Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Flag Bearer

Ye Cheng galloped all the way, and the mountains and forests on both sides swept quickly, and soon turned into a barren valley.

There are traces of the river on the ground, but there is no stream flowing through it, and large and small coarse sand and gravel are all over the valley.

"Come out"

The hoarse and gloomy voice resounded in the valley, like a night owl, Ye Cheng turned over and dismounted, and he didn't know when he had a long knife hanging on his waist.

A black figure rushed into the valley, and the man jumped in the air, and fell steadily from the galloping horse, more than ten meters away from Ye Cheng, but the man was covered in a black robe, and Ye Cheng couldn't see anything.

Ye Cheng's muscles were tense, his whole body was surging, his body clicked for a while, and the sleeve robe in his hand swayed without wind, and then there was a shocking blow.

For the guy who is eyeing him, Ye Cheng has no intention of showing mercy to his subordinates.

"Subordinates see the Flag Bearer"

The man in black knelt directly on his knees, his head pressed to the ground.

Ye Cheng had already made a full move, but he was also stunned when he heard this

"Flag bearer, what is this?"

Although he had doubts in his heart, Ye Chen didn't say anything, just stared coldly at the black-clothed man on the ground, the robe on his body was even more agitated, but his heart was in a hurry.

"This person obviously recognized me as the flag bearer, is it some organization, but why did he think it was me?"

After a long time, Ye Chengcai slowly spoke, and his voice was still hoarse and gloomy

"You're the one in that section"

Ambiguous question

"Subordinate black part C word thirty-six, this is the token of the subordinate"

As soon as he saw this token, Ye Cheng's face changed greatly, and the style of this token was exactly the same as the token found on the black-clothed man in the broken temple.

"Divine and ghost forces!"

Ye Cheng's heart tightened, his eyes rolled, and he asked again

"What's the situation, has the Blood Dragon Ball been found?"

Since this is the case, it will be wrong, these gods and ghosts appear here, and nine times out of ten they are related to the Blood Dragon Ball.

The black-robed man was stunned for a moment, and returned to his mouth

"All parts of the city have been arranged, and the group of people from Xuanlingmen have all been led out of the city, as for the Blood Dragon Ball, it's not our ......"

"No, you're not the flag bearer, who are you" The man in black raised his head suddenly, and his voice suddenly became cold.

Bursts of black mist rose from the man in black, and the temperature in the barren valley plummeted.

Ye Cheng knew in his heart when he heard the last sentence, the man in black who was crawling on the ground disappeared in a flash, and when he reappeared, he had already pounced in front of Ye Cheng.

But Ye Cheng was faster, he was already guarding against the man in black, and at this time, he directly slashed out, and bursts of thunder sounded in the valley

"Ben Lei"

The black man almost hit the edge of the knife, and he only had time to barely resist with his claws in the depths, and he was instantly slashed out.

"It's a ghost"

Ye Cheng's expression remained unchanged, and a few black nails fell from the ground, which were the nails that were crushed by Ye Cheng.

The man in black roared and was about to pounce again, but a fiery red sword light slashed directly at the head of the man in black.

"Whew"

The man in black didn't care about the sword light on his head, his hands turned into black mist, broke away from the body of the man in black out of thin air, and grabbed Ye Cheng's chest, which was to kill him with one blow

"The power of the Yin Soul is really powerful"

Before the black fog claw arrived, bursts of cold seeped into Ye Cheng's body, and even the Xuanyang Gong that was running to the extreme was a little stagnant.

The sword light reversed, slashing directly into the black mist

"Roar Roar"

The long knife seemed to be slashed into the mire, but the originally swift knife light was stagnant, like water into oil, the fiery red knife and the black mist were entangled, and there were bursts of sizzling sounds, and white smoke continued to rise.

The ghost seemed to be in great pain, and its hood was gone, revealing a withered face with only human skin, which was nothing but a skeleton.

Suddenly the black mist dissipated, and the demons fled.

But Ye Cheng's speed was faster, and in the sound of wind and thunder, he slashed again, and the fiery red sword light flashed a demonic red glow in the valley.

"Click"

The ghost thing changed into two parts in response, and a palm-sized black mist also gathered from the two corpses.

The black light flickered, but before he could escape, another flaming palm gripped the black mist.

"Sure enough, ghosts can only be destroyed by using internal qi to consume them."

The mountain wind that passed through the valley blew off the boy's hood, and the mask had long been torn off in battle. A cold and resolute face was revealed, the young man was covered in flames, his eyes flashed a strange red, and the red and black air masses in his hands were constantly entangled.

Ye Cheng sneered, and the flames in his hand slammed into his palm, completely submerging the black air mass

"Come on, run again"

"Whoa"

The black qi was constantly changing, big and small, and the painful and distorted human faces came out, and they were destroyed by the Xuanyang internal qi.

As the last wisp of black qi was wiped out, Ye Cheng finally stopped the operation of his internal qi, and the internal qi that had just entered the condensation realm was also consumed, and he gasped heavily.

"It's so embarrassing every time, my ascension speed is fast enough, ordinary people can only wait to die if they meet the truth"

Invulnerable, cut off the body and condense the body of the Yin Soul, it is simply an immortal body.

"It's ......"

Ye Cheng looked at a small rub of pale red powder in his palm, this powder was something left after the ghost thing was destroyed, and this thing he had just seen, it was the red powder of 10,000 taels and one bottles at the auction

"The powder left over after the ghost thing burns, this thing has to be checked carefully when you go back, it's expensive."

Ye Cheng looked at the corner of his clothes and carefully wrapped the red powder.

"Next is this guy"

The corpse on the ground was cut in two, and like last time, black blood flowed all over the ground, but there were no internal organs.

After fumbling around with the man in black, he finally took out three items.

A black round jade plate, a few pieces of gold paper with cold air, and a small dark black jade bottle.

Except for those few pages of gold paper, the other two things just exuded a chilling chill when they were held.

Ye Cheng put away his belongings, carried the two halves of the body to the mountains and forests outside the valley, and buried them directly.

Looking around, Ye Cheng swung a few knives at will, disrupting the scene, and then hurriedly got on his horse and galloped in the other direction, staying in place is undoubtedly the most dangerous, and leaving immediately can erase his traces.

The wind whistling in my ears.

"That token is obviously from the same place as the one you got from the broken temple, it seems that the problem is still this thing"

Ye Cheng's face was gloomy, and he took out a small flag of black cloth and silver silk from his arms, this thing has been kept close to him since he got it back, he thought that more than half a month had passed, and it was fine, but he didn't expect that something went wrong.

Riding his horse to another mountain forest, Ye Cheng buried the two iron cards and the black flag, changed the direction, and ran for dozens of miles, and then returned to the official road.

The clothes on his body had already been disposed of, and the carriages on the official road came and went, and it was calm.

At this time, it is not old after Qingming, the surrounding mountains are green and beautiful, and from time to time there are beautiful girls who lift the curtain and secretly look at the scenery outside the window.

Ye Cheng galloped past, causing bursts of exclamations, but he didn't pause for half a minute.

"That ghost thing said that the city has been arranged, what is arranged?"

He was very worried in his heart, the ghost thing called himself Part C 36, then there was no Part C 72, and there was no Part A and Part B.

Layers of mysteries surfaced in his mind, but he couldn't solve them, he got too little information, he couldn't judge what the other party was doing, and this kind of depression of black clouds overwhelming the city made him extremely annoying.

"Why do you always push me"

In the irritability, Ye Cheng's eyes were red, Beining City was there, the Ye family was there, the Ye family was there, he could improve his strength very quickly, and Ling'er was also in the city.

His ascension was fast enough, and in just over a month, he had gone from an ordinary person to an inner master in the Condensation Realm, which was simply a fantasy for ordinary martial artists.

But the ghosts he encountered were getting stronger and stronger, and almost every time he won narrowly, as if he was walking a tightrope.

"But this kind of life is interesting, no matter what kind of demons and monsters you have, if you dare to provoke me, you will be cut with a knife."

Since cultivating Xuanyang Gong, as if his instinct has been aroused, the desire to fight has become stronger and stronger, and he has tried his best to suppress the human aspect, but he has nothing soft heart towards ghosts.

Shaking his head, Ye Cheng left this little bit of his mind behind

"I will improve the exercises immediately when I go back, but fortunately, this time it is not without gain"

A black jade plate in Ye Cheng's arms showed a corner, exuding a faint glow, and a cold breath continued to pour into Ye Cheng's body like a stream, making Ye Cheng can't help but want to let out a long howl.