He Feiyu played with the magic core in his hand, while looking at the tomb mountain floating in the clouds, a burial sword field, no matter how many times he looked at this world, he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart. The slaughter brought by the weapons, and the desolation brought by the graves. There is a sense of awe in people's hearts.

The strange world seemed to sigh lowly, churning with the clouds on the mountainside. A vague moan could be heard, but it was dust. It became a mountain of graves, quietly watching in this world for all eternity.

He Feiyu doesn't know how long he has been here, there are not too many creatures here, only some hamsters and other creatures, and more are those puppets, during this time, I don't know how many such puppets I have encountered. Fortunately, these puppets did not live in groups, but appeared alone one by one, which made He Feiyu very happy in his heart. During this period of time, the strength of ** has increased greatly, and the earthquake resistance has also increased rapidly. And now it only takes a few swords to cut off a golem's head. This combat power has not been improved by one and a half stars. **'s improvement also gave him the slightest sign of breakthrough, He Feiyu believes that as long as he encounters a fierce battle, he will definitely be promoted.

Of course, He Feiyu glanced at the magic core in his hand again, which was also quite fruitful, but he seemed to be a little distracted, when he first came to this world, Wen Donna and they also knew themselves for this magic core.

Thinking of this, a violent anger came out of his heart, making him as cold as ice. He clenched the core in his hand violently. Footsteps and journeys.

That thing is going to be solved after all, and that day will not be too late, it really will not be too late.

The sun is setting in the west, and the fire clouds cover the sky. Except for the sound of the grass being blown by the wind, it was eerily quiet. And no one from the tribe not far away did not come out. Originally, the Tianmu Grassland should be singing and dancing at this time, a lively scene, how could it become so quiet?

After a while, the wisp of sunset finally sank into the edge of the grassland, and the night was dark and the wind was high, and there was a trace of murderous aura, and suddenly a black shadow rushed towards the tribe. Soon, a terrifying scream pierced the silence, and then fell into silence again. It seemed that the sound was nothing more than an auditory hallucination. But there was a strong smell of blood wafting through the air.

After a moment of silence, the tribe lit up, and the herdsmen ran out in a panic, and then looked at the screaming yurt. There was a deep fear in their eyes, and it was clear that this had happened many times. Finally, a few brave strong men walked over cautiously and lifted the drape.

"Vomit!" The men saw the scene inside, their expressions were frightened, and they immediately squatted on the ground and vomited. At this time, the crowd also rushed over and looked inside.

I saw a person lying horizontally inside, this person's abdomen had been broken, his white intestines flowed all over the ground, there was a bloody hole in his chest, the heart inside was gone, and the most terrifying thing was that his throat seemed to have been bitten off by something, and it was bloody, and the tooth marks of unknown creatures could be faintly seen. The man's expression was stunned, and his eyes bulged out, revealing despair and deep fear. Presumably, this man must have encountered something extremely terrifying before his death. What could it do such a cruel thing? Could it be the dark shadow just now? But it happened so fast. And there is nothing unusual here, could it be that the black shadow has fled after the murder, or is it simply the work of the ghosts?

The faces of those present were pale and frightened. The theory of ghosts and monsters has been passed down since ancient times. Although it is often a conversation after dinner, if you really want to dig deeper, it is full of mistakes and cannot be studied. Therefore, most of the ghosts are just talking points, and there are not many people who really believe it.

But today's events, and the previous ones, are like this. Things happen very quickly, but the murderer can't be found. Could it be that? It must be like this, it must be like this, this is the work of ghosts. Some people think that their faces are getting more and more pale here, Rao is not a bold personality on the grassland, and this kind of thing will definitely force a few people to go crazy.

At this moment, three afterimages swept over from the outside, and after stabilizing his body, it was a half-old man with a gray beard and a slight old state, not tall, but his eyes were extremely bright, as if he could see through people vividly. The other two are a man and a woman. Probably no more than twenty years old, the man was dressed in black, with a spear hanging diagonally behind his back, with a handsome face and an indifferent expression. It's just that there is a faint smell of blood on his body. The woman wears a goose-yellow dress, with snow-white skin and a slender waist. The special chest is quite full, holding up the goose-yellow clothes, and the glimmer of spring can be seen from the collar. The woman is also extremely beautiful, with a melon seed face, a high bun, and a hosta with excellent texture, at this time she has a smile at the corner of her mouth, and it seems that there is a flattery all the time, which makes people swallow their saliva when they look at it.

The three of them ignored the herdsman and walked straight towards the yurt, and the herdsman seemed to be able to feel the strength of the half-old man, and did not stop him, but gave way to the way.

"Eh!" the half-old man looked inside, his expression a little gloomy. The young man next to him was indifferent.

"Elder Sun, that thing should have run away again, right?" the woman frowned slightly, obviously not used to this kind of scene.

The three of them were the helpers that Jinli Kanger invited from Luoxiamen, and at first, Luoxiamen didn't pay much attention to this matter. But later, when I heard Jin Li Kang'er say, I also felt that this matter was quite strange, and the tragic death of the Heavenly Pasture Grassland Lingwu-level martial artist for no reason was also a big deal. After all, those who can cultivate to this level are also considered powerful. Luoxiamen then sent an elder and two disciples to investigate, the elder had reached the level of a primordial martial artist, and his strength was no less than that of Jinli Kang'er. And those two disciples have also reached the Lingwu level, and this time they came out more for experience. The elder is called Sun Moshu, and the young man is called Xiahou Xiaomo, which is in line with his cold and indifferent temperament. The woman's name is Li Muwan, and she is the daughter of the head of Luoxiamen, and it is rare for her to come.

"Who is the chief here? The three of us are from Luoxiamen. Elder Sun looked at the people around him.

"Luoxiamen?" Elder Sun's words were undoubtedly a bombshell, and the crowd began to discuss, and their eyes showed a hint of hope. They know this Luoxia Gate, it is a super faction, located in the Liandui Mountain Range, and it is also extremely famous for a radius of thousands of miles. If you can enter its sect, it is undoubtedly the green smoke on the ancestral grave, and the great virtue accumulated in the previous life. It's no wonder that the pair of men and women reached the level of Lingwu at a young age, and they were really the main sect.

"It's old. At this time, an old man walked out majestically, with a nervous expression, a little panicked, and a little trembling when he spoke.

"Uncle, don't be nervous, let me ask you, is this what just happened?" Elder Sun didn't have any arrogance, and said with a pleasant face.

"Yes, this, this, this. The old man said tremblingly, and suddenly fell to his knees. "Your Excellency, you can save us!" the crowd around him also knelt down.

"Sir, help us!"

"Sir, help us!"

For the past few months, they have spent their months in depression and fear. As soon as these three people came, they naturally regarded them as saviors.

"This, this, uncle, you get up, we are also here for this matter, rest assured, we will come here to solve this matter. Elder Sun hurriedly helped the old man up, and while asking about what had happened recently, the old man answered them one by one.

"Xiao Mo, what do you think?" Elder Sun said to the young man after asking, "Eh, this disciple has extremely excellent qualifications in the sect, but it's a pity that the killing aura is too heavy, and it will be very easy to give birth to demons in the future."

"Chase!" the man looked grimly at the already gloomy sky outside.

"Well, that's it. After saying goodbye to the people in the tribe, Elder Sun and the two of them swept outside. In the past month or so, they have tracked down the monster, and they have fought several times, the monster is neither like a human nor a beast, it looks like a human, but it is covered with green corpse hair. On all fours, he is lifeless, and likes to devour raw flesh and human hearts. If it weren't for its ability to walk, Elder Sun would have thought it was a corpse that had been dead for an unknown amount of time. The strength of this monster is comparable to that of a martial artist of the fifth layer of Lingwu, but its speed is extremely fast, and it has been allowed to escape in several encounters.

But it can easily kill the spirit warrior, which is strange, and later Elder Sun concluded that this monster has a terrifying face, and ordinary spirit warriors are naturally frightened when they encounter it, this strength is three points weaker, and the monster moves quickly, it is not impossible to kill the spirit warrior.

The night was thick, but the three figures were not idle, but chased in an unknown direction.

"Huh, what's that?" He Feiyu crawled next to a grave, blocking his body with the help of a messy weapon, and his eyes glanced at a huge body in the distance.

This is not an ordinary puppet, He Feiyu thought like this, the shape of the puppet is like the extinct stegosaurus on the earth, it is much smaller, but there are also two people to be tall and four people to grow. Compared to itself, it is still a behemoth, and at this time it stands there like a sculpture. After experiencing an unknown number of battles, He Feiyu found that this puppet will only activate when the creature is close, and there is a certain range, as long as the puppet exceeds that range, the puppet will not chase and kill, and there is one point that this puppet cannot be felt, just like a dead thing, which is why he is also extremely careful in this world. At this time, this puppet in front of him was obviously not an ordinary one, and from that body shape, he could vaguely feel the terrifying strength.

To fight or not to fight. Fight, definitely fight.

He Feiyu's eyes were clear, and he cautiously probed towards the puppet, he was about to break through, and he had to go through a fierce battle, which other puppets could not give him, it can be said that these days, ordinary puppets have not been able to bring him much improvement, and the magic core has also collected a lot, and gradually He Feiyu has lost interest. In the end, he was in hiding, and spent most of his time exploring this magical world.

The huge puppet was getting deeper and deeper, and He Feiyu felt an inexplicable excitement in his heart, the muscles on his body tensed, and he subconsciously clenched the broken sword in his hand.

A fierce battle is about to begin