Chapter 658: tease

Shangjing is the site of the top ten sects. It is not surprising that Gu Zhong and He Xingyue can be found in a short time. It is just that it has been less than an hour since Gu Zhong entered Shangjing.
Four Yuanling realm warriors and six Dharma extinction realm peak warriors can be assembled to follow, I am afraid it is not a temporary intention, but has been planned long ago.
It can be seen that some people hate Gu Zhong so deeply, and it is also a kind of jealousy to his current strength... After all, the ancient leader who can kill three Yuanling realm masters in an army of 150,000 , It's worthy of their treatment.
"What are you going to do?"
Gu Zhong led He Xingyue to the direction where the crowd was thin, and He Xingyue asked with a voice that only the two of them could hear.
"Walk into the forest with dense beasts."
"??" A big question mark appeared on He Xingyue's face. These people obviously just waited for us to get to a place where there were few people. Destroy yourself?
"They want to kill me, and I want to see what it is."
"amount…"
After speaking, Gu Zhong put on his quick boots and pulled He Xingyue all the way. He Xingyue didn't have much ink, and followed Gu Zhong's footsteps with all his strength.
In a short span of time, she ran a distance of five or six miles. Then, He Xingyue felt the air under her feet, and Gu Zhong pulled her to the front, and then steadily landed on the back of a colorful spirit horse. Above it, rushing towards the direction where the surrounding spirit beasts are densest.
From behind, a disdainful voice sounded: "He is going to ride a horse to the Necropolis? Look at him, he doesn't even have a decent riding mount, after all, he is a wild boy from a small place."
"Don't talk nonsense, lock in his breath, don't let this little beast run away, it's time for us to do it in the Necro Wasteland."
"Did he notice something?"
"So what? Even God Fairy Daluo can't save him."
The crotch spirit horse ran all the way, and soon stepped into the necrotic wasteland. The surrounding casual martial artists and the mercenary group that were still recruiting troops were surprised when they saw someone entering here on horseback.
The spirit beasts of the Necro Wasteland are extremely densely distributed, and the spirit beast mounts are easily frightened here. People who can enter Zhang Dan on horseback with such a name either have no common sense or have no brain.
Entering the necromancy wasteland, the gloomy breath quickly enveloped, and the "spiritual horse" under him also began to appear uneasy and obviously shivering.
But Gu Zhong patted its head, said with thoughts, to cheer up Lao Tzu, otherwise it will stew you in mutton soup. After listening to Gu Zhong's words, the "ling horse" under his hip whimpered and continued to move forward at full speed.
Not long after, in front of him, more than a dozen fierce and unusual spirit beasts followed the movement, and Gu Zhong waved his arm, and dozens of phoenix fires turned into flames and swords swept across, instantly killing the spirit beasts that were trying to approach. , Directly stunned the few casual cultivators who had just entered.
In the marginal area, although Gu Zhong was carrying a mount, it was unimpeded, and there was no spirit beast that could approach him. He Xingyue was sitting in front of Gu Zhong, his petite body was surrounded by his hands, and the warm man behind him breathed in her ears.
He Xingyue, who was so happy that she was so happy, blushed and her heart beat, shrank and did not dare to move.
With the deepening of the ancient bell, he gradually stepped into the area where the holy beasts were infested. This area has rarely seen individual warriors in and out. For most people, it is a dangerous area. At first glance, there is only one area on the vast ground. A glorious steed rides on a pair of biren and accelerates forward.
"They are going to do it." He Xingyue whispered.
Gu Zhong glanced at the back, took a sharp breath, sent out a command with his mind, and the spirit horse screamed and ran forward desperately...
At this moment, Gu Zhong took He Xingyue and jumped from the spirit horse, with a faint silver light emitting from his body, covering the two of them.
This silver barrier reduced the aura that the two had already suppressed to the extreme, and then Gu Zhong took the petite He Xingyue into the gap in the rock wall next to him like a swimming fish. The body turned, and the two figures appeared. Has disappeared in the vast forest.
What Gu Zhong just used was to stop the sorrow, and the role of the cessation of sorrow was not limited to defense, but also to hide the breath. It's just that this effect has been ignored by the Cangshan school disciples. When the Zhishang is released, the whole body will glow, so the figure will be exposed, and the hidden breath will become unnecessary.
At the same time, the concealment effect attached to the activation of Stop Death cannot be perfect. If the strong in the Primal Spirit Realm concentrates on exploring, they can still find the location of the two Gu Zhong.
However, the spirit horse that Gu Zhong rode just now was transformed by his phantom beast lamb, and the lamb is the contract beast of the ancient bell. It lives and dies together with the ancient bell. The ancient bell can freely control what it releases. Reiki.
Those who came to chase and kill must have locked in the breath of the spirit horse early in the morning, and the moment Gu Zhong leaped off the horse concealed his breath, he should be able to avoid those who focused on one target.
In less than ten breaths of time, ten figures appeared at the place where the ancient clock leaped on the horse, and a deliberately lowered cold voice sounded: "It's time to do it."
The owner of the voice was a face that Gu Zhong had never seen before. However, the ancient bell he wore for service was clearly recognized, which was the same as the service of the hall master Jiang Xiyun wore during the election of the sect.
The identity of this person also became clear, he was a figure at the level of the hall master of the Fallen Cloud Sect.
"Humph!"
Jiang Xiyun's own voice sounded: "Just let him die here, it is too cheap for him..."
"Lest there be too many dreams at night, do it now! Remember, don't talk too much nonsense with him, just kill!"
"Hall Master, I think Gu Zhong is still following a woman..." On the other side, Guan Yan smiled maliciously: "The prince asked me to find the beauty of the world for him..."
Xiyun waved his hand and said: "Needless to say, if you can kill Gu Zhong, what kind of woman Wan Heshi will help the prince find a way to get it."
"Yes, the hall master is right."
"Hahaha, Mr. Guan, it's hard for you. I have to take on such an errand at an age." Another old man with a gray beard smiled.
Jiang Xiyun glared at him, and the old man stubbornly raised his head, but made no more noise.
"Do it!"
As Jiang Xiyun's voice fell, the ten people who were in a hidden state immediately had full spiritual power, turned into ten scorching winds, and flew in the direction where the spirit horse went.
"Little beast, take your life!"
How can a low-level spirit horse be comparable to the powers of the spell-killing realm and the original spirit realm in terms of speed. In a blink of an eye, the spirit horse has appeared in their sight, and a roar resounded like thunder, but the roar has not yet Dispersed completely in the ear.
Ten people were dumbfounded at the same time... because there was no shadow of the ancient bell on the back of the running spirit horse! Even the breath of Gu Zhong disappeared without a trace at this moment.