Three hundred and fortieth chapters drive away tigers and swallow wolves
Chapter 343: Driving the tiger and swallowing the wolf
A Qianyuan Black Leopard shuttled quickly through the mist. Its body exuded a strong aura of death, and its huge body collapsed straight, like a sharp arrow shooting out of a string.
"Squeak!"
In front of Qianyuan Xuanbao, a low scream suddenly came out, like hundreds of mice, screaming together. In the blink of an eye, the sea of fog boiled, and a vast army of skeletons rushed out of the fog.
This Qianyuan Black Leopard ignored it and rushed straight into the army of bones, knocking over and smashing countless bones. Finally, it rushed towards the rear of the army of bones, and several ghostly black shadows appeared.
Just when the Qianyuan Xuanbao was about to hit the strange black shadow, a pale skeletal hand was seen stretching out from the black mist. It immediately grabbed the Qianyuan Xuanbao.
The extremely powerful Qianyuan Black Leopard immediately became like a doll in the hand of this pale bone, unable to break free. Moreover, this Qianyuan Black Leopard seemed not to feel anything strange and kept charging forward.
"Jiejie, it's interesting. Someone actually dares to practice the magic of our Holy Witch Cult!"
The black hood was lifted up, revealing a skull-like face. At first glance, it looked like it had been hungry for a hundred years, and then hung in the wind to dry for a hundred years.
The elder of the Holy Witch Cult stretched out his pale bony fingers and flicked the Qianyuan Black Leopard on the forehead. The Qianyuan Black Leopard immediately stopped moving.
"Quack, quack, it seems we have met a kindred spirit."
Amid a burst of strange laughter, five or six black figures gathered around, all staring at the Qianyuan Black Leopard. They each stretched out their withered fingers and scratched at it randomly, quite excitedly.
These black figures were uniformly wearing black robes with a green flame skull embroidered on them, exactly the same as the ones in their hands. Streams of black mist continued to spurt out from under the black robes of these people, and the black mist was mixed with
There is countless scarlet mist, and when you smell it, you can feel a strong smell of blood.
"Jiejie, that's right, that's right. He actually made a witch and demon. The Marquis of Fire seems to be pretty good."
An elder of the Holy Witch Cult wildly slaughtered the Qianyuan Black Leopard with his fingers and said with a sharp smile.
"What is it? Bring it to me and see."
A hoarse and old voice came from behind. A huge figure more than one foot tall, holding a bone staff, strode over. At first glance, this black figure looked like a walking bamboo pole.
What spewed out from his body was not black mist, but blood mist. A disgusting smell of blood emanated from this man.
"Great Elder."
The elder of the Holy Witch Cult who caught the Qianyuan Xuanbao quickly walked over in a few steps, bent down, and handed the Qianyuan Xuanbao over respectfully.
The elder of the Holy Witch Cult didn't say anything. He flicked his broad black robe and stretched out a pale finger. This finger was very long, twice as long as an ordinary person, and exuded an evil feeling.
, a strange smell.
"Snapped!"
The great elder of the Holy Witch Cult pointed out in the air that a mass of gray stuff was immediately pulled out of Qianyuan Xuanbao's body. This was a "Qianyuan Xuanbao" that was one size smaller. It was pulled by an invisible force.
It fell and flew directly out of its forehead. Its limbs were still struggling hard, as if it wanted to struggle out.
"boom!"
The Great Elder of the Holy Witch Cult pressed his finger again, and the Qianyuan Xuanbao's soul immediately exploded and turned into a mist, which followed his bone hand and entered the body. Immediately, a stream of memory fragments merged into the Holy Spirit.
In the mind of the great elder of the witch sect.
At the same time, a thought divided into seven parts and merged into the minds of several elders of the Holy Witch Cult.
Everyone immediately closed their eyes, with afterthought expressions on their faces.
For a long time, the great elder of the Holy Witch Cult glanced around him and finally said:
"What do you think about this matter?"
"Quack, quack, even the great generals of the imperial court have begun to practice the magical tools and spells of our Holy Witch Cult. It seems that our Holy Witch Cult is destined to flourish."
An elder of the Holy Witch Cult screamed exaggeratedly, causing all the elders around him to burst into laughter.
"Jiejiejiejiejie, yes, yes. He used the sorcerer's "method of killing corpses" to control the Qianyuan Xuanbao, but he ended up bumping into us. This time he really deserves that sentence, good disciple Sun
I met my ancestors..."
"Jiejiejie..."
Everyone couldn't stop laughing.
"However, this boy is good at choosing. Among all the sects and sects, the magical weapons of our Holy Witch Cult are the weakest at the beginning and the strongest later on. This boy does have a good eye for it."
An elder's eyes rolled around as he spoke.
"It's useless to have discernment. There are so many strong men, and their flesh and blood is the best nourishment for us to improve our skills. Later, we will chase them and kill them all."
Another elder of the Holy Witch Cult showed a ferocious look.
The Holy Witch Cult's spells are completely different from those of other sects. Other sects all train the body, and the stronger the better. But the Holy Witch Cult refines its own flesh and blood, turning them all into nutrients to nourish the seven souls.
The behavior of the Holy Witch Cult is exactly in line with this. In their eyes, every warrior is an excellent human elixir. Their flesh and blood can be turned into rolling essence to nourish the seven souls.
"There's no rush. The young Marquis is still quite far away from us, so there's no need to rush over there for now. Let's deal with the few warriors in the east first, and then swallow their flesh and blood."
The Great Elder spoke at this time, and his voice was slow. However, no one dared to express objections.
"The art of killing corpses" is the specialty of the Holy Witch Sect. Using this set of spells within the sect, these elders of the Holy Witch Sect are naturally much stronger than Fang Yun. Hundreds of thousands of bones are scattered out, what?
All the movement and noise reached the ears of these elders of the Holy Witch Cult. In this gray fog, they were like fish in water, and they were real hunters.
When other forces aimed at the treasures in this space, little did they know that they had become the real "treasures" in the eyes of the Witch Saint Sect!
"boom!"
The bone staff hit the ground for a moment, and the black robes of these elders of the Holy Witch Cult swung and immediately headed east.
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Fang Yun was leading everyone forward when suddenly, he felt a deep uneasiness in his heart. Something seemed to be wrong. But if he felt it carefully, he couldn't feel that something was wrong.
"I have now reached the pinnacle of the earth transformation level. I have also practiced the Tianlong Eye, and I can be said to be a half-spiritual wisdom level expert. Any strong person will have an intuition when encountering danger. So I have repeatedly plotted against King Kong.
Toutuo, Ancestor Qingyang, and Xue Lie were all not very successful. This time, I suddenly felt uneasy, something must have gone wrong."
Fang Yun recalled it carefully and sorted everything out in his mind. Soon, he finally knew what was wrong. A Qianyuan Xuanbao suddenly disappeared, and no disappearance was reported. It was like
It was as if it had slipped into space and disappeared into thin air.
"My Qianyuan Xuanbao can feel it immediately even if it is destroyed by someone's palm. At least it can know that it was destroyed by someone. But this time, no news was sent back. And it disappeared, and I didn't know it.
No feeling. Well——"
Fang Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, and flashes of light flashed in his eyes: "It seems that it is 'the new carpenter met the old Lu Ban'."
This space gathered strong men from various sects, as well as casual cultivators from all walks of life. But those who had the ability to accept his Qianyuan Xuanbao without letting him notice anything strange were the only ones who were old-timers from the Holy Witch Sect.
.
"Everyone, be careful, we are being watched."
Fang Yundao.
"What!" Everyone was shocked when they heard the sound. Xueyihou and Yitianhou glanced at each other. Neither of them felt anything. But they also knew that Fang Yun must be confident if he dared to say so definitely.
"We are being targeted by people from the Holy Witch Cult."
Fang Yun said calmly.
Everyone's faces changed slightly when they heard this. The Blood-clothed Marquis and Yin Weiliang looked at each other thoughtfully. They knew exactly what was going on. Fang Yun had manipulated thirty-three Qianyuan Black Leopards.
It's very clever. Except for the two people at the beginning who knew about it, everyone else has hidden it.
"People from the Holy Witch Cult can manipulate dead bodies and skeletons. Moreover, they can also track soul consciousness. When we started, I saw something like a black panther. I don't know if it was the Holy Witch Cult**
The *manipulated corpse found us."
A casual cultivator. This man is called Duanmu Zhanfeng. He is tall and tall, and he is a powerful man of spiritual wisdom. He has more than a hundred people on the spiritual wisdom list and is quite powerful.
Regarding the situation in the sect world, these Xiu San are more familiar and thorough than the princes of the imperial court such as Xueyihou and Yitianhou.
Duanmu Zhanfeng mistakenly said that the Qianyuan Xuanbao released by Fang Yun belonged to the Holy Witch Cult. Naturally, Fang Yun would not reveal this kind of thing. Neither did the Bloody Marquis or Yin Weiliang.
However, when he heard that people from the Holy Witch Cult could track soul consciousness, Fang Yun's heart moved, and he had a vague idea. But when he thought about it carefully, it was not true. In his ears, he only heard Duanmu Zhanfeng continue:
"The Holy Witch Sect's army is very weak at first. But as soon as you get through the beginning, it will become very powerful. It is hardly weaker than a sect like the Shimo Sect. If only some core disciples and true disciples come to the Holy Witch Sect this time,
It doesn’t matter. But if it’s the same level as an elder, then we’ll be in danger.”
Duanmu Zhanfeng's face was solemn: "The disciples of the Holy Witch Cult convert the essence of flesh and blood into the essence of the seven souls. The more senior and advanced the elders, the thinner and more terrifying they look. It is said that the Holy Witch Cult
When the body has been trained to the top, it will be like a huge skeleton. It looks like it has been buried underground for thousands of years. It is bumpy and speckled. This kind of person is probably very. Their bones are directly
It is the hardest thing, even harder than the outer star iron. And it cannot be killed. Even if Marquis Wu of the imperial court encounters him, he will not be his opponent, so he will run away!"
"His!"
Hearing what Duanmu Zhanfeng said was so terrifying, everyone looked shocked.
At this moment, a Qianyuan Black Leopard in front suddenly experienced a wave. This wave quickly stopped, and it was obviously killed by the opponent.
Seeing the news coming back from the Qianyuan Black Leopard, Fang Yun's heart moved and he suddenly paid attention.
"Let's go, I'm paying attention."
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At one of the edges of the gray mist-shrouded area, two figures, a master and a servant, stood proudly. In front of them was an endless black ocean.
This black ocean has undulating waves, and pitch-black skeletons are floating in it. It can be seen that these people died here a long time ago.
This black ocean contains strong dark sea elements. The overly concentrated sea elements have absorbed enough dark breath and formed a powerful corrosive ability. Even a strong person at the astronomical level will have his flesh and blood melted if he falls into the sea water.
, immediately turned into a skeleton.
"Hey, Your Highness, look, I caught something."
Hei Wuchang stood behind Prince Pluto, raised his right hand, and deeply penetrated the head of a Qianyuan Xuanbao with five fingers...