Chapter 509: Hunt and Kill (3)
Immediately, Elder Blood Moon was stunned, and suddenly remembered that his current body was Zhou Qu, a disciple of the Xuanling Sect... Zhou Qu is only in his twenties, where is his original old appearance?
"You're Ye Qingtang!" The elite disciple, whose momentum was amazing, said again.
"It's not." Ye Qingtang shook his head.
"When death is on the verge of death, you still don't admit it?!" The elite disciple at the head sneered, and the portrait in his right palm shook open: "No matter how you disguise yourself, I can recognize it." ”
"In that case, why bother talking nonsense." Ye Qingtang sneered.
"Just a small sect disciple, you dare to challenge the majesty of my Yunxiao Sect, today, you will be hit by a thunderous disaster!" The portrait in the palm of the first disciple was shocked into powder by the power of the true element.
"Kill!" With a wave of his hand, the order of the sect only needs to bring back Ye Qingtang's head, and there is no need to live!
"Wait!" Ye Qingtang suddenly spoke.
"What last words!" The leading disciple sneered, in his eyes, Ye Qingtang was already a mortal person, and he was not afraid that she would be able to escape.
"Before I die, I want to give you some gifts." A cold smile appeared in Ye Qingtang's eyes.
As he spoke, the talisman hidden in his palm began to burn.
"Roar"!
As the talisman seal burned out, from the void, there was a terrifying roar.
In the next second, more than a dozen huge bats with pitch-black bodies waved their wings.
"Fu Zhong Formation...... Psychic spells?! ”
As the first disciple, the cold light in his eyes flickered.
More than a dozen bats, all formed by the formation of supernatural powers, are huge, with human face bat bodies, and they look like they are infiltrating.
At most, a few breathing skills, fifteen disciples of the Cloud Heaven Sect, have already slashed the huge bat formed by the psychic spell.
However, Ye Qingtang and Elder Blood Moon had disappeared.
"Senior brother, they ran away." A certain Yunxiao Sect disciple reminded.
"Well, I'm going to see if they can escape my palm!" Elite disciples at the head, clenched with their right palms.
At this moment, Ye Qingtang and Elder Blood Moon had already rushed out of the lonely forest, and in front of them was an endless barren land.
This barren land does not seem to have any life.
It's a place, an ominous place.
Inside, it makes people feel frightened and uneasy.
The breath of death has long been integrated with the air, as if there are countless cold air, and there is nothing in the air.
Every breath is tormenting for people.
The desert beneath your feet, as if alive, quietly devours the hope of those who come uninvited.
"Be careful, this barren land, under the Blood Moon Forbidden Curse, even the inconspicuous sand and dust can devour the vitality of living beings, if you are uncomfortable, speak up earlier." Elder Blood Moon looked at Ye Qingtang and said.
"Don't talk nonsense, let's go." Ye Qingtang did not reply.
Staring at Ye Qingtang's rapidly passing back, the Blood Moon Elder was slightly stunned, his face full of doubts, this Ye Qingtang didn't seem to be disturbed by the Blood Moon Forbidden Spell.
"Whoosh"!
At the same time, more than a dozen disciples of the Cloud Sky Sect also followed Ye Qingtang and Elder Blood Moon to this barren land.
The elite disciple led by "Strange ......" frowned slightly: "How did I not know that there is such a barren realm here...... I've never heard of it. ”
Not far away, Elder Blood Moon couldn't help but smile when he saw the figures of these Cloud Sky Sect disciples.
The Blood Moon Branch Hall had already set up a hidden magic array in that lonely forest, and without the Blood Moon Sect to lead the way, it would be impossible to find this barren place.