first fairy

The wind is rumbling, and every movement of the wind brings a strong and pungent smell of carrion. The surrounding trees are swaying, and the shadows of the trees are whirling.There were rustling sounds one after another, ghostly rattling sounds from far and near, as if some foreign object was approaching rapidly.

The 12 people were speeding through the forest, and the rotting corpses surged towards them one after another. It was endless. Two third-tier spiritual masters were eaten away by the poison of the corpses.As time went on, the atmosphere became more and more solemn, the forest was thick with fog, and along the way, several groups of people were fighting. All of them were very strong, and their methods were extremely fierce and decisive. , in addition to the strange gurgling sound of the rotting corpse, there was also a shrill roar.

The moment they spotted Ning Shu and the others, the group retreated quickly, avoiding them deliberately. During this time, a man in red robe turned his head and glanced coldly in this direction, his murderous aura was fleeting.

Emperor Ling!The momentary power made people shake their heads. Rong Xuan didn't see his face clearly, but he had a vague premonition.

Ning Shu looked at the lying corpse, frowned and said, "It's not a disciple of Huanxuemen."

"I heard the footsteps of eight or nine people. They retreated very quickly. It is a good team. The one who was killed should be a Taoist who is about to rot, a disciple of the Divine Sword Sect." Ye Haoran said casually.

"Don't worry about it, keep going."

The sound of fighting and blasting came from far away, and when you look up, you can see the brilliant light shining in the gray mist. There are people fighting, and there are many carrion corpses gathered there, forming a thick black mist that covers half of the mountain.

The ten people were cautious, but finally rescued a seriously injured Huanxuemen disciple in a fierce fight.He was seriously injured and fell down without saying a few words.

"Quick... Hurry up and tell the teacher, this disaster is man-made, someone, someone is..."

"Who?" Rong Xuan asked.

"Blood sword..." Before the words finished, the man died.A few words put together are inexplicable, but it makes the listener's scalp tingle. It seems that the matter is not simple.

The bits and pieces of news made people feel horrified. No wonder the elder looked ugly at first, perhaps because he had already anticipated the seriousness of the matter from the beginning.In less than half a month, it has already evolved into such a situation. Fortunately, this place is surrounded by mountains, and only Yukong is not allowed to enter, otherwise, if it spreads out, the consequences will be disastrous.

If all the rotting corpses are to be wiped out, there must be a big battle. If all the Taoist cultivators who come to rescue are gathered to kill the evil spirits, on the one hand unite the forces, and on the other hand prevent the Taoist cultivators from turning into corpses and escaping to harm the Quartet.There is still a sliver of feasibility, at least you have to give it a try, unless you have to go back to Xianzong for help, not only the elders, but all the other new disciples think so, otherwise returning to Xianzong will be a laughing stock.

This place is originally a place of evil, but it doesn’t have such a strong sense of death. There used to be living people living there, but now there is almost no breath of living people. Most of them are walking corpses. The rotting corpses travel quickly through the forest, devouring the living. There is an almost instinctive attachment to flesh and blood. People who are bitten cannot heal their wounds, and once their bodies are overwhelmed, they will turn into rotting corpses. What is surprising is that after death, the spiritual energy still stays in the body, similar to breathing.This is also the reason why even Fatty Wu thought he was still alive when the kid turned his back on everyone.

It's really weird, it's clearly dead and rotted, but still has the spiritual energy of a living person, although it gradually disappears, it hasn't dissipated yet.

It's not obvious when it's small, but the spiritual energy surging in the place where the rotting corpses gather has a sense of familiarity, even Ye Haoran has noticed Ni Duan.

Rong Xuan's feeling was more obvious, the energetic corpse rioted, and the devouring source force in his body would jump extraordinarily violently.

It is related to phagocytosis!The spiritual energy represents the vitality of a person. The Hunyuan Dao Scroll is at most absorbing spiritual energy, but it cannot absorb human spiritual energy at the same time. It is obviously not at the same level. It is likely to be the latter part, even if it is not the original scroll. It is very likely that there are incomplete rubbings!

He suppressed the emotion in his heart, and when he thought about it, the dissipating spiritual energy would slowly pour into his body. This huge dead place was like a city of dead spirits in captivity. The spiritual energy gathered towards the void, There is no end in sight.

The blood sword mentioned by those dead disciples is likely to be the blood sword sect. Such a big disaster cannot be caused by one person.

The signs of fighting become more obvious as you go inward, the damp stench is tangy, the dilapidated towns and villages have been completely destroyed, the corpses of cattle, sheep, beasts and even monsters have been disembowelled, and the rotten places are full of signs of gnawing. Some people turned blue immediately, Stomach churns with acid.Even ordinary people can sharpen their claws and sharpen their destructive power, it is absolutely unimaginable for the spirit king to become corrupted.

Fatty Wu walked back and forth like a normal person. After witnessing the process of his injured body decomposing and turning into a dead body, everyone was afraid of Fatty.

Fighting all the way, rotting corpses came overwhelmingly, the spiritual masters had already fought to the limit, their clothes were dirty and they were all in a mess, so they could only look at the few people who calmly dealt with it with even more awe, Ning Shu stabilized the situation, Rong Xuan's body Being a spirit king and a spirit pattern master should be a great help, but he only takes occasional shots and doesn't care about the lives of other people in the team. Even if someone falls to his feet and is almost torn apart by sharp claws, he turns a blind eye to it, and is so cold-blooded.Others gave up on seeking protection from him early on, and even avoided him. Some people have a cold nature and only feel that they are precious, and they don't take other people's lives as their own, and they don't want to lift a finger at critical times.

In contrast, Ye Haoran, who made occasional shots in times of crisis, has almost become the backbone of the team, and everyone is grateful.

"Go over there, the Spirit King is fighting!" Tangyue beheaded the three rotting corpses that had been diverted away, and just came back, pointing at the figure flying in the sky above the magic light, and shouted at the crowd.He wiped the black blood from his face, and his clothes were ragged, but his expression was not in the slightest bit of distress. When he heard the words, he saw the scene in front of him clearly, and he gasped suddenly.

The trees were completely destroyed, the irregular thorny soil pierced through the bones of the carrion corpse, the layer of soil protruded and rolled as if it was flowing, the ground cracked and then healed, and buried all the wreckage. In the corpse, the calmness was so shocking, the printing pad exuded a holy white glow, and he took it into the palm of his hand. The bottleneck of the third-level spirit pattern master was broken day and night, and it was worthy of the holy spirit printing pad!

It wasn't until the white light dissipated that the sluggish spiritual masters around came back to their senses and swallowed with difficulty.

Mysterious formation, third-level spirit pattern master!

If Rong Xuan didn't make a move, he would attack as soon as he made a move, his body was not stained, his aura was colder than ghosts, and he was harder to get close to.As expected, he is the spiritual master with the highest cultivation level among his peers, the spirit king with the strongest formation ability among his peers, the favorite of the great elder of the medicine pavilion, and the old pavilion master Hong is behind him!Who dares to provoke him!

Ning Shu's expression was calm, and there was no ups and downs on his handsome face. He wanted to protect Rong Xuan several times, but the latter didn't appreciate it at all, and warned him to get away. A piece of iron stone, colder than the cold python of the abyss, there is no one in the world who can talk to him kindly.Ning Shu regained his expression of indifference, the bitter wind wrapped around his body, cutting all directions like a knife blade, all the carrion corpses approaching were crushed into pieces, and black blood mixed with broken flesh and bones flew across.

The remaining six shivered and consciously stayed away.

Ning Shu is not easy to get in touch with, Fatty Wu is unreliable, Tangyue is a spirit king but her cultivation level is not as good, multitasking will make it hard to protect herself.Everyone secretly sighed that it was good to be able to follow Ye Haoran. The latter has a gentle personality and is easy to get along with. At this time, he did not forget to greet a few people, which made people feel warm and moved.

Difficult to make a way out, Ning Shu and others quickly rushed to the battlefield Tangyue pointed out earlier, where the momentum was extremely loud, the closer you got to the roaring and ear-shattering stench, the thick black smoke rose from the flames.

A few people stood watching from a high place, not far away was the Ling King sitting in command, the battle was coming to an end, so it wasn't much to watch.Rong Xuan glanced away, then turned away his gaze, turned around and faced the rear, staring into the distance, wondering what he was thinking about.Apart from him, Fatty Wu and Ye Haoran were also absent-minded, while the others were focused on watching the battlefield ahead, taking in everything under their spiritual sense.

The leaders obviously came from different three parties, and their fighting methods were very different, but there were only four spirit kings who could fight in the air.Among them, there is a man in white who is extremely eye-catching, with the potential of a full avenue, his spiritual power is controlled precisely, his movements are like flowing water, his body skills are impeccable, and his aura is amazing!This person's cultivation is not the strongest among all, but he is quite a leader, making the three forces join forces to fight in an orderly manner.After Jinghong glanced at that face, he was extremely surprised, and Ning Shu took a second look.

There is no suspense about the outcome, and there is no need for them to save the game.It's time to go back to the Magic Snow Gate to meet up.

They crossed almost the entire mountain range for most of the day, and had to rush back before the sun went down. The night was very dead, and they were unfamiliar with the place when they first arrived, and there might be serious dangers, so it was still too late to go back now.

Rong Xuan said: "Go back, tame a few low-level monsters and bring them back to Huanxuemen."

A few people were puzzled, Ye Haoran explained: "There are too many rotting corpses, and their combat power is not high but not low. Rather than searching around, it is better to attract them to gather in one place and catch them all. Since they like flesh and blood, they will not let them go, regardless of whether they are humans or animals. , then kill the monsters and lure them with flesh and blood, and set up a net at that time, it is best to kill them all at once."

Fatty didn't care to watch the battle, and when he heard this, he immediately became excited. The more dead corpses, the more ghosts. If the black flags absorb all of them, it will be very rewarding. This trip is the right one!

"Don't worry, when the battle is over, there will be a fierce battle. No one knows how many rotting corpses there are. No matter how powerful the combat power is, there will never be too much." Ning Shu said.

Soon, Faguang subsided.Ning Shu sent a voice transmission to those people: "We are disciples of the Shangqing Immortal Sect. If you are allies, please return to Huanxuemen to meet up."

Ning Shu is worthy of being a fifth-order spirit king, with amazing soul power, and his spiritual thoughts spread all over the world.The name of the Shangqing Xianzong is so resounding, many people responded excitedly very quickly, and the spiritual thoughts came to thank the Xianzong for coming to help, and agreed to rush to the Huanxuemen round.

The people from the three parties also heard it. Two parties responded quickly, and the other party agreed after a while.

"Okay, there's no need to delay. We collect monsters along the way and hurry back to Huanxuemen." After Ning Shu finished speaking, he looked around.

"Let's go." Ye Haoran's expression was as usual, Fatty Wu seemed to be overjoyed and a little out of order, the other people's expressions were serious and ready for the upcoming fierce battle, Rong Xuan was too calm as if he didn't care about anything, and he turned to leave at this moment up.

The ten people were ready to go, and the moment they were about to leave, the violent spiritual power burst out behind them, and a powerful aura burst out, and some people flew towards this place without restraining their powerful blood.

"Master!!"

His voice was clear, as if extremely anxious.Ning Shu frowned, preparing his hands to guard against fraud, but in the blink of an eye, he saw only a white shadow rushing forward, ignoring everyone, and attacking Rong Xuan!

"How dare you!" Kill the spirit pattern master?A golden inscription flashed in Ning Shu's eyes, and he raised his hand, an invisible ripple tore through the space, approaching the visitor's vest in an instant.

Ye Tianyang's heart was beating wildly. He couldn't help himself when he heard the words Shangqing Xianzong. Seeing people who think about it day and night lost all reason and only instinct. When he regained consciousness, he had already rushed over and grabbed Rong Xuan tightly. hugged tightly.

When Rong Xuan saw that murderous attack approaching with terrifying coldness, suddenly his pupils narrowed and he shouted: "Stop!"

There was no time to care about this guy's offensive posture, he raised his arms across his apprentice's waist, and turned half a circle, hugging the person, turning his body at an incomparably tricky angle, barely avoiding the vital point, and the fierce attack brushed the lower back, leaving A long and narrow wound, blood soaked the robe.

Standing up, Rong Xuan frowned slightly, his eyes turned coldly towards Ning Shu: "He is my apprentice."