At the same time, a huge mysterious tortoise poked its head carefully from the side of a huge rock at the foot of the mountain.
After turning cautiously but somewhat mechanically, it seemed to think that there was no danger, so it boldly stretched out a pair of front paws and swayed the thick shell of the tortoise. While crawling forward, it took a few more deep breaths. mouth.
The dead air lingering on the many zombies within a radius of a few miles was sucked out abruptly, mixed in the wind and snow, and sucked into its nostrils. With every sip, it showed an expression of intoxication.
After only a few breaths, his expression froze. An irresistible grasping force was under the hood. After another moment, it was caught and returned to the sea of anger.
Since the mysterious tortoise has been refined and refined, this thing has become part of his golden core. But the magic is that it can be reflected in the light of the golden core at any time like a magic weapon, and it seems to be constantly generating self-consciousness.
The danger of a magical instrument producing self-awareness and generating treasures is less. Because Baoling has no roots and foundations, it must rely on the owner's urging to display its power. Even if it can gather some spiritual energy from heaven and earth, it is still under the control of the owner.
But I can’t tell if such an ancient beast is hooked. Who knows if its consciousness will gradually return to the final object-oriented attitude?
There are many monks planted in the hands of foreign objects in history. Even the Five Elements Sect's faculty of internal and external practitioners cannot be spared.
Therefore, the shame is always restraining this guy's desire to feast. Every time it grows slightly, it must be recovered and refined again, and a little bit of its consciousness of slow regeneration will be wiped out.
And the lifelessness in Qingyang Town has been absorbed. Even the dead spirits of the living people who were contaminated with the dead spirits of zombies were absorbed by the black turtle. There is no longer any risk in the whole town.
It's time to find the source and unearth the soul cultists behind the scenes.
The corpse soul cultists have only one purpose for doing this kind of thing, and that is to develop more lifeless energy. This is the same as cultivating zhenqi as a cultivator.
Going to the graveyard to dig the dead will not get any lifelessness. There is only corpse gas in the graveyard. Corpse Qi is a force of decay, but it has no spirituality.
Only when the fear and resentment from the soul of a living person are injected into the corpse qi, and the corpse qi produces spirituality, can it be refined into death.
As a result, the more people die, the more dead energy will be cultivated. Whenever there is such a large-scale "zombie disease" outbreak, the soul cultists must breathe death nearby. Otherwise, it would be a waste of work.
Under the cover of deceptive consciousness, they couldn't run at all. Whether it's flying away or teleporting, it's just taking the initiative to expose one's own foolishness. What they can do can only hide on the spot.
Gouzhu's eyes glowed with blue light, and a circle of purple aura in the void behind his head made up many spells, and the purple mirror slowly turned out. The undulating mountains in the nearby snow and wind caught his eyes in the gloomy light.
He was thinking in his heart, since these soul cultists are so good at cultivating death energy, if he can catch a few, and when he is a "pet" and can produce "tortoise food" for the black tortoise at any time, he will be more everywhere It's much better to travel through mountains and rivers to find lifelessness.
And even if he finds lifelessness now, he dare not let Xuangui eat enough. This thing cannot be "stored", and everything that can't be eaten is wasted. If it is self-refining, it can be supplied on demand.
It is a trouble to make a dead person to kill the living. But there are many people in this world. Why don't you tell King Yun later that all those who commit capital crimes in Jinyu and Yuzhou will be handed over to him for execution?
After thinking about it for a while, he took back these sloppy thoughts, and if he continued thinking about it, he would fall into the magical way.
After looked around, Goujiu finally turned his gaze to the Xishan cemetery where the first incident occurred, which is the Xuanshi of the Song family.
After all this tossing, the graveyard is still there, but there is no one in Xuanshi long ago.
The cemetery of Xishan Mountain is a col. There are gentle slopes on both sides. But what is really shocking is that when you look at it, the hillsides are densely packed with square tombstones.
These tombstones are almost close together, like the whole mountain is full of mahjong tiles. There are so many dead people in this world, which makes people feel fearful.
This is very common for monks. Because the world seems to be alive, but there must be more dead than living.
The whole cemetery is full of lifelessness. This is of course not a natural occurrence of the cemetery.
Many mortals in the nearby town died and turned into zombies, and the dead energy they produced was attracted to this dark place. So this is the best place for the Soul Cultists to absorb the dead energy.
He is vaguely familiar. This is the place where he first entered the Xuanmen and went out to walk the rivers and lakes with the Wuyuan brothers for the first time, and met Haoqi and Yelan and his group.
, with an almost imperceptible green light on one side, a flag like a ghost fire stood abruptly in an open space in front.
The thick dead air almost formed a thick black mist there. Many lonely wild ghosts were attracted over and walked like sleepwalking in the black fog.
The three Soul Cultists were all dressed in dark red robes with black stripes, sitting quietly under the banner.
They sat there in such a grand manner, and did not run away. Of course, if they really want to escape, they will never escape. Do you still want to fight?
Gouzhu walked in that direction. Just as he took the first step, there was a dull sound of moving rocks near his feet.
As expected, these tombstones were pushed away one by one. A group of corpses crawled out from under the tombstone they had pushed.
Most people in the cemetery have been buried for many years, and they have long rotted into a pile of dead bones.
But as long as there is still a little bit of ash, and if it is contaminated with death, in theory, a body can be condensed from the water and soil again, and stand up again, which is the Soul Sect’s reincarnation technique.
It's just that this so-called reincarnation has no longer any relationship with the original dead person. The soul of the dead has already gone into reincarnation.
This so-called "underworld body" is only supported by the horror and resentment of some people before they die.
The flood and heavy rain caused the local defenders to react too slowly, and even too many people died, and they produced too much life~EbookFREE.me~ These monsters are not weak, and most of them can compete with the foundation-building monks. In World War I, a few even possessed the strength of a virtual pill.
As soon as they were unearthed, they grabbed their feet with lightning speed.
If it is a mortal, as long as he is scratched a little bit, his body is infected by corpse poison, and the fear of death in his heart is spontaneously born, he will have a strong death, and he will soon die and transform into their kind, and then scratch others. , Which spread away.
But before they even touched the shackles, a turquoise flame burst out of their body and burned. Then they rolled on the ground like people on fire, screaming in their mouths.
Soon they turned back into mud. Where they disappeared, various vegetation grew out.
If you use the black tortoise, you can swallow them in seconds. But now he doesn't want to feed the black tortoise anymore, it is not good for the black tortoise to eat too much.
And if the mysterious tortoise appeared, it would not be easy to capture the three soul cultists alive, and it would be swallowed by the mysterious tortoise in an instant.
So he used the Aoki mana of his sunny face. Greenwood's mana is full of vitality, can absorb filth and death, and grow life, making the vegetation flourish.
In the dark night, countless ghosts pounced like wild dogs. However, they all began to burn, collapse, and turn into vegetation on the ground.
For a while, around the hook, bright green fires lit up in circles in the cemetery, like a strange formation.
This scene was transmitted by the Chuanying Jade Slip and also appeared in the void in a dilapidated stone house on the Guao Peak.
A few black figures are watching under the vacant shadow of the streamer. One of them sneered:
"The Soul Cultist who spent tens of thousands of Profound Yin Pills to find, is this just enough?"
