The ancient journey of modern alchemists

After Qi Yeming came out for ten days, Yan Mo hurriedly asked what was going on.

He had been waiting for these ten days already anxious, if he didn't know that there was no major problem, he would have rushed in to watch it, but it took so long to get rid of the sequelae, six days longer than Zheng Rong expected!

"It's okay, I'm fine." Qi Yeming's eyes were very bright at this time, and there was a faint coldness that had not dissipated around his body.

"All recovered?" Yan Mo looked Qi Yeming up and down, but the difference in cultivation between the two was a bit big, and Yan Mo couldn't see Qi Yeming's cultivation at this time, he could only vaguely feel that he seemed to be better than before. stronger.

"Well, I'm already in the mid-stage of fusion." This time, Qi Yeming not only recovered his previous cultivation base, but also broke through to the mid-stage of fusion in one fell swoop. At that time, his body hadn't fully digested it yet, if it wasn't for the fear that Yan Mo would be worried if he stayed too long, Qi Yeming could have completely digested it after a few days of retreat before coming out.

"It's really great!" Yan Mo was very happy when he thought that Qi Yeming could continue to practice and break through, but his face darkened after he was happy.

"What's wrong?" Qi Yeming was puzzled, wasn't he just happy?

"This is from Yingyi five days ago." Yan Mo gave Qi Yeming a letter with a heavy heart. The letter said that the poison master organization reappeared in the Cultivation Continent, and it was extremely rampant. Already eleven small towns have suffered, not to mention other small countries. They are simply declaring war on the entire comprehension continent.

Qi Yeming looked at the letter, the smile just now disappeared completely, his brows furrowed tightly, after hiding for thousands of years, now he finally couldn't help but come out to make trouble again!

After reading the content, the paper in Qi Yeming's hands instantly turned into powder, and the Poison Master Organization, heh!

"What shall we do next?" Poison Master Yanmo was also gnashing his teeth. What he hated at this time was not only the fact that Qi Yeming almost ruined their future, but also the tens of thousands of innocent people who suffered. According to the news, none of these eleven small towns survived, and they became eleven dead towns. Although the cultivators are respected by the strong, it does not mean that they can kill innocent people indiscriminately.

"Go back to the imperial city first." Qi Yeming glanced at Yan Mo and said, this is a big matter and he needs to discuss it with the emperor first.

Yan Mo nodded in agreement, there was nothing to clean up here, the two of them prepared to leave after removing the formation.

But they want to go, some people don't want them to go.

Taoyuan Town is a very quiet and peaceful town. Because it is located in a remote place, there are not many people coming and going, and there are only a few cultivators in the town. Everyone lives in peace and is very peaceful, but today they are surrounded by crying Howl broke.

"What about you, father?" In a small courtyard in a small town, a woman was holding a seven or eight-year-old child, and looked at her husband standing in front of her worriedly. The cute child remained motionless obediently. , a pair of watery eyes looked at his closest father in the past.

Standing in front of them was a sturdy middle-aged man with a thick and honest appearance, dressed in coarse linen. What he loved most was his first-haired wife, and he never quarreled with his wife. Even if his wife said a few words to him, he just smiled and never lost his temper.

But today he looked at his wife with a blank expression, and there was no previous kiss in his eyes, as if he had lost his soul, and his healthy bronze skin was also faintly gray, which made people look very strange, even his wife He did not answer the question.

As if she had a premonition in her heart, the wife's face became tense, she hugged the son in her arms tightly, seeing the kisses in the past

Her husband took a step closer to her, but she took a step back. The woman's intuition told her that something was wrong with her husband and she should run away, but she couldn't bear to turn around and leave, this was his husband!

The wife called the child's father again, eager to get a response from her husband.

The eyes of the middle-aged man flickered for a moment, but they were quickly replaced by ferocity. When he opened his mouth, he revealed a pair of beast-like fangs, his nails suddenly grew long, and he rushed towards his wife with a ferocious expression. past.

"Ah!" The wife's scream pierced the sky, accompanied by the cry of the child.

And the only response to them was a beast-like roar: "Roar!"

This roar seemed to turn on a switch somewhere. There were roars from all over the town, each louder and crazier than the last. At the same time, screams, shouts, and cries filled the town. The peaceful town is full of fear and blood.

Taoyuan Town is the town where Yan Mo and Qi Yeming lived this time. Just as they planned to leave this town, a sudden change occurred. Although their residence was remote, they were aware of what happened in the town. They looked at Yujian and walked away.

But after a while, the two of them arrived at the small town, and what they saw was a mess and blood and corpses all over the ground.

Yan Mo took a look at the shattered corpses, they looked like they had been bitten by wild animals, and the wounds were faintly black, and they must have been contaminated with poison. .

Yan Mo got up and the two quickly approached a place where the sound of fighting came from. They already had a rough guess about the maker of this killing.

This is a grand mansion in a small town. This is the only cultivator family in Taoyuan Town. At this time, there was a fierce fighting sound in the mansion. Yan Mo and Qi Yeming entered directly through the blood-stained gate. , Not far away, I saw a group of monks fighting with a group of guys who had become inhuman and ghostless. The two joined the battle without saying a word, drawing their swords.

This group of monks is from thousands of families in the small town. Their cultivation base is not high, even the most powerful ones are only in the middle stage of Golden Core, and the monsters they face are indeed monsters. Although their cultivation bases are generally not high, But they have sharp claws, which are comparable to middle-grade magical weapons, and they are almost invincible. Their own attacks are like hitting on wood. Tired and painless, even if you cut off the feet of this monster, he will crawl over and bite you by crawling, and he will not stop until he dismantled the monster.

Such a monster is really scary!I don't know how it came about, but suddenly my relatives and friends mutated, especially when facing the relatives and friends I get along with day and night, some people simply can't play hard, and they are already retreating steadily. Their result is nothing more than annihilation of the entire army. A heavy atmosphere lingers among this group of bloody monks. Facing such an invincible enemy, they have begun to gradually despair!

"Attack the eyes!" Yan Mo's pupils shrank when he saw the group of monsters, and then he shouted loudly, the eyes are the Achilles' heel of junior immortals.

A young man who was fighting hard heard the words and stabbed the undead man's eyes with a sword without the slightest hesitation, but the monster who had never reacted to the attack unexpectedly reacted at this time, and he raised his hand to block the attack , but the reaction speed of the junior undead is not very fast, it is too late to block the sword of the young man in the early stage of alchemy, and the long sword fell into the eyes of the undead with a puff.

"Roar!" Accompanied by the piercing of this sword, the undead roared crazily, as if going mad, the young man was caught off guard and even thrown more than one meter away, just when everyone thought this boy who appeared suddenly When he was lying, the undead man finally crashed to the ground. With this example, everyone cheered up. If there is hope to live, no one wants to die.

Knowing the weakness of this group of monsters, and with the addition of Yan Mo and Qi Yeming, the people of the Wan family immediately felt a lot easier.Qi Yeming's cultivation base is completely like cutting watermelon for junior undead people. Although Yan Mo is not as good as Qi Yeming, he is still handy. It won't take long for the monsters here to be wiped out.

Qi Yeming left without waiting for all the undead here to be killed. He noticed that there were more than one undead in this small town, and the shadow guards also appeared one after another and started slaughtering undead in this small town. .

"Under Wan Feihong, thank you very much for your help." All the undead in the small courtyard were cleared, and the Patriarch of the Wan family walked up to Yan Mo to express his gratitude. Don't look at the situation that was one-sided later, but there is no such thing. The weakness mentioned by the boy, without the massacre of that stern man, it would be almost impossible for the Wan family to escape from this catastrophe.

"It's easy to do, this undead person is poisonous, Wan Daoyou should hurry up and arrange for those injured people to take detoxification pills." Yan Mo returned the salute, and couldn't help frowning when he saw the stumped limbs, arms and corpses all over the ground. , and at the same time suggested that the poison carried by this low-level undead is not considered severe, but it will kill people after a long time.

"Thank you for your advice, little friend." Although the young man in front of him had a lower level of cultivation than himself, he did not dare to underestimate him. Wang Feihong was very respectful in his attitude.

Then recruited people to say: "Jie Er, take some of the uninjured ones to see the situation of Yan's family, butler, go and detoxify the ones in the warehouse."

Take Dan, let the injured take it quickly, and adjust your breath well. Everyone will be rewarded with a hundred low-grade spirit stones, and a heavy reward for outstanding performance in the battle. "

"Yes!" The one named Jie'er was the first young man who beheaded the undead according to what Yan Mo said. He was Wan Feihong's son named Wan Jie.

After hearing Wan Feihong's order, the people under him moved quickly, orderly and orderly. Yan Mo looked at him and admired Wan Feihong. He didn't forget to help others after he was saved, and he was also very good at enticing himself. subordinates.

This war didn't stop until late at night. The air in the town was filled with a strong smell of blood. The corpses that could be seen everywhere on the street made people almost sick. The peaceful and peaceful Taoyuan Town suffered heavy losses. There were not even one out of ten people in the town, and the Yan family, another comprehension family in the town, suffered more serious losses than the Wan family. In the end, there were only a hundred of the five hundred people left.

Qi Yeming and Yan Mo listened to the report in the hall of Wanjia, and they both frowned.

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