Chapter 332: Who's Food?
And the heretics in there are not like the ghosts that are usually seen, and the cultivation is not very powerful. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
It's just that it has been bothering them at the top level, where those things come from, and how to cultivate.
After this defeat, the so-called ghost clan also disappeared and never reappeared.
"Well, you mean that something similar has appeared in that realm, but you quickly extinguished the source. ”
Ji Nineteen stopped the movements in his hand and replied seriously.
"Hahaha, Brother Ji should not care about those, let's concentrate on concocting food, Shang has not eaten such game for a long time. ”
Shang Keqin was immodest and secretly touched the fat buttocks of the red willow next to him, but his eyes were fixed on the aromatic monster meat on the bonfire.
"The gluttony has been done again. ”
The red willow is disgusted, and I don't know what it means.
"Well, there's half a pillar of incense to enjoy. ”
Ji didn't ask anymore, just smeared the secret spices, and thought deeply about various possibilities in his mind.
Even the possibility that there was an alien powerhouse living in another realm in the black moon was assumed by him.
But it really makes sense.
Just when a few people were feasting, a familiar and unfamiliar ho sound suddenly sounded from outside the cliff, interrupting the eating of several people.
"Hey, I thought there could be no living objects at night in this uninhabited wilderness. Could this thing be the Tu of this realm?"
As soon as his divine sense swept down, Shang Keqin wanted Ji to cast an inquiring look.
"Hehe, what kind of Tu tribe is there, it's just those unfortunate people among our people. But there is something strange, it stands to reason that it has been cut off for nearly a hundred years to send out inferior spiritual roots. The nearby Mao people should be extinct. ”
Ji explained, and with some surprise, he scanned the several Mao people outside the cave who were wearing animal skins and holding various ore raw ore sticks.
"Are you saying that these Maoists were originally descendants of the monks in the city? They don't look like them at all, they are covered with brown and red hair, not to mention, they have obviously lost the ability to speak, and even have an untamable wildness. ”
Shang Keqin was also puzzled.
"Hehe, it seems that I waited for the bright bonfire and the aroma of barbecue to seduce them. Let's send them on our way as soon as we come, lest the walking dead spoil their bodies. ”
Ji suddenly stood up and was about to make a move, and it was obvious that something hurt him and touched a certain nerve.
"Wait, there is some kind of indescribable energy flowing among these Maoists, similar to psionic energy. Let Lao Shang study it. ”
Shang Keqin didn't wait for Ji Nineteen to respond, he stood up and waved his hands in a row, and preemptively arrested the foreign Maomin.
There weren't many Mao people who were attracted, only three or five, just hardcover, full of hair, murderous eyes, two vents with snot, and a purple mouth.
Although he is wild, he is an amiable opponent there.
One arrest and one quasi, they were all detained by him, roaring around the campfire.
With both hands, Shang had cruelly pulled out a shining lens the size of a swarthy little finger from the brain of a Mao Min's white flower.
"Hey, this seems to be a bit similar to the demon pill, and the gathering and dispersion of those energies are all achieved through this thing. ”
"Hehe, we also have a few ready-made things here, but I don't know how to use them, let alone what they are. ”
Ji Shijiu rummaged through the most inconspicuous position of the storage bag and found a small grain of almost everything that he picked out back then, and compared it with each other.
After so many times, it has not lost its luster at all, and it is not much different from the newly dug one.
"Injecting spiritual power is something to be repulsed. ”
Ji Nineteen crooked the corners of his mouth and stared at Shang, holding back his strength, and there was no way to take this thing.
"Well, it's a strange world. Looks like I'm going to have to get used to it again. ”
Shang was a little depressed, although the time was short, he had tried hundreds of methods.
"Hey, these Maomin are not more than 100 years old, at most 40 years. How come?"
Ji Nineteen, who understood the implementation strategy in the Three Holy Cities today, was even more surprised.
In this way, these Maoists were either released by someone without permission or from other places.
This is even more bizarre.
"Hahaha, Brother Ji is too worried. There are countless monks in such a large city, and that little action is normal. It's just that those people are too black-hearted, and it's also because these people are not strong. ”
Shang Keqin gave a plausible explanation.
Ji someone also had to fool him over.
However, as the de facto originator of the exercises that sounded very domineering, he still felt a little uncomfortable.
Giving these Mao people who had lost their nature a whole corpse, and then burying them under the cliff with a bang, is what he can do now.
After doing this, he sighed and sat down cross-legged, and he no longer wanted to touch any food.
Something inescapable of responsibility fell on his head.
When they opened their eyes again, the sun was already shining, and several people walked away with great tacit understanding, exploring the spiritual veins of Lingfeng.
After a long time, I don't know how many miles a few people flew out, and finally a spiritual peak full of aura met them unexpectedly.
Just when Ji Nineteen was about to perform his newly learned mountain-moving technique, a majestic shout came from the distance, "Slow."
Several of them raised their eyebrows and looked in the direction of the sound.
With considerable speed, ten light clusters instantly arrived in front of several people's eyes, revealing their true bodies.
The costume is uniform, with a small sword logo on the cuffs, and a pure green robe, which is the same dress for both men and women.
It's just that how to recall it also makes Ji Nineteen unable to remember this incident, and the standard dress of the powerful forces in the city.
Could it be a new rising force?
This thought only then swirled in Ji Nineteen's mind, and the person who had just drunk on the other side began to speak again.
"This Spirit Peak is the eleventh one that my Crazy Sword Sect has found this time, fellow Daoists, please leave early. ”
I've seen something unreasonable, but I've never seen something so unreasonable.
'Mad Sword Gate?'
It's even more unheard of, unheard of, when will the forces appear?
is still so arrogant and unreasonable.
When I went out of the city, it was obvious that I wasn't with them all the way.
It seems that I have been away for too long, and I don't know the pattern of this city very thoroughly.
"Uh, are you sure you found it first?"
Ji is not a person who is afraid of things now, let alone a few people around him.
"Aha, boy, I say yes, I say no, I don't. Can you still nibble on grandpa?"
The strong man in green clothes raised his eyebrows and looked cold, and his mouth was wide. After speaking, he swept a few people with disdain.
It was cold, and his eyes actually flashed a hint of surprise.
The people behind him were even more giggling and staring at Ji Nineteen or so people, and several huge divine senses were covered, wanting to get off the horse. (To be continued.) )