The multi-limbed mountain squirmed, the chrysanthemum-like mouthparts spewed out suffocating metal dust, and the smell of rust filled the surrounding area.

Even if the sun is shining, the visibility of the multi-limbed mountain is only half a meter.

A large number of scattered cultivators were stranded in the Shanhai Market, and they could not go to the high altitude to find spiritual materials, so they could only pray that the sandstorm would end soon.

Under normal circumstances, the multi-limb mountain will only enter the active period every ten days, and the duration will not exceed half a day.

But for some reason, the sudden sandstorm has no tendency to stop.

With the stimulation of metal dust, the arm transplanted around the body began to thrive again, frantically absorbing the nutrients of the body.

Scattered cultivation did not panic at all, but seemed eager to try.

It seems that there is really an acquired Dao body in the birth.

Compared with the increasingly crazy casual cultivation, Song Liang and the others were not affected by the multi-limb mountain because they had not switched to multi-limb exercises.

They nestled in the refining shop, and the atmosphere was extremely oppressive.

From the sunken eye sockets of everyone, it can be seen that the metal toxin has already penetrated into the bone marrow, and the nails have been detached one after another due to decay.

Staying in the multi-limb mountain for a long time, it seems that there are only two results left.

Either you go crazy or you die.

After Song Liang was silent for a long time, he said dejectedly: "Alas, it's all my fault, let's go, pack up my things and leave Duolimb Mountain." ”

The rest of the monks did not reply, and their expressions could not help but be in a trance.

Half a year ago, the Shanhai market was still extremely prosperous, who would have thought that it would take a sharp turn in a short period of time.

Song Liang couldn't help but feel remorseful.

If he had listened to Li Mo's persuasion at the beginning, he would not have been deeply poisoned now, and even a few old guys died because of this.

Song Liang has recognized the pros and cons, but there are still people who do not give up.

They hope that the multi-limb mountain will stop erupting metal dust, and the Shanhai market will return to prosperity, so as to reap a lot of profits.

Song Liang muttered: "You have to go, even if you die, you have to go back, ...... go"

He drove the golden sands around his head, dressed neatly with protective magic weapons, and couldn't wait to plunge into the yellow sand.

Li Zhuang got up and followed behind Song Liang, and the rest of the monks hesitated.

In the end, there were only five monks who decided to leave, and Li Qingfang still stubbornly chose to stay in the refining shop.

They don't know whether it's right or wrong, and they feel a deep sense of confusion in their hearts.

Li Qingfang leaned against the window with a dull expression, staring at Li Zhuang's distant figure.

As they grow older, the brother and sister have gone against each other, and since they came to Shanhai Market, they have made trouble for the sake of profit many times.

Li Qingfang was stunned.

She noticed that the road was full of loose repairs at some point, ignoring the erosion of metal dust, and constantly repeating the word "sub-instrument".

Due to the abnormal situation, Song Liang and the others had to stop in place.

"Wait!!"

Song Liang seemed to see something, and pointed to the top of his head in horror, and Li Zhuang collapsed to the ground with weak legs, and retreated with his hands and feet.

"Brother, Brother......"

Li Qingfang hurriedly ran out of the refining shop.

She followed Song Liang's gaze and found that at the top of the multi-limbed mountain, there were two figures coming towards the mountain and sea market.

Judging from the trajectory of the figure's flight, it is likely to originate from the top of a multi-limbed mountain.

At the same time, the sandstorm that had been raging for many days finally showed a tendency to stop, but the sky and the earth were already stained with a metallic luster.

Li Qingfang is like sitting on pins and needles.

The two figures had no limbs, and were accompanied by a thick cloud of smoke and dust, and a fine acid rain fell from the air, and the ground sizzled.

The figure stopped a hundred meters away from the Shanhai Market.

The scattered cultivators came back to their senses, but their bodies raised their arms uncontrollably, and their fingertips couldn't help but show signs of metal corrosion.

"Who's ?!!"

Wutu, as a false Dan period guarding the multi-limbed mountain, immediately appeared in the Shanhai market.

He sat cross-legged on the throne of his limbs, and as soon as his eyes made contact with the two of them, he felt a sense of powerlessness in the face of the monk Yudan.

But the two of them are only in the late stage of the weak crown.

A man and a woman ignore the black tu, they are dressed in yellow and red metallic velvet robes, with a pattern similar to a bronze tripod tattooed on their chests.

The woman's skin was rotten, her bare flesh was crystalline, and her hollow eyes were filled with smoke billowing out, forming a cloud of acid rain.

The man's corpse was slightly less visible, covered with cobweb-like cracks, and magma-like blood could be seen flowing.

To the horror of Wu Tu, the man had no brain, and there was a miniature volcano above his head, and the smoke of sulfur smelled from time to time.

"No... Impossible, Han Cai said, the brain is a forbidden area of medical skills......"

Wu Tu instinctively wanted to escape, but the lotus throne was uncontrollable, like fish on a chopping board, and could only be slaughtered.

The two disciples of the Ziqi Sect looked disgusted and looked at the scattered cultivators in the Shanhai Market.

"There are too few medicine people, it shouldn't be."

"Senior Sister Shengxia, I heard that there is a Jiedan monk in the sect who is coming, if he sees the heart beast so desolate, he will anger the two of us, right?"

Sheng Xia pursed her lips and chuckled: "Where, the Monk Jiedan is not here to collect the medicine, where does the Heart Beast Sect need such a battle." ”

"Why is that?"

"How can Senior Sister know, Senior Brother Zhang, look at the useless limbs, I don't want to use my hands and feet with my [Sea Pot] on medicine pickers."

"That's right, I'll have to pick and choose."

Zhang Sheng's breathing became heavy, and even though the sandstorm in Duolimb Mountain had stopped, the smoke from the volcano above his head intensified.

The scattered cultivators realized that the medicine man was referring to them, and they couldn't help but tremble.

Even if the realm of the disciples of the Ziqi Sect is only in the late stage of the weak crown, it can come from the restraint of the exercises, so that they can't even make a sound.

"The quality of the flesh and limbs is too poor, it seems that the medicine man did not make good use of Duobao Mountain, and he was sick one by one, and the smell was disgusting."

Sheng Xia said regretfully: "According to the meaning of the eldest mother, the medicine people in the false pill period must not be injured, and they must be kept to be promoted to the pill, otherwise it will be good to harvest and cut......"

The sweat of the black coat soaked the clothes.

He realized why Tian Changwen had been worried about the multi-limb exercises, and the puppet cultivator was completely making wedding clothes for the disciples of the Ziqi Sect.

Zhang Sheng's gaze fell on a loose cultivator in the late stage of the weak crown.

"It's you."

As soon as the words fell, Sanxiu covered his head, and there was pitch-black blood flowing in his facial features, and then his skull swelled up overwhelmedly.

Bang.

There was a muffled sound.

The minced flesh was mixed with brains, and the headless corpse was still twitching.

Zhang Sheng waited until the smell of blood faded before he slowly landed and floated straight past Li Qingfang's side, beast cultivation was nothing more than a dead thing to him.

The arm transplanted on the back of the corpse was actively peeled off, exuding the breath of a magic weapon.

A large number of nematode-like flesh tentacles stretched out from Zhang Sheng's shoulders, and after wrapping around his arm, the two quickly combined with each other.

There is not the slightest trace of splicing on the outside.

Magma-like blood flowed into the arm, and the flesh immediately began to shrink.

Zhang Sheng stretched out his hands and said to himself helplessly: "The quality of the flesh and limbs is embarrassing, but after all, it is only a magic embryo, and it can still be supported in ten days and half a month." ”

"Senior sister, you can watch the rest of the medicine people, and it's easy to go back to the mountain gate."

Sheng Xia licked the tip of her nose with her tongue, and dozens of scattered cultivators let out a terrible scream, and then opened their mouths in disbelief.

The nutrients of their flesh and bones are rapidly lost, and the transplanted arm is becoming more and more restrained.

Bang bang bang......

A headless corpse fell to the ground, the scene was very similar to the medicine field on the multi-limbed mountain, and it is no wonder that the puppet monks are called "medicine people".

After Sheng Xia selected the meat limbs, she immediately opened her mouth and directly swallowed the rest of the meat limbs into her abdomen, which was used to complete the commission of the Ziqi faction.

"It's better to have less than to overuse, junior sister."

Zhang Sheng reminded that it would be difficult to have a follow-up if the medicine people were wiped out, and most of the people had to be retained in order for them to get lucky.

Wu Tu noticed that the structure of Shengxia's stomach was exactly the same as that of the storage bag, and it was difficult to imagine what kind of existence the Ziqi faction had.

He consciously communicated the spirit card and passed it on to Tian Changwen, who was far away in Rongzhen.

Zhang Sheng glanced at Wu Tu, and didn't care about the latter's actions, anyway, Hengzhu was just a medicine man who could be slaughtered.

He didn't know that there was a guy who was preparing to catch cicadas with praying mantis and yellow finches behind.

Li Mo was hiding on the edge of the Shanhai Market, paying attention to the harvesting of the disciples of the Ziqi Sect, and had an estimate of the strength of the two of them.

"The physique of the disciples of the Ziqi Sect is really strange."

They seem to be born without limbs, and they have an acquired Dao body similar to the Mixed Yuan Dao Body, which makes the spiritual power unspeakably corrosive, and will constantly pollute the environment.

For the disciples of the Ziqi School, the magic weapons are all refined based on the limbs, and the materials are selected from the medicine people of the affiliated Ziqi School.

At the same time, due to the erosive nature of spiritual power, the limbs are generally unable to be used for a long time.

As they kept changing their arms, the demand for medicine men increased day by day, and they naturally turned their minds to small forces.

Li Mo felt that although Zhang Sheng and the others were acquired Dao bodies, they were not mixed Yuan Dao bodies.

At the same time, it was too ostentatious, and it was obviously impossible to replace him, so he could only wait for the rest of the disciples of the Ziqi Sect to appear one after another.

Li Mo narrowed his eyes.

If there is no suitable candidate, then find a way to figure out the situation of the Sub-Instrument Sect and use the Mixed Yuan Dao Body to become one of them.

Even if you take some risks, you don't hesitate to do so, after all, the Heart Beast Sect's exercises must be flawed.

The Ancient Heart Beast Sect only had one Tianchen Son in the Dan period, and as a result, seven thousand years later, the high-level monks were still stuck in the bottleneck of the Dan formation.

To say that there are no drawbacks in the exercises, Li Mo is the first to disbelieve it.

Relying on the Heart Beast Sect's exercises to get lucky, eighty percent will also be stuck in the bottleneck of the Yuan Infant Period, and becoming an immortal is completely a luxury.

At the same time, Li Mo was very concerned about the famous monk of the Ziqi Sect in Zhang Sheng's mouth, since he came to the Heart Beast Sect and had nothing to do with the medicine man.

Could it be the best spirit stone......

Reasoning with all the cultivators of the Heart Beast Sect may not be worth a top-grade spirit stone.

The probability of involving the best spirit stone is extremely high, and the only thing to be thankful for is that the best spirit stone is not intentionally stored in the Tieding Secret Realm, but the old road of Penglai was used to steal it.

There is no evidence of Penglai's death, and the people behind the scenes are secretly investigating at most.

"Huh?"

Zhang Sheng grinned and swept around, and he noticed that there was a mouse peeping in the shadows.

It's really interesting.

There will always be a few self-righteous fools in small sects, relying on the Dao body to be high and low, but the Dao body and the Dao body are completely different.

(End of chapter)