It's the third time.

After the Gray Wing Manta and the Arctic Ice Spider, this was the third time he had seen these completely black eyes.

And the difference is that this is a human being.

Gently brushing his eyelids, a strange feeling arose in his heart, in fact, Yunmo didn't want to kill him, or rather, he didn't want to kill him so early. His original intention was just to find out friend and foe first, or he could go together in this thousand-mile Jedi.

However, the moment the man appeared around the corner, the moment his dark eyes met Yunmo's gaze.

He couldn't help but take the initiative.

It was a palpitation, like a sharp twitch in the depths of his soul, that deep jealousy, which instantly filled every corner of his body, making his body involuntarily send out offensive movements.

There is a word called "the sword first", but this time, he dropped a spear, and when he reacted, the spear was already hanging on the wall with the man's body.

It was perhaps the fastest shot of his life.

Until now, he couldn't comprehend the tension, fear, and a hint of fear in that moment.

It's like he can't understand the eagerness of the Zhangba snake spear.

However, since he had already made a move, and seeing that guy's beast-like reaction, Yunmo also extinguished his heart to have a good conversation with him, and simply killed him straightforwardly, just in case of accidents - with his current state of being blown up at the touch of his body's true qi, there was really no room for the slightest risk.

The man's black robe was tightly wrapped, but the tattered wounds on the garment exposed the hard armor within, shimmering metallicly in the glare of the ice.

Squatting down and lifting the man's robe, Yunmo became more suspicious in his heart. You must know that the monks in the world, whether they are Buddhist and Taoist ink, or monk robes, or lay people, pretentiously like scribe and scholar clothes, and those who are strong like to open their chests and arms, but only those who wear a suit of armor are extremely rare. Guy is hard to find in heaven and earth, and if he uses mortal iron to build armor, he has almost no defense, and it also slows down his own speed. Although the ancient monks occasionally had a person wearing a treasure armor, they had gradually been banned, and the only person who wore a suit of armor to defend against the enemy for hundreds of years was Yunmo alone.

Could it be that at the far end of this arctic ice field, there is still an isolated ancient monk who has passed it down?

But what's the deal with those viscerally terrifying black eyes?

Yun Mo, who stood up, stared at the corpse of the person who was sitting on the ground, and the corpse with its head hanging closed its eyes, as if it had lost the power that made people palpitate. Yunmo's fingers moved, but he finally shook his head, and cautiously left the way the man came.

Originally, with his surname of plucking the feathers, he wanted to peel off the armor on this guy's body, take it back to find someone to refine it again, add some pure gold and mythril, and create a new armor - his family Tian Ling'er has a good time, and when he is an elder brother, he has to buy a decent dowry for Xiao Nizi.

However, from his soul to his body, he was extremely resistant to this strange guy, and he finally hesitated and gave up. Thinking that he was already in the hinterland of the ice field, it was not difficult to find some good things, and the top priority was to solve the problem of true qi disorder first and restore his combat effectiveness.

However, Yunmo, who walked farther and farther, did not see that the person's body gradually hardened, becoming dry and crunchy, but like charcoal that had been completely burned, it was torn by the sharp wind like a knife, and gradually crumbled and fell to the ground piece by piece. The armor on his body spread out in disarray, revealing pieces of bone-black rotten flesh, and the rotten flesh and white bones also crumbled along with his body, turning into a black ash that floated in the wind and was carried towards the Nine Heavens.

A horizontal knife that had broken through several gaps and a piece of broken armor scattered indiscriminately on the ground, crashing into the ice with a crisp sound that echoed through the valley.

However, it was quickly covered by the strong wind blowing from the direction where Yunmo left.

Along the way, in addition to carefully guarding against other people who might appear in the canyon at any time, Yunmo has been trying to find a way to solve his true qi problem.

However, the true qi in his body seemed to have suddenly changed a kind of caste, and the destructive power became extremely strong, and every meridian in his body was cut by that sharp qi and the pain was unbearable. If Yunmo doesn't move, it's okay, it's just that the true qi of the surname has changed greatly in the process of spontaneous operation, the meridians are swollen and painful, cut and stabbed, and after a long time, he is a little accustomed to enduring; 。

That feeling was as if someone had been sealed, and an extremely sharp sword qi was rushing around in his body, and he was tormented.

After calling the Absolute Immortal Sword Soul hundreds of times to no avail, Yun Mo gave up the idea of mobilizing his true qi in a short time, thinking to himself that with the three turns of Xuan Gong, he should protect himself, and the canyon was too narrow, and if there was a change, he would not even have room to move, so he decided to go out first and find a relatively safe place to settle, and then find a way,

I don't know how long I walked, as the momentum of the sharp howling wind in the canyon weakened, the originally towering rock walls on both sides of the canyon were much lower, although it was difficult to tell whether the mountain was lowering or the terrain was rising, but Yunmo could clearly judge that he was about to leave the canyon and climb the ground above.

However, along the way, except for some swords, guns and armor scattered on the ground, he did not see a single living person—even if those weapons and armor were picked up, there was no trace of them, as if these weapons had been deliberately thrown here one by one.

This strange situation made him even more cautious, and he walked a short distance along the obvious ascending path, and the wind that poured into the canyon from above brought a sound of gold and iron intersecting!

Someone's fighting over there!

Standing at the end of the canyon, Yunmo hesitated slightly: to go or not to go?

In his current state, he was afraid that he would not be able to take care of himself rashly, but it was not safe to defend in this strange canyon, and all the enemies attacked from the front, so he did not even have a place to dodge. For a while, Yunmo couldn't come up with a more secure plan.

The choice in this world is often a two-way street, and when Yunmo is choosing whether to come in, there are also others who are choosing whether to come in.

A black-robed man who stumbled in stumbled into the ice wall on the other side of the canyon, shook and turned around, just facing Yunmo.

The moment he saw the dark eyeballs, Yunmo subconsciously raised his spear and stabbed it, but the person in front of him was much more flexible than the person who was stabbed to death by him before, and his body shook and staggered the spear of Yunmo with the two long forks in his hand, and then let out a strange cry and rushed towards him with the spear shaft.

At this time, Yunmo was most afraid of hand-to-hand combat, he used his strength, and the spear was pressed and swept away, knocking the black-robed man to a stagger, his feet slipped on the ice, and he fell to the ground and rolled twice into the canyon.

Yunmo was about to rush over and shoot a spear, but he didn't know that three black-eyed people wearing various armor swarmed at the mouth of the canyon and killed Yunmo.

Fortunately, the canyon to the entrance is extremely narrow, and at most two people can run side by side. The three of them rushed forward, but instead squeezed a little at the mouth of the valley.

Yun Mo seized the opportunity to pick up the man in the middle with a spear in his chest, and smashed his body into the person next to him, although the man used a weapon to block, but it was difficult to resist Yun Mo's divine power, and he was crushed to the ground by the corpse hanging on the spear, and the person behind him danced a sword light and pointed at it, and was dodged by Yun Mo's body with disdain. At this time, the two were extremely close, and he kicked a person and a corpse on the ground into the air, and went to the man's chest, and the man had no choice but to fly backwards to dodge, and at the same time, the sword light swirled and slashed the two people in the air to the extreme.

This man is so ruthless! Yunmo was shocked to see that he killed his own people who were in the way with an understatement, but his momentum was faster than the man's retreat, and he had already circled to his side, and while his sword was not turned, the spear swung sideways and cut off his head.

“#@@￥！”

There was a whimpering sound behind him, and Yun Mo turned around suddenly, only to see the black-clothed man who had been beaten into the canyon by him before crawling up, muttering and chanting the magic in his mouth. A black cloud of disgust emerged from front of him, conjuring up various shapes.

His body trembled, and Yunmo hurriedly dodged to the side. Fortunately, the person he had just chased after with the sword had already chased out of the mouth of the canyon, and his eyes suddenly opened up, and he hurriedly swept it to see the bright sword on the other side, and it was many people who were fighting together. It's just that the attack behind him fell, and Yunmo didn't have time to look at it, so he took advantage of the situation and dodged towards the ice wall on the side.

Before he flashed to the ice wall, he clearly saw that the man was trembling, and the black smoke he summoned had formed the shape of a strange beast, slowly occupying the narrow valley road, and he was about to pounce on him with his head and claws.

But the next moment, when Yunmo hid behind the ice wall, he could clearly see with his afterglow that the strange beast that the smoke had turned into suddenly dispersed and turned into smoke again for some reason.

When Yunmo probe looked again, he saw that the man fell to his knees silently, twitching, and gradually stopped moving.

Evil law backlash?

Or did I just beat him badly with a sweep?

Yunmo didn't have time to figure out a series of question marks in his mind, but he saw two people flying out of the fierce battle group on the other side, and after a blue light flashed and killed a person in front of him, he took advantage of the situation and slashed his head and face.

Dodging sideways, Yunmo knew that his true qi was in chaos and could not fight against the sword light, so he rubbed his body and rushed towards the attacker. However, before taking two steps, a yellow light rose and came straight out. Stretching out the spear to block it, Yunmo's body was shocked, and he hurriedly raised his head and looked at the man in the air.

"Big brother?!"