The Lord who use immortals as food

In the commotion, Pei Ye held Shang Lang's sleeve and asked, "How powerful is this Master Zhu?"

Shang Lang turned around with a face that had not yet recovered from the impact: "Brother Zhu is so powerful...Brother Zhu's surname is Zhu Wu, and his courtesy name is Gao Yang. He is the first true successor of the sword vein of [Longjun Dongting], and he just entered it at the beginning of the year. Crane list, ranked 296, Immortal Platform Judgment [Sword Hidden in Snow Box]."

Congratulations to Gao Yang!

Congratulations to Gao Yang!

Pei Ye opened his mouth, but no words came out.

If in the two years when Pei Ye read Hefu's book, Yan Feiqing was the absolute protagonist who entered the country the fastest, performed the most dominantly, and was unstoppable in fighting his way up from below, then Zhu Gaoyang was already standing on the top, desperately fighting for the future. The pursuer casts one last glance, and then calmly steps into the mysterious myth of the previous generation.

It has only been four years since he entered the realm of Grandmaster. Normal people should still be polishing the first jade level at this time, but he has already climbed onto the crane list, competing with those old monsters who have been on the top of Xuanmen for who knows how long.

And it is this kind of person who has now lost his voice.

Pei Ye could completely understand Shang Lang and Xing Zhi's confusion at this time.

Probably like two squirrels who were afraid to pass through the dark grass where snakes and insects were lurking in front of them, a horse came and picked them up on its back, and stepped in leisurely.

The two squirrels were looking down at the shallow grass below with great peace of mind. Suddenly, the horse was swallowed up by the grass!

Two squirrels sat on the ground and raised their heads blankly. Grass blades covered the sky, and hissing sounds came from the darkness around them.

Pei Ye looked up at the rolling mountains outside the village, wondering.

Zhu Gaoyang traced the traces of Zhu Shijiao into Xincang Mountain, but now the news is unknown. The remaining power of Zhushijiao is beyond everyone's imagination. What are they planning hiding in the mountain?

Immortal hunters came to the world, monster tigers cannibalized people, and evil cults lurked. Everything was gathered in this vast mountain. Pei Ye touched his pubic area and wondered what role he was in this big net.

Xing Zhi took a deep breath, gathered her thoughts, and said calmly: "Gather the sergeants! Let's leave the village immediately."

Jing Ziwang suddenly turned his head and stared at her with a pair of tiger eyes: "Master Xing, what did you say?"

Xing Zhi had already taken out another piece of paper, lowered his head and wrote quickly without raising his head: "Master Jing, you are Captain Zhechong, you should be sharper than me. If nothing happens to senior brother, things here will be fine." It’s not something we can solve.”

Jing Ziwang raised his eyebrows and said: "Not to mention whether these are the same thing, even if they are, do we have to leave these villagers alone - they just thought that the savior had arrived."

Xing Zhi was not angry and said calmly: "Master Jing, you have to protect the country and the people. That is your duty. If you are willing to die for it, I respect you. But what we are doing is the order from Beiya. What we are doing is If the Immortal Terrace's errands are destroyed here, I won't be able to find anyone who understands the situation in the Immortal Terrace."

"Ha." Jing Ziwang sneered, "The Longwu Army Immortal Platform turns out to be a group of lambs who ran away after their leader died."

After Xing Zhi finished writing the letter, she raised her head and glanced at him: "Master Jing, do you think we are going back to the county office?"

Without waiting for an answer, she turned to look at the assembled sergeants: "Xu Qing, Zhang Liu, Zhang Rang, and Zhao Zhang, the four of you will go back to Fenghuai separately to report the news. The rest of you will prepare your swords and halberds and follow me into the mountain in half a quarter of an hour. Looking for Master Zhu."

Jing Zi's face turned green and he shouted: "Since you are not afraid of death, why not eradicate this evil tiger for the villagers first?!"

"Because it takes time, Master Jing." Xing Zhi let the blue bird fly, took the reins of the horse and looked at him and said, "I shouldn't teach you this - some people's lives are much more valuable."

Even if staying here can significantly improve the chances of winning against the evil tiger and save the villagers, even if the group of people throws themselves into the mountain and most of them can't make a splash, even if Zhu Gaoyang may have died unfortunately, Xing Zhi still chooses to bet there. .

Shang Lang's expression changed a little. He swallowed and said, "Sister Xing Zhi... If Brother Zhu were here... he wouldn't agree to this."

"Then he is here!"

Shang Lang murmured, and Xing Zhi took a breath and said calmly: "It's up to me to lead the horse now."

The arguments on the court did not enter Pei Ye's ears.

Because a sense of longing rose from his belly, he felt that his Dantian was about to move.

Since the wine cellar, the dragon's tongue in the belly has once again conveyed a clear idea - something is pulling and calling it, it is longing, it wants to return home.

Seeds, yes seeds...the Dantian seeds are nearby!

Pei Ye looked around, confirming the direction of this feeling, and suddenly his eyes shrank - in the village!

At this moment, a sharp scream suddenly broke out in the village.

Several people tensed up and looked around at the same time.

That was the place where women gathered to choose and wash vegetables. Chickens, fish and game were placed on the ground, planning to prepare a simple banquet for the soldiers who came to the village.

At this time, water splashed all over the ground, and people ran away in panic.

Behind them was a human figure with an extremely high bow. Its blue-to-black skin glowed like scales under the firelight. The sharp claws on its upper limbs penetrated the necks of each woman, and blood gurgled out. Come, quickly take away the sparkle in the woman's eyes.

It waved its hand and threw the body on the ground. It raised its head, revealing a Yaksha-like face, and its cold golden eyes looked at the crowd running ahead.

With a leap, it caught up with a crying girl.

The sharp claw was raised, but when it was about to be swung down, it suddenly stopped. A trace of humanoid struggle and confusion appeared on the face, but it was quickly replaced by indifference, and the sharp claw was swung down again.

But it was this pause that gave him no chance to commit murder.

The water in the water tank seemed to come to life, turning into thousands of thin and tough silk ropes, blooming like flowers, and tightly wrapped around the ferocious body.

It is the "Water Autumn Lotus" of Longjun Dongting's art, which is recorded in the "Jade Dragon Autumn Water Sutra". This spiritual sutra is ranked 72nd in the spiritual sutra of "Lingxuan Dadian" compiled by Xianrentai.

Although this scene is not as spectacular as the water dragon that night, in the eyes of an expert, the two are like clouds and mud.

Although the water was strong that night, it was mostly due to heavy rain. Shen Yanping had only practiced the use of magic weapons a few times at the Immortal Terrace, and his techniques were only beginner-level. They were rough and rough. Ten percent of the water was probably wasted.

But now, in the hands of a truly experienced sorcerer, just a tank of water bursts out a continuous and powerful blockage, and every trickle is precisely controlled, which is astonishingly complex.

His technique was so delicate and his technique so refined that if it had been left on that night, Wu would never have had the chance to leave the county government office.

Immediately following the spell was a heavy halberd flying in the air.

With the roar of the air, the euphorbia penetrated its abdomen, and without stopping, it was nailed deeply to the ground.

When Xing Zhi retracted his sword finger, he also retracted his gaze, no longer stopping at all, turning his head without saying a word, and immediately rode off towards the deep mountains.

Damn, I forgot to set the update time yesterday, so it was an hour late. Sorry!