A group of players fighting against the puppets were scarred, but not without the strength to fight. They also stuffed a pill into their mouths every once in a while, presumably an antidote or something like that.
Acheng thought for a while, he was not familiar with this place, he came here alone, and he had no medicine. It would be good if he could get some from them, so he walked over.
"Hey, friend, do you want to help?" Acheng smiled slightly, hoping to give them a kind impression.
"Donor, be careful. The poor nun is Emei sent to tell you that the demons here are being suppressed. Daozi is surrounded. These puppets are poisonous!" replied a master who was leading the team in the crowd. He paused and took out a bottle of elixir from his arms and threw it away.
Xiang Acheng said: "This is my Emei-specific antidote. It is very effective against the corpse poison here!"
"Watcher, thank you so much, Master, for the gift of medicine!" Acheng carefully took the medicine and gave the crowd a polite fist.
After taking the potion, of course he had to do something for others. Acheng did not hesitate and rushed forward decisively.
The puppets with intermediate strength also knew how to cooperate. Although the large army was held back by the Emei faction, three puppets still ran over, waving the long knives in their hands, preparing to join forces to kill Acheng.
With Acheng's current strength, he can definitely kill with one hit with all his strength, but he has reservations about everything. Not all the players among the NPCs are well-intentioned. If something goes wrong, he will be in trouble. Thinking of this, Ah Cheng
Cheng then retained a third of his strength, and while fighting with the puppets, he observed the Emei disciples.
Except for Master Ming Tai, who has the strength of the high-intermediate level, the others are basically at the beginning and middle-level of the intermediate level. Acheng sighed at the strength of the big sect. A group of people who just came out to slay demons and demons have such strength. It seems that the big sect has such strength.
The sect's heritage is indeed rich, and I think of my own Baji Sect, which is not as rich as it is.
A quarter of an hour later, everyone from the Emei faction had finished killing dozens of puppets, leaving only a few scattered ones still struggling. Acheng also managed to defeat the three puppets with a few moves.
"Thank you, Master, for the gift of medicine!" Acheng came to the crowd and bowed his hands humbly in thanks.
"Young master is very skilled in martial arts, but a poor nun is doing this for nothing. I wonder what the master is here for?" Liao Ming saw that Acheng's words were sincere and his behavior was decent, but he was not too cold.
"I accepted the notice from the government and came to destroy the Taoist ghosts in Puppet Cave!" Acheng informed Ming.
"Young Master, this place is too dangerous. There are more than ten people in my Emei group, and now there are only a few people left in front of me. Please go back, Master!" Master Liao Ming explained to Acheng in a very kind way, "Young Master is skilled in martial arts. If you have
It would be such a shame to lose your life!"
Acheng saw the nun and heard that he had come to exterminate ghosts and Taoists. He immediately changed his face and persuaded himself to go back. It seemed that he had hesitated before giving the medicine, and it must have been because he came alone.
Acheng then thought about it, he was alone right now. The master in front of him had the same skill as him. He had not seen her use any superb skills just now. She was obviously wary of him. It would be irrational to take action now. If he was far away,
Follow them and you might find something.
Thinking of this, Acheng stopped supporting him, thanked him, turned around and left.
Liao Mingshi secretly let out a breath. The strength of the intermediate and high-level people certainly allowed him to see that Acheng's strength was not inferior to hers. If he went to the back, there would definitely be inconvenience. After all, he was an outsider.
After Acheng's figure disappeared from the entrance of the cave, Liao Ming also gathered everyone and continued to clean up the puppets, preparing to go to the fourth floor.
Acheng, who followed the crowd quietly, did not dare to get too far forward, for fear that the old nun would find out, and then she would not be able to explain clearly, and might just take action. This was not what Acheng wanted to see.
Liao Ming and others cleared the place layer by layer. On the fifth floor, Acheng finally saw the strength of this old nun. The Emei sect has always been known for its fast, light and agile martial arts. Liao Ming was fighting against the fifth layer of golden armor. During the battle between corpses, Acheng was surprised by his advanced martial arts "Lufting Clouds Dance". The white brush in his hand seemed to be alive. When matched with Emei's "Following the Wind", he was really like a butterfly dancing at night under the setting clouds. In Acheng's look of disbelief, he killed the gold-priced corpse, just like on the fourth floor. No items came out, which made Acheng Yizhen puzzled.
Acheng, the silver-armored corpse on the fourth floor, also went up to observe. It was indeed motionless and unresponsive. This thing's body was extremely hard. Acheng's full-strength attack in time could only dent the silver-armored corpse's chest. The gold-priced corpse on the fifth floor must have a stronger defense. Why did it die so easily? Could it be that it uses true energy to destroy it internally?
About a cup of tea after Mingming's group of people entered, Acheng also sneaked in. His eyes lit up, but Acheng stood dumbfounded. Four of the seven people who entered the place fell to the ground. There were two other players among them, and Liao Ming also fell in the corner, motionless.
There was only a middle-aged man dressed as a Taoist, who was busy carrying the fainted person. Instead of tying him up, let alone carrying him to a bed, he carried him into a large pit, where blood and water overflowed, but there was no trace of blood. There was no smell of blood. The man used the knife on the side that was already stained red with blood to directly cut off the head of the female player who moved over and threw it into the pool. The level of blood in front of him was shocking. If a female player saw it, he would probably I fainted immediately.
Acheng's breath was calm and he didn't dare to move. He looked at a person dressed as a Taoist priest and thought: This Taoist is a ghost Taoist. The gatekeeper's gold-priced corpse has the strength of an intermediate and high-level, so he must be at an advanced level, although Acheng also has it. The strength of the intermediate and high-level players dare not change. This is the difference between second-rate and first-rate masters. Although the difference is only one level, the mystery is not easily understood.
In a short while, the Ghost Taoist family had dealt with all the people. When they arrived, Ming Ming, who was still unconscious in the corner, was moved to the stone bed next to him. Yes, it was a bed. Acheng thought to himself, this Ghost Taoist man is really extraordinary. , you don’t want to be young and beautiful, but you choose an old nun who is over thirty years old. Her taste is so strong, it is really rare.
The ghost Taoist gently put Ming Ming away, took out a small bottle from his arms, pulled out the stopper and put it under Ming's nose, letting her smell it. The impure Acheng thought that the ghost Taoist liked those who were resisting, but he knew Ming Yi Acheng was shocked when he opened his mouth - "Senior brother, this ghost smells so bad. It has to be like this every time. It takes a long time before you can move!" Liao Ming opened his eyes and said, leaning against the ghost a little shyly. In the Taoist's arms, "Senior brother, are the people we brought this time enough?"
Acheng, who was at the entrance of the cave, had no heartbeat at this moment. It was so dramatic. It turned out that this nun had an affair with a ghost Taoist. She obviously brought her disciples to make fertilizer for the ghost Taoist. It was too sinister. It was a pity that I thought of him as a master just now. .
Although the Ghost Taoist is not ugly, the way he smiles at this moment is chilling. He hugged Ming and said: "Junior sister brought a good person this time, and his strength is much higher than before. It won't take a hundred days."
You can train Xuan-level zombies, and then you won’t have to commit yourself to suffering in Emei!”
"Senior brother, when we train Xuan-level zombies, we must go to Maoshan and kill those bull-nosed ones, so that we can relieve the hatred in my heart!" Liao Ming seemed to think of the past unhappiness, his eyes were fierce, and he said through gritted teeth.
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"That's natural. If it weren't for those bull noses, how could we be suffering here now? It's not a gentleman not to take revenge!" Mentioning the Taoist priests from Maoshan, the ghost Taoist also looked like he wanted to eat people alive, and said with a smile: "Junior sister, today
I still need to practice my martial arts to keep the zombie from growing up. You will go back as soon as you recover, and you will have a long life in the future!" Looking at Ming Hanchun's appearance, the ghost Taoist groped around for a while.
It seems that these two people are from the Maoshan lineage, but they also defected. After a while, I recovered and found that I must be dead. One of these two people is a high-level beginner, and the other is an intermediate high-level, and they also have many unique skills. Ah
Cheng's heart was churning. What should he do? If he ran away in his heart, he would definitely be discovered. If he had known it, he would not have come to join in the fun.
Acheng looked worried at the two flirting people, his eyes fixed, and he made up his mind, preparing to kill the ghost Taoist before Ming had recovered his skills, and maybe there would be a chance of survival.
Acheng, who had long been accustomed to sneak attacks, was familiar with the road. He held his breath, slowly stabilized his inner breath, tried not to let out his breath, arched his body and slowly moved towards the big bed. The two people on the bed were having fun.
Flirting while talking about other people's life and death, and there is a death pit next to them, it is really a match made in heaven.
Step by step closer, Acheng seemed to be able to hear his own heartbeat, and his breath became increasingly uncontrollable. Seeing that he was about to enter the best attack range, the two people on the bed suddenly changed positions. Originally, the woman was on top and the man was on top.
, now she has become a male subordinate and a female superior. The ghost Taoist originally had his back to Acheng, but tomorrow morning he was so flirtatious and confused that he would not pay attention to the person behind him. When he suddenly saw the ghost Taoist in Acheng, he was stunned, and Acheng also
Stunned, the two of them just stared at each other.
As soon as Acheng reacted, his true energy surged into his hands and exploded with all his strength. The target was not the ghost Taoist but Ming Ming. This is where Acheng was smart. If the ghost Taoist still turned his back to him, then Acheng would definitely choose
Attacking the Ghost Taoist. Now that the Ghost Taoist is prepared, there is no longer any sneak attack effect. Attacking Ming instead is the best choice. It would be best if he can be killed with one palm.
Acheng is also betting on whether the ghost Taoist will completely ignore Ming's life and death. If the ghost Taoist can't bear to leave Ming, then he must help her block this palm; if the ghost Taoist wants to change the person on the bed, then Ah Cheng
The city might be in trouble, and at least half of its life would be lost.
