Now is a good opportunity, Jiang Yunlong is injured.
If he gained something in the dungeon, he might be able to use the hands of Zhao Yi and others to kill the opponent in reality, and then capture the 'Altar Consciousness' and torture him, and ask for the specific steps of the plan to complete this achievement.
"Isn't it just hardcore? Isn't it just one life to clear the level?"
Tang Yun hummed, scanning the front with his eyes, following the traces full of flaws, and walked slowly towards the depths of the dense forest.
嘤嘤嘤~
Yingying~
Suddenly, he felt a dark wind blowing, and a burst of sobs sounded in Tang Yun's ears. When he heard the sound, he saw a woman in white not far away, her back to him, and fell by the tree.
This time, this place, this woman...
"Is this really just a joke?"
Tang Yun sighed, and rubbed his cheeks with some despair: "It's not that we haven't read ghost stories, and it's not that we don't know Nie Xiaoqian, isn't this routine a bit old? At least give me a uniform cosplay, I say
I might be in a bad mood to have a scene with you."
The woman seemed to be aware of someone not far away, and called out in a soft and pitiful voice: "Master, Master, help me..."
Tang Yun asked: "Are you a vixen?"
It seems that Tang Yun suddenly said such a sentence, and the woman's thinking was stuck for a moment: "Young master is joking, how can I be a fox..."
Tang Yun rolled his eyes and said with some disappointment: "You're not even a fox, how dare you come out to seduce people?"
"..." The woman was angry, you don't follow the routine, you don't follow the script, how can you perform this play?
"die……"
She screamed and turned into a black mist, carrying a red light and a dark wind, and rushed towards Tang Yun.
"Pfft~"
Draw your sword and thrust straight.
Tang Yun watched the black fog curling away in front of him and sighed: "You are too young. I guarantee that if you try some new tricks, your performance will definitely be much better than now."
Think about it, what kind of role-playing, what kind of XX-themed brothels are being created these days...it's all right. After all, the most interesting things here are the routines of scholars, fox demons, and heroes saving beauties.
I glanced at the counter(1/9)
Tang Yun frowned: "There are a lot of monsters, but I don't know whether Jiang Yunlong is a demon or a ghost. If he is not a ghost, he can complete the achievement of [The soul is scattered] by trying several times and figuring out the specific situation."
I originally thought I would be safe when I arrived in Yangzhou Mansion, but I know there is no safe place in this world. Until now, Tang Yun had no time to practice seriously. It was so deceptive.
Based on his experience of traveling to the present, Tang Yun seriously suspected that he might be the protagonist of a certain novel.
How could an ordinary person encounter trouble one after another and be unable to escape?
"Bah! Dog author, when I break out of the dimensional wall, the first thing I will do is beat you to death."
Tang Yun muttered, narrowed his eyes and glanced at the scattered skeleton of the female ghost after her death. He paused and crushed her with his foot before striding deeper inside.
It takes just one stick of incense...
Tang Yun returned to his original position and looked meaningfully at the pile of trampled bones on the ground: "Did I encounter a ghost and beat the wall? With my strength, I can be fooled. This ghost is quite good."
He was not in a hurry, because compared to ghosts, demons were actually the greatest enemies of warriors.
Ghost...it's just something that can't be put on the table.
At least that's the case in this world. No matter how awesome the ghost is, he can't see the sun. He's not even as good as a zombie like Tang Yanyue. Mao Zhan is not even afraid of the sun.
"As a ghost who is not a cultivator, what are you afraid of?"
Tang Yun rubbed his fingers, unsheathed his sword and swiped the sword's edge, leaving a cluster of blood stains and threw it out.
Tsk~
It seemed that water and fire were mingling, and blood was scattered into the air, making a sudden hissing sound, and then everything in front of him looked like torn rags, and his true appearance was quickly revealed.
Not far away, there was a ghost hanging on a branch like a monkey, staring with green eyes, full of awe and fear.
It's not stupid. If it had a choice, it wouldn't want to take the risk and fool a high-level warrior. This would be completely seeking death.
But it has no choice.
squeak~
It was stunned for a moment, suppressed its fear, let out a scream as if it was emboldened, and rushed towards Tang Yun crazily.
"Not bad, careful."
Tang Yun raised his eyebrows, and the blood-stained sword edge drew a silver light in the air. As the ghost screamed, it was transcended by physics.
As he said, this must have been arranged in advance.
If the people who come in are by chance or are weak, then they will be eliminated by the ghosts arranged in front of them.
On the contrary, if a large force comes, when the ghosts arranged in front resist, the ghosts behind will quickly report to Jiang Yunlong and let him make a decision based on the situation.
This shows that the other party is well prepared.
Tang Yun gathered his thoughts and continued to go deeper into the dense forest, killing several increasingly difficult ghosts one after another. He finally saw Qi Donghai's scabbard.
There were only messy traces of the battle around, a lot of blood stains, pieces of clothing, etc., but no corpses.
"Were you arrested and sacrificed?" Tang Yun thought of what he had found.
At this moment, accompanied by the howling cold wind, a slender, rickety figure appeared in front of him, and at the same time there was a hoarse laughter: "You are really alone."
Tang Yun focused his attention on the transparent hole on his left shoulder, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "I thought there were still ghosts who would continue to lead the way."
He was wrapped in tattered linen-like clothes, his face was skinny, and his hair was sparse and drooping on his scalp, as if he was a monkey that was about to starve to death.
Two arms emerged from his back, one of which was hanging weakly, while the other was dragging a long sword. Together with the weapons in his normal hands, there were three weapons in total.
"It's not necessary." Jiang Yunlong tilted his head, grinning from ear to ear, opening and closing his mouth, revealing brown-yellow sharp fangs like wild beasts.
In addition to the transparent hole, there were many wounds crisscrossing his body, making him even more ferocious and terrifying.
"You've been injured, but you're still so confident?"
Tang Yun chuckled lightly and placed his right hand on the hilt of the sword carelessly: "It seems that the situation of your Three Gods Religion is not very good now. Even you have to be injured and go into battle."
Jiang Yunlong smiled ferociously and rushed forward with a strange cry: "If I eat you, my injuries will recover naturally."
Dang lang~
A fierce collision sounded, and Tang Yun's face suddenly became serious. Although this grandson looked pitifully thin, his burst of strength was only half a point weaker than his own.
In addition, the opponent's three weapons were waving fiercely, forming a vague and continuous sword force, as if there was an endless stream of stormy waves. This put Tang Yun at a disadvantage the moment he fought with him.
Flying Cloud Step.
Tang Yun struck out with several swords one after another, temporarily breaking through the sword's cover with either a pick or a swing, and instantly using his body skills to jump out of the gap. Fu Zhi's mind turned back and struck out with the sword, pointing directly at the intact arm behind the opponent's back.
