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"Huh?" Qin Ling's heart suddenly moved, he found a spirit grass, seven small leaves were inconspicuous among the weeds, although this was just a seven-leaf clover that was not uncommon in the cultivation world, but it was golden in veins, and it was clearly a hundred years old. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Qin Ling unceremoniously dug it up by the roots and threw it into the Kingdom of God.

Along the way, Qinling has dug up several spirit grasses one after another, none of which are rare varieties, but the advantage is that the year is enough, and the refined elixir can improve the grade.

"Master, there's a corpse in the grass ahead. Not long after, Shi Changyi came over.

Qin Ling looked over and saw that this was a foreigner's corpse, the body surface was not decomposed, but it had become a dry corpse because of the loss of water, and he was wearing a black robe unique to a priest, and the fatal wound was a sword in the heart.

"Slow, don't get closer!" Qin Ling suddenly broke off and jumped back a few meters, although Shi Changyi didn't know what to do, he also flew back.

I saw that the dried corpse actually stood up, and dense black hair grew on the surface of the body.

"TMD, it's a foreign zongzi!" Shi Changyi scolded.

In this aura-filled environment, people usually do not decay when they die, if the soul is not exhausted, the remnant soul will combine with the corpse to form zombies, generally zombies are in a deep sleep and strong state, but if the breath of a living person is approaching, zombies will be stimulated to wake up.

Obviously, this zombie was stimulated by the yang energy of Qinling and woke up.

Of course, although it has woken up, this zombie is not the original self.

The strength of the zombie is not strong, only in the middle stage of foundation building, far inferior to the zombie domesticated by the Guangyuan Taoist at the beginning.

And the strength of Qinling is in the middle stage of foundation building, if it is a living being, under the same strength, it will never attack Qinling, but it only has instinct left, and it only has the delicious food of Qinling in its eyes, and the ignorant are fearless.

"Ang!" the zombie roared and pounced.

"Huh~~" A cold light flashed.

Qin Ling's body spun, his hand rose and fell, and he cut off the zombie's head with a knife.

The shriveled corpse fell into the grass with a bang, this time it was completely dead, Qin Ling took out the soul bell, shook it, sucked the small wisp of remnant soul into it, and then continued to move forward.

In the grass, in addition to the spirit grass, some primitive gun wreckage and useless magic weapon fragments can be found from time to time, and the corpses are scattered scattered, and a considerable part of them are not cultivators, but officers and soldiers of the Eight-Nation Alliance.

Don't underestimate mortals, mortals who have mastered firearms can also threaten cultivators, such as the Maxim machine gun and Armstrong cannon at that time, when it comes to power, it is actually no worse than modern weapons.

The corpses of foreigners are generally wounded by swords, and the Chinese people have braided hair and wear robes and horse coats unique to that era, and the corpses are mainly gun wounds, and some corpses are only fragmented.

This is just a corner, to take a peek at the leopard, the cruelty of the battle back then can be imagined.

When encountering the corpse of the Chinese people, Qinling bombarded a big pit on the spot and buried the corpse, but after walking this way, the zombie only encountered one, and the strength was still not very strong.

Gradually, the Yin Qi became heavier and heavier, which made Qin Ling realize that it was likely to be close to an ancient battlefield marked on the map.

Sure enough, there was a sound of fighting in front, and Qin Ling opened his eyes to see that it was two Red Gun Society disciples who were besieged by dozens of Yin Spirits.

Yin Soul has a human form, leaving a certain physiognomy characteristics before death, there are foreigners, there are also Chinese, even if they fight fiercely when they are alive, they will become the same type of existence after death.

The two disciples are a woman and a man, the female is in the late stage of foundation building, and the male is at the peak of foundation building, and the cultivation of the Yin Soul is generally above the late stage of foundation building, coming and going like the wind, gathering and scattering invisible, and the mouth emits a terrible scream, gnawing at the two disciples.

Every bite, although the bite does not contain bloody flesh, it can always absorb some of the yang energy and vitality.

Generally speaking, physical attacks are ineffective against Yin Souls, and the male disciples counterattack with fire-based spells, which can just restrain Yin Spirits, and the fire dragons and fireballs sent out make Yin Souls languish, but they can't be fundamentally eliminated, but the true yuan consumption is huge, and the breath is getting weaker and weaker.

And the magic weapon used by the female disciple also has the effect of restraining the yin soul, every time the sword is stabbed, the yin soul will scream miserably, turning into invisible, but the number of yin souls is too much, and there are new yin spirits coming over one after another, and the situation is not good to the extreme.

The male disciple shot out a fire dragon and forced back a few nearby Yin Spirits, his breath froze a little, but he still turned around and shouted: "Senior sister, you go quickly, I'll pester you here, you go quickly." ”

"No, senior brother, if you want to die, you will die together!" The female disciple did not give up, resolutely did not take half a step back, and swung her sword to slash a yin spirit.

"Well, we'll die together. The male disciple was determined to die.

The two of them were back to back, and it was difficult to resist, but looking at it like this, it couldn't last long.

Qin Ling had no ill feelings towards the Red Gun Society, so he sped up.

"Senior brother, someone is coming! we are saved!" the female disciple caught a glimpse of Qin Ling approaching quickly, and shouted as if she was in a desperate situation.

The male disciple shouted, "Which senior brother is it? Don't come here, hurry up, hurry up, hurry up, call more senior brothers to come again, the two of us can still hold on." “

At this time, he can still take into account others, Qin Ling's good impression of the Red Gun Club has increased greatly, and he released Shi Changyi at the moment, and shouted in a low voice: "Go!"

"Whoosh!", Shi Changyi turned into a golden light and rushed straight to the battlefield.

"Zhao Wunian under the seat of the Red Gun Society, Hua Yinghong has seen the Qin Hall Master, thank you for the help of the Qin Hall Master!" As the distance approached, the two Red Gun Society disciples named Zhao Wunian and Hua Yinghong recognized Qin Ling and hurriedly thanked him.

You must know that although Qinling's realm is not high, he has killed Jindan Zhenren, and the arrival of Qinling has made them feel at ease.

"You're welcome!" Qin Ling nodded and smiled, and ran closer, just striking a huge fire dragon, forcing the yin spirits surrounding the two of them away, and then stopped moving, leaving the rest to Shi Changyi.

Shi Changyi seemed to be like a fish in water, flying in the yin soul, and he was not afraid at all, because his Gu worm body could transform between the virtual and the real, and the yin soul could not suck away any vitality and yang energy when it bit him, but every stab of his slender mouthparts could suck the yin soul dry.

His existence is equivalent to the nemesis of the Yin Spirit.

In the midst of the squeaky screams, the number of ghosts rapidly decreased.

"桀桀桀,桀桀~~"

Shi Changyi is like a vicious wolf who pounces into the flock, sucking his heart with joy, because he sucks the soul, although this kind of instinctive soul has a great negative effect on absorbing it, but Qinling has a soul bell.

The soul that has been transformed by the soul bell is the most original spiritual power, and it is also of great benefit to the growth of his divine soul, so he stored the yin soul and handed it over to Qin Ling later.

Zhao Wunian and Hua Yinghong were dumbfounded, and they were deeply envious.

It was no secret that there was a Gu worm in Qinling, but no one expected it to be so brave.

Zhao Wunian and Hua Yinghong both arched their hands and thanked again: "Thank you for the grace of Hall Master Qin for saving your life." ”

Qin Ling waved his hand and said, "You're welcome, I wonder if the two senior brothers and sisters have ever seen the other three members of my Little Knife Society?"

Hua Yinghong pondered: "I saw Le Ling when I first came in, and I hurriedly said hello and separated, by the way, she went that way." “

As he spoke, he pointed out the direction to Qin Ling.

Qin Ling asked again, "What about Bai Yiting and Cao Yi?"

The two of them glanced at each other and shook their heads: "I haven't seen it, in fact, it's not difficult to find someone here, after all, there is only an area of two thousand square kilometers, and you can sense it sooner or later." “

While the three of them were talking, the yin ghosts suddenly let out a scream in unison and fled in all directions, Shi Changyi chased after him and sucked a few more before returning to Qin Ling's shoulder.

Hua Yinghong looked very interested in Shi Changyi, staring with interest, Shi Changyi's tentacles raised, and he turned his body slowly, leaving his ass to Hua Yinghong.

"Hmph!" Hua Yinghong snorted and asked, "Qin Tang is not going to join us, multiple people can find the same door faster, in fact, before finding the token, we can cooperate temporarily, of course, if we find the token, we must fight for it, but our Red Gun Club can back down once." “

Qin Ling is reluctant to walk with these two people, these are two oil bottles, having a good impression does not mean that he has to protect all the way, not to mention that Hua Yinghong's attitude made him very uncomfortable, so he said with a hint of apology: "I have other important things, I'm sorry." ”

Hua Yinghong wanted to say something more, but Zhao Wunian had already grabbed her and said first: "Then we won't disturb Hall Master Qin and say goodbye." After speaking, he grabbed Hua Yinghong and ran out.

After running for hundreds of meters, Hua Yinghong finally couldn't help but say: "What are you dragging, don't you just think the two of us are a burden." “

Zhao Wunian scolded: "Shut up, it was the Qin Hall Master who saved us, you are not grateful to Dai De but talk about the rights and wrongs of people behind your back, Senior Sister Hua, you disappointed me too much." “

"You...... He's just an outsider, and you're actually helping outsiders?" Hua Yinghong's tears of grievance flowed out.

Standing in the same place and not leaving, Qin Ling could vaguely hear it, and couldn't help but sigh secretly.

Yes, I'm just an outsider!

I'm afraid this is what the vast majority of people in the White Lotus Sect think!

"Master, you don't need to worry about this little ant. At this time, Shi Changyi persuaded angrily.

Qin Ling smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Except for the knife that will give me a sense of belonging, for the other twelve tribes, I am an outsider, Hua Yinghong is not wrong, don't worry, I won't take it to heart, you ...... Now hand over your soul. “

Shi Changyi hurriedly said: "The old slave is about to hand it in." “

Qin Ling took out the soul bell, jingle and shake it, and Shi Changyi spit out the soul.

A group of souls was inhaled by the soul bell and turned into the most original spiritual power, after absorbing it, Qin Ling said: "Don't be in a hurry to absorb it first, wait out of this enchantment, and divide you by one-third." ”

"Thank you, master. Shi Changyi was overjoyed.

There are more than forty souls he has absorbed, all of which are above the late stage of foundation building, and he has obtained one-third, which is enough for his divine soul to grow to the level of the Jindan level.

(To be continued.) )