The strongest cultivator in the heavens

Chapter 113
"vomit"

The man surnamed Sun shone it with a flashlight, and a sour taste flooded his throat instantly.

The woman on the side couldn't help but turn pale. Although she wasn't as exaggerated as the man surnamed Sun, she wasn't much better.

Even Yang Wenhao couldn't help frowning, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Judging from the costumes of these people, it seems that they are all modern people. If they are modern people, then it should be impossible to die so simply.

"Shushashasha."

"What it is."

There was a rustling sound, and it seemed that something was crawling among the corpses. From a distance, there was only a black spot, and it was impossible to see what it was.

But at this moment, the man surnamed Sun suddenly became unstable and fell into the ditch.

Fortunately, Yang Wenhao's sharp eyesight and quick hands directly grabbed the man surnamed Sun, so the man surnamed Sun was saved from falling into the trap.

But when Yang Wenhao pulled the man surnamed Sun back, he found that the man surnamed Sun had fallen into a coma, as if someone had given him medicine.

Suddenly, with a thud, a beautiful figure came down, it was none other than the woman with the surname Tian.

This sudden incident shocked Yang Wenhao, he didn't even know what happened.

"By the way, the one named Liu!"

At the moment Yang Wenhao reacted, a cold glow suddenly emerged from the darkness.

Almost entirely by instinct, Yang Wenhao turned sideways to avoid the cold light.

"Yeah, not bad."

There was a sound of surprise in the darkness.

"Are you the murderer of the dead bodies below?"

In the darkness, Yang Wenhao quietly raised a long sword in his hand, and stared fixedly at the black shadow in front of him.

"Yes and what not, you will all be 'it' food later!"

"it?"

Before Yang Wenhao could get confused, the cold light struck again in the hands of the man surnamed Liu, directly taking Yang Wenhao's lifeblood.

But Yang Wenhao is a monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage, comparable to a martial arts master, no matter how strong the man surnamed Liu is, he is only a top-notch warrior.

The sneak attack just now was already the best opportunity, and if this opportunity did not succeed, then there would be no victory to speak of.

It takes a martial arts master to deal with a first-class monk in the blink of an eye.

Here, the man surnamed Liu spat out a mouthful of blood, and collided with the hard stone wall next to him. He looked at Yang Wenhao in disbelief: "You are not a black iron man."

The corner of Yang Wenhao's mouth raised slightly, and he said, "I'm Heitie, but I'm a newcomer. I remember that they seemed to compare my strength to a martial arts master. Yes, it's a martial arts master."

"Martial arts master." The mouth of the man surnamed Liu trembled. At this moment, he was really being criticized by his mother.

This kind of mission at most attracts acquired warriors, and acquired warriors, he would have no chance to sneak attack, he has killed several before this, so he is very confident.

But he never thought that a member of the black iron rank would actually have the strength of a martial arts master.

"It will be born of it. It will avenge me."

"Kuo Noise." Yang Wenhao's expression turned pale, and a sword pierced through the heart of the man surnamed Liu.

But when Yang Wenhao killed the man surnamed Liu, something changed in the deep ditch below.

"Shushashasha."

The sound became louder and louder, and it seemed that something began to gather.

Yang Wenhao looked down, and suddenly found a mass of black objects attacking him.

This is not a complete object, but an object composed of countless black dots.

"System, what is this!"

Yang Wenhao's heart trembled when he saw this thing.

"Do you want to spend a hundred points to scan?"

"Yes!"

[Ghost worms: creatures of the underworld, devour flesh and blood creatures, have an almost obsessive desire for creatures, they are ghost creatures that live in groups, and if there is one, there must be a group.】

After reading the introduction of these little black bugs, Yang Wenhao's head was full of black lines.

What the hell is this? It is clearly in the human world, so how could there be things from the underworld.

He also met a remnant soul in the underworld before, and was killed by him.

And now that he encountered ghost worms from the underworld, his luck must have exploded.

But this ghost worm is a very dangerous thing, if it is not handled properly, it may bring disaster to the entire Liangzhou.

But Yang Wenhao has intentions but lacks energy, there are too many things, let alone the foundation building stage, even a monk at the golden core stage who has no ability will die here.

"System! Help me see if there is anything that can deal with this thing!"

Yang Wenhao's forehead was sweating, the black mass was not far away from him, and it was about to climb up.

There are two people beside here. If they don't think of a solution quickly, not only the three of them, but also the cities outside will suffer.

It's not his Holy Mother, but he just said that this kind of thing should be solved by monks. If he is the only monk, whoever he doesn't solve will solve it.

"The host can spend [-] points to buy a real fire. Only real fire can burn these filthy things. Please choose the host."

"What the hell, a single real fire costs five thousand, what about the three real fires!"

"Samadhi True Fire is evolved from Yimai True Fire. If the host wants to evolve into Samadhi True Fire, it can spend [-] points to directly evolve into Samadhi True Fire. It can be purchased separately for [-] points."

"Damn, buy a real fire." Yang Wenhao's head was full of black lines, and he needed [-] yuan to buy a real fire of samadhi. Where did he get [-] yuan?

At present, only [-] points are enough, how can it be possible.

But if you want to burn these things in front of you, it is enough.

After buying a real fire, Yang Wenhao's confidence was instantly full.

With a wave of his hand, the entire dark cave was instantly illuminated by it

Under such a scorching sun, Yang Wenhao could see clearly the true face of the ghost worm.

To be honest, it makes people look disgusting. He has a pair of eyes like the Styx, a mouth full of steel teeth, which seem to be able to tear apart any flesh and blood in the world, and a pair of wings behind him, which makes Yang Wenhao wonder if he can fly.

"Never mind you, if it's a real fire, burn it for me!"

He spent [-] points to buy this. If it doesn't work, he will go crazy.

"Ding congratulations to the host for killing ghost worms and earning ten points."

Ten points may seem like a small amount, but there are at least tens of thousands of ghost worms.

Until now, Yang Wenhao's mouth showed a happy smile, because he felt that he saw hope.

While grilling ghost worms, Yang Wenhao looked at the amount of points, which was continuously increasing based on ten.

In the blink of an eye, he had already reached eight thousand, and he had fully earned back his own true fire.

No matter how many ghosts and ghosts were burned to death by Yang Wenhao, they rushed towards Yang Wenhao as if life and death were meaningless. This made Yang Wenhao very happy. I will burn as many as you drive.

But at this moment
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