Domineering

Chapter 116
Just when Yiying Jiupin Wuxiu swarmed into the word 'ghost'.

The young magician Mu Ling stayed behind.

He walked in front of the five people who had been beheaded by Chu Xisheng, and stared at the corpses.

The expression of the young sorcerer gradually became serious. He bent down and stared at the wound of the corpse, and then there was a little blood on it, and he sniffed lightly at the tip of his nose.

"what happened?"

'Shadowless Sword' Zhuo Baiyun originally planned to walk into that narrow path.

At this time, from the corner of his eyes, he noticed Mu Ling's unusual behavior. He raised his sword eyebrows, and immediately pushed aside the crowd, walking over with his sword in hand.

"Mu Ling, what's wrong with these corpses?"

The young sorcerer looked up and saw Zhuo Baiyun approaching, he was instinctively startled.

The Ying family only arranged two guards for him, if Zhuo Baiyun had murderous intentions towards him, then the three of them probably wouldn't survive five breaths.

But Mu Ling quickly put down his guard.

Chu Xisheng and Si Huangquan were still alive, Zhuo Baiyun would not be stupid enough to attack him at this time.

What's more, it's useless to be on guard, Zhuo Baiyun's sword can finish them off in the shortest time.

"It's very strange." Mu Ling pointed to the five corpses: "The vitality and spirit in these corpses are gone—"

Zhuo Baiyun was taken aback when he heard the words, and fixedly looked at these corpses.

All things have spirits, and the human race is the master of all spirits.

Although they have lost the huge body and innate divine power of their ancestors, their spirituality is recognized as the strongest among all mortal creatures.

Theoretically, even after death, their spirituality persists for a long time.

There is also the vitality hidden in human bone marrow and blood, which will generally dry up within two to three days after death.

"It's really gone," Zhuo Baiyun frowned, "Is there something wrong with Chu Xisheng's saber technique? I heard that some evil sect's saber techniques can absorb people's vitality and spirit."

"He only uses the Chasing Wind Knife." Mu Ling squinted at him: "His knife skills are very authentic."

That is the pure inheritance of the Phaseless Divine Sect——

Zhuo Baiyun thought carefully, and then smiled wryly: "Then I don't understand, could someone steal the vitality and spirits of these five people in public?"

He shook his head and pointed in the direction of the crossing of the word 'ghost': "This matter is indeed a bit weird, but let's go first, if we delay, we will fall behind."

During this time, the people gathered at the crossing had almost left.

Mu Ling frowned, but stood up anyway, and followed Zhuo Baiyun to the crossing.

He was very curious about this matter, but judging from the situation at the scene, there were no clues for him to explore the truth.

And just when the young magician Mu Ling was about to step into the entrance, he suddenly turned around and looked at the "Shen Ao Sanren" on the "God" tablet.

The phantom figure on the stele showed nothing unusual, he still had his hands behind his back, staring straight ahead motionlessly.

Mu Ling felt that there seemed to be a cold gaze nearby, staring at him.

Mu Ling frowned, and then the corners of his lips twitched coldly, showing a bit of irony.

He temporarily suppressed the strange feeling, turned around and walked into the crossing.

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After Chu Xisheng on the other side walked into the Yaozi Road, he saw a fog in front of him.

It wasn't until they fumbled around a corner that their vision improved slightly.

What was unfolding before their eyes was a desolate ancient road leading to nowhere.

This road was originally paved with large bluestone bricks, but because no one has walked it for thousands of years, the road is densely covered with weeds and vines.

There are dense forests on both sides, with giant trees towering into the sky, and you can't see the edge at a glance.

They really couldn't see the side, and a lot of white fog was shrouded in the distance of ten feet on both sides of the road.

Chu Xisheng's eyesight is excellent, and he can only see fifteen feet away.

Because of the shade of the trees, the room looks dim and gloomy and cold.

The surrounding area is also very quiet, only the sound of birds chirping and insects chirping.

But from time to time, the sound of apes roaring and tigers roaring came to their ears.

These voices seem to be far away, but also seem to be close at hand.

Chu Xisheng frowned slightly.

There was a faint uneasiness in his heart, which made people feel uneasy like needle pricks.

This stems from Qin Muge's talent of 'Shen Shang'.

His spiritual sense sensed the unknown danger hidden in these white mist.

There is also his intention of Yazi and Dao, which is also urgent at this time.

——You are being stared at by an unknown enemy, and your sword intent has been strengthened to the weakest level!

The young magician really didn't lie to him.

But since they have come in, there is only one way to go to the dark.

"Something's not right." Chu Xisheng looked around with serious eyes, "Be careful, I feel something is spying on us, it might be close at hand."

Zhou Liangchen was also vigilant, he put one hand behind his back, ready to draw out the epee behind him at any time.

However, helplessness immediately appeared in his eyes: "Brother Chu, can you walk slowly, the brothers can't keep up."

Chu Xisheng looked back behind him, and found that all the martial arts practitioners of the Zhou family behind them had heaving chests and heavy breaths.

Chu Xisheng looked embarrassed and slowed down.

He actually wanted to get out of this monster path before Qin Muge's character card expired.

"Actually, there is no need to rush." ​​Zhou Liangchen found that Chu Xisheng's footsteps were still fast, and he was a little puzzled: "Although Shen'ao Sanren has set a time limit of one hour, but this ninth-rank secret realm is only so big, how do we get there? It's all in time-"

At this moment, someone behind them screamed, "There is a snake!"

A group of people were already nervous, and they pulled out their weapons at the same time with awe-inspiring hearts.

Chu Xisheng was always on guard.

However, when he heard the words, he still smiled secretly.

I wondered why this person was bluffing?Is it really the ninth-rank elite selected by Zhou Family?It's just a snake—

When he turned his head, he almost froze.

To their left side, there were four giant boa constrictors with the thickness of a water tank and a length of more than twenty feet, hanging on a huge tree next to them.

They raised their windmill-sized heads, uttered snake letters, and looked at them with hunger, thirst and playfulness in their vertical pupils.

Chu Xisheng's 'five-sense psychic' felt that the cultivation of these four snakes was only rank nine, but their bodies were extraordinarily huge, and their energy and blood were filled to a terrifying level.

——This should be caused by the special environment here.

The ninth-rank secret realm opened up by Shen'ao Sanren does not allow the existence of powers above the ninth rank.

So these two monster snakes can only take the road of strengthening the body.

Chu Xisheng looked to his right again, and found that there were three hanging on the giant tree here.

He gulped down a mouthful of saliva, and subconsciously wanted to walk back.

But then his scalp went numb for a while.

On the ancient Qingshi road behind, four ferocious saber-toothed tigers stood impressively.

They also only have ninth-rank cultivation, but their bodies are frighteningly large, standing as tall as a story.

The four saber-toothed tigers stood together, blocking the road behind them.

They also stared at the lantern-sized eyes, which contained greed and cruelty.

Chu Xisheng pressed the knife at his waist, feeling that he might become a demon food.

(End of this chapter)