Chapter 158: The Battle Deal

Tianle's words are half-true!

It is true that he is unaware of the existence of the dead ghost baby, but with the information left by Tianwen, it is not difficult to guess how difficult the ghost baby is.

He guessed that Xue Lou and Fei San would not succeed so easily, and there would definitely be changes or stronger enemies, in short, the secret realm key would not appear easily.

The appearance of the Death Ghost Infant was the first accident in his plan, but it also made his plan more perfect - at least the attention of the following eyeliner was rapidly shifting from himself to the weakened Death Baby Spirit.

"This incident started because of you, searching for the secret realm key, entering the Infant Soul Peak, at least more than two hundred people have been lost, do you think that in the future, you can still mix in the Dragon and Tiger Town Scattered Cultivation Alliance?" Although Tianle's explanation made Feng Xian put down his needle-like attitude, the subsequent words made Popcorn slightly distracted.

"Heh......"

Tianle laughed nonchalantly:

"No one died in the excavation of a large-scale secret realm, I remember that when the Blood Heaven Continent first announced a large-scale secret realm, it attracted more than 100,000 monks to go, but there were less than eleven survivors, and I didn't see anyone looking for trouble with the person who announced the news of the secret realm."

"......" Feng Xian was stunned when he heard this.

Tianle spoke again:

"The secret realm does exist, and there is indeed a secret realm key, if everyone counts the sacrifice paid to discover the secret realm on my head, I have nothing to say."

"It is worthy of being the brother of Tianwen, the head is the Tao, I can't talk about you." Feng Xian stared at Tianle deeply and shook his head slowly:

"The life and death of others has nothing to do with me, I just want to know what you think of the appearance of the Death Infant Spirit."

"What do you mean?"

Tianle's expression was dazed.

As he spoke, the situation had changed dramatically in the distance.

The weakened Infant Spirit of Death had just been killed by Xue Lou and Fei San, and before the two of them had time to cheer and celebrate, suddenly a more vast and boundless aura of death fell from the sky.

A fully formed baby appeared beside Xue Lou in the air, appearing outside the sword array, indifferent white eyes looked cruelly at the monk who was already close to collapse while controlling the sword array, a more powerful aura, a small body, and a sharp contrast to the smashing clone.

It is worthy of being a formation mage who is accustomed to seeing big scenes, Xue Lou is not chaotic, his body is quickly flooded, and three delicate and small flying swords surround his body.

Hum!

The Death Infant Spirit snorted coldly, grabbed it with one hand, and the three flying swords were taken into his hands at the same time, and the three flying swords that were still brilliant before suddenly became dim, and their spirituality was completely lost.

Xue Lou's face turned pale.

Fei San saw that Xuelou was close at hand and was suppressed by the Death Infant Spirit, so he turned around and ran.

Who is the Dead Infant Spirit?

He opened his mouth to let out a high-pitched child's cry......

Bang!

Fei San, who flew less than 100 meters, dimmed the light outside his body, shattered the barrier, and planted it crookedly to the ground;

In the next second, a ten-meter-tall ghost claw appeared out of thin air, clenched it suddenly, and grabbed Fei San in his hand.

Burst!

The latter's body trembled, and he let out a heart-rending angry scream, which was forcibly separated from the ghost's claws, and his escape technique skyrocketed, and he forcibly rushed out of a hundred meters away in an instant.

The Death Infant Spirit smiled slightly, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth!

Wave your hand categorically.

Under the palm, Xuelou's head rolled down from the neck;

At the same time, a black vortex of countless infant faces appeared in front of him;

The Infant Spirit of Death stepped in.

The next moment, it appeared hundreds of meters away, just intercepting Fei San.

"Bastard!"

"Fei San, you bastard, bring Jindan Ghost Cultivator over......"

"Run, everyone!"

Fei San's escape path happened to pass by a large group of monks, and the momentum of Jindan Ghost Cultivator suddenly stepped out of the void, and the people around him turned pale with horror, and they cursed loudly but did not dare to slack off, and they all urged mana.

A series of terrifying sword rays scattered in all directions!

It's late......

Fei San used the escape technique of escaping, desperately burying a certain amount of heaven and earth aura in his body to forcibly break through, and the speed was faster than everyone else.

When the Death Infant Spirit entered, Fei San's speed became faster and faster, and he swept out hundreds of meters like an arrow offline.

The eyes of the Dead Infant Spirit were attracted by the other monks, and the ninth-order Pillar Cultivator who ran out of the range of his divine thoughts no longer cared about it, and his sharp and smug howl swept through a radius of hundreds of meters.

"Hell!"

"Fei San, you bastard!!"

"If you do it together, you can still have a way to live! Come all...... Yes!!! Before the shouter had gathered his people, his soul was shaken out by a circle of death ripples visible to the naked eye, and he was immediately dragged into the mouth of the ghost baby by the flying ghost baby's face.

More and more monks are being devoured by the Death Ghost Baby!

The heyday of the Death Ghost Infant has already recovered the cultivation of the Golden Pill Period, and it is naturally not something that ordinary foundation building monks can compete with and match.

Except for a few monks who had built the eighth and ninth orders of the foundation and were able to resist the escape slightly, most of the other monks fell one after another.

Tianle, Fengxian, and Popcorn were among the few people who avoided it relatively far, and their faces became more and more pale when they saw hundreds of monks die tragically at the hands of the Death Ghost Infant in a short period of time.

"It seems that the secret realm key you want can't be obtained for the time being."

"Tianle, let's go, those people won't last long." Popcorn unconsciously turned slightly, ready to leave at any moment.

Feng Xian glanced at the popcorn lightly and said:

"He's right, you can still live if you go now."

Tianle could naturally hear that Feng Xian was sarcastic......

After all, this incident was caused by himself, thousands of monks went to the Infant Soul Peak, but the secret realm key was not found, but ended up in a situation where the entire army was almost wiped out, and now go back to the Longtan Tiger's Den, the situation will only be more dangerous......

Except for those who have been instructed by the Ghost Skeleton King and a little red vision, there is no guarantee that there are no other people who hold grudges.

Especially Snow Building, Fei San!

One is an eighth-order formation mage who builds the foundation;

One is the person who has built the ninth order of the foundation and is preparing to marry Dan......

One dies and one flees. Don't say it, the date of the knot will be postponed again, and the lightest will not give a good face in the future.

Tianle frowned.

"You go first."

Tianle turned to the monk who was following him.

The latter was stunned for a moment.

"It's just a matter of saving you, it's still too late to leave, in the face of Jindan ghost cultivation, I can't protect myself, let alone you."

"Then you ......"

"I have a way to protect myself."

Tianle didn't look back.

Popcorn was like being amnestied, and he ran away with the sentence "take care of the two".

Feng Xian listened to Tianle's last sentence, and raised his eyebrows in slight surprise: "The tone is not small, in the face of the ghost cultivation of the Jindan period, there is a way to protect yourself...... You're really Tianwen's brother, yes. ”

Tianle looked at the battlefield in the distance with a calm expression, and sighed softly as if he had made some kind of decision:

"Fox Yi will give it to you, trade your twin swords and the Four Elephant Sword Formation to me."

“……”

Feng Xian's pupils shrank when he heard this.