Seeing Wei Qi leaving, Song Xin quietly followed him.
Moreover, it is this guy who currently knows his identity as a practitioner. No matter what his intention is for not telling Zhou Wenzhi, there is no guarantee that he will not tell it in the future. One's own identity as a practitioner is the basis for dealing with the Three Saints Sect, and it is also the biggest trump card against them. Moreover, he has also practiced the evil corpse dismantling technique. If he is allowed to master it, it will be a bigger trouble.
"We must get rid of him tonight!"
Although I don’t know if Liu Jing is nearby, this person must be eliminated as soon as possible!
He released Song Yu and said to him: "Song Yu, listen carefully. If you encounter a black beast, help me hold it down for a while."
"Don't worry, young master, with this puppet body, it won't be difficult to hold it back for a while!" Song Yu assured, patting her chest.
Wei Qi didn't notice anyone following him. He quietly came to the southwest corner of the city. He took a deep breath and stretched out his palm. The nails grow at a speed visible to the naked eye, and do not stop until they are half an inch long. Song Xin noticed that he was obviously a little uncomfortable, as if he was enduring the pain.
Wei raised his fingers and dug directly into the hard rammed earth city wall, climbed up like a gecko, used the shadow to avoid the patrolling soldiers, and jumped out of the city.
Song Xin followed closely and followed him to a mass grave in the west of the city. Here are the dead people buried without owners. After a homeless person or beggar dies, if the better ones give money, someone will build a grave. If you don't have money, you can just break a roll of mat and throw it away, and the wild dogs and crows will eat them up in a few days.
At this time, the moon was full and shining faintly, and there was a faint mist floating among the tombs. The large and small grave bags and broken mat jars in the mass graves are like a layer of white ashes of the dead. A smell of mildew and putridity permeated the tombs.
"The corpse spirit here is so strong!" Song Xin sniffed.
While talking, Wei Qi had already arrived at an open space between the mass graves. He closed his eyes and sat quietly, seeming to adjust his breathing. The surrounding phosphorus fire emerged from time to time, emitting a fluorescent green light.
"He is practicing." Song Yu said.
"Yes, I can see it." Song Xin was curious about how this kind of corpse cultivator was practiced. Wei Qi was seen raising his arms and his eyes suddenly opened. At this time, his eyes were no longer as black as a normal person, but dark, like the eyes of a dead corpse. Then his hair gradually faded from black and turned gray, as if a bag of incense ash had been sprinkled on his pocket. However, his skin, which was originally shiny and elastic for a young man, now looked like a mummy, gray with burnt yellow.
"Ah!" Wei Qi roared, and Song Xin felt the putrid smell coming out of the surrounding graveyards, gathering towards Wei Qi. Then, he breathed all the rancid smell into his body and closed his eyes again.
"He is transforming the rotting energy of these dead people and integrating them into the corpse core in the Dantian." Song Yu said.
"It turns out that the practice of corpse cultivators is similar to that of cultivators. Where did his corpse core come from? Isn't the corpse core only found in corpse mandrills? Could it be that he refined the corpse mandrills in that small village?"
Song Xin then shook his head again, thinking it shouldn't be the case. Judging from Wei Qi's cultivation level, he should have only been practicing this technique for a short time.
"According to Wei Qi, Liu Jing probably won't help him find the corpse core, so the most likely candidate is the 'Holy Envoy' we heard about at the Three Saints Sect that day."
Song Yu said: "Well, I think so too."
While speaking, Wei Qi seemed to have digested the rotten air that had been swallowed into his body, and his face, hair, and skin had returned to normal. However, there was an extra corpse stain the size of a fingernail near his temple. The corpse spots seemed to be alive, like a group of black ants, still squirming slowly.
Wei Qi stood up and looked around greedily, as if searching for something. After a moment, he saw a dead man wrapped in a torn mat. He ran over like a hungry ghost, tore off the dead man's arm and started chewing on it.
This scene left Song Xin stunned.
"He...eats dead people?"
Wei Qi now looks like
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Like an unconscious zombie.
Song Yu, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said: "The Corpse Extraction Technique we have obtained does not mean that every time the Corpse Cultivator practices for a week, he will feel hungry and unbearable. At this time, he must eat the carrion of the dead. The rotten air in the carrion It can help them quickly replenish their consumption.”
"This person can't be kept." Song Xin nodded secretly, and instantly pinched a Heart Fire Seal in his fingers, flicking it lightly.
The moment he used his spiritual power, the invisibility charm expired and Song Xin's figure emerged.
Wei Qi immediately noticed the change. When he looked up, he saw a ball of orange flames running toward his door like a ghost.
He yelled something bad and jumped up like a frightened cat. He used his consciousness to see his opponent clearly, but was immediately dumbfounded. Because within his consciousness, there was no human figure at all. When Song Xin displayed the Heart Fire Seal, he had already used the Hidden God Transformation and the Nine Ghost Hidden Qi to cover up his and Song Yu's figures. Wei Qi could only see a vague figure in the distance with his naked eyes, but his spiritual consciousness could not detect him.
No matter how stupid he is, he can still realize that his opponent's cultivation level is much higher than his. He must have been practicing and was discovered by practitioners who wanted to kill him.
Seeing the orange flames chasing him like a ghost, Wei Qi gritted his teeth and landed like a civet cat, dodging left and right between the graves. But how could his whereabouts escape Song Xin's detection skills.
When the Heart Fire Seal was about to hit him, Wei Qi grabbed a dead body at hand and suddenly blocked it in front of him. The Heart Fire Seal got into the corpse with a pop, instantly igniting the corpse.
Wei Qi was startled, feeling that the flame was a bit unusual. As you get closer, you can feel a strong desire arise in your heart, and this desire soon becomes like boiling water, boiling.
Wei Qi quickly threw away the body and retreated, feeling a little more comfortable now.
"Who is it? Why did you launch a sneak attack?"
Wei Qi shouted loudly, but the two blurry figures ignored him at all.
Suddenly, scattered rays of light appeared around the figure. Just as Wei Qi exclaimed, those rays of light arrived in front of him in the blink of an eye. Only then did he see clearly that these were tiny arrows made of orange flames, only about three inches in length.
At the moment of despair, something suddenly changed.
A black cloak flew up in the air and rolled up the fire arrows. Then the cloak tightened, and Song Xin felt that the fire arrows were out of control.
Wei Qi was overjoyed, "Holy Envoy! Are you the Holy Envoy?"
Before he finished speaking, the ground in front of Wei stood up and slowly rose, a head broke out of the earth, and then, a huge body rose from the earth.
Song Xin took a look and saw that this was the black dog. Looking at this familiar yet unfamiliar face, Song Xin couldn't help but be stunned, "Tuoshan..."
"Sir, be careful, I'll help you block this smelly dried meat!" Song Yu clenched her fists and said.
As he spoke, his figure rushed towards Hei Jian. At this time, Wei Qi saw clearly the face of the person opposite him. This man was handsome and wielding a square-shaped halberd, but he didn't know who he was.
"Who are you! Why did you attack me!"
"Stop talking nonsense!" Song Yu shouted coldly, already rushing in front of Hei Jian, raising his halberd and stabbing him.
"Bang!" The halberd collided with Hei Jian's face, making a muffled sound.
Song Yu frowned, but the halberd could not penetrate. At this time, Hei Jian's throat made a sound like a low roar of a beast. He bent the halberd with a backhand shot, and then the huge figure suddenly rushed in front of Song Yu and slapped him on the head.
The blow was so heavy that it almost broke Song Yu's neck. His figure could not withstand the huge force, and flew out with a whoosh, knocking over a series of broken clay pots, and finally fell to a grave before stopping. Most of the flesh on the entire face was scratched off.
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Can't stop it.
"Song Yu, you are no match for him! I'll do it!" Although Song Xin was nervous, he wanted to have a chance with this kind of opponent to see what his fighting power was like.
Wei Qi shouted in panic at this time: "Sir! Quick... kill him quickly, he is a practitioner!"
The black jade transformed by Tuoshan ignored him at all and just stood between Song Xin and Wei Qi like an iron tower.
"Lord Holy Envoy?" Wei Qi wondered why this guy didn't move.
"Do you want to order me to do something?" At this time, Hei Jian actually spoke.
This sound not only made Wei Qi tremble, but also Song Xin and Song Yu were shocked and confused. "Does he still have intelligence? This is too incredible."
The corpse mandrills recorded in "The Record of Ten Thousand Lives", even if they have evolved to the level of black beasts, are only monsters that attack based on instinct, and none that can speak have yet been seen. But then I thought about it, maybe it was the Holy Envoy controlling the black horse somewhere. And this rotten mass grave should be the place where this black cat was temporarily conceived.
When Wei Qi heard Hei Jian speaking, he didn't dare to speak anymore. He just hid behind a dilapidated tombstone, not even daring to breathe.
At this time, Heijuan said mechanically: "Practitioners, don't mind your own business. If you retreat, I will spare your life."
It didn't know Song Xin's true identity, and it saw Song Yu getting up from the ground. Although her skin and flesh were damaged, not a drop of blood was shed.
Song Xin stared at Hei Jian, lowered his voice and said, "Okay, I'll retreat now."
Hei Jian stared here without saying a word. The dark red light in his eyes was always locked on himself.
Song Xin slowly backed away, and when his figure was about to disappear into the darkness, his sea of consciousness suddenly shook, and a long transparent thorn condensed by his consciousness appeared in front of his forehead. Song Xin jumped back, and the long thorn flew out, instantly making an air-piercing explosion.
Wei Qi was about to be happy when he saw the other party leaving, when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head, and then he screamed, like a fish thrown on a hot iron plate, struggling and bouncing, holding his hands His head rolled on the ground.
"Divine Stinging Technique!"
Song Xin pretended to leave, but suddenly released his divine thorn technique, directly piercing Wei Qi's brain, destroying the fragile sea of consciousness he had just planted!
Hei Jian obviously didn't expect that Song Xin would make a sneak attack, and he would actually kill someone with an invisible divine attack. With an angry roar, he strode towards Song Xin, wanting to tear him into pieces.
"Walk!"
Song Xin instantly sank into the ground, spiritual energy spurted out from his feet, and he flew away like a swordfish. And the corpse mandrill was not slow, and actually followed him into the ground, following closely.
"Oops, we're getting closer!" Song Xin felt that the corpse mandrill's earth escape was faster than his own, and it was already behind him after a few breaths. Song Xin could already feel the smell of corpse rot emanating from Hei Jian's body.
"Song Yu, go kill Wei Qi! I'll stop him!" Song Xin shouted, and then he came out of the ground with a whoosh, like a flying fish emerging from the water. At the same time, he twisted and tossed in mid-air, and several black balls were thrown over. At this time, Heijian also emerged from the ground, and the ball hit him directly.
Then there were three earth-shaking serial explosions, making the dust and gravel on the ground dance. In the firelight and thick smoke, there were countless stones and caltrops flying everywhere. The huge shock wave blew the black horse back directly, and fell to the ground with a bang, knocking the surrounding vegetation and trees into a mess.
"Hey, it turns out you're also afraid of bombs!"
What Song Xin threw was the bomb that had been used to deal with Lu Ying and the dead soldiers of the Lu family. Zhang Moyang made a lot of them that time and hasn't used them all yet. Now Song Xin still has about a dozen of them in his storage ring.
When Mandrill got up, three dents had been blasted into his body, but the caltrops could not penetrate his skin at all. But this burst of smoke caused Hei Jian to lose his target.
By this time, Song Xin had already disappeared.
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