Xianhong Road

Chapter 123 The Patriarch's Interrogation

Yang Fan's attack speed is not uncomfortably fast. In the omniscient mode, he seized the opportunity to take the lead, and quickly sacrificed the mysterious whip. The snake shadow swayed and wrapped around the neck of the ghost.

"Uh……"

The ghost suddenly froze, with a look of fear on his face, the black whip could actually wrap around it as a spirit body, not only that, a sense of paralysis almost made him lose the power to resist.

Countless pale black rays of light extended from the black whip, entangled and penetrated into its body,
In an instant, this strand of black light extracted the essence contained in it at a terrifying speed.

The next moment, Hu Fei came to his senses and jumped up, a powerful thunder light gathered in his hand, and grabbed Li Gui's head fiercely.

sizzle sizzle~
Under the cover of the dense thunder and lightning power, Li Gui disappeared from this world before he could even let out a scream.

Yang Fan withdrew the black leather whip, a little surprised, this thunder and lightning supernatural power is really the nemesis of ghost corpses.

In fact, lightning is a very special existence in the world, not included in the attributes of the five elements, and it is also one of the symbols of heaven's punishment.Except for wood-type exercises, almost no exercises can restrain it due to its violent and destructive attack power.

On the contrary, thunder and lightning supernatural powers can restrain or suppress many skills, which shows its advantages.

However, the thunder system is difficult to practice, and generally only people with special physiques can practice smoothly.As for the darlings who mastered the lightning supernatural powers, there were very few of them.Many monks can also cast lightning spells, but compared with the monks who have mastered thunder and lightning supernatural powers, how far is the difference?

After killing the ghost, Yang Fan led the way again. The sound of fighting in front became more and more obvious. As the distance approached, the two of them also saw the scene ahead clearly.

At the entrance of the tomb, five or six powerful zombies were fighting with the monks outside.

The black zombie headed by it was the foundation-building period zombie that lost control after Fat Guidao's death.

Among the human monks, there was an elegant old man wearing a moon-white robe, who used a spiritual weapon to cast supernatural spells in the void, and he was evenly matched with the zombies in the foundation-building period.

Not only that, the old man also restrained a zombie next to him who was in a state of concentration.

With one enemy and two, the elegant old man did not lose the wind in the slightest. Standing on the spiritual weapon, he practiced magic tricks again and again, his body was flickering with halos, and he was also manipulating a fire-type flying sword. blow.

As for the other three or four zombies, they were stopped by an old man in gray robe.

This old man fought against four zombies with one against four at the same time, yet he still had the upper hand. Among zombies, remain invincible.

Apart from the old man, there are some figures in the distance, but they dare not approach the entrance of the tomb.

A zombie or a ghost that ran out here at random, is of strength comparable to that of the Concentration stage, but can ordinary low-level monks come?

When Yang Fan and Hu Fei came to the entrance, their expressions changed.

"Ancestor!"

Hu Fei exclaimed.

Yang Fan was also surprised, but what he looked at was the old man in gray robe.

He is the ancestor of the Yang Family Fort, and also the biological father of the current Patriarch Yang Hong. Yang Fan has practiced in the Yang Family Fort for 12 years and has met him several times.

Since he could recognize the identity of the ancestor of the Yang family, the identity of the old man in the moonlight robe naturally appealed to Yang Fan's heart.

At this moment, seeing the appearance of these two ancestors, Yang Fan's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly activated the "Dead Wood Art", trying not to reveal any flaws.

Since practicing the Immortal Hong Jue, Yang Fan has repeatedly encountered such situations, and because of this, the Dead Wood Art has broken through one limit after another, reaching an unimaginable state.

"Back to the side!"

When the ancestor of the Chu family saw Hu Fei coming out, his face showed joy, he couldn't help shouting, and immediately increased the frequency of attacks to win opportunities for the escapees.

Hu Fei and Yang Fan left the battlefield as quickly as possible after hearing the words.

The former directly controlled the spirit weapon, flew high into the sky, and avoided the fierce fight.

Yang Fan had no choice but to carefully avoid a few zombies and leave the circle lightly.

After the battle, the ancestor of the Chu family couldn't help but look at Yang Fan more, with a strange look on his face.

Hu Fei was probably a little lucky to be able to escape from the tomb, but Yang Fan, a pharmacist in the Qi refining period, could also escape from the sky, which is really surprising.

Could it be that this kid's luck has reached the level of heaven defying?
The ancestor Yang Jia on the other side also had the same mentality.

Finally, after running for a while, Yang Fan breathed a sigh of relief after being several miles away from the entrance of the tomb.

At this time, a group of monks from nearby came up to ask questions, most of them were from Yuwu Villa, and some were from Yangjiabao, and most of them were casual cultivators.

Yang Fan was surprised to find that his younger brother Yang Lei was also in the crowd, with a look of anxiety on his face, and when he saw him come out alive, he returned to his calm and indifferent expression.

"retreat!"

At this moment, the two foundation-building stage powerhouses who were fighting at the entrance of the tomb retreated with their swords at the same time, leaving the zombies behind.

These zombies roared a few times outside the tomb, but they didn't pursue them any further.

Since it is daytime, zombies and ghosts are a little afraid of sunlight and like to stay in dark and humid places.

Zombies in the foundation-building period are not afraid of the sun, but they are also very disgusted, and they already have a certain level of intelligence. They know that Chu Patriarch and others are not easy to mess with, so naturally they didn't chase them.

shhhhh!

In a short time, two sword lights flew over, and Patriarch Chu and Patriarch Yang floated to the ground.

"Are you really sure that the fat ghost died in the tomb?"

Patriarch Yang stared at Hu Fei and asked eagerly.

"No...that's right." Hu Fei said, looking at Patriarch Yang with a little fear.

For the monks in the Qi refining stage and Concentration stage, the strong men in the foundation building stage need to look up to.

"what?"

The eyes of Patriarch Yang and Patriarch Chu suddenly fell on the storage bags on Hu Fei's waist.

"Then... isn't that the fat ghost's storage bag?"

Patriarch Yang exclaimed, a trace of greed flashed in his eyes, but he quickly restrained him.

"Hahaha, great, boy, you are not bad, could it be that this fat ghost died at your hands?"

Patriarch Chu was overjoyed, and glanced at the storage bags. They were calm on the surface, but with their spiritual sense, they could even see something through the storage bags.

"Come here, two of you, and tell me what happened in the tomb."

Patriarch Chu and Patriarch Yang looked at each other, and called Yang Fan and Hu Fei aside alone.

"It's...it's this...such..." Hu Fei stammered and began to talk, hesitating, it took him a long time to describe a very simple matter.

Patriarch Chu and Patriarch Yang frowned, both a little impatient.

"Stop." Yang Patriarch was really impatient, and said to Yang Fan, "You tell me."

Yang Fan secretly smiled, pretending to be submissive on the surface, took a deep breath, but narrated very smoothly: "...Under the threat of the fat Taoist priest, this junior had no choice but to prepare him an antidote to restrain the residual poison in the tomb, but The junior has tampered with the antidote, and at a critical moment, it can produce a powerful poison. But the fat ghost is so cunning that he forced the two of us to follow him into the tomb..."

"At that time, Fat Ghost Dao let the younger generation stay in the outer layer, and he took Brother Hu into that terrifying and eerie hall, and it turned out..."

"In the end, the fat Taoist priest was severely injured by the impact of the evil energy, his vitality was greatly damaged, and the tomb collapsed. In order to get through the entrance of the tomb, he actually wanted to refine us into blood corpses. So Brother Hu vowed to resist, and the younger generation was also at the critical moment It gave birth to a highly poisonous substance and assisted him in killing Fat Guidao..."

"There are so many ghosts and zombies in the tomb, how did you survive in it for a day or two?"

Old Ancestor Chu's gaze was like a torch, and he asked lightly.

"Because all the zombies and ghosts dare not enter the hall, as if they are afraid of waking up the sleeping thousand-year-old headless demon corpse..."

Yang Fan pretended to be terrified.

"What did you see in the tomb? I heard from Qiu Ran and the others that they seemed to see a sarcophagus in the hall..."

The old man Chu asked again.

"There is indeed a sarcophagus, but under the palm of the thousand-year-old demon corpse, not only the foundation-building zombie was killed, but the sarcophagus was also wiped out. The junior estimates that the power of the headless demon corpse's palm may be comparable to that of the legend. Comparable to high-ranking monks." Yang Fan replied calmly.

Senior monk? !
Both Chu Patriarch and Yang Patriarch showed horror, deeply afraid of the strength of the headless demon corpse.

Killing a foundation-building stage zombie with one palm is too terrifying.

The defense of zombies is much stronger than that of monks of the same level. They can kill zombies in the foundation stage with one palm, which means that the headless demon corpse also has the ability to kill them instantly.

Under such power, the small sarcophagus is even more fragile, completely negligible.

Later, Patriarch Yang and Patriarch Chu raised some questions or doubts in turn, and Yang Fan answered them seamlessly.

After Yang Fan finished answering, Patriarch Chu glanced at Hu Fei and asked, "What he said is true."

"No... That's right." Hu Fei said very decisively.

In fact, Patriarch Chu was just asking symbolically.

In the process of answering the question, the divine consciousness of the two ancestors was fixed on Yang Fan's body, controlling his heartbeat, breathing, blood flow rate, and sweat secretion in their eyes.

Under the great pressure of the gap in strength, whether a monk in the Qi refining stage is lying or not can't be deceived by the strong in the foundation stage.

Therefore, the two ancestors already believed Yang Fan's answer nine out of ten, not to mention that even Hu Fei also concluded that what he said was true.

"Hehe, Fellow Daoist Yang, it seems that there is no suspense about the death of that fat ghost, you should fulfill your promise..."

With a smile on his face, Patriarch Chu sent voice transmission to Patriarch Yang's spiritual sense.

"Hmph, I, Yang, have ever had an example of not keeping promises. I will come to Yuwu Villa to visit Brother Chu in a few days. But Brother Chu, you will not plan on your own villa's children to seize the spoils that belong to him, right? "

Old Ancestor Yang said sarcastically, but he couldn't hide a sour taste.

The two were just communicating with each other, their eyes were looking at each other, and their expressions were constantly changing.

"Hahaha……"

Patriarch Chu let out a long laugh, and his eyes fell on Hu Fei again, feeling ecstatic in his heart.

At this moment, there were many outsiders on the field, so it was not good for him to ask Hu Fei for Fat Guidao's storage bag in full view. After returning to the villa, everything would be easy to talk about.

Patriarch Chu and Patriarch Yang each had their own scheming plans, but how could they have thought that the biggest beneficiary, a seemingly insignificant pharmacist in the Qi refining stage, had already been filtered under their noses...

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