A blood-coated corpse, the death was extremely horrific, the corpse was shriveled all over, only a dry skin remained, wrapped around the craggy bones, as if the blood of the whole body had been drained, some were ragged, obviously there were traces of being burned by fire, and some were as if they had been blown up by explosives, and the corpses were incomplete;

The black dragon envoy forcibly suppressed the horror in his heart, all of which were in tattered clothes, barely discerning the identity of the dried corpse, and let out an exclamation from time to time, as if walking in an abyss purgatory, his face became more and more ugly, and a cold sweat quietly seeped out of his pores, but he didn't realize it;

"Bloody wind! bloody fire! this is... Blood Rain!Under the Hall Master of the Blood Refining Hall, except for the Blood Refining Messenger Blood Thunder, the three masters who cultivated to the highest level could not have imagined that they would die tragically here, why was there no body found in the Blood Slaughter, could it be that there were no bones left?"

The man of short stature, looking at the pit blown out by the Yin Yang Burst Pill, walked over slowly, squatted down silently, grabbed a handful of soil ash, put it under his nose and sniffed it, and spoke in a cold voice;

"The breath of the two poles of yin and yang is so weird, can it be that someone can actually cultivate two exercises at the same time, with diametrically opposite powers? Or does the other party have some kind of secret treasure? Shouldn't it, if the power of the two poles is combined together, it will inevitably explode, is it this medicinal fragrance?"

The black dragon messenger moved when he heard the sound, and the phantom of his body came in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the short man, and asked in a trembling voice with a frightened face, and his tone revealed a thick fear;

"Wraiths, what did you find?"

The ghost suddenly looked up at a place in front of him, and his body suddenly disappeared, showing the true meaning of the ghost's name vividly at this moment, and when it reappeared, the cold light in his hand flashed, and along the mysterious trajectory, it slashed at the trunk of a tree the thickness of a bucket;

"Huh!"

An extremely black light suddenly flashed away, and a clearly visible cut appeared on the dark green trunk in an instant;

"Boom!

The big tree with the thickness of the bucket was cut off by the black light, and fell to the side with a bang, and on the extremely smooth cut surface, a tree hole the size of a bowl mouth was impressive, as if there was something hidden in it, the ghost's expression remained unchanged, the black light in his palm skyrocketed, black as ink, and he slapped his palm on the trunk;

"Smack!"

The trunk of the tree shook violently, and a clear palm imprinted into the wood;

"Twitter!"

In the hollow of the tree trunk, a small gray mouse, as if frightened, jumped out with such a fast speed that it was fleeting in the blink of an eye, which made the black dragon messenger and others frightened, and their bodies tensed up, as if they were facing a great enemy;

"Quick!"

The Black Dragon Envoy spoke in an eager and deep voice, and ordered at the people around him;

"Catch it!"

When everyone heard the sound, they stared at the ground fiercely, searching for the traces of the little mouse, but unfortunately they found nothing;

"It's gone!"

The big man with the long knife on his back spoke with an unwilling urn sound;

"It's too fast!"

The man with the long sword in his hand replied softly, explaining to the Black Dragon Messenger with an ugly face;

"Forget it!"

The black dragon envoy sighed gloomily, and waved his hand helplessly, because the people present counted his cultivation as the highest, and even he didn't catch it, let alone others;

"A bunch of rubbish!"

The ghost's cold voice spoke, and the extremely unpleasant words instantly attracted everyone's attention, and the big man who was about to get angry looked at the little mouse in the ghost's hand in a daze, and the others also had the same expression, and their round eyes were full of disbelief;

"What's the matter? Unconvinced? Ghost Sword! Dark Sword! Black Dragon Envoy! In addition to the hall master, the Black Dragon Hall has cultivated to the highest three masters, and he can't even catch a single mouse, once it spreads, wouldn't it be shameful! Hehe..."

The ghost held the gray mouse in his hand in front of him, and shook it defiantly at the black dragon envoy and others, a trace of imperceptible disdain flashed in his cold and ruthless eyes, and the right hand holding the little mouse suddenly shook, and threw the little mouse at the black dragon envoy in the air without care;

"Whoosh!"

A faint sound of breaking the air followed, and the little gray mouse struggled violently in the void;

"Huh!"

The black dragon envoy stretched out his hand with an ugly face, grabbed the gray mouse in his hand, looked at the ghost with a complicated expression, with an embarrassed smile on his face, and his tone respectfully opened his mouth to praise, with undisguised flattery in his words;

"I have a body of cultivation, but where can I compare to you who has cultivated the "Black Dragon Xuanjing", if it weren't for your long-term retreat and cultivation of the secret method of supernatural powers, the position of this black dragon messenger belongs to you, where will it be my turn, if it weren't for this important matter, I wouldn't have the shame to ask you to get out!"

When the ghost heard this, he sneered with the same expression, and suddenly turned around and walked to another position, speaking cold and indifferent words without looking back, and the lonely back was as deep as the dark night, as if it could devour everything, contain everything, and at the same time, ignore all existence;

"Black Dragon Emissary, such a big name, such a high position, I don't know if anyone remembers, your name is called: Black Scale! Unfortunately, my ghost will not be here, and I have no intention of doing so, Lord Blackwater originally named me "Ghost!"

Hearing this, Black Scale shook his head with a wry smile, and then looked at the little gray mouse in his hand;

"Twitter!"

In the hands of the black scales, the gray mouse writhed its body vigorously, struggling violently, shaking its head and flicking its tail, trying to break free from the restraints, but in vain, let out a sharp chirp;

"Black Dragon Envoy! This little gray mouse looks a little familiar!"

The big man with the long knife on his back walked up to the black scales, stopped the little gray mouse who was struggling, and asked softly with memories on his face;

"Ghost Knife, have you forgotten that the Pei Yuan Dan that Lord Blackwater gave you back then was secretly eaten by something?"

The man with the long sword in his hand also followed, and after hearing this, he looked at the ghost knife with a strange face, with a hint of schadenfreude on his face, and reminded softly in a mocking tone;

Hearing this, the ghost knife subconsciously reached out and scratched his head, still full of doubts, and the color of thought in his eyes became stronger;

When Black Scale heard this, his face showed displeasure, and with a little anger, he scolded the man holding the long sword in a deep voice;

"Hellsword! When is it, and I still have the heart to joke! This is the treasure hunting spirit rat of the Blood Refining Hall Master's Blood Slaughter!"

When the ghost knife heard this, he suddenly realized, stretched out his hand and pointed at the gray little mouse, and was about to exclaim, but he saw the slightly angry look of the black scales, and immediately swallowed back the words that came to his mouth, and the acquaintance was silent, turned his head to look aside, and saw the ghost squatting on the ground again. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info (To be continued.) )