Legend of Meow Immortal

After everything that needs to be said has been agreed, the group set foot on the road up and down the mountain again.

It's just that this road is getting more and more difficult to walk, intermittent, almost non-existent.

The trees on both sides are getting taller and taller, it is difficult for the sunlight to penetrate completely, and it is unavoidable to feel a little cold in the shadows.

The voices of various creatures have never been interrupted, a taste of virgin forest.

From Tang Tang's point of view, this could be regarded as a secret way, at least if he pursued the soldiers, passed the place where the living dead were chasing, and then tried to find them, he would be completely unable to do so.

People completely disappeared into the forest of the mountain.

Perhaps the ancestors of the Mara Sect back then chose Yunding Mountain for this reason.

It's just that there are a lot of mosquitoes in this forest. Although Tang Tang's human body has inherited the strangeness of a cat's body at this time, none of the mosquitoes will bite him, but there are insects buzzing around his ears, which is very annoying.

Among all people, Feng Ruo and Yang Fan are at ease.

Both of them are innate, their aura can be released, and no bugs without eyes will buzz around them.

Qiangwei's expression is normal, although the acquired perfection and the acquired limit are still unable to release the aura, but it is not a problem if mosquitoes and flies cannot be added, and falling feathers cannot be added. It can even lock the pores of the whole body, preventing A trace of breath leaked out.

It's just that it's not congenital, and this kind of breath-holding skill has a time limit, so it's not very practical.

The only one with an ugly face was Huan'er. Although she would not be bitten, as a normal girl, she still felt hairy in her heart. The deeper she went into the forest, the more hairy she felt.

Fortunately, although Huan'er was nervous, at least she knew what to do at this time, and she didn't show too many emotions.

After walking for half an hour in the forest, Morohar stopped in front of a huge pine tree.

The pine tree is so huge that even a dozen people can't hug it around it. It's like a wall standing in front of it, and everyone is amazed at it.

Mo Luohaoer turned his head to look at Feng Ruo. After the communication just now, he obviously regarded Feng Ruo as the leader of the crowd, "After going down from this sacred tree, there is a dark river. If you pass through the dark river, everything will be safe. .”

"It's safe? Who said that?" The cold voice suddenly sounded, as if countless icicles criss-crossed, just listening to it gave off an indescribable chill.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, but saw two men standing on a thick branch above the pine tree.

One person is all white, only a little bit of red plum.

One of them was dressed in black, and even wore black gauze on his face, covering his face.

"Feng Hai, the owner of Xuemei Tower... Hei Wu, the leader of Tianque Sect." The old man looked up and said through gritted teeth.

"Long time no see, Rama Luo Huangye." The owner of Xuemei Building in white, Feng Hai, said softly, his voice was still icy cold, "I didn't expect that the beauty back then has now turned into a bad old man .”

"The Ever-changing Moluotian... As expected, the side effects are not small."

"I will kill you for talking nonsense with him!" Hei Wu, the leader of the Tianque Sect in black, seemed impatient, and waved his hands, his voice was hoarse and unpleasant like a broken gong.

"Wait a minute." Feng Hai said again, "Although we have known the secret path long ago, it is still difficult to find the Moluo Tianshu hidden in the secret path. I don't want to waste more effort." Luo Huer's eyes were cold, but his tone was softer, "If you are willing to lead the way, it will save us some time, but you can also reward you with a dead body."

Mo Luohaoer's eyes shrank, and he couldn't help laughing out loud, "Haha! Feng Hai! Do you think I'm a three-year-old kid? They're all dead, why should I listen to you?"

Tang Tang couldn't help but nodded when he heard that, and looked up at Feng Hai again. The man looked like thirty or forty, his skin was crystal white, but he couldn't see any wrinkles. Showing unruly, you will never be a fool, how can you say something so stupid?

But I heard the old man Mo Luo Huangye beside me say softly, "I heard that Feng Hai is inhumane, but now it seems that the situation is true."

Hearing this, he shuddered abruptly. It turned out that he was not stupid, but a pervert, which made sense.

Feng Hai was not angry when he heard Moluo Huangye's words, but looked down more softly, "Really, I am good to you, why don't you want it?" His voice was cold, and the cold and invisible chill spread from his feet in an instant When it opened, it covered a range of tens of feet.

Attribute qi!

This kind of attribute has been so strong that it is almost acquired to the extreme!

Condensing air into ice, freezing meridians, and forming an ice-air field, in terms of power, it is not much different from innate, and even more so.

It is almost hopeless to go to the dark in such a way, but the killing power obtained is several times or even ten times that of the general Acquired Perfection.

Even Feng Ruo didn't dare to say that if he matched up, he would definitely win.

It's just that the attribute/strength has been condensed so early, and the innate path is cut off.

However, there is always a ray of vitality in the fourth and ninth days of Tianyan, but this vitality is not in the body, but in the flesh/body itself, only the flesh/body to innate, this is the only way to save them.

But flesh/body to innate... How can it be so easy, not to mention that the internal force of acquired attributes in the body will also greatly reduce the lifespan of the practitioner. This is the only way to survive, and I am afraid that few people can make it through.

Feng Ruo thought a lot in an instant, but involuntarily glanced at Yang Fan.

"At first we couldn't be sure who was Morohar, and the scholar died." Standing on the branch, Feng Hai ignored the movements of the people below, turned his head to look at Morohar, and said with a light smile, just The tone was still cold and without any ups and downs, as if a dead thing was speaking, it made one's heart chill.

"I still think it's better to kill them all. Everyone puts a little bit of effort into it, and then we'll try them one by one. Why bother." Hei Wu, who was wearing a black veil, said with a broken voice.

In the gap between the conversations, several people appeared rustlingly on the surrounding trees, all of them were either masked in white or masked in black, and they seemed to have a somewhat oppressive aura.

Tang Tang looked around and looked at those masked men, wanting to laugh for no reason.

I just asked him what he was laughing at, and he couldn't tell himself.

[Don't be stupid, these are dead men. ] Just as Tang Tang's eyes were wandering, Yang Fan's sound transmission was secret, and suddenly swept past his ears.

Although this was a kind reminder, Tang Tang felt a tightness in his chest, and he couldn't get angry if he really wanted to.

Disgusting face! !leave me alone! ! !

He didn't dare to say it with his mouth, he could only express it with his body, Tang Tang silently moved a little distance away from Yang Fan, but it made the corner of Yang Fan's mouth bend upwards.

A total of ten dead men, five men in white and five men in black, jumped from the tree without making a sound.

[They have all condensed attributes/strengths, so I'm afraid it will be a little troublesome. 】Rose and Fengruo enter the secret path through sound transmission.

Feng Ruo glanced at it, but smiled, [Although it is troublesome, it is not impossible to solve it, but the possibility of self-destruction is a bit tricky. 】

Then he asked Marakhal who was in front of him, "Will these dead soldiers also bury themselves in dzi beads?"

Moluo'er looked embarrassed, "Living people cannot use the dzi bead to self-destruct, but they can use the dzi bead to stimulate their potential... And the dead who are lacking in heaven must have incompleteness, and there is no shortage of concealed weapons/drugs in the incomplete place."

Everyone was shocked when they heard this.

Most of these dead men's auras are around the day after tomorrow's great success. If this potential is stimulated, it may directly soar to the day after tomorrow's perfect, or even worse.

Plus hidden weapon poison/medicine and other messy things-this trouble is not ordinary.

"Brother Hei Wu is also right, yes, just one or two guides are enough." Feng Hai looked down, touched his chin, and said lightly, but from the beginning to the end, his expression and tone were as if he had been frozen. Freezing, no ups and downs.

Hei Wu snorted coldly, "Don't do anything yet! Except for the old man and boy from the Moro Sect, no one will be left alive!"

Tang Tang couldn't help frowning, this girl's voice was really horrible, she was like a crow.

He was still thinking, but his body followed his instincts, stepping back briskly, dodging the sudden thrust of the sword.

This sudden sword was dodged, but the cold air brought by this sword made Tang Tang tremble, it was so cold!

It's so cold, could it be that that white guy's penis was frozen off like this?

Well, that's a reasonable explanation.

With a body like a civet cat, even if the swordsmanship of the dead man in white dances into a light curtain, Tang Tang can easily move around in the gaps.

Not far away, Yang Fan's eyes dimmed, and this kid didn't need to help himself.

It's just that the first time I saw this young man, why did I feel an inexplicable sense of familiarity?

It was as if he had met him once.

But with his photographic memory, if he really had to see this, he would definitely not forget it.

Especially this person's temperament is so special.

In the reincarnation trial of seven people, all of them can see through it, and all kinds of information can be easily obtained.

This is his authority and his ability.

Only this Tang Yun is like a cloud of fog, he can't see clearly, even if Tang Yun's sound transmission is secret, he can't eavesdrop, it's really different.

Yang Fan doesn't like this kind of detachment from control, but for some reason, he doesn't really hate it.

Maybe it's because the boy's angry appearance is too lively?

Yang Fan sneered, with a serious look on his face, it was a miracle that he could arouse his curiosity.

This is a state of mind like a mirror lake in the Tianshan Mountains, and a little turmoil is also a special experience, so what if this young man is kept?

If you can become friends, that is the best, if you become enemies, don't blame me for being ruthless.

Take a step forward and pat it down with one palm.

The terrifying flesh/body force suddenly broke out.

strength!strength!strength!Only power!

Unstoppable, irresistible, and even too late to react.

There was a muffled bang, and the black-clothed dead soldier who was slashed with a knife was actually slapped head into the chest cavity by Yang Fan's palm.

Then he waved his hand back, the air buzzed, and a reddish air blade gushed out.

With the scorching heat of cutting the air, he directly slashed at another white-clothed dead soldier who was flanking him, and chopped off his neck in an instant.

The head fell to the ground and rolled a few times, and the dead man in white twitched/convulsed and fell down.

The severed incision on the neck was scorched black, but it was exactly the same as what Tang Tang had glimpsed before.