Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Secret Realm of Cloud Desolation
Although everything is very reasonable, the beautiful people in the mountains outside the cloud desolate country did not follow Yun Jiannan's side, and it seems that the beautiful people have not appeared in the first city for a long time, and it is unlikely that she will be silent and quiet with her flamboyant and arrogant personality......
Sun Xingzhi couldn't help but wonder, wasn't he a charming beauty that day?
But with that kind of pomp, you can still get a beautiful woman and a jade butterfly, I'm afraid...... There are only Yun Jiannan's women.
Sun Xingzhi couldn't help but think of the words of the mysterious nobleman when he left, and her voice was cold: "In the future, Yun Jiannan will come to inquire who instructed you to kill the purple-clothed young man, and he will say that the beautiful man knows?" If you tell your guesses and doubts, you will die! The little Sun family, don't do anything to destroy your family! ”
The elder of the family head trembled, broke out in a cold sweat, and firmly promised to answer according to the nobleman's instructions, and never say a word more.
The noble man smiled and nodded when he heard this, and left satisfied.
This passage has a deep meaning, if it was a flattering woman, she would never explain it like this!
However, whether it is a flattering beauty or not, as long as it is a woman from Yun Jiannan, and when the time comes, the young man in purple will inevitably intercede secretly, presumably the Sun family will be fine, and even get sky-high resources and treasures to improve the strength of the family.
From this point of view, there is no need to look ahead at all.
Sun Xingzhi's eyes flashed with murderous aura, and he said awe-inspiringly: "You don't care about the contradictions between the mysterious noble man and the purple-clothed young man, just remember." First, the noble man is indeed a charming beauty, and second, the young man in purple must die in the secret realm! ”
"Yes, it is really hateful that a mere wasted waste dares to teach and play tricks on Sun Zheng and our family's masters in the Dream God Valley, so that our Sun family will be ridiculed by those family sects, how can our Sun family bear this kind of insult? This purple-clothed young man must die, and he must die an extremely miserable death to relieve his anger...... Divide the corpses of the five horses, execute them in Ling Chi, feed the ugly demon beasts, or the trolls to ......"
A cruel smile appeared on Sun Nan's face. There was a malicious glint in her beautiful eyes. Fantasizing about the scene of the execution of the purple-clothed young man, the delicate voice gradually faded as it left the Valley of Hundred Flowers.
Compared with the small fights between Su Jin and Sun Xingzhi here, a primeval dense forest area with mountains and mountains in the Cloud Desolate Secret Territory is full of blood and ghosts. This vegetation spreads. The vibrant place becomes like hell and you want to escape! "Ahh Run, run, there's a monster in the jungle! ”
"Whatever. It turned out to be a ghost master, why is he so unlucky? ”
"Run, or we'll die!"
The noise mixed with panicked screams echoed in the dense forest area, and five or six disciples of the family sect howled wolf howls and swept forward, and some disciples even performed some self-harming martial arts light skills, just to increase some speed, hoping that they could escape from the terrifying dark clouds behind them as soon as possible.
"Boom! I can let you escape, but only give you ten breaths of time, and as long as you can, I'll let you go! Behind him, there was a cold and strange laugh full of malice from Devil Zijie, and his handsome and pale face was full of banter and cruelty, "Those who can't escape will obediently let me drain your soul, qi and blood...... Become the nourishment for my powerful ghosts! ”
"Woo woo ......" seemed to be the words of Ying and Devil Zijie, the dark clouds floating in the air behind him, in which there were bursts of ghosts crying wolf howls, and one by one the blue-faced fanged ghosts wandered in the clouds and mist, each of them was terrifying, some grinned, with terrifying sharp fangs, and some had miserable expressions, floating in the air like ghosts, and seemed to be restless and shouting.
Hearing and seeing such a scene, the faces of those disciples of the family sect became more and more pale, and they ran even more desperately.
They thought they were lucky to come to a place full of spirit flowers, but when they fought with each other, they didn't expect Devil Zijie to be nearby, and they were attracted when they heard the sound of fighting.
The other party is the most vicious existence of the Seven Star Ghost Sect, I heard that he has always had an impermanent temperament, killing people without calculation, and his notoriety is even greater than that of the little Shura Qiu Jing of the Shura Palace, and it is rumored that he likes to kill people to pass the time when he is bored.
If you meet Devil Zijie, in addition to not provoking him, you should also be glad that he is being interested in other things and is not boring, as long as he is not bored, he can definitely let people live, otherwise there is only a dead end! And Devil Zijie is obviously bored at this time, and he is going to play a game of chasing and killing with them.
However, hearing that Devil Zijie was willing to give ten breaths of time, everyone had a little hope in their hearts, after all, most of them were in the late stage or consummate cultivation of Wuzun, and it was normal for a breath time to pass a hundred meters, and a master with high light skills could even approach two or three hundred meters.
Ten breaths of time, desperately exert light skills, maybe you can get a little way to survive under the hands of Devil Zijie!
All the disciples of the family sect tried their best to flee for their lives, and Devil Zijie stood in place and counted slowly and carelessly: "One, two, three......."
"Five ghosts snatch souls!" Devil Zijie didn't care about the distance, he shouted with a smile, and his hands formed a complicated seal and pushed it outward.
As soon as the devil Zijie urged the exercises, he saw that the dark clouds behind him were surging with black mist, gurgling black gas, and the sound of whining ghosts and ghosts was becoming more and more gloomy, and the ghosts were all in high spirits, churning endlessly, exuding a terrifying atmosphere.
Their faces were vicious, and they opened their fangs and took the devil Zijie as a starting point, and flew vertically and horizontally towards the disciples of the sect family who were running wildly in all directions, and the radiation pounced, their momentum was extremely fierce, and their shape was as fast as a ghost!
These ghosts are all tangible and insubstantial, and they are very difficult to guard against.
Shout! Shout!
"Ahh
Soon, the tragic screams echoed far away in the dense forest, and the soul, blood, and spirit of the disciples of the family closest to Devil Zijie were extracted and devoured by the powerful ghosts. Soon, the tragic screams echoed far away in the dense forest, and the soul, blood, and spirit of the disciples of the family closest to Devil Zijie were extracted and devoured by the powerful ghosts.
It's just that in an instant, the disciple's face turned pale, his eyes were empty, his qi and blood withered, and soon he fell to the ground, and his breath was completely gone.
On the contrary, the powerful ghost who devoured the qi, blood and soul of the disciples of the family seemed to be more condensed and his momentum had increased.
After the second, three, four...... Even if the disciple who was three or four thousand meters away was already beyond the scope of the powerful ghost, but the ghost Zijie was a master of the Spirit Emperor, and if he casually used light skills to catch up with the exercises, the disciple would die in an instant.
So far, in just twenty or thirty breaths, the disciples of these six sect families have all been wiped out!
"A bunch of garbage, I can't even have enough fun! Boring, so boring! (To be continued.) )