Demons fight, mortals suffer.
Life was threatened, and people resisted.
Several outstanding talents stood out, one of whom was a third level fire type named Yang Cheng. He was bold and meticulous, with a fierce and heroic nature, and was well-known in various camps.
And Hu Ji is one of his male pets.
Tian Rui was a cheerful and spicy girl before her death. After experiencing the pain of zombies and losing her child, she became extreme and ruthless. Whenever she heard the words "male pet", her demonic face rarely showed an awkward expression. Looking at the red and white light ball in her hand, she looked strange and said, "He will avenge you
There were ripples on Hu Ji's soul, and it took him a long time to calm down and say, "I understand him, so I can naturally persuade him
In the center of Xiaoqingshan Cemetery, Lin Keqing appeared, with a golden gourd shaped mouth flashing from his hand, enveloping her and Yang Xi in a golden halo. The Yin spirits and evil spirits in the formation quickly dispersed like smoke encountering a strong wind.
Dragon was greatly surprised and asked, 'What kind of treasure is this?'
Be careful with the Buddhist treasure, the nemesis of demons and monsters, "Lin Keqing said with a sharp tongue.
Formally stepping into the formation, Long Qiao's figure flickered on Yang Xi and escaped. Yang Xi's body tilted, and Lin Keqing reached out to hold him, smelling the faint tobacco smell on his body and his eyes heating up.
Long Jue was just a faint shadow, tall and slender in stature, with a handsome appearance and a hint of sarcasm on his face. He said, "A cultivator with a bright future has fallen in love with a small mortal, and your immortal journey will come to an end here
Only cowardly people will make excuses for their own stagnation, "Lin Keqing was most afraid of being mentioned this issue, and upon hearing it, she retorted without hesitation like a cat with its tail stepped on.
Lin Keqing was wearing a magical fairy dress, and Long Zhen couldn't tell her cultivation level. However, seeing her calm and confident demeanor in front of him, she knew that her cultivation level was not low. Such a powerful and beautiful female cultivator would be subject to him by ordinary men. Indeed, a female cultivator who fell into a love trap was like useless wood.
He stopped looking at her and began reciting complex and difficult to understand spells. Soon, a dilapidated zombie rushed towards him. The walking corpse was wrapped entirely in a black cloak. Dragon saw it and with one move of its hand, a golden bead flew out of its chest.
At the same time, the dragon shot out a yellow flame, igniting the walking corpse. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a pile of ash and was swept away by the wind, disappearing without a trace.
There was still a fist sized blood mist floating in the air.
It's the essence and blood of the dragon
That walking corpse could be his body, or a temporary shelter, looking at his casual demeanor as if he had burned a chicken.
The essence and blood were activated by a spell, transforming into symbols resembling Morse codes.
Dragon's hands kept changing their movements, and beams of cold and gloomy light flew out of his hands, forming peculiar patterns. Then, his arms shook, and the previously messy patterns suddenly formed a small Eight Trigrams pattern like a stretched net. He shouted loudly, "Open
I saw the Blood Bagua Formation suppressed by the Rong Family Formation beneath his feet, and the Bagua Formation image matched the secret code. A ray of light emerged from the ground like a green bud unearthed, constantly growing upwards without revealing any breath. If it weren't for Lin Keqing witnessing the whole process, he would have been as blind as anyone else.
Qingya shot out like a laser, reaching the top and unable to break through, before projecting a ghost head shape onto the gray black screen of the Rong family.
Long Jing's expression was solemn, his hands constantly stirring like water. The air formed a transparent vortex under his hands, finally forming a funnel shape, which contained the characters he had previously written with blood essence.
Lin Keqing understood that he wanted to use Qingya to break through the formation and use this funnel to send out the message.
At the moment when Long Jue raised her hand, a green light appeared on her hand, wrapped in a golden messenger talisman and his blood letter, and the message was sent into the funnel. At the moment when Qing Ya pierced the formation screen, it flew out and disappeared into the vast sky.
Long Zhen's heart lit up with anger as he said, "Do you know what you just did? If you intervene in my casting, it may prevent the message from being sent out
Lin Keqing showed no fear in the face of his anger and even gloated, "I know. If this prevents your message from being sent out, I can also be considered a contributor to my righteous path as a cultivator
The Rong family is an evil cultivator, and the Black Wind Hall is a ghost cultivator. Both sides treat humans as food resources. Is it really true that there is no one left for the righteous path
Who did you just pass on the message to? "Long Zhen frowned and said irritably.
He hated himself for being too careless, thinking that this woman was really concerned about Yang Xi before compromising with him. It turned out that she had long harbored the intention of using him to bring messages out, and even deceived him
Of course, it's for the three generations of cultivators we met last time.
The teleportation symbol is very similar to a mobile phone, and the divine sense imprint is the phone number. Lin Keqing does not have their divine sense imprint, so she left her breath on that symbol.
Last time they were able to chase after her aura, there must be a reason. I hope they can receive it and eliminate all these demons and monsters.
Lin Keqing walked away with Yang Xi in a carefree manner under the angry gaze of Long Zhen.
Hu Ji has passed away and lacks any spiritual talent. He will soon be driven away or reincarnated.
Time is running out, and the two ghosts will quickly find Yang Cheng.
Yang Cheng is extremely tall, almost 2 meters tall, like an iron tower, with a square face and big eyes. Despite his unremarkable appearance, he exudes a sense of righteousness, but his eyebrows darken slightly, indicating that he is not as straightforward as he appears on the outside.
He is a superhuman with privileges, living in a magnificent and unique small villa. In the spacious and bright gym, he holds a flame condensed large axe in his hand and chops it with a whooshing sound.
Hu Ji suddenly felt a little unwilling
Yang Cheng used to be a security guard, he would come and go as soon as he was summoned.
After the end of the world, Yang Cheng awakened a powerful fire type ability, and there were too many people waiting for his favor.
If it weren't for his neglect, he wouldn't have sacrificed his life just to earn a little gold
Tian Rui gave Hu Ji a light spell, and his figure was projected onto the huge wall glass in front of Yang Cheng.
The sudden appearance of the figure startled Yang Cheng, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw it. He smiled and turned around, "Why are you here
But as soon as he turned around, there was no trace of him, and he turned to look at the mirror. Hu Ji's expression in the mirror was bitter, and he lifted his finger. A line of blood red letters appeared out of thin air on the mirror, "I'm already dead
Yang Cheng was stunned and rubbed his face hard twice to make sure he didn't have any blurred eyes or hallucinations. He was also scared and broke into a cold sweat
I wonder if I have done anything wrong to Hu Ji, and if he has come to seek revenge. I was considering whether to take the initiative when I heard him weakly say, 'I'm about to leave, come and say goodbye to you.'