In the valley below, the corpses of monks dressed in family robes were lying all over the place, mosquitoes and flies were breeding, and the smell was extremely fishy, which made Lin Xuanqing frown. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"The corpses are rotting and the stench is wild. Depending on the situation, it should have been less than three days since they died. I don't know who can kill people under the noses of the Feng family. He walked into the valley, held his breath, leaned over to examine a corpse, and muttered to himself.

"It's dangerous here, so it's better to get out as soon as possible. ”

Lin Xuanqing instinctively felt that the danger was approaching, and raised his head suddenly, but his heart was shocked, and his face suddenly became extremely ugly.

Three hundred zhang away from him, two giant men of the iron tower appeared at some point, with dark green skin and expressionless faces. They stood there, like two huge walls, blocking his path.

"Overseas cult cultivators?"

When Lin Xuanqing saw the two of them, he immediately remembered the giant sail he saw at the edge of the Demon Sea and the monks in strange costumes who walked down from the giant sail, and his heart sank.

The two giant men of the iron tower glanced at each other, and one of the giant men said angrily: "I didn't expect there to be fish that slipped through the net here." Bring it back, Lord Witch is just missing a martyr, and this is it. ”

"Very good. In this way, we will have to run back to Funiu Mountain and take the risk of capturing other Feng disciples. The other giant man's eyes lit up and he nodded thoughtfully.

Walk!

Lin Xuanqing immediately rebounded, jumped seven or eight feet, and fled backwards.

"In front of the guards of our Wuzu Palace, no one has been able to escape yet. A giant man with a mace-like magic weapon in his hand, grinned, and suddenly appeared behind Lin Xuanqing.

The strong wind was howling, without any force blessing, but just relying on brute force, it made the space oscillate.

Boom!

The mace smashed into Lin Xuanqing's back, causing him to snort and fall out of dozens of feet.

"How can there be such terrifying power? These giants don't have the slightest aura fluctuation on the surface, and they are no different from ordinary people. However, their combat power is amazingly high......" Lin Xuanqing's heart shook wildly.

Just now, he underestimated this tower giant, and at the moment when he attacked, he just held up the body protection shield. Unexpectedly, the mace directly shattered the protective light shield and hit his lower back. A sour pain came, which made him suddenly wake up, turn around in the air, and fall to the ground, looking at the two of them with wary eyes, not daring to despise the slightest thought.

Seeing this, the giant man of the iron tower showed a slight look of surprise, as if he didn't expect Lin Xuanqing to be able to withstand his blow, but he was slightly injured. Then he turned back and winked at the other tower giant. The man was silent, but took a step forward, standing side by side with him, and drew his mace in his hand, waving it like a wind disk, and the shadow of the mace was seen in all directions.

The stick shadows in all directions, the wind swept away, and the divine power was incomparable, smashing towards Lin Xuanqing together.

Lin Xuanqing was shocked, and immediately flicked his cuffs, and a small sword appeared, and with a swing of his wrist, it suddenly turned into a giant sword that was as long as a zhang, drawing a circle in the air.

Bang!

The two maces struck the greatsword almost at the same time.

In just an instant, the Danxi Fire God Wooden Sword was shaken open, and Lin Xuanqing's mouth burst even more, and blood flowed. He was so frightened that he was about to retreat again, but his leg was hit hard, and he immediately fell to one knee. Before he could struggle any longer, another mace fell again, slamming into his back, causing the runes on his back to glow, soaring in a large area, and then crumbling away.

His lungs were shaken out of place almost instantly, and Lin Xuanqing spurted out a stream of blood.

"Take it back!"

The two big men of the iron tower were expressionless, as if they had done something insignificant, and one of them grabbed one of Lin Xuanqing's arms, and dragged him along at a staggering speed.

Lin Xuanqing was stunned by the smashing, but he had a deep understanding of these two iron tower giants. The two of them have an extremely tacit understanding, although they don't have any spiritual power fluctuations, they can destroy his defenses with a brute force, and this kind of strange cultivation really catches people off guard.

Forcing himself to calm down, Lin Xuanqing analyzed the situation in front of him in his heart. Wanting to get out of the hands of these two tower giants is tantamount to a fool's dream, and you can only take one step to calculate it for the future. Moreover, hearing the conversation between the two, it seems that the other party does not intend to kill him directly, but wants to use himself to plot a big thing. It's useless to think too much!!

The two giant tower men picked a secluded and difficult mountain road to walk, and actually went all the way in the direction of the Burial Mountain.

Soon, they were at the top of a mountain.

A giant tripod as high as more than nine zhang appeared in front of him, and near the giant tripod, dozens of iron tower men guarded the left and right. In front of the giant ding, standing was an old woman covered with gold and silver jewelry, and Lin Xuanqing had actually seen it on the giant sail. Therefore, almost immediately, he decided that this group of people was definitely an overseas cult. I wonder how they ended up in the Burial Mountain?

"Why did you capture the martyrdom so quickly?" The old woman in the strange costume spoke in a tough tone, and at first glance she was a decisive person to kill, belonging to the kind of characters who are more difficult to provoke.

"Back to Lord Witch, this son was accidentally met by the two of us before going down the mountain. Since he appeared here, he must be a disciple of the Feng family, so we checked it and brought him over. ”

The two tower giants were terrified in their hearts, and they seemed to be very jealous of the old woman.

"It turned out to be just a chance encounter. But that's fine, if you want to break the ban on the mountain of burials, ordinary methods can't work, and you have to rely on martyrdom to have a glimmer of life. The witch seemed to be extremely satisfied with Lin Xuanqing's arrival, waved his hand, and said generously. Then, with a wave of her hand, a vigorous wind swept in, and it actually suppressed the injuries in Lin Xuanqing's body in an instant.

"Dare to ask what this fellow Taoist is called?" Instead of showing any arrogance, the witch was chatting as if he was chatting with an old friend he hadn't seen for years.

Lin Xuanqing raised his eyebrows: "The surname is Lin." ”

"Hehe, Lin Daoyou should have heard it too, right? In the mountain of burial corpses, there is a heavy treasure left by my overseas witch clan, which must be recovered. I don't know if you are willing to help the old woman?"

Wu Yan smiled and looked at Lin Xuanqing kindly.

Lin Xuanqing moved his muscles and bones, and found that he could move freely. After getting up, he smiled bitterly: "Is there still a choice in the future?"

Now that he has become a prisoner of this witch, Lin Xuanqing knows to everyone how bad his situation is. Even if this witch is kind and angry, but if he has the slightest disobedience, I am afraid that a catastrophe will come.

"Daoyou is really a smart person, able to recognize the situation, judge the situation, and make the most accurate judgment. The old man smiled and praised Lin Xuanqing. (To be continued.) )