"Wu Huan, be careful, two powerful guys are coming."

As the killing sprung up, Feng Qingyou's voice suddenly sounded in Ye Qing's ears.

"A powerful guy?" Ye Qing looked up and saw a strange monster with a powerful aura floating over from a distance in the black and white forest.

Yes, not walking, but floating.

There are two monsters, one black and one white. The white monster is as pale as paper, even its pupils are pale, without a trace of blemishes; the black monster is as black as ink, with no other color on its body, making it gloomy and gloomy.

Except for the different colors, the two weird shapes, appearances, and sizes are almost identical, just like long-lost twin brothers.

The two weird figures were human-like, with complete facial features, wearing robes, and holding two mourning sticks in their hands. However, the bottom of the robes was empty, without legs or feet, and they were floating in the air like ghosts.

"Snapped……"

The black and white monsters slowly approached, and the black and white mourning stick in their hands was gently swung down. The monsters blocking the way seemed to be crushed by invisible forces, and they all shattered.

But the strange thing is that there is no blood gushing out from the bodies of those strange monsters. Instead, they all turn pale or pitch black, continue to fragment, and finally turn into particles of dust, dissolving into the black and white forest.

And those monsters seemed to be very afraid of the black and white monsters. When they saw the two monsters approaching, their fear defeated their greed, and they all retreated and disappeared into the forest.

Ye Qing: "..."

I just put up with grabbing monsters, but you even uprooted the leeks I got. Can't I kill you?

In Ye Qing's perception, these two monsters are both resentment-level monsters and very powerful, but the hatred of stealing monsters is something that an uncle can't bear, but an aunt can't bear!

And it seemed that the two monsters had no intention of letting him go. They were not tempted by the scent of the black and white fruit, but instead attacked him with a tacit understanding, one on the left and the other on the right.

"Before I don't know your names, let's call you Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai! Such cute names will come at your advantage."

Ye Qing's figure swept away, to strike first, and suddenly appeared in front of Xiao Hei, holding his big sleeves like the sun and the moon, all the air within a few feet was swept away, leaving only the roar of the scorching foehn wind.

Incessantly, it enveloped Xiao Hei.

Xiao Hei's mouth opened wide, but strangely he didn't make any sound. The mourning stick in his hand surged out with extremely rich black energy, swaying like fire.

Xiao Hei waved his mourning stick, and the black air filled the air. With some strange power, it actually turned the invisible foehn wind into black.

The moment the foehn wind was dyed black, it seemed that it had lost all its power and turned into invisible dust, dissipating.

"What a weird power!"

Ye Qing frowned slightly. This was the first time he encountered a monster who was not afraid of Foehn. At this moment, Ye Qing suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart and his hair stood on end.

In his mental perception, he saw Xiaobai, who was still ten feet away, suddenly appear behind him as if he could teleport. The mourning stick in his hand ignited with blazing white flames and hit the back of his head.

Ye Qing stepped forward, and a scimitar appeared in his hand. At a strange angle, it struck Xiao Bai's neck first and second. It was strange and vicious, and it captured the soul!

"Chasing Soul Sword Technique, Chasing Soul"

The light of the sword was like a dream, fleeting, a thin mark appeared on Xiao Bai's neck, and then a head rose into the sky.

However, without his head, Xiaobai did not die, and the mourning stick in his hand continued to hit.

Ye Qing didn't expect this situation to happen. He was unprepared for a moment and was slapped on the shoulder with the wail stick.

Suddenly, Ye Qing's body trembled, and he felt a strange force invade his body, as if it wanted to assimilate his flesh, blood, and organs into some kind of white dust.

"snort……"

Ye Qing snorted coldly, his body was like an oven, the energy was flowing like a bright sun, and the strange power in his body was melted away in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, Xiao Hei, who had escaped from trouble, suddenly approached and hit his head with the wail stick in his hand.

Having learned from the past, Ye Qing did not resist forcefully, and the scimitar in his hand swept across him, the sword's blade was criss-crossing like a river.

"boom……"

Amidst the roar, Xiao Hei was directly knocked away by the majestic force, black energy overflowed from his body, and the mourning stick in his hand was also broken into two sections.

On the other hand, Ye Qing was fine, except that the scimitar in his hand was infected by the black air, turned black, and finally turned into black dust.

On the other side, Xiao Bai, who had lost his head, swayed slightly and saw the white dust in the white forest gathering together and rushing into Xiao Bai's body. A big head grew back again.

The mourning stick in Xiao Hei's hand did the same thing and returned to normal.

"I still don't believe it. You guys are really invincible."

Ye Qing raised his dark eyebrows and took a step forward. The ground shook slightly, and his figure suddenly disappeared. When he reappeared, he was already behind Xiao Bai, swinging his arms horizontally as if he were throwing a monument.

Xiao Bai, who had just grown his head, had his head smashed once again. Immediately, Ye Qing pressed down with his left hand, and activated the ghost fire with his thunderous hand, and the void was exploded.

Xiaobai seemed to be imprisoned, unable to break free, and was eventually burned to ashes by ghostly fire.

The moment Xiao Bai was burned to ashes, Ye Qing's body was half twisted, his spine was like a dragon, and he punched Xiao Hei who appeared behind him at some unknown time.

The foehn wind howled and shook the sky.

"Steamed Daze Style"

As the foehn wind blew, Xiao Hei's body disappeared inch by inch, dark red flames surged out of his body, and finally turned into ashes.

"Huh... you're all burned to ashes, I don't believe you're still alive."

Ye Qing breathed a long sigh of relief and shook his fist, blowing away the ash on the ground.

"Wu Huan, these two weirdos are called Black and White Spirits. Black and White Spirits are born from the essence of the Black and White Forest. They can be understood as the guardian spirits of the Black and White Forest. So strictly speaking, as long as the Black and White Forest does not die, Black and White,

Bai Ling will not die."

Feng Qingyou looked at the fussy Ye Qing, her eyebrows were as bright as the moon, and she chuckled: "Therefore, Wu Huan, I have to trouble you again and hold on for a while."

"..."

What the hell? It’s not over yet?

Ye Qing was stunned. When he turned around, he saw Feng Qing's eyes that were as curved as the bright moon and his smile, which was quiet and gentle.

"Wu Huan, you can do it!"

Ye Qing was speechless and subconsciously looked to the side, only to see black and white dust constantly gathering in the black and white forest, re-condensing into Hei You and Bai Ling.

"I……"

Although it is said that men cannot say no, when faced with such unreasonable weirdness, I cannot do it!

"Be careful, Wu Huan, they are here again!" Ye Qing was stunned, hearing Feng Qingyou's voice ringing in his ears. He sighed helplessly and rolled up his sleeves, like a huge wave rolling up thousands of piles of snow.

The black and white spirit was knocked away by Yixiu, but the next moment, two monsters rushed up again.

Ye Qing had no choice but to strike first and rush forward, fighting with the black ghost and the white spirit.

On the other side, while Ye Qing was fighting with Heiyou and Bailing, Feng Qingyou took out a jade box, walked to the black and white grass, and started picking the fruit of life and death.

The strange thing is that every time you pick a living or dead fruit, the color of the black and white forest will become lighter, just like water is added to the rich ink, it begins to dilute, and it is no longer as pure and flawless as before.

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In the white forest, there are some speckled impurities; in the black forest, there are also traces of paleness.

"Ho ho ho..."

The black and white spirits also noticed something unusual, roared angrily, gave up on Ye Qing, and all rushed towards Feng Qingyou.

Ye Qing would not do what they wanted. Taking advantage of the distraction of the two monsters, Ye Qing opened his mouth and vomited, and the flying thunder flew past. The violent thunder directly split the black ghost and white spirit into powder.

At this time, Ye Qing naturally discovered the abnormality in the black and white forest. As Feng Qingyou picked more and more fruits of life and death, the changes in the black and white forest became more and more serious, and the black and white colors gradually faded away.

"Huhu..."

The breeze blew slowly from the depths of the black and white forest, stirring the dead branches and leaves, making a whining sound. Ye Qing actually felt a trace of sadness and... hatred and hatred from the breeze.

"Hate? Hate?"

Ye Qing touched his nose and realized that the forest still had emotions. Before he finished his thoughts, he saw thick black (white) dust floating in the black and white forest, making it look like a white snowy night.

"No way!"

Ye Qing suddenly had a very ominous premonition in his heart.

"Wu Huan, leave quickly!"

At this time, Feng Qingyou had also picked all the ripe fruits of life and death, said hello, and took the lead to rush out of the black and white forest.

Ye Qing did not hesitate and hurriedly followed Feng Qingyou and swept outward.

At this time, I saw that in the surrounding black and white forest, the black (white) dust actually condensed into black and white spirits, no less than hundreds, densely packed, occupying all places.

All the black and white spirits were the same, with expressionless faces, as black as night and as white as snow, and they all chased Ye Qing and Feng Qingyou.

What frightened Ye Qing even more was that all the black and white spirits were resentment-level monsters.

Being chased by hundreds of resentment-level monsters is so damn exciting!

"Qingyou, what's going on? You never told me that there are so many black and white spirits?" Ye Qing looked at Feng Qingyou beside him and swallowed.

Feng Qingyou looked calm without any sense of urgency: "It is true that the black and white spirits are the guardian spirits of the black and white forest, but the black and white forest does not only have a pair of black and white spirits."

"To be precise, under normal circumstances, there will only be a pair of black ghosts and white spirits in the black and white forest, but if the black and white forest feels some kind of huge danger, such as fire, large-scale felling, destruction, etc., it will automatically

Generate more black and white spirits to protect the forest."

"Qingyou, tell me the truth, what on earth did you do that is so outrageous?" To cause such a huge reaction in the Black and White Forest, what did Feng Qingyou definitely hide from him?

Feng Qingyou didn't hide anything and said straightforwardly: "The Fruit of Life and Death is created by gathering the essence of all the creatures in the Black and White Forest. Strictly speaking, the Fruit of Life and Death itself is the essence and origin of the Black and White Forest. How can others not be angry if we take other people's treasures?"

?"

"Don't tell us, it's you. I'm just a poor little person who was kept in the dark." Ye Qing complained in his heart and stumbled.

When he lowered his head, he saw that at some point, the weeds and vines under his feet were wrapped around his ankles like spiritual beings, and the surrounding branches were also baring their claws to block their escape route.
Chapter completed!