Volume 1 Southern Boys Chapter 167: Tailgating and Ghost Hand Movements
I don't know how long time has passed, at this time Chifeng Town is the night when the wind is high, dark clouds are dense in the sky, quietly wandering above the night, and so far the funeral night has been in the other floor next to them, peeping at all their conversation.
Finally, when the crowd had dispersed, the night of the funeral had left with them, and the streets of the town were now sparsely populated, and the patrols were not as frequent as before.
The funeral night followed it, and the six people dispersed immediately, and the funeral night followed a big man in the middle of the spirit realm to hide on the eaves behind him, quietly observing.
Descend to a secluded alley on the border between food and housing and is the perfect place to prepare for a funeral night.
"What man!?" The big man suddenly felt a chill in his back, and what the soul sense probed felt was clearly a very pure and powerful soul power.
I saw that he was scolding, turned around, and found that behind him was a young man in Xuanyi with golden eyes.
And before he could come to his senses, an arrow step in the night of the burial struck him with its maximum soul power output.
"Boom!"
The sound of the object hitting the wall suddenly exploded, and I saw the big man's painful feet floating wildly on the wall, and he seemed to be being held by the ghost hand in the throat of the funeral night.
"If you don't want to die, be honest. Funeral Night said in a deep voice, and as he spoke, the ghost hand holding his jaw on his throat seeped out to the big man's body again with soul power, and the hot and humid soul power of the water attribute burned his entire body.
"Ahh
The big man couldn't help but let out a cry of pain, but although he wanted to cry out for help, he was indeed stuck in his throat by the burial night.
"What are you going to do?!" The big man squirmed the corners of his mouth with difficulty and said, "There is a soul shadow stone monitoring outside this alley, if you kill me, you are challenging the authority of Chifeng Town, and you will be difficult to get rid of it yourself." ”
"Hehe, don't worry, since I dare to do it, I naturally have room for a backhand. After hearing this, he sneered.
As he said, he had already activated the water mist technique long before he started, although this diffuse fog could not completely cover his whole body, he still had absolute confidence in creating a blurred projection, hiding his identity, and the funeral night.
When the big man heard this, with almost suffocating strength, he begged for mercy with a pale face, "Don't, don't kill me, whatever you want, I'll give it to you... I beg you to spare my life!"
He was really scared at the moment, at this time Dahan was already completely convinced that he could strangle himself to death with this unknown young man in front of him. That is, it was only a minute later, and under the highly concentrated mental detection, he also discovered the dense fog created by the water mist technique on the night of the funeral.
Hearing this, he looked at him with an indifferent expression, and after half a ring, the strength of the ghost hand was withdrawn, and the big man immediately collapsed from mid-air to the wall, emitting a painful dull color.
He raised his head with difficulty, and when he saw the face of the burial night again, his whole body trembled from instinct, and those demonic eyes were looking directly at him, as if his whole body had been eaten to death by this young man.
"Xu Zhen, right!" And just as he was gasping, the sound of the funeral night sounded like an abyss in his heart.
Trembling, thinking carefully that he hadn't provoked any enemies recently, the big man Xu Zhen hurriedly responded, "The little one is here!"
But when he heard the words of the funeral night, he no longer dared to have the slightest speculation, his brain was almost blank at this time, and the whole person was in a state of confusion.
Looking at the semi-paralyzed and docile Xu Zhen beside him, Fu Ye said, "Tomorrow you go to the Linfu stronghold where you pull out the order flag, what is the level of strength on the other side?"
When Xu Zhen heard this, although he was confused, he was afraid that he would reply truthfully without thinking, "I don't dare to confirm this little one, but I roughly estimate that there is a soul master in the early stage of the Spirit Manifestation Realm and four insiders in the late stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm." ”
The gentle night breeze blew, and the funeral night continued: "Where is the specific location of the stronghold?"
Although he heard the general direction from it, he didn't know where the specific location of the northern stronghold of Linfu was, and at this time he confirmed, the corners of his mouth twitched, with a hint of solemnity, "I need a specific and detailed location." ”
When Xu Zhen heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then after a few seconds of silence, he organized his language and spoke, "The stronghold of Linfu that I will go to with Peng Li and Brother Li Wu tomorrow is in the Flying Snake Ridge of Chifeng Mountain, and the specific location is in the northeast direction five kilometers away from Chifeng Town. ”
Flying Snake Ridge is close to the end of the eastern part of Fox Wolf Ridge, is almost completely controlled by the Lin Mansion, and this has also gone through several battles of large and small scales, because the base occupied by the Flying Snake Ridge occupied by the Lin Mansion is the original territory of other forces, and some forces are not satisfied, the Flying Snake Ridge stretches for nearly half a hundred square kilometers of land, and the mountains stand in a significant corner of Chifeng Mountain, which can be described as an important strategic place in the east to the Xinggu City section.
In the old alley, Funeral Night stood up and shook his ghost hand and replied, "What is the specific time you have agreed." ”
In fact, he had already spied on this information in the floor at that time, but he still confirmed it again in a safe way.
"Tomorrow is the beginning of the day. Xu Zhen replied
"Good!" Funeral Night got the answer he wanted, and he was satisfied.
I saw him take a step forward, and Xu Zhen looked at the approaching steps of the funeral night, hurriedly curled up, his heart was pounding, and he said stupidly, "Young man spare his life, young man spare his life!"
Funeral Night stepped forward, Wen Wen's hidden soul energy quietly condensed in the ghost's hands through the meridians, "Don't worry, I won't kill you, but..."
On the night of the funeral, a knife went down and hit him on the back of the neck so hard that the latter immediately fainted, "But, you still have to be quiet here for a few days." ”
I didn't want to kill him on the night of the funeral, because after all, this was Chifeng Town, and if someone died for no reason, there might still be external hidden dangers, and it might be a good choice for Xu Zhen to sleep for a day.
Immediately, Funeral Night carried his body under the tiles of a wall beam, and after everything was processed, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the night sky in the dark clouds.
"Flying Snake Ridge? Maybe it could be the beginning of digging into the secrets of Chifeng Mountain. Funeral Night muttered.
At this time, he was obviously not afraid of Xu Zhen's other strange situations after waking up, and exposing his identity.
From the very beginning of his follow-up, Funeral Night invisibly used the water mist technique to hide his traces, and his black Xuanyi battle robe was shrouded in the dark night of water mist, invisibly covering his figure, and from the very beginning of the Funeral Night's attack on Xu Zhen, he launched the power of the Eagle Eye and the power of the Ghost Hand.
After sealing the latter's soul power, his consciousness was instantly shattered, causing Xu Zhen to lose his will to fight in less than a few seconds. And this is also the refining method of the funeral night selection.
Soon the funeral night followed the original road, and returned to the residence in the commercial area, at this moment the inn was already in a semi-closed state, and the funeral night returned to the guest room where he lived through the eaves window with the key.
"Flying Snake Ridge, it looks like there will be another fierce battle tomorrow. ”
The complexion of the funeral night was covered with a layer of helplessness, and he immediately completely restrained the soul power released, locked the door of the room, and came to the window to look at the rolling black clouds.
Stripped off his clothes, Funeral Night sat cross-legged at the head of the bed, looking at his dark red ghost hands with the help of a glimmer of light outside the window.
"Ghost hand, ghost hand, are you a blessing or a curse?!"
At this time, the funeral night no longer thought much about what would happen tomorrow, but looked back and forth at his black, red and dark arm.
Since the old man possessed the body, coupled with the effect of quenching the body, every time late at night, his ghost hand has not been as painful as before.
And with the generation of battles, with every battle between the Funeral Night and the Soul Person, the Funeral Night has become completely dependent on the ghost hand, and this has also been beaten by the elder, and he vaguely remembers that the old man who is not serious at this time admonished him: The ghost hand may be a blessing or a disaster for him, and it is best not to rely entirely on the power of the ghost hand.
Elder Zun's words are indeed not unreasonable, you must reach the Soul King realm at the age of 20 or so, and if you are used to using the power of the ghost hand in the battle that occurs in the cultivation and the battle again, then if the battle with the ghost hand is launched, the ghost hand cannot be used at that time, and this kind of transformation in the way of fighting that seems to have formed muscle memory may become an important reason for the defeat of the funeral night.
"I'm still too weak now, if I face a soul realm soul with soul power armor, the battle is still very difficult!"
With a huff in his heart, the eyes of the funeral night became hot, and after suddenly meditating, he began to concentrate his soul power cultivation to a high degree, and quickly entered the state to repeatedly swallow the external elements.
The soul veins also seemed to begin to disperse under the consciousness of the burial night, and the loosening of the shackles and the other burial night's whole body felt a burst of heat.
I saw that the soul power visible to the naked eye slowly hovered in the air behind the funeral night, and after a sudden second, the external elements were actually embodied into a blue-white soul power light ball, and the capillary blood pores of the entire body of the funeral night were expanded under the soft warm temperature.
His heart immediately moved, and the funeral night quickly concentrated his spiritual power, and began to swallow this small ball of soul light in the release of soul power, and in his inner excitement, he saw that the blood-colored red qi of the ghost hand began to be released involuntarily.
"This is?!"
Funeral Night quickly pressed his left arm with his right hand for the first time, only to see that the soul light on the ghost's hand was still beating, and he felt that there was an abyssal giant mouth in the ghost's hand, which was quietly and invisibly absorbing the soul power emitted by his own soul.
"Uhhhhh
"How can it feel like this again!?"
He sneered and twitched, muttering in his heart while the meridians of the entire arm connected to the ghost hand beat wildly, as if something existed in the ghost hand and wanted to break free!