After a while, the disciple's eyes, nose, mouth, as long as anything that could crawl out, were all crowded with insects of different sizes, and he turned his gaze, and the situation of the other disciple was also the same. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

A terrible scream came from the mouths of the two disciples, and in a few moments, they were like rotting corpses, crawling with black insects, densely packed, until finally they stopped struggling, and the black insects had been twisted into pimples.

This kind of disgusting scene, Lan Feng saw it for the first time, and he already hated insects, his stomach suddenly rolled, but he still controlled his reaction, his eyes were retracted from the two bloody corpses, and he looked at the blood Gu in a complicated manner.

"Thorns. ”

Blood Gu's mouth opened slightly, stretched out a tongue similar to a frog, and placed it in his hand, a cold stinging pain, the nerves that passed from his palm to his brain, made him tremble involuntarily.

Without paying attention, the two corpses had turned into skeletons, and the countless insects on them, with bulging bodies, seemed to have reached saturation, but their mental state did not seem to be very good, and they even appeared in a state of sleep.

Lan Feng was surprised, the cold feeling in his palm suddenly disappeared, and when he looked down, he saw that the tongue of the blood Gu had extended to the skeleton, quickly sweeping over the countless black insects.

The saturated black worm seemed to be vulnerable, as long as it was touched by the tongue, it instantly turned into a puddle of black water, which was absorbed by the long tongue of the blood Gu.

This speed is very fast, and after a while, there are only four bloodstained skeletons left on the wet ground, there is no suspense, here, in addition to Jiang Qian, the palace master of the Yufu Palace, there is also a fragmented black skeleton, which is the former sect master of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, Ji Mingjie.

The reason why he had such an end was very simple, because he was highly poisoned and became the favorite food of the Gu worms.

Lan Feng showed a melancholy look on his face, and at this moment, there was a heart-piercing pain in his arm, and the blood Gu disappeared into the blood vessels, and finally returned to his dantian.

But what made him feel strange was that the Gu worm was no longer as active as before, and it floated quietly in the dantian like a gossamer, and finally turned into a cocoon.

"What's going on?" Lan Feng frowned strangely, and said to himself in his heart: "Master is right, after the blood Gu builds the foundation, it can defeat the foundation building period cultivator in an instant, hundreds of years ago, I ate the fruits of spring and autumn in the Netherworld, and just drank the rain refined by the red scorpion poison, it should also be a pill." ”

He still had a lot of unknowns about the Blood Gu, and as for why it turned into a cocoon when it was knotted, this was something that Lan Feng couldn't understand. Now that the mad master is gone, he has no place to ask, so he can only bury this doubt in his heart.

The cycle of cause and effect is not groundless, since it can form a cocoon, then one day it will break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly.

Ethereal Element, Mo Li, Zuo Xiang, Li Yu, little villain, there are so many people, he is waiting all the time, and now, there is another Blood Gu.

Lan Feng's expression was cold and ruthless, in his eyes, everything that had just happened had been scattered with the wind without a trace. The world is hot and cold, this cultivation world of the weak and the strong, he accepts.

The cold glint in his eyes flickered, and with a slight grasp of his hand, the three skeletons on the ground except for Ji Mingjie slowly floated up, trembling violently a few times, and instantly turned into a little starlight, and finally disappeared with the wind.

Lan Feng pondered for a moment, glanced at the place where Ji Mingjie's bones were, waved his hand lightly again, sighed lightly, turned around and walked into the main hall in the center, and the door closed with a "snap".

The wind blows the wicker, and the rain hits the iron and falls.

Through the bleak faint moonlight, it can be seen that a simple lonely tomb has been erected next to the cycad tree, and on the tombstone in front of the tomb, there are deliberately a few beautiful and handsome small words, "The tomb of the former sect master Ji Mingjie." ”

This night seemed extremely long for the mortal disciples who had been hiding in the Imperial Wind Hall all night.

When the sky was white, the fear in the eyes of these disciples had not disappeared, and after Ji Mingjie let out a few roars last night, there were bursts of sword roars, and it didn't take long for the sword sound to disappear, and it rained again, until the wind and rain stopped suddenly, but then, there was a dead silence all around, and even the sound of the wind could not be heard.

This kind of atmosphere is so weird.

At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open, and I saw a young man in his twenties breaking through the door, panting and saying, "I...... I inquired. ”

"What happened last night?" one of the disciples quickly stood up, a look of urgency in his eyes.

"Liu Xiaosan, you should say it quickly, dumb!" the other disciple frowned and walked out of the corner.

"Aren't they all shrunken turtles last night? Why are you all starting to find out the root now, you are the boss, why don't you check it yourself?" Liu Xiaosan's eyes showed dissatisfaction, he took a few breaths again, and said helplessly: "You have to let me breathe a sigh of relief." ”

The faces of the disciples who had just been urging changed slightly, and they were speechless.

After a while, Liu Xiaosan finally relented, stopped selling the guanzi, and said directly: "I learned from a gray sword disciple that a sect wanted to occupy our sect last night, but it was wiped out!"

"What do you mean. The oldest middle-aged man among the mortal disciples paused slightly, and then asked, "Our sect won?"

"Otherwise, if we lose, you and I will already be in different places, how can we still have the opportunity to talk here. Liu Xiaosan narrowed his eyes and took a deep breath, obviously feeling very glad that he was still alive.

When the remaining disciples heard this, their frightened and worried expressions disappeared in an instant, and immediately after, bursts of cheers came from the entire Imperial Wind Palace.

"Master Ji is mighty, and he will not be defeated in a hundred battles!"

"It is worthy of the famous Ten Thousand Swords Sect, it seems that this time, I, Wen Bu, did not choose the wrong sect. ”

"Haha, head Ji ......"

"Shut up!" A sharp roar came out of Liu Xiaosan's throat, and those disciples who were cheering stopped one after another, and their eyes all focused on Liu Xiaosan.

You must know that among all the new disciples, only Liu Xiaosan is the most eccentric, but he has a characteristic, that is, under normal circumstances, he will not lose his temper.

"If you want to die, don't bother me. Liu Xiaosan frowned, with a look of indignation.

"Brother Liu, what you said is a little inexplicable, why are we involved in you?" One of the seventeen or eighteen-year-old black-faced teenagers had doubts in his eyes.

"Yes, we are praising the head of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, is this also wrong?" another young man of medium stature asked in his tone.

Liu Xiaosan's eyes flashed, and he raised his eyebrows and said, "You mean Ji Mingjie?"

The black-faced young man's eyes narrowed, and he scolded angrily: "Bold Liu Xiaosan, you dare to call the head of the house by his name, be careful that I expose you!"

"There you go. Liu Xiaosan showed a smile on his face, and then shook his head, "But there should be no chance." ”

"What do you mean?"

"He's dead. Liu Xiaosan said lightly.