The evil cultivator is weak, so who is the match for this brutal master and disciple?
But this is also to scare the other party.
Mo Yuheng felt so, because with his knowledge, he couldn't search for the other party's soul.
Otherwise, the opponent's curse will come true. Yes, it is not a waste of an interrogation piece.
Unexpectedly, Master Fusang directly covered Xie Xiu's head with his hands.
Make the other party unable to move, even if they are shocked and panicked.
The begging look in his eyes couldn't make anyone feel sympathy for him.
The evil aura on the other side's evil-doing body was not a lie. The people present had already hardened their hearts.
Even his mouth couldn't speak, he could only feel the tearing pain deep in his soul.
His expression was ferocious and twisted, with numerous veins popping out.
Looks like a ghost.
Mo Yuheng was anxious, but when he turned his eyes, he saw the master surging into a bamboo.
After calming down, the instructor must have a way to solve the curse.
What method is used to trace back to the source?
Should he first wipe out the soul-eating insect in his mind, then there would be a chance...
Thinking of these eyes, which looked comfortable and confident, he slowly touched the other's leather handbag with another jade hand, and slowly floated up, a black thing, struggling constantly.
He tried to seize the opportunity to sneak out, but was caught again.
Everyone saw with helpless eyes that it turned out to be a small soul-eating insect, greedily devouring the spiritual energy of this world.
His body swelled slightly, and he arrogantly wanted to penetrate into Zhenjun Fusang's body through his palms. Unfortunately, he was slowed down by the flames and burned with no trace of his body.
Seeing this scene, Xie Xiu's eyes widened and he felt excited.
He didn't expect that his curse would be lifted one day. He originally wanted to surrender to the city, but the other party attacked him more harshly than he did.
Without giving him a chance to beg for mercy, he reached out and slapped him on the head, making him dizzy and dizzy.
All the memories in the world emerged, and the newborn baby learned to crawl, speak and write step by step.
Various experiences of how to grow come to mind one by one, and you can understand his entire process.
It turns out that the Soul-eating Insect was discovered in an ancient ruins, and it has only been there for two or three years so far.
The ancient ruins were not just that simple, they continued to develop them.
It is precisely because the development of this ancient ruins has brought them huge benefits that many people have made breakthroughs in cultivation and have now grown into a strong evil cultivator group.
A young monk has no idea where the specific ancient ruins are, nor is he qualified to know this place and its secrets.
He didn't know what benefits he could get from it. He knew from the guesswork and memory in his head that this time the evil cultivator came here and there was something good that they were interested in.
But I don’t know where this good thing is, but I have a map in my hand. The good thing about finding this island is on this island.
No other specific information was found. The soul of the evil cultivator withdrew from his spiritual consciousness. After exiting, the evil cultivator in front of him instantly turned into a demented fool with dull eyes and a giggle.
The drool dripping from his mouth shows that he has obviously lost his original memory.
With a casual throw, Mo Yuheng killed the opponent with one strike without hesitation.
Bodies fell from the sky and plopped into the ocean floor.
Zhenjun Fusang told all the information he observed to the higher-ups, including Mo Yuheng.
After everyone speculated among themselves, they entered the island one after another, looking around for any good things that the evil cultivators would risk to come and check out.
Many people are densely packed, looking for a nook and cranny on the island, and they are not willing to let go of a small ant.
Everything is too normal, and I haven't found any so-called genius treasures or relics.
"Zhenjun Fusang, we still haven't found him. Could it be that they got it wrong?"
Zhenjun Wuji looked at the island that had been turned upside down, and replied a little uncertainly.
It even spreads directly to the reefs outside and into the seabed.
Mo Yuheng, who was also clueless, flew into the air and came to the master's side. He had also carefully searched for the place where he had not left just now. Even though he was careful and careful, he could not find the place that the evil cultivator wanted to find.
After all the efforts, I couldn't find it. What was the other party planning? Mistaken
It's just that everyone doesn't know that the cunning evil cultivator is by no means a simple relic as it appears, nor is it so easy to discover.
Could it be that there is some formation hidden here that is beyond everyone's ability to see?
The thing that opened the door was in the other party, and everyone had no clues when discussing it, so they had no choice but to give up and sigh.
Zhenjun Fusang's brows were also furrowed and he refused to leave the island.
Since we can't find it, we won't give it to the other party, so we will remain in a stalemate here.
Mo Yuheng saw his master like this, and saw so many corpses of evil cultivators lying on the ground.
I personally went into battle and took off the clothes of each corpse, but I couldn't find any information, not even in the storage bag.
As expected, he was a careful and cunning evil cultivator, and he didn’t leave any clues.
But don't think that he will give up. He rolled his eyes and thought of a good idea.
He maliciously looked around other places and sent a message to the master: "Master, let's leave here first and pretend to go back to Tianhai City to guard. In fact, we will find a place closer to here to hide and prevent the other party from discovering it. Our traces. Let the other party think that after we leave, they will come to check here. As time goes by, they can still bear it..."
After hearing this, Zhenjun Fusang no longer stubbornly nodded.
With a big wave of his hand, he led everyone away quickly. The movement was so fast that even the evil cultivator couldn't help but be foxy. Could this be some kind of trap?
So much so that after they saw the immortal cultivator leaving, they refused to come over and stayed there for a month without any movement. The immortal cultivator Yu Xu, who was secretly hiding in a deep corner, was also waiting impatiently.
Especially the Lord of Tianhai City, who is not such a patient elder: "Fusang, do you think this is okay? They are not fools and will be deceived. And if we leave so obviously, the fish will take the bait."
He shook his head and spread his hands: "If it were me, I would never be so stupid. I'll wait until you leave and come back."
Fusang Zhenjun's expression was as gentle as usual, but the deep calculation deep in his eyes could not be seen through: "Don't worry, the balance will definitely be on the hook. Such a clumsy method can at least force them to panic."
"What's the meaning?"
The Lord of Tianhai City was very anxious, circling in circles and stamping his feet.
"I won't tell you."
The two of them happened to be at odds with each other. How could he tell the old man in front of him?
The Lord of Tianhai City blew his beard and glared in anger. If he couldn't beat the other party, why couldn't he beat the young one?
So he licked his face and came over and asked Mo Yuheng, "Master Li, what does this mean?"
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