"What the hell happened here!"
Even though Zhang Ji had been in the army for most of his life and was used to seeing the horrors on the battlefield, he was still shocked by the scene in front of him. One of the porters, who fell to the ground and withered all over, was clearly the farmer who delivered vegetables to Zhang's house in the past.
Zhang Ziliang stepped forward to check carefully, and found that all of these people had been drained of blood and died.
Seeing this situation, Zhang Ziliang couldn't help feeling suspicious, this place is the sphere of influence of Tianji Sect, who dares to come here to make trouble. He sensed the mana fluctuations coming from the city, and his brows could not help but knit together.
After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Ziliang decided to go and have a look. Even if you want to ask the sect for help, you have to make it clear.
Zhang Ziliang walked quickly to Zhang Ji's side, grabbed him and turned into a thunderbolt and flew into the distance. After hiding Zhang Ji, Zhang Ziliang turned back and went directly to the city to explore.
When Zhang Ziliang entered the city, mortals, from old people to young children, were all sucked out of life essence without exception. The city was extremely quiet at the moment, and the occasional scream or two from a distance seemed even more eerie.
"The sounds are all coming from the temple." Zhang Ziliang glanced at the center of the city, and Zhang Ziliang's body disappeared when the thunder marks flashed all over his body.
Outside the temple of Zhuo Lian, crowds were crowded, crying and shouting, begging the gods for help. On the other side of this group of mortals, a middle-aged man with disheveled hair sat cross-legged.
The man's face was a little pale, and his body was covered in a lot of blood, as if he had just experienced a fight. And in front of him, there is a thin milky white snake dancing up and down around him.
The thin snake was several feet long, but it had the face of a woman. While swimming, from time to time spit out bursts of gray and white green mist from his mouth, lingering around the man. And every time the man absorbed the green mist, his injury would recover by one point.
"The life essence that mere mortals can provide is really limited," the man opened his eyes, looking at the white snake flying towards the crowd, his eyes seemed a little excited: "Although this loss is quite big, I snatched this kind of spiritual thing." , but it's worth it."
"I just don't know if this spirit has other uses."
While the man was contemplating, suddenly, a sudden purple thunderbolt smashed towards his head with great momentum!
The man remained calm, earth-colored brilliance flowed in his raised palm, and his raised left hand was immediately covered with thick yellow crystals, and he also smashed hard towards the purple thunder.
"Boom!"
There was a loud bang, and the yellow crystals in the man's hand spread like steel knives. Zhang Ziliang, who bore the brunt, was immediately injured. These crystals cut wounds on his body, and the blood flowed instantly.
"Not good!" Zhang Ziliang was shocked when he saw the remaining fragments rushing towards the crowd.
Zhang Ziliang turned into a thunderbolt and appeared in front of everyone in the blink of an eye. He slapped his palms lightly, and at the same time quickly separated them, he pushed forward vigorously, and a purple thunder net about two feet wide appeared immediately, protecting everyone behind him. in it.
A sound like a gust of wind and rain hitting the glass became the melody at this time. It wasn't until ten breaths passed that he returned to calm.
Zhang Ziliang's breath was slightly disturbed, obviously the act of protecting the crowd just now had burdened him a lot.
"Unexpectedly, you are quite sympathetic." The man's expression was a little soft, he sneered and continued: "But, redundant emotions will be the fatal cause of your defeat!"
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Tianji sect, in the mysterious fourth floor space of Cangshu Building.
Zhuo Lian looked around suspiciously, she was in a strange space, this space was not big, about tens of feet, surrounded by nebula. And not far away, there is a huge gap where purple and gold lights shone like breathing.
Feeling like stepping into a void universe, Zhuo Lian was very surprised, where did she go!
It took a while for her to come back to her senses. She felt as if she had changed into a different person. Her muscles and bones were extremely comfortable, and every part of her body was different from before.
After looking inside for a while, she revealed a look of sudden realization: "I never thought that the stairs on the third floor would have the effect of washing scriptures and cutting marrow."
Zhuo Lian suddenly frowned, she smelled a strange smell coming from her body, and her whole body was a bit stinky.
She stretched out her hand and swayed towards the air in front of her, and a 'mirror' with flowing water appeared immediately. I looked at myself carefully, and found that the top of the skirt was covered with black sticky substance.
Those black viscous substances attached to the clothes are just some of the impurities discharged from the limbs, bones and meridians in his body.
Zhuo Lian tightly closed her beautiful eyes, tried her best to separate the consciousness in the sea of consciousness, and after sweeping the space attached to this place several times, she gradually opened her eyes.
I saw her gently caressing her blue fingers, and her clothes gradually fell off, revealing her delicate body like suet. Zhuo Lian flicked her fingers at the top of her head, and a burst of heavy rain emitting blue aura immediately appeared, washing her graceful body.
After a full stick of incense, the spiritual rain stopped. With a flip of her hand, she took out another set of snow-white palace dress and a few other clothes, and quickly put them on for herself.
"Take a look inside."
Zhuo Lian, who walked up to the gap, looked at the gap, pondered for a while and stepped into it. This gap is surprisingly long, connecting another space like a passage.
And after she stepped into the space, above the gap that shone with purple and gold light, suddenly two slender white openings suddenly appeared!
After a cup of tea, Zhuo Lian suddenly felt a bright light in front of her eyes. What came into view was a space about a hundred feet wide. The walls of this space were made of unknown materials, and it actually suppressed her spiritual consciousness within half a foot of her body.
And in the air, there are jade slips of different colors floating out of thin air. The names engraved on the outside of the jade slips show that they are all exercises without exception, and the grade is definitely not low.
""Nirvana Immortal Art","
""Wind Spirit Record","
""Phantom Sacred Art","
""Sky Fiend Ghost Formation Diagram","
"..."
In the entire space, there are no less than a hundred jade slips, all of which are high-level and top-level exercises!
"Well, that's "Ice Fantasy Ice Soul" edited by Ye Lingxi!"
"Now it seems that I have come to the right place, but how should I choose?" Zhuo Lian was a little troubled, not only could her spiritual consciousness not be separated from her body here, but her mana was also severely suppressed. But if you choose only by name, it is really difficult.
While pondering, Zhuo Lian couldn't help thinking: the ice spirit root is a variation of the water spirit root, and if so, how did Ye Lingxi choose it back then.
She Zhuo Lian came here not to choose a major cultivation method that suits her. What she lacks now is only a body training method that is suitable for 'Heaven's Que'.
"Heh, once you enter Baoshan, you can't return empty-handed." Suddenly, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly involuntarily.
Zhuo Lian immediately sat cross-legged on the ground, closed her eyes lightly, and then opened them suddenly, her eyes were full of coldness. However, she saw that she was muttering words, and the magic formula in her hands was constantly condensing, and the trace of demonic energy in her body that was suppressed by her burst out suddenly!
As the demonic energy on Zhuo Lian's body surged, the entire space began to tremble, and then, there were rumbling sounds from the ground of the space, and a white stone platform rose from the ground.
This stone platform is about several feet high, no more than the thickness of a man's arm. And on the surface of the stone platform, quietly floating a roll of jet-black jade slips, with a talisman tightly attached to the surface of the jade slips!
Looking at the stone platform, Zhuo Lian had a strong premonition in her heart, this is what she was looking for. When she walked up to the stone platform and took a closer look, she found that there were scarlet words engraved on it, "Chaos Qingming Sutra-Mie Chen Volume".
Zhuo Lian, who put away the black jade slips, suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of crisis in her heart. She closed her beautiful eyes, carefully sensing this sudden warning sign.
A moment later, Zhuo Lian opened her eyes again, full of undisguised murderous intent!