Chapter Twenty-Nine: Collecting Puppets
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The night is getting deeper, and the Lei Li people who should have arrived at Changtianmen calmly are now facing the attack of people of unknown origin, why did these three people appear here, what is their origin, Lei Li is not clear, he only understands the general situation of the cultivation source world through Zhao Yao, how can he be clear about this mysterious organization and the like, and Zhao Yao, now he is lying on the cold ground in front of Lei Li and them, not knowing life and death, all of this is too sudden, too unusual, this, is not the so-called nature of the cultivation source world?
The strong dominate, and the weak survive!
"No!" Lei Li roared hysterically, lying on his lap was Lei Yan, a childhood sweetheart, and fainting on the ground in front of him was Zhao Yao, who had saved his life several times, and with his strength, what could he do! Lei Li's eyes flashed with purple, blue, and green one after another, and finally turned into bright yellow, this is the performance of the Lei family's refining book to the fifth layer, purple, blue, blue, green, yellow, orange, red, the seven colors are the most obvious manifestations of the seven levels, only a person like Lei Wanting has cultivated to the seventh layer for many years, and now Lei Li has cultivated to the fifth layer at the age of fifteen, and he must be amazed!
Lei Li slowly put down Lei Yan and motioned for Lei Jun to help her, but Lei Li clenched his fists, as the yellow color in his eyes became more vigorous, his body gradually changed, the color of the surface of his body slowly darkened, his fists were stronger than before, and the clothes on his body slowly swelled. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"It looks like the qualifications are good, it's really okay to refine into a ghostly puppet!" The man in white said gloomily, a trace of fire flashing in his eyes.
"If you want to play, let me play with you!" Above the stone pavilion, a green-robed figure leaped down, but the blue flames in the palm of his hand mysteriously dissipated.
"Another one to die!" The eagle-nosed man snorted coldly, but he also secretly released the source force to sense Wan Qingyi, when he felt that the source force fluctuations on Wan Qing's body were only in the early stage of source building, he couldn't help but "hum" again, and said, "You are only in the early stage of source building, the three of us are all in the early stage of source building, do you really want to use one against three?" ā
"If you don't try, how can you know who is strong and who is weak!" The corners of Wan Qing's mouth rose in a strange arc, and he glanced at Zhao Yi who was lying on the ground, and his brows were a little serious. He was originally going to Qingyunmen, but when he passed by, he found that these people from the Lei family, he didn't want to care about it at first, it was normal for the weak to eat the strong in the cultivation source realm, but when he saw Lei Yan lying in Lei Li's arms, another figure appeared in his mind......
When Zhao Yao was knocked down, only the three people of the Lei family remained, and the origin of the three on the opposite side must also be one of the many hidden sects in the cultivation source world, and he had also heard of the art of refining the puppet, which was a very vicious source technique, stripping the cultivator of the source and turning it into a living puppet like a walking corpse, this kind of source technique is rejected and shameless by everyone, so there are few cultivators, although the three people in front of him only have the cultivation in the early stage of the source building, but there are a lot of evil arts, Wan Qingyi is also very clear in his heart, but his ability can not be underestimated!
Wan Qing stood with his hands in his hands and said lightly: "You babies carry him over, give him this, and he can save his life." ā
After speaking, a round and turquoise pill shot backwards, Lei Li quickly took it when he saw this, although he didn't know if this pill was really useful, but now he seemed to be able to only accept the help of the person in front of him, Lei Li raised Zhao Yao on the side, stuffed the pill into his mouth, and stepped back. In the darkness, only a faint moonlight sprinkled, Lei Li looked at this mysterious person who suddenly appeared in front of him, his heart "banged", and a figure appeared in his mind, it was this person's hand holding his neck next to the meditation pavilion that day, and he appeared here to help, why! How!
"Hmph, it seems that you don't plan to leave, just right, I don't mind having another puppet in the early stage of source building!" The man with the fan stared at Wan Qingyi, and said fiercely, a black flag in his hand floated secretly, and there were several skeleton-like marks on the flag, as he muttered a few nameless edicts, his right hand pinched the trick, but the skeleton mark seemed to come to life, struggling strangely in the flying flag, and a few evil howls sounded quietly in the dark night, which looked gloomy and abnormal.
The thunder in the stone pavilion has already receded and changed, and he can see it through the faint moonlight, Lei Jun on the side has already been frightened, his hands are trembling uncontrollably, and Lei Li's mind is also in chaos, all this is too sudden, too weird, which makes him only a teenager a little afraid in his heart, the world of cultivators is actually this crazy!
Wan Qingyi's expression was serious, the three people in front of him were menacing, as if they would pounce like hungry tigers at any time, he gritted his teeth, and there was an extra vermilion pill on his cuffs, which bounced into his mouth, turning into a trace of warm water flowing all over his body, and after a few breaths, he took a step back, and his body was filled with light blue source qi out of thin air, and his right palm condensed, and a red fireball suddenly appeared and threw forward.
In an instant, the fireball floated over, the eagle-nosed man controlled the pitch-black glass ball in the air, and the two black gases rushed towards the fireball through the glass ball, and the black gas in front of it suddenly wrapped the fireball, and the fireball struggled out between several tumblings, and it had been eaten up most of it, and the black gas behind it naturally swallowed the fireball unceremoniously, and then flew back into the black ball, spinning in the air for a few weeks before stopping, the eagle-nosed man raised the corner of his mouth, and smiled contemptuously: "Is this the ability?" ā
Wan Qingyi took a deep breath, and several fireballs flew out, no matter how large and small the fireballs were much stronger than before, and they also flew towards the people in front of them as before, but it only took a little more effort and all of them were dissolved one by one, Wan Qingyi's face was already a little ugly now, and the three people on the opposite side seemed to be very interested. Several skeleton figures struggled to get out of the flag and flew out of a ghost flag, a ghost head short blade swept away with a violent qi, and a glass ball revealed a large cloud of black gas and swept away.
The night gave the darkness a pair of dark eyes, devouring the only remaining light, whether the light in the darkness or the darkness in the light was easier to survive, who knows.
Three forces flew towards Wan Qingyi at the same time, a wall of wind immediately gathered in front of it, the first to rush forward a skeleton remnant did not enter the wind wall, turned into nothingness, and then several afterimages appeared, but they were blocked by it one by one, and then a ghost skull knife with a monstrous momentum blasted into the wind wall, actually tearing it into nothingness, Wan Qingyi didn't have time to react, several black gas had already smashed into his chest, his throat was sweet, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he rolled backwards on the ground twice before stopping, looking embarrassed and abnormal.
"Hehe, I thought you were very capable, that's all, it seems that you should be my puppet!" The man with the fan smiled and said, with a roll of the black flag in his hand, put it in his sleeve, took out a piece of talisman paper drawn by cinnabar, and slowly walked towards Wan Qingyi, and the two people beside him also approached with a sneer.
A blood mark overflowed from the corner of Wan Qing's mouth, and his eyes were a little blurry, and before he knew it, the three people had approached him, and a piece of rune paper was about to be pasted on his forehead, and suddenly, his mind buzzed, and a graceful figure appeared in front of him for no reason, it was Linglong, it was Linglong!
"No!" Wan Qing drank suddenly! A phoenix mark came out of his forehead, and suddenly a suffocating oppression came out of it, Wan Qing raised his left hand, and grabbed the hand of the man holding the fan, and the charm only stopped at half an inch in front of his forehead, his right fist, a dark blue flame bloomed like a lotus, and then, it actually sank into the body of the man holding the fan. The corners of Wan Qingyi's mouth were still dripping with blood, but the face of the man holding the fan was incredibly frightened, he looked down and saw that a dark blue flame in front of his chest was piercing his clothes, piercing through the flesh and skin, and inserting it into his heart impartially, his eyes suddenly lost life, his body collapsed and fell, before the two people around him could react, Wan Qingyi's left and right fists had been inserted into their bodies, and the blue flames came out from the fists, burning their bodies, and they all turned into dead bodies and lay on the ground in a few breaths.
I saw Wan Qing gasping for breath, the Dan fire in the heart of his fist slowly extinguished, and there were only three corpses in front of him......
Kill three opponents in an instant, what a terrifying strength this is! Lei Li was frightened in the stone pavilion, and Lei Yan and Zhao Yao, who were lying on the side, gradually woke up, although Lei Yan didn't know what was going on, but when she saw Wan Qing not far away, she was shocked: "This is not the ...... That uncle? ā
After Wan Qing vomited a few times, he held back the blood that was about to overflow in his throat, clenched his fists, he leaned over and looked, and pulled it from the hand of the man holding the fan, and a piece of cinnabar rune paper appeared in his hand, and after a little research, he put it into his arms, and pointed out in the right hand of the man holding the fan, a simple ring caught his attention, stroked the ring body, a faint space source force came out, his eyes narrowed, and the ring was removed, and when he looked to the side again, there were only two bodies that were burned to the surface, and there was no storage ring on the hands of these two people, faintly disappointed, Wan Qing left together, but a somewhat weak voice came out in the stone pavilion: The righteous man's move, I, Zhao Yao, must remember it in my heart, and he will repay him one day!
Wan Qingyi didn't respond, just waved back, and three fireballs flew towards the three corpses, burning in a flutter, and in the flames, Wan Qingyi's figure gradually disappeared, but it was deeply engraved in the hearts of the Lei family and Zhao Yao, this person became more and more a mystery in their hearts.
The night was still dark, a dark shadow passed by the trees, and under the moonlight, only bursts of black gas lingered in the gray robe, which never dissipated for a long time.
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