Cultivation begins with the mysterious little tripod

Daoyou Yan, why bother struggling? Just hand over the 'white jade coral'. We can probably give you a quick death."

"Master Yu, why waste time talking to him? Hurry up and use your 'death needle' to break the turtle shell first."

"That's right. It's better not to hide your incompetence. Let's catch this man and discuss the distribution of treasures. "

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Wang Fu felt dizzy and heard some chaotic sounds. Then a white light flashed and he landed on a beach.

He stumbled and subconsciously took a few steps back, away from the black-robed figure a few steps away. At the same time, he summoned Ao Yu. This person did not have a teleportation talisman, but used his body to resist the tearing of the teleportation force, which made him very alert. Although the other party did not show any hostility, Wang Fu did not dare to let down his guard.

In fact, his current state is very bad. Not only was he seriously injured, but even the "Yin Demon Banner" was cracked and almost broken by Tong Hou. The Yin Demon was even more weak and unable to fight again.

The strength was only one tenth of that.

He glanced at the black man who was motionless like a piece of wood. A figure in a robe stuffed a pill that helped to heal his wounds into his mouth while sending out his spiritual sense to explore the surrounding situation.

He happened to see a murder and robbery going on not far away.

He saw three monks in various costumes controlling magic weapons and casting spells to besiege a handsome man in a dark yellow robe. Although the man's cultivation was only in the early stage of the Golden Core, he relied on a powerful defensive talisman to resist the attacks of the other three people, and he looked like he would not be defeated in a short time.

Recalling the conversation he heard before, Wang Fu probably guessed that the three people wanted to snatch a treasure called "White Jade Coral" from the handsome man.

Moreover, from their appearance, they seemed to have known each other for a long time.

"Why does this person's breath look a little familiar?" Just when Wang Fu was puzzled, the three Golden Core monks seemed to have discovered Wang Fu and the others. In fact, there was no shelter on this beach. Apart from the waves, there was a jungle thirty or forty feet away.

"Who? "Among the three, the skinny Taoist in a Taoist robe had the highest cultivation level and was the first to discover the three figures not far away.

"Hmm? There are other people here." The other two heard the Taoist's voice, turned around and saw Wang Fu and the other two, frowning.

"Three mortals? Could they be the natives of this island?" One of them added.

"Natives? Although this place is the outer periphery of Yunmengze, it is also close to the inner marshland, where monsters often appear, and ordinary natives can't survive. In any case, our affairs cannot be exposed. Fellow Daoist Qian, you go and deal with it, and Fellow Daoist Wei and I will trap this kid first." The skinny Taoist sneered at first, then frowned and said.

"Just three mortals, how can it be so troublesome, but the woman looks pretty, and she even has a pair of small horns. It seems that the native blood contained in her is quite strong. Hehe... I have been in Yunmengze for five or six years, so it's just right to eat meat. "The monk surnamed Qian licked his lips, with a lustful look on his face.

After saying that, he patted his fat belly, put his hands behind his back, and walked towards Wang Fu and the other two step by step. He looked arrogant, and his small eyes were fixed on the woman in white, shining with brilliance.

Wang Fu narrowed his eyes when he saw this scene, and he had already sentenced the fat man to death in his heart. But before he could do anything, a hoarse and stiff voice came from his side:

"Do you want to kill them all?"

It came from the black-robed figure.

Although Wang Fu was surprised, he turned his eyes and said without hesitation:

"Leave the person who used the talisman."

"...Okay! "The black-robed figure nodded stiffly, and then disappeared from the spot.

There was no spiritual power fluctuation.

The cultivator surnamed Qian had come to a few feet away from Wang Fu and the other two. Just as he was about to speak, a black shadow flashed before his eyes, and the sound of opening his mouth stopped abruptly.

He lowered his head slightly, his eyes trembling.

His chest was empty, and his heart was nowhere to be found.

The moment a look of panic appeared, he completely lost his vitality and fell to the beach.

With a "thump", he died with his eyes open.

Just at this moment, the black-robed figure had returned to a few steps away from Wang Fu, and on his dry palms, he was holding three bloody, still beating hearts.

The skinny Taoist and the cultivator surnamed Wei not far away did not have the slightest power to resist, and were killed by the black-robed figure almost at the same time.

"What a strong physical strength. "Wang Fu was stunned, and his fear of this man increased.

Just now, he saw with his spiritual sense that in less than half a breath, the black-robed figure turned into a silver-glowing black light, first piercing the chest of the cultivator surnamed Qian with a palm and taking his heart, and then coming to the other two at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye, and killing them in the same way.

The cultivator surnamed Wei died before he could react, but the skinny Taoist in the middle stage of the Golden Core had some reaction, urging the protective spiritual light to sacrifice The life-saving magic weapon was out, but under the silver withered claws of the black-robed figure, it was like a clay sculpture.

In the end, it could not escape the fate of having its heart removed.

Even if the Jindan cultivator lost his heart, he would not die on the spot, but the gray aura of death attached to the withered claws of the black-robed figure left them no chance and killed them on the spot.

After seeing the black-robed figure take action, Wang Fu felt more familiar, especially the silver light that flashed by, which made Wang Fu have some guesses.

"Death corpse qi, master, the thing under the black robe is probably not a human." Ao Yu, who was supporting Wang Fu, also saw the situation just now and carefully transmitted the message.

Wang Fu nodded imperceptibly, then cupped his hands towards the black-robed figure and said with a smile:

"It is rare for fellow Taoist to be physically strong. I admire you."

"Fellow Taoist broke through the 'Liuhe Imprisoned Dragon Formation' and followed me all the way here. I don't know why? If there is any need for help, just say it."

After Wang Fu said this, he looked at the other party with a smile. Of course, secretly he kept running his skills to refine the elixirs to heal his wounds, which could be considered as delaying time. Although he was seriously injured and it would be difficult to fully recover in a short period of time, in this strange place, there was a black-robed figure who did not know whether he was an enemy or a friend. The more he could recover, the more chance he would have of surviving.

"I am...Zi Fangzi!" The black-robed figure looked at the three hearts in his withered palm. Hearing Wang Fu's voice, he paused for a moment. Then a wisp of gray air flowed through his palm, revealing three bloody hearts. It turned into powder on the spot.

Then he slowly opened the black robe covering his head, revealing a dry and ferocious face with a faint silvery sheen.

"It's you!" Wang Fu's pupils shrank.

He finally knew where that feeling of familiarity came from. Wasn't the figure under the black robe the corpse of Wu Fangzi he had encountered in the Fenglei Palace?

It was once just a second-level corpse puppet. Although it was strong and not afraid of water and fire, wasn't it destroyed by Xu De's "Sky Fire Son"? Moreover, after he killed Wu Fangzi, the corpse puppet lost control and should have perished. But the body standing in front of him didn't look like it had been destroyed. Not only that, it had actually grown to the point where it could be called a Nascent Soul Realm monk.

It's really unbelievable.

Isn't the silver brilliance the symbol of the Nascent Soul level silver corpse?

It calls itself "Zi Fangzi". Judging from its appearance, it should have been born with spiritual wisdom and has been practicing all the way to this day.

"But why is it following me?" Wang Fu was filled with doubts.

He subconsciously took half a step back and said warily:

"Fellow Taoist Corpse, are you trying to avenge Wu Fangzi?"