Not far from the hillside.

Murong Feng, who was shielding his body with the help of a big stone, lay there motionless. He quietly watched the movements of the two people not far away, and felt a unique aura fluctuation on the two of them.

It is vaguely similar to the dagger.

It seems that they are the mysterious corpses and soul gathering forces...... Through the previous conversation, Murong Feng had an almost certain guess in his heart.

However, it is not yet possible to draw a final conclusion, and further verification is needed.

Unable to detect the true strength of the two, they did not dare to act rashly.

Poof!

The scythe in the hand of the ugly middle-aged man burst into a scarlet color that rose into the sky, flashing like a camera flash.

Hand up and knife down.

Burst!

Ba Zhongqiu glared angrily, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and his hands went up to cover his bleeding throat.

Click.

The sound of bones breaking came out.

Immediately afterward, his head tilted and rolled to the ground.

Suddenly, blood gushed out from his neck like a fountain, and blood sprayed everywhere.

"Why can't you sense his realm?"

A touch of shock crossed Murong Feng's eyes.

At the moment of his move, Murong Feng still couldn't sense the true realm of the ugly middle-aged man.

There are only two explanations that make sense.

First, the ugly middle-aged man is too strong, and the realm is too much beyond him.

Second, the other party has a treasure that can fluctuate spiritual power along the coast.

No matter which one it is, it shows that these two people are only high and not low in the corresponding forces, and they are by no means idle.

Murong Feng felt that he had come to the right place this time, and he had gained a lot.

That's when it happened.

There was a helpless complaining voice from the gray-robed man in his ears.

"You're really, you said don't kill it at once, it's better for you to cut it in two with a knife, what's the use of that?"

"Hehe, I didn't stop on a whim, there won't be a next time." The ugly middle-aged man smiled, revealing his ink-black teeth, which made people look extremely disgusting.

"That's it, that's it, pay attention next time."

The gray-robed man shook his head, and when he turned his gaze to the corpse on the ground, his face showed an extremely painful expression, "Tsk...... You're full of blood, huh...... Don't waste that. ”

After thinking for a few seconds, he made a decisive choice, and immediately trotted to Ba Zhongqiu's body, sat down cross-legged, and took out an incense burner-like thing from his arms, which was blood-red and exuded a cold air on it.

Place the censer on the ground.

He drew a symbol in the void with his left hand, slapped the symbol into the censer with one palm, and after a few breaths, he reached out to open the censer.

As soon as the lid of the incense burner was lifted, a wisp of green smoke rose from inside.

The two hurriedly bowed three times to Qingyan.

As if rehearsed in advance, Qingyan burrowed straight into the headless corpse.

In an instant, the corpse began to shake violently, as if it had been electrocuted.

What's going on? Soul Collection?

It's not like that!

A trace of doubt rose in Murong Feng's heart.

That's when it happened.

The headless corpse actually stood up directly.

The pale hands began to make some strange movements, and the lack of a head made the picture look extremely weird.

It makes people's hairs stand on end, and it is extremely uncomfortable.

This lasted for about a quarter of an hour before the green smoke came out of the corpse, but the moment it came out, Murong Feng felt that the green smoke seemed to be a little different.

What is the difference, for a while, he can't say.

Suddenly.

There was a whirl, and the sound of the ball deflating sounded.

Murong Feng looked at it fixedly, and his eyes suddenly widened, as if he had seen something that shocked the world.

High energy ahead!

The headless corpse was like a deflated ball, quickly drying up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the end, it turned directly into a piece of skin.

Bone...... What about bones?

Even the bones were gone.

Murong Feng's pupils shrank, and a turbulent wave set off in his heart.

It's just a cloud of green smoke, which directly corrodes all the flesh and bones of people, leaving a pair of skins.

What is this smoke?

In a trance, the green smoke returned to the incense burner.

The gray-robed man covered the lid of the incense burner, stacked the human skin neatly, and put it in the storage ring.

He patted the incense burner and turned his head to look at the ugly middle-aged man, with a permeating smile of satisfaction on his face.

At the same time, his eyes rolled in one direction.

Seems to imply something.

Seeing this, the ugly middle-aged man whispered, "Understood." ”

Got it?

Understand what?

On the hillside, Murong Feng didn't know why, but he was highly alert.

That's when it happened.

The two men suddenly disappeared out of thin air, without a trace.

"Where?"

Murong Feng's eyes searched everywhere.

"Hehe, are you looking for us?"

A sudden, familiar voice sounded in his ears.

He immediately turned around.

The two men were looking at him with a smirk.

was able to conceal the Ten Thousand Realms Radar induction in my body and appear directly behind me, it is really a master, and the person who came is not good...... Murong Feng was highly vigilant.

"There is a way in heaven that you don't go, and hell has no door to stick your head out!"

The gray-robed man glanced at Murong Feng and said in a weird way.

"Who are you?" Murong Feng said calmly.

"Haven't even heard of us?"

The gray-robed man was stunned for a moment, then grinned and said, "The land of projectiles, I haven't heard of normal. However, you are already a dying person, so you don't need to know so many things, go to hell with your curiosity. ”

In his eyes, Murong Feng was already a dead man.

The reason why he talks so much about the dead man he thinks.

I'm in a good mood!

Murong Feng remained cautious, observing the two of them's every move.

The ugly middle-aged man on the side showed his black teeth and echoed: "That's right, even if you know, it's not like you want to become the nourishment of the young adult." ”

Qing-sama?

Is that the green smoke you talking about?

Murong Feng's face was as usual, but there were a few more cards in his hand, and he was fully prepared for battle, so he continued to ask, "Are you from the Divine Fire Sect?" ”

"Divine Fire Cult?"

The gray-robed man was stunned for a moment, as if he was recalling, and after a while, he said with extreme disdain: "What kind of garbage sect, I haven't heard of it." ”

In his mind, he had never heard of this sect at all.

For him, a sect that he has never heard of, that is, no fame, and no fame is naturally garbage.

The gray-robed man didn't say much.

Murong Feng got a lot of information.

In just one sentence, Murong Feng could almost conclude that these two people were not from Wuling Island, let alone from Tianling Island.

Most likely from other islands, or from the wider continent.

"Big brother, get rid of him quickly, we still have to find the blood sword." The ugly middle-aged man urged.

Blood Sword? Is that the dagger?

Definitely.

They all have the same aura on them.

Murong Feng silently crushed a skill card, then stared at the gray-robed man, and said, "It seems that you came here with the Divine Fire Sect." ”

Long-winded!

What a rambose!

The ugly middle-aged man's forehead was bruised, and the groove in his heart was like a galloping horse.

Hearing Murong Feng ask another question, the gray-robed man also showed an extremely impatient expression on his face, and said, "Don't talk nonsense, do you do it yourself or do we do ......it?"

Swish! Swish!

The voice did not fall.

Murong Feng's body moved, showed his Immortal Divine Sword, and attacked first. The sword light flickered, and the sword shadow in the sky was overwhelmingly shrouded towards the gray-robed man.

"Grass!"

The gray-robed man scolded angrily, and his feet hurriedly retreated.

At the same time, a palm is slapped out.

The majestic tsunami-like qi gushed out, rolling up the dust on the ground, surging towards Murong Feng like a sandstorm.

Seeing this, Murong Feng's body moved, turned around, and the tip of the sword stabbed at the throat of the ugly middle-aged man.

It's so fast that it doesn't give people reaction time at all.

"I'll go!"

The ugly middle-aged man scolded secretly, stepped on his feet hard, and jumped up, as fast as lightning.

Poof.

Even so, the Immortal Sword still stuck to his skin, cutting through his clothes.

"Grass!"

After the ugly middle-aged man landed, he scolded angrily, and the expression on his face suddenly became hideous: "Bastard, I will smash the bones of your whole body, cramp and peel the skin, and refine the soul and devour!" ”