Record of Chaos

　　 These two people did not come from elsewhere, but from the corpse collection bureau of the Soul Cult. As long as there are fierce battles between Xuanxiu, there will almost always be people from corpse collection bureaus or similar organizations, just as there must be flies around trash places.

　　 The corpse of the monk is also one of the mysterious treasures. Whether it is to make puppets, zombies, or to obtain organs, to repair the flesh, to make a facelift, or to refine the elixir such as Borrowing Body Resurrection Pill, they are all necessary materials.

　　 And the higher the monk level, the more beautiful the female sister, the higher the value of the body. Some rely solely on buyers' likes and dislikes, and the prices can be priceless.

　　 After all, this is a black industry, and it is impossible for a large upright sect to collect corpses openly, so this kind of thing has to rely on the underground existence of the Soul Cult.

　　 Dead repair and old zombies are mostly very touching, so some will wear masks. But this skinny woman not only doesn't wear a mask, but also likes powder. She often shows her face to scare the world. People in the world are called the pink corpse.

　　 The masked man wears a heavy armor. There are various poisonous things hidden in the armor, which are called poisonous armor corpses.

　　 The cultivation base of the two is not high, the six colors of the red powder virtual pill, and the stronger poisonous armor is only the purple mansion. Collecting corpses is not about killing people with hard power, but collecting corpses after a master showdown.

　　 They don't need too much strength, they just need to wait for opportunities to advance and retreat and be flexible and flexible. In this respect, it is a bit similar to being a thief in his old profession.

　　 Both of them came prepared. Yang Xian is an exquisite puppet, who almost deceived the crane clan's inspection with falsehood. The pink powder and poison armor are both zombies, hidden in the zombie coffin, and no living creatures can be detected outside—they are actually not living creatures.

　　 But this time, apart from collecting the corpses, they also took a fancy to the last batch of demon ginseng on the dying Lingfei Mountain. It's like an orchard that is about to be razed to the ground, and the fruits in it are not picked up.

　　 Poison Armor made seals on both hands, said a tactic in his mouth, and only heard a rumbling sound, hundreds of coffins that appeared in mid-air fell on the ground.

　　As a bronze priest in the Soul Cult, he originally had only a dozen zombies. But this time he already knew that the demon spirit ginseng on Lingfei Mountain was worth at least a million taels of blood spirit stones, so he borrowed more from the bureau.

These zombies are not high in cultivation and have different body shapes and costumes. Many of them are dressed in the costumes of big demons or large sects of the human world. Most of them are not as old as pink, but are like newly dead people. Keep wounds caused by swordsmanship.

　　 They all carry several zombie coffins, and they can collect the monks who died in battle at any time. Once they succeed, they will be automatically transferred to the teleport box on Yang Xian. Moreover, a red rope is used to catch the ginseng, and he will not let go of seeing the demon spirit ginseng.

　　 Each zombie is equipped with gravity beads, which can stand firmly on this continent. This gravity is much smaller than on the normal ground, so it can jump tens of feet high, and it's much faster to jump than on the ground.

　　 Poison Armor continued to recite the tactics, and these zombies jumped up one after another, like a group of released grasshoppers jumping around on the broken continent pierced by rocks. Seeing these money-picking zombies spread out, there was a flower-like smile on Pink's face.

　　 Even if it is a heavenly formation, it has a longevity if it can obtain inspiration from heaven and earth to maintain it for a long time. After thousands of years, the Fengxi Great Array has reached the end of its life. It's just that only the highest level of a few big clans know about this matter.

　　 He Heng is the only one of the Crane clan who knows this, and even the Crane King knows nothing. Otherwise, the whole crumbling continent hangs on the head of the Crane tribe. Who else can sleep?

　　 As for who revealed the news to the Soul Cult, this is not known. This kind of news is also very valuable, and naturally someone will sell it.

　　 Most of the zombies have been dispatched, and only four of them are left with the two of them. Among them, Yang Xian is the corpse puppet who built the foundation to perfection. Although the strength is the weakest among them, it is extremely important.

　　 If Yang Xian were destroyed, they would not be automatically teleported, but were judged to be dead in the formation, and they would never be able to get out. Therefore, Yang Xian and the others must stay with them and protect them carefully. And all the gains from this trip will also be transferred to Yang Xian.

　　 The other three are all zombies of the virtual pill level. In addition, Hongfen and two people, four Xudans and one Zifu, as long as they don't head-on with the big clan teams, this strength is enough, and bringing more is a burden.

　　 "Since things are done, go find your new friend now." Poison Armor looked at the place where the huge rock fell in front of him. The rubble was all over the sky, the ground flashed red, and the squeezed lava flow became a river. The air was full of burning smells. But there is no dust and smoke.

　　The breathing soil is originally a thing of the heavens, and the heavens are pure and pure, without any dirt. The soil that falls in the human world is nothing but crystal-like jade black sand. Now it is condensed into pieces, even if it is broken, it will not be dusty.

　　 "Hey, withered body, where can I have anything better, just change to a new toy." Pink powder smiled embarrassedly, as if to blush, but her face was still the color of the thick powder.

　　 Although the mountains and rivers are broken and the terrain is chaotic, they are not worried about finding no one. In the Dengtian Temple, Yang Xian had already left a secret note on the opponent. Now they just have to follow the trail. The opponent has a crane flying fast, and the poisonous armor will fly faster with the strength of the Purple Mansion.

　　 But Goujiu was not moving at all at this time. Instead, he waited foolishly in front of a crack in the rock, watching the flying gravel smashing rumblingly.

　　 These pitch-black and shining gravel are not all at the same speed, some lightly fly over and can be pushed away with one hand. Some flew like cannonballs, hitting a hole on the ground, and he could only pray not to fall on his head.

　　 Lingfei Mountain has no concept of "mountain" at all, because there is no flat land here. What you can see is the ups and downs of rugged rocks. There are sharp peaks, cliffs, canyons and bottomless pits everywhere, but the wind is extremely strong, like a sharp blade, screaming between the peaks and deep valleys.

　　 He is as light as a feather, and will be blown away by the wind if he is not careful. Lin Meier occupied the only rock gap that could be sheltered from the wind, and it didn't come out for a while. Desperately grasped the rock to fix his position and carried the strong wind.

　　 This area is not safe, it is not far from the place where it hit just now, and the whole land is shaking from time to time. Gouzhu was really impatient when he waited, and asked, "Are you alright?"

　　 "Get out! Do you dare to get close to me and kill you!"

　　 "Aren't you a pet..."

　　 "Fuck! What about the pet, my old lady will kill you!"

　　 Gou Zhu's face is ugly. He didn't expect the pet's temper to be so violent. In fact, although the demon blood deed can form a spiritual pet, the owner is not aware of the spiritual pet, nor can he directly change the spirit pet's consciousness to do anything.

　　 But the owner can decide the life and death of the pet with a single thought, and he can also make the pet survive. In addition, if the owner dies, the pet will be buried. But if the spirit pet is not afraid of death, nor is he afraid of the painful torture of spirituality, then the master is helpless.

　　 Relatively speaking, Gouzhu really misses the nineteenth who is so obedient and considerate. Fortunately, the nineteenth is now cultivating under the blood valley Tong Yao, but it is safe.

　　The first thing Lin Meier did after escaping from the danger was to kick the master Gouzhu away and find a place to put on his clothes first.

　　Women dressing sounds simple, but if it includes choosing clothes, shoes and accessories, famous brand immortal lotus, plus dressing, especially the long hair that reaches the waist, it’s completely unpredictable.

　　 And Lian Ling was seriously injured. She found that no method could eliminate the evil spirit from the wound, so she could only use the Qingmu Changsheng Gong to restore the flesh and blood of the wound. After recovery, it was quickly corroded by the evil spirit. Such a reciprocating cycle consumes the residual power of these world-destroying evil spirits like silk.

　　 She herself doesn't know when she will recover, even more so. He could only hide the map of the earth emperor carefully on his body so that Lian Ling could continue to rest and not disturb her.

　　 "It's too dangerous here~www.wuxiaspot.com~Can't hurry up?"

　　 "Don't urge your life, it will be done right away!"

　　 Fortunately, Lin Meier really did not delay this time, and finally flew out of the slit. This area cannot walk, but she has wings to fly.

　　 The chain on her foot has long been taken back by the hook. At this time, she has changed into a snow-white dress, covered in a transparent veil that is drifting in the wind, and her hair has been combed through and tied behind her. There was still anger between the eyebrows and the white face, the rose-shaped red mark on the center of the eyebrows was dripping with blood.

　　 "Shall we go find He Yuyin?" Gouzhu asked.

　　 He Yuyin is with the Wannian Demon Ginseng King. The position of the Demon Lingshen King was originally passed to him by Xiao Sufeng through divine thought. But Xiao Sufeng's intelligence came from He Heng, and it was more than ten years ago, when Lingfei Mountain had not collapsed. According to these clues, it is impossible to find the right place in this broken world.

　　 Fortunately, the remnant soul of He Heng is now in Lin Meier's hands. He just needs to fly with Lin Meier. He can't fly, but it's not bad to fly with Lin Meier. It feels really good to just run away all the way. I don't know how long he can hold this time. He was thinking to himself, but Lin Meier stretched out his hand and said:

　　 "The chain that just took me, bring it."

　　 "What do you want to do?"

　　 "Stop talking nonsense, let you take it as you go."

　　 Gouji passed the silver chain, and Lin Meier flicked it on the spot, only to hear a jingle, and the chain immediately wrapped Gouji's hands firmly.

"what are you doing?"

　　 Lin Meier smiled charmingly on her face: "Take you to fly and make you cool."

As soon as 　　 spoke, she had spread her wings and flew into the chaotic world like a goddess. She dragged a long chain behind her, struggling and screaming on the chain in panic.