"Sir! Save me!"
Hearing the cry for help from his brothers, Wang Cheng chased after him without hesitation.
"grown ups!"
Xu Chao wanted to stop Wang Cheng, but he was doing nothing in the dark. There were many dangers around him. It would be dangerous for Wang Cheng to pursue him.
Wang Cheng said without looking back: "You guys stay in the camp and don't wander around. I'll be back as soon as I go!"
Under night.
A weasel, like a cow, was running fast with a man in its mouth.
Behind him, Wang Cheng was chasing after him. He had already used his movement technique "Xiaoyaoyou" to the limit, and had already achieved nine dodges in one step, but his speed was still not as fast as the weasel.
If the weasel hadn't been holding a person in its mouth, he would have been thrown away long ago.
"We can't go on like this!"
Wang Cheng realized that if he didn't come up with a countermeasure, he would soon be thrown away.
With a thought in his mind, a flying sword flew out from his chest, and then the power of his thoughts poured into it like a tide.
A flash of light was seen, and the chopstick-long flying sword disappeared instantly, as if it had penetrated the void, and suddenly appeared behind the weasel twenty meters away.
Although the weasel's perception is far superior to that of humans, it does not have eyes in its back after all. It was also in the dark, so it had no time to dodge, and the flying sword had already hit its butt.
The chopstick-long flying sword was completely engulfed, and the pain made it howl on the spot.
As soon as its mouth loosened, the person it was holding finally escaped from the big demon's mouth.
Wang Cheng didn't have time to care about his injuries. He just said "Go back first" and continued to chase.
Because both of his flying swords were inside the weasel, he had to take them back.
The weasel was hit by two swords. After running for hundreds of meters, it finally lost strength and slowed down.
Wang Cheng seized the opportunity and shot another flying sword. This sword directly hit one of its thighs.
The weasel whined in pain, and its speed slowed down a lot. When he saw Wang Cheng, he was about to catch up.
"puff!"
There was a fart sound, and a stream of yellow smoke was emitted from behind the weasel's butt.
Strong and smelly.
Wang Cheng immediately closed his mouth and nose, but his sense of smell was too sensitive and he still smelled a little.
The sour smell almost knocked him out, and he vomited on the spot. He didn't feel better until he vomited yellow water.
When he came back to his senses, wherever there was a weasel in front of him, it had already disappeared.
Wang Cheng sniffed lightly. He was already feeling much better, but he couldn't hold back a burst of vomiting.
It is said that the passing geese leave their voices, the passing people leave their names, and the passing weasels leave behind a lot of fart stench.
Resisting the urge to vomit, Wang Cheng chased after the smell of the fart.
He chased from Pheasant Ridge to the outermost hill before he found the weasel again.
Suddenly, his expression changed, and a person slowly walked out from behind the weasel.
This man was very tall, about two meters tall. He was wearing a black armor and an iron helmet on his head. Every step he took would make a clanking sound.
Because this person wore a mask on his face, Wang Cheng couldn't see his true appearance clearly, even if he used his mind power.
What is certain is that this person is a man, and he is extremely powerful, because the mind cannot see through his reality at all.
Seeing that the weasel was following him closely, the reason why the weasel dared to attack and kill them despite the pressure of the demon king's aura must be because of this person's backing.
"Who are you?" Wang Cheng asked in a deep voice.
The man in black armor said nothing, but he disappeared instantly and appeared in front of Wang Cheng.
A fist quickly enlarged in front of his eyes!
Wang Cheng really didn't expect that this person would start fighting without saying a word, just like himself!
He quickly crossed his arms in front of his chest, and the next moment, he flew backwards as if he had been hit by a speeding car.
What a strong force!
Wang Cheng was in mid-air, his arms seemed to be broken. This man's strength was actually not inferior to his own.
"boom!"
The ground exploded, and the man in black armor didn't give Wang Cheng any chance to breathe. He didn't wait for him to land and charged at him again.
Wang Cheng controlled his body, spinning in the air like a top, narrowly avoiding the opponent's fist and landing on the ground.
However, just as his feet landed, a black shadow hit his back with a "bang".
His throat sweetened, and he was thrown away.
The weasel shook its head in a humane manner, as if the impact had hurt it.
Wang Cheng was lying on the ground, as if his bones were falling apart. The weasel's blow was no match for Xiao Cheng Wuzong.
"boom!!"
At this time, the man in black armor jumped up from the ground, then fell from the air and stepped on Wang Cheng's head, intending to trample him to death.
"Whoosh!"
At the same time, the weasel came from behind, opened its "big bloody mouth" and bit his leg to prevent him from escaping.
One person and one demon, working together perfectly at this moment.
Seeing that both sides were about to hit Wang Cheng, a dazzling lightning suddenly burst out from his body.
He saw the command talisman standing in front of him, and with a sharp shout, a bolt of lightning struck out.
"boom!!"
The black-armored man and the weasel didn't react at all, and the lightning struck them.
This thunder and lightning is the nemesis of monsters and monsters. After the weasel was hit, it howled in pain.
It ran away like crazy, but the thunder and lightning chased it like a cat encountering a mouse.
After a while, the smell of burnt fur mixed with the aroma of meat wafted out.
The weasel was covered in black smoke and lay paralyzed on the ground, its limbs twitching from time to time.
The man in black armor was also covered in smoke. He was lying on the ground like a zombie, motionless.
Wang Cheng had already expected that the command talisman would be very powerful after absorbing the sky thunder, but he did not expect it to be so powerful. It only took one blow to kill the black-armored man and the weasel.
He cautiously walked up to the man in black armor, his telepathy surrounding him.
Suddenly, his expression changed, and he knelt down and took off the mask from the black-armored man's face.
This was a face without any color, and the eyes had no sparkle at all. He had obviously been dead for a long time.
"It's actually a mummy!"
Wang Cheng deduced based on experience that the mummy took at least ten years to form.
"No wonder!"
He knew clearly in his heart that he could not find out the details of this person with his previous telekinesis. Just imagine how could he tell the depth of a corpse that had been dead for more than ten years?
However, here comes the problem!
The mummy is not a zombie. It has lost its vitality long ago and cannot attack people on its own.
The only explanation is that it was secretly manipulated!
Intuition told him that people were more likely.
Because there are very few monsters that control human corpses, and even if they do, they tend to control living people more.
However, some evil cultivators among humans often control corpses to do things for them, such as puppetry and soul-moving techniques recorded in the Martial Arts Pavilion.
"Who is behind this?"
Wang Cheng felt that he was being targeted and that someone was secretly trying to kill him.
This is already the third time someone has secretly attacked him since he entered the Valley of the Dead!
Wang Cheng suddenly remembered something and appeared in front of the weasel.
This weasel is really tenacious. He was hit by three flying swords and struck by lightning, but he didn't die immediately.
With a thought in Wang Cheng's mind, his mental power turned into a tentacle, which penetrated into the weasel's head and pulled out its soul.
This is a soul that is equivalent to the cultivation level of a human being in the out-of-body stage. However, after being hit by lightning just now, the cultivation level of telepathy was greatly reduced, so it was swallowed by the Soul-eating Pearl before it had time to struggle.
For a moment, Wang Cheng had some more memories in his mind.
These memories are entirely from the weasel's perspective, recording the moment from its memory to the moment before its death.
Wang Cheng couldn't help but feel a little happy, because a lot of this weasel's memories were about this place.
If Vujicic and his wife only provided him with a map, then this weasel's memory was undoubtedly a guide, explaining everything here.
Especially the Death Swamp, because weasels have always lived nearby, and their understanding of the Death Swamp is far greater than that of Vujicic and his wife.
"Huh?"
Wang Cheng's expression suddenly changed. Weasel actually still had something about Qinglong and the others in his memory, but it wasn't a good thing.
As far as Weasel knew, Qinglong and his group of eighty or ninety people encountered great obstacles when passing through the Death Swamp. Even though they had the forbidden weapons of the powerful Emperor Wu in their hands, they suffered heavy casualties.
Poisonous miasma, swamps, poisonous insects, these things are difficult to guard against, and are even more terrifying than the big demon and the demon king.
In the absence of a safe line, they only walked a few miles, and fifty or sixty people died. They were either poisoned or bitten to death, and some were trapped deep in the swamp and never came out.
Wang Cheng felt heavy in his heart. He ignored these and fixed the weasel's memory on this night.
Sure enough, not long ago, this man in black armor found the weasel, cast a spell on it, and controlled it to attack them in Pheasant Ridge, or in other words, lure him out.
What happened next is what just happened.
However, Wang Cheng still had no way to determine the identity of the person who secretly took action.
To be able to control a mummy with a technique similar to the puppet technique, and then cast a spell on a big demon, the cultivation level of the person who does it must be unfathomable.
But it shouldn't be very difficult to kill such a person, so why do you still want to do these foolish things?
Wang Cheng couldn't understand.
He secretly remembered it in his mind, and then withdrew the three flying swords from the weasel's body.
At the same time, after devouring the soul of a big demon, the Soul-Eating Pearl transformed it into telekinesis and fed it back again.
His telekinesis cultivation level continued to improve, but this time he failed to make a breakthrough. Although his cultivation level had increased, he was still at the peak of the object control realm.
Wang Cheng knew that he had encountered a realm barrier again. The peak of the Object Control Realm and the Out-of-Body Realm seemed to be similar, but in fact there was a gap between them.
In order to achieve a breakthrough, in addition to accumulating a large amount of mental power, you also need certain opportunities and insights.
What surprised him was that since he entered the Valley of the Dead, he had taken elixirs and swallowed the soul of the great demon, but he still failed to activate the fifth skill of the Soul-Eating Orb.
What exactly is this fifth skill?
I've had so many opportunities but haven't been able to open them!
With a trace of doubt, Wang Cheng quickly rushed back to the camp.
Somewhere in the woods.
A man sat cross-legged, eyes closed, breathing long, and had entered a deep level of practice.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes, his eyes filled with evil energy.
"What a domineering aura of thunder. Could it be that this man has a thunder weapon in his hand?"
His face was gloomy.
How long will it take this time?
When something like an ant actually had such strength, wouldn't he be able to kill it no longer after a while?
He stood up slowly, he couldn't delay any longer, he had to do it himself this time!
