The Lord who use immortals as food

Like an owl hunting a mouse, the black robe came fiercely, and Xing Zhi drew out the green dagger at his waist.

Since she often partners with Senior Brother Zhu, she has not had the opportunity to pull it out for a long time, so much so that she has forgotten that warlocks are not just doing safety work of finding ways and paths, but also always being prepared to face blood-splattered battles. .

But he was determined not to be able to resist such a blow.

Xing Zhi gritted his teeth and swung the last sword, his heart already trembling with the instinct of facing death.

A crisp cracking sound.

Like glass falling to the ground or jade striking thin ice, the tip of the knife suddenly shattered when it touched his arm, and the scattered white crystals shone brightly under the moon.

Then, everything happened like that.

He seemed to have turned into an extremely hard piece of gold and iron. The opponent flying towards him was like a wave hitting a boulder. From the tip of the knife to the blade to the handle, then the hands, arms, shoulders, and then the whole body, it was like a thin crystal sculpture. Success, every inch of it was scattered on his body.

Among the splashing crystal fragments, the familiar white clothes fell straight down from the sky. Behind it, under the waning moon in the high forest, the majestic and beautiful beast head followed closely.

Frost and flying fire filled the space, and the familiar sword showed a perfect arc. The blade was about to be retracted at a touch, and the black-robed head fell to the ground.

She had never seen this amazing swordsmanship that was completely different from the Dragon Army's Dongting, but at this moment, indescribable joy had filled her brain. She gave in to her thoughts for the time being, and the resentment along the way was also left behind.

She was about to shout in surprise when the man in white clothes turned around, revealing a familiar face that made her freeze in place.

Like a slender chi chi carved from black jade, its body was wrapped around a tree and lying on a rock. Its tail swept away all the corpses. The chi chi's head looked down quietly and lazily. In front of it, Pei Ye returned his sword to its sheath and frowned: "Brother Shang, Xing Sir, are you okay?"

"Why are you wearing Senior Brother Zhu's clothes? Where are the others?" Xing Zhi stepped forward quickly and held Pei Ye's arm. Pei Ye lowered his head, and his delicate hand, whose joints were white from unconscious exertion, was trembling slightly.

"I wish senior brother...he unfortunately died...Master Xing, please give me my condolences." Pei Ye said in a low voice.

The clenched hand on his forearm suddenly loosened. Xing Zhi's eyes were glazed over and his lips were white. He moved his eyes unconsciously, then put them back on Pei Ye's face. He opened his mouth, but no words came out.

Shang Lang caught her in time, turned his head, looked at Pei Ye's frozen hands, then glanced at the sword, and finally raised his head quickly and glanced at Hei Chi: "Brother Pei, what's going on? ?”

This young man who was previously regarded as a burden was killed in such a manner just one day later, which really subverted his cognition.

He even wanted to reach out to this face to see if Brother Zhu was playing tricks on others in disguise again.

But if it was really Brother Zhu, it wouldn't take such a "long" time to clear out these men in black robes.

Pei Ye was silent for a moment, took out the jade pendant and handed it to him, saying, "We'll talk about it later. This is Senior Brother Zhu's relic. You guys, put it away and leave in another direction. Someone is chasing me behind."

Xing Zhi suddenly grabbed his arm tightly: "Why did he die?"

Pei Ye could only say briefly: "The Zhushi Sect is trying to hatch a terrifying Dantian seed. Senior Brother Zhu and I brought it out. He did it to stop the pursuers."

"Is that thing on you now?"

‘We can ride on the Chilong and leave first and then talk. ’ Pei Ye thought, but the idea disappeared in an instant.

"Right in my belly," he replied.

"What are your plans now?"

"Either find "Zhenlu" to control it, or wait for the Immortal Platform to handle it."

""Endowment"?" Xing Zhi asked back.

"Senior Brother Zhu told me a lesson——"

"I know." Xing Zhi interrupted, "This method won't work. It can't control the Dantian species."

Pei Ye was stunned for a moment: "You know?"

"He... got the news from the Immortal Terrace with his elbows turned outward, but I got it from Longjun Dongting. Six hundred years ago, there was a senior in Longjun Dongting who compiled "Zhenlu", and some of it is still there today. Just a few words." Xing Zhi said calmly with a pale face.

"This strange scripture is not a method to more skillfully control the Dantian seeds, but a magical method to make people produce Dantian seeds." And know.”

"The senior also gave it the nickname "The Book of Cicada" because it took more than ten years to breed the seeds and finally became a blockbuster - to put it simply, this is a sect that has lost its Dantian due to various reasons. It is the miraculous achievement of those who plant seeds and survive from desperate situations.”

Pei Ye listened blankly.

"It suits you well, but not right now," the woman concluded.

"Then we can only wait for the Immortal Platform to solve this problem?"

Xing Zhi stretched out her hand to his abdomen: "May I take a look?"

Pei Ye nodded.

The soft spiritual energy seeped into it, but this time when it touched the little seedling, Xing Zhi retracted it like an electric shock, and said in surprise: "It...is a living thing?"

Pei Ye frowned: "Of course... it will eat corpses. Didn't the 'dragon tongue' do the same thing before -"

"No!" Xing Zhi interrupted, "I mean...does it have its own consciousness?"

"Of course not -" Pei Ye suddenly stopped and froze on the spot.

There is no evidence that it does not.

He just relied on conventional thinking, thinking that it was a "weapon" or "tool" that Zhu Shijiao painstakingly created. Although it had some "living" characteristics, in the final analysis it still needed human control. He couldn't control it just because Not mastering the correct method.

After all, this is the case with dantian seeds and meridian trees. They are just parts of the human body. Even if they are weird, they are not said to be able to produce spiritual intelligence.

"I... don't know." This guess also gave Pei Ye a chill. Just as he was about to continue asking, a strong wind suddenly rose in the forest.

Amidst the strong wind, a huge evil shadow came through the forest. It was so huge and looked like a ghost when it moved. It was nearby in a blink of an eye, but the sergeant who was only a few steps away from it was unaware of it.

Fortunately, it finally found it.

Hei Chi reacted the fastest, jumped up, and passed by with his slender body to meet his old enemy.

From Qiongqi's side, a kind of "solidification" spreads out; from Heiji's side, faint blue flames bloom like stars.

Tiger Frost and Chi Huo, this is how many times they have fought against each other.

Now that Qiongqi has lost that seed, just as Hei Chi said, it is no longer so scary.

The advantage was apparent from the very beginning. The frost melted rapidly under the high temperature. Fireworks floated around the slender black jade body, whistling like the wind and crashing into Qiongqi's body.

This time it no longer has the ability to turn flesh into water.

Trees fell, rocks cracked, and mysterious energy surged. Using his innate magic and sharp claws, Black Chi now completely suppressed this demon.

But this is not the end, because Qiongqi did not come alone.

Two purple robes appeared at the same time and rushed towards Hei Chi who was entangled by Qiong Qi.

Pei Ye's hair was horrified—Didn't Zhu Gaoyang stop him? Why were the two of them so fast?