Chapter 130 Walking with Monsters
The weird thing in the body of the old woman in the store was obviously no match for the young man. After a few more moves, she was pierced through the body with a sword.
The monster retreated violently, but did not die. The sword wounds on his body began to squirm and recover quickly.
But Lu Yan could see that his aura was obviously weaker.
"Is this weird? It's really no different from the ghosts in folklore."
Lu Yan looked at it secretly and was not in a hurry to take action.
The strange body is like a strange energy composition, somewhere between reality and reality, so it could possess the store owner and his wife before.
Even if they are hit, they can recover quickly, but it is not without damage. Bone Strength can obviously cause a lot of damage to them.
The two monsters probably have the first-level cultivation of Wuhou.
"This guy is hurting his hands. We are no match for him, so retreat."
The monster who was fighting against the young man screamed and quickly retreated.
The weirdo who was fighting with the pony-tailed woman quickly retreated, joined up with her, and rushed towards the forest behind.
"Brother, Zhao Sirong in Xialing Royal City, can you join forces with us to kill these two monsters? If they escape, there will be endless troubles. I don't know how many people will be killed by them."
The pony-tailed woman raised her fist towards Lu Yan.
Lu Yan had already demonstrated Wu Hou's cultivation by waving his palm to disperse the poisonous powder.
"The surname is Zhao, from the Zhao family in Lingwang City."
Lu Yan's heart moved.
Originally, Lu Yan didn't really want to get involved.
But when he heard that the other party was from the Zhao family in Lingwang City, Lu Yan immediately changed his mind.
The Tempering Heart Jue is probably among the Zhao family.
If you want to obtain the Heart Tempering Decision, you must contact the Zhao family.
Isn't this just the right opportunity?
"Evils and monsters are causing harm to the people, and everyone wants to kill them. Lu must do his part, chase them, and don't let the monsters escape."
Lu Yan said, and together with Zhao Sirong, they chased the monster.
The two monsters seemed to be weightless, erratic and extremely fast, making it difficult for the pony-tailed woman and the young man to catch up.
Lu Yan didn't want to show too much speed, and was always on par with the pony-tailed woman and the young man.
But the three big men who broke the limit of martial arts were far behind.
"Little girl, I'm curious, how did you find out something was wrong with us?"
A strange man, running and asking questions, seemed to be still worried about being discovered.
"There is a difference between the flesh and blood of a warrior and the flesh of a donkey."
Zhao Sirong replied.
This point coincides with Lu Yan.
The reason why Lu Yan didn't eat it before was because of the taste.
Warriors take martial food all year round to temper their bodies with Qi and blood, and the taste is completely different.
It may be difficult for ordinary people to distinguish, but he has a strong body and sensitive senses. In addition, he has learned to hunt and is relatively sensitive to smells. He can smell the buns as soon as they are served.
But he didn't expect that there was poison in it.
"Hehe, that's it." The weirdo sneered twice.
Weigui has no sense of smell, so he subconsciously ignores this.
In the mountains and forests, they chased and escaped, and soon went more than ten miles deep.
The young Wu Hou's second level cultivation was at full speed, his speed was faster than Zhao Sirong, and he gradually caught up with the two monsters.
"Escape separately."
A weirdo said something.
The two monsters immediately separated and fled in two different directions.
"Chase separately."
The young man turned to Zhao Sirong and Lu Yan.
Lu Yan frowned lightly and said, "We pursued separately. We were accidentally ambushed and defeated one by one by the opponent."
"Your Excellency, you are worrying too much. These two monsters are only equivalent to the first level of Wu Hou. Why should they be afraid? Moreover, if they had helpers, he would have appeared long ago. Why would they need to escape separately? The monsters will cause endless harm today. We must annihilate them all and get rid of one, I don’t know how many people will die at their hands.”
"If you are afraid, you and sister Sirong will also have someone to take care of you. I will chase one by one."
The young man said coldly.
What else could Lu Yan say?
He was just a kind reminder, would he be afraid?
Zhao Sirong agreed with the young man's opinion.
Immediately, the three of them separated to pursue.
The young man occupied the second level of Wuhou's cultivation and chased a strange monster alone.
Lu Yan and Zhao Sirong chased another weirdo together.
The young man, named Zhao Hao, also came from the Zhao family and was Zhao Sirong's cousin. He pursued alone, at full speed, and soon he was approaching the strange people.
Uh-huh!
The sword light struck towards Weigui's back heart.
Weigui relied on his strange body skills to avoid Zhao Hao's attack, and after fighting Zhao Hao for a few moves, he escaped again.
The two were so entangled that they fought and fled for more than ten miles.
During this period, Zhao Hao hit the monster several times, making the monster weaker.
But at this moment, Weigui stopped and sneered.
"Die to me."
Zhao Hao swung his sword to kill.
But there was suddenly a shadow in front of the strange creature.
Another weird one.
He looks like a skinny old man.
Zhao Hao was startled, gritted his teeth, and stabbed the weird old man with his sword without stopping.
The strange old man had no expression on his face, and with a wave of his hand, a gray force hit Zhao Hao's long sword. The long sword shook violently, flew out dozens of meters away, and was nailed to a tree.
Zhao Haoru staggered back as if he was struck by lightning.
Uh-huh!
The strange old man flashed and appeared in front of Zhao Hao. The two sides were almost face to face. Zhao Hao screamed in fright, and the strength of his whole body exploded. Instead of attacking, he ran backwards.
But it's too late.
The weird old man struck out with a palm, hitting Zhao Hao's abdomen.
Zhao Hao vomited blood, flew more than ten meters, and fell to the ground.
"The fifth level of Wuhou is equivalent to the fifth level of Wuhou."
Zhao Hao yelled in his heart, his face turned pale and filled with deep fear.
His father is a master of the fifth level of Wuhou. He can't sense the aura of this level wrong.
It turned out that there was really an ambush, and it was a monster equivalent to the fifth level of Wuhou.
Dead.
But he doesn't want to die.
"Spare my life, spare my life. I am a direct descendant of the Zhao family in Lingwang City. I can give you money, food, martial arts, resources, whatever you want. I beg you to spare my life."
Zhao Hao struggled to get up and begged for mercy again and again.
Although he knew that begging the monsters for mercy would probably be unnecessary, but he was afraid, he was helpless, and he wanted to seize even the rare opportunity.
Only when he was actually facing death did he know how afraid he was.
"Hehe, is it true, you can have anything you want?"
The weird old man sneered.
"Of course, anything is fine."
Zhao Hao nodded repeatedly, feeling terrified. His heart was trembling when he saw the strange old man approaching.
All the fighting spirit and will collapsed.
At this moment, he just wants to survive.
"I want your body."
The weird old man sneered.
"My my body?"
Zhao Hao was confused.
"Give up your resistance, let go of your strength, let me enter your body, and then you take me into Lingwang City."
The weird old man said.
"You want to possess me, to be in my body?"
Zhao Hao said fearfully.
He understood that the other party wanted to use his body to enter Lingwang City, and then wreak havoc from within Lingwang City.
Once a monster sneaks into Lingwang City, the consequences will be serious.
But he couldn't control it.
It is better for others to die than for him to die.
He doesn't want to die.
"Okay, I promise you."
Zhao Hao gritted his teeth and nodded.
"Don't resist. If you have the slightest thought of resisting, I will kill you immediately."
The ghostly old man's eyes were cold.
"Yes, yes, I would never dare."
Zhao Hao nodded repeatedly, dispersed the bone energy into all the bones of his body, knelt on the ground, lowered his head, showing no will to resist.
The ghostly old man turned into a gray shadow, rushed into Zhao Hao's body, and disappeared.
After a while, Zhao Hao stood up with a complicated look on his face.
"Remember, don't show any flaws, pretend you haven't seen me before, you know? Your life and death now only depend on my thoughts."
A voice sounded in Zhao Hao's mind.
Zhao Hao nodded, straightened his messy clothes and hair, then pulled out his sword and headed towards the way he came.
Lu Yan and Zhao Sirong pursued him all the way. After five or six miles, the strange man escaped into a village.
From a stone at the entrance of the village, we know that this is Manwu Village.
But the village was quiet, not a soul was seen, and it was dead silent.
The two of them knew that this village was gone.
As soon as they got into the village, they lost track of the weirdo. The two slowed down to investigate to avoid being ambushed.
"This is so weird and strange. It is quite similar to the evil ghosts in folklore."
Lu Yan whispered.
He didn't know much about monsters and monsters.
Judging from the aura, it is somewhat similar to Wu Ling.
"Weirdos and ghosts are originally the same kind, they just have different names."
"It's weird. They were born after the warriors died because they had too much resentment, and by chance, they absorbed the filthy air. They are smaller in number, but more difficult to deal with."
"Evils and monsters, among them, the monsters don't have much intelligence and are like wild beasts, but the monsters are different. They have the same intelligence as humans and can possess people. They are more difficult to deal with. Fortunately, the warrior's energy, blood and bone strength can be used to deal with them. Cause huge damage.”
Zhao Sirong explained in a low voice.
"If you can possess someone, can you possess a warrior?"
Lu Yan asked.
"Yes, but it's very difficult."
"Ordinary people can be possessed by monsters at will, like the two old couples before, but warriors have strong Qi and blood, just like a furnace. Forcibly possessing warriors will only lead to their own destruction."
"Only warriors who have no resistance at all and give up all thoughts of resistance can be successfully possessed. Such people are usually greedy for life and afraid of death."
Zhao Sirong said.
Lu Yan nodded, that's okay.
For ordinary people, the weird monsters are absolutely weird and terrifying, but for warriors, they are fine and can be killed.
Compared to Wu Ling, this is much easier to deal with.
Fear comes from ignorance.
Lu Yan didn't know much about weird things before and was quite cautious, but now he felt confident.
Soon, they came to the center of the village and saw a deep pit.
The pit was full of corpses, about hundreds of them.
It seemed that he had just died a few days ago and had not yet decomposed.
Judging from their clothes, they are the people of this village.
Everyone's eyes widened, as if they had seen something extremely terrifying.
"These monsters kill these people just to absorb the filthy air."
Zhao Sirong gritted his teeth, his pretty face full of anger and murderous intent.
Regarding the term "filthy air", Lu Yan once read a record in a miscellaneous book.
It is said that this world, between heaven and earth, is filled with a strong atmosphere of filth.
The filthy air cannot be seen or heard, and it is difficult for ordinary people to catch it.
After the death of some birds and beasts, or warriors, by chance, they will absorb the filthy air and transform into monsters and monsters.
The evil spirits and monsters can actively absorb the filthy air from the world and improve themselves.
There are also corpse qi, evil spirits generated by the corpse after death, and resentment caused by unwillingness, etc., which are also unclean qi.
Lu Yan speculated that the strange massacre of villagers was to make the villagers feel resentful and absorb the resentment for cultivation.
The ruthlessness of his methods is even worse than that of martial arts.
"careful."
Suddenly, Lu Yan reminded him and pulled Zhao Sirong back a foot.
A black shadow jumped out from the thatched hut on the side, and its black claws exuded a cold air, like a gloomy ghost knife, cutting across the place where the two of them had stopped.
It was the weird one who escaped before.
"Weird, should be killed."
Zhao Sirong reacted, activated his bone strength, stabbed out with his spear, and fought with the monster.
But at this moment, a certain corpse in the deep pit suddenly stood up, jumped up, and pounced on Zhao Sirong.
Zhao Sirong was startled, took three steps back, and swept across with his gun.
With a crash, the body was broken into pieces, but inside the body, there was another black shadow rushing towards Zhao Sirong.
Another weird one.
And the aura is compelling, clearly stronger than the previous one.
He is clearly at the second level of Marquis Wu.
Zhao Sirong's face turned pale and she thought to herself that there was indeed an ambush.
"give it to me."
At this time, Lu Yan's figure appeared next to Zhao Sirong, punched out, and fought with the martial spirit of the second level of Wuhou, sending him flying away.
The second level of Wuhou, he can kill with one move.
But Lu Yan wasn't sure if there were any monsters in the dark, and he was afraid that he would scare away the monsters in the dark by showing too much power, so the move just now only showed the power of the second level of Wuhou.
After the monster was repelled, it pounced on Lu Yan again, its movements were strange and erratic.
Lu Yan just punched, relying on his tyrannical strength to always suppress the opponent.
After more than ten punches in a row, the monsters were defeated one after another, but no new monsters appeared.
"It seems that there are only these two, so let's deal with them."
With this thought, Lu Yan didn't bother to delay, he burst out with tyrannical strength and punched out.
This punch was devastating, shattering Wei Wei's arm and blasting into the opponent's body. Wei Wei immediately let out a shrill scream, and its body kept twisting and struggling, but at the same time, its body was also constantly 'burning'.
The bones are as strong as flames, and the strange body is melting rapidly like ice and snow.
In just a few breaths, Weiwei's body exploded with a bang, turned invisible, and completely dissipated between heaven and earth.
Then there was another punch, which exploded the monster that was fighting Zhao Sirong and then dissipated.
"Weird, that's all."
Lu Yan said secretly.
Zhao Sirong looked at Lu Yan in surprise, knowing that they had made a mistake.
Being able to easily kill monsters equivalent to the second level of Wuhou, Lu Yan's strength was at least the peak of the third level of Wuhou.
Maybe even the fourth level of Wuhou.
Although bone strength can cause great harm to monsters, monsters have a special shape after all. They are the condensed spirit of the warrior and the filthy energy. They are somewhere between reality and reality, and are not easy to kill.
Only by far surpassing the opponent's bone strength can he be killed quickly.
If your strength is about the same, you can only grind it slowly.
"Thank you for your help, brother. I didn't expect that brother is a master who hides his secrets."
Zhao Sirong clasped her fists in thanks.
If it hadn't been for Lu Yan just now, she would have been in danger.
Faced with the strange behavior of a first-level Wuhou and a second-level Wuhou, she was either dead or alive.
"Everyone can find evil and weird things and kill them, no need to say thank you."
Lu Yan nodded.
"What do you call Xiongtai?" Zhao Sirong asked.
"Lu Ren."
Lu Yan said that since he is disguised, he must not use the name he has used before.