"I'll talk to you when I've slaughtered this thing!"

She shouted, but her body remained tense, staring warily at the ghost puppet in front of her. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

This ghost puppet is the strongest she has ever met! It seems-

It seems that a strong person in the middle realm has become!

The ghost puppet tilted his head and bared his teeth at Feng Qiao, his face was a blackened and miserable white, as if the blood of his whole body had been released, and his flesh slowly began to rot, emitting a rancid smell from his mouth.

"Whew-"

It let out a loud scream, as if it was extremely unhappy that Feng Qiao had taken the prey from under his hands. And Lou Nanguang let out a huge convulsive cry when he heard the sound, he was torn off a large piece of flesh and blood by this ghost puppet just now, and his body was dripping with blood.

"Woo woo, such an injury, I'm afraid I have to eat a lot of elixir, Xiao Huandan, Yangyuan ointment...... Woo woo woo this is all money, my Yuan Jing, it's going to be a lot less! ”

Lou Nanguang whimpered and cried, for him, it seemed that spending money made him more painful than his own injury.

Feng Qiao didn't bother to pay attention to him, still staring at the ghost puppet who got up from the ground. Now its strength has decreased, but for Feng Qiao, who has just been in his infancy, it is also an enemy that needs to be fought cautiously and carefully.

The ghost puppet snorted, raised his hand, and the yuan power with a faint green light was used, turning into a long thistle whip, and the barbs on it were still flashing with a blue faint light, which was quenched with poison.

Lou Nanguang suddenly stuck his head out from behind Long Ce and shouted loudly: "Be careful, he is Elder Kangjiang, and his natal soldier whip is poisonous!" He is a wood genus, and his cultivation is in the middle of the subtlety! ”

into the middle of the realm.

Feng Qiao hooked her lips slightly, Mu Xiang is even better, Huo Kemu, this guy can't beat her now!

The ghost puppet that Elder Kang Jiang had turned into had already rushed over at this moment, and a terrifying ho-ho sound came out of his throat, and he whipped towards Feng Qiao.

"Humph!"

Feng Qiao is not much, and when he raised his hand, the phoenix true flame also condensed into a long fire whip, and met the thistle whip with a whoosh!

Smack-

With a touch, the two long whips twisted into a long strip in mid-air due to inertia, and climbed up.

"Roar!"

The ghost puppet that Elder Kang Jiang had turned into blinked in confusion and confusion, it seemed that he was very puzzled by what had happened, he pulled back the thistle long whip, the whip had been twisted together with Feng Qiao's fire whip, and he couldn't pull it back.

He yelled in annoyance, grabbed the long whip tightly with his right hand, and pulled it back violently!

Feng Qiao let out a short sneer, and the fire whip in his hand instantly turned into a shattered flame void, Elder Kang Jiang turned into a ghost puppet I didn't expect her to suddenly let go, and she was immediately dragged into the void by the force she pulled out violently, and she couldn't stand for a while, and staggered down!

Sure enough, these ghost puppets don't have brains at all.

Feng Qiao quickly judged in his heart, and as soon as he lifted the fire whip in his hand, the flames scattered suddenly skyrocketed, and swished along the thistle long whip and burned up, all the way to the ghost puppet.

The golden-red flames burned all over Elder Kang Jiang's body in an instant, and he screamed in pain, jumped up violently, summoned the green wood phase yuan force, and began to slap his whole body hard, trying to extinguish the flames that brought him great pain.

However, Feng Qiao's Phoenix True Flame is the ultimate fire phase, which originally restrained Kang Jiang's wood phase, as soon as he made a move, it seemed to add fuel to the Phoenix True Fireworks, and the golden red color burned even more violently!

"Whew-whew-"

He screamed miserably, completely ignoring Feng Qiao, Feng Qiao immediately made a decision, and cut off his head with a knife, which was regarded as helping him end the pain.

"Ahh You killed him so easily? Oh, my God! ”

Lou Nanguang's babbling voice was full of incredulity, and he stared at Feng Qiao with wide eyes, as if he had seen a strange creature.

Feng Qiao just shook his head lightly, beckoning him to hide carefully to the side, and continue to save people.

The battle seemed simple and crude, but it wasn't as easy as he thought. She was able to kill this ghost puppet largely out of opportunism.

First of all, it was true that Elder Kang Jiang used to be in the middle realm, but firstly, he has now become a ghost puppet and has cultivated to a great descent, and secondly, the secret realm has extremely strong Yuan Force oppression against these human cultivators, and compared to her, a non-human, she is completely like cheating.

Moreover, Elder Kangjiang is a wood phase, and the fire is already wood, and Elder Kangjiang's tribulus terrestris whip and wood phase yuan force are more like the fuel of Feng Qiao's Phoenix True Flame, which naturally allows her to take advantage of it.

"Ahhh Help me! Don't go, my lord! ”

Lou Nanguang watched Feng Qiao turn around and leave, and immediately jumped up like crazy, and hurriedly ran towards her, tears bursting out of his eyes: "My lord, don't leave me, I will definitely be caught and made into a ghost puppet!" ”

Caught as a ghost puppet?

Feng Qiao's heart moved suddenly, and he immediately turned around and ran back to lift his collar, and yelled anxiously: "You tell me clearly, what the hell is going on?" ”

It's all just weird!

If you count it from the very beginning, someone released rumors about the Flowing Wind Arcane Secret Stone, luring people to break into the realm of inheritance one after another, and then all of them attracted the Ten Thousand Insects Swamp......

The teleportation pendant failed, and no one could leave, the natal essence blood of the three-legged golden toad, the monster that appeared mysteriously, and the cultivator was made into a ghost puppet.......

Feng Qiao was simply in a mess, feeling that something messy was tightly wrapped around her like silk threads, and it was extremely chaotic.

Lou Nanguang swallowed his saliva, and did not immediately say what Feng Qiao asked, but rolled his eyes, even if his voice trembled nervously, he had to try to make a deal with Feng Qiao:

"You, you save me, don't let me die here, I'll tell you."

Feng Qiao looked at him coldly, he gritted his teeth and resolutely did not bow his head, looking barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes: "You won't lose, I know a lot of things, I heard it secretly!" ”

The thick poisonous fog of the Ten Thousand Worms Swamp was pervasive, and the smell of death was now added to the smell of death, the smell of blood permeated, and the creaking sound of insects gnawing corpses. The surviving cultivators cried out in despair, and the ghost puppets roared excitedly.

"Okay, deal, just hope your information doesn't disappoint me."

Lou Nanguang shook his head frantically: "No, no, no!" I have a secret technique that I overheard and no one knew! ”

Feng Qiao and Long Ce looked at each other, Long Ce shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and didn't seem to be much interested.

"Say it."

Lou Nanguang swallowed his saliva, as if he was recalling the scene he had seen before, fear occupied his eyes inch by inch, and he said intermittently in a very low voice: "It's Lu Songjian, they are called Lord Lu Songjian!" He can turn cultivators into such ghost puppets! ”

Lu Songjian?

Isn't the person the person the poison-devouring copper toad said also surnamed Lu?

There is absolutely no such coincidence in the world! They're just scared of being alone!

"And who are they? What exactly is he going to do? ”

Lou Nanguang's whole person was decadent at the moment, and it seemed that the name he said made him lose the strength of his whole body, and he could only stare at Feng Qiao with a pair of bloodshot eyes: "Elder Yun Buqi...... He went to find the man named Lu Songjian, and they said that the plan started early. Lu Songjian caught a lot of cultivators, he didn't kill them, but he pulled out all the flesh and blood from their bodies, and vomited-"

He seemed to have thought of some terrible scene, his face suddenly turned sallow, his face was full of fear and disgust, and he began to retch to the side.

Feng Qiao thought back to the previous incident, and felt more and more that he could be the right number, and hurriedly asked: "Have those people been turned into ghost puppets?" What is the plan? Could it be that the ghost puppets were allowed to attack the cultivators? ”

"Yes!"

Lou Nanguang nodded quickly, and the whole person looked depressed: "Those cultivators were drained of the blood and flesh from their bodies alive, and the whole person was made into the monster we saw. They want, they want to kill us all! ”

How could it be?

Feng Qiao still felt incredulous, but she couldn't find any words to refute.

What about the flowing wind? What role did he play in this disaster?

The camp was completely destroyed, Feng Qiao tried his best, and in the end only a dozen people were rescued, and a large number of people died at the hands of the ghost puppets.

And the elders who had entered the subtle realm, including Huangfu Intercession, Hyacinth, Mu Wanxin, and the mysterious man in black, and even Liu Baoyun, were all gone.

The most strange thing for Feng Qiao was that at that time, more than a dozen of them got together, and the ghost puppets all rushed up to surround them, and when they saw that a battle of life and death was about to come, they suddenly withdrew like water and disappeared into the depths of the thick fog.

"They, they?"

The rescued cultivators stumbled, and now they were all covered in injuries, as if their bones had been removed from their bodies, and they could barely stand up.

This is just a natural reaction that is difficult to accept when there is a sudden change.

Feng Qiao protected them to evacuate outside the swamp, and now she was undoubtedly the strongest in the team, Long Ce still held his hands and watched coldly, with no intention of helping.

And when he looked at Feng Qiao, he still didn't approve of her "meddling".

Feng Qiao didn't know the way, this time it was Lou Nanguang to lead the team, fortunately there was no disgusting thing to make trouble along the way, and a group of more than a dozen people escaped smoothly.

"It should be around a few hundred people to enter the realm of inheritance, after all, it's only a day. Many of these people did not make it to the Ten Thousand Worms Swamp, and it is not known if they are still alive. ”

Lou Nanguang said gloomily.

One day.

Yes, now it's all just happening in one day.

Feng Qiao let out a long breath.

After entering the Inheritance Realm, she had experienced so much that she forgot that it was only in one day.

It's surprising to think about.

A month ago, she was an ordinary person in a remote mountain village in the Imperial Prison Mountains, living a leisurely and comfortable life, and almost overnight, the world was turned upside down.

The betrayal of a friend, the truth of the godmother's death, martial arts cultivation, friends, life experience, and the monster until now.

There are also Tie Ge, Liufeng, Huangfu, Qin Huaiyan, and Long Ce.

These things, these people.

Time passed quickly, and five hours were already nearing the end, and the surviving cultivators collapsed on the edge of the mountain forest as soon as they came out of the range of the Ten Thousand Insect Swamp, unable to raise any strength.

The poisonous miasma of the swamp disappeared almost the moment it left, and the brilliant sun in the sky had moved westward, hanging far above the peaks of the mountains on the horizon, and the sunlight released was still scorching and dazzling.

"If you insist on it, when you get out, you will be safe."

Feng Qiao shouted, but only Liao Liao and a few cultivators gave a weak response. She glared at them a few times in hatred, but these cultivators could no longer raise a trace of strength, and would rather lie in the sun and be roasted than go out to the shade of a tree to hide in the shade.

There were about fifteen or sixteen of these surviving cultivators, most of whom were adult men or young people, with only a few three or four teenagers and two women.

"Long Ce, now we are still too close to the swamp, in case those ghost puppets rush out, everyone will not be able to escape at all."

Feng Qiao sat down beside Long Ce in annoyance, rubbing his temples with a headache.

"Why do you bother with them?"

Long Ce stood with his arms crossed against a giant tree, his expression was indifferent, his eyes were numb and cold, and only when he faced Feng Qiao did he reveal a trace of warmth.

"Why are you able to sit on the sidelines?" Feng Qiao asked, "Those people died right under your nose, but your expression didn't change in the slightest. ”

Maybe it was the panic in her heart that made her blurt out this sentence with a questioning tone, knowing that after speaking, Feng Qiao suddenly reacted, and immediately closed her mouth and looked at Long Ce.

Long Ce turned his head and looked at her.

Feng Qiao found that his eyes were dark and dull, not the kind of black that his eyes were, but the black that could no longer be reflected in the sunlight.

It was like a deep black hole, bottomless, attracting everything into it, and never emitting a trace of luster.

"I'm ......," she said hurriedly.

Long Ce shook his head slowly, slowly, and then slammed her into his arms, a deep voice sounding above her head, still so hard and resolute, but emotionless.

"Phoenix, you ask me why I don't save them, heh, the human race has been the most selfish race since ancient times, and they will always remember your stinginess and turn a deaf ear to your kindness. Back then, when the Great Wilderness encountered a crisis of annihilation, which human race had ever reached out to help? It was they who were the first to be unjust, so why should I be merciful? ”

Feng Qiao struggled to break free from his arms, held his arm, and looked up at him: "But, wasn't that a long, long time ago?" These people now have nothing to do with what they were back then, so why bother—"

"So you save yours, I won't interfere with any of your decisions."

He said indifferently: "Those blood feuds and family pains, as long as I have to bear them alone." You just need to live out the freedom and happiness of my life. Fenghuang'er, I came to the Northland from the East China Sea this time just to see you, and I will leave soon after confirming your safety. ”

Feng Qiao was shocked: "Leave? Where are you going? ”

"Canglan City." He said, "Since you know where Kiri is, it's enough. You're a girl after all, the youngest, and the sky is falling, and it's up to the two of us to support you. (To be continued.) )