"It turns out that this is the Death Mountain Range, bordering the Ghost King Sect in the north and the Maoshan Zhengtian Sect in the east!" Feng Qingyang flipped through the booklet with his teeth, and immediately knew a lot of useful information.

The two little Taoist priests, one fat and one thin, are the outer disciples of the Maoshan Zhengtian faction of this generation, because their qualifications are too poor, and they have not been able to break through the foundation building period at nearly fifty years old, so they were given an ultimatum by the Zhengtian faction, if they can't break through at the age of fifty, then they will be swept down the mountain.

"It turned out to be two unlucky ghosts, and they really cheapened me. The wind is clear and smacking his lips, no wonder there are Taoist priests looking for this place where birds don't, it turns out that they are going to be driven down the mountain.

It's also a shame that he met two little Taoist priests, otherwise where would he have had the opportunity to complain here, he would have been suppressed by others and turned into a puppet.

"Water Charms, Fire Charms, Wind Charms...... Flipping through the pages, the booklet introduces in detail the drawing methods and formulas of each charm, which is jerky and difficult to understand, but with his archaeologist's mind, he still understands the use of each charm.

Seeing the charm Feng Qingyang, he was a little excited, the power of the previous spell made him deeply appreciate the power contained in it, and the fat man's last palm thunder drawn in blood made him even more moved.

If he can master this kind of spell technique, then his own safety must be more secure, thinking about it, he can't wait to quickly flip through the book with his teeth.

The cultivation realm is a collective name for a group of people who seek immortals and ask questions, the people of the cultivation realm can fly with swords, move mountains and reclaim the sea, and the sky is even more shattered between the hands, of course, these are also the abilities of those powerful people in the cultivation realm.

Feng You couldn't help but look a little stupid, he was hungry to supplement the knowledge of this strange world, and in his mind he imagined a group of people with flying swords and long hair fluttering fairy wind bones, and a sword swing to take people's heads thousands of miles away, only to feel that the blood began to tremble deeply.

The cold zombie bodies seemed to be dyed with a layer of excited red, and it looked so weird.

Human cultivation is to absorb the spiritual energy in heaven and earth and incorporate it into the body refining; zombie cultivation is to absorb the yin energy in heaven and earth and incorporate it into the body refining; and finally use their own power to control the charm and launch its due power.

"Damn, if only I could move my hands. Feng Qingyang said with a depressed face, and simply rubbed the booklet into the bag in his arms.

Then he cleaned the charms on the ground with his feet, and collected them all in his arms.

Looking back at the fat man's corpse again, he secretly said in his heart that it was not good, the people of the cultivation realm were extraordinary, and if they killed their two disciples, they would not be able to cause the investigation within their sect, so it was better to go first.

He covered his head with a robe, but fortunately the yellow robe was big and long enough, otherwise no one else would have to hunt him down, and the sun outside would have melted him alive.

"Thirty-six strategies for the top...... "How powerful his sixth sense is, he always feels like he is about to face some crisis. He simply took a step and jumped out of the chaotic cavern.

The yin qi in the north is very strong, and the wind is clear and stands outside the cave for a long time, and finally decides to go to the north, one of which is in the 'Maoshan Rune' to know the northern critical ghost king sect, not to mention others, just by the word ghost king, I know that place should be close to the dark and evil place.

Looking at the cave where he had lived for three months, Feng Qingyang vaguely felt that this place was a little extraordinary, because he was brought by Zombie Ancestor Yinggou. His eyes were full of deep meaning, and he looked at the cave with some reluctance.

Recalling the confusion of appearing here for the first time, the changes of the fifteenth of each month, and the subsequent meeting of the zombie ancestor Yinggou, I couldn't help but sigh a little.

Three months ago he was a famous archaeologist, but three months later he was a zombie and was about to die.

"Xiuzhen Realm, I'm here!" he howled, and then turned into a strange wind and ran towards the north.

......

Not long after he left, about two hours later, two figures came running quickly towards the cave.

One person looks at about twenty, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, red lips and white teeth, and looks handsome; one person has horizontal eyebrows and tearful eyes, and has a face with a Chinese character Fanggang, about forty, surrounded by a thick black gas between his eyebrows, and the whole person looks more like a living zombie.

The young man is the head disciple of Maoshan this generation, and Li Qingfeng, the successor of the next generation; the middle-aged man is also a big man with a head and face in Maoshan, and the deputy head of Maoshan is ruthless when he stomps his feet.

After arriving at the cave, I didn't hesitate to transfer in, only to see that there was a mess all around, and all kinds of rubble were piled up at the entrance of the cave.

At first glance, I saw a skinny man wearing only one trouser lying to the side, and both of them frowned at the same time.

"Uncle Shi, presumably this is where the bamboo pole and Zhu San send out the sound of the bird......" Li Qingfeng said ruthlessly to the cold beside him without squinting.

Leng ruthlessly didn't answer, took out the floating dust in his hand and shook it, and a force appeared out of thin air in the cave, and after a few breaths, the gravel was neatly arranged.

The rubble scattered, revealing the thin man buried inside, who looked a little miserable, and his body was crushed by the rubble to the point that he was barely human.

"Two wastes...... No wonder it has been unable to break through the foundation building period for a long time, and even a small zombie in this area can't be dealt with, and it's better to die!

The cold of the wind is given by the body, and the body of a zombie is a dead thing, so it always exudes a cold and cold atmosphere, but his soul is a human, and there is still blood flowing in his body.

And this cold and ruthless cooling is from the inside out, from the heart, you can imagine how ruthless he is, there is a good saying: ghosts eat people, it is not terrible, people eat people, it is really terrible;

Li Qingfeng, who was on the side, heard his words and there was a trace of displeasure in his eyes, and he said: "Uncle Shi is surprised by this, the two of them are stupid in qualifications, but after all, they are disciples of my Maoshan Zhengtian Sect, and now they are dead in a different place, and they have been discovered by us, so they should avenge their blood hatred." ”

"Hmph!" Leng ruthlessly snorted, noncommittal. With a fire charm, he was going to incinerate the two corpses.

"Uncle Slow!" Seeing that he was ruthless about to burn the corpse, he hurriedly waved his hand to stop it, and then stepped forward to carefully examine the fat man's body, and when he saw the two blood holes on his neck, his brows furrowed even deeper.

He stroked the hole with his fingers, and some pictures of that time flashed rapidly in his mind, and then looked at the fat man's corpse, he stood up and looked at Leng Ruthless and said: "Uncle Shi, watching this wound must be caused by a zombie, and the yin qi on the wound has not dispersed for a long time, I am afraid that it is an unusual zombie, and Zhu San's clothes have disappeared without a trace, thinking that the zombie must have developed a spiritual wisdom." ”

"Lingzhi?" Leng Wuru's heart moved, but there was no change on his face, and he secretly said in his heart: The zombies that produce spiritual wisdom are also at the level of wandering corpses, and the zombies are equivalent to the foundation building period of human beings, if they are used to refine them into their own puppets, I am afraid that their combat power will increase a lot, and they can't say the position of the sect master......

The corner of his eye swept slightly over Li Qingfeng beside him, and said, "Qingfeng is right, then without further ado, just hurry up and chase after it!"

"Wait. ”

Li Qingfeng flicked his fingers at the two corpses on the ground, and a cluster of flames suddenly burned, and within half a minute, the two of them had turned into ashes.

The two walked out of the cave and looked at the surrounding environment, looking quite dignified, their thoughts were different, but neither of them came out.

They came in a hurry before, and they didn't carefully look at the surrounding environment, but now they found that this place was particularly cold, and this was a good place to raise corpses.

"Uncle Shi, please take a look. As he spoke, he stopped the cold ruthlessness beside him, and raised his hand to point to the pile of cyan boulders that had been crushed by the wind.

"The open space here is in the trend of gossip and nine palaces, and it stands to reason that it will block the yin qi of the week, but this gossip is cold, and it is a rare gossip killing array. ”

Li Qingfeng talked eloquently, the more he looked at it, the more surprised he became, the Bagua Killing Array is a kind of fierce array naturally formed between heaven and earth, which can attract a qiē Yin spirit thing between heaven and earth, and then lock it to kill, and the Yin spirit that is killed turns into the energy of the Bagua Killing Array, and so on and so forth, it will become stronger and stronger.

Leng ruthlessly followed Li Qingfeng's gaze, his pupils were obscene, and there was an unknown light shining in them, and he nodded secretly, this is indeed a rare fierce array.

Li Qingfeng walked to the crushed cyan boulder, only to see that there was a black mark on it, which was the trace left by the fleeing Feng Qingyang.

"The eye of this gossip killing array is this cyan boulder, the boulder symbolizes heaviness and has the meaning of suppression, but this array of eyes is destroyed by something, so this big array is broken. ”

He touched and took out the black mark, took out a small wooden compass, and saw the pointer spin for a while and suddenly settle in the north. Li Qingfeng flipped it over and took back the compass.

"Just two hundred miles to the north, we hurried to catch up. ”

Saying that, the wind was under the feet of the two, and they were speeding towards the north, and the time of just a cup of tea was ten miles away.