Seeing this scene, the Dao disciple who urged the flying sword was shocked, and his divine sense was greatly moved, so he wanted to withdraw the flying sword. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoHowever, the long yellow strap is unusually flexible, and it can't move when it wraps up the flying sword.

It's completely beyond imagination.

The people who can mix in the Belo Mountains are very clear about each other's strength. The monks who walk here are at least the Jindan Grandmasters. In the face of a person like Yang Tianhong, who seemed to only have the ability to build a foundation, he must have flown over with a sword, and his head would immediately fall to the ground. Now, Yang Tianhong actually released a magic weapon to block it, and even firmly tied up the Daomen disciples who did it first...... Obviously, Yang Tianhong must have some kind of magic weapon that can hide his aura. For example, Concealment Charms.

In short, it is absolutely impossible for his strength to be only in the early stage of foundation building, at least it is the same as himself, Jin Dan, or even higher.

Think about it too. What fool would run into the Valley of Flowing Flowers by himself? Unless, he was impatient to live.

If you are blind, you must be blind.

Thinking of this, the people also saw that the situation was not good, and the monks and robbers shouted one after another and released their respective treasures. It's just that their treasure five has just left their bodies, and their bodies are all tight. When I looked closely, it was a long strap of the same color that wrapped my body around it.

After wrapping up these people's bodies, the long belt tightened, and everyone let out a miserable scream, and they all fell unconscious in an instant. No matter what treasures, they have landed in the air. Without the master's divine control, everything has become ownerless. The zombie was still active, but now it was also rolled up, motionless.

Huang Shiren had already cultivated an extremely powerful special ability in the Linglong Treasure Lock. The 10,000-year-old monster has received sufficient nutrition from the desolate beast, and has long since regained its former strength. Fortunately, Yang Tianhong signed a master-servant covenant with Huang Shiren early. Otherwise, the current Huang Shiren would have swallowed Yang Tianhong alive long ago.

Yang Tianhong just put away the flying sword, and his body slowly fell from the air to the ground. And the slender belt that Huang Shiren had changed into in the air also began to concentrate on Yang Tianhong's side.

Youkai are very good at stealing. In addition, Huang Shiren's cultivation is much higher than these guys. When he spoke before, those people had been surrounded by Huang Shiren's slender body, but they were still unaware.

Yang Tianhong didn't come up and started killing. Of course, if you want to kill these guys, it's not too troublesome. Only, living captives. It's always more useful than a corpse that can't speak. Especially in a place like Belo Mountain, Yang Tianhong needs a lot of intelligence to figure out the ins and outs of Lin Yinglei's encounter with danger here that day.

The bun with a red and terrible flesh quickly replaced Huang Shiren's body, entangled a group of unlucky and arrogant guys. Even the white-haired zombie that had been refined was no exception. After a while, a cadre of people gradually woke up under the stimulation of Yang Tianhong's Taoism.

"Hey, hey, hey! They all say that there is a wrongdoer, and there is a debtor. Since you fools want to kill me, you should first have the consciousness of being killed. Do you think that's the truth?"

Several monk robbers were entangled in ginseng spirit buns, and it was very difficult for them to struggle. But when they heard Yang Tianhong's words full of murderous intent and evil cruelty, they all felt frightened. Especially when Yang Tianhong was speaking, he didn't forget to let go of his divine sense and communicate with that demon cultivator.

"I don't know who you are, and I don't want to know who you are. It's like you don't know who I am or what I want to do. ”

Yang Tianhong pulled out his sword and stabbed him under the crotch of the ugly-looking of all the captives, the guy who had shouted to warm his bed before. Regardless of the other party's screams in pain, he held the blood-dripping sword for himself. Pacing slowly on the ground, he continued, "I don't have the time to spend time with you here, I just want to know one thing." ”

As he spoke, Yang Tianhong paused, as if to give these people some time to digest and reminisce, and then continued to ask, "I want to know." A few days ago, someone chased and killed a woman, and it should be not far away. Tell me, who did it?"

"I don't know!"

Everyone showed a look of anxious recollection, but it was the blood-red demon cultivator who spoke first, even in such a situation. He didn't seem to be afraid.

Yang Tianhong frowned, and suddenly found that the roots of the bun wrapped around that guy were a little abnormal. Just as he was about to speak, the guy suddenly laughed, his figure rose to the sky, and the ginseng roots that were wrapped around him were unconsciously untied by him, and even hid from Yang Tianhong.

"Just a monster root, just trying to subdue me? Junior, there are still many magic spells that you haven't seen in this world!hahahaha!"

With a wild laugh, the demon cultivator's entire body turned blood-red, like a ray of light, just a flash, and immediately disappeared in everyone's eyes.

The smug voice hadn't disappeared yet, only a loud "bang" was heard, and the blood-colored figure had just flown away, flying back at a faster speed than when he left.

The man was still in the air, and a few ginseng roots rushed over frantically, firmly engulfing his entire body. Baozi is obviously full of resentment about the sudden escape of the prey that has just arrived. Baozi simply opened his mouth, and he didn't know where the mouth organ appeared on his body. Anyway, everyone present only saw countless tendrils deeply rooted into the body of the blood-colored figure. Then, a large mass of slimy red semi-condensed solids firmly enveloped the entire demon cultivator. In that case, it was as if the whole person had fallen into a gelatin pool in a candy factory that specializes in making jelly. Although he writhed up and down desperately, he had no chance to exert his strength, but the red liquid went down his mouth, nose, ears, mouth, eyes, and all the holes on the surface of his body, and penetrated into every corner of his body at an extremely terrifying speed and way.

"How dare you run? Dare to be presumptuous in front of me? It's just looking for death!"

This time, Yang Tianhong didn't leave him any more chance, and directly ordered the ginseng spirit monster bun to frantically start sucking blood food. In just a few breaths, the blood-colored figure turned into a blood-colored dried corpse in front of everyone's eyes, and there was no longer life.

"Since you have the courage to do it, then you must have the courage to bear the consequences of not doing it. That's how I am. Also, I don't like people who refuse to cooperate. ”

Yang Tianhong raised his foot and stepped on the dried corpse hard. The bun sucked up the flesh and blood essence of the hapless monk. All that was left was the bones that were as dry as the bark of a tree, and when they stepped on it, they immediately made a crisp sound. The faces of all the bandit monks present who were tied up suddenly changed suddenly, and they all trembled, and they were so frightened that they couldn't help themselves. Yang Tianhong looked around, with an incomparably evil and vicious sneer on his face. Slowly, word by word to the remaining people, he said, "Anyone else who wants to run, just try." ”

Run?

At this time, the ghost wants to run. With such a vivid and cruel example in front of him, who would take the initiative to do something stupid to provoke the fierce god Mao Yang Tianhong?

For a while, the remaining few people were all scrambling to shake their heads desperately, and Yang Tianhong didn't say much to them, but in his heart, the white-haired zombie was mentioned in front of Yang Tianhong by Baozi with roots.

"The method of refining corpses has existed since ancient times. It's just an iron-level standard zombie that has just been cultivated for a hundred years. Hum...... This kind of thing. In my opinion, it is simply rough and fragile. ”

Refining corpses is also a kind of demon cultivation. The specific method is to select the strong part of the large number of deceased, pile it up in a dark place with deep yin qi, and wait until the sun goes down, and use a special method to control the corpse group to bow to the moon. After a long time, zombies will naturally appear among them that can actively ingest the essence of the moon god. This is the preferred target of the Corpse Cultivator. This method of bowing down and refining corpses takes a long time. Generally speaking. It will take at least 50 years or so to achieve a small success. Of course, the reason why the method of refining corpses is regarded as the first choice by a large number of demon cultivators. The benefits are obvious. First, the zombie is the best weapon. And it can also attack actively. These zombies are invulnerable, have no pain, and have no sense of fear. No matter what the master commands, he will obey it without discount. Even if the opponent is a Da Luo Jin Immortal with boundless mana, the zombie will not hesitate to pounce on it. Secondly. Zombies become more and more powerful over time. It is said that the longer the wine is kept, the more mellow it is, and zombies are similar. It is said that in ancient times, there was a super corpse emperor who had been refining for more than 100,000 years. Once a zombie of that level appears on the battlefield, it will immediately become the most feared existence on both sides of the war. Don't say it's calling for wind and rain. Flying away, even thousands of knives and guns cut over, they are also fearless and courageous.

It's just that the zombie in front of Yang Tianhong has a refining time that is too short. Compared to the legendary Ancient Corpse Emperor, he is not even qualified to kneel down and lick his shoes. At most, this level of zombie can only play a role in containing the opponent in battle. If so, what is the effect of a strong deterrent...... If you say this kind of thing, you can only deceive yourself and make some jokes.

Yang Tianhong shook his head unceremoniously and judged, no matter how ugly the face of the demon cultivator who controlled the corpse was, he directly said to the zombie who had lost control and had not reacted at all: "Anyway, it's all a pile of rotten meat." Since you can't speak, I won't leave you behind. ”

Suddenly, a sour sound came from the zombie like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter. Everyone opened their eyes wide and looked over in unison, only to see that the zombie seemed to be corroded by something poisonous, and it began to festering out of shocking holes from the inside. The sound of "sizzle" should be the sound of zombies being corrupted. People in this world don't know about sulfuric acid. However, such a rapid corrosion rate is really terrifying, and just looking at it makes people feel numb.

In less than a stick of incense, a stiff and invulnerable hundred-year-old zombie turned into a pus, flowing on the ground, and even corroded the ground into a few small dirt pits, which stopped the terrifying, emitting bursts of white smoke.

Such a terrible scene lay in front of them, and the faces of the monks showed a terrifying paleness. Even the guys who had the most calm temperament and killed the most people couldn't help but tremble. In fact, fierceness is only aimed at opponents who are weaker than themselves. If you are ruthless and strong enough, no matter how ruthless you are, you can only kneel down and tremble in the face of your fierce and ruthless cruel methods.

"I won't ask this question a second time!"

Unknowingly, Yang Tianhong deliberately elevated his identity. He stared at the remaining few guys with a cold eagle-like gaze, and said darkly, "Whoever of you can tell the news of this seat will live." If no one knows, then things are easy to do. Today next year will be your death day. By the way, Honza loves to kill. Especially new and special killing methods, this seat knows a lot!hahahaha!"

"Don't! Don't! I know, I know some! Please, don't...... Don't kill me!"

The delicate witch screamed desperately.

Under the threat of death. The witch who was originally charming in the fang market now turned pale, and her whole body was almost shrunk into a ball, trembling.

The words of fear trembled slightly, and it inspired a girl's fear to the extreme, and people couldn't help but want to pity.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me!" the witch kept saying, "I tell you everything I know, I am willing to serve you as a slave and a maidservant, don't kill me!"

Seeing Yang Tianhong look over, the witch's eyes seemed to have a little more look of survival, the expression that she could do anything in order to survive matched with her already somewhat revealing clothes, plus a face that was only frightened but still charming. A living slave who is willing to be taken by Yang Chen.

"Half of the female demons who are not even ready for the fire dare to show ugliness in front of me?" Yang Tianhong was like a stone heart: "Say what you know, otherwise you will die!"

"I ...... In the past two months, someone in the vicinity had indeed hunted down and killed a woman, and it was done by the people from the Iron Blood Castle and the Shadow Gu Alliance. The witch didn't dare to say anything more, and said it quickly.

"Nima, how dare you lie in front of this seat?"

Yang Tianhong's eyes widened, and the whole person suddenly became extremely angry, and roared angrily at the witch: "Cheap." This kind of occasion, this kind of situation. You may not know that that the roots have taken root in your heart, and no lie has deceived your own heart. You don't know anything at all, and you dare to say that you know how to survive. This is simply a great sin that cannot be pardoned by death! Nima! Go and die!"

As soon as Yang Tianhong finished speaking, the witch suddenly let out a terrible scream, and there was no more sound after only one scream. And under the gaze of several other people. The witch's delicate body turned into a skinny corpse in an instant, and she no longer had the beauty she had before.

The buns were very enjoyable. It appeared on Yang Tianhong's arm, a white and chubby fat face with pink cheeks on both sides. It looks like he's hungry. It seems that I haven't eaten enough and wants more.

Simply killed two people in a row and added a zombie, and the remaining guys no longer had the idea of using lies to support the past, desperately remembering what had happened recently. They all want to give themselves a chance to live.

"Spare your life, for the sake of you and me, you are in the same vein, spare your life!"

The Daomen disciple who was the first to do it before couldn't see the appearance of the commanding envoy just now at this moment, and he was almost about to cry: "I, I have eyes and don't know Mount Tai, and I have offended the immortals." However, I, I've only been here for less than half a month, and I don't know anything at all!

"It's only been half a month that I've learned to rob houses, and your **** seems to have a good understanding! Hahahaha! It's a pity, I don't want useless people here in this seat, waste like you, it's just a waste of food to stay. There is no point in living for people who have no value. ”

Yang Tianhong just nodded faintly, and then showed a devilish and vicious sneer: "You're useless, go die!"

There was another scream, and the ginseng spirit bun was excited, as if the man was the most impulsive and passionate moment when he launched, and the Taoist priest was instantly sucked dry and turned into a dried corpse.

In the end, the remaining Dao cultivators, demon cultivators, and demon cultivators almost couldn't help but start trembling. Seeing Yang Tianhong's incomparably evil gaze on him, the zombie destroyed demon cultivator directly screamed in horror.

"It seems that you didn't think of anything that would keep you alive. ”

Yang Tianhong shook his head very regretfully, the terrifying scream of the demon cultivator stopped abruptly, his body quickly shrunk and curled, and after a while, he went with the dried corpse underground.

It's not that Yang Tianhong is thirsty for killing, but in this Belo Mountain, there is no point in being soft-hearted, and no one will appreciate it. There is only the law of the jungle and bullying the weak, if you let others go, others will bully you.

Now Yang Tianhong is angry in his heart, and what he wants to know most is who is chasing and killing Lin Yinglei. Of course, it is impossible for those people to take the initiative to admit that Yang Tianhong can only use this method to attract all the guys who may know along the way, and force each other to death, maybe, he can get some news.

Now, in front of Yang Tianhong, only one Dao Sect disciple and one demon cultivator are left. Yang Tianhong raised his head and looked over, the trembling lips of the Daomen disciples trembled for a long time and he couldn't say a word.

It seems that this is also a waste that knows nothing.

Yang Tianhong sighed secretly and turned his gaze to the demon cultivator. Under the tremendous pressure of Yang Tianhong, the demon cultivator seemed to suddenly collapse, and was about to scream, but suddenly as if he remembered something, he forcibly suppressed his shouting, and hurriedly said in a loud voice: "I remember! I remember! A friend of mine told me that someone chased and killed a woman last month, saying that he wanted to rob the woman's red blood essence, but then the woman escaped!" )