There are several special bloodlines in the Eastern Fantasy Continent, which have been passed down from generation to generation and have become extremely special existences in the Eastern Fantasy Continent. The people of the Spirit Race are born to communicate with spirit beasts, and the blood of the people of the Le Sheng Clan can detoxify all kinds www.biquge.info of poisons, so these two alien races are the most popular in the Eastern Fantasy Continent, and the relationship between the two races is also the best.

But these two clans were persecuted by the Killer Building a long time ago, and so far I don't know how many remnants are still alive, and when it comes to the organization of the Killer Building, there is no sect that does not resent it, but it is impossible to find the base camp of the people, and no matter how high the combat effectiveness is, no matter how firm the ambition is.

The three of them hurried back to East Street, all the way they saw was an extremely cruel scene, Zhu Qianhan warned them that they needed to hide their life source power before they could contact these people, otherwise these mutated 'corpse devourers' would wake up immediately due to contact with the powerful life source power, and at that time, the mutated 'corpse devourers' would really have no way to save them.

The two Xuanhua Sword Sect and the others questioned: "The so-called 'corpse devouring' is the person who has lost the source power of life, since they have become a 'corpse devourer', what way can they be saved, the holy blood does not have this function." ”

"Since the two friends have been to West Street, they must have also discovered some kind of unknown black gas, which has the function of sustaining life, so it can temporarily prolong life. ”

"Sounds like another source of life. ”

It can be said that this gas is exclusive, and once inhaled, it will conflict with its own source of life, and the body will undergo different degrees of changes. These people are injured by the 'devouring corpse' while losing the source of life, so with this gas, they will fall into a state of suspended animation, but the body that has lost the source of life is very fragile and easy to be destroyed by this gas, once it is infected with the source of life, the speed of destruction will be faster, according to this rate, three days is their deadline. ”

"And how do you save them?"

"This is the biggest trouble," Zhu Qianhan sighed, "but it's not without an opportunity, just swap their lost life source power with the unknown gas in their bodies at the same time." ”

"But Brother Qianhan, you are still saying that this gas cannot be in contact with the source of life, otherwise it will immediately mutate. ”

"There is someone who can solve this problem, and now we must first find the mastermind who drew the source of their life. "There are still a lot of 'corpse devourers' on East Street, and the people of the Yuwen family have not appeared, which makes Zhu Qianhan very surprised.

Back in Gengyou Tower, Withering Lanyue saw Mr. Woyun and said, "Let Mr. Woyun worry." ”

Mr. Woyun shook his head and didn't say anything, he asked Zhu Qianhan what to do with Yun'er's father.

Looking at the lifeless strong man, Xizang Feng asked suspiciously: "I have put a talisman on him, why did he become like this?"

"His body is already in a weakened state, it must have been invaded by black gas before, as for when, I don't know. Now he is being controlled by strange methods, and it is difficult to deal with it for a while. "This practice of using the power of a high-level source to control the power of a low-level source is exactly what the members of the Evil Shadow did a long time ago!

"It seems that the only way to find that conspirator is to find him, but he is extremely good at concealment, and with our sword domain capabilities, we can't lock him down. ”

"There's also the karmic fire nightmare on West Street that needs to be dealt with, but the weirdo seniors and the night god don't have a clue yet. "At the mention of weirdos, Withered Moon feels a headache.

"The conspirator is left to you, and the weirdos and the gods of the night are left to me. Zhu Qianhan will inform the two of them about the encounter with the broken temple, "As for these unconscious 'corpse devourers', Mr. Woyun, hasn't anyone in Tianyuan District come yet?"

Mr. Woyun shook his head. Xizang Feng glanced at Mr. Woyun and felt that he seemed to have become a lot colder.

In the dark space, Yan Fei stood on the path in the middle of the sea of fire, standing in the distance.

Here again! The boundless sea of fire, where is the exit? This only path has no end to either forward or backward.

"Do you want to inherit the mark of the demon?" suddenly a voice sounded in the quiet space.

It's not a good thing to hear this name, Yan Fei shook his head and refused, "What kind of place is this?"

"Do you want to inherit the mark of the devil?" this voice kept repeating, Yan Fei was upset to hear it, selling Amway also depends on the occasion and the object, he is a human being, why should he inherit the mark of the devil? What will be the benefit of having this thing?

He just wants to leave this monotonous space now, it's really weak enough, why did he suddenly faint for so long this time, and he couldn't get out of this ghost space.

"Fire, fire, you say, is there anyone more unlucky than me?"

Agni didn't answer.

"Inherit the mark of the devil?" the words of the devil kept echoing in Yan Fei's mind.

"Don't bother you!" Yan Fei covered his ears, just now he almost agreed, damn, this voice is too tempting.

Don't accept it, Yan Fei bit his lip and forced himself to wake up.

He had to leave this place.

Under the severe pain, Yan Fei woke up, and when he woke up, Yan Fei was scared into a cold sweat.

In front of him stood a half-wicked man, very terrifying.

"Ho-ho-ho......" The ghost Taoist stared at him with bad intentions.

Usually just drop the line.,Why is it that as soon as he goes online this time.,The state hasn't been opened before he meets the boss.,The god of crossing is playing him? I really want to die again!

The ghost Taoist master used a Zen staff to pick Yan Fei's chin, "I can run the old one, but I can't run the small one......"

Yan Fei felt that this time it was really going to be over, and if he was given a chance, he would definitely choose to accept the Demon Mark, and maybe he would have escaped.

"Night God ......"

"You all recognize the wrong person, I really don't call the Night God, I have a name and a surname, and I'm new!"

"Ho ho ho, the body can deceive people, but the soul can't deceive people, but what your name is has nothing to do with me, I just want to get back what belongs to me!"

"I only have two swords on me, and, huh, where is my sword?" Yan Fei found that the sword was gone.

The ghost Taoist master turned into two swords and threw them at Yan Fei's feet, "Sword, I can give it to you, I can also return this thing, but the source of heaven, you must return me!" The ghost Taoist master held the chain of the word 'Yu' in his hand.

"I don't have the source of life, and I don't know what the source of heaven is, I don't know you at all!" Yan Fei looked at the chain for a moment, "This chain ......" In his memory, there seems to be a figure, gently holding his hand.

It's warm!

"Do you remember? Her name is Yu Chaochao. ”

"Where's she?"

"Dead, ho ho ho, she's dead!" the ghost Taoist approached Yan Fei with half of his face, "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have killed her, but if she chose to heal you with the source of heaven, then it's no wonder I!"

Yan Fei had the impression that someone took away the imperial dynasty.

The ghost master is eager to kill all the people related to the royal family, but this young man, he can't kill it yet, the source of heaven is in his body, kill it, the source of heaven will dissipate, and it will take a thousand years to condense.

There are only two ways to take out the source of heaven, one is that the boy takes the initiative to return it, and the other is to recapture it by his own hands, but now it is very difficult for him to repair his body, and he can't recover the source of heaven for the time being.

"If I return the Source of Heaven to you, will you let me go?" Yan Fei asked.

"Of course!"

Lying without blinking, Yan Fei thought to himself, I believe that you have ghosts, but this person did not kill people and take things, it seems that he is still very safe.

"Give me back the source of heaven, and I won't kill you," the ghost master threatened, "otherwise, all the people in this place will die because of you." ”

"Even if I intend to give you the Source of Heaven, what is the Source of Heaven?

"Hmph, pretend to be crazy and stupid!" the ghost Taoist said angrily, "I can wait, wait for everyone to bury you!"

"Hey!"

The ghost master ignored him and left.

In the early morning of the second day, the competition platform in Tianyuan District was gradually filled with people.

Yi Luochen continued to guard the competition platform, and the people around him shouted: "Come on!"

"Who else would like to compete with you today. ”

"Me!" said a ten-year-old baby in the crowd.

"Whose baby is this?"

"You're bold, have you been weaned?"

"Little baby, you are so young, how can you participate in the competition, in case it hurts you, these prizes are not enough to heal you. Yi Luochen persuaded the little baby not to mess around.

"Don't underestimate me!" The little boy was still quite stubborn, and he turned over, crossed the crowd, and jumped onto the competition platform.

"Yo, that's good!" Yi Luochen teased, but he still didn't take this little baby to heart, if he lost to a little baby, he would just find a piece of tofu and kill him.

"Come on, come on, bet, bet on the winged warrior and this ...... What's your name, little friend?" someone asked.

"My name is Woo, Woo Hoon-a. ”

On the martial arts platform, the posture of the little boy is presentable, and the long sword is dazzling, he should be the young master of a rich family. Yi Luochen avoided everywhere, never hurting the little boy, the little boy knew that the other party was letting him, and he was dissatisfied, so he used the swordsmanship taught him by the master.

The sudden change in swordsmanship and tricky angles caused a slight injury to Yi Luochen's arm, which had been out of state.

"It seems that you have to pay attention to it. ”

"Who told you to underestimate me!" said the young man, sticking out his tongue.

said that it was intentions, but in fact, Yi Luochen was just avoiding the same time, and at the same time, he attacked this little boy in a timely manner, so as to please the other party and let him have fun. His purpose was to hold the ring and be co-opted by the martial artists of the Yuwen family.

Suddenly, the unexpected happened. Just as Yi Luochen took out his sword, the little boy's body suddenly fell forward, and he couldn't retract it and stabbed him.

Yu Wenxun gritted his teeth, lowered his head and endured the pain as he looked at the sword in his chest, thinking, will he die here?

"Hey, little baby, are you okay?" Yi Luochen helped the little boy, panicked, and didn't know what to do.

At this time, someone in the crowd exclaimed: "This little baby is the little master of the Yuwen family!"

"What?"

"Yi Luochen, you actually poisoned him!" the man shouted.

"Oh my God, I didn't expect you to be so vicious to children!"

There was a lot of talk in the crowd.

"I'm ......" Yi Luochen shook his hands, his head blank.

Yu Wenxun's face turned pale, "Take, send me to ...... Master", after saying that, he fainted in pain.

"What are you doing in a daze? Do you really want to murder the little master of the Yuwen family?" the man stepped onto the stage and wanted to take over Yu Wenxun.

"Jiao Weinian, I didn't do it just now!"

"Do it or not, everyone is watching!" The middle-aged man named Jiao Weinian spoke in a bad tone, and when he touched the little boy, a graceful figure appeared on the competition platform.

The girl was dressed in a light green veil, and her big eyes showed a hint of cunning, as if she had seen everything in her eyes, and Jiao Weinian felt like a stripped monkey in her eyes.

"The little woman is a little yellow. The girl lightly opened her lips, and the pleasant voice was like a silver bell in the wind, which made people have endless aftertaste.

"Ahem, cough, cough ......" When Yi Luochen came fresh, he found that Yu Wenxun had been healed by the girl. The people in the audience are still addicted to it and can't extricate themselves.

"Thank you for this big sister!" Yu Wenxun found that he was not in pain at all, and said happily, he really thought he was going to die just now, "Big sister, what's your name." ”