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Yang Xiuyan wore a [Black Scale Cloak] and turned on the stealth skill.

More than a dozen cloaks are worn in turn, stealth for ten seconds, cooling for a minute, and not afraid of revealing their whereabouts at all.

Yang Xiuyan dared to play like this.

With the [Lucky Ring], his explosive rate is terrifyingly high, and one person’s [Black Scale Cloak] is comparable to the number of all players in the entire Copper Drum Village combined.

This newbie village specialty is very sought-after, the level is not high, but it has a magical skill to turn the situation around, and the explosion rate is naturally low.

[Hundred Flowers Pavilion] The cute girls of the ten squads endured nausea every day, specially brushed snakes, and only three [Black Scale Cloaks], [Blood Rose] had complained to Yang Xiuyan many times.

With the convenience of the [Black Scale Cloak], Yang Xiuyan hung behind everyone without making the slightest sound.

The body phantom body walked in the front, holding a [Qi Avoiding Bead] to spread the resentment, and the Tianjiao of Earth Yuan City were in the middle, following from a distance, ensuring that the body phantom body was not close in their field of vision.

It is not so much about probing the way as it is about using the phantom body as bait to seduce the danger in the shadows.

Fortunately, until the white mist is out of the grievance, there is no danger to find it.

It was as if this layer of resentment and mist only shrouded Dawang Village, isolating the outside world, and had no impact on the village.

But Yang Xiuyan knew that it was impossible.

Because the moment he walked out of the white mist and entered the Great King Village, he had already seen ominous things all over the ground.

Directly opposite the dilapidated yellow clay wall at the entrance of the village, is the long courtyard where the villagers dry mountain goods, and at this moment there are neat coffins!

Black body blood cover, five rows and ten columns.

It was the number of people who came to this trip!

“That was… Coffin?! There was an exclamation behind him, it was the voice of the Shanghe Daoist.

Seeing that Yang Xiuyan was okay, they also followed in.

Don’t think that cultivators are not afraid of anything.

Ordinary people are afraid of ghosts, while cultivators are also afraid of certain ominous evils.

After all, there is only one life.

Especially in this Yongzhou land.

Walking in this evil land, even if it is an old monster with a Dao Law to the sky, there is a possibility that he may accidentally overturn.

“Wait, look, there are words on the coffin!” The strong man of the [Burning Sun Pavilion] exclaimed, pointing to the coffin facing everyone.

On the black coffin, there were vague blood-colored handwriting, and although everyone did not dare to approach, with the amazing eyesight of the cultivator, they also vaguely defended what was written on it.

“Un… Name…” The elder read out those two words, and then fell silent.

All Tianjiao had a bad cold, this coffin… As if it was for them …

The Yan family boy who took out the [Qi Avoiding Bead] hurriedly checked the other coffins.

“Shang He… Cao Qingfeng… Gu Xueyang… Ma Erdong…” The magic power of the Yan family boy condensed his eyes, and he searched for the handwriting on the coffin like crazy.

Finally, he found that name in the last row.

“Yan Shouyi, this is… I…”

He was silent, and after a moment, he spoke.

“Guys, I won’t be in this muddy water, I don’t know if I will leave with me.”

Things are so weird.

Before they could come in, there was already something for them to put in a coffin.

This reminded him of the terrifying legends on the land of Yongzhou.

Yan Shouyi was frightened, but the others were a little hesitant.

The great terror also hides the big secret, cultivator, isn’t it to fight with the sky?

At this moment, Qingfeng Fairy exclaimed, and plucked a leaf from the dead tree at the entrance of the village.

“This is … Withered leaves?! ”

The so-called “withered leaves” can also be regarded as a kind of heavenly treasure, a century-old tree is washed away by resentment, and the vitality of the entire tree is forced to a leaf, and resentment coexists to form.

The yin and yang, which symbolize the coexistence of life and death, are of great help to some yin qi creatures, and there is no market for them.

As an expert in playing ghosts, the Cao family is very sensitive to this kind of yin thing, so Cao Qingfeng was the first to find this thing, happily took it off and put it in a brocade box.

This leaf completely stimulated the greed of all Tianjiao, and the original wavering heart was also firm.

“Brother Yan will go if he wants to go, my “Nine Chapters of Arithmetic” is alone in Yuancheng, and it is not a matter of turning Ji every time it is fierce.” The Shanghe Daoist raised his chin proudly.

Yang Xiuyan pouted slightly, followed by a person who didn’t know, and dared to go to Yuancheng alone?

Sure enough, Diyuan City is a rookie, and it is far from the main city of other states.

“Brother Shang He is full of courage, I can’t weaken my momentum, otherwise I won’t lose my [Burning Yang Pavilion]’s face?”

“Practice is about fighting, if you don’t want to fight, it’s better not to come, it’s really a shame for Confucianism!”

“In the truth, strictly abide by the fact that you want to go as soon as you want, don’t demagoguery here…”

A group of people said different things, openly and secretly ridiculed Yan Shouyi, directly made his angry body tremble, stomped his foot, turned around and got into the white mist to resent.

“Ma Erdong, let’s go!”

With his loud shout, the slaves of the Kong family who followed him, their eyes struggled, and finally followed the master.

Weiming Dao Chang shook his head for a while, and muttered in a low voice: “Where heaven and earth suddenly change greatly, spiritual energy and resentment collide with each other, evil horrors are everywhere, heavenly materials and earth treasures are accompanied by life, and life and death depend on each other. ”

This is what the “Treasure Hunt” that spread throughout Yongzhou.

“Treasure Hunt”, the treasures of Yongzhou, is a collection of the wisdom of the sages, which lists the treasures produced in various strange environments in Yongzhou.

In this dangerous place, future generations can rely on this book to obtain enough cultivation resources and struggle to survive.

“This strict guard is frightened.”

“Miss Gu also specially called him.”

Miss Gu?

Yang Xiuyan’s heart moved, and he turned his head to look at Gu Xueyang, this noble golden phoenix had an unchanged face, wearing a white veil, rustling with the yin wind.

“This woman… It’s so strange…”

Yang Xiuyan shook his head and walked into the main road of the village.

Cao Qingfeng, who suddenly got the treasure, was already a little anxious, and the city government was completely empty, urging Yang Xiuyan to quickly explore the way.

The group gradually drifted away, leaving coffins all over the ground lying on the ground, terrifying and evil.

……

After a while, Yang Xiuyan walked into Dawang Village, near the Changyuan, and found an empty coffin named [Yunmeng].

“This place is quite weird, but [Transfiguration Masquerade] seems to be better.”

The effect of [Transfiguration Masquerade] has even deceived that mysterious and evil one.

At this moment, a harsh scream came from the white mist.

“Ahhh!!”

“Don’t come here… Don’t come over… Hao Ranzheng…”

The sound stopped abruptly, suggesting that something had happened to the owner.

“This voice… It’s strict one! ”

Yang Xiuyan’s heart moved, and he looked up into the depths of the white mist, and something roared and struck quickly.

Crunch!

Several coffin lids suddenly lifted, revealing the inside of the black coffin, as if one hungry big mouth.

Several blood-red things broke through the fog and burrowed into a mouthful of the coffin, and the lid of the coffin closed.

Yang Xiuyan’s eyes were sharp, and when he saw those blood-red things, he suddenly turned his hair upside down.

It was a lump of mashed meat, mixed with crumbled clothing.

Yang Xiuyan clearly saw that one of the lumps had a wrinkled face on it…

It’s strict one! _

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