Chapter 387: Hungry for His Body
The white mist shrouded everything faintly.
The swamp beneath the space had been turned up almost entirely, and there were potholes everywhere.
Of course, apart from the mess caused by the corpses of the Earth's Pole Beasts, the most conspicuous thing was the black hole.
Under the action of muddy water, the silt around the hole was quickly backfilled, and it should soon be possible to close the entire huge hole back to its original shape.
Before the big black bell in his hand could be withdrawn, Qian Jiamu hung in the position where Li Xuangang was before, and his cold eyes skimmed downward.
Ye Zhen in front of her also looked down.
"The breath is gone......"
Looking at the cave that was gradually closing and was about to disappear, he said lightly to Qian Jiamu.
"Don't worry, this person's physical strength Ye Daoyou has also seen it just now, although he was successfully attacked by me, at most he will only suffer a little injury, and he will not fall directly. ”
The expression on Qian Jiamu's face became extremely cold at this moment, and it was very different from what he had shown in front of Li Xuangang before.
Except for the fact that there is no change in appearance and body shape, the expression and aura are as if they have directly changed a person.
Ye Zhen nodded and agreed with this statement, so he raised his figure slightly and looked down at the entire swamp area below.
The large black bell in his hand began to shrink, and finally turned into a normal bell and spun on the palm of his hand.
Qian Jiamu looked away from the dark entrance of the cave, and the black bell-shaped magic weapon in his hand still exuded an incomparably heavy aura.
"Be careful, the man used a special breathing technique, and he didn't know where he was hiding. ”
Looking around, Ye Zhen obviously agreed with Qian Jiamu's statement.
It was impossible for the blow just now to kill or seriously injure Li Xuangang, so the only possibility was that the other party took advantage of the situation to hide.
Time passed in an instant, and the original messy swamp had been restored to its original state, including the large and small pits, the corpse of the Earth Pole Beast, and ...... The hole where Li Xuangang fell.
"This man's practice of breathing is also somewhat clever. ”
Qian Jiamu looked around and found nothing, so he opened his mouth and said to Ye Zhen:
"Although it is contrary to the previous plan, Ye Daoyou might as well transplant and store the sword wood first, so as not to damage it later. This person is not the same earthly beast as before, and he can't say that he will do something to break the net. ”
The Xuanhuang long sword in Ye Zhen's hand was held behind his back, standing upright behind his back, he heard Qian Jiamu's words, so he turned his head to look at her, with some inexplicability on his face, and responded:
"Qian Daoyou is not afraid that Ye will take the treasure and leave alone, regardless of the previous agreement between you and me?"
Qian Jiamu moved his gaze to the spiritual plant called Jianmu, and licked the corners of his mouth with his delicate tongue.
"Ye Daoyou, I naturally believe it, get that sword wood, relieve the worries of Daoyou, you and I will each get what you get, and Daoyou can also wholeheartedly help me get that person's physical ......"
Ye Zhen was noncommittal, his body and mind were still vigilant around, he glanced at Qian Jiamu in front of him for a few moments, and then his gaze fell on the sword tree.
"Since Qian Daoyou can be trusted, then Ye Mou is not good at blowing your mind. ”
After speaking, Ye Zhen suppressed the heat in his heart, and flew towards the sword wood without revealing a single face.
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The whole body of ink-colored sword wood exudes wisps of sword intent.
The closer they got, the more obvious this sword intent became.
"A fourth-order sword ......"
With this thought in his heart, his body slashed more than ten inches above the swamp, and his free left hand was unconsciously raised.
Of course, Qian Jiamu knew how rare a fourth-order sword tree was for a sword cultivator, even for a monk like her who didn't practice swordsmanship, it was of course a treasure that could be encountered but not sought.
But compared to what she wanted, it didn't seem like she couldn't give up this sword wood.
So Qian Jiamu watched quietly not far away as Ye Zhen gradually approached the spirit plant that was about to enter the fourth order, and while watching, he was vigilant against Li Xuangang who was hiding in the shadows.
The mist recoiled towards the white line, gradually becoming thinner and thicker.
Under the white mist, Ye Zhen's outstretched left hand could already touch the ink-colored leaves of the sword tree.
At this moment, a small shadow suddenly appeared in this space.
And with it was accompanied by a figure in tattered clothes and naked upper body.
It was Li Xuangang who was successfully attacked by Qian Jiamu from behind before!
The cyan scale armor transformed by the Qing Ling Transformation Demon Skill had completely faded, and the body under the torn clothes looked very lean, with bulging muscles and smooth lines, except for a circular black-brown mark on the back and chest.
His face was slightly pale, and Li Xuangang, who had reappeared in shape, looked at Qian Jiamu, and then turned his head past her and looked at Ye Zhen, who had stopped his left hand further behind.
"It seems that the two of you have already planned ......"
His voice was low, and he couldn't hear any joy or anger, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.
"Fourth-Order Spirit Plant... Eastern Xuanzong Sword Cultivation... Well... Could it be that Qian Daoyou's target is me?"
His gaze retracted, and his eyes suddenly became sharp.
A sinister aura gradually arose from Li Xuangang's position and swept in the direction of Qian Jiamu and Ye Zhen.
Qian Jiamu was turning around, facing Li Xuangang in front of him, his eyes swept over his body inch by inch, and the greed in his eyes no longer exerted any disguise.
When someone from the shadows appeared, Ye Zhen naturally gave up the idea of transplanting sword wood at this time.
After all, this is an incomparably delicate process, and I am afraid that it will be damaged, which will affect the smooth progress of Kenmu's next steps.
So he casually applied a small sword formation and surrounded the sword wood in the center for protection.
Feeling another way of using swordsmanship, Li Xuangang raised his eyes and saw that the soil around the sword wood had changed in Ye Zhen's hands, and one after another sword blades formed by yellow mud stood outward, guarding the sword wood in the center, and the sword intent around him was even more clear.
"Swordsmanship can still be used like this?"
Remembering in his heart, Li Xuangang took a step, and the shadow behind him moved forward together.
When the sword formation was completed, Ye Zhen no longer stayed, and fell to Qian Jiamu's side, facing Li Xuangang who was slowly approaching the two of them.
"I heard that Qian Daoyou has a secret technique that can smell the breath of the monk's qi and blood, and it is a little strange below, this kind of secret technique generally has no special needs, few monks practice, and it is ......."
Stopped, looked at Qian Jiamu in front of him with a cold face, and continued to speak:
And this kind of secret technique is generally attached to certain exercises as a corresponding aid to cultivation. ”
Qian Daoyou fell in love with Li's body...... Well, I don't know what kind of exercise you're cultivating!"
Qian Jiamu did not answer this question, but asked rhetorically in a slightly puzzled tone:
"At this time, according to an ordinary monk, when he realized that he had fallen into a trap and faced two monks of the same rank, and one of them was still a sword cultivator, he should have immediately found a way to escape, but ......"
"How can Li Daoyou be so confident?"
Li Xuangang:
"I don't know if I can fight or not, and I want to try the means of the two of them. ”
As soon as these words came out, the air around them, even with those weird white mist, condensed a little.
Ye Zhen unconsciously let out a few faint chuckles, while Qian Jiamu laughed directly.
"A small casual cultivator in a remote place, the tone is very arrogant. ”
The laughter stopped abruptly, and a dark aura emanated from Qian Jiamu's body, which was on par with Ye Zhen's sword intent on the side.
For a time, the momentum of the clansmen belonging to the big family of the Yuan Infant Stage was fully revealed.
His eyes were half-squinted, and Li Xuangang stared at each other.
Originally, he was still a little puzzled, when Qian Jiamu's spiritual power in this space was suppressed by the white mist, how could he have the confidence to conspire with a powerful sword cultivator, not afraid that the latter would be the last yellow bird?
Because as long as the technique is clean, the Huangling Qian family can't track Ye Zhen's body, and Dongxuanzong is far from being comparable to a small Yuan Infant family.
Now it seems that the original family is not Qian Jiamu's confidence to dare to join forces with Ye Zhen, her confidence comes from her own transcendent strength.
A familiar breath entered Li Xuangang's mind, and then he suddenly realized.
"I see!"
I saw that Qian Jiamu waved his hand, and several tall figures in red robes appeared in mid-air, all exuding terrifying momentum.
It was actually an excellent refining corpse that had reached the third-order mid-grade!
The white mist here will suppress the spiritual power in the body, but it doesn't take so much to control the corpse, although it also has some impact on strength, but it will not be half as strong as an ordinary monk.
These five third-order mid-grade refining corpses are Qian Jiamu's confidence.
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The incident has advanced to the present, and Li Xuangang has a clear understanding of the whole incident in his heart.
Qian Jiamu and Ye Zhen discovered that this rare sword wood was real.
It is also true that they sealed the Extreme Beast and promised to come here in a few years to kill it.
Ye Zhen's desire for the sword tree that was about to enter the fourth order was also true.
It's just that Qian Jiamu's purpose has deviated, her purpose is not the sword wood, but Li Xuangang she met by chance in Shuangjiao City.
She reached an agreement with Ye Zhen that she would not compete with him for the sword tree, and the latter would need to help her take down Li Xuangang, to be precise, Li Xuangang's body.
The five refining corpses made way of a way, and Qian Jiamu floated in from them, no more than three feet away from Li Xuangang.
This is the enveloping scope of her olfactory mystery.
He took a deep breath, and a touch of intoxication appeared on his round face.
"This tempting power ...... blood"
It took a long time to exhale the breath that I had inhaled, as if I was reluctant.
Qian Jiamu frowned and said:
"Li Daoyou, this body of yours may have the potential to enter the fourth order, I don't know if you can give the little girl such a chance. ”
Li Xuangang didn't answer, just looked at the other party like this.
And Ye Zhen, who was standing behind Qian Jiamu, had also passed through the five refining corpses and landed beside the former again.
"Ye Daoyou will be more careful later, the method of refining corpses under Xia is a bit special, and it requires a living person. ”
Ye Zhen dropped the Xuanhuang long sword erected behind his back and held it diagonally in his hand.
Qian Daoyou rest assured, Ye will handle the previously agreed matter. ”
The sudden pressure hit, like substance.
The shadow behind him dissipated, and from Li Xuangang's shadow, the stiff figure gradually condensed.