reborn son

Chapter 932 Looking for the Blood Pool

Zui Wu looked at the chaotic cemetery and couldn't figure out if those people had lost their minds. They hadn't found the treasure and they were fighting, and they beat out their brains one by one.

The black ghosts were very excited to see that the death of the people of the eight major forces is good. The more deaths, the better for the ghost sect.

Li Dongyang was also waving his fists excitedly, the more interesting this scene is, the better it is to kill them all.

"Brother Yang, they haven't found the Bloodbattle Grass yet, so why did they fight first?" Vanilla asked, a little confused. Those powerful guys are out of their minds?
"Crack!" Li Dongyang slapped his head, it wasn't a trick, the bloodbattle hadn't been found yet, and the fight was a bit early, but it's impossible to stop them now, he can only watch them fight.

Drunken Sword was hit one after another, blood flowed like a pillar, his face was green, all kinds of small poisons broke out at the same time, it was impossible to survive.

This made Zui Jian feel deeply unwilling, wondering if it would be easy for him to enter the school at the age of eight and overcome obstacles all the way to where he is today?

It would be fine if he died in a strong wind and waves, but he actually died in such a small place where birds don't lay eggs.

"Ah!" Drunken Sword let out a heart-piercing roar, the sword in his hand broke suddenly, and then turned into several sword lights to attack Tianhao and others.

After a sound of jingling, Drunken Sword's body slowly fell down, and he died with unsatisfactory eyes. He never dreamed that he would die under such circumstances.

Tian Hao and the others were not good-looking either, their bodies were in tatters, and some people were still shooting sword lights, and blood pillars spurted out of their bodies like a fountain.

"I didn't expect to break through at the moment of death, but he is a martial arts prodigy." Li Dongyang sighed leisurely, what a smart child, what a miserable death.

Vanilla looked at Li Dongyang, then at the group of people who continued to fight, and asked, "Why are they still fighting?"

"They all want to be the one who survives to the end." Li Dongyang smiled, he had guessed what Tianhao and others were thinking.

I don't know if the eight major forces will continue to send people over after these guys are all dead, maybe they can use the drunkenness to lead the battlefield to the ghost sect.

hehe!Li Dongyang praised his wit.

Zui Jian died, and Zui Wu was very sad. Zui Wu, who was not injured or poisoned, would definitely kill these people and spare no effort to spread hatred for Gui Zong. This is what an undercover agent should do.

In fact, Zui Wu's eyeballs were also red. He and Zui Jian entered the door at the same time, grew up together, and survived disasters together.

If he hadn't been selected as an undercover agent, his relationship with Drunken Sword would definitely be the closest in the world, and they might be fighting side by side.

It's a pity that there are no ifs and assumptions in this world, and the assumptions are untenable. Zui Jian is dead, and Zui Wu is angry.

If he hadn't been held back by the nigger, if he hadn't kept his mission in mind, maybe he would have rushed out to fight.

"Zui Wu, now is not the time to fight, let them fight among themselves." The black ghost said coldly, from the tone of his voice, it could be heard that Zui Wu's identity was not as good as that of the black ghost.

Zui Wu didn't speak, closed his eyes to suppress the impulse in his heart, he still had to complete the undercover task, this time can't be messed up, otherwise there will be mistakes.

The battle was brutal, as if they had lost their minds. Li Dongyang suspected that those guys had also absorbed the zombie poison, so they lost their minds, and just wanted to fight for a while/
Of course, it is also possible that the zombies inspired their deepest desires and did what they wanted to do most.

The battle lasted for eight hours before it ended. During the whole battle, no one escaped, and they fought in the most primitive way until their death, tearing their hands and biting their mouths, as if they had forgotten the moves they had learned.

Those beautiful big moves are less and less seen as they go to the back.

Zui Wu looked shocked, and the black ghost frowned, wondering if these people were stupid, why they gave up their advantages to fight.

Fairy Lingyue stood at the end. Who would have thought that this woman not only has a bad temper, but also has the highest martial arts.

It's just that Fairy Lingyue, who fought to the end, stood there with dazed eyes, not knowing what to do.

Zui Wu finally didn't have to bear it anymore, he flew up and drew out the long sword, the sword light disappeared in a flash, and Fairy Lingyue's head moved.

Li Dongyang stared at Feiqi's head, he saw bewilderment from that beautiful face, Fairy Lingyue didn't understand why things had developed to this point until she died?
Zui Wu held his nose and didn't dare to breathe, for fear that the hostility here would hit him, for fear that he would walk on the path Zui Jian had walked on. He still had tasks to complete, and he still wanted to live.

The nigger came out from the corner, the corners of his mouth raised high, and he was despising the eight major forces in his heart, what kind of allies, bah!A bunch of hypocrites.

"Zui Wu, hurry up and look for the blood-killing grass, I think the blood-killing grass is not far away from us."

The nigger shouted happily, the work in his hands was not slow at all.

Zui Wu didn't respond, and began to look for the blood-thirsty grass. He was at war with heaven and man, and he hesitated between killing the black ghost and running away or continuing to undercover. Maybe he still had a third way.

The third way is very simple, that is to kill the niggers and swallow the bloodbath, that is a treasure, and it will be of great use in the future.

Zui Wu's mind fluttered, his eyes glanced at the nigger from time to time, and the nigger did the same.

People who are not of my race must have a different heart, and this kind of words are also suitable here. This is what the nigger has in mind, and he dare not fully believe in Zuiwu.

In the past two days, Li Dongyang has been an honest spectator for the past two days, and has no intention of going out to grab the territory.

On the contrary, Phoenix Pavilion sent two groups of people, both of whom came to give relief, and these two groups of people did not leave after they came, and they all became coolies.

Except for these two groups of people, the Phoenix Pavilion did not send any more people, and they probably knew that sending people again would be like beating dogs with meat buns.

The weak Phoenix Pavilion didn't mean to get involved here, but was very wise and very good at protecting itself. It was the loss of the heart of the strong, which was the biggest loss of the Phoenix Pavilion.

As night fell again, Zui Wu became a little anxious. He didn't understand why the blood pool hadn't been found yet. The blood flowed all over the place, so where could the blood pool be hidden? "

There is not much time for him to hunt for treasures. The Eight Great Powers are not stupid. The news must have passed back. Maybe the reinforcements are on the way. When they arrive, there is really nothing wrong with him.

Blood-thirsty grass, even if Zui Wu still has a long way to go before leaving the state of distraction, Zui Wu doesn't want to miss the blood-thirsty grass.

Li Dongyang is holding a book, and vanilla is sitting next to him, and vanilla is also holding a book in her hand, looking for the place where the blood pool exists.

Others are looking for it on the spot, but Li Dongyang is thinking about breaking the formation. As long as the formation is broken, it is not difficult to find the blood pool. If you can't break the formation, everything is useless.

"Brother Yang, it's not in this book." Vanilla put down the book in her hand, rubbed her eyes and reported the situation.

"No hurry, let's keep looking." Li Dongyang replied, and continued to read the book in his hand without raising his head.

(End of this chapter)