Chapter 270: Follow Yu Qingyang to hunt ghosts

'Shhhh

The cultivator surnamed Qian gasped, his eyes were full of surprise, and said, "There are so many elves who have comprehended more than three beast techniques?"

The cultivator surnamed Wang nodded and said, "Of course, this is just the group of people in the elf tavern, and there are also those who don't often go to the elf tavern and don't want to expose their elves to have several beast skills, there are too many." ”

Speaking of this, the cultivator surnamed Wang said again: "And in the past month, there have been many big people on the periphery of Jiuju Mountain who are upgrading their elves, I happened to pass by that day and saw that the Seven Elders and Nine Elders of the Sword Gate were also upgrading with their elves. ”

The cultivator surnamed Qian was puzzled: "I remember that some time ago, didn't the head of the Sword Sect take the elders back to the imperial capital to attend the state banquet?"

The cultivator surnamed Wang shook his head and said, "I didn't go back all of them, leaving behind the Seven Elders and the Nine Elders, in my opinion, the Sword Sect should also be interested in the books rewarded by the competition, and want to take one back to study." ”

The cultivator surnamed Qian nodded, thinking deeply, after all, the books in the magical bookstore have brought too much magic to everyone, so it will naturally attract everyone's curiosity, and now the magical bookstore will use the books in the bookstore as a reward for the competition, which undoubtedly stimulates everyone's attention and enthusiasm for the competition.

"Why hasn't it been so long, and the food hasn't been served?" The cultivator surnamed Wang couldn't help but shout when he found that the beef and wine they had been talking about for so long had not moved at all.

"Wait a minute, the little one will go to the back kitchen to have a look. When the shopkeeper heard this, he quickly smiled, and then walked to the back kitchen.

At this time, a figure came out of the back kitchen, and the shopkeeper walked out with a plate.

"What are you doing, such ink, don't you serve it to the guests soon!" the shopkeeper stared at the shopkeeper and scolded angrily.

The shopkeeper bowed his head slightly, said nothing, and walked towards the two.

"Guest officer, please use the mangg beef and spiritual wine you want. The shopkeeper took out the mangmei beef and Lingxi wine on the plate and laid them out, and said.

"Alright, you go down. "The cultivator surnamed Wang has a very good temper, and when he saw that the things were served, he didn't embarrass the shopkeeper anymore.

The shopkeeper nodded slightly, but he didn't get too far away, took three steps back, and just hid in the dark corner of the chair, looking at the two quietly.

"Hey, this mangbeef tastes a little different today!" said the cultivator surnamed Qian, who took a piece of mangley beef and put it in his mouth to chew.

"Oh?" When the cultivator surnamed Wang heard this, he asked as he searched for it, "What's the difference?"

"Wait!" The cultivator surnamed Qian suddenly stretched out his hand to stop the cultivator surnamed Wang from sandwiching the mang beef, and he spit out the mang beef in his mouth.

A lump of bloody flesh wriggled on the table, and there were a lot of unidentified reptiles burrowing around.

"Vomit ......"

The cultivator surnamed Qian was sick to his stomach on the spot, and spit out a mouthful of sour water, and his whole face was distorted instantly.

"What's going on!" the cultivator surnamed Wang stood up in surprise, looking at all this, a little dazed.

Their movements attracted the attention of the other guests in the tavern, who turned their gaze to this side.

"Ahh

Suddenly, the cultivator surnamed Qian let out a miserable scream, and then everyone saw that his whole eyes were wide, and his eyes began to be bloodshot, as if they were full of fear.

"Puff~"

With a sound, the cultivator surnamed Qian was directly disemboweled, and a hot heart fell out.

"Shhh

Seeing this scene, the guests in the tavern got up one after another, their brows furrowed, their faces shocked, and the spiritual power on their bodies began to swim around.

"Be careful, everyone, it must have been the work of the foreign object. A cultivator in the tavern who had cultivated to reach the realm of Lingzun saw this scene and said in a deep voice.

In the past few days, this kind of bizarre death has happened every day, and almost every death is that the deceased's heart has been hollowed out, exactly the same as this cultivator surnamed Qian.

'Da~'

'Da~'

Suddenly, the shopkeeper, who had been standing in a dark corner, slowly walked towards the cultivator surnamed Qian, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

"What are you doing, come back quickly, Abin!" shouted the shopkeeper with a frightened face.

But Abin ignored it, and slowly came to the side of the cultivator surnamed Qian and squatted down, at this time the cultivator surnamed Qian was no longer alive, lying on the ground limply, beside him, a heart that was still beating was lying there quietly.

Pick up the heart and swallow it raw.

"Damn!" "By now, if everyone can't see it, they will be fools, and suddenly everyone instantly urges their spiritual power to hit Abin.

"Bang!"

A huge explosion resounded all around, and the powerful spiritual power directly lifted the roof of the tavern, and the defensive formation laid down could not withstand the power of everyone, and the entire tavern was destroyed by the spiritual power.

When the dust cleared, everyone looked in the direction of Abin and found that only a twisted human skin was left on the ground!

"Hiss~"

At this moment, the faces of the guests around showed a look of fear, born in the fantasy world, they have killed too many people in their hands, it stands to reason that they should be regarded as cold-blooded and ruthless, and the dead will not have any psychological fluctuations for them.

But no one has ever dared to think of peeling off people's human skins like this.

It's terrifying!

The scene fell into silence in an instant.

Long.

"Is the foreign object dead?" asked one of the cultivators.

"Supposed to be dead, right?" replied another, seemingly certain and uncertain.

"Whew~"

Suddenly, a dark wind blew.

The face of the previous Lingzun big man changed, the spirit sword in his hand appeared out of thin air, the spiritual power was infused, and the sword soared three feet, and he stabbed it on the right side.

"Boom~"

The powerful spiritual power directly pierced through the dilapidated house, and the ground was opened with a ditch.

"Everyone be careful, it's still there!" the Lingzun big man said in a deep voice while holding the spirit sword in his hand.

When everyone heard this, they were shocked, and they took out their spiritual weapons one after another, and their spiritual power swam up and down their bodies, their expressions were tense, and they looked around.

There was a lot of movement here, but no one came here to check on it, and even some cultivators who passed by saw this scene and stepped back, obviously realizing what was going on here.

The faces of the cultivators in the tavern were heavy, and they didn't dare to leave, for fear of being remembered by the foreign object, so they could only freeze in place.

"Hurry up, here it is. Suddenly, there was a hurried sound in the silent night, and when they looked up, they saw a man and a woman dressed strangely running towards them.

The two men each held a long wooden sword in their hands, the man held a mirror in the other, and the woman held a circular compass in the other.

The clothes he wore were also very weird, and his body was all covered with white paper, which was covered with incomprehensible things.

"Why do you seem to be the shopkeeper and the Sage-sama?"