Chapter 141: Cloud Desolate Monster Clan

The voice came along with the breeze in the pit of Weeping Underground, and the distance should be more than twenty miles away. I don't know how many Explosive Flame Talismans were used to clear the way and make such a loud noise.

The speed of going here is also quite fast. In just this instant, I've come a hundred feet closer to where I live.

Zong Shou's expression remained unchanged, he was still calm and composed, quietly waiting for the dark epiphyllum in front of him to thank him.

Even the last trace of petals withers and fades. In the heart of the flower, there were finally three strawberry-like black fruits protruding out little by little.

Just when the three black mulberry fruits were about to fall to the ground, Zong Shou caught them.

The dark epiphyllum is highly poisonous, but this spiritual fruit is not poisonous. On the contrary, it is fragrant and attractive.

Zong Shou received it and immediately put it into a porcelain jar. Then, without hesitation, he used two spiritual methods specially designed to eliminate the sound vibration and smell, turned around and left with Chuxue.

It's just that he had just walked five or six miles away, and before he got close to the deep pit he opened, the human voice that came from earlier was already very close at hand. Another branch of the tunnel washed out by this underground stream quickly approached, and the distance was only two miles away.

Hearing the approaching footsteps, Zong Shou raised his eyebrows, and then felt helpless.

With the speed of these people, if you want to avoid it, you can't avoid it. If you go on like this, you will be discovered sooner or later.

Those breaths that kept approaching were never restrained and concealed. Many of them are strong. In addition to a few innate warriors, there are even spiritual masters and martial arts masters who have left their bodies.

He is carrying a treasure at the moment, and it is obviously even more unwise to get in touch with it.

With four wide eyes, Zong Shoutu's heart skipped a beat. Looking up, there is a natural depression in the dome.

After contemplating for a while, Zong Shou once again cast a "Sound-absolute Art" and a "Silent Spirit Talisman". The fluctuations and sounds of spiritual energy here were temporarily silenced. Then he grabbed the first snow and stretched the dome vertically. Those three stone puppets are climbing up. Put their hands and feet into the earth and rocks above them. After that, they change their bodies. In just a moment, they are no different from ordinary granite. cover up.

The two had just hid, covering their aura. From the deliberately hidden gap, I saw a group of figures, coming from the other corner one after another.

The two people in the front were all wearing heavy armor, as if they were military generals, and their steps were extremely heavy, but they were all innate.

After the two, there was another middle-aged man.

Wearing a green robe, there are faint black spirit patterns on his hands and neck, and the movement of the lines seems to be a spirit formation, extending all the way to his cheeks.

A blue flame hangs above the head, illuminating the cave as if it were bright day, but it has a somewhat gloomy atmosphere

Next to this person is a five-year-old man. His hair was dark red, and his eyes seemed to be filled with electricity, giving him a bit of a fierce and bandit look.

And just behind these few people, there are also twenty nine-veined secret martial artists. Another group of people in a state of distress were dragged by these martial artists with chains to walk.

Most of them have the characteristics of monsters, to varying degrees. Or they have animal ears, or they have animal tails, or they have thick hair. But all of them are covered with scars, only some broken steps cover their bodies. Hands and feet are fully shackled. Some of the burly ones were even nailed with steel nails, piercing through the joints and bones, or directly breaking the tendons of the hands and feet.

Most of them can only barely keep up with their hands and feet. If they slow down a little, they will be whipped by those secret martial artists.

Chuxue's body tensed up immediately. Zong Shou also frowned. These people who were shackled were all monsters.

Then his gaze turned to the few people in front of him. There is nothing worth noting about those two innate martial artists.

Not only is it not as good as killing Li Xieling with 100,000 blood, but it is also far behind 'Gui Jian, Ren Qianchou and others.

At most, it was at the same level as the unknown old man surnamed Mi in Demon Corpse Mountain in Blood Spirit Valley.

Only the strong Wuzong and spiritual master need a little attention. The former's aura is fierce and steady, his aura and blood are tyrannical, and his martial arts have clearly reached a certain level.

And that spiritual master must be from a famous sect, or his teacher must be a powerful person in the world.

The spiritual array on his body was obviously created by a spiritual master above the Sun Tourist Realm. Paint the celestial talisman on his body, and once he travels at night, he can master certain celestial talisman spirits in advance.

This is similar to the spirit seed of the sky talisman left by Patriarch Lingyun, but the latter's method is more clever.

And this generation of painted external spiritual talismans, unless it is someone who trusts and is very close, it must not be done! Either his teacher or his relatives.

These two were quite difficult to deal with, and the twenty secret martial artists behind them also acted in the same way, with excellent armor.

He was able to kill Li Xieling that day, but he didn't have much confidence in dealing with the siege of these people.

The middle-aged spiritual master just walked out of the fork, and suddenly stopped, and looked around suspiciously.

And the old man also stopped, with a look of expectation on his face: "Why did Mr. Mingjue stop, but what did you find?"

Na Mingjue shook his head, still watching carefully. After a while, he shook his head and said: "It may be my illusion. The change of spiritual energy here seems to be unnatural. The place where the forked road and the air flow meet is really too big. It's been quieter"

The old man was a little disappointed, and then thoughtful: "Speaking of which, I just had a spiritual sense, and I also feel that there is something wrong here.

After careful remote sensing with divine sense, there is nothing unusual about this place except for the silence of spiritual energy. Most of them are formed naturally. Looking at the distribution of spirit stones here, they seem to be a little rare. "

Na Mingjue didn't let go of his doubts, his brows were still furrowed, as if he was stretching his mind and sweeping around. Then he only heard the old man's tone change, and said with great emotion: "But this time, it's really thanks to Mr. Mingjue, if Mr. hadn't used this blood element fingering technique. I, Dou Lingzhen, was almost kept in the dark, almost I just thought that there is really only a small Tier 1 vein here. Hehe, no wonder that division Lianhai would spend so much money to compete with me. We will use more than 500,000 soldiers, and invite several Ten innate powerhouses, come and attack my Fenghua City! I really want to thank Mr. Mingjue this time."

Hearing this, Ming Jue was distracted, and gave a special smile: "Thank you, but we don't need to, our Demon Banner Sect doesn't help the city lord just for nothing. Only the city lord Dou, keep in mind the previous discussion!"

Zong Shou's eyes flickered slightly. Since the old man who called himself Dou Lingzhen was the city lord of Fenghua City, the Shi Lianhai in his words must be the city lord of Lianhai City.

The Demon Banner Sect also has some background, although it is not as strong as the Ten Holy Lands and Nineteen Spirit Palaces, the sect is not weak. The combined effects of all the spiritual lands occupied are not inferior to those ranked last among the Nineteen Spiritual Palaces. There are also quite a few mortal body-shaping spiritual masters and Wu Zun-level powerhouses in the door.

However, this sect is one of the most authentic demon sects.

I just heard Dou Lingzhen laugh out loud, expressing his boldness: "Naturally! This Lingshi mine should be above the second level, a medium vein. All future output will be divided into 80/20. My Fenghua City 2 , You Demon Banner Zongba! You will never break your promise. But Lianhai City, and the hidden sword villa behind this city, still need your noble sect to help me fight back."

The last few words clearly reveal a bit of inquiry. It's so clear and indifferent - it's not worth it. Suddenly, he grabbed it with his hand, and caught all the monsters with tiger patterns in front of him. A few claw chains came out of the sleeves, and with a button and a lift, the skulls of several people were broken. Between the brains, it seemed as if a bloody bug was writhing.

With Mingjue and Lingjue again, the heads of these demon clansmen immediately burst into flames of blood, and the pit was filled with painful hissing sounds.

But for a moment, the blood flame spread all over the body again. And in the hands of Taoist Ming Jue, there was also a ball of blood, which was scattered in his palm. indefinite.

After a few breaths, Mingjue's eyes showed disappointment: "Weird, I searched earlier, and the mine core is near here. But I have used the blood element fingering technique to check several times here, but I still can't tell the direction. .”

Glancing behind him again, a hint of worry flashed across Mingjue's eyes: "There are not many raw materials, and you can only use them twice at most. If you can't find them, you can only give up temporarily."

Dou Lingzhen also frowned: "If you need blood spirits, there are many hungry people outside my Fenghua City. Just let me take it for you."

"City Master Dou is kind, and Ming is determined to accept it! But my blood element refers to the spirit technique, but it is not that simple."

Na Mingjue shook his head lightly: "The blood spirit sacrifices required for this method must have a certain level of cultivation. The stronger the spirituality of the material, the more effective it is. Therefore, these monster races are the best, and these people are fused with the blood of ancient gods and beasts. , and the preservation is extremely complete, it is the best choice to use the blood element fingering technique!"

"So that's how it is!" Dou Lingzhen showed a dazed look, and then burst out laughing: "Speaking of these monster races, it's really funny. It's not good to be a human being, but you want to be with those beasts and fuse the blood of those beasts. No different from beasts? Even their temperament is similar to those wild beasts, ferocious and savage. Speaking of which, the old man has been wondering why all the sects don’t work together to completely exterminate these monsters.”

Before he could finish his sentence, all the secret martial artists around him laughed lightly, slightly mocking.

Chuxue was already trembling when she heard it and couldn't control it, and she almost exploded at this moment. There was flame in his eyes, and he was powerless with grief and indignation.

Zong Shou was also silent for a while. According to those remnants of historical records, in the era of Yunhuang, the ancient human race did not have all advantages. Countless beasts ran rampant in Yunhuang, and there were also alien races from other realms invading.

In the early days of Yunhuang, the human race was almost extinct. Some of these strong human beings, unwilling to be reconciled to the fate of extinction, took the initiative to fuse the essence and blood of various divine beasts, and only then barely regained their disadvantages.

Afterwards, after dozens of generations, the descendants of these people, as well as the strong ones who joined one after another, suffered hundreds of millions of casualties, and fought in all directions, which established the exclusive status of the human race.