Youquan's words made Chen Zheng realize that the White Bone Yin Wind Technique was by no means as simple as building a foundation. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info hurriedly said: "Thank you for your guidance, disciple keep it in mind." Today, the disciple is seeking advice from the head of the academy on the method of dispelling evil spirits. ”

"Oh, someone has been injured by the Yin Sha Gong?"

"The master of the courtyard is clear, and the disciple begs the master of the court to be merciful and inform the way to rescue!"

Youquan smiled and said: "I, the head of the academy, have the responsibility of maintaining my disciples, and I am infected with evil spirits, and life and death may be unpredictable for others, but in my Huangquan Holy Sect, it is not worth mentioning. In the upper reaches of the Lost River, there is a forget-you-forget grass, supplemented by the white bone flower of the wild ghost crossing, and the soup is boiled in yellow spring water, and drinking it can dissolve the evil spirit. ”

"Thank you for telling me, the disciple is going to look for the Forgetfulness Grass and the White Bone Flower!"

Chen Zheng rescued people in his heart, bowed to Youquan and bowed, and then turned to leave.

"The wild ghosts and tidal flats are paved with white bones, and the souls in the lost river are crying. ”

These are the two sentences that the outside world describes the Huangquan Demon Sect, depicting the image and describing the hell demon cave vividly. I don't know how many people in the world have been brutally killed by the Huangquan Demon Sect, throwing corpses and wild ghosts, piling up white bones and paving a tidal flat, and how many unjust souls are crying day and night in the lost river, the four words of the Huangquan Demon Sect are the nine hells of the world for the righteous path of the world, and I don't know how many people think about bulldozing it day and night.

However, until now, the Huangquan Demon Sect is still standing on the Yin Mountain, and it is constantly growing.

There is a miserable fog on the Lost River, the line of sight is not more than ten meters away, the miserable white mist contains the yin and evil atmosphere of the bones and flesh, the river is extremely poisonous, the living people fall into it, within a moment or three, they will be melted by the river, and the bones will not exist.

Chen Zheng flew upstream along the Lost River, through the miserable fog, he saw the rapid turbulence of the Lost River, and the rumbling sound of flowing water, like a magic sound, if it weren't for the fact that he was not what he used to be, and he had the white bones and yin wind to protect his body, I am afraid that his mind would be confused, and he would not know how to sink into the Lost River, and his body and mind would be destroyed.

The water of the Lost River was turbid, the water seemed to be mixed with yellow sand, and it was turbid yellow, and countless terrible bones were ground into powder and withdrawn into the river, and the river was tumbling, and countless white foams appeared.

The upper reaches of the Lost River, have been far away from the Yinfeng Mountain for thirty or forty miles, the poor mountains and bad waters, along the banks are covered by white mist, there are no plants on the mountain that can grow, the black mountain rocks are exposed, the strange stones stand in a forest, look through the white mist, as if countless monsters are hiding on the mountain.

The closer Chen Zheng got upstream, the thicker the fog became, and he gradually smelled a rancid smell, mixed with a hint of sweetness, like sarin poison. The mountain road was rugged, and plants appeared, black strange pines, dry and leafless, like scorched weeds, swallowing poisonous gases in the white mist.

"Sure enough, it's a demon path giant cave, ordinary people come here, and they will be poisoned if they are not scared to death. ”

Chen Zheng suddenly relaxed and watched, his ears trembled imperceptibly, as if he heard something.

Pang Wenjun seriously injured Cao Jin with his Yin Evil Skill, and speculated that someone must have come back here to pick the Forget Worry Grass, and he had already set up manpower here to prepare to ambush the comers.

The Huangquan Demon Sect kidnaps a group of teenagers from the outside world every year, and after cruel selection, they select the best of the best, select the entry, and become outer disciples. Therefore, there were thousands of disciples living in Yin Feng Mountain, and the competition was fierce, and they even did not hesitate to secretly kill their fellow disciples in order to eliminate competitors.

There are many tasks suitable for outer disciples to take, but there are not many cost-effective ones, and for these high-quality tasks, all outer disciples are competing.

After Pang Wenjun went to Yinfeng Mountain, he relied on the support of the disciples of the upper courtyard to gather a group of disciples, and often made it difficult for Chen Zheng and Cao Jin and his group, and the two sides fought openly and secretly. After practicing the exercises, the methods became more and more severe, and they were ruthless and vicious.

"Pang Tou is really, I just call our brothers to ambush here, who will come to this place where birds don't. As far as his clever calculation is concerned, it is said that Cao Fatzi's people will come here to pick the forget-worry grass, so that we have suffered a lot here. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, you missed the big thing of Pangtou, be careful that you can't eat and go!"

"Brother Zhou, as long as we kill Cao Fat's people, will Pang Tou really reward each of us with one hundred merit points?"

Brother Zhou was just about to answer, his expression suddenly froze, his index finger was put on his mouth, and he said in a "shhhh ”

Chen Zheng vaguely heard a trace of movement, the blood in his eyes flashed, stopped and carefully investigated, there was nothing abnormal, Wu Zi was not at ease, slowly moved forward, his mind was together, the white bone true qi was gurgling in the meridians, and one hand was pressed on the handle of the knife.

"Discovered!"

"Kill!" Brother Zhou shouted, his body was like a bird falcon, he jumped up violently, swept out several meters, opened his five fingers, and grabbed Chen Zheng's face with one claw.

Chen Zheng drew the knife out of the sheath, and with a "bang", the steel knife met the claw shadow under the cover, Brother Zhou was extremely confident in his claw technique, and when he saw this knife coming, the knife was fluttering and weird, and he didn't take it to heart. Who knew that suddenly a yin and evil aura hit his face, his face suddenly changed, he was in mid-air, unable to focus, and hurriedly turned his claws into palms and slapped at the knife face.

Bang! The swords and palms struck, and Brother Zhou snorted.

A pure and powerful true qi passed through the palm of his hand and drilled directly into his arm, and his body leaned back with the huge sword strength. Brother Zhou took advantage of the situation to turn over and jump, taking a few steps back, and at this moment there was a sharp pain in his arm, as if it was burned by poisonous fire, and his flesh and bones turned into blood, and he kept gasping in pain.

The well-designed ambush, I didn't expect to catch the chicken and lose a handful of rice, Brother Zhou endured the bone-like pain, and shouted: "Pierce your hands, all together!"

Brother Zhou's cultivation is impermanence, it is the first-class practice of the Huangquan Holy Sect, after taking refuge in Pang Wenjun, he mixed a lot of merit points, and exchanged for a ghost claw hand, this martial art contains three claws and two palms, with impermanence, I dare not say that he is invincible in the world among the disciples of the same outer sect, but it is also difficult to find opponents, and those who can match him, but there are only a few! Although Fang Cai's palm changed in a hurry, it also contained his seven or eight success powers, and he was repelled by this person's sword, and his arm was invaded by the opponent's true qi, and his bones and flesh were eroded, and his combat power was greatly reduced in the blink of an eye.

Whoosh!

Before Brother Zhou's words fell, two figures rushed out, surrounding Chen Zheng from three directions.

"It's Chen Zheng!"

"Hasn't this kid been missing for more than ten days, didn't he say that he was killed, how could he suddenly appear?"

"Don't talk nonsense, kill this kid!"

Before the third person's voice fell, a silver light drew out in Chen Zheng's hand, which brought a sharp sound in the air, and the knife light went straight to the injured Brother Zhou. This knife slashed through the air, and the surrounding white mist was divided, forming an obvious white mark, which was extremely powerful, and it was definitely not something that flesh and blood could compete with.

Brother Zhou's face changed drastically, he didn't dare to take it hard, he hurriedly moved to dodge, his body was flexible, and he obviously learned more than one martial art. Seeing that Chen Zheng didn't say a word, the other two suddenly attacked, and shouted in unison: "Boy, don't be arrogant, eat Lao Tzu's knife." ”

can be sent out by Pang Wenjun, the three of them are not mediocre hands, each of them has practiced at least one martial art, and their strength is so strong that they can be called masters among the disciples of the same outer sect.

Chen Zheng's hand rose and fell, and the three of them reacted quickly, but Chen Zheng's knife was faster. Without waiting for the two behind him to surround Wei and save Zhao's plan to succeed, the steel knife in his hand turned into a piece of training and slashed down.

Poof!

The blade entered the flesh, making a sound of defeat in the middle, Brother Zhou grabbed the blade of the knife in his hand, his eyes widened, and he didn't believe that he couldn't even catch Chen Zheng's knife.