Chapter 131 - Once a Northern Corpse Digger

The powerful ghost figure in the air opened its mouth and let out an invisible roar towards Xu Yan!

This roar turned into a black needle, and there was no exposure. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

And at the moment of roaring, the figure of the ghost had disappeared.

Only that black needle, the speed skyrocketed instantly, and it didn't enter Xu Yan's eyebrows!

It wasn't a physical attack, it was a mental attack!

The Huangquan Dao Woman chose the spiritual attack, not only because the third black shadow was the strongest ghost she had, but also because the spiritual attack was the fastest and the most unguardable. If this attack was replaced by that sword qi or fist light, maybe it would be too late to see how Xu Yan died, and she would be suppressed by Pingzhi's Danshan and died!

It was the most powerful tattoo she had before she died, and no one could see it even in the room. Because it was once the natal pattern of a powerful tattoo master in the north [Ghost Crying God Needle]. The pattern for the spirit is impossible to prevent, and it is also a well-known existence in the north.

But once, he was targeted by the Huangquan Dao woman, and then hunted and killed, turning it into one of his own corpse patterns.

In this blow inflicted by the Huangquan Dao woman with all her strength, even if she encounters the Five Palaces Realm, which is not good at spirit, I am afraid that she will be injured.

So when she saw that the black needle had sunk into Xu Yan's eyebrows, she laughed maniacally, laughed hoarsely, and even spurted out black fragments and blood endlessly: "Good death! Good death! Hahaha! Boy, do you think this is the end?! Under the Yellow Spring Underworld, it is the beginning of your nightmare! The old woman will enter the underworld with you, and you will definitely be tortured to death, and eternal life will not fall into reincarnation! Hahahaha!"

This kind of resentment made the cultivators present feel a chill in their hearts!

What a vicious old woman!

Although Xu Yan didn't have much to do with them, when he saw such a ruthless old woman, they all showed disgust, and attacked to speed up the death of the Huangquan Dao woman!

The black needle sank into Xu Yan's eyebrows, and to his surprise, this time the reaction was extremely fast.

Before the black needle entered Xu Yan's mind and destroyed his divine sense, a powerful suction force was generated from Xu Yan's chest, like a whirlpool!

The black needle turned into a ghost-like appearance, but there was no fierce meaning at the moment, as if it had encountered some natural nemesis, and the hideous face was full of horror, and it kept screaming. But no matter how much it resisted, it seemed to have an invisible hand, pulling him into the heavenly fire on his chest, and disappeared in an instant.

Xu Yan's face outside was as usual, and he had already guessed about Tianhuo, and there was no wave on his face. The slightly immature face showed an unfathomable meaning, and looked at the Huangquan Taoist woman in the air: "Come again, you old thief!"

The wild laughter of the Huangquan Daoist woman stopped abruptly, and she looked at Xu Yan like a ghost. She immediately remembered that her connection to the Noble Phantasm had been forcibly erased by something, and she shrieked in disbelief, "How is that possible......! What is in you?"

Heiji's face showed joy, and then he turned to the Huangquan Dao woman, remembering that the disciple he had just found with great difficulty was almost gone, and his face instantly turned cold: "Suppression!"

Rumble!

The phantom of Nanshan in the air was urged to press down again, and the two Nanshan collided at this moment, colliding with each other!

The Huangquan Taoist woman roared frantically: "I'm not reconciled!!"

It's just that if she is no longer reconciled, the black qi on her body has been emptied, and with the departure of the last wisp of black qi, the vitality in her eyes dissipates like a tide, and she dies.

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The south is dominated by cities, and even large and small villages are centered on various large and small cities. Like a spider's web, the city is in the center of the web, and various villages are scattered all around.

But the North is different, and the northerners are bold and freedom-loving. They do not like to take refuge, but prefer to be self-reliant. Every village will have a tattooer or tattooer, and some will pay money to bring in a cultivator for protection.

If the south has a dynastic system, the north is a tribe!

There are countless tribes, scattered all over the north. Even if there are three major forces in the north, such as Burning Heaven Mountain, Four Seasons Heaven, and Chaoxia Palace, they are not willing to cling to it. It is precisely because of this fierce style of the north that in terms of combat power, the north has always been stronger than the south!

Because they have to fight almost every day, some tribes fight each other for resources, and some fight against wild beasts. In contrast, the south is like a small flower like a greenhouse, although it has a standardized system for cultivation, but it lacks blood.

Somewhere in the north at the moment, there is a tribe.

This tribe is called the Bloodthirsty Tribe.

The size of the tribe is not large, only about a hundred people. But some of the small tribes around him are not dared to provoke, and the reason is very simple - the bloodthirsty tribe has a tattoo of the Second Palace Realm as its protector. And the surrounding tribes only have one house tattoo.

There are many tribes in the north, but unlike in the south, there are systematic training of tattooers and tattooers. Although the combat effectiveness of the north will be stronger than that of the south, the number of tattooers and tattoo masters is much inferior. Therefore, in some small tribes, there is a person with the last Second Palace Realm Pattern, which is already quite strong.

At this moment, in a large camp among the bloodthirsty tribes, a tattooed man sits in it, served by the beauty of the tribe. In the eyes of these beauties, although this strong man is a little, he is not as cruel as they have seen, and he will not force them to serve or sleep. In the north, killing people and stealing goods, robbing resources, and robbing beautiful women happen every day.

Therefore, they are quite willing to serve this strong man.

At this moment, the Second Palace Realm Tattoo took a sip of wine, and his face showed a look of intoxication, he never thought that he could live such a leisurely life.

He came out in that damn forbidden land, he sold all kinds of treasures he had picked up, and then bought a tattoo soldier suitable for him. Among those with two palace realm patterns, it is not weak.

He was the third rat, and he was once a famous corpse digger at the end of the Red River.

Rat San's little mouse-like eyes turned: "Where is the little mouse?" The beauty next to him smiled, and the beauty in the north also had a bold beauty: "It seems to be hunting." Rat San was furious: "Hunting, did that guy do his homework today?"

Hearing the word homework, the beauties on the side showed envy on their faces. The envy is the child who is only twelve years old. In their eyes, it is a gift from heaven to be able to have a strong person teach the cultivation method from an early age. It is extremely difficult to embark on the road in the north, and it is more important to pay attention to chance.

Like in the south, if you have a silver tael, you can enter the academy to learn tattoos, even if you don't have the talent to practice, you have the knowledge of tattoos, and you will get twice the result with half the effort in various careers.

And in the north, even if it is the length of a department, it is even more difficult to want your children to worship a master as a teacher. For them, in addition to the three major forces opening sects and accepting disciples every year, they can only talk about chance, meet the masters, and accept them as disciples.

And the boy who is called the "little mouse" is one of the chances, and those who have had the second house pattern since childhood teach the method of cultivation.

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On the outskirts not far from the bloodthirsty tribe.

In the woods, light snow still hangs on its trees.

Late autumn has arrived, and the cold winter in the north is longer than in the south. In addition to summer, snow falls in spring, autumn, and winter. Among them, winter is the most. So in late autumn it was already snowing. Late at night, a full-grown stag walks through the forest on a snowy coat.

It's just that it didn't notice that not far away, there was a sharp eye staring at it quietly.