The scene was very embarrassing for a time. A group of people were talking to each other. It was not considered a cross-server battle, but a cross-game battle. A crow took a plane and sat down from the omnic battlefield to Mr. Dan’s lair...
Bai Lin thought he was chasing Xun Mu, but in fact he was chasing Zhang Zhengyi.
Zhang Zhengyi thought that the people who were chasing after him were from the Prince and Grandson of Dayan, but in fact they were Bai Lin.
Xun Mu thought that the people who visited his treasure trove were ascetics from the Vinaya Sect. In fact, the two masters from the Big Dipper Sect he had lured to him had already died. The ascetics' behavior was at best picking up leaks.
But the ascetic monk thought that Xun Mu thought that he killed people to seize the treasure, and thought that Zhang Zhengyi and Xun Mu were twin brothers from the same mother, but they were killing each other.
It's almost turning into a mess.
"Are you from the prince or the grandson?" Zhang Zhengyi glanced at Bai Lin, who had a strange smell and didn't know what kind of monster he was, and asked cautiously.
Bai Lin was wrapped in a blanket and looked at the situation in front of him stupidly. His brain was a little exhausted. Hearing this, he shook his head.
"neither."
Zhang Zhengyi frowned slightly.
If not, then it must be for the treasures in the treasury of the prince and grandson. This monster is so eccentric that he probably can't survive in the monster country and hangs around in Dayan, fishing in troubled waters.
After seeing the monster coming, he did not take action. He was still a bit stupid. Zhang Zhengyi stopped paying attention and turned to glare at the ascetic.
"Master monk, you have nothing to do here. Don't just pretend to be a good person all day long when you don't know anything. Leave now."
"How can such a good thing happen? You are not allowed to leave." Xun Mu was furious and immediately shouted.
The great monk had a grimace on his face, thinking that he couldn't explain clearly. He put down the black and purple gold coins and couldn't help but defend himself again.
"The old monk is not a person who kills people and steals goods. These things were really picked up by the old monk. You should leave here quickly. There are often ominous and evil things here, which are not something ordinary monks can resist."
"Okay, great monk, you go away quickly. Who said you were killing people and stealing goods?" Zhang Zhengyi was very annoyed. Hearing this, he glanced at Xun Mu and sneered: "You really are looking down on others. The door is cracked.
You look at other people's goods, and you think that others are what you are."
Although the bald donkeys of the Vinaya Sect were not very good, he still disliked those guys. When his master came to the far north, he had a fight with the great monk of the Vinaya Sect.
But there is one thing to say, even if you don’t like it you have to admit that there are some real ascetics in the Vinaya Sect, and there is nothing wrong with them in terms of moral character and perseverance.
The blind monk in front of me is obviously the kind of real ascetic who has no external objects, his mind is like steel, and he is as immovable as a mountain.
This kind of people seek and cultivate from the outside in, and they will never do anything like killing people and stealing goods for the sake of treasures.
The blind monk was very pleased, thanked him, and pointed to the things on the ground.
"These things were sorted out by the old monk after he picked them up. If you want, take them."
"That was originally my thing!" Xun Mu's face didn't look good.
"If the donor wants it, just take it." The old monk took a few steps back.
"You blind monk, what do you mean by being weird? You took my things, and now you mean that I want to take them away?"
What a good thing.
He stretched out his hand and was about to grab the gold coin from the void, when he saw the black and purple gold coin placed in a pile of messy things suddenly flying into Zhang Zhengyi's hand.
No one felt that Zhang Zhengyi had used any force. When they found out, the gold coin was already in Zhang Zhengyi's hand.
At this time, through a trace of reflection, we can see that the gold coin is wrapped with a layer of thin threads as thin as spider silk and undetectable.
The thin line was covered by the snow, and it got closer to the gold coin little by little. It appeared without any power fluctuations, and took advantage of the crowd to attack in secret.
When Zhang Zhengyi got the gold coin, Xun Mu's face darkened, and violent fluctuations of true energy appeared in his body.
However, at this moment, Zhang Zhengyi held the orchid finger with both hands. The ten fingers were as weak and boneless as they flew up and down. Under the snow on the ground, filaments as thin as spider silk suddenly popped out. After being stretched straight
, turned into dozens of silver threads, connected to Xun Mu.
"Secret Technique: Embroidery."
Xun Mu screamed, and where his scalp was cut, countless silver threads exploded with blood. In an instant, the blood was frozen into blood-red ice crystals, like an epiphyllum made of blood ice crystals, blooming boldly.
On each petal, there are undetectable silver threads, constructing a complete miniature formation, complete with Dao patterns and runes, the moment the formation is constructed.
Xun Mu looked ferocious, endured the severe pain, roared, and without hesitation peeled off his scalp, tearing it off along with the silver thread and flesh and blood, and threw it away.
The dazzling flower constructed of blood ice crystals and silver threads bloomed in mid-air, and the cold air from miles around was swallowed up in an instant. Countless runes and Dao patterns spurred these powers to suddenly explode.
There was a soft buzzing sound.
White, blue, and red fireworks exploded in mid-air, and the cold air turned into a halo of light that swept across.
In an instant, even the falling snowflakes in Lixu Land were frozen in mid-air.
Countless small silver threads that were broken into pieces flew back, automatically connected together, and sank into the gaps between Zhang Zhengyi's nails.
There was a trace of regret on Zhang Zhengyi's face.
Being an assassin is not his specialty after all...
What he is good at is exploration and archaeology, not murder.
If this were the case, if his senior brother were to take action, Xun Mu might not even have a chance to react.
But it doesn’t matter, just keep coming.
Zhang Zhengyi made the seal with his left hand, stretched out his right hand, opened his five fingers, and faced Xun Mu from a distance.
Xun Mu slowly backed away, his face looking extremely ugly. Only at this moment did he realize that silver threads as thin as spider silk were running through the blood, meridians, and qi in his body.
The blow just now was another cover. Taking advantage of the time when a piece of scalp was ripped off and the severe pain penetrated his soul, those silver threads had already penetrated into his body.
Now he wanted to stop him, but he couldn't stop him. At most, he could only protect his head.
Zhang Zhengyi stared at Xun Mu and grinned.
"This secret method is what I call suture removal."
After the words fell, Zhang Zhengyi squeezed the seal with one hand, and the other hand he opened suddenly clenched into a fist.
Immediately, all the silver threads still outside began to be recycled.
Xun Mu's hands and feet were like a knitted sweater that was beginning to be unstitched.
The end of the thread was held in Zhang Zhengyi's hand. As the silver thread flew back, starting from Xun Mu's fingertips and toes, it was slowly pushed backwards. All the flesh and blood slowly disappeared, leaving only the bare bones.
Xun Mu tried his best to damage himself and break the silver threads, but it had no effect because those silver threads were originally recycled.
At the same time, the flesh, blood, meridians, Qi, and blood on his body were all treated as knitted sweaters, and they were all removed bit by bit.
Xun Mu felt as if his whole body was cold. The solemn-faced guy in front of him, as if he was doing something serious, was no longer the Zhang Zhengyi he knew.
At this moment, Bai Lin, who had been watching the excitement stupidly, lit up a rune on his body. He flicked his finger and a phalange flew out, turning into a white light and hitting Zhang Zhengyi in the back of the heart.
There was a muffled bang, Zhang Zhengyi's body staggered, his throat felt sweet, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.
Taking advantage of this moment, Xun Mu struggled and took a dozen steps back again.
The white snow under his feet slowly began to turn black, as if something like oil was seeping out from the ground, wrapping Xun Mu's legs that had turned into bones.
Black oil quickly covered Xun Mu's body.
Zhang Zhengyi frowned slightly, moved his fingers, and retracted all the silver threads.
Xun Mu is hopeless.
The aura of the black oil is so weird that it seems to have a great restraining effect on the real energy. The power of the real energy will be directly swallowed up by it.
Zhang Zhengyi turned around and looked at Bai Lin coldly. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, coughed lightly, and coughed up another mouthful of blood.
"Buzz."
A soft cry suddenly sounded, and what followed was an overwhelming murderous aura.
A black arrow spanned a thousand miles in an instant, carrying a terrifying murderous aura that was so pure that it could kill people with just a breath.
"Killing arrow!" The blind monk wanted to catch it, but the moment this thought emerged, he continued to stand there, motionless.
He couldn't take it.
Because he had already sensed that the breath of the second killing arrow had begun to lock in.
If you want to be a Virgin, you will die first.
Bai Lin's scalp almost exploded. When he felt the murderous aura that stung his soul, he could no longer escape and could only resist.
In an instant, the black arrow pierced through Bai Lin's chest and nailed his body to the ground.
"boom!"
There was a loud noise, and where the killing arrow landed, the ground suddenly collapsed. The Wanzai Xuanbing here was forcefully dented, turning into a huge crater a hundred feet wide.
There was a big hole, and Bai Lin was penetrated through the chest and nailed to the blue black ice below.
Bai Lin's complexion changed from white to black, and from black to white, several times in a row. Three shadows of faces appeared on his face, and his face collapsed accordingly. There were even three stars on his robe.
The runes representing the three magical powers also collapsed and dissipated.
He lay at the bottom of the pit, not daring to move or run away.
Because there was already another killing arrow with murderous intent locked between his eyebrows. If he dared to move, he would be hit by another arrow.
But if it's just one or two arrows, it doesn't matter, the loss will be incurred.
But he had already seen it. The person flying over was Qin Yang, and the person who shot the arrow was also Qin Yang.
Thinking about Qin Yang being a wealthy businessman, and then thinking about it, the biggest owner of the God-killing Arrow is the new emperor of the Great Ying Dynasty.
Therefore, he was not surprised at all when Qin Yang casually took out a hundred and eighty killing arrows just for fun.
Since Qin Yang didn't continue to kill him or use a hundred and eighty killing arrows to kill him, he didn't want to provoke Qin Yang.
He could just be nailed to the bottom of the pit and pretend to be dead.
On the other side, the blind monk walked silently towards the place where the black oil emerged.
Xun Mu was about to be completely swallowed up.
The blind monk clasped his hands together, and a large piece of golden light swayed down. The black oil was crushed by the golden light, and disappeared after being illuminated.
Xun Mu, whose limbs had turned into white bones and a lot of internal organs were missing from his torso, fell to the ground and looked like he would not survive.
The blind monk walked up to Xun Mu, said in a low voice with compassion on his face.
"Donor, the old monk can't save you, he can only save your body from the evil hands.
Alas, how tragic it is for brothers to fight each other and kill each other.
The old monk also wants to say one more thing, the old monk really did not kill anyone to seize the treasure, those things were indeed picked up by the old monk when he was cleaning up the ominous evil things."
Xun Mu fell to the ground, with more air coming out and less air coming in. He was still struggling, twisting his head and looking over there at the snow that had not completely turned white. He reached out with Xi Baigu's hand, trying to crawl over.
However, the blind monk took off his shabby monk's robe, straightened Xun Mu's body, and wrapped it in the shabby monk's robe.
"Donor, the only thing the old monk can do is to bury you. Don't worry, the old monk will not let you die in the wilderness."
Xun Mu was still struggling. He turned his head and stared at the last bit of black oil disappearing. The brilliance in his eyes was gone. He allowed the blind monk to pick him up in his monk's robe. In the final stage of his consciousness dissipating, he stared at the blind monk aimlessly.
The monk murmured to himself.
"Should I knock it in?"
The next moment, Xun Mu breathed his last and refused to rest in peace.
The blind monk stood next to Xun Mu's body, clasped his hands and nodded slightly.
"Although the old monk didn't hear clearly, donor, you're welcome."
…
A flying boat came flying against the wind and snow.
Qin Yang stood on the bow of the ship, holding an ugly chicken burning with flames on his shoulders.
He held a big bow in his hand, and a murderous arrow was already placed on the bowstring.
After falling from the flying boat and standing on the edge of the pit, Qin Yang sneered and glanced at Bai Lin, who was pretending to be dead at the bottom of the pit.
"You bitch, you really didn't get trapped and died there. Originally, you didn't mess with me, and I didn't bother to care about you. I didn't expect that you were here to die again, and you dared to sneak attack on my junior brother?"
"Ahem...Senior Brother Qin." Zhang Zhengyi turned pale, coughed, and walked to Qin Yang.
Upon seeing Zhang Zhengyi's appearance, Qin Yang immediately drew his bow, aimed at Bai Lin who was in a big hole, and shot another arrow.
With a muffled sound, another arrow was inserted into Bai Lin's neck, and three runes on his robe were shattered again.
But he was still lying there pretending to be dead, and there was no life in his body at all. There was no breathing, no soul fluctuation, no consciousness fluctuation, and no power fluctuation. He was no different from a real dead person.
"Are you okay?"
"It's just a little shock, it's okay." Zhang Zhengyi wiped the corner of his mouth, stretched his neck and looked at the lifeless Bai Lin at the bottom of the pit.
Then, he said with some fear.
"The world is dangerous. Fortunately, I have been prepared for it. If I die suddenly, I will die in front of Xun Mu. It's scary to think about it."
He reached out and touched his back, grabbed a deformed breast shield under his clothes, and threw it on the ground.
"..."
Qin Yang didn't know what to say.
You bastard, you wasted my killing arrow and my feelings.
Qin Yang stretched out a hand and put it on Zhang Zhengyi's neck.
"Tell me, why did you call me here? To kill Xun Mu?"
"There is indeed something that I need senior brother's help with, but Xun Mu has already died once, and the body is over there. I have other things that I need senior brother's help with."