Chapter 142: A Special Aroma
Zhang Junyuan was horrified!
Unexpectedly, in this dark space, there is such a strong person? Who is this person, and why did he become interested in himself?
"Boom. ”
Knock a skull in front of you.
Zhang Junyuan sneered.
"Damn it!"
The body trembled slightly, and then returned to normal, secretly saying that this is a big deal.
Since you encounter it, you have to face it!
It's really weird, it's ghostly, like somewhere in a horrible hell. What kind of battles have taken place here, and what conditions have allowed these skeleton souls to exist forever.
Obviously very abnormal.
Unexpectedly, this small world is becoming more and more dangerous! Zhang Junyuan remembered when he came to the small world before and collected countless top-grade spiritual herbs and elixirs.
Isn't it going too well?
"Gaba!"
Zhang Junyuan stepped on something under his feet, and when he looked down, he found that what he stepped on was actually a rotten skeleton! But it was not a real skeleton.
And what is the huge skeleton of the animal, and there is a black sword stuck in the forehead of the skeleton.
"Ahem, what is this?"
This strange skeleton buried in the earth, how is the broad sword on the forehead black? Yes, the sword must have been corroded by the death of the skeleton.
Nima.
Zhang Junyuan hesitated in his heart, and did not immediately go up and pull out this black sword.
Will the sword be dangerous? The strange dim space is completely different from the previous small world, and the skeleton is a proof of this.
The small world is full of birds and flowers.
It's all eerie here......
Crises can arise everywhere, and the small world seems to be yin and yang, with a strong aura and a skull and gloomy place.
"Sword ......"
"Ah, this is my sword!"
At this moment, a white-clothed monk at the peak of the Spirit Vein Realm suddenly rushed to the side, who was a disciple of the Xia Kingdom Monastery Academy, and this person's expression was full of surprise.
"Hahaha!"
The man laughed.
Rushing towards the sword on the animal's skeleton, he couldn't wait to reach out and draw the sword.
"Haha, get out! You are not allowed to move...... I found this sword of his grandmother!" the white-clad monk shouted, his tone a little frantic.
"What's going on with this guy?"
Sima Tai frowned slightly, a little annoyed in his heart, not knowing what had happened.
The man in white was about twenty years old, his long flowing hair was gently swaying, and his body swooped down on the black sword like a kite, trying to get it in his hand immediately.
"Boom ......"
The man's white palm.
Just held the hilt of the black sword.
As far as the eye could see, a large stream of black gas emitted by the animal skeleton instantly covered the body of the young man in white.
"Boom!"
The earth trembled slightly, and the movement was a little loud! It seemed as if something was slowly waking up.
The people were terrified.
What's going on!
I saw that the huge animal skeleton on the ground, which was originally quiet, actually trembled slightly. It's like being sleeping and suddenly someone disturbs your dreams.
"Idiot, don't move!"
A cold young man from the Xia Kingdom Monastery Academy roared behind and reminded.
It's a pity it's a bit late!
I saw a stream of black gas on the huge animal skeleton, which instantly wrapped around this white-clothed disciple, like an iron chain wrapped around a prisoner.
In the blink of an eye.
This white-clothed monk who drew his sword, a genius disciple of the Xia Kingdom Monastery Academy, his body had changed rapidly. The handsome face, which was originally light and handsome, withered quickly with the naked eye.
The body dries up in the blink of an eye like a tree that has been absorbed in qi and blood and suddenly loses its moisture.
"Ah...... Puff ......"
A scream.
The whitefriar's body trembled and struggled in horror, but his body quickly shrank.
The eyes protrude out, too!
It clicked and fell lightly to the ground.
The flesh and blood of the body disappeared inexplicably in the blink of an eye, leaving only the clothes hanging on the body shelf, and the skeleton staggered to the ground, looking extremely infiltrating.
Become a skeleton!
"Senior brother, what's wrong with him?"
"Oh no, it's too dangerous here......"
"What's wrong with Senior Brother Liming? How can this be......?" a beautiful female disciple of the monastery who liked this guy cried in horror.
"I'll rub!"
Sima Tai's mouth opened wide in surprise, a little incredulous, how could this be?
How could a living person die in front of him like this inexplicably? Such a strange thing is unheard of and extremely strange.
As a disciple of the Xia Kingdom Monastery Academy.
Sima Tai took the initiative to come to the small world, and for the first time he really felt fear. I dare not imagine the horrific events that are taking place in front of us.
I can't imagine it.
Why, why is this happening?
We're here to explore the treasure in the small world! How did we encounter these skeletons, and the weird death in front of us, something must be wrong!
Everyone around.
It's all creepy.
"Hell......
Zhang Junyuan's expression was a little stunned, frowning slightly, but fortunately he didn't draw his sword just now. If you don't have a premonition of some kind of danger, you might just die!
"Huh, idiot!"
Lu Yang of the Fantasy Sect shook his head, still with a sneer and disdain on his face.
When the disciples of the monastery heard this, they all looked in the direction of Lu Yang one by one, and they all glared angrily.
A man died on his side just now! This kid is actually interested in gloating?
Are you human or not?
Sima Tai was annoyed in his heart, and said angrily, "Are you mentally ill, you can't talk but your brains?"
Lu Yang sneered, "Heh, you disciples of the Xia Kingdom Monastery Academy don't have any heads? This kid stupidly grabbed the black sword, thinking that it was so easy to take advantage of? You see how calm the person next to him is! ”
Talking.
Lu Yang smiled at Zhang Junyuan. Raised his hand and stretched out his thumb to Zhang Junyuan and shook it!
The meaning is self-explanatory.
"Nima, my son's!"
Zhang Junyuan shook his head, feeling strange in his heart. What does it matter to me that you have a conflict between you? This guy still has a conspiracy, and he is not a good silver.
"Ignore him! This guy is a genius disciple of the Xuan Illusion Sect, and he is very ghostly!" said with a pout.
"Humph......"
Lu Yang smiled faintly.
His eyes were sharp and he looked at the red clothes.
It was this little girl who forced him to use the precious Void Shifting Scroll, and now that he has met her again, there is always a chance to recover the previous insult!
"Hula......"
There was silence all around.
The skeleton suddenly retreated, as if it had heard some order, and retreated collectively at the same time. The skeletal sharp onslaught came to an abrupt end.
"Rub, what's going on?"
"These skeletons and ghosts, why did they retreat for no reason!" a man looked left and right in confusion.
Tired and panting.
The rotten skeletons in front of everyone burrowed into the soil of the dim space one after another.
Vigorous fighting.
It caused the death of more than 100 human monks! But it ended inexplicably for no reason.
"Hmm, what does it smell like, it smells like honey flowers......
Among the children of the royal family, a yellow-robed young man sniffed lightly, exhaling like a dog, as if he smelled some good treasure.
"Well, I smell it!"
"It smells so good. ”。
"What's the smell of this?"
At this time, more and more monks gradually quieted down after the skeleton suddenly retreated, and only then did they notice a special fragrance around them.