Full level ruthless person

It was very quiet all around.

Fang Zhixing immediately released his soul perception and wanted to explore the earthquake zone.

However, his soul only spread to a distance of three meters around him, and then he was unable to continue, as if frozen.

Almost at the same time, Uncle Tang exclaimed, reminding: "Being here, our souls are suppressed by an unknown force. The subsequent exploration is very challenging. Be careful."

"Yes!"

Bu Yan'e and the others looked serious and cautious.

So, the five of them first looked at the attic on the left, and then at the lake on the right.

Then, everyone chose to walk to the attic area on the left.

The reason is simple. If there are any treasures in the earthquake zone, they are likely to be stored in the attic.

As they were walking, Uncle Tang suddenly stopped, his body tense as a bowstring.

In front of him was a lawn full of flowers and plants, lush and green.

Between the flowers and plants, a figure suddenly appeared, lying diagonally with his back to everyone.

Fang Zhixing looked closely and found that the person was covered with a thick layer of dust, like a clay sculpture, with half of his body buried under the soil.

Judging from the exposed body outline, it should be a woman, wearing a white dress, dressed like a maid.

"Is it a clay figure?"

Bu Yan'e blinked, she could not feel the figure breathing.

The white-haired and childish face frowned slightly and said cautiously: "No, will the hair of the clay figure dance with the wind?"

Bu Yan'e heard this and then noticed that the hair at the woman's temples was swaying slightly with the wind.

The horse-faced young man was silent for a moment, drew his sword out of the sheath, and said seriously: "I'll go and take a look."

He walked forward, step by step.

When he got close, nothing happened.

The horse-faced young man couldn't help but be bolder, stretched out his hand to grab the woman's shoulder, and then quickly retreated.

The woman then turned over, from lying on her side to lying on her back, revealing a face as pale as a ghost, her eyelids were open, and her eyes were wide open.

What made the five people gasp was that the moment the woman turned over, her eyes moved.

"Alive?"

The horse-faced young man was like facing a great enemy, and subconsciously released an arc of sword energy.

Swish~

The ground rolled, and the flowers and plants flew.

The sword energy of a mid-stage martial arts master should not be underestimated.

But the horse-faced young man did not slash at the woman, and the sword energy fell in front of the woman, plowing a gully.

The strong wind whistled, and the dust and dirt wrapped around the woman fell off, revealing a soft body with a young face, red lips and white teeth.

The white dress and jewelry were all as clean as new.

This scene was like the beauty in the white dress had just fallen.

Moreover, from beginning to end, the woman stared at the five people with her eyes wide open, with only her pupils trembling slightly.

The horse-faced young man couldn't help but suffocate and retreated repeatedly until he retreated to the side of Uncle Tang.

"Uh... Jigu..."

The next moment, the woman's mouth moved, uttering intermittent syllables, not forming a sentence.

Fang Zhixing and the other five looked at each other, completely unable to understand what she was saying.

But from her eyes, they read a hint of asking for help.

"This woman is calling for help?!"

Uncle Tang curled his lips and asked, "Who are you?"

The woman was still mumbling something meaningless.

But at the same time, her eyes began to become turbid, and soon turned pure white, as if she rolled her eyes.

Not only that, her veins all over her body burst, and there was a crackling sound in her body, as if her bones were dislocated.

With a bang!

The woman stood up, her hair was disheveled, her expression was twisted and hideous, and she looked like a ghost.

She reached behind her head, and her sharp nails pierced into the back of her neck. With one grab!

Puff~

The back cracked, and a complete spine was pulled out!

The woman grabbed her spine with her right hand, and with her left hand, the spine straightened immediately, like a sharp sword made of spine.

"Jie!"

The woman screamed, rushed over, swung the spine sword, and smashed it on the horse-faced young man.

Uncle Tang took a step forward, swung the sword diagonally, and the sword tip was like a stream of water, sweeping across the woman's abdomen.

Puff~

The woman was cut in half, but the broken flesh and blood squirmed, connected, and healed in an instant, as if she had not been cut.

She continued to pounce on the horse-faced young man.

"Hmph!"

Uncle Tang's face darkened slightly, and the sword tip swung quickly, swish swish swish!

Then sword shadows appeared in the air, like a peacock spreading its tail, covering it with incomparable speed.

Puff~

Cracks appeared on the woman's body in an instant, and her whole body collapsed and disintegrated, turning into a pile of fine meat paste, which scattered all over.

The meat paste fell to the ground, turning black and rotting at a speed visible to the naked eye, emitting a pungent stench.

Seeing this, the horse-faced young man finally breathed a sigh of relief, and a layer of fine cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

The power that the woman had just burst out was actually very strong, not weaker than that of the middle stage of Wuzong.

Uncle Tang sheathed his sword and pondered: "This woman is most likely a fairy in the fairy palace, similar to a maid in a wealthy family."

Bu Yan'e asked in confusion: "What happened to her?"

Uncle Tang shook his head, saying that he had no way of guessing.

The five people walked forward and came to a winding corridor.

They saw another figure.

There was also a maid in a skirt, leaning against a pillar, covered with a thick layer of white ash, and her face could not be seen clearly.

There was another maid behind this maid.

The strange thing was that she was standing, running.

At first glance, it looked like a person who was running, and was suddenly frozen by a mysterious force.

Uncle Tang waved his sleeves, and a gust of wind blew away the dust on the faces of the two maids.

They showed their fair faces, and they looked pretty good.

But what was creepy was that their eyes were open, and the expressions on their faces were extremely terrified, as if they had seen a ghost.

After seeing Fang Zhixing and others, their eyeballs trembled a few times, gradually turned white, and blue veins popped out...

Seeing this, the five people in the group couldn't help but twist their brows into a knot, raised their eyes, and looked into the depths of the corridor.

This look was incredible.

There were dozens of such maids in the winding corridor. Some of them fell to the ground, while others ran. Their expressions were all terrified, forming a bizarre picture of beauties scrambling to escape.

"Well, no wonder the monks from Minghuang Temple retreated here."

Uncle Tang sneered, glanced at Fang Zhixing and the other four, and said seriously: "Be careful, we are going to fight to the death."

The white-haired and childish man said: "Uncle Tang, you take a break first, let the four of us handle it."

Uncle Tang nodded, put his hands behind his back, and retreated behind the four people.

The next moment, the maid leaning against the pillar suddenly stood up, pulled out her spine, and smashed it fiercely at Bu Yan'e.

Dang~

Bu Yan'e blocked with her sword, and the huge impact made her body shake and fly backwards.

"Shenglong!"

The white-haired and childish man immediately swung his sword to attack, and the sword energy was like a rainbow, covering the sky and the earth.

Puff~

The maid's whole body collapsed and was cut into countless pieces, with blood and flesh flying everywhere.

The martial master of Canghai Gate can only use Shenglong seven times at most.

The white-haired and young man had just used it once.

Then, the maid ran over and grabbed the spine sword and chopped it.

"Looking for death!" The horse-faced young man was full of breath, and the sword energy surged out like a tide.

The Shenglong sword energy swept over the maid and smashed her into meat paste.

Before he could catch his breath, the corridor was already restless, and the maids rushed over like crazy.

"I'll do it!"

Bu Yan'e frowned, took a deep breath, and her skirt rose without wind.

Seven sword energies were released, rushing across the corridor, unstoppable.

"Seven Shenglong!"

The seven maids shattered in response, like broken porcelain.

This section of the corridor suddenly became much clearer.

The four people kept their pace and pushed forward.

This time the horse-faced young man walked in the front.

A maid rushed towards him, but was defeated by the Rising Dragon that burst out in his hand.

Soon, he also used up seven Rising Dragons.

The white-haired and young-looking man was at the peak of the Wuzong, and he took over and pushed all the way.

Not long after, his strength also reached the bottom, and he subconsciously glanced at Fang Zhixing and gave way to him.

This guest Fang had only joined Canghaimen for a short time, but he was highly valued by the master Fu Wanshan.

The elder who passed on the skills was also very secretive about him.

In addition, when Uncle Tang was selecting people, he was the first to see through the mystery.

For this reason, although the white-haired and young-looking man was at the peak of the Wuzong, he did not take it too seriously and left the last stick to Fang Zhixing.

At this moment, there were more than a dozen maids deep in the corridor, and with the power of the Wuzong, it was definitely impossible to clear them all.

Fang Zhixing walked forward slowly without changing his face, and swung the three-pointed double-edged sword casually.

"Nine-turn divine blade, the sun and the moon are dark!"

Instantly, thousands of sword qi rushed past like a torrent, sweeping the corridor to the end.

In an instant, all the maids were annihilated!

There is no obstacle ahead!

"..."

Bu Yan'e's chin dropped, and her cherry mouth couldn't close for a long time.

The horse-faced young man was also stunned, his white-haired and childish face was breathing stagnant, and his expression changed.

"Oh, an eighth-level top-grade divine weapon!"

Master Tang's eyes lit up, staring deeply at the three-pointed double-edged sword, and he was amazed.

An eighth-level divine weapon can be called a treasure of the sect.

The huge Canghai Gate only has one eighth-level top-grade divine weapon. When the two martial kings go out, they have to take turns to use it.

"Eighth level, or top-grade..."

Bu Yan'e and the other two were deeply moved, their eyes couldn't help but become hot, and their faces were full of envy and jealousy.

A mere guest official actually holds such a valuable treasure. How can the elders of their sects feel?

Fang Zhixing didn't care. He walked to the end of the corridor and looked around.

"Huh?"

His face changed.

He had clearly seen many pavilions before, but when he got closer, he found that there was only one attic!

It was an ordinary two-story attic with closed doors and windows and a thick layer of dust.

Fang Zhixing raised his head and his pupils suddenly contracted.

There was light in the room on the second floor, cutting out a human figure on the window.

"Someone!"

Uncle Tang followed and raised his hand to open the door.

There was a dead silence in the room.

There were tables, chairs, benches, and several potted plants in the spacious space.

The thick dust covered their true appearance. This place was like a tomb, dead and depressing.

Master Tang strolled around and suddenly grabbed a water bottle. He looked at it carefully for a moment, and a look of ecstasy gradually appeared on his face.

"Well, this should be a fairy weapon..."

Master Tang said excitedly.

Fang Zhixing glanced at the water bottle and asked, "What's the use?"

Uncle Tang replied, "If I'm not mistaken, this bottle can hold at least a river of water.

Just imagine, if you condense the essence of heaven and earth into liquid and put it in a bottle, carry it with you, and use it whenever you want in battle, who can outlast you?

Hmph, a seven-liter dragon can become a seventy-liter dragon, or even a seven-hundred-liter dragon!"

Fang Zhixing took a deep breath and hurriedly searched.

Uncle Tang smiled, put away the water bottle, turned around and walked towards the stairs, climbed up the stairs, and went to the second floor.

Seeing this, Fang Zhixing no longer hid, his eyebrows squirmed, and his skin tore apart.

The blood-colored three-eyed drum suddenly appeared!

The scene in front of Fang Zhixing suddenly changed.

I saw that the air was filled with wisps of black mist, spreading from inside the house to outside the house.

Until this moment, Fang Zhixing realized that the huge Zhouyuan Fairy Palace was shrouded in black mist.

But this black mist is invisible to the naked eye, and the soul cannot sense it, as if it is invisible and traceless.

Only his blood-red three eyes can see everything at a glance.

Fang Zhixing looked around the house and looked at all the furniture, but did not find anything strange.

No wonder Uncle Tang went directly to the second floor. It turned out that the only treasure here was the water bottle.

Fang Zhixing curled his lips and turned to leave. Suddenly, he glanced at the corner of the wall for some reason.

There was a black thing over there, long and narrow, with a faint light emitting.

Fang Zhixing walked over quickly and took a closer look, and found that the thing was actually a dry finger!

To be precise, it was someone's right index finger, broken at the root!

Fang Zhixing took out a piece of cloth, wrapped the broken finger, and stuffed it into his arms.

Boom!

Suddenly, a loud noise came from the second floor.

Fang Zhixing looked up and saw the floor cracking, the beams breaking, the load-bearing columns shaking and swaying.

Without thinking, he rushed out of the room.

Crack~

Almost at the same time, the attic collapsed.

Uncle Tang jumped out of the window, landed on the ground, and took a deep breath.

At this moment, Bu Yan'e and the other two were still searching for spoils in the corridor.

After the maids died, they left behind some jade hairpins, bracelets, etc.

Regardless of whether these things were treasures or not, they collected them first and went back to identify them.

"Uncle, what's wrong?"

Fang Zhixing and the other four gathered around Uncle Tang.

"I'm fine."

Master Tang spread out his hand, with a metal fragment in his palm, and smiled: "This should be one of the eight key fragments."

Fang Zhixing was surprised and said: "What did you encounter on the second floor?"

Master Tang patted his buttocks and spread his hands and said: "I don't know what it is, anyway, I solved it with one sword."

"Master uncle is really amazing!"

Bu Yan'e and the other two were full of awe and admiration.

Master Tang said: "There should be no danger in the earthquake zone. You should have a good rest. After the strength is restored, we will go to Xun District."

"Okay!"

Bu Yan'e and the other two walked to the side, sat cross-legged, and practiced to recover.

Fang Zhixing was not tired, so he wandered around alone and walked towards the lake.

According to the requirements of Task 1, he must sweep the entire Zhou Garden and eliminate all evil things.

For the sake of safety, it is best to check every corner.