Cultivation of Immortals Starts from the Roots

Chapter 89 The Infinite Ancient Temple, Three Ghosts with Dry Souls

He let out a strange cry, and his body rolled over. His body, which was originally on the rampage, suddenly twisted a gray-black mist.

In the shadowy chaotic branches, it passed through like a ghost.

Several sword lights struck in the air, and the two giant trees lying in the middle shattered with a bang, but his figure borrowed this force, rolled along with the momentum, and continued to jump forward.

"You can really run!"

The pursuer smiled, but did not come down in the air, with a slight glance of dark eyes, he confirmed the way of the gray-clothed Taoist.

Needless to say, the accomplices on the two wings acted as minions and outflanked them.

After a while, the roar of spiritual weapon clashes sounded again, but it was still the same as before, rising and falling suddenly, after two sounds, it was silent.

After about ten breaths, there were two more "boom, boom", obviously the two sides fought again.

The shady cultivator frowned and rushed towards that direction.

As soon as he reached the sky where the explosion sounded, a monk flew up cursing, the clothes on his shoulders were shattered, and there was a scorched black hole in his skin, pus and blood were constantly oozing out.

"Brother, this guy's poisonous breath is very powerful! A moment of carelessness..."

The shady cultivator shook his head, not allowing him to continue talking, but only fixed his eyes on the hole in his shoulder, frowning slightly and then opening his brows, and said with a cruel grin:
"The poisonous evil has not been released yet, and he has insufficient energy. Obviously, his injuries have not healed, so he can't run very far! Keep chasing!
A group of cowards dared to cause chaos in Beihai.

The signboard of the True Spirit Sect cannot be thrown into our hands, and I, Li Xingjian, can't afford to lose this man! "

The two accomplices did not dare to be negligent, and when they responded loudly, their figures faltered for a while, and then they got into the dense forest that was already foggy, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"True Spirit Sect? Li Xingjian?"

"The city that never sleeps actually invited such forces to help?"

The gray-robed Taoist was lurking under a tree root, his body shrunk into a ball, and the breath of his body was perfectly combined with the soil.

In addition, Li Xingjian, who Yujian volleyed, did not expect him to be so courageous, so he concealed it from him.

It's just that he can hide it for a while, but he can't hide it forever. If he doesn't get rid of these gangrene, no matter what, he won't be able to survive in this vast forest.

"Damn it, it's still too ostentatious during cultivation, causing public outrage.

Otherwise, with the help of three plague corpses comparable to Foundation Establishment, how could he be driven away like a mouse crossing the street to hide XZ? "

He blamed himself for a while, then thought to himself:

"Three days, within three days, the beast horde will surely strike, and that is my last chance!"

It is precisely because of this thought that the gray-robed Taoist will survive in this murderous forest.

However, as the days go by, more and more monks will come to the city that never sleeps to help, how long can he struggle?
The sun was setting, and when the long-awaited twilight enveloped the entire forest, the gray-robed Taoist breathed a sigh of relief, wriggling like an earthworm in the ground, walking in a certain direction.

Due to the scruples of the chasing soldiers, his speed was extremely slow, and he did not dare to release his spiritual sense to explore the way at will.

It wasn't until two hours later that he didn't notice anything unusual for a long time before he dared to stick his head out of the ground.

Seeing the sun again, the horizon suddenly opened up. Behind the dense forests, there is actually a river linking with the North Sea.

At this time, the mist gradually dissipated, the moonlight shone across the entire lake, and the gray-robed Taoist's face flashed with joy.

With a splash, he jumped out of the soil, ignoring the mud all over his clothes, like a big herring, slid into the water, and disappeared with a swing.

After swimming for more than ten miles in one breath, he stuck his head out of the water and was submerged in the mist floating on the water surface. His eyes were horrified, and he looked at the barren giant tower on the bank that was completely different from the forest and rocks.

"The Ancient Temple of Wujian! How did it appear here?"

Looking at the illusory ancient temple towering like a mirage, the gray-clothed Taoist lost his mind for a short while, but was soon awakened by the warning signs falling from the sky, and quietly dived into the bottom of the river.

At this time, it was already the third watch.

Outside Wujian ancient temple, the night wind howled sharply, with a slight chill in the air, and the tree wind cast shadows. At this time and this place, it was still gloomy, terrifying, and desolate.

A person slowly walked out of the hall. He was dressed in a blood robe and looked at the sky with squinted eyes. He saw that the sky was hanging low, there was no moon, only a few sparse stars, shining with a faint brilliance.

"I thought it was another adventure, but it was nothing but joy, alas."

Xue Leng let out a long sigh, and there was an undisguised look of disappointment between his brows.

At this time, outside the ancient temple, there were three figures standing faintly.

Maybe it was attracted by the ancient temple, standing upright under the shadow of a tree, as if considering whether to go in and explore.

At this time, seeing a person suddenly appearing in the ancient temple, the three of them were shocked in their hearts and woke up. Six lightning bolts shot towards Xue Leng outside the temple.

But their bodies involuntarily retreated three steps in shock. From their ferocious and stern faces, one could tell the extent of the horror in their hearts.

Xue Leng didn't seem to see the three figures outside the ancient temple, he walked out slowly with light steps.

Those three figures, although they are all vicious, evil cultivators who trek across the North Sea.

But he was also awed by the huge name of Wujian Ancient Temple.

After all, this moment is the only way to go to the Beihai secret treasure "Mirror of Selflessness".

However, those who dare to covet the "Mirror of Selflessness", without exception, are all terrifying existences above Yuanying Zhenjun!
Therefore, when they saw Xue Leng walking out of the ancient temple, they thought it was a senior Nascent Soul who was delighted to see Lie Xin, and they couldn't help trembling slightly.

After walking two steps, Xue Leng suddenly raised his head to look at the three ghostly figures, his bloody eyes shot out a strange cold light, and he stopped indifferently.

The three figures had already seen Xue Leng's appearance clearly at this moment, and had a rough idea of ​​his cultivation.

There was a ray of surprise on their faces, but they were no longer afraid.

There is nothing to be afraid of, even if it is a fake alchemy cultivator, with the three of them working together, there is still no problem in saving their lives.

The three figures each let out a gloomy, ghostly chuckle, and their bodies suddenly approached Xue Leng's distance of ten feet.

There is no fear on the surface, but there is still a slight timidity in their hearts.

Xue Leng saw that the three of them had strange figures and raised their brows lightly, so he already knew that all three of them were in the middle stage of foundation establishment.

Under the twilight of the stars, the three of them were all dressed in black tones, their bodies were thin and slender, their hair was disheveled, their mouths were pointed and their cheeks shrunk, and they each had faces with green faces and fangs.

Xue Leng thought to himself: "These three people who look like ghosts are so sinister, and their appearance is so fierce, it is difficult to tell who is who."

A strange man with a pale face standing on the left opened his mouth wide, let out a stern laugh, and a gloomy voice came out of his throat, saying:

"Boy, who are you, hurry up and report your name to die!"

Xue Leng heard the abnormal tightness in his chest, snorted lightly, and said lightly:
"You three monsters who are three parts human and seven parts ghost-like, who are you, with such a domineering tone?

In the downline, without changing your name or surname, it is Fang Xieying, the foundation-building true biography of the Yin Luozong, so what should you do? "

The dejected and lifeless monster standing in the middle let out a devilish laugh, the sound was like a gust of wind blowing from an ice cave.

He smiled strangely for a while, and said in a cold voice:
"Boy, you speak very cleanly, but you can tell lies in a way!

Jiehehe, we are the three ghosts of the withered soul who are known to be rampant under the Golden Core in the Loose Cultivation Alliance!
I call you the ghost old man, I have a few words to ask you, if you don't tell the truth, jiehehe, you will definitely die tonight without a place to bury you. "

Xue Leng had only been in Beihai for a day, so how could he know the Three Ghosts of Withered Souls? The Loose Cultivation Alliance had heard of them.

Hearing the other party's name this time, he couldn't help being speechless for a while, but his face remained unchanged.

Hanging down his eyes and pondering for a few breaths, Xue Lengxue shot out a burst of cold eyes, and said coldly:

"The three ghosts of the withered souls are despicable scum who are wanted in the city that never sleeps, so it's shameless to be so arrogant.

Others are afraid of you, but I, Fang Xieying, are people with bones. If you want to ask, I will tell you first, and I won’t tell you a word, understand? "

How quick Xue Leng's mind is, just as he finished speaking, he already knew what the other party wanted to ask?
Standing on the right side, an ugly man with protruding eyes and teeth, known as the ghost who swallowed the sky, screamed strangely, and shouted:
"Boy, how many heads do you have on your head? How dare you despise us three ghosts withered souls? You are the bird in our palm tonight. Do you still want to fly to the sky?"

The haunted old man's face was gloomy, and he shouted:
"Boy, did you enter the Wujian Ancient Temple just now? Did you see anything? What treasure did you find?"

Seeing these three monsters, they sternly asked themselves, Xue Leng was both angry and funny, and said disdainfully:
"If you have the courage, you might as well go in and find out for yourself, and you will know the truth, hum! I don't think you pigs and dogs who bully Boqiang have the courage."

The pale-faced man standing on the left took a step forward and threatened in a low voice:
"I'll give you a toast and don't eat it, but I want to drink it as a punishment. I'll call you now, and see how powerful I am as a ghost!"

As soon as the voice stopped, the soulless ghost leaped out like lightning, his figure blurred like the wind, and he pushed forward.

A pair of rotten claws came out of the body unexpectedly, with a gloomy glow, staggered forward, and with the stench of strong wind, they grabbed Xue Leng's Tianling Gai.

Xue Leng chuckled, and unhurriedly sacrificed a second-order Vajra Talisman, shining golden light all over his body.

With two sounds of "Keng, Keng", the ghost hand that was caught was blocked.

Seeing that a single blow would fail, the soulless ghost was taken aback for a moment, and then contemptuously said:

"Hmph! Just a second-order talisman can't save your life!"

In the voice, the pair of ghost claws turned and swelled several times suddenly, grabbed Xue Leng's body fiercely in his hands, and then pinched!
"Crack!"

The golden light flickered for a few breaths, flickering on and off, and broke in an instant!

Xue Leng woke up like a dream, but it was already too late, the gloomy ghost energy had already suffocated into the body and horrified the whole body, under the pale face, he cried out in pain:
"It's over! It's over!"

But it was too slow now, Xue Leng only felt a burning pain in his right shoulder, five blood grooves had been scratched by the opponent's sharp claws on his shoulder, blood immediately stained the corner of his clothes.

Seeing him flustered, the body of the soulless ghost floated over, and said coldly:
"Stinky boy, your cultivation level is not good, but the kung fu of your mouth is very sharp, jie jie jie!"

"If you don't want to suffer the pain of soul-searching, just honestly explain everything you know!"

He let out that gloomy, extremely unpleasant smile, and his ghostly body slowly approached Xue Leng, with his fingers spread out, shaped like devil's sharp claws, wanting to bite them.

"Don't kill me, I said, I have everything... go to hell!"

Xue Leng's complexion darkened, there was no intention of begging for mercy, and a savage look flashed in his blood eyes.

Before he finished speaking, hundreds of corpse spirit blood gu swarmed out, and in the blink of an eye, they wrapped the soulless ghost gangrene tightly.

"Hey!"

Dense blood leeches, wriggling, sucking, and biting crazily!
In an instant, the soulless ghost's gangrene was sucked into a human body, and a pair of terrifying ghost claws had already become shriveled and withered, falling off the ground weakly.

At this time, the five blood grooves on Xue Leng's shoulders twisted and surged for a while, and then returned to their original state in an instant, without any sign of injury.

The change of situation is only between lightning and flint.

"Third brother! How dare you... kill you!"

The soul-calling old man was about to burst into tears, and in his rage, several strands of blood burst out of his eye sockets.

"Brother, don't be impulsive, this kid has a ghost!"

Swallowing Ghost Yao, who was looting at the side, was much more sensible, grabbed his sleeve robe, and reminded him in a low voice, his vicious eyes were full of fear.

At this moment, the night wind was howling, and it crossed the treetops in a burst, like a ghost wailing, and the shadows of the branches swayed like demon arms and claws, making the surroundings even more gloomy and terrifying, which not only made people feel creepy.

The ghostly shadows of the withered soul twin ghosts seemed to be frozen, without any trace of their previous prestige.

"After ten breaths, Fang will make a move. At that time, the two fellow Taoists should be careful."

Xue Leng was not in a hurry, he stood on the spot with his hands behind his back, squinted at the two of them, and said with a half-smile.

There was a moment of silence, and after three breaths, there was still silence.

five breaths...

six breaths...

seven breaths...

abruptly—

The two ghosts of the withered soul each let out a sharp and ear-piercing strange cry, piercing the night sky.

The four scarlet monster arms burst suddenly, emitting a large cloud of miserable green poisonous smoke.

Then the unparalleled poisonous evil spirits surged out like mountains and seas!

The offensive is fierce and vicious, just like a decisive flood, vicious and frightening!
Seeing that the horrible green poisonous evil gushing out like a river pouring out, it already carried a foul and unpleasant aura, from a very strange angle, filling the wasteland with a radius of [-] meters!
Xue Leng didn't dare to be careless, and was about to urge Tianlu blood robe to escape into the ground.

Only two sharp and ear-piercing explosions were heard, resounding through the sky.

next moment.

Two ugly bodies fell from the air upside down, and fell to the ground with a "boom".

The lower part of the chest was opened with a huge hole, and the blood spurted out like a fountain. They were already dead and couldn't die anymore.

There are people!
Xue Leng immediately turned up from the ground, glanced at the dead clean two people, and directly extended his consciousness.

At the same time, the high-grade spiritual weapon, the evil bone spurs, also shot out silently, surrounding the body faintly, waiting for an opportunity to move.

there!
Sensing the position of the approaching person, Xue Leng's pupils shrank, but his eyes still stayed on the dead body and did not move away.

　four thousand

　　
　
(End of this chapter)