God, why is it dark for no reason?

Ye Lingyue stopped.

At the end of the mental power test, but around noon, the sun was just right, and it was only a quarter of an hour before she walked out of the Fang Shi Association, but at this time, the sky was pitch black, as if it was late at night.

Not only that, Ye Lingyue had never walked on this street under his feet.

The leaves of the trees planted around it have all gone, and it is as if it has entered the cold winter in an instant.

A large number of hungry corpse owl birds stood on the branches, their blood-red eyes, looking like countless red ghost fires in the dark night, eerie.

What's even weirder is that in the sky, there is a blood-colored moon.

"Fuck you, damn little slut, you actually dare to snatch the title of this master, this time, I want to make you want to live, you can't die. ”

Suddenly!

A cloud of green smoke came out of the ground, and Master Lian, dressed in a gray robe, appeared three feet away from Ye Lingyue.

Beside him, there were several weird flying daggers, and those flying daggers were exactly the same as the spiritual power flying daggers that Ye Lingyue had picked up earlier.

"It's you, you're not from the Fangshi Association, who are you?" Ye Lingyue's beautiful eyes shrank and stared at Master Lian.

The surrounding environment was very wrong, the trees and houses on both sides were twisted, and it looked like a phantom.

"What is the Licheng Fangshi Association, who am I, you look at it with wide eyes. Master Lian tore off the clothes on his body with a "whoosh", and his gray robe was covered with a blood robe, which was somewhat similar to the Fang Shi Guild's Fang Shi uniform.

But on the placket of the blood robe, there were four marks of the blood ding.

"I am a disciple of the Immortal Sect in the Central Plains. I was really deceived by you, a hateful little girl, earlier, you are actually a Sanding Fangshi. Master Lian's sallow face showed a hideous color.

He was ordered by his master to try to infiltrate the undercover agent of the Licheng Fangshi Association, but he didn't want to meet a mortal enemy halfway, and he was injured, so he had to hide in Qiufeng Town to heal.

Lian Bi had coveted Ye Lingyue's beauty earlier, but he didn't even notice that the other party was also a cultivator of spiritual power.

"So, at the Ye family's birthday banquet that day, it was you who stopped me, three times and twice to stop Master Ben, this time, Master Ben wants to abolish you first, and then enjoy your body. Lian Bi raised his right hand, and his sickly complexion was coated with a layer of red light under the blood moon.

I saw a blood-red spiritual power diffuse from his body, and a few flying daggers, as if they had heard an order, the dagger buzzed.

Knort

There was a sharp sound, and the sword light was like blood, rushing to the face.

At this moment, Ye Lingyue swung out his fists, and several thunderbolts were heard, and the thunder lightning formed by the vitality attacked the flying dagger.

Those flying daggers were shocked by Yuan Li and retreated a few feet.

"Refining the body eightfold, it seems that the news of the Shanhai Gang and Song Guangyi earlier was wrong. However, the refining of the eightfold body is in front of me, and there is only one way to die. Lian Bi suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and the blood turned into several bloody arrows, which merged into the flying dagger.

As soon as the flying dagger was stained with blood, it trembled violently, and like weeds burning in the plain, countless capillaries grew on the flying dagger.

As soon as the blood vessels grew, the blood dagger that was originally forced back by the Thunder Fist soared, and I saw three flying daggers accelerating in the air, and the air was distorted.

Whoosh swish

Three golden rays of light accompanied by a cold glow appeared from Ye Lingyue's side and collided with the three flying daggers.

Snort, the three blood-streaked flying daggers were pierced by the ambergris needle, and there were suddenly three more tiny holes on the dagger's body.

The moment the flying dagger penetrated, even the wall was dark.

The blood-patterned flying dagger is a flying dagger refined by the evil magic of the Taishang Immortal Sect, and the person who refines it needs to feed the flying dagger with his own flesh and blood from time to time, once the flying dagger sucks the flesh, the power is not trivial, but if the flying dagger is injured, the owner of the flying dagger will also feel the same way.

Three ambergris needles were silently suspended beside Ye Lingyue.

Lian Bi's pupils shrank, and he couldn't imagine that this little slut was carrying a treasure like a dragon saliva needle.

When he realized this, the fire of greed ignited in Lian Bi's eyes.

"It's a pity, it's a pity that this master can't enjoy such a delicate beauty, but don't worry, your sweet and delicious flesh and blood will definitely add a skill to this master's Siamese ghost smoke. Lian Wall shouted gloomily.

I saw that his body turned into a huge green smoke again, the green smoke came so fast that even the ambergris needle could not break through, and in an instant, the green smoke was like a dark cloud, pressing towards Ye Lingyue.

The green smoke was extraordinary, as soon as she approached Ye Lingyue, she felt as if she had fallen into an abyss, and the cold was overwhelming, as if her whole body was about to be devoured.

Ordinary people, as long as they touch the green smoke full of evil energy, they will be eroded, but Ye Lingyue is different, she has taken red yang ginseng, and the yang qi in her body is very strong.

The Qianding in Ye Lingyue's palm seemed to have found some delicious food, trembled, and sucked in the green smoke that had turned into a wall.

"No!" Lian Bi didn't see what was going on.

Ye Lingyue probed with five fingers, and there was a powerful suction force in his right hand, with an irresistible force, the flower and jade hand hit the vital point of the wall, and then, three ambergris needles pierced into the heavenly spirit cover of the wall.

The eye sockets of the wall were held to death, and his body slipped to the ground, and he was no longer alive.

Ye Lingyue gasped for breath and sat on the ground.

At the moment when the green smoke was sucked away by Qianding, the surrounding streetscape disappeared, and Ye Lingyue found herself leaning against a remote alleyway.

It seems that Fang Cai's street scene illusion is all made up of the green smoke of this master.

Siamese ghost smoke?

Ye Lingyue remembered that Lianbi called it that.

It seems that it is a special weapon of a cult, if it weren't for Ye Lingyue, who was holding a dry tripod, and a few more tripod squares, they would have been killed by that green smoke.

Wiping the cold sweat from her forehead, Ye Lingyue first searched Lianbi's body and pulled out a small package from him.

Looking inside, in addition to two or three silver tickets, there was also a blood skull token, and a worn-out jade carving.

On the jade carving, it records the method of refining Siamese ghost smoke.

Although the Siamese ghost smoke is infinitely useful, it is an evil alchemist after all, if it is used casually, it is easy to attract misunderstanding from the Great Xia Alchemist Association, and it must be used to dispel it to avoid evil spirits.

"It's a pity that I didn't ask the purpose of the Taishang Immortal Sect to infiltrate Licheng. Ye Lingyue twisted her eyebrows and glanced at the ground, and the three blood-patterned daggers left behind by Lian Bi were still pulled on the ground.

Ye Lingyue put away all these things, and then walked towards Ye Mansion tiredly, she planned to think about refining the Siamese ghost smoke and those daggers after recovering her Yuan Force.