Wang Yan's voice spread far away through the night wind, and all the disciples of the Zombie Sect near Guiyin Mountain could hear it clearly.
"Puppy, you're going too far!"
The three elders of the Yan family and Yan Jiuyuan, who were searching nearby mountains, simultaneously erupted with murderous intent. The four of them rushed towards Guiyin Mountain, and the distance of several miles was reached in an instant.
The Zombie Sect disciples who were originally patrolling the mountainside and foot of the mountain also narrowed their encirclement and rushed towards the Farewell Peak.
"That puppy seems to be a ghost! The second brother and the fourth brother worked together to seal the mountain so that the puppy would be unable to fly!"
The three brothers Yan Boda, Yan Zhongda and Yan Jida gathered in a circle, each of them put a palm on the other's shoulder.
Gloomy will-o'-the-wisps emerged from the bodies of the three people, spinning in a circle. The will-o'-the-wisp spun faster and faster, and suddenly transformed into a curtain of light, covering the Ghost Yin Mountain like a cover.
This is a sealing barrier of the Zombie Gate, called [Netherworld Cover]. Souls in the Nether Cover cannot escape using space spells, so it is quite effective for besieging enemies.
Yan Boda could tell from Wang Yan's shout just now that he was not very strong and Yan Jiuyuan could handle it. As long as the three of them maintained the barrier and prevented the puppy from escaping, he would definitely die.
"Jiuyuan, go kill that kid and take back the Blue Scale Pill!"
A ferocious smile appeared on Yan Jiuyuan's face, and without saying a word, he rushed towards the Farewell Peak.
When he flew to the top of Farewell Peak, the cliff was empty, not a single soul.
Yan Jiuyuan struck the huge rock at the top of the mountain with his palm. The huge rock weighing more than 10,000 kilograms was eroded by his [Carrion Qi] and immediately turned into rotten tofu and scattered on the ground.
"Yan Jiuyuan, come to Grandpa quickly and die!"
Wang Yan's voice came from halfway up the mountain.
"Seeking death!" Yan Jiuyuan was furious and flew to the mountainside within a few breaths. However, in the mountainside, only the sound of the night wind blowing through the woods responded to him.
"Yan Jiuyuan, grandpa is here!"
Wang Yan's voice appeared on the top of the mountain again. Yan Jiuyuan was so angry that he waved his hand to block a large forest before flying back to the top of the mountain. The top of the mountain was still empty.
"Puppy! Get out! If you dare to steal, don't be a coward!" His voice was like an injured night owl, which was extremely terrifying.
At the same time, Yan family disciples and hundreds of zombies also rushed to the peak of separation.
Yan Jiuyuan's eyes were bloodshot and he crushed the throat of the Yan family disciple closest to him. "Search! Dig three feet into the ground to find him! If you can't find him, none of you will be able to make it down the mountain alive!"
"Yes!" The disciples of the Yan family were trembling with fear, their legs trembling. They knew that this genius, who only appeared in the Yan family for hundreds of years, was probably crazy.
Nearly a thousand famous disciples, each in groups of ten, conducted a detailed search of the Farewell Peak, down to every plant and tree. They literally dug three feet into the ground and had to lift up a big rock to take a closer look. Hundreds of zombies also
Lying on the ground, not letting go of a trace of the breath of living things. The zombies have an extremely sensitive sense of smell, and the smell of living things within a radius of one mile cannot escape their noses.
Yan Jiuyuan also sat cross-legged on the top of the peak, pushing his spiritual will to the limit, searching for Wang Yan's aura.
The top of the mountain, no!
Mountainside, no!
In the stream, there is none!
In the woods, no!
"Where did the puppy go?" Yan Jiuyuan felt an evil fire rushing straight to his forehead, making him unable to stop the urge to kill. "Three old guys have blocked Guiyin Mountain, and there is no way he can escape!"
Wang Yan did not escape. At this moment, he was hiding in a hidden cave halfway up the mountain, sitting cross-legged and meditating. The entrance to the cave was blocked by several bushes.
Several groups of zombies and Yan family disciples passed by this cave, but none of them noticed Wang Yan, who was only a few feet away from them.
"This fate of [Lonely as Snow] is really miserable." Wang Yan felt the changes in his body. "People with this fate obviously exist in this world, but they have no sense of existence. Even if others see it, they will not know it.
I don’t feel anything at all, just like I haven’t seen it. How do hosts who don’t know this fate survive?”
The Wheel of Fortune floated quietly above Wang Yan's head, with one of the spaces flickering on and off. The word in that fate box was "Lonely as Snow".
"This fate can make people have no sense of existence, and is most suitable for sneaking, ambush, and hiding. Throughout the ages, most people with this fate have been swallowed up by boundless loneliness, or died in depression, or committed suicide. However, if
Those who can endure loneliness and devote themselves to a profession can often achieve astonishing achievements. Most people are distracted by too many meaningless things, and very few can achieve success."
After the Wheel of Fortune attached itself to Wang Yan, it sealed the fate of the [Ninth World Declining God] in his body. At the same time, the fate stored in it could also be used by Wang Yan, but only for one stick of incense at a time.
However, after hundreds of years of erosion, most of the lives stored in it were sixty, leaving only a few. After Wang Yan made a speech to attract Yan Jiuyuan, he immediately changed into this [Lonely as Snow]
His fate hides his aura.
"Calculate the time, Xiaochan should be almost at the bottom of the mountain. I'll delay a little more time for him!" Wang Yan finished adjusting his breath, flew out of the cave, and flew towards the top of the Farewell Peak.
Yan Jiuyuan, who was searching for Wang Yan's breath at the top of the mountain, suddenly felt a strong sense of danger in his heart!
The rotten corpse energy in his body activated on its own, and his body flickered like a phantom, retreating sharply towards the peak. Because the speed was so fast, the old shadow was not extinguished, but a new one was reborn, with nine shadows overlapping each other, which was quite strange.
This is the [Wandering Dragon Transformation] among the Zombie Gate's [Nine Transformations of Zombie]. It is the fastest when used to escape. The whole person is like a swimming dragon, and the reality is uncertain, making it difficult for the enemy to see through the true form.
Yan Jiuyuan narrowly escaped the sneak attack and was already standing thirty feet away from where he had just been.
When he saw the person who was attacking him clearly, his eyes first turned angry, then cold, and finally turned into a smile.
"Very good, you've thrown yourself into a trap." Yan Jiuyuan tidied his nails slowly. "I'll let you know the price of angering me."
Wang Yan felt a little regretful. He had just used the power of "Lonely Like Snow" to sneak up to Yan Jiuyuan without anyone noticing. If the two people were of equal strength, he would be able to do so without anyone noticing.
He killed Yan Jiuyuan. However, Jiuyuan was much stronger than him. Yan Jiuyuan was at the peak of possession realm, while Wang Yan was only at the peak of foundation building. The difference in strength between the two cannot be calculated. Wang
As soon as Yan took action, Yan Jiuyuan's soul naturally became alert and avoided the attack.
Yan Jiuyuan's voice was like a hundred ghosts crying at night, Jie Jie smiled strangely, and in a flash, he was beside Wang Yan.
"Kneel down!"
Yan Jiuyuan's pale and skinny fist struck out, bringing with it a yin wind that hit his face. Halfway through the fist, the whistling wind turned into a shrill wail of a ghost. The shadow of the fist changed erratically, like a hundred flowers in bloom, and instantly enveloped Wang Yan's body by a foot.
range.
His accomplishments in Zombie Boxing far surpassed those of his peers, and even the three elders of the Yan family did not give in. Zombie Boxing originally had no clever changes at all, and was purely based on strength, but in Yan Jiuyuan's hands, many changes occurred.
This shows Yan Jiuyuan's amazing talent.
However, this inevitable punch missed. After the power of the punch dissipated, Wang Yan appeared above his head, fidgeting with a long red thread in his hand, and punched him in the head.
"What's going on?" Yan Jiuyuan was shocked and angry. He couldn't even deal with a kid in the foundation building stage. How is that possible?
Seeing Wang Yan's attack, Yan Jiuyuan felt a strong sense of humiliation and punched wildly. "Bang bang bang!" The force of the punch exploded in the night sky, and the sound shook the valley.
Wang Yan was clearly in front of Yan Jiuyuan, but Yan Jiuyuan felt that his spiritual mind could not locate Wang Yan. If the feeling in his heart was not too strong, he would almost ignore Wang Yan's existence. This feeling has never happened before
Had.
Because the punches were not locked by spiritual thoughts, they were also inaccurate and missed Wang Yan's body every time. On the contrary, Wang Yan used the red thread in his hand as a whip and whipped Yan Jiuyuan several times.
Wang Yan understood in his heart that it was the power of "Loneliness Like Snow" that prevented Yan Jiuyuan from locking himself. He cultivated Dayue Lao's ruthless energy and made some achievements. This ruthless energy is the toughest, continuous, and most durable.
After fighting for a while, Wang Yan's magic power showed no signs of failure.
Wu Wu Qi's attribute is xingyin soft, and is most suitable for use with soft weapons. After Wang Yan's exploration for more than half a year, he actually invented a few tricks using red threads as weapons to coordinate with Qi Qi's attack skills.
"Ruthless Whip!" Ruthless Qi was injected into the red thread, and the red thread immediately became as hard as iron. Wang Yan shook his hand, and the red thread was whipped towards Yan Jiuyuan like a long whip.
Yan Jiuyuan wanted to dodge, but his mind was confused for a while, and he only felt that there was empty space in front of him. At this slight distraction, the [Heartless Whip] had already been slapped on his face, making his soul tremble.
"I'll kill you!" Yan Jiuyuan was so angry that he hit Wang Yan with his fists. The zombie fist struck Wang Yan with a fierce wind. Every punch carried a fierce wind, and the two of them were ten feet away.
The rocks inside have turned into soft stone powder.
There was a huge gap in strength between the two, but because Wang Yan was blessed with the power of a strange destiny, they were evenly matched for a while.
Wang Yan responded with a few moves, and suddenly felt severe pain in his chest.
He thought in his mind, "No! I can't digest that Green Scale Pill, it condensed in my chest, blocking the path of true energy!"
Yan Jiuyuan was attacking in a hurry when he suddenly saw Wang Yan's movement slowing down. He concentrated his mind, and when he saw it accurately, he punched out!
This punch was aimed squarely at Wang Yan's head. Yin Hun's thoughts were concentrated on his head. Yin Hun's head was blown open, and his soul was immediately shattered.
At the critical moment, Wang Yan forcibly lifted himself up a few inches. This punch hit his chest.
He flew down the cliff like a kite.
"Yan Jiuyuan, thank you very much!"
Wang Yan's voice reached Yan Jiuyuan's ears. "It originally took me ten days and ten nights to absorb the Green Scale Pill. With your help, I can disperse the potion. It seems like it only takes one night!"
The power of [Loneliness Like Snow] continued to activate, and Yan Jiuyuan's spiritual thoughts lost sight of Wang Yan again.
"Dog thief!"
The eighteen disciples of the Zombie Sect who came after hearing the news were all captured and killed by the crazy Yan Jiuyuan a few moments later on the top of the Farewell Peak.
In the cave.
"I need a night to digest the Green Scale Pill and ascend to the realm of Yin God. The power of [Loneliness Like Snow] can only last for one stick of incense. You think of a way."
Wang Yan held his breath and meditated, walking on the Wheel of Fortune.
The Wheel of Fortune made a "buzzing" sound, "I have no choice. I have been depleted too much. You can only use each incense for one stick of time at a time. If you want to use it again, you have to put it in my body to warm it up."
Three days."
"Stop talking nonsense. My soul is gone, and you are nothing more than scrap metal." Wang Yan ignored him.
"..."
After a while, the Wheel of Fortune let out a mournful cry. "I wasted my vitality and let the power of [Loneliness Like Snow] last for one night. You must find treasures from heaven and earth to restore my vitality!"
"Easy to say." Wang Yan sat attentively and began to smelt the Green Scale Pill.
…
The foot of Guiyin Mountain.
Yang Xiaochan's body was covered with scars, and he stumbled out of the woods. The broken sword in his hand had long been blunted. His expression was exhausted, but his eyes were extremely bright.
Along the way, he cut the throats of fifteen Yan family disciples with a broken sword, killed twenty zombies, and finally broke through the siege and reached the foot of Guiyin Mountain.
"Brother, how are you? Did you escape?"
Yang Xiaochan, who was covered in blood, couldn't help but look back towards Farewell Peak.
This sight immediately caused all the blood in his body to rush to the top of his head.
Wang Yan was hit hard by Yan Jiuyuan and fell off the cliff!
"elder brother!"
Yang Xiaochan let out a heartbreaking shout. He felt like the world was spinning and he knelt on the ground with one knee.
"Why! Why couldn't you escape! Brother, brother!"
His tears fell to the ground in big drops, scattering dust and smoke all over the ground.
"Brother, it was me who harmed you! I shouldn't have left you and escaped alone! If we two brothers had joined forces to fight against him, you wouldn't have lost your mind! I'm a bastard!"
After a while, Yang Xiaochan suddenly opened his bow from left to right and twitched his mouth like crazy.
"Brother, it was me who harmed you! You died because of me!"
"Father, mother, I harmed you! You died because of me!"
His teeth clenched, his lips were bitten, and tears mixed with blood flowed down.
"Do you know how powerful power is now? Without power, your desire to protect anyone is vain."
In the woods, a man wearing gray clothes suddenly walked out.
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Fate: [Lonely as snow]
Attribute: Demonic character
Characteristics: Is there such a person who has no sense of existence at all? You know him, but when you recall his appearance, you can't describe it. In a room full of people, no one notices
When did he come in and when did he leave? Maybe, when he stabbed the knife into your heart, you could finally pay attention to him.
Cultivation: The host of this fate is extremely suitable for practicing various hiding, sneaking, and ambush spells.
Evolution: [Bystander]. Hattori Hanzo, the great ninja from Fuso Kingdom in Dongsheng, China, has this fate.dd