons, like humans but not humans. They stood at the foot of the mountain, surrounded by immortal light. The misty secret realm of the Immortal Mountain emitted a sinister and strange smell.

Logically speaking, these four shapeshifting demons should have arrived together with Heaven's Edge Sect, the Sun Moon Sect, and the Imperial Universe Sect.

But now, they were obviously a step too late.

Moreover, vigor and ghostly aura around them also made people feel extremely uncomfortable.

Sun Mou stayed outside the blessed land of the immortal mansion in order to plan and provide assistance.

At this time, he could feel that something was wrong, so he carefully moved his Divine Sense and leaned toward the other side, wondering if these four shapeshifting demons would say something.

Then Sun Mou found that there was no need to do this.

As soon as the four shapeshifting demons opened their mouths, their voices were as loud as a bell. There was no need to get close at all. He could hear them clearly from tens of miles away.

The big demon in the shape of a wild boar suddenly sniffed and said in a rough voice, "Is there a smell of blood? And there is a strong smell of spiritual Qi blood. What's going on?"

“Did those cultivators who came before fight with each other?"

"It's normal for them to fight." At this moment, the transformed demonic hedgehog spoke in a soft voice. "Humans seek profit in the first place. For the sake of personal desires, their parents and loved ones can be killed, not to mention that this is the blessed land of the immortal mansion.

On the Path to Immortality, Heaven and Earth Treasures and magical powers are much more important than fellow disciples."

"Let's see what's going on first." The big demon who had transformed into a sika deer seemed to be the most majestic one among the four beasts.

As soon as it opened its mouth, the other three beasts all shut their mouths.

Sun Mou didn't see how the sika deer moved. He only felt dizzy. The next moment, the deer had already stood in front of the human-shaped pit where Zuo Shuanglong was lying on the left.

With a flick of its finger, a drop of blood flew to the fingertip of the sika deer shapeshifting demon.

It put its finger into its mouth, licked it, nodded, and moved again, appearing dozens of miles away.