Inside the cave, the blood light was still there, and a trace of bloody qi began to permeate again. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Looking down at the wound on his chest, Mo Xin's eyes were shocked, as if he couldn't believe this fact, he didn't expect that he would die here, let alone that after he reported the name of the Corpse Island, Wang Yi still killed him without hesitation.

Raising his head with difficulty, Mo Xin suddenly grinned at Wang Yi, and his smile was indescribably weird.

"Hehe, I'm waiting for you below. ”

After speaking, Mo Xin fell to the ground softly, and there was no sound. But just as Mo Xin fell to the ground, a black qi burst out of his body and rushed straight at Wang Yi.

This black gas was very strange, forming a skull in the air, making a squeaky laugh, as if mocking and gritting teeth.

Looking at the black gas in the air, although Wang Yi didn't know what it was, he also understood that this was by no means a good thing, not to mention that although he didn't feel in danger, there was a faint sense of ominousness in his heart.

Without the slightest hesitation, Wang Yi directly blessed himself with the light body technique and floated towards the entrance of the cave.

In fact, if it is possible, Wang Yi prefers to use the Streamer Technique, but unfortunately, he has just urged too much, resulting in the damage to the spell mark of the Streamer Technique, and it can no longer be used for a short time, and only after a period of pregnancy and recuperation, the spell mark can be repaired, otherwise forcibly urging it is likely to cause the spell mark to collapse.

Wang Yi withdrew and retreated to the entrance of the cave, the black gas skeleton was still spinning leisurely in the air, the speed seemed to be slow or fast, like the gangrene of the appendage, no matter where Wang Yi ran, it could always catch up.

Looking at the black skeleton like a cowhide plaster, Wang Yi knew that it was basically impossible for him to run, his eyes moved slightly, Wang Yi stopped, gave up the senseless escape, and the immortal sword quietly appeared in his hand.

With the immortal sword in his hand, Wang Yi did not hesitate at all, and directly slashed out with a sword qi.

The sword qi broke through the air and slashed at the black qi skeleton, as if it were slashing into the air, without any hindrance.

The sword qi and the body, the black qi skeleton suddenly turned into wisps of black qi and dispersed, but the next moment, all the black qi gathered together again and condensed into a new skeleton, and the squeaking sound sounded again and was louder than before, as if mocking Wang Yi's incompetence.

Seeing this scene, Wang Yi didn't react much, he knew that the weirdness shown by the black gas skeleton was not so easy to deal with.

Boom, the two sword qi broke through the air again and slashed towards the black gas skeleton, and the black gas skeleton shattered in response, but each time it was broken, it would quickly reunite again, and before he knew it, the black gas skeleton had come to Wang Yi's side.

Looking at the skull with his mouth constantly opening and closing, as if chewing something, Wang Yi could only use his true qi to protect his body, but Wang Yi did not have much hope for this. Sure enough, the situation was just as Wang Yi expected, the black qi hit the true qi, as if a drop of water had melted into the sea, without splashing the slightest wave.

The black qi entered the body and drilled into Wang Yi's right hand, Wang Yi suddenly felt a cold, but this cold came and went quickly, Wang Yi quickly returned to normal, as if nothing had happened, but Wang Yi's face sank completely, gloomy as water.

Wang Yi clearly sensed that a mark resembling a grimace appeared on his arm, the expression of the grimace was like crying and laughing, which was very weird, and if you looked closely, you could find that there was still a bit of a shadow of Mo Xin in his appearance.

By now, Wang Yi has understood that this black qi is probably a mark, which plays a role in positioning, so that the people behind Mo Xin can know that he is the murderer of Mo Xin, so as to take revenge.

Wang Yi knew that if Mo Xin didn't talk nonsense in the end, he might get into a lot of trouble this time, the Corpse Island was not a sect or a family force, but a place of cultivation where the scattered cultivator was located, but no one in the East China Sea dared to underestimate this place, because this scattered cultivator was a Taoist ancestor.

The three peerless Taoists are born in scattered cultivation, famous for the art of refining corpses, and occupy the corpse island after the achievement of Taoists, although they did not open a sect, but they also recruited disciples and grandchildren, and inherited their own mantle, it can be said that they already have the prototype of a sect, and what is missing is just the foundation.

What's more important is that the three peerless Taoist people are ruthless and vicious, known as ruthless, unrighteous, and unloved, and they are notorious in the East China Sea, but this person is also quite measured, and he will never provoke those real big forces, at least on the surface, plus his strength, so he has been at ease in the East China Sea.

Recalling the information on the Corpse Island, Wang Yi raised his head and sensed the mark on his arm again, Wang Yi set his eyes on the pool of blood.

Although this mark is a big trouble, Wang Yi is not too entangled, because he has no way to take this mark now, not to mention that Wang Yi understands that although this mark of revenge is powerful, it also has flaws, and only when the two sides are close to a certain distance can the other party feel the existence of the mark.

Looking at the blood pool, Wang Yi found that the original blood light had faded a lot and become much softer, and the original black coffin in the blood pool had disappeared and was replaced by a blood-colored crystal coffin.

The blood coffin is crystal clear, exuding a faint flush, there seems to be blood flowing inside, and there are mysterious patterns on it, similar to a mandala, delicate and beautiful, but also a little weird and evil.

Feeling the burst of aura emanating from the blood coffin, Wang Yi's face changed slightly, because the breath of the blood coffin was strong and long, and it was a magic weapon, and it seemed to be a few points stronger than the blood coffin of the Immortal Sword, and it was likely to be a middle-level magic weapon, or even a high-level magic weapon.

After thinking about it, Wang Yi still walked over, standing by the blood pool through the crystal blood coffin, Wang Yi could clearly see that there was a seven or eight-year-old girl lying in the blood coffin, dressed in coarse linen clothes, with a small blushing face, showing a lovely color, although it was still young, but it could already be seen that it was a bit of natural beauty, and it was a real beauty embryo.

Just when Wang Yi looked at the girl, the girl in the blood coffin suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes were pure, like a newborn child, without the slightest impurity, her eyes were very large, and her eyes were blood-red, like rubies.

Looking at each other, Wang Yi suddenly felt an astonishing murderous aura, and a picture of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood slowly kicked off in front of Wang Yi.

Next to the blood pool, in front of the blood coffin, Wang Yi looked sluggish, as if he had lost his soul.

In the phantom realm, Wang Yi appeared in a battlefield, surrounded by dense enemies in all directions, some people and demons, all of them looked at him with fierce expressions, as if they wanted to devour him alive, all Wang Yi could do was keep swinging his sword.

I don't know how long it took, blood stained Wang Yi's clothes red, dyed Wang Yi's hair red, making Wang Yi like a bloody man, but looking at the enemies that were still surging around him, Wang Yi suddenly smiled slightly, put down the long sword in his hand, and let the enemies like a tide drown him.