Zhang Lin died, he was a martial artist, and he was a martial artist who cultivated ground-level martial arts, and he died at the hands of Fan Ping'an, a mere martial artist, and this was also transmitted back to Yanxia City, and I don't know how many people's jaws will fall.

Fan Ping'an opened his eyes, looked at Zhang Lin's distorted and deformed face, spit, pulled out the beast sword, and then gasped for breath, this battle is really difficult, if it weren't for the sacrifice of the corpse red cat, I am afraid that I may not be able to kill Zhang Lin.

"Even if you are a martial artist, if you dare to come and kill Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will kill you first."

Fan Ping'an smiled evilly, then looked in the direction of Li Chu's escape, and frowned slightly: "This person is quite cunning, it stands to reason that after escaping, he should quietly return to be a yellow bird, why is there no fire of his life, is he really not coming back?" ”

"Forget it, without further ado, the fact that Tie Ying is not dead has leaked, and I don't know how many people will come to harm me, hurry back to the cave, and be ready to return to the real world at any time, otherwise a few more martial artists will be unbearable."

After thinking about it, Fan Ping'an's heart suddenly became urgent, but when he saw Zhang Lin's corpse, his heart moved, and he strode to find Zhang Lin's corpse, grabbed it and put it on top of the dragon horse with the beast sword, and then bit his finger and began to make a corpse.

The red cat is dead, Fan Ping'an has another place for the corpse, if Zhang Lin is made into a corpse, it is equivalent to an extra martial arts-level powerhouse, which is very helpful in the real world, and Fan Ping'an is a little coveted for his swordsmanship.

"Little brother, are you making a corpse? You are so extravagant, so much dead air, even such a low-level corpse can be made? ”

Just made Zhang Lin into a corpse and began to enter the transformation stage, suddenly, a soft voice came from behind Fan Ping'an, but it made Fan Ping'an feel terrified, how could it be, how could someone get so close without being noticed by him, and the other party knew that he was making a corpse?

Fan Ping'an turned around stiffly, and saw a girl dressed in black blinking bright big eyes looking at him curiously, obviously a very sweet girl, but she was carrying a head in her hand, a head belonging to Li Chu, as soon as he saw her, Fan Ping'an's heart sank, his eyes broke through the girl's disguise and saw her true - a cold and ruthless, bloody butcher, he desperately shouted in his mind: "Hell, Xiao Shoula, what should I do?" ”

But there was no response as if he had an opportunity, Fan Ping'an was covered in cold sweat all over his body, and his mood was even more nervous than before against Zhang Lin I don't know how many times, he barely squeezed out a smile that was more ugly than crying, and said, "Senior sister is good." ”

"Ah, so well-behaved, people really didn't expect that there was a little junior brother, if people remember correctly, our sect seems to be a single lineage, right?"

The girl in black giggled, but it made Fan Ping'an shudder, there is only one person in this world who is qualified to be Fan Ping'an's senior sister, that is, the heir of the god of the underworld, this is why Fan Ping'an is so nervous, he just wants to cry without tears, didn't he leave Yanxia City so early just to avoid the heirs of the god of the underworld, but he ran outside and was actually knocked out, this is too cheating.

Although the two sides have never met, the induction of the god of the underworld in the bloodline, as well as the strong death aura on both sides, undoubtedly indicate the identity of both parties, so the heir of the god of the underworld will not recognize Fan Ping'an, and Fan Ping'an will not mistake the heir of the god of the underworld, because of this, he can see through the true appearance of the heir of the god of the underworld.

"The record may be wrong."

Fan Ping'an's mind turned sharply, and said: "Senior sister, I happened to have a skeleton in the cave, and there was a bronze mask next to it, and after wearing it, I became the descendant of the god of the underworld, you see, my mask is still incomplete." ”

While speaking, Fan Ping'an controlled his bronze mask to emerge, and the girl in black looked at the half of the mask carefully, her brows furrowed, this seems to be no different from her Pluto mask except for some damage?

"Could it be that the god of the underworld left two masks in the world? Hmph, no matter what, there can only be one descendant of the god of the underworld in this world! ”

The girl in black was puzzled at first, and then her heart was full of murderous intent, before she occasionally passed by, and sensed the death gas, so she came to check, and killed Li Chu by the way to collect the death gas in line with the principle of not wasting it, but she didn't expect to arrive at the scene, and actually found a descendant of the god of the underworld like her, she was extremely shocked, and from the first sight, she pronounced the death sentence of Fan Ping'an.

However, on the surface, the girl in black smiled even more sweetly, and even saw two small dimples, threw away Li Chu's head casually, did not wipe her hands, walked to Fan Ping'an's side, and said, "Little junior brother, take someone to the cave to have a look, maybe you will find some clues to the master's door." ”

"Yes, yes, senior sister."

Fan Ping'an was relieved to see that the girl in black didn't kill him immediately, he didn't dare to get too close to the girl in black at all, because it was close, he felt that a god of death was standing beside him, holding a sickle on his neck, and he was ready to take his life at any time, so he hurriedly pulled Ryoma forward, and said at the same time: "Senior sister, it's not far ahead." ”

The girl in black stood beside Fan Ping'an like a ghost, and asked very affectionately: "Little junior brother, seeing that the move you used before was actually only the iron sand palm of the Yellow Order, isn't there a martial art handed down in the Hades Temple you got?" ”

"Is there one?"

Fan Ping'an didn't dare to hide anymore, and said with a puzzled look: "Senior sister, all I got was the inheritance of the immortal spirit technique, and there was no method of fighting, this iron sand palm was still something I finally obtained, just because there was no method of fighting, I also deliberately went to participate in the summer competition in Yanxia City and won the local-level exercises." ”

"There's no way to fight?"

The black-clothed girl frowned, and then sneered: "What are the ground-level exercises, the exercises that have been passed down through the generations of our Hades Temple are at least heaven-level exercises, and Senior Sister will teach you in a while." ”

"Thank you, senior sister."

Fan Ping'an looked surprised, but he knew very well in his heart that this descendant of the god of the underworld was afraid that he would not intend to let him go, but on the surface, he was respectfully flattering the girl in black, and the girl in black giggled.

Soon, the two of them came to the cave, and Fan Ping'an made a gesture of invitation, saying, "Senior sister, this is the cave where I got the mask." ”

"Is it here?"

The girl in black glanced inside, this cave is not big, although it is dark inside, it can't block her sight, she frowned and said, "Little junior brother, why didn't senior sister see the bones of her predecessors?" ”

"Senior sister, I have collected the bones of my predecessors and buried them in other feng shui treasures, senior sister come with me, and I will tell you where the mask was found."

Fan Ping'an smiled and led Ryoma to walk into the cave, even if he had a good heart, he couldn't help his heartbeat faster at this time, because once he walked into the cave, he was safe, but at this critical moment, the hand of the girl in black suddenly put on his shoulder, he found that he couldn't move at all, his soul was in danger, and his whole body was cold, but fortunately, he finally had a good heart, and he could turn around and ask in surprise: "Senior sister, what's wrong?" ”

"Little junior brother, you are very unwell-behaved."

The girl in black grinned: "Since you saw me, you have been very nervous and afraid, which means that you guessed that I would kill you in the morning, in fact, I will indeed be, when you come to this cave, you are calm on the surface, but your heart is beating faster, obviously very excited, if I guess correctly, senior sister, there must be something in this cave that can save you, don't want to hide it from senior sister, how many years of your old lady know." ”

Fan Ping'an was shocked and embarrassed, shocked that the girl in black actually saw through it all, and the embarrassment was that this descendant of the god of the underworld had always been sweet and showing, and suddenly became a female hooligan, he also knew that it was useless, his eyes flickered, and he suddenly smiled: "Senior sister, do you know what it matters if my annual rings have many rings, the key is, do you know the difference between your inheritance and mine?" ”

The girl in black said with a smile: "Tell me, what's the difference?" ”

Fan Ping'an said: "The difference is that I don't need to kill people to get dead air. ”

"Don't need to kill people to get dead air?"

The girl in black was stunned for a moment, and then sneered as if it was a fantasy: "Is this possible, can you hide the death qi of your whole body from others from your senior sister, we descendants of the god of the underworld are destined to keep killing people for the sake of death all our lives, your senior sister and I, I really kill people when I see them, I have killed hundreds of them all the way to Yanxia City, and the one who escaped before was also killed by me." ”

"I'm not lying."

Fan Ping'an said with a smile: "Senior sister, you are sweet on the surface, but you have killed too many people, your heart has become dark and cold, you look at me again, my heart is still alive, full of light, full of warmth, with my current cultivation, if you need to kill people to get death, at least kill hundreds of people, kill so many people, my heart can't be so warm!" ”

"Also, you also said before, I use death qi to make a corpse is very extravagant, if it is not how much death qi I have, how can I be this luxury, right?"

"Huh?"

The girl in black frowned when she heard this, and then closed her eyes and sensed it carefully, the soul temperature is something that others naturally can't sense, but both of them are descendants of the god of the underworld, and they have a very peculiar sensing ability, as soon as the girl in black sensed it, her complexion immediately changed a little, because sure enough, as Fan Ping'an said, although his soul was stained with some darkness, there was still light, not as dark as himself, depraved, and cold.

But this is impossible, who can still maintain such a light after killing hundreds of people, and the girl in black has her own secret method, and she senses that Fan Ping'an's resentment is not heavy, which means that there are really not many people who die in his hands, but what about his dead energy?

"Could it be that you are staying in a mass grave, a place like a cemetery to absorb death qi and cultivate, no, this death qi is extremely pure, not like that kind of place to cultivate."

Thinking of this, the girl in black's eyes lit up, and she asked urgently, "Do you really have a way to obtain death qi without killing people?" ”