Chapter 50: Dead Taoist Friends Will Not Die but Poor Taoists

Style: Fantasy Author: Chen YuanWords: 2010Update Time: 24/02/20 13:45:19


Mei Zhenren flipped his bright wrist lightly and flicked his fingers. The sword talisman suddenly glowed brightly. The armadillo-like beast exploded with a "bang". The flesh and blood remains left nothing behind, and the demon elixir turned into a squirming mass of blood. Gradually blended into the void and disappeared without a trace. She examined it carefully with her wise eyes, sighed softly, and said: "This beast was transformed from the origin of the small world. Given time, it can still be resurrected. It is somewhat similar to the ghost and yin soldiers. The talisman uses the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to control it. , the sword of sword repair, the weapon of weapon repair, can break the magical power and kill it."

Wei Shiqi nodded and glanced subconsciously. I don't know if it was an illusion, but the blood in the sky was a little richer, which made people feel extremely uncomfortable. He speculated that someone was killing people in front of him, and he didn't want to collide with them too early, so he took the opposite direction and searched for the prey along the way.

Mei Zhenren has a keen eye and is good at identifying all kinds of clues. He just leaves the cats and dogs alone and concentrates on searching for big prey with strong blood. The two of them walked for most of the day, going around and around for a long time, before they found their target at the foot of a towering cliff. It was an elephant-trunk monster that looked like a mountain of meat. It was lying on the ground, sleeping soundly, sitting cross-legged on its back. There is a little man, with a nose and eyes, a small figure, and all hands and feet. He is sitting cross-legged in a serious manner, as if he is practicing meditation, even if there are five thunderbolts from the sky, he does not even raise his eyebrows.

This person did not hide in the cliff, nor shouted to kill, but bathed in the bloody light unscrupulously, turning a blind eye to the gazes of Wei and Mei, showing his masterly style.

Wei Shiqi looked at it for a few times and asked directly: "Do you understand what I'm saying?"

The Elephant Trunk Monster was snoring and couldn't wake up, and the little man was in trance and couldn't wake up. Is it pretentious or mysterious? Wei Shiqi didn't ask for a second sentence. He waved his hand, and the light of the sword rose to several feet, and he slashed it down with a mighty force. The little man sighed softly, as if he woke up from his sleep. Reluctantly, he stretched out his little hand, raised his orchid finger, pinched it with his thumb and index finger without any smoke, and pinched the invisible light of the sword, and immediately looked great. Change, jump up and down, from fingers to wrists, from wrists to elbows, shaking like dead leaves in the wind. The Elephant Trunk Monster also pretended not to be able to sleep. He roared and climbed up, as if he was carrying a mountain on his back. He took a step and seemed to notice it. He paused for a moment, then shrank back and sat down on the cliff.

Wei Shiqi's attack was just a test. He used his soul power to activate the sword light without attaching the secret talisman of turbulent flow. Even so, Wufang Breaking Dawn's true form is so powerful. The little man knew that he was invincible, and his body shape Suddenly turning from real to weak, the light of the sword was no longer blocked, and it slashed into the body of the Elephant Trunk Monster. At first, it was powerful, but it was gradually blocked by flesh and blood, muscles and bones, and its power gradually weakened, and finally it was annihilated. The elephant-trunk monster leaned against the cliff and screamed loudly, but it didn't shed even a drop of blood.

The little man's magical power of converting reality and reality is very proficient, and he can still calmly resolve it under the pressure of the soul knife. However, the elephant trunk monster resisted this knife with his physical body. It is really different. The most important thing is that the flesh and blood disintegrated. , the internal organs turned into mud, but there was no bleeding, and the soul power was released, how could it be so easy to resist.

When the little man encountered a hard idea, he took advantage of the situation and shouted urgently: "You can understand, you can understand, you can listen, you can speak, you can speak eloquently! Sir, please be merciful, please be merciful!"

The Elephant Trunk Monster staggered a few steps, its legs went limp, and it suddenly collapsed to the ground. Almost at the same time, smoke and dust billowed behind it, and a section of the cliff suddenly collapsed. After a few breaths, another section collapsed, and it was hard. The rocks turned into powder, collapsed inward, and were flattened in no time.

Wei Shiqi nodded slightly. This elephant-trunk monster had unique magical powers. It could move all the power of his sword into the cliff, which was indeed extraordinary.

The little man swore repeatedly, and Wei Shiqi stretched out his hand to press it. He immediately shuddered, covered his mouth with both hands, and rolled his eyes without saying a word. When I first came to the small world of Luohu, I met this native who spoke well. I was lucky. Qin Qu could tell the truth from the false. Wei Shiqi was not worried about his nonsense and asked a few questions casually. The little man was very knowledgeable and poured beans out of a bamboo tube. , nothing is taboo.

It turns out that he is a born spiritual creature and calls himself "Meng Chun". The elephant-trunk monster is the spiritual beast he surrendered and calls him "Red Concubine".

The small world of Luohu is hidden in the deep sea, with a secret entrance. The spiritual energy in the small world is thin, the products are poor, there are dangerous things everywhere, and time flows very fast. Therefore, except for the fierce people of the Feather Clan and the Zerg Clan, few people come here to experience it. Meng Chun and Chi Fei depended on each other, carefree and happy for many years.

About ten years ago, misfortune fell from the sky. A powerful figure suddenly broke into the small world, causing a bloody storm wherever he went. He slaughtered people blindly, extracting blood and essence to sacrifice to the treasure, causing the sky to be covered with blood and all living beings to be devastated. He was lucky. He took a look from a distance and thought he was no match. He ran away like a lost dog. He finally took a chance to catch his breath, but he didn't expect that he had just escaped from the tiger's mouth and entered the wolf's den. ", bumped into them unexpectedly.

This last sentence was added by Wei Shiqi for him.

Speaking of that "powerful person", Meng Chun's face grimaced, but he turned around and beamed with joy. Being able to escape from her hands was worthy of bragging. According to what he said, the person was a female cultivator with a dead face, quick movements, and vicious attacks. She didn't use any of her other magical powers, she just created a river of blood, rolled it up and twisted it, and wiped out all the creatures in this world. The essence and blood merged into the blood river, and even the source could not escape. It was extremely terrifying.

When Wei Shiqi heard this, his heart moved. The person Meng Chun was talking about was most likely the True Immortal Emperor Chaohua of the Qionglong Clan in Lulianzhou. During the battle at the Snake Neck Sea, she sacrificed herself to the Blood River and her body collapsed. This shows that this treasure It is so powerful that even the incarnation of Divine Mind cannot fully control it. I killed one of her incarnations before and severely offended this true immortal of the Feather Clan. In this case, I will just stop doing it and offend her again to death. I will kill people and seize treasures. I will also seize the blood river. A bit of a future threat.

Master Mei noticed the murderous intention in his heart and vaguely guessed. Although she had not experienced it personally, she heard Wei Shiqi accidentally mention a few words. Is it appropriate to kill the incarnation of the true immortal again and again? She was a little worried, and she knew that Lang had a strong heart and would not easily listen to others' advice, so she did not speak after all.

Wei Shiqi suppressed the thought and questioned him carefully, checking with Qin Qu one by one to confirm that Meng Chun was not lying. Then he nodded slightly and considered him to have passed the test. Meng Chun secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The murderous man who crashed into the door was as powerful as the female cultivator who killed indiscriminately. Finally, he knew what he was doing and didn't take any chances. He was honest and left a message. Little life.

It would be great for a person who is unfamiliar with the place to have such a local snake to serve him. Wei Shiqi thought about it and lightly told him to lead the way and find hundreds of the most ferocious creatures in this world. After he has killed enough, he will let him go. Go "fun and happy". Meng Chun had a flattering look on his face and smiled a little awkwardly. He thought to himself, could it be that this Lord also wants to sacrifice some treasure? Oops, it's okay, he doesn't look down on his small stature - people will be punished if they don't do it for themselves, and "the friends who die will not die but the poor Taoists", so just lead the way!

He bent down and bowed, vowing that he would do his best to be the "leading party".