Chapter 61: The Yin Soul Fits

Tian Nongxiang looked around, there was nothing, leaned against the wall, staring at the Qiankun plate in his hand, "How do you know that there is danger here?"

"How do I know? I just escaped from here, and you brought it in, and I really fell into blood mold. Qiankunpan replied angrily.

Tian Nongxiang's heart moved, "I haven't had time to ask you, I've been half-dead these days, why did I suddenly become alive today?"

"Let's think about how to get out first, here to talk about this kind of bird egg problem, do you want to die?" Qiankun pan dribbled in his hand, obviously anxious.

"You guy......" Tian Nongxiang hadn't finished scolding, when suddenly a wisp of green smoke slowly rose not far away. Then there was a buzz, and several filaments of Transfiguration City continued to pour towards the entrance of the cave. He was startled and hurriedly took a few steps back, but the entrance to the cave was blocked by a headless corpse and a tall and thin man, and there was no way out.

"What is it?" he asked subconsciously.

Qiankun Pan muttered, "It's troublesome to be entangled, I have experience." ”

As he spoke, the few wisps of tobacco had already arrived in front of him, and Tian Nongxiang hurriedly stepped to dodge. And the tobacco that was originally slowly fluttering as if it were alive, quickly pursued.

Tian Nongxiang didn't dare to be careless, kicked the cave wall, turned over and jumped, and jumped over. The tobacco instantly became a net and came from the head.

Tian Nongxiang hurriedly took advantage of the momentum of the leap just now, rolled on the spot, picked up a stone on the ground, and threw it into the net. With a bang, the smoke net instantly shrank, and the stone shattered in the air and turned into powder. Startled, Tian Nongxiang smacked his tongue repeatedly, and hurriedly ran a few steps towards the entrance of the cave.

"What the hell is it? It's so powerful!" Tian Nongxiang exclaimed.

"Master, can you handle it? If not, let's go out and fight that headless monster. The Qiankun disk swirled in his hand.

The smoke net enlarged again, and slowly drifted towards the farmer. "You're so scared of a stone. Tian Nongxiang drank while dodging.

"Stones? Didn't you see that one just now was broken? I really fell into eight lifetimes of blood mold to know you, and none of them were good. Qiankun chattered and complained.

Tian Nongxiang retreated and threatened, "If you are crooked, I will throw you over......"

"You dare!" Qiankun swooped out of his palm and rolled onto his shoulder, lest he really throw himself over to block the gun.

At this time, the smoke net enlarged and slowly drifted towards them. Tian Nongxiang glared, and asked as he stepped back, "How did you deal with this thing when you came in just now?"

"How can this thing deal with me? If I hadn't run fast, I would have been scrapped. Qiankun Pan hid behind his back and said.

Tian Nongxiang's mind spun rapidly, thinking about how to deal with the strange smoke net in front of him. Suddenly, the smoke net slammed and shrouded him again.

Tian Nongxiang hurriedly retreated, and suddenly dared to push a huge force behind him. Tian Nongxiang secretly screamed badly, and before he could turn back, he hurriedly kicked the ground with both feet, and his body slid down the smoke net against the ground. I only heard a bang overhead, and the smoke net left the first deep pit where I was just now.

At this moment, Tian Nongxiang saw clearly, I don't know when, there was a phantus standing where he was standing just now, as if it was condensed by smoke, drifting and blurred, and a pair of copper-bell-sized eyes on his head, or holes, were staring in his direction.

The smoke net converged towards the phantom, gradually condensing in it, making the human smoke thicker and thicker.

Tian Nongxiang's heart thumped, the blow behind him just now was obviously done by the phantom, not the headless corpse and the tall and thin man outside the cave. This virtual shadow is so powerful, and I haven't figured out what people are for a long time.

The phantom gradually walked towards him, moving slowly, almost moving. Tian Nongxiang was anxious, and he really couldn't think of how to deal with it for a while.

At this time, Tian Nongxiang faced the entrance of the cave, and if he wanted to escape, he could only retreat into the cave. Although he didn't want to, he couldn't, because the phantom was huge, blocking the road ahead.

The phantom raised its hand and slowly grabbed at him through the air. Tian Nong's heart went down and took a few steps back into the cave.

"Oops, oops, you want to die!" Qiankun screamed on his back.

"Shut up!" Tian Nongxiang scolded as he retreated.

Suddenly, I felt as if something was being brushed on my back. He hurriedly turned his head to look, only to see a man standing behind him with a cloak of hair. And Qiankun Pan was already hiding on the other side of his back, screaming wildly.

Tian Nong Xiang slammed his fist at the man's waist, but the fist crossed the man's body, and there was nothing in his path. Tian Nongxiang was shocked and hurriedly jumped away.

However, as soon as his feet hit the ground, the man was still standing behind him. Buzzed, the scalp suddenly tingled, and the hair stood upside down. Hell! he almost screamed.

At this time, the smoke in front of him condensed into a phantom and gradually approached, and the farmer didn't care too much, so he picked up a stone and threw it at him. The stone flew into the air, and was dragged by the phantom's outstretched palm, pinched in the air, and shattered with a bang. At this moment, the person on the side of the intuition brushed him again.

Tian Nongxiang hurriedly dodged, but no matter how he jumped, the man kept standing beside him, unable to touch it, and couldn't disperse, which was maddening.

Suddenly heard the strange sound under his feet, and hurriedly looked down, only to see a hand poking out from underneath and grabbing his ankle. Tian Nongxiang was startled and hurriedly jumped away, but as soon as he left the ground, his hand rushed forward.

At this moment, Qiankun Pan who was hiding on his back swooped over and slammed into the back of his hand. Under the impact of the Qiankun disk, the palm of the hand instantly dispersed, turning into a wisp of smoke, and gathered against the ground towards the smoke phantom not far away.

Tian Nongxiang thought secretly: If you don't know that you don't die in vain at the hands of these things, it is too wronged. Then he shouted, "What are you?"

"Come, boy, forge your immortal body. The figure next to him suddenly spoke.

Tian Nongxiang didn't expect him to be able to speak, and he was shocked into a cold sweat, "What kind of creature are you?

"My soul is strong but my body is weak, and you are strong and your soul is weak. If you and I are together, haha......" The figure laughed insolently.

"Hmph, you're not afraid of being scattered!" Tian Nong Xiang shouted angrily.

"By you?" haha...... the man laughed louder and louder, "a doll who had just built a foundation actually spat out wild words. ”

Tian Nongxiang took a few steps back, his fists clenched. He really didn't know what to do with the two guys in front of him, one was gathering smoke and the other was ghostly, so he didn't know where to start.

"What kind of creatures are you?" Tian Nongxiang asked again.

"It's been a long time since anyone asked me this question, hey......" the humanoid smoke in front of him sighed.

Tian Nongxiang was shocked again, and that guy could also speak. It turned out to be two different beings, which is too subversive.

The phantom beside him suddenly flickered, turned into a ray of white light, and rushed into the arms of Tian Nongxiang.

Tian Nongxiang suddenly felt a cold power soaking his mind. At this moment, the "Saint" character on his body suddenly bounced up, and the airflow in his body quickly converged, colliding with the cold power. Intuitively, the body rattled and was in pain.

Tian Nong Xiang didn't have time to think about it, and hurriedly sat cross-legged, restrained his mind, rested and concentrated, and ran the ancient Xuanjing on the wordless tablet. The dantian Faji rises and falls, and the air flow in the body continues to converge, if the dragon turns over the sea, leaps into the sky, and only pounces on the cold power that comes from the outside.

The Qiankun disk, which was originally hiding on his back, was also shaken open by the power gushing out of his body, fell to the side, and spun around a few times.

The figure not far away looked at this scene with his neck stretched out and looked at this scene suspiciously, and for some reason, he mocked: "Soul cultivation for a hundred years, is it so difficult to take away this baby?"

Qiankun was clear, and the humanoid smoke was told to the phantom who had just pounced on Tian Nongxiang. It exclaimed, swished, and threw itself into the farmer's arms, hoping to knock the phantom away. But as soon as it touched the farmer's body, it was bounced away by a strange force. Qiankun Pan anxiously circled in place, but there was nothing he could do.