The young Rakshasa sect newcomer didn't even open his eyes and walked towards the forest in a daze.
Naturally, he didn't know what he was going to do. He also didn't know that there were two people hanging far behind him.
Following the sound of the flute, the young man walked into the forest and came to the foot of the largest tree.
There were still a few withered yellow leaves left on the tree, and the young man stood there, motionless, as if the sound of the flute made him stop here.
"Haha, I didn't expect that Rakshasa Sect has recruited quite a lot of new people recently."
A woman's voice floated out from nowhere.
Then, a piece of the ground suddenly broke open, and a white and tender hand stretched out from the ground.
The gap got bigger and bigger, and a fair-skinned woman crawled out of the ground.
The woman is quite beautiful, but she has a tattoo on the left half of her face, which looks very weird.
"When I train you to become the Corpse King, the people of the Rakshasa Sect will definitely be surprised, hahaha... This can be regarded as a gift from us, the Yama Sect, to them for establishing a sect."
As the woman spoke, she took off a flute from her waist and played a gloomy flute sound.
The young disciple of the Rakshasa Sect was attracted by the sound of the flute and slowly followed the woman out of the forest.
"stop!"
At this moment, a girl with headphones hanging around her neck and dressed very fashionably appeared in the woods and stopped in front of the woman.
"The bold people from the Yama sect dare to come to our Rakshasa sect to cause trouble!"
Li Fanfan understood everything. No wonder the new members of the Rakshasa Sect kept disappearing for no apparent reason recently. It turned out that they were secretly abducted by the people of the Yama Sect.
It seems that he was also trained to become a corpse king?
"Who are you?"
The woman put down her flute and raised her eyebrows, "Looking at you, you don't look like one of us cultivators. It's best not to meddle in the affairs of the cultivators."
"Haha, I am indeed not a practitioner."
Li Fanfan smiled and said, "But there is a saying that is good, take people's money and help them eliminate disasters. After all, I am using Qin Chao's money and using Qin Chao's money. If I don't help him do something, I will feel guilty.
.I am too lazy to do anything to you. Just hand over all the people you kidnapped, and I will spare your life."
"Tsk, tsk, that's quite a big tone."
The woman covered her mouth and smiled softly, "I haven't heard such big words for a long time. It is indeed a Rakshasa dog. It barks the loudest."
"Sharp teeth and sharp lips." Li Fanfan was lazy and ignored the other party's humiliation. "This can only speed up your death, little sister."
"I, Mu Wanqiu, have been called little sister for the first time in my more than two hundred years of life."
The woman chuckled, "What a strange thing."
"More than two hundred years, tut tut..."
Li Fanfan curled his lips, "Then I was so wrong, I should have called you old woman."
"you wanna die!"
No girl wants to be called an old woman, and the same goes for Mu Wanqiu of Yama. She picked up the flute, put it to her mouth, and blew out a harsh flute sound.
The young Rakshasa disciple suddenly bleeded from all his orifices and fell to his knees on the ground wailing.
On the other hand, Li Fanfan was safe and sound.
"Hey, what's wrong with you?"
Li Fanfan couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw the disciples of the Rakshasa Sect in such a miserable state.
She was surprised, but Mu Wanqiu was even more surprised.
Did his own Yama Soul-Calming Flute have no effect on her?
This Yama soul-stimulating flute is a secret technique in the "Eighteen Punishments of Yama". Through the sound of this flute, one can directly control a person's vitality, making people be influenced by their own vitality and obey their orders.
The disciple next to him couldn't stand the sound of the flute, and the energy in his body flowed backwards. He was bleeding from his seven orifices and looked miserable.
But Li Fanfan is different. First of all, Li Fanfan is not a cultivator, and there is no such thing as vitality.
Therefore, although this Yama soul-stimulating flute is unusual, it has no effect on her.
"In that case..."
Mu Wanqiu knew that one move would not work, so he tried the second move.
The sound of her flute changed. It was no longer sonorous and high-spirited, but became melancholy and frustrated.
The Rakshasa disciples who were kneeling on the ground immediately stood up, with frightened eyes in their eyes, waving their arms, and rushed towards Li Fanfan.
"Little, be careful!"
This disciple could still speak, but he couldn't control his body and could only issue a warning to Li Fanfan.
"Nine Nether Demonic Palms!"
Li Fanfan couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw the opponent's left hand was as white as jade and slapped his shoulder with a palm.
How can you control it to this extent?
When she was exclaiming, the young disciple's palm had already reached in front of her.
But Li Fanfan moved faster. She stretched out her right hand and turned aside to dodge the opponent's Nine Nether Demonic Palm. At the same time, the index finger of her right hand gently touched the opponent's forehead.
"Sink..."
The disciple took a few steps back, and a light shone on his forehead.
"The weather is very good..."
He suddenly stretched out a lot and took a breath, "I really want to take a nap... Life is so boring, I have no motivation to do anything..."
As he spoke, he sat down on the ground and lowered his head lazily.
"what happened!"
Mu Wanqiu was a little surprised. He did not expect that this young disciple would escape the control of his Yama Soul-Calling Flute.
"The sound of your flute should be able to control people's vitality."
Although Li Fanfan is lazy, he has a very smart mind.
She analyzed it, determined the reason, and then made corresponding countermeasures, "But if a person's vitality wants to flow, in the final analysis, it must receive the support of one's own thoughts. Now, I directly cut off this support. See
How can you control it?"
"You do have some methods..."
Mu Wanqiu's eyes rolled, thinking of countermeasures quickly.
This is very difficult for a layman!
"How about it, do you want to compete with me yourself?"
Li Fanfan raised his hand at Mu Wanqiu, "Although I am too lazy to fight with you, if I can teach you a lesson, it is worth my while."
"Then let you taste the power of my Yama!"
Mu Wanqiu played the flute.
The sound of the flute spread, and skeletons that had turned into white bones suddenly crawled out of the ground.
There are about ten of these skeletons in total, and they are located on the left and right sides of Li Fanfan.
"This is your Yama Luomen's special skill, right?"
Li Fanfan looked at the skeletons with fallen leaves hanging around them and couldn't help but sarcastically said, "Controlling corpses is a really disgusting skill."
"nausea?"
Mu Wanqiu laughed, "How can a person like you know how to appreciate a real art? This is art, do you understand art?"
"I understand your sister, you are just being vulgar!"
As Li Fanfan said that, the dozen or so skeletons rushed toward her.
"These people have no ideas, let me see how you corrupt them!"
Mu Wanqiu used the sound of his flute to urge the skeletons to attack.
Each of these skeletons used bones as weapons. One skeleton had no extra bones, so he simply pulled off his left arm, carried it in the bone of his right hand, and attacked Li Fanfan with his big mouth.
"My power...is not just about corrupting people's minds."
As she spoke, she stretched out her right hand and released a dazzling white light at the skeleton that rushed to the front.
Shockwave!
The skeleton's body was immediately thrown away and turned into fragments in the air.
The predecessors of all the Knights of the Seven Deadly Sins were the Holy Knights of the Roman Church.
Li Fanfan is partly Chinese, but he is no exception.
Many of her skills are those of the Paladin.
"Holy Spear, Holy Shield!"
She condensed a shield of light in her left hand, and a two-meter white spear in her right hand, which she swung to smash the surrounding skeletons into pieces.
The power of light is best used against these skeletons.
"Damn it, miscalculated."
When Mu Wanqiu saw that the situation was not good, he immediately rolled his eyes and his body instantly sank into the ground beneath him.
"Want to escape?"
Li Fanfan threw the holy spear in his hand and penetrated the ground where Mu Wanqiu was buried.
But the holy spear penetrated, leaving only a little blood stain. It seemed that Mu Wanqiu's escape speed was not slow, allowing her to escape.
"You can run fast."
Li Fanfan walked over, pulled out the holy spear, and then let the shield and spear disperse together.
She clapped her hands and was about to untie the negative state of the Rakshasa disciples. But at this time, the voices of Fado and the others came from the forest.
"Sister Fanfan, where are you!"
"Here it is!"
Li Fanfan shouted loudly.
Suddenly, the sky was filled with colorful lights, and disciples of the Rakshasa Sect came one by one with swords and landed next to her.
"Sister Fanfan, are you okay?"
Fado didn't know how to fly with a sword, so she ran out of the forest, grabbed Li Fanfan's arm, and asked, "I'm here with Sister Mo Ling and the others."
"Li Fanfan, where is the woman Fado talks about?"
When Mo Ling saw the broken bones on the ground, he frowned and said, "Yam Luomen!"
"That's right, it's the people from Yama Luomen who have been beaten away by me."
Li Fanfan nodded and said, "I'll leave the rest to you. I'll continue fishing. Oh, by the way, that person's name is Mu Wanqiu. He's a secretary and can control other people's vitality with the sound of the flute."
"There is such a magic."
Mo Ling glanced at Nang's disciple sitting on the ground.
"Oh... you guys are so annoying... so noisy that I can't sleep... it's so boring, I have no motivation to do anything..."
He stretched out his hand and picked at his ears, looking like you were annoyed.
"Wang Cheng, what's wrong with you?"
Mo Ling was shocked when he saw this disciple's appearance.
He is not like this usually. This disciple is very diligent and rigorous in doing things. Why is it like this today?
"Elder Mo..."
Wang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief and said lazily: "What are you doing... you are tossing and turning. It's such a nice day, why not lie down and take a nap..."
"He, what kind of spell did he fall under Yama's spell?"
Mo Ling was shocked.
"Ah, this has nothing to do with Yama."
Li Fanfan quickly smiled sheepishly, "I did it, I did it."
As he spoke, Li Fanfan stretched out his hand and placed his index finger on Wang Cheng's eyebrows.
A white light flashed out again and merged into Li Fanfan's index finger.
"ah!"
Wang Xiang jumped up from the ground as if he had woken up from a dream, and bowed to Mo Ling repeatedly.
"Elder Mo! I'm sorry, I, I..."
"It's okay, don't worry..."
Mo Ling knew that this was not Wang Cheng's original intention, so he forgave him for his rudeness, "Speaking of which, it was actually Yama Luomen who did this. These beasts seem to be unstoppable."
"Elder Mo, I'm afraid this matter is not that simple. Why not ask the sect leader to handle it."
Someone suggested.
"That's all. I really can't make any ideas."
Mo Ling shrugged, took out his cell phone, and reported the matter to Qin Chao.
Soon, the space fluctuated, and Qin Chao and Xiao Bai appeared in front of everyone.
Everyone looked at this handsome man and beautiful woman and couldn't help but secretly admire them.
They are indeed a match made in heaven, the man is handsome and the woman is pretty and lovely.
"grown ups!"
Fado was the happiest when he saw Qin Chao. He ran over and hugged Qin Chao's waist as cheerfully as a kitten.