Thriller Tour Group

Sure enough, the title of Liansi really goes well with the cold-blooded assessment tasks.

Wei Xun thought to himself that by killing the ancestor of Yinshan, the assessment task would be completed. But he still had to think carefully about how to kill her - this person must be killed. Just now, Wei Xun did not ignore her actions of getting closer to the Taoist Half-Life Taoist, and the subtle murderous intention he felt from the strings.

She wanted to kill half the Taoist priest. According to normal strength logic, in a place like this, if the half-life Taoist dies, Bing250 will be completely isolated and helpless. Although I haven't thought about the true purpose of the ancestor of Yinshan for the time being, it is definitely not good.

"Do you have a contract with her?"

Seeing the old ancestor of Yinshan rushing towards the death mark of the mountain god, the half-life Taoist was not in a hurry to pursue him. He lowered his voice and asked: "What contract? Let me see if I can get rid of it."

If Bing 250 really had some kind of dragon bone-stealing contract with the Yinshan Ancestor, he would really be on a pirate ship.

Taoist Ban Ming held Bing 250 in one hand, leaving his free hand to count with his fingers.

Seeing that the ancestor of Yinshan had disappeared, Wei Xun said, "It's just a verbal contract."

"That's not right, there really is a contract with you..."

Hearing Bing 250 speak, Taoist Ban Ming tensed up subconsciously, and then relaxed after hearing it - it was a normal voice, Bing 250's. He just said that Bing250's cough before was probably due to his hoarse voice, and with the scarlet red cloak, it sounded strangely like someone who was trying to kill someone.

Fortunately, he didn't show any cowardice at the time, otherwise he would have been embarrassed again.

"Still the kind that swears poison."

His thoughts turned around, and Taoist Ban Ming became nervous again. The contracts he could count were not the ones in hotels, or contracts made up of title items. It's the kind of more traditional contract that swears to heaven and earth, something like five horses and five thunders.

If Bing250 and the local demons made a contract and swore an oath, it would be this kind of oath. After doing some calculations just now, he felt that his fingertips were numb, and his five fingers felt as if they had been struck by lightning.

Five thunder strikes!

It’s an oath that will shatter this aspect with five thunders! Bing250 couldn't have been sworn by someone. This oath is really effective and is definitely not a joke.

"It's an oath made to someone else."

Wei Xun patted Taoist Ban Ming on the right shoulder and motioned for him to turn right and go to the place agreed upon with Mrs. Bai.

"Let's go see her."

Blocking the underground palace is just the appetizer. Using secret techniques to anger the dragon soul is the ultimate move that Mrs. Bai has really prepared for the Yinshan Ancestor.

But how could an old hedgehog know this?

Wei Xun had always had a guess in his mind, but when he actually arrived at the place agreed with Mrs. Bai, he finally confirmed his guess. There are still riots on the fifth floor of the underground palace, and the situation is getting worse. In Wei Xun's eyes, the tops of their heads were covered with gold powder that was as bright as stars. The gold powder floated and fell, leaving less than five meters above the ground.

Such a close distance only takes a few minutes. Taoist Ban Ming wanted to go to the mountain god's death mark quickly, but there was a wolf (the ancestor of Yinshan) in front of him and a tiger (the vower who was struck by thunder at Bing2505) behind him. He thought in his heart - -In fact, I didn’t think too much about it. There was a thread, and Taoist Ban Ming relied on Bing 250’s opinion.

If you hold this thing for too long, you will become a fool.

Taoist Ban Ming thought, and held Bing 250 up again.

In all the years he has been in the hotel, he has never carried someone on his back for such a long time. But now he was carrying Bing 250 willingly, not wanting him to go down to the ground at all.

But this is okay, this mental pollution is too strong, who knows if Bing250 will go crazy, and the half-life Taoist is also afraid that Bing250 will be gone if he lets go.

"Tie it up, please?"

Taoist Ban Ming wanted to tie himself up with Bing 250 with an ink rope, so that at least he would have his hands free to fight.

"OK."

After staying in the hotel for so many days, Wei Xun, who had been riding a horse (Shi Tao) since the first trip, said he was very used to it. Within ten seconds, the two of them adjusted their back posture while walking. After tying the ink rope, the destination was also arrive.

In front of him was a rare stone wall without dragon mane. The stone wall is slightly sunken inward, like a pit for a lamp. But it is much shallower than those pits, and what is placed inside is actually a horizontal bone with restrained evil spirit.

"Is this the great demon Heng Gu?"

Taoist Ban Ming was surprised and uncertain: "Why are you here!"

For a monster to take shape, it must first refine the bones in its brain. Only by tempering the crossbones can one speak human words. The refined cross bones are tightly hidden by the demon and will never fall into the hands of outsiders.

If a powerful person masters the demon's cross bone, it is equivalent to completely controlling the demon. No matter how far it has been cultivated, if the cross bone is pulled out, it will become a big demon. If the cross bone is inserted, the demon's power will be dissipated immediately. It can be said to be extremely vicious. .

"It committed a serious crime, and it was only natural that I take away her bones."

A melancholy and cold male voice sounded, and Wei Xun saw the shadow of a white dragon emerging next to Heng Gu and surrounding it in a circle.

"hiss--"

The half-life Taoist took a breath of cold air, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he retreated suddenly. Wei Xun didn't know what this dragon shadow looked like in his eyes, but it was definitely an extremely terrifying thing. The thread between him and Taoist Ban Ming was so startled that the threads between him twitched and convulsed.

"fine."

Wei Xun held Taoist Bansheng's shoulders tightly and simply stuffed him with a pollen ball. Pollen balls from Yin Yang Butterfly have different effects than purified magic honey. They are used to soothe nerves and make people relax. It is most suitable for making scented tea, so Wei Xun simply fed half-life Taoist a whole piece.

There was a thread, and Ban Ming didn't have any emotions of panic or fear. He was 'calmly' avoiding danger. He took pollen to soothe his nervous nerves. Coupled with the sound of Bing 250, even though his brows were still furrowed, Taoist Ban Ming stood still. Stabilizing his position and no longer retreating, he looked at the 'White Flood Dragon' with alert and solemn eyes, and lowered his voice: "Can you understand what it says?"

"You heard something."

Wei Xun saw that its snow-white and slender body was like a man's fingers with clear joints, just a little above the transverse bone. The horizontal bone suddenly turned into a stream of light and flew into the body of a shriveled, snow-white, old hedgehog.

"Now that she has atoned for her sins, everything is settled."

"Roaring, screaming, wailing."

Taoist Ban Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, and the thing in front of him was too scary and weird. It was a pure mass without any shadow, a huge white mass, more than three meters high, and it seemed to be endless in length. It was a dizzying giant.

This pure white is inlaid in a thick black paste, as if a huge paintbrush is used to smear titanium white on a completely black canvas. It is painted from left to right, which is extremely abrupt and divided, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

What's even more terrifying is that its body is covered with countless slender pointed feet like centipede limbs. These pointed feet are as sharp as javelins and can easily pierce the 'mountain stone' made of pitch black dragon bones.

This monster was condescending, overlooking them. Even if the half-life Taoist took a few steps back, he still did not exit the shadow range under the monster.

Looking up, at the base of the densely packed jointed limbs and pointed feet, there are hundreds of elongated, olive-like dark green eyes.

The white dragon has a pair of emerald-like dark green eyes, which are a little more profound than the snake's indifference.

"You have the aura of the mountain spirit, the deer boy, and my spiritual bones."

"That's right."

Sure enough, this white dragon is actually a white snake. Wei Xun looked at the old lady Bai who had suffered a heng bone injury, and saw that she seemed to be scared out of her wits and ran away without saying a word, as if she was afraid of the white dragon to her core.

Old Mrs. Bai knew so many clues about the fifth floor of the underground palace. Wei Xun had already felt that there was someone behind it. Then he thought about it more carefully, how could he, an old hedgehog spirit, enter the underground palace first and get the complete white snake spirit bone?

It would make sense if the main messenger behind her was the White Snake Spirit who used to penetrate into the fifth floor of the underground palace.

"Deer boy, please ask me to save you. Old lady Bai said you are eager to transform into a dragon and come down to steal the dragon bones."

Wei Xun said profoundly: "Now it seems different from what I imagined."

Wei Xun carefully observed Bai Jiao's eyes and found a hint of disdain in them.

"I am a thousand-year-old white snake. If I had not sworn allegiance to Master Yanshan, with my merits in protecting the mountains and forests of Sichuan Ze, I would have grown dragon horns and turned into a white dragon."

He doesn't care about stealing dragon bones, and he doesn't need anyone to rescue him.

Wei Xun heard clearly, but Bai Jiao's words sounded the same to Taoist Ban Ming as "Wai Bi Ba Bu?" The noises like "Waibi Babu" were almost the same, but Bing 250's words made Taoist Ban Ming's heart skip a beat.

Could it be that the monster in front of me was transformed from the white snake spirit?

real or fake? Or did Bing250 see some illusion? This indescribable mental pollution monster is the best at deceiving people. Once you start communicating with it, you have fallen into a scam. Your spirit must have been broken to a certain extent, and you may even be seriously polluted by it!

Thinking of this, Taoist Ban Ming's heart was filled with confusion——

There is peace and calm in my heart.

There is no such thing as anxiety or nervousness.

"In the past, I was the snake boy under Master Yanshan, protecting the rivers. After the catastrophe that day, the master died, leaving me and the deer boy alone to look after the mountains and forests."

The snake boy said coldly and quickly: "As time goes by, I feel that something is wrong."

When a mountain god dies, the divine power should return to nature and be integrated into the mountains and rivers. A hundred years later, by chance, a new mountain god will be born. When Yan Shan fell into the depths of the underground palace, he should have been remembering the old agreement between him and Long Gu, using the power released when he died to help Long Gu transcend, reincarnate, and transform into a dragon.

But something unexpected happened in the middle.

The White Snake Spirit had long been qualified to transform into a dragon. It was only after it heard the painful roar of the dragon bones that it insisted on going deep into the underground palace. But he never expected to see the body of the mountain god.

After the death of the mountain god, instead of returning to nature, he solidified into a 'corpse'! This kind of god born out of faith has never been said to have a corpse. This 'corpse' is more like a filthy and evil force. The corpse of the mountain god has polluted the dragon's bones and stained the dragon's veins. In this way, the situation is irreversibly deteriorating. run in the direction.

"In desperation, I transformed into a dragon, but failed. I could only use the body of a dragon to help the dragon's veins continue, and asked Xiaobai to find various spiritual objects for my bones to replenish my spiritual energy."

No wonder, when Wei Xun took a closer look at the entwining golden dragon and silver dragon, it didn't look like they were fighting and devouring, but more like they were dependent on each other and helping each other.

Xiaobai in Bai Sheling's mouth is Old Mrs. Bai. The Hedgehog Spirit is good at escaping from the ground, so the White Snake Spirit chose her. But who would have thought that over the past thousands of years, Mrs. Bai's ambition has grown day by day, and she actually wants to go deep underground and seize a trace of the dragon's energy!

Bai Jiao did not elaborate on this matter. In short, the situation has deteriorated so far, and it is also the influence of Mrs. Bai. So he took away the crossbones of the old lady Bai, tortured her, and asked her to find various sacrifices.

The birth of the ginseng spirit was all directed by Mrs. Bai, in order to attract many old demons to sacrifice the dragon bones. The Tai Sui inside the spirit snake bone was also found and placed inside by Old Madam Bai.

"Have you found a way to let her go now?"

Wei Xun chuckled, and Bai Jiao returned the old lady Bai's crossbones, obviously thinking that she had atoneed enough for her sins. And Mrs. Bai's latest masterpiece - the first is to attract the ancestor of Yinshan, and the second is to attract him Bing250.

The Half-Life Taoist shouldn't count.

"She has a strong aura of death, and may be able to replace the dragon bone and sacrifice to the mountain god."

Bai Jiao stared at Wei Xun closely: "And you have the protection of dragon energy and the Samadhi True Fire, you must be a royal family member from the Eight-Armed Nezha City."

Bai Jiao always keeps his word. The reason why he was patient enough to say so much is not only because the person in front of him can understand his words and see through his polluted truth, but also because of the aura he exudes.

As soon as Wei Xun entered the fifth floor of the underground palace, he was noticed by Bai Jiao!

"The mountain god's words are as good as gold. I must fulfill the master's wishes and help the dragon bone become a dragon."

He has only one purpose - I hope to take this opportunity to help the dragon bone get rid of the fate of being polluted and collapsed.

"Not good!"

But just when Bai Jiao opened his mouth and was about to say something, he suddenly turned his head and looked at the center of the hall, shocked and angry.

"Bold!"

"Boom!!!"

Just as Wei Xun and Bai Jiao were talking, a fierce battle had already begun in the middle of the fifth-floor hall of the underground palace! The swamp formed by the death mark of the mountain god, which was like a turbulent quagmire, was not affected by the dragon mane. The air waves stirred up by the energy impact even stirred up the dense death energy in the swamp.

The two groups of black shadows entangled with each other, and it was unknown how many rounds they fought in an instant. They were as fast as ghosts and ghosts, and the human eye could not catch their figures at all. Even the air waves that were stirred outward were half a beat slower than their movements.

"Boom!"

Another fierce confrontation, the two figures suddenly separated in the thick black death energy, one of them retreated several steps, and the other fell into a disadvantage and flew backwards directly.

"Boom!!"

The one who lost was the Yinshan Patriarch! She hit the dragon mane heavily, and her back was covered with greasy and sticky juice. The dirty liquid corroded her black robe in an instant and soaked into her bones, but the Yinshan Patriarch didn't care about it at all.

With a muffled sound of "click", the bones of the Yinshan Patriarch were disassembled and fell down in an instant. The next moment, a bright silver light flashed, and a scimitar suddenly appeared like a silver moon, slashing towards the place where the head of the Yinshan Patriarch was just now.

"Click!"

The black robe that had not yet fallen was cut off by the silver scimitar. The blade did not stop and actually cut directly on the dragon mane.

This dragon mane was actually split in half!

"Boom!"

The broken dragon mane exploded from it, exploding a thick white and sharp dandruff, like flying snow and a rotating silver-white sharp knife. Anyone could only temporarily avoid the sharp edge.

With a gurgling sound, the scattered bones of the Yinshan Patriarch teleported three meters away, and formed a human shape again, shrouded by thick black yin energy, and then formed a black robe. The silver scimitar spun back as if it was being pulled, and fell into the hands of the extremely tall silver-white figure——

He had long silver-white hair, and wore a cloak like a tour guide, covering his body. He wore a pure white mask on his face, and a silver crescent moon was engraved on the left half of the mask.

It was the Silver Moon Killer!

The Yinshan Patriarch gritted his teeth and thought to himself that it was bad luck. How did the Silver Moon Killer get in? ! He is the second-in-command of the West District Butcher Alliance, the highest-ranking passenger in the Butcher Alliance, and the only connected passenger of the S2 Lizard Duke!

The true identity of the Silver Moon Killer has always been a mystery. The representative symbol is the Silver Moon Scimitar in his hand, which is only second to An Xuefeng's Return Knife and is the second-ranked offensive exclusive weapon in the entire hotel. Apart from this, he is as mysterious and unpredictable as a tour guide.

But now the Yinshan Patriarch knows that this person is definitely one of the three West District passengers in the team!

It really hit the iron plate!

The Yinshan Patriarch gritted his teeth. Now the fifth floor of the underground palace is completely in chaos, and there is spiritual pollution everywhere. The live broadcast of the hotel should be completely blocked, and even the sight of the hotel is difficult to look here-no wonder this kid dares to release his power and exert his full strength!

But he dares to do it, but she can't. First, this is just her puppet, and the power is insufficient. Second, the tour guide is fundamentally different from the tourists. If she goes all out and shows the alienation state, the spiritual pollution of the entire fifth floor of the underground palace will first deal with her.

The Yinshan Patriarch wanted to retreat, but the current situation was beyond her control. The situation turned around, and the sharp silver light came again. The blade cut the bones of the Yinshan Patriarch before it came close-hey, with the thread, she would not feel pain, and there was no negative emotion at all.

Now it is the Silver Moon Killer who wants to kill her and keep the secret.

"Hah!"

The Yinshan Patriarch scolded and gathered a thick death aura. But this death aura is strong on the outside and weak on the inside. As soon as the blade fell, the death aura completely dispersed, but the figure of the Yinshan Patriarch also disappeared from the original place and hid in the death aura stimulated by the turbulence of the mountain god's death mark.

Facing the enemy head-on, she is purely short-handed and long-handed, and her strength is to manipulate the dead energy from a distance.

"Damn the thief!"

There is no need to think too much about the reason why the Silver Moon killer sneaked in. First, he wanted to steal the valuables on the fifth floor of the underground palace, and second, he was probably going to attack Bing 250. Even if there was a confrontation mission, he could not kill Bing 250, but as long as he was seriously injured, Bing 250 would definitely die in such a dangerous fifth floor of the underground palace.

That's right, she was fighting to protect Bing 250!

She repeatedly emphasized this idea in her heart to hypnotize herself, and the Yinshan Patriarch really found that the feeling of pain that was originally still faint had disappeared now - Bing 250 was not strong enough, and the pulling silk could not have a complete effect, and she had to take the initiative to complete it.

The Yinshan Patriarch, who is good at controlling puppets, is also familiar with self-psychological suggestion. The stronger the pulling silk effect, the more she quietly released some of her power. The impact of mental pollution really came, but the Yinshan Patriarch is experienced and knows that this level of mental pollution brings emotional influence and emotional collapse.

But with Qiansi around, she couldn't feel any negative emotions!

"ha!"

Another confrontation, this time the ancestor of Yinshan came from behind and turned from a disadvantage to evenly matched. She felt that although the mental pollution in the fifth floor of the underground palace was targeting her, it was more targeting the Silver Moon Killer.

He definitely got something from the mountain god's death mark, and the underground palace would never let him leave.

"Boom!"

The surging death energy cunningly wrapped around the skull and bone whip, and lashed out at the Silver Moon Killer. The opponent suddenly slashed across the scimitar, and the bone whip made a cracking sound that was on the verge of breaking. However, this time it was not cut off, but was like a snake. It was wrapped around the Silver Moon Scimitar.

The ancestor of Yinshan used his strength to pull, and the bone whip tightened. Although he did not pull the scimitar away, he and he were in a stalemate.

At the same time, the ancestor of Yinshan flicked his bone fingers hidden under the sleeves of his robe, and dozens of bone puppets suddenly formed in his death energy and attacked the Silver Moon Killer. The originally invincible strongman fell into a struggle.

But seeing victory waving towards her, the ancestor of Yinshan was not at all happy, but only solemn. She knew that with her current strength, she would never be able to kill the Silver Moon Killer. At most, she could fight with him.

But there was not much time left for them - seven minutes had passed since the underground palace was blocked, the mountain god shed tears, and the dragon bones rioted.

In the last three minutes, the underground palace will be completely sealed. The severely polluted dragon's flesh and blood will fill the entire hall. Coupled with the catalyst of the mountain god's death mark, I am afraid that an extremely terrifying spiritual pollution monster will be born here.

We must leave here within three minutes, but the ancestor of Yinshan continued to control the puppet to fight with the Silver Moon Killer as if he didn't know that time was running out.

Liansi gave her absolute calm, and she knew that the most anxious person now was not her, but the Silver Moon Killer!

If the underground palace is completely sealed and all of them are trapped in it, if there is a chance of survival, this chance will definitely be in the hands of the Easterners. The more critical the moment, the more the originally small differences will be magnified.

As a native of the West District, if the underground palace is blocked, Silver Moon Killer will definitely die unless he has the strength to kill the spiritually polluted monster.

"Silver Moon Killer is about to break out. God, he is so calm."

There was a tense and fierce battle here, while the half-life Taoist over there was watching nervously with Wei Xun on his back. At this moment, Wei Xun was holding the Token of Death, stimulating the dragon energy in it to surround him.

In Wei Xun's eyes, as soon as the dragon energy came out, the slowly falling golden dust suddenly floated towards them. This was another terrifying sight in the eyes of Taoist Ban Ming.

Of course, the dust failed to harm them, but allowed them to hide and watch the battle up close. Seeing that one of them was actually the Silver Moon Killer, Taoist Taoist Half Life almost suffered a myocardial infarction - calm, calm.

"What is he afraid of?"

"He has nothing to be afraid of in this world. The Silver Moon Scimitar is also a mad sword that can win ninety-nine out of a hundred battles - the only thing it is afraid of is the Return Sword. The only thing it cannot defeat is the Return Sword."

The half-life Taoist shook his head, feeling that this situation was very difficult: "It is not easy for the ancestor of Yinshan to be able to fight the Silver Moon Killer for so long. The hand he controls the bone puppet is really beautiful. I even suspected that he had met a little puppet master. "

Taoist Ban Ming lowered his voice and said regretfully: "It would be best if one of them dies. If only one of them dies, we will have a sacrifice."

At the last moment, Bai Jiao told Wei Xun that the only way out of here was to take the mountain god's death mark before a complete riot in the underground palace.

This mark was originally the birth gate of the Yin Formation on the fourth floor of the underground palace. Because the mountain god died here, the Yin Formation on the fourth floor of the underground palace mutated and gave birth to formation spirits as terrifying as giant undead spirits.

As long as you sacrifice something to the mountain god's mark, it can be transmitted from here to the fourth floor of the underground palace! If you want to satisfy the body of the mountain god, you must feed it with blood or something filled with death energy.

Silver Moon Killer and Yinshan Ancestor are both very consistent. But with the eyesight of Taoist Ban Ming and Wei Xun, they could tell that these two people had saved their strength and would never be stupid enough to fight to the death.

"Catch that old hedgehog."

They were shrouded in thick sludge, and outsiders could not detect them, but Taoist Half-Life could look outside without restraint. He was talking about the white shadow squatting not far away—Old Mrs. Bai could only take the mountain god's mark path out if she wanted to go out.

She was a traitor in the past. It would be a good thing for Bai Jiao not to kill her, and he would never give her any advantage.

What she wanted to do was wait for the Silver Moon Killer and the Yinshan Ancestor to both be injured, take the opportunity to make a sneak attack, and then sacrifice themselves and leave. But he didn't expect that while the mantis was chasing the cicada and the oriole was behind him, he was also being watched.

It's not easy to separate her alone. Half-life Taoist and Bing 250 are both going out, so at least two of them have to be sacrificed. But it's safest to at least grab one first.

Wei Xun patted his left shoulder and motioned Taoist Ban Ming to go to the left - the left side was in the opposite direction to Old Madam Bai, opposite her!

"What a risk. Alas, it would be safer to capture her."

The half-life Taoist sighed, advising Bing 250, but walked honestly towards the opposite side of the old lady Bai, and slightly adjusted the angle. He understood what Bing250 wanted to do.

The conversation between the two lasted for less than half a minute, but it seemed as if they were acting according to a script. As soon as the half-life Taoist stood firm, something golden and bright shot out and flew towards them!

This object was thrown by the Silver Moon Killer during the fierce battle, and it was thrown in the opposite direction to Old Lady Bai! As if there was a tacit understanding, the two people who had been fighting fiercely just now separated suddenly. Silver Moon Killer threw a scimitar to kill the old lady Bai, while the Yinshan Ancestor was chasing after this golden thing!

Silver Moon Killer really chose to withdraw at the last moment. The ancestor of Yinshan just showed his attitude by fighting him desperately, so he finally decisively chose to throw away the treasure he had obtained from the mountain god's death mark, and instead killed the old lady Bai. Use her as a sacrifice to sacrifice the mountain god's mark and leave the underground palace.

Correspondingly, the Yinshan Ancestor stopped fighting and gave up snatching Old Lady Bai, and instead pursued the treasure. The battle between smart people lies in eye contact.

Here, the old lady Bai was peeping her head, squinting her eyes, waiting with fear for the battle ahead to end, and picking up the body herself. Unexpectedly, a sharp silver light flashed across the ground, and her head and neck were suddenly separated, twitching and turning into a corpse.

The Silver Moon Killer waved his hand and picked up the body of the old lady Bai, but his scimitar kept moving, circled around like a boomerang, and then silently attacked the Yinshan Ancestor like a ghost!

The ancestor of Yinshan looked very ugly.

Just before she was about to catch up with the golden treasure, there was a shameless person waiting there. He stretched out his hand to take it and cut off the treasure!

"Hey, isn't this a coincidence?"

Banming Taoist handed the things to Bing 250, smiled and said hello, and ran away. He was not only afraid of the ancestor of Yinshan Mountain when he ran, but he also saw the sharp silver light that was speeding towards him!

The Silver Moon Scimitar that originally attacked the Yinshan Ancestor seemed to have found its way. After the Taoist Half-Life took away the treasure, it turned around, bypassed the Yinshan Ancestor, and attacked the two of them. How could a pair of Taoist Ban Ming's legs outrun the Silver Moon Scimitar? The sword's energy came almost instantly, stabbing the person's scalp with numbness!

"Throw it away, throw it away——"

The death crisis suddenly came, and the terrifying sword energy came like a huge wave. The half-life Taoist risked his life and ran as fast as he could. At the same time, he kept throwing the scarecrow, iron zombie skin and other props back, but they were all cut off by the sword energy. The silver moon bent. The knife was so terrifying, it was obviously aimed at the treasure thrown by Silver Moon Killer!

As expected, Silver Moon Killer is as cunning as a wolf and as domineering as a wolf, and he will never let go of the treasure he has captured easily. The awe-inspiring blade came suddenly, and the death's sickle almost cut their throats. At this critical moment, Wei Xun threw something away, but there was no golden light at all.

What he threw out was actually a light blue cloak!

This is his spare tour guide cloak, and it actually has a hole in it. This hole was exactly the hole that was poked by Zhang Xingzang's return knife when he was teleported to An Xuefeng when he was rescued in the past!

The only opponent that Silver Moon Scimitar cannot defeat in this life is the Return Knife. These powerful exclusive weapons all have their own consciousness. Although this is just a hole-in-the-wall cloak, it still has the remaining aura of the Return Knife. There are two consequences of throwing the cloak. The first is that the Silver Moon Scimitar shrinks, and the second is that the Silver Moon Scimitar goes crazy——

"Keng!"

The blade suddenly fell, and Wei Xun raised his hand to touch it. He felt that the originally invincible sword energy had a hint of hesitation and weakness - he made the right bet! However, the force of the falling blade was still extremely terrifying. Wei Xun's tiger's mouth burst apart due to the pressure. The half-life Taoist carrying him suddenly bent over and was almost pressed to the ground.

"Click..."

Even the dark copper-colored token that Wei Xun used to hold the blade groaned under the weight, as if it would break in the next moment. But fortunately they managed to hold on in the end.

"call--"

The Silver Moon Scimitar, which failed to kill the enemy, suddenly turned around and fell back into the hands of the Silver Moon Killer like a ray of moonlight. He stood next to the death mark of the mountain god, seeming to glance at this side from afar, then he threw out the corpse of the old lady as a sacrifice, and jumped into the swamp.

He left the fifth floor of the underground palace, which was on the verge of a riot, and there was not much time left for Wei Xun and the others!

"It seems that what he obtained from the mountain god's death mark is the real dragon vein soul and dragon bone that are not damaged at all."

The Yinshan Ancestor appeared quietly beside the two of them, his eyes falling on the Death Ming Token in Bing 250's hand. This originally vague-looking token has the shadow of a brilliant golden dragon on it. It is its existence that allows the Death Ming token to withstand the attack of the Silver Moon Scimitar.

But that's it. The ancestor of Yinshan saw with his own eyes the reluctance of the Death Ming Token against the Silver Moon Scimitar. The Token could not kill her.

In fact, this is indeed the case. If Wei Xun hadn't thrown his cloak and borrowed the momentum of the return knife to block it, the token would have been cut off by the Silver Moon Scimitar. Because the dragon above is not a serious and intact dragon, there are two phantoms on it.

One is the pale dragon bone, and the other is the golden dragon soul. The two are not integrated into one, but are strangely separated, as if a dragon skin and a dragon bone are wandering on the token. And beneath the two, there is an ominous shadow.

[You completed Bai Jiao’s commission and took back the flawless dragon soul and dragon bones! 】

[The God of Yanshan Mountain was ashamed of the dragon bone. When he died, he used up his last divine power to preserve a piece of the dragon bone and dragon soul from pollution. For hundreds of years, the white dragon has exhausted its power to protect them for the mountain god's legacy, hoping that one day they can be reborn, but unfortunately, they are still somewhat polluted]

[You have obtained the Death Token entrusted with the Dragon Soul and Bones! 】

[Name: Token of Death Entrusted with Dragon Soul and Dragon Bone]

[Quality: Task (Complete the corresponding task before you can take it out of the journey)]

[Function: Mental pollution]

【Remark:

[1. The spiritual pollution of the dead Ming Dynasty, you will fight to revive the Ming Dynasty until death! 】

[2. The spiritual pollution of the Death Mountain God. The strength of the Death God depends on his power in people’s hearts. His strength comes from the fear in people’s hearts. When the enemy thinks you can kill him, you will Can kill him! 】

This is good, Wei Xun raised an eyebrow in his heart. I originally planned to use a death air bomb, but now it seems that I can save it.

"There are only the last thirty seconds left to leave, let's go to the Mountain God's Mark quickly!"

Bing250 had never spoken in front of Patriarch Yinshan. Patriarch Yinshan was used to it and spoke directly to Taoist Ban Ming.

"Phew - you're right, let's go quickly."

Just now, the pressure of Bing250 directly crushed Taoist Ban Ming's spine. Ordinary people would probably be paralyzed from then on. Fortunately, Taoist Ban Ming took drugs in time and forcibly grew back his spine——

Hey, just play, but it doesn’t hurt. He now understood why Bing250 was so adventurous and why the life-haunting people were so crazy and terrifying.

If he didn't feel pain at all, he would be fearless and challenge the limits in all kinds of ways.

During the conversation, the three of them walked quickly towards the mountain god's death mark. The situation was extremely dangerous at this moment. The thick black liquid full of mental pollution had swallowed up most of the space on the fifth floor of the underground palace. It had reached above their heads, not even half-life Taoist and Yinshan Ancestor. High, but the pus almost touched their hair.

What's even more terrifying is that above the thick black liquid, two terrifying and huge figures can be vaguely seen. One side is pure white, the other side is dirty gray-brown. They are like two alien-shaped mountains on the left and right, with countless twisted and ferocious joints hanging from them, falling downwards, like hanging ropes, pulling towards the old mountain of Yinshan. Zuhe Banming Taoist's neck!

There are less than twenty seconds left, and there must be a sacrifice to leave the mountain god's death mark. Now Bing250 has the Token of Death and is protected by the dragon soul, so he can definitely pass the mountain god's death mark.

But between Yinshan Patriarch and Half Life Taoist, one must die!

The ancestor of Yinshan and Taoist Banming leaned down almost at the same time to avoid the hanging and twisted limbs, but in the next moment they took action almost at the same time, and the seemingly harmonious atmosphere was broken in an instant.

The flames burst into flames, and Taoist Taoist Half Life sacrificed the pill fire without hesitation. This elixir fire is just an ordinary alchemy flame, not something special, but Taoist Half Life mixed the ashes of spirit snake bones into this elixir fire.

The most restrained yin energy and death energy are always the strongest and most yang flames. The ashes of the spirit snake burned by the true fire of samadhi are filled with turbulent fire energy. The fire is burning and even the thick slurry on the top of the head is forced back a little.

The fierce fire suddenly swept towards the ancestor of Yinshan Mountain. At the same time, Taoist Taoist Half Life flicked dozens of fierce fire talismans, and used all his methods in less than half a second.

But the next moment, Taoist Half Life's pupils shrank suddenly, and two pale bone hands stretched out from the flames. The flames burned on them, but they failed to burn the bone hands. One of these bony hands dug hard into Taoist Half Life's heart, while the other dug into Wei Xun's eye socket!

The moment the bone hand appeared, the true fire of samadhi ignited. Wei Xun, who had not attacked at the same time as the Taoist Half Life, was waiting for this moment. The true fire of Samadhi encircled the phoenix flame, and burned the bone hand with a fire that was ten times hotter than the previous explosion. The bone hand that could not be burned by the elixir fire instantly turned into ashes, but there were several invisible threads hidden in the ashes. .

Puppet line!

The flames can burn to death the evil ghosts, but they cannot completely destroy the top puppets! The puppet string hidden in the hand bone shot out like an arrow from a string. The one that attacked Wei Xun was blocked by the scarlet cloak, but the one that attacked Taoist Half Life penetrated his chest!

"puff!"

Taoist Half-Life turned pale and spat out a mouthful of blood. His heart was like a big fish caught by a fishhook, being pulled outwards.

But the most fatal thing is that he is gradually losing control of his body. It is almost like being paralyzed, but it is more terrifying than being paralyzed. He held a copper coin sword in his uncontrollable left hand, and he was about to cut it to his head in a moment!

Just when the copper coin sword was about to slash down, it was blocked by a hand. The round copper coin was like a sharp blade at this moment, cutting deep blood marks on the hand.

However, the other party seemed to feel no pain at all, elegantly, nonchalantly, and calmly holding the blade of the knife with his hand, like a flower.

The half-life Taoist lost control and the flames dissipated long ago. The ancestor of Yinshan clearly saw the scene of holding the blade in his hand. There is a difference between being truly painless and being patient and not showing it.

No matter how many times she saw it, even if she knew the person in front of her was Bing250, she would still shudder inwardly at this display of disregard for pain——

etc.

Is Bing250 so high?

The ancestor of Yinshan was suddenly stunned.

Bing 250 has always been on the back of Half Life Taoist and has never been off the ground. Now that he was standing on the ground, the scarlet cloak that should have been sweeping the floor was now in perfect position, with the back of the cloak falling on his calf close to his ankle.

The difference is nearly twenty centimeters.

This height is closer to the terrifying man standing at the top in the heart of the ancestor of Yinshan.

"snort."

There was a cold snort, and Taoist Bansheng shuddered. There was something wrong with the sound. It seems, like, very similar to someone's voice?

The half-life Taoist looked panic-calm. Bing250 stood behind him, and he couldn't see what Bing250 did. But the ancestor of Yinshan stood opposite him!

She could clearly see that the man in the scarlet cloak actually raised his hand and touched the thick slurry above his head that was full of deadly spiritual pollution!

Wei Xun brushed the gold powder scattered above his head and traced the white dragon's claws with his fingertips. He wanted to raise the corners of his lips, but remembered that his brother never smiled, so he kept a cold face.

Wei Xun is playing the role of a life-seeking person! Raising his hand to touch the gold powder (thick paste) on the top of his head was to put psychological pressure on the Yinshan Ancestor. With the Token of Death and the Dragon Soul in hand, these things could not hurt him.

But when Wei Xun really looked up, he was clearly on a dangerous battlefield, but Wei Xun was fascinated by the beautiful scenery above him.

How beautiful. Those scenes that are extremely terrifying in the eyes of normal people are actually dazzling and magnificent scenes in the eyes of madmen. What is truth and what is madness? Such a beautiful scene even made Wei Xun feel emotional, wanting to share this beauty with more people.

What even Wei Xun didn't expect was that when he thought about 'sharing the beautiful scenery', the Maria butterfly tattoo on his chest actually jumped, like another heartbeat.

"hiss--!!"

The ancestor of Yinshan took a sharp breath of air and stared at the man's hand. A bit of golden light bloomed at his fingertips, and the thick black and dirty mucus seemed to turn into light and magnificent golden powder for an instant.

This moment was actually extremely short, but within half a second, the Yinshan Ancestor's mind went black and she almost sank into the abyss. Even the calmness of the thread could not suppress the shock and fear in her heart.

Life-haunting people!

This is the most classic killing move of a life-haunting person!