"Accepting a disciple, huh, I'm afraid it's true that you want our blood essence, right?" Huangfu Qingjue said coldly.
"Hey, you can tell this?" This time, the two gray-robed old men were obviously a little surprised.
"It's just an evil cultivating technique of the underworld. What's so great about it? Destroying one's body, reshaping the body by devouring the corpses of other cultivators whose essence and blood have not yet cooled, and absorbing the other's vitality at the same time. How dare you dare to do this kind of evil technique?
After practicing cultivation, is there really no one in heaven?" Huangfu Qingjue shouted sharply.
"Sure enough, he has some knowledge. He actually knows the secret of our evil body cultivation technique." The two gray-robed old men licked their tongues and looked at Huangfu Qingjue and Ling Chuxi with even more admiration, just like the beasts in the wilderness seeing blood.
Just like a delicious delicious meal, maybe it's not appreciation, but appetite.
"Gudong." Jing Ziqiu's throat rolled with difficulty, and he couldn't help but think of the scene of two people holding someone's arms and thighs and feasting, and his scalp felt numb.
When he got acquainted with these two people under the guidance of Shangguan Wuyou, he only knew that the other party was mysterious and powerful, but he never thought that the other party would be such an evil cultivator. Although he wanted to see Ling Chuxi die tragically at the hands of the two of them.
Such a scene, but in fear, Jing Ziqiu couldn't help but retreat quietly.
"Poof!" The pale old man seemed to have eyes behind his back. He stretched out his hand and stabbed Jing Ziqiu's chest.
Jing Ziqiu's expression froze, and he watched helplessly as the old man retracted his hand, and his beating heart appeared in his hand. The old man put the heart into his mouth in one gulp, and chewed a few times.
I swallowed it down and smacked my lips a few times without finishing it.
The boundless coldness hit him. Jing Ziqiu didn't even have time to think about anything before his vision went dark and he fell to the ground dead.
"Originally I wanted to keep it for you to enjoy slowly, but when I met such a good ghost body, I didn't bother to waste time with you anymore." The old man in gray robe kicked Jing Ziqiu's body far away like he was kicking garbage.
fly.
"Quick...run!" Although Jing Ziqiu's gang of dead men had long ignored life and death, their legs and feet were still weak from fear when they saw such a bloody and strange scene. Anyway, Jing Ziqiu was dead, and they had no loyalty.
I don’t know who shouted first, and a group of people rushed out to escape.
"Jie Jie... Jie Jie..." Amidst the strange laughter, two old men in gray robes took action at the same time.
I saw two ghost-like phantoms floating past, and the thick smell of blood assaulted my nostrils. In just a moment, all the dead soldiers died tragically on the spot, not even a single corpse was left behind.
Looking at the broken legs and arms on the ground, Ling Chuxi felt sour in her stomach and almost vomited. It's not that she had never killed someone, she had also seen others kill people, but she was the first to kill someone so cruel and bloody.
Compared with them, Meng Zheng's so-called bloody methods are simply synonymous with kindness.
"What should I do?" Ling Chuxi quietly asked Huangfu Qing Juedao.
"Don't worry, their real strength is only at the imperial level." Huangfu Qingjue gathered his voice into a line and said to Ling Chuxi.
"What?" Ling Chuxi looked at Huangfu Qingjue in disbelief. She had just fought against the two of them. Although she did not see the strength of the other party, judging from the results, they should be at least mid-level god level or above.
"While the evil cultivators of the underworld devour the essence and blood of others, they also absorb their vitality. What you see now is not their own cultivation. As long as we spend a while, their true forms will be revealed." Huangfu Qingjueyi