You must persevere in cultivation and seize every minute. Only in this way can you improve your cultivation faster. Geniuses also need to be diligent.
Yu Wen Zhouyuan stayed here for a whole night, but he didn't check anything. Yu Wen Zhouyuan had a headache. Should he just wait silently like this?
At this moment, Yuwen Zhouyuan suddenly sensed a familiar wave coming from thousands of miles away, and then the wave disappeared. If he hadn't been searching with the heart-beating Wuhen technique at this time, he would not have been there at all.
Won't find out!
"Southwest! It's actually the southwest, what a cunning Scale Horn tribesman!" As soon as Yuwen Zhouyuan finished speaking, his body swayed and flew towards the southwest.
At this time, in the cabin of the huge sailing ship on the sea, a middle-aged man wearing a black and white robe was sitting on his knees in front of a wooden table, concentrating on making tea.
He lifted a cinnabar teapot with his backhand and poured tea into a small vermilion teacup. The light cyan tea slowly flowed out, the heat was rising, and the fragrance of tea was lingering. The middle-aged man closed his eyes and looked contented.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes, two sword-like rays of light burst out, and he looked around cautiously.
A gust of cold wind blew by. Along with the cold wind, a figure suddenly knelt down in front of this middle-aged man. This man was wearing a blood-red robe and a ferocious mask that exuded a faint black light. Judging from the silhouette,
, the figure is burly.
"Master...Master..." Seeing the man wearing a blood-red robe, the middle-aged man called out respectfully, his voice trembling. It was obvious that he was afraid of this middle-aged man.
Young people.
"Have you done what I asked you to do?" This person spoke fluent Chinese, and his voice was full of coldness, violence, and seemed extremely frightened.
"It's been done, but I don't know if he will come?" the middle-aged man said.
"Based on what I know about him, he will definitely come. He is good at everything, but he is too sentimental to achieve anything big." The man in the black mask said coldly, his words full of disdain.
"Master, why don't you attack him directly?" the man asked.
Two blood-red rays of light shine from the two eye holes of the black mask, looking like a demon.
"It's just a game! Hahaha..." The man in the black mask laughed wildly.
"Master, do you have any other instructions?" the middle-aged man asked respectfully.
"Notify me when he comes." After the black masked man finished speaking, he disappeared, as if he was gone with the cold wind.
After the man in the black mask left, the tea in the teacup had frozen and was slightly reddish in color.
When Yuwen Zhouyuan arrived at the big sailing ship, he used the telekinesis technique to hide his body and boarded the big sailing ship.
After boarding the ship, Yuwen Zhouyuan found that at the door of the cabin ten feet away from him, he saw seven young people wearing white robes not far away. Judging from their exposed wrists, necks, etc., they all looked...
He is a member of the Scale Horn Clan.
At this time, several young men in white robes gathered in front of several corpses and looked at them with frowns. Some of them turned away directly, their faces full of horror and fear.
Yu Wen Zhouyuan, who was hiding in the dark, had a pair of dark and profound eyes covered with a layer of silver light. He looked intently and had a panoramic view of everything there. All he saw was that there were corpses lying on the ground.
All the clothes on their bodies had been torn, as if they had been torn by the claws of wild beasts. The bodies were bloody and bloody. There were blood pits in many places with tooth marks around them. They were bloody pits from being bitten. Their necks were
The main artery on the body was bitten off. From the pale and ferocious face and the blood at the corner of the mouth, it can be seen that the other party was seriously injured by a blow, then bit off the main artery, and finally bitten the body. The deceased died before
He must have struggled violently and died from blood loss.
The blood on these corpses has been exhausted, but there is almost no blood on the ground. From these circumstances, it is not difficult to infer that there are at least two murderers.
Because sucking blood from the aorta in the neck and biting the body of the deceased were performed at the same time, the deceased struggled to death in pain.
Cruel, simply extremely cruel. The murderer has no humanity at all and has become a beast. Only beasts can bite people.
Seeing these shocking scars, Yuwen Zhouyuan felt a chill rising in his heart.
Absorbing blood? Could it be that people from the Soul Blood Clan are here? And they are also fighting with the Scale Horn Clan? Yuwen Zhouyuan thought in his heart, it seems that there is no one else except them.
Yuwen Zhouyuan observed again, and there were no obvious signs of fighting around, which showed that the murderer had no effort at all to knock them down.
To be able to knock down all ten masters at the True Master stage, I am afraid that the opponents are at least masters at the True Lord stage.
"Were they already like this when you came out?" one of the young men asked.
"Yes." replied the other.
"Didn't meet anyone?" the young man asked next.
"No."
"That's strange. Their bodies are still hot, which means they died not long ago!" The young man frowned.
"No! Go and see the hostages!" The man said as he rushed towards the cabin.
Yuwen Zhouyuan planned to follow him, but suddenly a feeling of extreme danger arose in his heart. Intuitively, Yuwen Zhouyuan knew that if he acted rashly, he would probably die miserably!
So Yuwen Zhouyuan gritted his teeth and stopped, and at the same time, he carefully used his skills to hide himself even more secretly.
After a while, the man came back, and with him was a young man in brocade robes.
"Ah..." At this time, a scream sounded.
"Young Master...you...look..." a man from the white-robed Scale Horn tribe pointed at the corpse on the ground and said with a trembling voice.
The cry woke Yuwen Zhouyuan up. He raised his eyes and saw that the flesh and blood on the corpses suddenly shriveled up and turned into skeletons covered with a layer of skin, like mummies.
Suddenly, these ten corpses stood upright, as if they had caused a corpse transformation, and their deep eye sockets flashed with blood-red light.
"Ah..." Seeing this scene, several young people from the Scale Horn clan screamed.
"What are you yelling for? Hurry up and kill them." The young man at the head said angrily, taking the lead to take action. He put his hands together, his eyes flashed, and his joined hands separated, as if there were two invisible rays.
The power was released, and a mummy that rushed towards him was split into two halves in an instant.
Could this be the mummified corpse of the leader of the Soulblood tribe? It's really terrifying. Their combat power has not disappeared. If this is the case, it would be terrible.
At this time, Yuwen Zhouyuan seemed to have seen countless mummies with no end in sight. If the world were like that, it would be a catastrophe.
"Ah..." A scream came out. A young man from the Scale Horn tribe had his neck bitten off by a mummy. The blood sprayed on the mummy and then seeped into it, as if the blood had been absorbed by the mummy.
, looks extremely scary.
In a moment, ten skinny mummies were jumping around and killing people. No matter who saw it, their scalp would feel numb.
Yuwen Zhouyuan discovered that the Scale Horn warrior whose neck was bitten off by the mummy had lost all his blood and even his flesh had shriveled up. After a while, his body turned into a ball of powder and returned to dust.
Shocking, extremely shocking, could it be that the mummy absorbed all the essence of the young man from the Scale Horn tribe, including the essence inside the bones? If this is true, it would be too terrifying. If this continues, these
The strength of the mummy will become stronger and stronger.
At this time, three of the eight Scale Horn youths were left, including the leading youth. Five of the ten mummies were left, and the rest were killed by the three of them and divided into parts.
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At this time, only the remaining five mummies had greatly increased their strength, and they were gradually losing ground against these five mummies.
At this time, the other mummies that had been dismantled into parts suddenly turned into powder, as if the inexplicable energy supporting the movement of the mummies suddenly disappeared.
"Ah..." A scream came out, and two mummies were seen grabbing the body of a young man from the Scale Horn tribe, and with a sudden force, a living person was split into two halves from the middle, with bright red blood all around.
Splashing, the two mummies were bathed in blood, and their skinny lower and upper jaws made smacking sounds, as if they still had something to say.
There was even a mummy that opened its white teeth and bit the young man from the Scale Horn Tribe on half of his body. After a while, the young man's body gradually shriveled up and was thrown to the ground by the mummy and turned into powder.
"Don't... don't come here..." Another young man from the Scale Horn tribe said with a frightened look on his face, and kept retreating.
"Don't retreat, you coward." The man known as the Young Master yelled angrily. This man's withdrawal put him under tremendous pressure, and the five powerful mummies made him confused.
Yuwen Zhouyuan's body moved, and he rushed towards the mummy. Of course, this was not because Yuwen Zhouyuan had a benevolent heart to save him, but because he wanted to understand Ye Youhan's situation through this person, or to save Ye Youhan in advance.
come out.
Yuwen Zhouyuan was like a ghost. When he grabbed it with his big hand, an invisible energy was formed out of thin air. A mummy was instantly crushed into powder by Yuwen Zhouyuan.
When the mummy turned into powder, two cold lights burst out from Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes, his fingers trembled, and the chaos energy of creation that no one could see shot out from the silk threads, and instantly intertwined into a big net, connecting these
All four mummies were trapped in it.
The invisible net gradually shrank. When the intertwined net of the chaos energy of creation passed over these mummies, the mummies seemed to have lost their strength. They all fell to the ground and scattered, turning into powder.
The big net shrank in Yuwen Zhouyuan's hands, forming a coquettish blood-red sphere. Inside the flow of true energy, the violent, greedy, ferocious and other complex emotions contained in this coquettish blood-red sphere were all absorbed.
Yuwen Zhouyuan absorbed it, and the spiritual imprint contained in it was also destroyed by Yuwen Zhouyuan.
Only the purest energy and blood are left, and Yuwen Zhouyuan will never let these energy and abundant blood dissipate in the air.