All the monks in the vicinity, when they saw this person, were like ghosts, and they avoided him from a distance.

For fear of provoking this person's appearance.

Within a kilometer of the surrounding area, it was immediately empty.

Bai Luochen covered his head and snorted on the side, "Look at what he does, a notorious monster known to passers-by." ”

"The corpse diggers."

"Evil corpses, mud clams."

"This person is guilty of many evils, sucking the essence and blood of the human body, and his crimes are heinous, if you have the opportunity to meet him, don't show mercy to your subordinates, kill him!"

In the face of the evil corpse, Bai Luochen unprecedentedly took the initiative to ask Zhuo Fan to kill for the first time, which made Zhuo Fan very curious, this guy seems to be really notorious.

At the last point, there are three people sitting together.

The identities of the three are very special, and they represent:

Sangha, Taoist, Confucian

But with the same characteristics.

Kind of blind.

The first one was a blind female Taoist priest with green hair, her eyes were closed, and her eyes were full of hideous wounds.

This woman is different from ordinary people, not only is she burly and tall, with strong muscles, not to mention the explosive bulge of the blocks, but also faintly glowing with a faint yellow halo of demonic light, at a glance, she knows that she has a special kind of body refining magic power in her cultivation.

A head of green hair, like a piece of moss, densely grows in a mess, making people look extremely disgusting, on the cheeks on both sides, there are countless dense fly-headed Taoist texts, the handwriting is blurry and illegible, mysterious and strange, making people look at it, and suddenly feel strange and extraordinary.

The image of this green-haired banshee Dao is extremely special, and it is difficult for people to remember it without looking at it.

Not far from her, there was a little monk sitting with his hands folded and ten ring scars on his head, as if he was silently reciting the Heart Sutra.

Behind him, there was a faint golden round light, mysterious and unpredictable, and the most terrifying thing was that there was nothing in the empty eye sockets.

The Eyeless Buddha...

He was originally sitting there silently reciting the scriptures, but when Zhuo Fan's gaze swept over, he actually looked up at Zhuo Fan.

In an instant, Zhuo Fan saw a tall six-colored divine mud tree, and a demon bone skeleton sat under the tree, and it was even born with the Buddha's Yuanguang.

Astound!

The purple qi from the east burst out instantly.

Zhuo Fan's body suddenly stirred up and down, and he instantly regained consciousness.

He felt a tingling in his eyes, rubbed his eyes gently, and the symptoms disappeared in an instant.

And the eyeless little monk shouted:

"Amitabha!"

Turning his head, blood slowly flowed from one of his eye sockets.

Zhuo Fan couldn't see this scene.

He looked at the mysterious man dressed in Confucian attire.

This person is holding a bamboo slip in his hand, dressed in Confucian clothes, like a teacher, with his head bowed, as if he is reading this ancient "Analects".

But one of his eyes was sewn up with black silk threads, and there were signs of decay at the corners of his eyes.

A pair of broken legs, coiled at an eerie angle.

Hovering in the sky.

He should have seen all the tricks of the little monk and Zhuo Fan just now, and the corners of his mouth even curved a strange arc slightly, as if mocking...

The combination of these three people, he doesn't need Bai Luochen to explain it to himself, he also knows the origin.

The Eastern Regions is a well-known evil organization.

No Sight.

It's just that the specific origin of these three people, Zhuo Fan is not clear.

Bai Luochen beside him came to the opportunity to perform, and proudly explained: "The ancient Langni of the underground burial nunnery, the small mud Buddha of Jile Temple, and Kong Yiji of the Confucian Heart Well. ”

It is rumored that Gu Langni's green demon hair, the demon blood demon hair from the Jizo Demon Nun, is a special supernatural power that has been inherited for thousands of years in the Dizang Nunnery, and according to the strength of the supernatural power, there are seven colors.

The green demon hair is the fifth level.

The small mud Buddha of Kek Lok Temple, born under the six-colored Shenni tree, is said to be the reincarnation of a demon bone after being crossed by the Buddha.

Born without eyes, he is also known as an eyeless Buddha. The golden round light behind it can transform all living beings.

As for Kong Yiji of Confucian Xinjing, he is a legendary figure.

When you were in school, did you study "Kong Yiji"?

If not, you can find a story about him in the Chinese textbook of the second volume of the eighth grade, I believe you will be very sad.

Because of stealing books, his legs were broken, and finally Kong Yiji, who committed suicide by jumping into the well, fell into the Confucian heart well of the hidden sect by mistake, and under the guidance of a group of sages, he entered the Tao with Confucianism and cultivated a strong strength.

In one night, the whole family of the enemy was washed with blood.

After that, it mysteriously disappears.

I didn't expect to meet this legend here today...

Zhuo Fan was surprised by the origin of these three people, but what was even more surprising was that Bai Luochen was simply a living dictionary, why don't you take the time to carry one on your own in this book basket?

This blind person is obviously taking the elite route, one counts as one, all of them are powerful, and their backgrounds and heels are amazing.

Judging from the little mud Buddha's temptation to himself just now, the person who came was not good.

These three people deserve attention.

At this moment,

There was another group of people in the No. 5 private room opposite.

Zhuo Fan looked quite familiar at first glance, a group of gold-armored sword cultivators, surrounding a young man with a ninety-five face.

This person did not wear a mask, obviously had a fearless appearance, wearing a Kowloon golden robe, wearing a crown, at first glance, he was the queen of the royal family, handsome and straight, extravagant, and extraordinary.

If there is no need to guess, Zhuo Fan also knows that this man is the eldest brother of the Royal Dragon Inhuman, the Royal Dragon Jinhuang.

This person can be said to have a deep hatred for himself.

His brother died at the hands of Zhuo Fan.

Although his mother died at the hands of Yulong Lianxiang, she is also indirectly related to Zhuo Fan.

Yulong Lianxiang is still sitting beside him, this matter will be revealed sooner or later, Zhuo Fan is very worried.

I have to find a chance to get rid of the troubles forever...

Because the Imperial Dragon Family came relatively late, not long after taking their seats, an earth-shattering gong rang out from the rostrum on the 97th floor.

Xiao He, the head of the Ethereal Pavilion, slowly stepped onto the hosting stage in the eyes of everyone.

Cough lightly.

Instantly drew all the attention to the past.

Hello everyone.

I am the head of the Ethereal Pavilion, Xiao He.

First of all, I would like to welcome you to my Ethereal Pavilion and thank you to all of you who helped us fight the tide of corpses last night.

Condolences and tribute to the deceased.

Here, on behalf of the Ethereal Pavilion, I, Xiao He, would like to apologize to all of you.

The auction was just a façade to bring everyone together to discuss a big deal.

Everyone knows that this catastrophe of heaven and earth, the white fog is rampant, giving birth to countless corpse monsters, making the lives miserable, and the people are not happy.

But where is Tempo?

It must also be the most concerned issue for everyone.

Then, today, I will take the lead in the Ethereal Pavilion, throw bricks and lead jade, and jointly open the key to this heavenly treasure.

After speaking, Xiao He stretched out his hand and pulled a blood-red cover cloth in front of him, and a blood locust heart appeared in it...