Valkyrie Storm

Chapter 794 Raising a Ghost

Gu Lingfeng waited outside the desert until noon of the next day, but no one came out, not to mention the [-] imperial troops of the Arbitration Kingdom and Tang Yan, and even the ghostly Spike did not appear again.

It was surprisingly quiet inside, eerily quiet, and unusually quiet.

They suspected that the troops might have left from other directions, but at least there must be some movement after the battle. Besides, no matter if you want to leave the mountains, you need to pass through them. It is impossible to have no movement all day and night.

What the hell is going on inside?
How did the war end?
Where did the two demi-saints go?How many hundred thousand imperial troops are left?Will the Sky Demon Bird Clan be destroyed or survived?What did the nine-star hunter Langya, who hadn't shown up for more than ten years and whose whereabouts were surreptitious, do?
Is Tang Yan dead or alive?

Doubts emerged one by one in my heart, reverberating endlessly.

They couldn't find an answer, because the desert...was so still...like a fiery hell that swallowed everything that came in.

Somewhere in the distant dense forest, Tang Yan sat cross-legged on a pile of thick and twisted old roots, closed his eyes and concentrated, and had been silent for a day.His face was as pale as a piece of white paper, a scarlet blood line extending from his left eye to his chin, dripping on his curled palm.

White face, red blood, bright color difference, shocking.

He was very weak, his bloody clothes were in tatters, his pale face was a little sallow, and he looked very embarrassed.His whole body was covered with scars, and blood was still oozing in many places, but his recovery was very slow.The occurrence of this kind of situation can only show that this time it really hurt the root, and the spiritual power consumed has reached the limit, and even the life mist baby has lost its vitality.

The eyes of yesterday, which represent the Nirvana New World, are actually seeping with blood, which shows how critical the situation is and how tragic the previous battle was.

hiss!
An iron-backed lizard the size of a black bear was looking for food in the forest. Following the smell of blood, it approached Tang Yan's meditation resting place. Its scarlet tongue flickered and its sturdy body was covered with rock-like armor. It was majestic and indestructible. Danger feeling.

It stopped and stared at Tang Yan through the messy ancient trees, showing greed.

Tang Yan's superior aura is very clear, but his weakness is obvious. If he can prey on it, it will be a wonderful treasure medicine to him.

No matter blood or flesh and blood, it is a great tonic.

But it was also a little strange, and it didn't act rashly, because the smell of blood in the air was too strong, and there was also the smell of a lot of rotting corpses.Move your body forward and glance at other areas.The light shines through the gaps in the branches to illuminate the woodland, and there are more than a dozen monsters lying on the ground nearby, scattered, as if sleeping peacefully, but there is a fist-sized blood hole on the top of the head, gurgling blood .

These monsters are huge in size, and even after they are dead, they still emit bursts of hostility.

The iron-backed lizard was vigilant about its surroundings, but found no other dangers, and there were no signs of anyone or anything around it.

Instead, a very large circle was spilled on the ground with blood.The monsters seem to have died on the circle line.

After wondering for a long time and hesitating for a long time, his attention fell on the target again, he froze with his long tongue, and suddenly exerted force, pounced towards Tang Yan.

But the moment it exploded and crossed the blood-colored circle, a black shadow ghostly passed by, flashed away, without any fluctuation of spiritual power, and without any violent impact, the iron-backed lizard seemed to be suddenly He drained his anger for a while, and fell to the ground with a heavy plop, his sturdy body was just pressed against the blood line, his head was facing in, his body was limp, and blood was gurgling from his head.

The state of death is exactly the same as that of other monsters.

From early morning to now, this strange attack and killing has lasted for half a day.That is, since Tang Yan sat there, and continued until now, all the monsters who crossed the blood line died tragically immediately, and the scene was surprisingly similar.

It's like a life and death line, inside is hell!

Tang Yan is now in the depths of the mountains, but all the big guys who can freely prey in this area not only have unique skills, but also have their own methods of avoiding tracking and detecting dangers, but now...they can't stand the temptation and Carefully preying on prey, but they all ended up giving their lives.

Until the evening, a giant frost wolf with the same posture died on the blood line, like a clear mark, making this area a forbidden place, and no monster dared to set foot again.

Tang Yan's self-cultivation lasted for a day and a night, and he didn't recover from his weakness until late at night and early in the morning. The wound was basically healed, and his face regained some complexion.But the left eye was too badly injured, so it was still tightly closed, and there was no more blood oozing out.

Recalling the Battle of the Desert, the memory is still fresh and tragic.

The [-] forbidden troops of the Arbitration Kingdom were all buried, and Brooklyn was turned into a spirit source liquid, which was swallowed by the leader of the Sky Demon Sparrow Clan.

After the First World War, more than half of the Sky Demon Sparrow Clan was lost, but the harvest was huge. The spiritual source liquid was enough for them to undergo a new round of growth, making the desert a real Jedi.

Tang Yan took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, stretched his stiff limbs, and took out a dark green bead from the golden lock, which was as big as a walnut and covered with fine lines.

This is not a treasure, but... spiritual source liquid!

A spiritual source liquid obtained by refining the old master of the ancient city of Agung.

Surprisingly, after the refining process was successful, it was not formed in the form of a liquid, but a solid, very hard, but it was crystal clear, filled with a thin cyan mist, and it was the spiritual power of mist, wrapping around it, And if you look closely, you will find that the surface is covered with a little texture.

"How far is it from here to the abyss of the crow's nest?" Tang Yan put away the precious semi-holy spiritual source liquid, looked at the surrounding pitch blackness, and felt the darkness before dawn.

After the fierce battle, it took a day and a night of refining, and the huge consumption was unprecedented.After leaving, it was another day and night of self-cultivation.Although the injury has not fully recovered, but there is no need to deliberately meditate anymore, Immortal Yan Tian Jue will recover on its own, restore energy, and restore vitality.

"The road ahead is very dangerous. There are many dangerous beasts, and it will probably take half a day." A hoarse voice came from the darkness, floating and empty, like ghost whispers.

"Thank you." Tang Yan noticed the bloody smell around him, and waved a phantom green fire, covering all the corpses of monster beasts, and quickly turned into spiritual source liquid, quietly floating in the air, exuding a crystal clear and charming light faint.

In the darkness, a figure drifted past, silently, taking them away one by one.

Tang Yan lit the bonfire, took out a thousand-year-old ginseng as a meal, and by the way, recruited Victoria out of the golden lock: "I'm about to go to the abyss of the crow's nest, tell me everything that needs to be said, including your plan, I'm good!" There is a preparation."

Victoria looked at Tang Yan in surprise: "What's the matter with you? You have been fighting with Xingpai until now? Have you figured out who ordered them? No prisoners left?"

A series of questions came out, but Victoria was suddenly taken aback. Out of the corner of her eyes, there seemed to be a flash of green light in the darkness in the distance.

Thinking about it carefully, there seemed to be a crystal light spot there just now, and then it was 'extinguished' by something.

Is there someone nearby? ?
"You don't need to think about these issues. Tell me what you know." Tang Yan gnawed on the old ginseng and swallowed it in one gulp. A wave of heat swirled in his chest. By being refined and absorbed, it was very refreshing, and the severe pain in his body gradually eased. .

"Anyone?" Victoria asked cautiously.

"There is no one, there are ghosts." Tang Yan laughed strangely: "Let's talk."

Victoria looked around, it was pitch black, and with the help of the firelight, the old trees stretched out their teeth and claws, like some evil giant beasts, which looked very scary. "You should have heard that there are very few people on the mainland who specialize in soul-based martial arts. Even if there are, they are some superpowers, such as the royal family of the ancient country, the holy land forbidden area, etc. Do you know why?"

"It is said that he will be arrested and killed?"

"That's right. This kind of situation has existed since ancient times, and powerful soul warriors have often been hunted down, but in the past hundred years, this situation has been the most obvious, and it is almost to the point of being wiped out. If there is no super power to protect, specializing in soul martial arts is a Taboo."

Tang Yan met in silence and said, "Holy Spirit Hall?"

"How do you know about the Holy Spirit Hall?" Victoria was more surprised than Tang Yan.

"It's nothing strange, you mean, the mysterious force that is interested in Qianjie's soul-returning flower is the Temple of the Holy Spirit?"

"That's right, it's them. Qianjie Hunhui Hua is a treasure, but for most people, it can be classified as a 'rare treasure' at most. A half-sage will trade his life." After Victoria finished speaking, she was still very surprised: "How can you deal with the Temple of the Holy Spirit? They are very secretive, and only in recent years have they started to move openly."

"Continue to talk about you. If the Temple of the Holy Spirit will come to snatch Qianjie's soul-returning flower, wouldn't my chances of winning be even smaller?"

"No, it's bigger! The Hall of the Holy Spirit is full of soul fighters who practice soul martial arts. Their souls are very powerful, they can resist the attack of the four-winged white crow, and they can also survive without their bodies.

If they make a move, they are [-]% sure that they can bring Qianjie Huihunhua out of Guihun Road.All we need to do is wait until they leave successfully, and then take the opportunity to make a move. "

"Shoot? What to do? Am I going to compete with a group of them?"

"You are usually very smart, why are you so stupid today? The four-winged white crow is likely to be the guardian of Qianjie's soul flower, and will you let them take it away easily? It will definitely be a bloody battle, all you have to do is... Find an opportunity ! Take another chance!"

(End of this chapter)