The Corpse River where the Kushi Vein is located is said to be a river, but at its widest point it is almost the same as a sea.
The main hall where the Lord of Bitter Corpses is located is in the Corpse River, and the Bitter Corpse Kingdom where the Bitter Corpses gather is also in the Corpse River.
Of course, this does not mean that the Kushi lineage naturally likes to live in the water, but that the corpse river is more conducive to practice and can better capture the dispersed luck in the river of luck.
Even the bitter corpses are preparing to turn the river of corpses into a sea of bitterness like the soil on the other side to enhance their fighting power.
Although the three branches of the corpse clan and the Kushi branch rose later, they still have the potential to aspire to the top.
At this moment, when he heard that a small tribe in the jurisdiction of the Kushi lineage was holding his young master hostage, he was naturally furious.
Before Ye Long could arrive, many Bitter Corpse monks spontaneously went to the War Soul Tribe.
Most of the bitter corpse veins are bitter corpses, but there are also many corpse cultivators.
These corpse cultivators all respect Lord Kuzu, and when their young master is kidnapped, whether they want to save Si Ling and gain favor, or they are really angry, they all kill him fiercely! Generally, Kuzus don't have much consciousness, so naturally they don't
Will take care of this.
But the death of the two king corpses also made the strong men of Ku Zhi furious, and they sent Wang Zhi to investigate! At that time, there were many corpse cultivators and Ku Zhi who went to the War Soul Tribe! War Soul Tribe.
The cold wind blew Su Xuan's long hair away.
The previous three-color long hair was obviously too eye-catching, but this was a manifestation of strength.
His physical body is too abnormal at this moment, and some changes have become extremely difficult.
So Su Xuan divided the three-color long hair into three layers, the outer layer is black, the middle layer is golden, and the bottom layer is gray.
Normally, Su Xuan has black hair.
But at this moment, under the cold wind, the three-color long hair appeared, adding an extra layer of charm to the already handsome Su Xuan.
It is already winter now, and the green winter is even more biting.
The master's concubine sat not far away, holding her chin with her delicate hands and looking at Su Xuan with blurred eyes.
"There are so many men in the world, and there are a lot of handsome guys. But no matter how you look at it, my master is always handsome and has good temperament."
The concubine muttered.
Ever since Su Xuan said those words to her on the clouds, the concubine has completely changed.
Even the light can't break her off.
"The four words "forgetting one's moral integrity are definitely tailor-made for her."
Yaoguang sneered, but his eyes glanced at Su Xuan from time to time.
Um.
Contempt is contempt.
Handsome, actually really handsome.
Of course, there are many more handsome men in the world than Su Xuan.
But this temperament, Yaoguang felt that Su Xuan was very good at mastering it, making him stand out.
In Fluolight, you can't just look at a man's face, temperament is obviously more important.
This is the difference between a pretty boy and a real man.
Xiu Niang, Yao Guang, Shi Fei and other women have so much experience in life, it is obvious that a bare face cannot attract them.
"How about we give medicine?"
The master concubine suddenly suggested.
"What medicine can knock him out?"
Yao Guang asked back.
"It doesn't seem to be there, but we can look for it.
For the sake of happiness, we girls from Tiannan should stand up..." the master concubine muttered.
Fluctlight: "..."...Time passes.
One day later.
Su Xuan paused his practice and opened his eyes slightly.
"The people from Kushi Pulse are here, why don't you shout twice?"
Su Xuan suddenly said.
Si Ling's flesh and blood has slowly recovered, but his bones have been suppressed to death.
His face was distorted. He didn't want to say anything, but he was really angry, so he suddenly said bitterly: "You bitch, just wait to die."
"Crack!"
The master's concubine ran over in two steps, raised her hand and slapped her. The charming look on her face disappeared instantly, and she said fiercely: "Who are you calling a bastard? You bastard! If you continue to scold me, I will blame you."
lung!"
"..." Si Ling's face was so distorted that it almost split open, and he growled: "Bitch, I want your life to be worse than death!"
"Crack!"
The concubine slapped me again and sneered: "My master is the only one in this world who can make my life worse than death and make me want to die. You are not worthy...ah!"
The master concubine exclaimed.
Su Xuan's eyelids twitched and he threw her away.
Just after a few days of calm, the concubine's skin started to show up again.
"I will repay today's humiliation a hundred times, a thousand times... uh..." Si Ling yelled, but it stopped abruptly the next moment.
Su Xuan grabbed the pillar that tied him and flew towards the edge of the tribal valley.
Outside, many monks from the Bitter Corpse Channel are already here.
"If you want to save him, just come in."
Su Xuan said calmly.
"boom!"
Si Ling's face turned green.
The monks outside exploded.
"What a young master!"
"Damn it!"
"Who is this? I'm going to kill him!"
They roared angrily, this was a slap in Su Xuan's face, and few could hold back.
Su Xuan looked around and found that there were no strong people. They were probably monks from the Kushi lineage and people from other tribes who were coming nearby.
"Oh."
Su Xuan sneered, threw the pillar directly into the valley, and stood Si Ling on top of the ancient palace like a green onion.
He glanced around: "When the powerful men of your lineage come over, let them come in directly and stop howling outside.
If you want someone, come in.
If you are scared, you will continue to bark outside to see if I pay attention to you."
After saying that, Su Xuan walked in.
As soon as he said this, the monks outside were stunned for a moment, and then became uproar.
"So arrogant!"
"Who is this person?"
"He is dead! Catching Si Ling is already a capital crime, and now it is even more deadly!"
Everyone was talking a lot.
"Master, is this really coming?"
The concubine came running over again.
"Um."
"Level 5, can I be beaten to death?"
the master concubine asked.
"Shouldn't you ask if you can beat me?"
Su Xuan asked back.
"Master, how about we not show off?
I understand my master, if I can't kill you, I won't bother to take action.
And the master is here, obviously leading the corpse into the urn."
The concubine said proudly.
Su Xuan said nothing.
"What if I can't be beaten to death?"
The concubine asked again.
"What do you have those legs for?"
Su Xuan looked down upon her and waved her hand to let her play by herself.
"I want to accompany my master."
"Embroiderer, take her away!"
Su Xuan shouted.
The embroiderer came over and dragged her: "Were you not so naughty before?"
"Everyone changes."
"Have the guts."
The embroiderer admired her, at least she didn't dare to show off in front of Su Xuan.
"Hey, stop talking.
Did you hear it? Master said he was so handsome even when he ran away, he is worthy of being a master."
The master concubine said in admiration.
The embroiderer was speechless, this guy was really shameless, but Su Xuan seemed to accept her trick and didn't even beat her.
This is very abnormal.
The embroiderer touched her round chin, thoughtfully.
Time passes.
"boom!"
Someone broke in outside.
"Bold thief, why don't you..." A roar echoed, and a king's corpse rushed in with a group of miserable corpses.
But as soon as he came in... "Boom!"
The war spirit tribe roared, and terrifying pressure raged.
"Bang bang bang bang!"
The tortured corpse wailed and was suppressed to the ground.
The king's corpse was even worse. A sword suddenly fell and pinned him to the ground.
It’s just a first-order spiritual emperor’s pure act of delivering food.
Su Xuan sat indifferently, with a calm expression.
"Less than level 5, if I am prepared, rush into my territory. I will conquer as many as you come."
He whispered indifferently, and behind him, the suffering corpse, the fighting soul monk, the master's concubine and others sat cross-legged, gathering their strength.
Outside the valley.
The monk who originally wanted to step in looked stiff and his feet were hanging there, not daring to take another step forward.